【The Song of the Six Dynasties】(Episode 17, Chapter 1)

Chapter 1

Soft light shone from all directions. A silver-haired woman lay unconscious on the floor, her snow-white arm pressed against the smooth, glass-like floor. A purplish-black mark was clearly visible, slowly fading from her armpit to her elbow, then her forearm, wrist, palm… finally, a drop of purplish-black blood seeped from the tiny needle prick at her fingertip.

Yu Ziwei's eyes were closed, her disordered breathing gradually becoming calm, and her previously stiff limbs softening. Seeing her sister's pale face finally return to normal, Yu Baiying almost felt a pang of gratitude. Years of being an assassin had long since shrunk her from the naive girl she once was. If she were in her sister's shoes, she might not have kept her promise and let her opponent go so easily.

Suddenly, a jade-like hand reached out and playfully flicked her buttocks. The smooth flesh trembled, a glistening bead of sweat quivered a few times, and rolled down her white, snowy buttocks to the ground.

Yu Baiying bit her lip, only then realizing she was still at someone else's mercy. She lay naked on a leather bench, her legs draped over someone's shoulders, her round, snowy buttocks raised high, the floor beneath her wet with sweat. A thick, black rubber rod was inserted into her wet, moist vagina, the other end tied to a beautiful female body.

"Comfortable?" He Yilian chuckled, stroking Yu Baiying's buttocks with one hand.

Yu Baiying blushed instantly. Since her mother's death, her and her sister's lives had been consumed by a strong desire for revenge, even to the point of burying their past and becoming assassins walking in the shadows. She couldn't remember the last time she had blushed from simple shyness. Even during her recent climax, most of her thoughts were on her sister, who was on the verge of death; only now, as she relaxed, did the shame buried deep within her surge forth.

This shame wasn't just because she had climaxed in front of a stranger, nor simply because the other person was a woman, but because she had truly become a woman for a woman, allowing a woman to possess her body like a man. That blurred gender identity gave her the illusion that she was a third category, below men and women, a woman serving women, weaker and more subservient than a real woman.

He Yilian said softly, "You've just climaxed, you need to rest."

He Yilian placed her legs on her left side, then bent down and lifted Yu Baiying up. Yu Baiying had no choice but to sit gracefully sideways on He Yilian's lap. The vibrator was still inside her, making her face flush even more.

He Yilian held her slender waist with one hand, her fingers deftly slipping between her white legs, while her other hand reached to her chest, kneading her high, snowy breasts, then lowered her head to kiss her lips. Her nose lightly touched, her smooth cheek gently rubbing against her face, her nose filled with the rich, fragrant scent of perfume. Yu Baiying, having just climaxed, was at her most vulnerable, feeling like a silkworm pupa stripped of its shell, naked and fragile. She nestled softly in He Yilian's arms, her smooth body trembling slightly under the caresses of He Yilian's fingertips.

Compared to the tender intimacy between the two beauties, the intercourse between the other man and woman was far more passionate. A mature and alluring woman straddled Cheng Zongyang's waist, vigorously thrusting her snowy buttocks. Her hands braced against Cheng Zongyang's sides, her full breasts, like two gleaming white snowballs, bounced heavily on her chest, occasionally colliding with an alluring, soft sound. Her slender waist swayed back and forth like a willow branch in a storm, her plump, white buttocks rising and falling, the red, tender anus opening and closing between her parted buttocks like a seductive, alluring eye. At the base of her two snow-white thighs, her exposed vulva was filled to the brim with an engorged penis, a ring of bright red flesh churning in and out of the opening, drawing out streams of lustful fluid.

While enjoying Yin Fulan's soft, supple body, Cheng Zongyang circulated his nearly collapsed Qi wheel, gathering his remaining true energy and sending it into the body of the beautiful woman on top of him. The dantian is the foundation of all the meridians in the body, the vital point where yin and yang meet; for a cultivator, the dantian is tantamount to the place of life. Yin Fulan, however, opened her vital point to him without reservation, allowing his true energy to flow in unimpeded, using her dantian as a furnace for his cultivation, freely refining the impurities in his true energy.

With each cycle of true energy, it gradually became purer. The damaged meridians, like thawing streams, gradually showed signs of true energy flow. Cheng Zongyang was trying to unblock the damaged meridians when Yin Fulan could no longer hold on. As the glans pierced her clitoris once more, sending in a mixture of sensations, Yin Fulan's plump, white buttocks trembled. Her soft, moist vagina seemed to grip the penis tightly, convulsing violently, its vaginal cavity contracting incessantly. With each spasm, the clitoris at the end of her vagina seemed like a smooth little mouth, sucking incessantly at the tip of the glans. Then, a stream of

vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her body, pouring onto the fiery penis. This vaginal fluid, brimming with rich life essence, was nothing short of a powerful tonic for the severely injured Cheng Zongyang. He thrust his penis forcefully, transforming it into true energy and channeling it into his dantian.

Yin Fulan felt as if her clitoris was being sucked in by the glans, and she climaxed for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea before the trembling stopped. She lay on top of Cheng Zongyang, her voluptuous body limp as if it were melting.

Cheng Zongyang was at the crucial moment of channeling his energy, but unexpectedly, this vessel couldn't withstand it first. If he forcibly extracted Yin Fulan's yin essence, it might benefit his injuries, but even with her excellent constitution, she would inevitably exhaust her yin essence and damage her lifespan. He sighed inwardly and stopped circulating his energy.

Yin Fulan lay beside Cheng Zongyang, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she breathed softly, "Master is so powerful... This servant has never seen such a hot penis

before..." Cheng Zongyang had never imagined that such a beautiful woman, naked and pressed against him, like a delicate flower for him to pluck at will, speaking sweet words and flattering him, would leave him unmoved. Yet, at this moment, he truly felt no stirrings of the heart, even though they had already shared the most intimate physical contact, even though she had willingly offered her body as a vessel for his healing, even though he had restrained his impulses and not wantonly extracted her essence—after their lovemaking, he felt none of the emotions of mutual affection, tenderness, joy, or tenderness that men and women experience. Not to mention the thrill of conquest, it lacked even the most basic pleasure of lovemaking; all that remained was physical gratification.

Cheng Zongyang seemed to understand Yue Niaoren's feelings somewhat. Before him stood a living, breathing beauty, yet he had absolutely no interest in her background, experiences, misfortunes, secrets, or preferences. It was like using a toilet; at most, one might feel a slight pleasure at the aesthetic design and practicality of a particular urinal, but not gratitude or pity after urinating. Similarly, this beauty was merely a pleasing object in his eyes; any other emotion seemed superfluous.

Cheng Zongyang lazily said, "You're quite something, aren't you? Bitten like that by that lewd beast, and you're still unharmed."

Yin Fulan knew he was mocking her lewd behavior that day and was speechless with embarrassment.

Cheng Zongyang ignored Yin Fulan and instead watched Yu Baiying with interest. Back then, when he and the elder of the twins were trapped underground, even in perilous circumstances and forced to trade their bodies, she had been decisive and ruthless, without a trace of servility. They were more like equal partners, a fair exchange where each got what they wanted.

However, her demeanor now was completely different. Although she was being held and kissed by another woman, although He Yilian's caresses were far rougher than her own, although the hand roaming over her body filled Yu Baiying with shame, this female assassin revealed a tenderness and gentleness he had never seen before. The shyness in her eyes resembled that of a delicate and timid concubine. Although both were women, they clearly distinguished superiority and inferiority in their sexual encounter.

Cheng Zongyang asked, "What does this mean?"

Yin Fulan laughed, "These two lowly maids are untamed. Madam ordered us to train them carefully."

"To be your women? Who came up with this idea?"

"It was Mother Zi's order," Yin Fulan said. "The servants around Mother are divided into three ranks and nine grades. The top two grades are head maids and personal maids; the middle three grades are head servants, servants, and junior servants; and the bottom four grades are head maids, maids, junior maids, and rough maids. Mother is very strict about the hierarchy among her subordinates. Even among those of the same rank, the order is based on the order of their entry into the household. Those in lower ranks are subservient to those in higher ranks and obey orders without question. The maids are the head maids designated by Mother, and Liannu is a junior maid who has just entered the household. Yingnu and Weinu were demoted to the lowest grade of rough maids because of their mistakes. It is their duty to serve here."

Cheng Zongyang didn't know what expression to make. Was this damned maid planning to completely restore a slave society? Could his family accommodate such a big rule?

The two women argued for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before He Yilian finally smiled and released her lips. Yu Baiying coughed lightly, her red lips slightly swollen from the kisses, glistening with a seductive sheen.

He Yilian laughed, "Sister is right, isn't she? Women understand women better, knowing what Ying'er likes best..." As she spoke, she reached between Yu Baiying's legs, her fingertips gently pinching her small clitoris.

Yu Baiying let out a soft cry, her two beautiful white thighs pressing tightly together, her body trembling with the movement of He Yilian's fingertips. Soon, her nipples hardened and stood erect.

He Yilian whispered in her ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "Isn't being my woman more pleasurable than you think?"

Yu Baiying lowered her eyes shyly. Suddenly, a jade-like hand lashed out, delivering a crisp slap to her face. Caught off guard, Yu Baiying fell to the ground, her elbows and knees slamming heavily against the floor, sending a burning pain through her.

Yin Fulan scolded, "You've already acted like a prostitute, what's with the pretense of elegance? Cuff her!"

He Yilian took a small butterfly-shaped object from her waist. With two soft clicks, Yu Baiying's wrists were cuffed to the chair legs. Yu Baiying's upper body was pressed against the ground, and then her hair was pulled up. Yin Fulan put a dildo on her waist, reached out and flicked it, and the thick shaft twisted like an angry giant snake. The deep buzzing sound was like the low growl of a wild beast, making her body involuntarily tense up, her heart filled with fear.

Cheng Zongyang said lazily, "You two come here."

Yin Fulan and He Yilian knelt down in front of Cheng Zongyang, one after the other, and said in a sweet voice, "Master."

"Bring me my pair of wrist guards."

The pair of wrist guards that Mo Rulin had brought were originally extremely hard, but when put on the wrists, they were as light as feathers, and the arms felt much lighter as if they were being lifted by a buoyancy.

Cheng Zongyang propped himself up, and Yin Fulan quickly helped him, saying sweetly, "If Master wants to get up, just tell me."

Cheng Zongyang said irritably, "Then I'll be a cripple—what is this?"

Yin Fulan took off the dildo from her waist and laughed, "This is the former residence of an immortal. The artifacts left behind by the immortal are all rare and exquisite. Even the horn-shaped dildo used by the immortal is extraordinary. Not only can it rotate, but it can also extend and retract like an earthworm. It's even more delicate than a living creature."

The two women each carried a dildo, and Yin Fulan's was thicker and larger, immediately outshining He Yilian's. However, the noise it made when rotating was unbearable. Cheng Zongyang was somewhat puzzled. Given the technological level of the Taiquan Ancient Array, the craftsmanship shouldn't be so crude.

Yin Fulan said, "This sound has a unique charm. Once it's inside, all the organs in the abdominal cavity vibrate along with the sound. Liannu used it yesterday and said even her uterus felt numb from the vibration, and her vaginal fluids were everywhere." As she spoke, she took He Yilian's hand and placed it on the dildo, laughing, "Isn't that right?"

He Yilian's face flushed red as her fingers touched the dildo, and her voice trembled slightly as she whispered, "It's all because I'm incompetent. Yesterday, while serving my sister, I lost control five times in just one hour..."

Yin Fulan smiled smugly, one hand stroking He Yilian's snowy buttocks.

Cheng Zongyang's gaze lingered on He Yilian's side. She originally wore a pair of butterfly-shaped objects at her waist, one of which had been used on Yu Baiying, and now only one remained. Cheng Zongyang hadn't seen clearly how she handcuffed Yu Baiying earlier, and now that he saw it, he was even more puzzled. "What's this?"

Yin Fulan smiled, took the butterfly off, and casually pulled off He Yilian's panties, leaving her naked in front of her owner with her hands behind her back. Then, she tossed it aside, and the butterfly fluttered out. As it touched He Yilian's wrists, it suddenly flipped deftly, and two semi-transparent arcs popped out from under its wings, accurately handcuffing He Yilian's wrists.

Cheng Zongyang was stunned. The butterfly handcuffs were extremely ingeniously designed, lacking the coldness of ordinary handcuffs. They were clearly sex toys, but their intricacy far exceeded his expectations. Especially the highly sensitive automatic sensor; using it on a sex toy handcuff was almost excessively high-tech. However, besides dildos, all that was left were sex toys. Was this some kind of…

Cheng Zongyang braced himself against the wall and struggled to his feet. Beside him were rows of clothes racks, all empty, piled up where he had just been lying. Opposite him was a row of counters, filled with all sorts of dildos, long and short, black and red. To the left was a row of all kinds of strange and unusual tools, including more than a dozen types of whips: hard horsewhips, leather nine-tailed whips, patterned whips that could leave various welts, and some with huge copper nails embedded in them, making Cheng Zongyang suspect that one lash could cripple a person. Further on, there were different types of hammocks, swings, hanging racks... exuding a wicked allure.

Cheng Zongyang could finally confirm that this was a fairly large sex shop. That brat really knew how to pick a place, finding a place like this. If he and Xiao Xianggua had found this shop first... Sister Pan would probably have chased him for miles.

Recalling Pan Jinlian's sharp sword strike, Cheng Zongyang still felt a lingering fear. That was almost the closest he had ever come to death. Even if he survived, he didn't know when his injured meridians would recover. If he had known this would happen, he should have snatched the Crimson Sun Fruit from Eunuch Qin's hand... After

standing for only a moment, Cheng Zongyang couldn't hold on any longer and sat down with difficulty on a chair next to him.

Yin Fulan led He Yilian to kneel between Cheng Zongyang's legs and said in a sweet voice, "Master only used Lian'er's cunt last time. How about letting the little maid give you the full set today?"

The chair was also specially made, with a C-shaped opening on the seat, so that the legs could be naturally spread apart when sitting on it. Cheng Zongyang leaned back comfortably in the chair, looking at He Yilian's pretty face pressed against his abdomen, and smiled, "Chief He, you've worked hard."

He Yilian's jade face flushed red, and she said softly, "Master can just call me Lian'er."

Yin Fulan instructed, "Lian'er, give Master a taste of the flute first."

He Yilian opened her red lips, took the penis into her mouth, and began to swallow and spit it out slowly. While stroking her body, Yin Fulan asked, "Does Master's penis taste good?"

He Yilian nodded.

"How can you keep your head down?" Yin Fulan scolded, "Lift your face up and let Master watch how you play the flute."

He Yilian raised her face, her luscious lips taking the penis into her mouth, her beautiful eyes watery, both shy and alluring.

Cheng Zongyang sighed inwardly. Last time in the carriage, when he was served by the two of them, Yin Fulan was still out of her mind, and He Yilian treated her like a sex toy, offering herself up for his pleasure. In the blink of an eye, the tables had turned, and Yin Fulan had become the head maid in charge, while He Yilian had become her little maid. This scene seemed to be a replay of that day. Further afield, back in town that day, He Yilian took advantage of Yin Fulan's misfortune, treating her like a prostitute and then turning around and kneeling beneath Yin Fulan, offering her pleasure with her buttocks raised—the grudges and entanglements between the two women could be considered a fitting retribution.

In terms of appearance, He Yilian was dignified and radiant, even surpassing Yin Fulan; in terms of character, while He Yilian wasn't exactly a saint, she was at least clear about right and wrong; and in terms of ability, the Luo Gang was far stronger than the Qingye Sect. Yet Xiao Zi, on the contrary, allowed Yin Fulan to ride roughshod over He Yilian, causing discerning people to sigh with regret. Unfortunately, Cheng Zongyang wasn't discerning; from his perspective, he felt the girl's actions were quite appropriate.

He Yilian had nine points of beauty and one point of charm, while Yin Fulan had eight points of beauty but four points of seduction, totaling twelve points. Ordinary women would feel shy about matters between men and women, but this harlot showed no shame whatsoever, laughing and joking all the way, incredibly seductive. She held her master's penis, making He Yilian stick out her tongue and lick from the glans to the scrotum, then made her bury her face in her master's abdomen, rubbing her smooth jade cheeks against his penis. Then she made her straighten her upper body, her full breasts swaying. Yin Fulan grasped her plump breasts, squeezing and kneading her master's penis with her soft flesh while teasing and mocking her with seductive words.

He Yilian had already given her soul to her mistress, and now with her wrists cuffed behind her back, she could only endure the shame and allow herself to be manipulated.

Yin Fulan released her hands, her fragrant tongue lightly flicking out. She licked He Yilian's breast and laughed, "Lian'er, you're so lucky, even your breasts smell like your master."

He Yilian blushed deeply upon hearing this, her alluring and shy charm making her all the more intriguing.

Yin Fulan grabbed He Yilian's hair and pulled her up. "You lowly servant, turn around."

He Yilian knelt between Cheng Zongyang's legs with her back turned. Her wrists were shackled with butterfly handcuffs, and her two plump, round thighs were softly pressed together, her calves spread apart in a V-shape. Yin Fulan held He Yilian's white, snowy buttocks with both hands and laughed, "Master, look, doesn't Lian'er's buttocks look like a big white peach? Her waist is slender, her buttocks are round, her white buttocks are plump and soft, with a beautiful groove in the middle, and a small indentation at the bottom. When you spread them open, wet peach juice flows out..."

He Yilian blushed and listened to Yin Fulan's teasing. Yin Fulan giggled, "Lian'er, spread your white peach open and let your master see how beautiful the fleshy hole below your white peach is?"

He Yilian endured the shame and held her buttocks with her hands together. Her white, smooth buttocks spread open to the sides, revealing a soft, wet, and sticky fleshy hole at the bottom.

"Wrong, it's the one on top." Yin Fulan reached out and forcefully spread apart He Yilian's plump, white buttocks, revealing a small, fleshy opening in the middle of her buttocks.

"Oh..." Yin Fulan's laughter grew increasingly lewd, "Look at this plump, white buttocks with a delicate little anus inside, tsk tsk, I didn't realize your backyard flower was so tender... Lian'er, who has ever picked your backyard flower?"

He Yilian's nose and ears burned red, and she whispered, "Never..."

"You filthy slut!" Yin Fulan spat on her anus, then looked up at Cheng Zongyang and said, "This lowly maid relies on her looks to put on airs and pretend to be virtuous. Today, it's a good opportunity for the master to have a taste, to deflower her from behind, and to thoroughly fuck her anus."

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "Alright."

Yin Fulan pulled He Yilian and made her stand between her master's legs. Then, she pressed down on He Yilian's waist with one hand, forcing her buttocks to stick out, and reached down to her private parts to stir a few times, smearing her vaginal fluid between her buttocks, making her anus wet. Then, she held her master's penis and pressed the glans against her anus.

He Yilian held her buttocks with both hands, her anus facing the swollen penis, and barely managed to sit down.

"Are you a wooden doll?" Yin Fulan scolded, "Be more seductive!"

"Yes," He Yilian replied softly, while twisting her buttocks.

He Yilian's anus was already tight, and this was her first time engaging in anal sex. Now, with a hot, foreign object pressing against it, her anus instinctively tightened. She twisted her hips back and forth, the hard, large glans sliding around her anus. Occasionally, she would sit down, but only manage to squeeze in a little before failing again.

Suddenly, her shoulder tightened as someone pressed down on it. He Yilian looked up and saw Yin Fulan standing before her, her hands on her shoulders, chuckling, "Lian'er's anus is too tight, let me help you."

He Yilian's face paled slightly, and she whispered, "Thank you, sister—" then bit her lip in pain.

Yin Fulan pressed down hard, and Cheng Zongyang saw that the white, luscious buttocks sank down, the tender, moist anus opening like a blooming flower bud, and then the glans was tightly enveloped by a soft, elastic mass of flesh.

He Yilian felt a throbbing pain in her buttocks, her anus filled with a hard object, as if it would burst at any moment. She forced a smile, "It's in..."

"How can it be half-hearted?" Yin Fulan laughed, "It has to be all the way in." Saying that, she pressed down hard with both hands.

He Yilian bit her lip, trying her best to endure the pain of her anus being torn open, until the hot, thick penis was completely squeezed into her body, as if it was going to burst her anus, filling her anal cavity completely.

Suddenly, with a "pop," the penis was pulled out of her anus, and He Yilian's body was pulled up, a few drops of bright red blood splattering from her exposed buttocks.

Yin Fulan laughed, "Little Lian'er, you've bled." Saying that, she pushed her down again, making her newly torn anus be stretched open again by the penis.

First-time anal sex is easy to get injured, but to the point of bleeding can only be said to be Yin Fulan's deliberate act. Despite her martial arts background, He Yilian was in excruciating pain from the injury to her anus. The penis beneath her felt like a red-hot iron rod, thrusting deep into her tender rectum. Normally, she could grit her teeth and bear the pain, but now, as she was actively serving him from behind, the penis's movements were like grinding against her wound. She could only endure it for a short while before she could no longer bear it.

Yin Fulan laughed, "Since it's deflowering, some pain is inevitable. Just bear with it. If you can't take it, I'll help you." With that, she teasingly pressed a few acupoints on He Yilian's body with her jade-like fingers.

He Yilian felt a slight numbness in her lower body; the tearing pain dulled, and the penis's movements felt like a warm current flowing through her buttocks. She let out a breath, her body, tense from the pain, relaxing. Then, she strained her waist and knees, vigorously twisting her hips, using her anus like a vagina to manipulate her master's penis.

Cheng Zongyang could see clearly from behind that Yin Fulan had only sealed He Yilian's acupoints, cutting off her pain; the injured anus was still bleeding profusely. Ironically, because she couldn't feel the pain, He Yilian didn't avoid the injured area, and the bleeding increased even more.

It had to be admitted that this beautiful young woman's anus was indeed excellent; her tender anus gripped the penis, the soft intestinal walls tightly enveloping the shaft, providing intense pleasure with each thrust. Her white, luscious buttocks rose and fell like a smooth snowball on her waist, the tender anus between her buttocks, swollen and open from the penetration, blood constantly overflowing, splattering onto the snowy flesh between her buttocks. He Yilian was a mature woman, but now, with her pink buttocks raised high, her lower body resembling a virgin's bloodied and disheveled state, she only fueled the man's lust. If this continued, He Yilian would surely suffer greatly from the illusion of no pain.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness under her buttocks as a hand supported her. He Yilian turned around in surprise, only to see her young master looking perfectly normal. Then, his penis slid forward and entered her honeyed orifice. The feeling of fullness in her lower body made He Yilian let out a soft gasp, and her body involuntarily tightened.

He Yilian's slender legs came together, her snow-white buttocks rising and falling in her master's arms, splashing out drops of honey-like fluid. Pure physical pleasure washed over her like waves, making He Yilian almost forget the pain of her anus being deflowered.

In her dazed state, He Yilian suddenly realized that the penis was moving in and out rhythmically, the frequency of its thrusts gradually synchronizing with her breathing. As the penis moved, a suction force gradually came, as if it were drawing her honeyed orifice in, followed by a surge of mixed sensations entering her body.

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