【Crystal Coffin】(1)

Chapter 1 Grandpa's Notes

The blurry light gradually cleared, and a familiar fragrance entered my nostrils. Slowly opening

my eyes, where was I? It was a large bed, with golden curtains, golden sheets, a golden quilt, and

that familiar fragrance. But where was I? Why was I lying here?

And…who am I? Who am I? My mind was a jumbled mess. Who am I? I

couldn't remember .

I immediately sat up, trying to get out of bed. But I felt a sharp pain in my lower back, and with a painful groan,

I fell back onto the bed. I tried to move my waist; it seemed I had twisted it. Just as I was about to try to sit up on my side,

the bed curtains were lifted. A handsome face appeared beside the bed.

"Ah, Your Majesty, you're awake?"

"Your Majesty?" Startled, I looked up and clearly saw the speaker, but I

was stunned . What a beautiful face! A slightly round face, smooth skin

bathed in a captivating golden light from the reflection of the bed curtains. Beneath her arched eyebrows were a pair of dark eyes that gleamed with a cunning light.

A straight nose divided her delicate face in two, below which lay a pair of alluring crimson lips.

I was mesmerized by her gaze, and embarrassed, I lowered my head, covering my mouth with my hand and whispering, "Your Majesty, please don't

look at me like that. You were looking at me like that when you were teasing me earlier..."

"Your Majesty?" I snapped back to reality, shouting, "What did you call me? Say it again!"

As I tried to sit up, I forgot about my twisted back, and a sharp pain in my waist caused me to fall back

onto the bed, involuntarily letting out a cry of "Ouch!"

This startled her quite a bit. She quickly came over to support me, saying, "Your Majesty, how are you?

I told you that playing like that would hurt your health, but you insisted on doing it. Are you alright? Should I go

and call the imperial physician?" She tried to get up, but I quickly pulled her back, ignoring my back pain, because her

words shocked me far more than the pain in my waist.

"Wait, don't go yet. What did you just say?"

"I was going to call the imperial physician for you."

"No, who did you say would call the imperial physician?"

"Of course, it's me. It's just us here."

"Then what did you say your name was?"

"I..." Now it was her turn to be shocked. Her beautiful eyes stared intently at me, and suddenly tears welled up.

"Your Majesty, I know my sins..." she choked out.

Goodness, (why are all the women in my novels so prone to crying?) This startled me. I'm

most afraid of women crying in front of me, especially such a beautiful woman. Sigh? I think I'm starting to remember who I am

... I am... Yes, yes, I seem to be... Just as I was about to grasp

something , she suddenly got out of bed and knelt down on the floor with a thud. Well, I was just thinking of

something, and she ruined it all. How infuriating! A surge of anger welled up inside me, and I yelled,

"What's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling there? Get up right now!" I tried to sit up, but then

forgot about my poor back. I think I heard a thud, and after a sharp pain, I had to lie back down heavily

on the bed with a loud groan.

This trick seems to work, even if it comes at a high price. She immediately stopped crying, scrambled to her feet, and rushed to my side,

asking with concern, "Your Majesty, how are you? Where are you hurt? It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Your Majesty..."

Seeing her concerned expression and her tear-streaked face, all my anger vanished, leaving only

the excruciating pain

My voice trembled as I stammered, "My back... my back..." She seemed terrified, quickly taking out a golden handkerchief to wipe my sweat. A fragrant breeze

wafted into my nostrils with her touch—it felt so good. I gradually relaxed, and the pain in my lower back

lessened . Strangely, my consciousness began to blur, and my vision gradually focused only on her beautiful face.

But her smile seemed a little strange, like...like...

I had a dream, a very long dream, but I can't remember the details. I only remember that at the end, I

felt like someone was choking me, unable to breathe, and then I suddenly woke up, feeling incredibly short of breath. I opened my eyes

but couldn't see anything clearly, only a golden expanse. I felt something pressing down on me, and

a soft, squishy thing was sealing my mouth – no wonder I was having trouble breathing.

I quickly pushed it off and looked closely. Good heavens! A voluptuous

beauty was sitting naked on top of me, her face flushed and her breathing rapid, her loose hair obscuring her eyes.

Her breasts heaved with each violent movement, creating alluring waves. A lascivious moan escaped her lips,

"Ah...ah...your is so big...I'm going to heaven!"

My senses gradually returned, and a surge of stimulation came from my groin. Looking down, I saw my

manhood was gone, completely absorbed by the beauty's vagina. All I could

see was the tangled hair of our lower abdomens. My penis felt an unprecedented stimulation,

enveloped by layers of warm, moist flesh. I could feel the folds of her vagina brushing against

my sensitive areas like a soft brush.

Before I could even process my situation, I felt a jolt of electricity coursing through my groin, and every muscle in my body

tensed. I knew I was about to ejaculate. Instinct made me suddenly sit up, quickly grabbing her and pinning her beneath me

. Startled, she seemed about to say something when I began my rapid thrusting.

The words that came out were increasingly lewd cries: "What are you doing... ah... so good... I'm going to fly

... I'm going to fly!"

I felt like a machine; my mind was blank. I just wanted to fuck

the beauty , relentlessly! Relentlessly! Watching her head thrashing about, uttering meaningless

words, I felt my glans tremble. Just then, I saw her face clearly. She was the beautiful woman

who had called herself "Yu Huan" earlier, and I remembered her calling me "Your Majesty." "Your Majesty, Yu Huan... wait,

could it be..." A scream interrupted my thoughts. Suddenly, her entire body tensed, her breasts thrusting high.

Her breasts rippled with a beautiful yet lascivious wave as her body trembled.

She reached her climax, her vagina contracting wildly. My already erect penis couldn't withstand the

stimulation ; a sudden jolt shot through my lower back, and a gush of hot semen erupted, my mind going blank. After a while,

my ejaculation showed no signs of stopping, continuing to flow as if a vacuum pump inside her vagina

was trying to suck up every last drop of my semen. I didn't have time to think anymore; the extreme pleasure made me want to keep

my penis inside this gentle haven forever, ejaculating endlessly…

The journal ended there; the last few pages were torn out.

I quietly closed the old, yellowed journal in my hand. The cover read "Learn from Dazhai in Agriculture,"

followed by a large "Award." Next was my grandfather's strong, powerful signature, "Ren Jianjun."

This was my grandfather's journal, recording many events from his life. He was an

archaeologist , but before liberation, his real profession was "tomb raiding," colloquially known as "tomb robber." After liberation,

due to the severe crackdown on the trafficking of cultural relics, my grandfather had to give up and instead did some small

business .

When my grandfather was thirty, an ancient tomb was unearthed during the construction of a primary school in our county. At that time, due to a shortage of

archaeological personnel, the county decided to find some tomb robbers like my grandfather to assist the archaeological team in their

excavation work. Because of his outstanding performance, my grandfather became a big name in the local archaeological community (he was a professional, after all),

and was recommended to study at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University in the province, where he learned to read and write and was exposed to a lot of real archaeological

knowledge .

Later, I heard that after graduating from university, he joined the provincial archaeological team, and then for more than ten years, he had no contact with his family. My grandmother

thought he had died. But one day, my grandfather suddenly returned, which

startled , because she heard that when he returned, he looked like a refugee, dressed in tattered clothes, covered in sores

, and emaciated. He passed away a few days after arriving home, and the only thing he had was this notebook in my hand. Grandma

couldn't read or write and didn't know what it was, so she put it in the attic of our old house.

Last year, when Grandma passed away, I found it while cleaning out her things. Out of curiosity, I flipped through it

and discovered that the beginning was filled with Grandpa's archaeological experiences. At the end, it seemed he had discovered a very important

tomb, but that section appeared to have been torn out, leaving only the above-mentioned erotic description.

This description had no ending; the following pages were all torn out.

I've always been puzzled. It's not unusual for Grandpa to record his work in his journal, but

why would there be this erotic description at the end? It has nothing to do with archaeology. Did

Grandpa copy this from an erotic novel? It seems to be about the relationship between Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Yang Guifei?

Haha, everyone has their passionate moments. Grandpa didn't watch porn

back then, and he couldn't go to "sex bars," so he probably only had erotic novels to relieve his boredom, haha.

Thinking about this, I shook my head and looked around. I'm currently in a small teahouse outside the Hero Mountain Antique

Market . I'm here today because of a phone call from my second uncle.

My hometown is in Jinan, and I'm currently studying at university there—coincidentally, I'm majoring in archaeology.

A few days ago, my second uncle called to say he was back in Jinan and wanted to see me. But at the end of the call, he

specifically asked about Grandpa's notebook, which I said was with me. He then insisted that I

bring it to him so he could see it. I didn't think much of it; maybe my second uncle had been away for a long time and missed my grandfather.

Speaking of my second uncle, he's quite a character. When he was young, he was a notorious troublemaker in the village,

always fighting and getting into trouble. My grandmother couldn't control him at all, but when my grandfather was still alive,

he doted on this son, never scolding or beating him, and often taking him on long trips, sometimes

for months at a time. My father always said that the old man was biased.

Later, after my grandfather passed away, my second uncle joined the army. After being discharged from the army, Grandma found my second uncle a job as

a driver , but he wasn't the type to stay put. Within two months, he was driving the company car off, which

resulted in a public outcry and my grandma and dad being dragged into the mess.

He was gone for ten years. When he finally returned, wow, he drove a BMW into the village!

The day after he arrived, he bought Grandma and Dad each a new house, replacing all the furniture and appliances. Rumors spread

in he was dealing drugs… Later, he said he was making money in business and now

owned a multinational trading company in Beijing. But since that trip home, I've rarely seen him. He's a

busy boss, after all. This time, I was a little flattered when he suddenly called me.

"Dog!" A loud voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up and saw a tall figure rushing towards me. It was my second uncle.

He immediately gave me a warm hug. Ouch, it was so

strong! My second uncle is almost fifty, but he's still so strong . After exchanging pleasantries, we sat down facing each other. He ordered a pot of Tieguanyin tea. Taking advantage of this moment,

I carefully observed my second uncle, whom I hadn't seen for several years. He was almost fifty, but his back was still

ramrod straight, and there wasn't an ounce of fat on his stomach. His face was ruddy, and his hair was still thick and black. At first glance, he looked like he was only in his early thirties.

"You stinky dog, what are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen your handsome second uncle before?" Heh, his voice was still

like thunder, drawing everyone in the teahouse to our side. Then, my second uncle's eyes changed. His previously

playful face suddenly filled with murderous intent. He glanced around, and those who were looking at us all

shrank back in fear.

This startled me. I'm a pale-faced scholar who's rarely been in a fight; I'd never

seen anything like this before.

My second uncle glanced around before his gaze returned to my face. Seeing my astonished expression, his face immediately returned to its usual stern

tone. "You brat, what are you staring at?" I finally snapped out of it and stammered, "Uncle... I'm twenty years old already, and you're still calling me by my childhood nickname in

public ..." 　　"Hahaha!" Another deafening burst of laughter erupted, but this time I figured no one would dare look at me anymore. "You brat, no matter how old you get, you'll always be my brat. Speaking of which, back in the day, your dad..."

"Hey, who's Gouzi?" A sweet, coquettish voice interrupted my second uncle's conversation.

I looked up and, oh my god, a beautiful figure in red stood gracefully beside our table. She had

long, wavy hair and a fair, oval face lightly made up. Her large, bright eyes were full of playful

amusement . She wore a red trench coat, the thick fabric seemingly unable to conceal the ample bosom

threatening to burst forth from her chest. A short red skirt with a white mink trim edge encircled her lower body, and flesh-colored fur trousers couldn't hide

the beautiful curves of her thighs. High-heeled boots further accentuated her tall and sexy figure.

My second uncle's smile deepened when he saw her.

"Oh, Han Ning, you're here! Come, have a seat." He said, offering the seat next to him. After Han

Ning sat down, she clung to her second uncle's arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Godfather, what's this 'dog' you're talking about?"

Her second uncle gestured towards me with his chin, and she looked at me, then laughed. Oh my god, that sweet laugh

melted my bones.

"Godfather, if this fair-skinned, handsome young man is a dog, then I'd rather be a female dog, hehe."

"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? He's still a student, don't corrupt the child."

"Hehe, Godfather, you're so mean! I'm still a child, it's all because of you, Godfather, you have to

make it up to me!"

Seeing her clinging to my second uncle, I actually felt a little jealous. After trying to avert my gaze from Han Ning's

chest , I coughed awkwardly.

My second uncle then realized what was happening, gave Han Ning a sheepish push, and then said, "Hey...hehe, let me

introduce you, Han Ning, my goddaughter, Ren Tianxiang, my nephew, nicknamed 'Dog'." This made Han Ning

giggle again. After laughing, she extended her slender hand and said, "Han Ning, female, 19 years old, Tujia ethnicity,

single " She emphasized the word "single.

" I was completely captivated by her appearance and demeanor, and mechanically reached out to shake her hand. My goodness

, that hand was so soft and boneless, the smooth skin as alluring as her laughter, leaving my

mind in a daze.

"Uh...uh...Ren Tianxiang,...male...well...Han ethnicity..."

Seeing my stammering, Han Ning burst into laughter again. Now I was truly

embarrassed , lowering my head and feeling my face burning...Sigh, how embarrassing! Now I finally understand

that old saying: "When you see a beautiful woman, you can't walk straight."

"Hehe, Godfather, your nephew is so cute! Why didn't you introduce him to her sooner?"

"Go away, go away! A grown woman acting so improperly all the time, be careful you won't be able to get married."

"If I can't get married, I'll just cling to you for life, Godfather..."

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. We have serious business to attend to, Gouzi, Gouzi."

Hearing my second uncle call me, I looked up and found Han Ning looking at me with a smile in her eyes. I quickly avoided

her gaze.

"Second Uncle, what's wrong?"

"I asked you to bring my father's notebook, did you bring it?"

"Oh," I remembered that. "I brought it." I was about to hand the notebook to my second uncle when I remembered

the erotic description in the notebook. I glanced at Han Ning and said to my second uncle, "You, you want to read it here?"

"Hurry up and bring it here, don't be so fussy." With that, she snatched the notebook from me and

started reading.

Han Ning, curious, leaned closer to see what it was. Afraid she'd be embarrassed if she saw that description,

I called out, "Second Uncle… um…"

Second Uncle glanced up at me, then his expression suddenly changed, staring at my back. He immediately tucked the notebook into

his pocket, nervously lowered his head, and whispered something to Han Ning. Han Ning also looked up at my

back, her smile vanishing, replaced by a calm and resolute expression.

I was puzzled by their change, so I turned to look back.

This was the second floor of the teahouse, with a few scattered customers. Four or five customers were going upstairs,

seemingly unremarkable. So I turned around, only to find that Second Uncle and Han Ning were gone. Just

then, I heard a commotion downstairs. I quickly looked out the window, and lo and behold, I saw Second Uncle and Han

Ning land the instant they touched the ground. Second Uncle executed a graceful crouch, then nimbly stood up, grabbed the just-steady Han Ning,

and they ran . Huh? What the hell is going on? What the hell? Did they jump out of the window directly?

Before I could react, several shouts came from behind: "They've run away! Chase them!"

"There's another one! Catch him first!"

I saw two of the guests who were going upstairs rushing towards me, while the rest

hurriedly went downstairs. Just as I was about to ask, one of the men who pounced on me grabbed my wrist and twisted it.

Somehow, a strong force surged through me, and I involuntarily turned around. Then I felt a knee slam into my back.

Damn, it hurt like hell! I tried to scream, but before I could even make a sound, my head was slammed into

a chair, and my scream turned into a soft groan. I struggled desperately, but

the hand gripping my wrist was like a vise, as if it wanted to crush my bones, and the knee on my back was pressing down so hard I

could hardly breathe .

Then, I felt a sharp pain on my scalp; it looked like someone was grabbing my hair. A hand pulled my head

up . I finally got a chance to catch my breath. After taking a deep breath, I yelled, "What are you doing?

Who are you? What do you want? Trying to rob me in broad daylight? Anyone around here, call 110?!"

*Slap!* A loud slap landed on my face. I felt half my cheek go numb instantly, and my mouth

tasted blood… Ugh, that was a hard hit.

"Call the police, kid, you're really good at pretending!" They said, pulling out something shiny and flashing it in front of my eyes

. Holy crap! Isn't that the badge of a "People's Police"?! I was completely stunned.

I didn't even know how they handcuffed me or how they took me downstairs. When I came to my senses, they had already

dragged me out of the teahouse. We were walking down a small alley. I could see a police car parked outside the alley.

"Officer, you've arrested the wrong person! I'm innocent! I'm just a college student, I didn't do anything!

I have my student ID and national ID with me, you can see for yourselves! Officer, you've really arrested the wrong person, I really

didn't do anything ..."

"Slap!" Another slap landed. My other cheek is probably swollen now, and the pain brought

tears .

"You son of a bitch, still not behaving yourself? Come back to the station and we'll talk! You can say whatever you want inside

, we're not afraid you won't!"

I was completely stunned. What the hell was going on? This morning I was a bright young student

enjoying the sunshine in the classroom, and this afternoon I'm a criminal with both cheeks swollen like buns? The

contrast was too much!

Just as I was about to speak, a red figure suddenly descended from the sky. I heard the policeman on my left yell

, as if he'd been hit. Then the policeman on my right shoved me back and reached for his gun.

At that moment , the red figure suddenly rushed in front of him, and I realized it was Han Ning! Han Ning ducked,

grabbed the policeman's right hand as he reached for his gun, and then twisted his waist, delivering a beautiful palm strike to the policeman's chin.

A muffled cry came from the policeman's mouth. Before the police could retaliate, Han Ning grabbed

the officer turned, and executed a clean over-the-shoulder throw. The officer's large body

slammed to the ground with a dull thud. The officer didn't move.

The whole thing took only a few seconds. I was staring in disbelief at the scene when Han Ning rushed over, grabbed

my handcuffs, and lifted me up. "What are you standing there for, you idiot? Come with me!"

I didn't understand what was happening at all; I just felt that Han Ning was right, so I

started running. Just as we exited the alley, a Santana sped up and came to a smooth stop

in front of Han Ning and me. The door opened, and I saw my second uncle inside. A wave of grievance washed over me, and I wanted to call out to him, but

before I could even open my mouth, Han Ning shoved me into the back seat and slammed the door shut. My second uncle floored the gas pedal, and

the car roared to life. It sped away.

The car raced along, leaving the city in less than forty minutes. I kept asking my second uncle

what was going on the way, but he wouldn't say a word. Eventually, he seemed annoyed and beckoned to Han Ning.

The little girl understood and pressed on my temple for some reason. I then drifted off to sleep.

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