The Legend of the Grand Mansion: The Tale of Love and Lust (Complete)

Located on the shores of Bilu Lake in Zhanjiang, Jiangxi Province, stands a magnificent manor with nine courtyards and six buildings on each side.
This is the renowned Nangong family, considered
the foremost family in Jiangnan during the Five Dynasties period. Having withstood over seven hundred years of trials and tribulations, the Nangong family's continued strength is truly
remarkable.
The Nangong family is not only a powerful martial arts clan but also wields considerable influence both within and outside the imperial court.
When the current emperor was the crown prince in the Imperial Library, the head of the library was Nangong De, the current head of the Nangong family. Nangong
De is remarkably mature beyond his years, having already reached the second rank in the imperial court by the age of thirty.
He is enjoying great success and a bright future. Nangong De is upright and honest, highly regarded by both the previous and current emperors, who have kept him in the capital as
an official. Therefore, the entire Nangong family estate is only maintained by a few servants and is practically uninhabited.
The Nangong family lived in Wending Hutong in the western suburbs of Beijing. Although it was called a hutong (alley), it
was practically their only residence.
This was mainly because Nangong De sought peace and quiet. The hutong was lined with lush green bamboo,
which Nangong De loved; he was quite averse to flowers and grasses.
The hutong had only two gates. Nangong De's house was near the entrance. He was a kind and honest
man, holding a high-ranking official position, yet his house was small—a two-courtyard house with only seven rooms in total.
The Nangong family was remarkably quiet; the couple had only one child, a son and a daughter.
These two children were their precious darlings, and they doted on them immensely. Even a minor ailment would cause the couple
to panic. Once, when their daughter fell ill, Nangong De was so anxious that he became delirious and, while speaking to the Crown Prince, even mentioned
Li Bai of the Song Dynasty and Wang Anshi of the Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, the Crown Prince, being kind-hearted, didn't punish him; otherwise, it
would have been a heinous crime.
Frankly, there was nothing that could be done; the Nangong family
was simply not very large. The ancestral tablets of the Nangong family dwindled with each generation. Back in the day, the Nangong family's ancestor had twenty-seven sons, not counting daughters
. At that time, the Nangong family was truly prosperous.
But by Nangong De's generation, he was the only son among the nine branches. He became the treasure of the Nangong family.
Therefore, the ancestor arranged his marriage early, and his wife was already betrothed. The Nangong family, fearing that outsiders
wouldn't be able to influence the marriage, arranged for all of Nangong De's cousins to marry him. In total, he had nine wives and fifteen
concubines. But Nangong De was capable; with so many wives, he only had two children. How could he not love them dearly?
Despite the pain, Nangong De never spoiled his children; the rules of the Nangong family were extremely strict. Nangong
De was strict with his two children, as they were the only
hope of the entire Nangong family.
The siblings were born of the same mother, who was originally Nangong De's youngest cousin. Their maternal grandfather was
Lai Wenhui, the Minister of Justice. Nangong De couldn't bear to part with his two children and insisted on keeping them by his side. Naturally, their mother
also came to the capital with them. Moreover, the capital was originally where her family lived. Coming together would
provide mutual support. In addition, three maids lived there, each serving the couple and their young master and mistress
.
Nangong De's son had just turned ten this year; he was exceptionally intelligent, but a little mischievous.
Everyone in the Nangong family pinned their hopes on this young master.
Back when the child was born, the patriarch of the Nangong family invited Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain to
tell the child's fortune. This was a testament to the Nangong family's prestige; Zhang Tianshi was the leader of Taoism
, the national advisor of the country, and most people would find it difficult to even meet him.
Zhang Tianshi spent three days and three nights meticulously calculating the child's birth date and time, finally telling the patriarch that
the child was indeed destined for many wives and concubines, and a large family with many children, but there was one condition: like his father, strangers
could not enter the family.
Upon hearing this, the patriarch immediately summoned his men to convey a message to all relatives: from this day forward
, all the girls in the Nangong family would be betrothed.
Although the patriarch's words were somewhat domineering, the Nangong family's wealth was the envy of all their relatives,
and everyone wanted a share. So they all agreed. However, after counting on his fingers
, the patriarch realized that only five or six girls were truly suitable to marry into the family.
This was because the time he arranged a marriage for Nangong De had been so ruthless, almost
wiping out all the relatives who could be married off. These five or six girls were descendants of those few who had escaped the net back then. Thinking of this
, the patriarch gritted his teeth and decided to disregard everything. After all, this child only had one older sister, who was untouchable. As for the others, he didn't care about
their degree of kinship, whether they shared the same surname or not; as long as they were daughters of relatives, they would be betrothed. After much effort, he managed to
gather about ten girls.
But this wasn't enough. The patriarch issued the highest directive of the Nangong family—an emergency mobilization
order. The content was simple: give birth! Give birth to boys to prepare for the next generation; give birth to girls, and order them all.
Originally, the matriarch wanted to keep her grandson by her side, intending to marry him as soon as he reached the appropriate age. However, Nangong
De disagreed, fearing the matriarch would spoil the child. So, he fled overnight, taking the child to the capital.
Before leaving, besides his two children, their mother, and three well-behaved maids
, Nangong De only took one thing: ancestral tablets. Of course, with
over a hundred tablets representing the twenty-two generations of the Nangong family's ancestors, Nangong De couldn't take them all; he only
took the twenty-two tablets directly related to him.
After arriving in the capital and settling in Wending Hutong, Nangong De had a shrine built there
specifically to enshrine the ancestral tablets. The shrine's main gate was located at the very end of the hutong.
Because the craftsmen in the capital had never built an ancestral hall before, they built
this strange, hybrid structure for Nangong De in the style of a traditional courtyard house. Nangong De, being a man of good manners, wasn't angry. Since the extra
rooms were empty anyway, he set up a bed in one of them and would occasionally come here to stay for a couple of days to have some peace and
quiet.
Besides enshrining ancestors, this ancestral hall also served another purpose: it was the place for family discipline. Nangong De preferred
peace and quiet, and disciplining children was absolutely forbidden indoors. The children's crying and fussing would give him a headache and annoy him
. So, if he needed to discipline a child, he would do it in the ancestral hall. Let the child cry and fuss as much as they wanted; it was
the ancestors who were being disturbed, not him.
Of course, as a gentleman, he wouldn't personally discipline the children; that was
done by their mothers. Nangong De was extremely insistent on this. First, servants couldn't discipline their masters, as that
would disrupt the established order. Second, older sisters couldn't discipline their younger brothers; after all, there was a difference between men and women, and men were superior to women. Although there was
a saying that the eldest sister was like a mother, and the eldest sister-in-law was like a mother, that was only true after one's own death.
In fact, this rule didn't apply to anyone else; it was entirely set up for his beloved son.
Speaking of this precious son, Nangong De was both proud and troubled.
What made Nangong De proud was that his son was exceptionally intelligent, excelling in both literature and martial arts. He entered school at the age of seven and passed the imperial examination at the county level a year ago.
His son had also gained a deep understanding of the family's martial arts, far surpassing his own abilities at that age.
Moreover, two years ago, the renowned physician Luo Lai took a liking to his precious son and insisted on taking him as his apprentice. And Luo Lai's prediction proved correct; the boy possessed a profound understanding of medicine. Now, Luo 　　Lai would tell everyone how intelligent and skilled
his apprentice was , which brought him great pride. 　　 However, Nangong De wasn't overly concerned about whether his son could learn medicine, as the Nangong family 　　had no need to rely on medicine for a living. What pleased Nangong De was that Luo Lai readily agreed to guarantee his son's 　　good health and many children. In fact, it was the latter part of the promise that he truly hoped the physician would agree to. After all, it was 　　better to seek the help of a miraculous healer than to pray to some ethereal, unseen Guanyin. 　　 So, Nangong De could say he had nothing to worry about, nothing to fret about. However, 　　now, he had one thing that was quite troubling, a problem that was causing him great distress. 　　 The situation was this: a couple of days ago, someone came to deliver a gift. According to custom, family members would absolutely not accept it 　　. But the visitor lied, claiming it was from his wife's family. His wife, without careful inspection, actually accepted it. 　　 Although the matter was eventually resolved and the gift returned, according to custom, his wife had made a serious blunder and 　　must be severely punished to prevent a similar incident from happening again. 　　 But thinking back, his wife had never made a mistake in all these years with him, and besides, this incident was 　　understandable, since the other party had lied, so he couldn't entirely blame his wife. He remembered that his wife had married him at fourteen, and because 　　she was young, she was only a concubine at that time. However, a year later, she gave birth to a daughter, and only then was she made 　　his wife. Two years later, she gave birth to a son, a great contributor to the Nangong family, and she was also 　　known for her intelligence and good manners. He'd never made a mistake before, but this time... 　　 Thinking about it, he couldn't bring himself to punish such a good wife, especially with the two children 　　pleading for her. His heart was made of flesh and blood, and he truly couldn't bring himself to do it. But 　　the rules of the Nangong family couldn't be broken; without rules, there's no order. If he let her off this time because the children pleaded, 　　what would happen next time when one of the little devils caused trouble? The rules couldn't be changed. 　　 The rules couldn't be changed, but Nangong De himself couldn't bring himself to do it. He knew it was absolutely unacceptable for servants to beat their grandmother, 　　and he didn't want to do it himself. After much deliberation, he decided to let his son do it. A mother and son are of one heart; 　　surely he wouldn't actually beat his mother severely. Then, he would let the mother and son stay in the ancestral hall for a month, 　　without needing servants to attend to them. He could just let his son take care of his mother, which would be a good explanation to others—that his mother was recuperating 　　. This way, the rules of the Nangong family would be upheld. 　　 Having made up his mind, Nangong De summoned his son and told his beloved son, 　　Nangong Yun, everything. 　　 Nangong Yun, with a mournful face, pleaded desperately for his mother's life, until he saw his father's resolute attitude and reluctantly agreed 　　. 　　 In 　　 the ancestral hall deep in the alley, a ten-year-old boy was busily setting things up. 　　 He brought over a reclining chair and secured it firmly to the eaves of the courtyard with thick hemp rope 　　. On the reclining chair were three whips, quite crudely made, simply 　　knotted at one end of the hemp rope and then untied, leaving a loose, bushy bunch. 　　 Each whip was of varying thickness; the two thicker ones were about the width of two fingers held together, with five knots tied in each direction 　　. Each knot was about an inch wide. The thinner one was only about the thickness of a finger, but had 　　a fist-sized knot at the end. All three whips were bristly and looked more like brooms. 　　 Two leather straps hung high under the eaves, near the back of the recliner. 　　 With a soft thud, the courtyard gate opened. Nangong De walked in, followed by Yun'er 　　's mother, Bingqing Yunu (Jade Water Heart). Bingqing Yunu looked aggrieved, pouting as she 　　followed Nangong De in, dawdling along. 　　 Yun'er's mother was very young; she was only fourteen when she married into the Nangong family. She 　　 was only sixteen when she gave birth to Yun'er. Ten years had passed in a flash, and her son had grown so much, while she was only 　　twenty-six, still quite a distance from thirty. 　　 Usually, when disciplining her son, she was quite the mother, but today, she hadn't expected to 　　have to scold him, which made her feel uneasy. 　　 Moreover, she still felt deeply aggrieved. 　　 Entering the ancestral hall, the two immediately noticed Yun'er's arrangements. Nangong De glanced at 　　the three whips resting on the recliner and nodded; it suited him perfectly. These whips would at most cause a slight itch, not any 　　pain, and his beloved wife wouldn't suffer. 　　 Thinking this, he gave his wife a push from behind, bringing her in front of Yun'er, and said, "Yun'er, 　　you've grown up now and should understand. You should also understand the rules of our Nangong family's grand mansion, and the ancestors'..."

"Before family rules, all descendants must abide by them; no one is exempt. These rules aren't just for you.
Look, your mother broke the rules and will be punished too. Alright, I'm leaving your mother with you. I'm leaving."
After saying this, Nangong De turned and left, leaving the mother and son looking at each other.
For some reason, Yu Shuixin suddenly felt embarrassed. After a long while, she blushed
and asked her son, "Yun'er, what should we do next?"
"Mother, lie down first." Yun'er guided his mother to lie face down on the recliner. However,
the way Yun'er had his mother lie down was quite strange. She wasn't lying on the seat of the recliner, but on the
backrest, her whole body pressed tightly against the upturned backrest, her body slightly arched, and
her buttocks sticking up high.
Yu Shuixin had no idea what her son was up to, but according to the rules of the Nangong family, she had
no right to ask and could only obediently follow Yun'er's instructions.
Once Yu Shuixin was dressed, Yun'er lifted her by the buttocks, causing her lower abdomen to detach
from the recliner and dangle in mid-air. Her two long, slender legs hung there, swaying back and forth.
Yu Shuixin felt extremely uncomfortable being manipulated by her son, but she couldn't resist and could only submit to his will
.
Yun'er then produced several leather straps from somewhere, using one to
tightly bind his mother's arms behind her back, and then using another long leather strap to firmly tie his mother, who was tightly bound behind her back, to
the back of the chair. Then, he spread his mother's legs apart and tied them to the back of the chair, one on each side, but
not inside. Yu Shuixin's legs could swing freely, but she couldn't close them.
Yu Shuixin was completely confused by her son and had no idea what he was trying to do.
Seeing that everything was ready, Yun'er placed his hand on his mother's soft buttocks and gently kneaded them.
This filled Yu Shuixin with shame and indignation. She couldn't believe her own son would humiliate her like this.
Blushing, she scolded, "Yun'er, what are you doing? When you come down, I won't
let you off!"
Yun'er remained unmoved. He continued kneading his mother's buttocks, even giving them
a light pinch. Then, he slowly slipped his hand inside his mother's waistband, pulled
out her undergarment, and pushed her top up above her waist.
Yu Shuixin's slender waist was completely exposed. Her snow-white, pink skin, with a faint blush,
was truly like water and jade, crystal clear.
Yun'er didn't stop there. He gripped his mother's waistband tightly and slowly pulled her pants down,
completely exposing Yu Shuixin's smooth, soft abdomen. Even
a wisp of dark hair peeked out from the gap in the tightly bound belt.
Yu Shuixin panicked. Seeing her son's actions,
she realized Yun'er wasn't just joking; he was serious. Although Yu Shuixin didn't believe her tiny son would actually
rape her, even letting this little thing strip her naked and play with her was
something she couldn't accept. If it really came to that, how could she face her
son afterward? How could she discipline this mischievous, audacious brat?
Yu Shuixin initially wanted to scream for help, hoping to summon her husband to give this unfilial son a good scolding.
However, Yun'er's words dispelled all her thoughts.
Yun'er said slowly and deliberately, "Mother, call out twice, louder so Father can hear too.
When he gets here and sees this, I wonder what he'll think?"
Hearing her son's words, Yu Shui thought carefully. She knew she couldn't summon her husband. He was extremely
concerned with his reputation, and the rules of the Nangong family were particularly strict. Even if he
saved her in her current state, he would likely treat her coldly afterward. After all, he had over twenty wives. Moreover
, what would happen to her precious son if she summoned him?
Although she was strict with her son, she didn't want anything to happen to him. If her husband
found out about Yun'er's behavior, according to the Nangong family's rules, her precious son would definitely be dead. It
would be like tearing her own heart out! It would also cause the Nangong family line to end, making her
a sinner of the Nangong family.
Thinking this, Yu Shui gritted her teeth. Since her son had already put her in bed, she'd let him
do as he pleased. At most, she'd give him a good scolding later to teach him a lesson.
Yun'er didn't care what his mother thought. He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, removed
the cork stopper sealed with red wax, and poured out a sticky, thick, slippery
ointment.
Yun'er casually spread the ointment evenly on his mother's exposed waist and abdomen. While carefully
applying the ointment, Yun'er gently massaged the smooth skin. When he reached the abdomen, Yun'er
gently circled his mother's navel with his fingers, filling
the shallow, fragrant navel with a thick layer of ointment. Then, he carefully spread the ointment evenly over the entire abdomen.
When he applied the ointment to her waistband, Yun'er slowly slipped his greasy hand into it. He
gently tugged at the dense thicket of pubic hair below her abdomen.
Yu Shuixin, tightly bound to the chair back, felt as if her son had applied something to her
body. At first, she didn't feel anything special, but slowly, she felt
a burning desire rising in her lower abdomen. This desire raged restlessly within her, scorching her
body and tormenting her mind.
Seeing his mother's face flushed red and her body trembling slightly, Yun'er knew that his
aphrodisiac was quite effective. This was the result of two years of diligent study and practice under the divine physician, and the effect
was naturally very satisfying.
Yun'er's hand, which had been kneading his mother's slender waist, gradually slid down her upturned buttocks, while his other
hand, which had been stroking her abdomen, also slid down to her private parts.
Through the thin trousers his mother wore, Yun'er could clearly see the riding towel tied underneath.
He pressed his left thumb firmly against his mother's anus, while his right thumb gently scraped her
genitals. At the same time, both hands continuously kneaded and patted.
These techniques were all learned by Yun'er from the book "The Orchid Manual," which had originally
been left by a lecherous thief. When he was about to be executed, he used it to bribe the executioner to lessen his suffering.
The executioner couldn't understand it, so he gave it to Yun'er.
And Yun'er was exceptionally intelligent; how could he not understand such a thing? Moreover, his master was a legendary physician;
his understanding of medicine and human anatomy far exceeded the methods recorded in the book.
Since obtaining this erotic book, he had put in a lot of effort, especially in acquiring
the necessary condition for being a lecherous thief—a large, thick penis. He had racked his brains trying everything: herbal cultivation
methods, surgical grafting, internal alchemy, and external martial arts enhancement methods. His master had
all sorts of precious medicinal herbs, so the conditions were perfect. Now, whenever he saw his own enormous member, a foot long and as thick as a child's arm
, he felt extremely proud. With such a treasure, what woman could escape his grasp
? Under the combined assault and torment from
both
above and below, the pure and innocent maiden Yu Shuixin had completely collapsed. Her hair was disheveled,
her eyes unfocused, she was panting heavily, and her body was slumped against the back of the chair, sticky with sweat. She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed since the beginning of her marriage; she had never experienced such intense 　　climaxing
since her marriage . 　　 Thinking of her husband's rigid nature, he had never understood the pleasures of intimacy, and due to 　　the rules of the Nangong family, she couldn't take the initiative. So, despite their deep affection, 　　her husband could never satisfy her in bed. 　　 She never imagined her own son could be so skilled, bringing her to multiple orgasms with just his hands, leaving her 　　breathless with pleasure. This intoxicating sensation was something she had never experienced before. At this moment, the pure and innocent Yu 　　Shui Xin had long since abandoned her initial shyness. If it weren't for the fear of being discovered, she would have already 　　been moaning softly. 　　 Yun'er was starting to get bored. He gradually felt that simply touching his mother's private parts through her pants wasn't 　　enough. 　　 He wanted to strip his mother naked and see what the place that had given birth to him looked like 　　. 　　 However, he felt uneasy and uncomfortable, as if something was amiss. 　　He knew it was wrong, but on one hand, ever since obtaining the book, he had developed a strong desire for women's bodies 　　; on the other hand, he resented his mother's constant targeting and scolding. Now, with this opportunity 　　, he wanted to get revenge. However, revenge aside, he never considered breaking 　　the bond between mother and son. 　　 He hesitated, unsure if he should continue. 　　 Yun'er looked at his mother's wet crotch, as if she had wet herself, and 　　the perfect, alluring lines of her body clearly outlined by the fabric clinging tightly to her thighs. Yun'er felt his blood 　　surging. He couldn't care less anymore; he rushed forward and unbuckled his mother's belt, pulling her pants down to 　　her ankles. 　　 His mother's high, white, pink buttocks were completely exposed before him. Beneath her mother's body 　　, only a bright red riding towel tightly covered her mysterious and beautiful place, the 　　place where it all began. Looking at this alluring sight, how could Yun'er remain calm? His manhood was already erect and 　　throbbing with rage. 　　 He gently removed his mother's last line of defense—the red towel. His mother's most secret place was completely 　　presented before Yun'er's eyes. It was so captivating. Yun'er wondered if his father had ever seen this exquisite 　　sight. Thinking of this, a little jealousy welled up in his young heart. 　　 Yun'er leaned forward and gently licked his mother's beautiful and alluring vulva with his tongue. A rich fragrance wafted from the vulva . 　　Yun'er teased his mother's delicate clitoris with the tip of his tongue, his left hand still pressing on his mother's anus, but this 　　time he slowly inserted his thumb into her anus. These were also techniques taught in that book. 　　 The pure and innocent girl, Yu Shuixin, had never imagined such a way of playing. When her son's finger pierced her anus 　　, Yu Shuixin froze, followed by a swelling sensation rising from below. 　　 However, along with this swelling sensation came an unusually intense pleasure that nearly made her 　　faint. This novel and intense stimulation caused Yu Shuixin to let out a soft cry. 　　 The cry startled Yun'er; he realized that if his father heard, he would be in serious 　　trouble. 　　 Yun'er looked around and spotted the riding towel draped around his mother's waist. 　　 He picked it up and saw that it was completely soaked with his mother's vaginal fluids, slippery 　　, sticky, and viscous. But Yun'er didn't think much of it. He walked to his mother, gently lifted her 　　chin, and stuffed the wet towel into her mouth. 　　 The pure and innocent Yu Shuixin was completely bewildered when her son approached, carrying her riding towel, 　　and stuffed the filthy towel into her mouth. The pungent 　　, fishy smell of semen emanating from the towel sent a chill down Yu Shuixin's spine. She quickly lowered her head, and in that instant, she caught sight of Yun'er's erect and 　　enormous genitals. 　　 Yu Shuixin trembled; she immediately understood her impending doom. 　　 She shook her head frantically, desperately trying to break free of the ropes, straining her tongue to push the towel out of her mouth. All 　　she wanted was to scream for help, even if it meant being scorned by her husband, she absolutely did not want her son to rape her.

"Filthy! That's an act that subverts all morality!"
Yun'er watched as his mother spat out the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, and he couldn't help but feel angry
. He picked up the belt from the ground and tightly tied it around his mother's mouth, along with the handkerchief. Then he went around
to his mother's buttocks; he was no longer worried that she could cry for help.
Yun'er took out the porcelain bottle again. This time, however, he took out three
chopsticks with thick cotton balls wrapped around their ends. He inserted the three cotton balls into the porcelain bottle and stirred them for a long time. When the chopsticks were pulled out of the bottle
, the three cotton balls on top were covered with a thick layer of ointment.
Yun'er carefully held one end of the chopsticks and gently inserted the cotton balls, which were covered with aphrodisiac ointment, into
the three natural orifices under his mother's body.
Seeing chopsticks inserted into her mother's urethra, vagina, and anus,
moving up and down and side to side with the contractions and churning of her mother's flesh, Yun'er found it extremely amusing.
As the chopsticks moved faster and faster, the pure and innocent girl's heart began to tremble violently.
Thick streams of nectar gushed from her tightly closed vagina, not much in quantity but quite dense, like
long, sticky spider silk dripping onto the ground.
Seeing this, Yun'er could no longer restrain himself. He yanked out the cotton ball inserted into her vagina,
thrusting his raging member tightly against his mother's narrow vaginal opening.
Yun'er had never seen her manhood so thick and strong before. The enormous glans was swollen and
purplish-red, as large as a lingzhi mushroom. The shaft was also much thicker and longer than usual, at least twelve
inches long and about the size of a bowl. The scrotum was like a water-filled sac, heavy and bulging
.
Yun'er slowly and forcefully inserted her genitals into her mother's vagina.
Her mother must have rarely had sex, so despite having given birth, it was still tight and narrow. The rapidly undulating vaginal
muscles tightly enveloped Yun'er's large member, and the feeling was simply wonderful.
Yun'er was once again immersed in the pleasure of returning to her mother's embrace, and
mixed with this pleasure was a sense of satisfaction, a satisfaction filled with the desire to conquer.
Yun'er never imagined that after ten years, she would have the opportunity to return to this place. This was truly the greatest joy in her life
, especially since this trip home was so incredibly comfortable. Friends and relatives he'd only met once before
were embracing him tightly, escorting him to the door of his old home.
But now the door was firmly shut. Yun'er pondered how to open it and
get back into the warm room where he'd lived for ten months. Until he found a good way, he
could only visit his neighbors.
Thinking this, Yun'er slowly began to thrust harder,
pulling out completely each time he withdrew, then thrusting in as deeply as possible. When he could go no further
, he rubbed his enormous glans against the soft cavity five or six times.
Even so, Yun'er was still quite dissatisfied with a large portion of his penis remaining outside. So he
vented his pent-up desire on his mother's tender vulva and delicate anus. He used his finger techniques, teasing,
plucking, and probing, employing every known method of arousing desire and tormenting women,
on his own mother.
The poor, pure and innocent Yu Shui Xin was cruelly violated by her own son. Yun'er's actions went
beyond mere rape; they were downright self-degradation.
Yu Shui Xin's heart was bleeding, but her body was incredibly weak. This
intense stimulation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, caused her immense pain, yet also intense pleasure.
The sharp pain from Yun'er's enormous penis forcibly stretching her vagina
was no different from the pain she had endured when giving birth to Yun'er. However, this time, besides the pain, what was even more unbearable
was the relentless surge of sexual desire.
The boundless pleasure brought her to the peak of ecstasy; if it weren't for the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth, she
would have screamed out loud.
The intense pleasure pushed Yu Shuixin to countless orgasms. Yu Shuixin herself lost count of how
many times she had climaxed.
Now, apart from that one spot, her body felt
completely numb, as if the rest of her body had left her.
If it weren't for the unique and superior internal energy cultivation method of the Nangong family, which always protected her
heart at crucial moments, she would have perished long ago amidst the tidal waves of orgasms.
However, even with her superior internal energy and profound cultivation method, being played with like this by her son
was quickly taking its toll.
Yun'er, who was also thrusting, began to notice his mother's abnormal reactions. He felt that his mother's previously violently
trembling lower body was becoming increasingly weak, her body was gradually growing cold, and her once tight muscles were relaxing
. Especially during each orgasm, his mother's reactions were becoming increasingly subdued.
Especially recently, although her mother had ejaculated profusely, apart from a
couple of contractions in the vaginal muscles, there was almost no other reaction.
Seeing this, Yun'er knew that her mother was about to pass out. Yun'er stopped her frantic thrusting and used
the technique described in the book. She slowly inserted her penis into the bottom of her mother's vagina, pressing the large glans tightly against
her cervix.
With a rapid rotation, a thick stream of white semen quickly filled her mother's vagina. Because there was
so much, a lot of the semen overflowed from the tightly joined area and flowed down her mother's abdomen. Stimulated
by Yun'er's hot semen, the previously exhausted Yu Shuixin suddenly convulsed,
and the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced caused this highly skilled and peerless heroine to
faint instantly.
After releasing all his semen, Yun'er
pulled out the two chopsticks that had been inserted into his mother's anus and urethra. He removed the cotton ball from the top of the chopsticks and,
together with the cotton ball that had been inserted into her vagina earlier, rolled them into a large cotton ball the size of an egg. Then, Yun'er carefully and slowly
withdrew his penis from his mother's vagina.
Once his penis was completely out of her vagina, Yun'er immediately stuffed the cotton ball back in. Then,
he took out a bright red plaster from his pocket and used it to firmly seal his mother's vagina, along with the cotton ball inside
. Next, he loosened the leather ropes binding his mother's legs and lifted them up, suspending them high under the eaves
. His mother's entire body was almost hanging upside down, naked from the waist down.
Looking at this extremely lewd scene, Yun'er was extremely pleased.
The Grand Mansion (Legend of Clouds and Rain) Part 4
After seeing his mother fall into a deep sleep, Nangong Yun went straight back to the room he had prepared, leaving his mother
hanging upside down under the eaves. He knew his father would definitely not come here in the next few days, and his father would also keep a close eye on his sister
, ensuring she wouldn't have a chance to visit their mother. Therefore, he wasn't afraid of being exposed.
However, what to do with his mother was a major headache for Yun'er. He hadn't even thought it through before
having sex with her. Knowing his mother's temper, she would definitely feel ashamed to face his father afterwards, and if things went wrong, she might
even commit suicide.
Yun'er sat inside the room, looking through the window at his mother hanging upside down under the eaves. Her lewd appearance
aroused Yun'er, but despite the arousal, he knew his mother was severely injured and couldn't bear his further
defilement. After all, his mother had never been played with like this before. This repeated ejaculation had greatly depleted her vital energy.
If it weren't for her profound internal strength, she would probably have already perished.
Yun'er couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Although he was still young, his libido was unusually strong
. His mother, in her current state, simply couldn't satisfy his desires. While her internal strength was good, her inner
charm was limited. Therefore, she could only suppress her lust, not knowing how to harmonize yin and yang to achieve
harmony. Even with abundant yin, her body couldn't withstand such endless depletion.
To enable his mother to withstand his lust, he had to teach her the principles of yin and yang. But this was
easier said than done. Even without mutual affection, the principles of yin and yang required mutual consent, so his mother
needed to have the initiative. Otherwise, it was impossible to achieve harmony. However, given his mother's temperament,
she might be able to endure passively, but getting her to actively respond was highly unlikely. If he could achieve this,
then there would be no need to worry about his mother taking her own life.
Thinking of this, Yun'er quickly devised a plan, and the little guy began preparations
.
After two or three hours of busy work, everything was finally ready, and by then it was quite late.
Early the next morning, Yun'er took her mother, who had been hanging under the eaves all day, down and carried her back to her
room. Hanging outside all day, her mother's body was cold, and the stains on her lower body had long since dried, leaving only
a white, raw mark. Her once pink vulva was now swollen and red from yesterday's ordeal,
and her mother's once snow-white and tender legs were pale from being suspended for so long.
Because of the severe injuries sustained yesterday, her mother remained unconscious, which made things much easier for Yun'er. Yun'er
casually stripped her mother of her clothes, revealing a perfectly sculpted body. She was
so surprised by her mother's beauty that the little girl was almost mesmerized.
Perhaps due to her martial arts training, despite having given birth to a son and a daughter, Yu Shui Xin's breasts
remained firm, like two perfectly sculpted jade peaks, their two pink nipples a striking contrast
. It was truly beautiful.
If Yun'er felt any regret, it was that his mother's breasts weren't full enough in his eyes. However,
this didn't matter; he was confident he could transform them into his desired shape. Of course,
there were other parts of his mother's body that he wasn't entirely satisfied with and needed modification.
In fact, Yu Shui Xin truly lived up to her nickname—"Pure and Elegant Maiden"—she was indeed a graceful, petite
woman, not particularly voluptuous, and because of her martial arts training from a young age, her body was more robust than the average woman
.
The woman Yun'er preferred was one with a soft body, a mass of soft flesh to the touch, boneless,
the kind of woman whose buttocks would ripple with a gentle pat. Of course, full and well-proportioned breasts were also absolutely
essential. After carefully examining his mother's body, Yun'er picked up the cowhide 　　shoulder strap he
had prepared beforehand and helped her put it on. He had spent a long time figuring this out. Yun'er 　　tightly bound his mother's arms behind her back, so she wouldn't have to worry about him escaping. 　　 Next, Yun'er took out the jar of ointment he had prepared beforehand. He had spent the entire night brewing it 　　, and it was only just finished this morning. This stuff was called "Fire Scorpion Ointment," but everyone called it "Living 　　Torture," meaning that those who used it suffered a fate worse than death, yet couldn't die, only endure the torment. 　　 This stuff was originally used by the Tianle Sect to punish traitors. Since the collapse of the Tianle Sect, 　　the formula for this medicine had disappeared. Yun'er had only seen it by chance in one of his master's medical books 　　. 　　 He had previously tested its effects on prisoners in jail behind his master's and father's backs, and thus knew that 　　it could cause unbearable itching, a fate worse than death. Moreover, this intense itching sensation would linger in the body year-round 　　, requiring frequent use of antidotes to neutralize it. 　　 Yun'er used a chopstick wrapped with cotton to thickly coat the cotton with the ointment, then carefully and 　　evenly applied it to his mother's genitals, buttocks, and breasts. Of course, 　　Yun'er didn't overlook the three acupoints on his mother's lower body either. 　　 After applying the ointment and seeing that it had completely penetrated the skin, Yun'er 　　took a towel and rubbed it all over his mother's body, not wanting to get any on himself.

The medicine was indeed effective. Her mother, who had been completely unresponsive, soon
writhed in agony after the medicine was applied. Fortunately, Yun'er had tightly bound her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed beforehand. Sure
enough, her mother regained consciousness shortly afterward.
Frankly, all of this was like a nightmare for Yu Shuixin. She felt
as if a thousand ants were biting her all over, or as if countless feathers were gently scratching her heart. The excruciating itching
made her feel like she was dying.
Of course, when Yu Shuixin saw her son standing excitedly to the side, and
knowing she was bound like this, she knew it was his doing.
This unbearable itching was simply unbearable. If it weren't for the gag in her mouth
, she would have already bitten her tongue and committed suicide. But now, she could only endure this terrible torment.
Yun'er watched with great interest from the beginning, waiting for his mother to completely break down. He
had already tried it several times; those who used this drug would quickly collapse. At that point, he
could do whatever he wanted. How many of the notorious bandits' treasures and secret manuals in prison had ended up in his hands this way?
Therefore, Yun'er waited for his mother's collapse.
Actually, it didn't take long. Although Bing Qing Yu Nu Yu Shui Xin was a highly skilled martial artist,
as the young mistress of the Nangong family, she had never suffered any hardship. Besides, even those fearless bandits couldn't endure
the torture; how could her delicate body withstand it?
Therefore, when Yun'er held the bamboo stick she usually used to punish him, saying that a good spanking
would relieve the itching, and asking if she was willing to be beaten, this
mother nodded vigorously. Now, as long as it stopped the itching, she was willing to be branded with a hot iron.
Hearing this satisfactory answer, Yun'er was overjoyed. However, this mischievous little fellow wouldn't
let his mother off easily. He turned her over and struck her buttocks repeatedly with the bamboo stick, each strike leaving
a purplish-red mark on her fair and tender bottom.
For Yu Shuixin, the pain of each strike was real, but much better than the itch
.
Seeing that his mother had adapted to this situation, Yun'er began to play tricks. He raised the bamboo stick high
and gently brought it down, always hitting the same spot.
This made Yu Shuixin, lying on the bed being beaten, feel extremely uncomfortable. Without the pain,
the unbearable itching was unbearable. Moreover, there were so many itchy spots; hitting the same place only
made the others itch more. Unable to endure it any longer, the pure and beautiful girl had to shift her buttocks, trying to direct the stick
to the most unbearably itchy areas.
Seeing his mother shift her buttocks to accommodate his paddle, Yun'er was overjoyed. He
simply untied his mother's legs, which were bound to the edge of the bed, giving her more room to move. Seeing his mother's buttocks sticking out, waiting for
him to strike her with the paddle, Yun'er was ecstatic.
Seeing that the first step of his plan had succeeded, Yun'er felt it was time to move on to the second step. So he
secretly applied some antidote to his mother's already completely swollen buttocks. Then he whispered in his mother's ear
, "Mother, you can't be whipped with the bamboo paddle inside. If you want to make things easier down there,
then you have to let me do as I please. If you're willing, nod your head."
Yun'er nervously watched his mother until he saw his own mother blush and gently nod, then he immediately
turned his head away and buried his face in the pillow.
Yun'er was overjoyed. He turned his mother around and used his fingers
, coated with the antidote, to manipulate her three vital acupoints for a while. After applying some antidote to her breasts as well, and confirming that his mother
was no longer in as much pain as before, Yun'er whispered a set of internal energy incantations in her ear.
This incantation was called the "Joyful Mantra," an internal energy secret manual left behind by the immortal of Changbai Mountain. It was infinitely profound
, the highest mental cultivation method of Taoist Yin-Yang harmony. Yun'er had accidentally obtained this manual from a prisoner
, who, unaware of its value, merely regarded this infinitely profound mental cultivation method as a form of erotic art, which benefited
Yun'er.
Under her son's coercion, the pure and beautiful maiden Yu Shuixin had no choice but to practice this mental cultivation method.
Yun'er was quite surprised to see his mother so obedient. Just in case, he naturally
forced her to drink the aphrodisiac he had prepared beforehand. To make things easier later, he
removed the handkerchief from her mouth and replaced it with a rather amusing gag he had designed himself. This gag prevented her
from completely closing her mouth, thus preventing her from biting her tongue to commit suicide, while still allowing her to eat and speak. Of course, to
prevent her moans from attracting her father and sister, Yun'er also covered her mouth with another towel.
With everything prepared, Yun'er applied aphrodisiac to his mother's genitals and the three orifices, then
laid her body flat on the bed and pounced on her.
At first, Yu Shuixin, pinned beneath her son and subjected to his wanton violation, felt some sadness and despair
. However, as the drug took effect and her son's skillful techniques brought her to
the peak of pleasure time and time again—a pleasure she had never experienced before.
Of course, yesterday's adultery was far more intense and unbearable than today's, but because it was
a forced rape against her will, yesterday's pleasure was mixed with intense pain. Moreover, Yun'er was clearly venting his frustrations yesterday, and therefore
didn't care about her at all.
Today was completely different. Although he still forced her into intercourse through various means, she had personally
promised her son that he
could do as he pleased. Furthermore, Yun'er was gentle and considerate this time, a stark contrast to his fierce demeanor yesterday. Therefore, today she only enjoyed the pleasure of sex without feeling any pain. In addition, with that
strange mental technique, each time she activated it, she seemed to gain a new understanding of sexual intercourse. Unconsciously,
she automatically responded to her son's movements. Although this made Yu Shui Xin feel incredibly embarrassed
, deep down, she longed for this feeling not to end too quickly.
As Yun'er freely explored her mother's body, she increasingly felt that her mother beneath her was no longer a block of
ice; the ice was beginning to melt. Her mother was slowly beginning to reciprocate, which spurred Yun'er to use even more elaborate methods to
please her mother physically. Of course, the Ice Pure Jade Maiden, experiencing the ultimate pleasure for the first time
, was no match for Yun'er. Her ability to endure for so long was entirely due to the "Joyful Technique." The internal energy cultivation methods of the Nangong family
were profound and mysterious, and the Ice Pure Jade Maiden, having practiced them for many years, had mastered their essence. The "Joyful Technique," being tailored to her,
was naturally a natural outcome for the Ice Pure Jade Maiden, whose internal energy was already profound. After mastering the "Joyful Technique,"
the Jade Water Heart's Yin acupoint naturally generated an inward suction force, drawing in the Yang energy leaking from Yun'er and harmonizing her own
Yin energy.
Yun'er also benefited greatly from her mother; her mother's internal energy was far stronger than his, and her
pure Yin energy was extremely beneficial to him.
Although this "pleasure technique" benefited Yun'er considerably, the little guy, being greedy, was still not entirely
satisfied. Furthermore, because Yun'er's genitals were a foot long, they couldn't be fully inserted, which also displeased him
. In fact, he had long wanted to try a new trick, and everything was ready.
Therefore, Yun'er thrust in and out dozens of times, causing his mother to ejaculate again, before rolling off her
.
Bingqing Yu Nu thought her beloved son was satisfied and had let her go, but unexpectedly, Yun'er brought two more
strange things. Yu Shui Xin was now terrified of her son's oddities.
Yun'er ignored his mother's horrified expression. He casually parted his mother's legs, touched her
swollen vulva, and then inserted the long stick he was holding. The stick was actually made of soft
, resilient bamboo wrapped around a layer of intestines.
Yun'er had read in a medical book about how to make a thin membrane sheath from intestines to prevent pregnancy
. While Yun'er wasn't interested in contraception, she was fascinated by the sheath itself. So
she made a sheath about a foot and a half long. The rod, on the other hand, was something unscrupulous midwives used for abortions.
Yun'er had never done this before, but everything went smoothly. She carefully pulled the rod
out of her mother's vagina, leaving the sheath end inside the uterus. After finishing, Yun'er
mounted her again.
The pure and innocent girl, having been
manipulated by her son for so long, had no idea what he wanted. However, accustomed to being controlled by him, she didn't refuse his advances. What puzzled her was
why her son was wearing the sheath this time. Although she found this strange, the intense
pleasure quickly overwhelmed her.
Just as Yu Shuixin was about to rest after another climax, preparing for the next round of intense pleasure
, she suddenly felt Yun'er not withdrawing from her vagina at all. On the contrary, this time Yun'er was desperately
pushing against the depths of her vagina, as if trying to pierce through her.
Just as the pure and beautiful girl felt a throbbing, painful, sore, and itchy sensation, and was extremely uncomfortable, suddenly,
accompanied by a tearing pain, she felt Yun'er's huge penis break through her vaginal opening and
thrust deep into her uterus. An unprecedentedly intense sensation rushed to Yu Shuixin's head, and intense pleasure
was accompanied by waves of dizziness.
What Yun'er felt was that as he broke through his mother's vaginal opening, his mother's whole body suddenly
tensed up extremely, a tension far beyond what he felt during a normal orgasm. At the same time, thick streams
of vaginal fluid surged into his dantian through his mother's and his mother's connected lower body.
The yin essence was so thick and dense that he couldn't harmonize it all at once. Yun'er absolutely
dared not let this true yin leak out; he knew it was his mother's vital essence, and if it leaked, his mother would surely die
. Yun'er never imagined he would cause such a disaster.
In desperation, Yun'er could only do his utmost, using the "Joyful Life Technique" to continuously harmonize yin and yang, and constantly
sending his own true yang into his mother's body. The massive influx of vital essence and
the true essence that gathered in his dantian after harmonization filled Yun'er's five meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, as well as the Ren and Du meridians, to the brim. His mother beneath him
was clearly on the verge of death.
Just as Yun'er was extremely anxious, suddenly, with a sudden throbbing in the Tanzhong and Yuzhen acupoints,
the internal energy and true essence throughout his body surged like a wild horse,
completely opening up the acupoints and meridians that were previously unable to fully open. The excess true energy that couldn't be released flowed through
the penis inserted into her mother's body, pouring into her uterus.
Yun'er clearly felt his mother's body tremble, and her previously depleted vitality seemed to be nourished by rain and dew
, regaining its vigorous life force. Seeing this, Yun'er further activated the "Joyful Technique,"
pouring streams of true energy into his mother's body, while his mother's original essence was completely absorbed by Yun'er.
Having opened the gates of heaven and earth, Yun'er felt no fatigue. He repeatedly refined the essence into true
energy and returned it to his mother's body, and each absorption and infusion caused his mother to tremble violently. After
dissolving all the primordial essence, Yun'er still felt unsatisfied. He groped around
for a while on his mother's tightly connected vagina, her swollen buttocks, and her breasts, before thrusting forward and ejaculating a stream of hot, thick semen
into her womb, filling the place where he had lived for ten months.
After ejaculating, Yun'er collapsed into his mother's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when Yun'er woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.
He pulled his penis out of his mother's body. As he withdrew, some semen leaked out, which he quickly plugged with cotton balls
.
In the morning, Yun'er practiced martial arts as usual, but the sudden surge of internal energy was completely beyond his
control. Before he could even finish a set of punches, the force of his palm strikes had already shattered many roof tiles.
Yun'er didn't know whether to be happy or sad, knowing that he absolutely couldn't fool his father in this state.
Before that, it seemed she needed to learn how to freely control her internal energy. And for internal energy cultivation,
the only person she could consult now was her mother, Bingqing Yunu.
Thinking of her mother, Yun'er naturally thought she needed to get her under control as soon as possible.
Yun'er returned to her room and picked up the bottle of ointment again…
Time flew by, and half a month passed quickly.
Bingqing Yunu, about to escape her suffering, felt extremely strange; she didn't want to leave this place that
had brought her immense pain and unparalleled joy. After these two weeks of training, she was completely inseparable from her
beloved son.
This was partly due to the ointment that terrified her, but even more so because of the
unimaginable pleasure Yun'er brought her. Of course, some of her son's demands were still unacceptable to her; she didn't like
those things. But because her body was now firmly under her son's control, she had no choice but to accept
them.
Bingqing Yunu stood neatly dressed at the door, waiting for her husband's arrival. Of course, the room had already been
cleaned up, and there was absolutely no trace of the previous alteration. However, the semen filling her anus and
the plug inserted into her rectum made Yu Shuixin feel extremely uncomfortable, which was
the most repulsive aspect of her son's strange fetishes.
She could tolerate the aphrodisiacs and sheep's eye rings, but the act of inserting a penis into her throat
and forcibly raping her anus, and the forced penetration that made her feel like she was dying, were all things that Bing Qing Yu Nu
was unwilling to do, but Yun'er particularly enjoyed playing these games.
Of course, what Bing Qing Yu Nu found most unbearable were the excruciating ointment, the daily
beatings, and Yun'er's modifications to her body.
The unbearable, inhumanly itchy ointment had turned her into a slave to her son. As long as
Yun'er used it to threaten her, she would disregard all dignity, decency, and morality.
She could endure any lewd, filthy, or shameless act. Because of this ointment, she had become a complete
sex slave, a sex toy for her son to manipulate at will.
The daily beatings only added to her shame, because under her son's influence
, she actually enjoyed the feeling of being beaten. This filled her with deep sorrow; she never imagined she had fallen to such
a state.
Of course, what worried Bingqing Yunu most was the change in her body. Due to the ointment and other
aphrodisiacs, as well as Yun'er's relentless rubbing
, her muscles had atrophied considerably. Her once firm and slender body was now
delicate and soft, and her breasts had swollen like fermented buns.
What was even more humiliating was that, under the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, frequent sexual intercourse, and Yun'er's deliberate manipulation, her
genitals had become highly erect, and her labia were much thicker than before. Most shamefully, her clitoris
was now swollen to the size of a grape. If she were to have intercourse with her husband in this state, he might discover something amiss.
And once he noticed something was wrong, he could simply turn on the light and examine her entire body, immediately discovering many
problems. At that point, she would be doomed.
Despite her anxiety, she could only take it one step at a time, helplessly awaiting her
impending fate.
However, unexpectedly, things went exceptionally smoothly. After all, Nangong De was usually very reserved in his sexual activity.
Before Yun'er was born, he followed a rule of once every two weeks. But since the arrival of his precious Yun'er
, Nangong De had no such plans, and therefore might not have intercourse with his wife even once every six months. Thus,
no one discovered anything amiss.
It would be strange if Yun'er, with such diligent efforts, didn't reap any rewards. Therefore, a
month later, when Yu Shuixin discovered her period hadn't arrived as expected, she knew she was definitely pregnant.
Yu Shuixin was at a loss about what to do. She dared not tell her husband, who
hadn't touched her for over a month; that wouldn't be convincing. Therefore, Yu Shuixin had to ask her son for advice.
Springtime in October in Yangzhou is truly wonderful. Not to mention the beautiful scenery along the Grand Canal,
even the small city of Jiangdu in the southwest of Yangzhou is bustling with people.
Jiangdu benefits from Yangzhou's influence; this small county town is not much less developed than large cities like Zhenjiang and Changzhou
, especially its waterways, which are exceptionally busy. As the saying goes, "If you don't disembark in Yangzhou, you can leisurely cruise around Jiangdu."
Almost everyone arriving in Yangzhou disembarked in Jiangdu, including rice transported from the Taihu Lake region of southern Jiangsu and Zhejiang,
sea salt from Yancheng in the north, and medicinal herbs and utensils from Huizhou in the west.
Jiangdu was a treasure trove, as it faced Zhenjiang Prefecture but was under the jurisdiction of Yangzhou Prefecture, making it
a place controlled by both sides yet ultimately beyond their control.
The reason for this is interesting.
Jiangdu was close to Zhenjiang, so historically, local security and household management were under Zhenjiang's jurisdiction. However, since Jiangdu belonged to Yangzhou Prefecture,
taxes and levies were collected by Yangzhou. Zhenjiang offered no benefits, while Yangzhou offered substantial profits without any responsibility.
Who would willingly accept such a situation?
Therefore, Jiangdu became a no-man's-land.
Without official jurisdiction, various forces naturally flourished in this haven .
Prostitution, gambling, and human trafficking were openly practiced. All sorts of people from different social classes also
established their own branches here. As a result, gang fights broke out every few days.
However, despite the fighting, the brothers from different factions still respected the rules, knowing that if the pots were spilled, no one would get food,
and therefore harassing the local people was forbidden. Because of this, the people living here were more comfortable than in other places.
To the south of Jiangdu City lay the Yangtze River, across which was Zhenjiang, while to the east of the city was the Grand Canal.
A north-south waterway flanking an east-west canal—with two auspicious waterways protecting it, how could it not prosper?
Therefore, Jiangdu was full of money and wealthy old men.
Along the canal lined boat brothels, a unique sight in Jiangdu. The river was clean, and there were few fees...
If the tax on brothels was too high, a small boat could easily take them to Jiaxing, Tongzhou, or Changzhou.
However, the brothels in Jiangdu couldn't compare to those in Yangzhou; they were all leftovers.
Yangzhou had six red-light districts, plus ten miles of scenic beauty along the Grand Canal, a place where the upper class lingered.
The prostitutes there sold their art three-tenths of their wealth and their bodies seven-tenths, emphasizing the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Jiangdu was wealthy, but its inhabitants were mostly江湖江湖豪侠 (jianghu heroes) or landlords with no real artistic knowledge
. Therefore, the prostitutes there didn't follow that route; they focused on playing musical instruments and singing. Some even had to be
proficient in singing, reciting, sitting, and fighting—that was real skill, honed through countless trials. Without the experience of being ridden and slept with by thousands two or three years ago,
it would be impossible to hone such pure skills.
Among the thousands of beauties in Jiangdu, whose fragrance filled the air, the one with the most solid and complete skills, truly the queen of courtesans,
was Miss Bao of the Tianbao Inn.
This Miss Bao was nineteen years old this year, but she was already famous throughout Jiangdu, known as "The Three Killers of the Mysterious Woman."
Why is she called that? It's because Miss Bao can drink at the table, gamble on stage, and be skilled in bed—hence the nickname "
Triple Killer."
Her drinking prowess is legendary; she can drink three jin (a unit of weight) of
liquor without getting drunk. Once, the Shandong swordsman Bai Luo passed through Jiangdu and challenged Miss Bao to a drinking contest. Miss Bao was indeed left drowsy and drunk, but the unworthy Shandong swordsman
became a "dead, rotten shrimp." He was carried off the Tianbao ship and lay alone in the open on the dock for three whole
days. From then on, no one dared mention "drinking contests" in front of Miss Bao.
As for gambling, Miss Bao is even more formidable. The gambling king Xuan Yuan Jingguang slept on the Tianbao ship for three months, not only
throwing his million-dollar fortune into it but also passing on his gambling skills to Miss Bao. How could the disciple of a gambling king be anything less than exceptional?
As for her skill in bed, that goes without saying. She has mastered every part of a woman's body that can please a man
.
Besides, Miss Bao also possessed exceptional flexibility, not the kind found in ordinary martial arts circles. Her
skill wasn't just about bone flexibility; her body was covered in soft, supple flesh that could be easily pinched, leaving a dent
.
Unlike other prostitutes, although Miss Bao served countless clients daily—anyone with money
could sleep with her—her vagina was unlike the dark, ugly state of those worn-out prostitutes. On the contrary ,
it was smoother and more delicate than that of a virgin.
In Jiangdu, everyone knew that any man who encountered Miss Bao would be reduced to a pulp within three rounds
. With just a little effort, Miss Bao could render any strong man helpless. Therefore,
no man who slept with Miss Bao could walk off upright, no one could afford to stay overnight, and no
man could ever book her entire brothel.
The most interesting point is this last one. It wasn't that no one could afford to book the entire place, but rather that Miss Bao herself
refused. She didn't care about the money; she wanted men. She had plenty of money. Everyone in Jiangdu knew Miss Bao
was worth tens of millions; she was the richest woman in the city. A prostitute who had reached that level should have quit while she was ahead, especially since she
wasn't being forced by a stay-at-home mother. But Miss Bao continued in this line of work, and she was even engaging in the lowest level of prostitution: "heated kang
, non-stop service." This was the lowest and most despised position in the prostitution world. Why? Because
Miss Bao had a huge addiction.
To this day, no one has been known to have satisfied Miss Bao's desires.
Back then, the mountain bandit king of Tianluo Mountain, forty miles outside Jiangdu, heard that Miss Bao was exceptionally beautiful and incredibly wealthy
, so he kidnapped her. Unexpectedly, less than half a month later, the bandit king solemnly escorted
Bao back to Jiangdu City with great fanfare. According to onlookers, the bandits were all emaciated,
their steps unsteady, and they looked barely better than the dead.
From then on, none of the bandits dared to make a move on Bao. Bao's reputation
grew even more renowned.
Therefore, when the patrons heard that Bao had booked the entire place for a distinguished client, refusing to see anyone else,
everyone was astonished. This was a rare occurrence; who had the connections to book Bao's entire place?
The patrons, of course, didn't know who it was, but the crew on the boat knew perfectly well.
However, they couldn't understand how the young man who had booked the entire place could be so powerful.
Ever since they had gotten into Bao's bed the day before, the sounds of her moans had never ceased from her boudoir
.
These crew members were familiar with these sounds, so they could immediately tell whether it was real or not. All that before
was an act, but later, it was real.
Bao-guniang had never experienced anything real before; was this time really that pleasurable? That child was so skilled. The moaning
continued all day, until Bao-guniang's voice became hoarse. Finally, she had no strength left to moan
. This was unprecedented; did that child have three heads and six arms?
Inside the room, on a large mahogany bed, two people were sitting and clinging to each other.
The one sitting was a child, gently and slowly kneading the beautiful woman lying before him.
His soft, pink flesh was being caressed by the mischievous little fellow, who used his right index and middle fingers to tease the
swollen, red mound of flesh between her legs, occasionally digging his fingers into the two rosy nipples.
His technique was skillful and delicate, almost unbelievable for a child.
The beautiful woman lying on the bed, though aroused by the child's teasing, simply
didn't have the strength to endure the storm of pleasure any longer.
"If you love playing around so much, why don't you marry me?" Bao asked.
"You bring that up again, aren't you annoying?" Yun'er dug and pried hard twice, making Bao
scream.
"Ouch, easy, easy, why won't you? Is it because of those two women you brought that I'm supposed to train for you?
The younger one is your sister, right? You two look exactly alike. And the older one, is she your mother? Your
face looks a lot like hers."
Hearing this, Yun'er slapped Bao's snow-white buttocks hard: "You little
bitch, you have sharp eyes. To keep this a secret, I'll have to rape you to death in bed. Don't blame me."
"I'd really be willing to let you rape me to death, but why won't you marry me? If you marry me, I promise to keep
my mouth shut. I also have a lot of wealth, which I'll give you along with this body. You won't suffer any loss."
Yun'er slapped her buttocks hard again. "I don't care about your money from selling your body. I
can't even count my own money."
Bao-guniang believed Yun'er's words. After all, when he arrived, he took out
20,000 taels of silver and booked the entire pleasure boat. Such a gesture was quite generous.
"Then why won't you marry me? Do you think I'm dirty?"
"No, it's not that. I don't care about being dirty. Hey, my birth date and time limit me. Strangers can't
enter. Do you understand?"
"Hehe, strangers can't enter? Then you can enter your own mother. You're too capable. But I don't care
. Have you ever heard of 'eighteen heads, twenty-four feet, thirty-eight roadside perverts'?" Bao-guniang said.
"You're willing to be a roadside prostitute?" Yun'er was confused. "Then why should I marry you?
Aren't you already a roadside prostitute?"
"Who said I'm a roadside prostitute? I'm willing to be a foot, isn't that enough? Not only a foot, but a foot without a title, just
a bare foot, okay? I'll be your bed-cushion maid. If you're willing, tomorrow I'll summon Ding Bao and
have a document of sale written. Is that alright?"
"A bed-cushion maid? That's somewhat acceptable, but are you willing to give up all of this? You're
living quite comfortably now, why would you make yourself suffer?"
"You agreed! That's wonderful, Master! You don't know... No one has ever been able to subdue me like you
. I've found my true master. Women are born lowly, relying on
their two mouths. As long as the upper mouth has some beauty, it's not difficult to fill it. But the lower mouth, that's a
different story. Today is the first time I've been truly satisfied."
"I think you've had enough to eat," Yun'er continued to rub Bao's snow-white buttocks.
"Master, how should I treat your mother?" Bao asked.
"I brought my mother and sister here to learn those things in bed. Once we're in bed, you're
the master. What's so difficult about that? Starting tomorrow, tell the servants to bring another big bed. For the next
month, we won't get out of bed. We'll eat and drink in bed."
"Oh, I'm afraid the three of us will be exhausted by you in a month. By the way,
what are you and your mother planning to do in the future? Why don't you just stay on this boat? I'll make sure the boat goes all the way down to Jiujiang, and no one will bother us anymore
," Bao asked, bowing slightly.
"No way. To tell you the truth, I am the young master of the Nangong family. If my family wants to find someone, you
have nowhere to hide," Yun'er said.
"Then, then you still dare to be with your mother?" Bao asked in surprise when Yun'er revealed his identity.
"It's already done, I've even gotten my mother pregnant, what more can I do? Just abandon her?"
"That's alright, the pregnancy can be terminated..."
Before Bao-guniang could finish speaking, Yun'er interrupted her, "That won't do. The Nangong family is small and
weak; harming their own bloodline will bring retribution."
Hearing this, Bao-guniang thought to herself, "Does sleeping with my own mother and getting her pregnant mean
there won't be retribution?"
"So what do you plan to do?" Bao-guniang asked.
"I've already thought about it. Anyway, my family loves me, and I'm their only heir. As long as I take care of all the mothers in the family
, that'll be fine. Everyone can cover it up, and everything will be alright," Yun'er said.
"You, you're really something! You think your father's green hat isn't big enough? You want to make him an even
bigger one?"
"Hey, my father is such a waste! He has so many beauties, it's such a pity to leave them all alone
. Why don't I come and show my filial piety? And maybe leave some blood for the Nangong family." Yun'er said seriously.
"You wish!" Bao-guniang spat at Yun'er.
"Hehe, not only do I wish, I'll be even more beautiful." With that, Yun'er parted Bao-guniang's legs and leaped
onto her.
A soft moan followed, then a plea for mercy, and then only a seductive, alluring murmur rang
out.
On the water, a beautifully decorated double-roofed pleasure boat was slowly sailing towards Huangshan.
As for why Yun'er left the capital and came to this brothel, it was because he heard from his own mother
that she was pregnant with his child.
Originally, Bingqing Yunu planned to use some opportunity to have sex with her husband and cover it up.
However, Yun'er didn't think so. He was afraid his father would notice the difference in his mother's body.
To be honest, he knew best how different his mother's body was now compared to before. His father was a meticulous person and couldn't possibly
not notice, which would only cause trouble.
Therefore, Yun'er decided to keep it from his father and find a way to leave him for a while,
returning after his mother gave birth. In fact, Yun'er thought it wouldn't matter whether he was by his father's side or not.
Everything else was easy to arrange, except for finding a reason. However, Yun'er's mind raced, and an idea came to him.
In a few months, the matriarch would be celebrating her fifty-ninth birthday.
As the saying goes, one should celebrate the approaching birthday rather than the actual birthday. Fifty-nine was a significant birthday, so Yun'er suggested going to Jiangnan
to purchase some suitable gifts and prepare a grand celebration for his grandmother's birthday.
Hearing his son's words, Nangong De truly felt his son was very filial. He, as the father, hadn't even considered this
. Thinking back, his son had been away for three years, and his grandmother missed her grandson terribly. Every letter she wrote
scolded him, accusing him of being unfilial, of forgetting his mother, and of taking away her precious child.
Frankly, these past few years had been incredibly busy with court affairs. The emperor had just ascended the throne, the country wasn't yet
secure, many old ministers were still scheming against each other, and the north was unstable—there were many troublesome matters
. He couldn't return for his grandmother's birthday, so he was grateful for his son's thoughtfulness and allowed him to express his
filial piety on his behalf.
With all this in mind, Nangong De agreed.
Taking advantage of the situation, Yun'er asked his mother to accompany him. Nangong De, of course, wouldn't let his child travel alone. He thought of his mother,
Bing Qing Yu Nu, who, although not having spent much time in the martial world,
had visited many senior figures from various sects during her apprenticeship with her master, the Old Nun Ban Tian. She
knew most of the current martial arts leaders' wives, and with his wife by his side, he felt
much more at ease.
Frankly, Nangong De's biggest worry was his son getting into trouble; with his mother disciplining him, he felt much more at ease.
Nangong De's plan was sound, but unexpectedly, his maid, Yu'er, also chimed in, wanting to come
along.
Yun'er and his mother naturally refused. Having the girl around would be too inconvenient, and besides,
what if she noticed something amiss?
Surprisingly, Nangong De, for some unknown reason, agreed to Yu'er's request.
Mother and son looked at each other, completely at a loss.
The arrangements were finalized, and the departure date was chosen. The most convenient way to travel from Beijing to the south of the Yangtze River was via
the Grand Canal.
Yun'er had been wanting to visit Yangzhou, a place of great wealth and beauty, so this route was perfect.
On the day of departure, Nangong De was absent due to other commitments. In fact, he wouldn't have come even if he hadn't. It
wasn't proper for a father to give his son a farewell banquet without proper reason, so he didn't show up. He simply watched silently from afar at Tianjue Temple as the
mother and her two children boarded the boat and sailed away.
Among those present at the farewell, the most heartbroken was none other than the divine physician Luo Lai. Luo Lai's grief was indescribable
, even making the others who came to see him off feel somewhat uncomfortable.
However, the gifts Luo Lai gave were truly eye-catching: two bottles of Tianlong Wohu (a type of traditional Chinese medicine) worth 100,000 taels of silver
, intended as preventative medicine for his apprentice Yun'er's minor ailments; and a thousand-year-old ginseng,
a gift from Luo Lai to his apprentice's ancestor. In addition, there were all sorts of miraculous medicines for burns, cuts, and internal injuries
. The sixth-rank official in charge of accounting at the supervisory office frowned. How should this be accounted for? Should it be reported
? This was a gift from master to apprentice; in principle, it didn't need to be registered, and it wouldn't be considered
unexplained property.
However, the value of these items was far too high, almost exceeding 500,000 taels of silver. Such a large
sum—if he didn't report it, wouldn't he be in trouble later?
The official muttered to himself, "Luo is just asking for trouble."
After everything was settled and the supervisory office verified the contents of the ship, the ship gradually sailed away after disembarking
.
However, the ship didn't go far, only about sixty li before stopping at a small town.
The original ship was sent away, and Yun'er bought another one. Besides the ship, Yun'er also bought
four maids from the slave market. These were all maids who had lived on the ship. The four maids were all very pretty and lively, only
their skin was a little dark from the steam on the ship.
Children from the ship, surely they could steer the boat, right?
Therefore, the ship was put in the care of the four of them.
That evening, after passing Tancheng, the boat didn't find a dock and drifted downstream into a deserted lake
.
Once moored, Yun'er got ready.
She lit red candles and put on a bright red coat. Not only was her mother, Bingqing Yunu, dressed in red, but Yu'er and the four
little maids were also wearing red jackets.
The five maids found it extremely amusing.
After dinner, the five maids felt unwell, sore and weak, as if they were sick.
Yun'er and her mother, Bingqing Yunu, gently carried the five girls to the bed. This bed was specially made, over nine feet
wide, and the five girls seemed too spacious on it.
Bingqing Yunu took off her skirt and underwear, then climbed onto the bed herself.
Once on the bed, she gently picked up her daughter, held her in her arms, and loosened Yu'er's belt.
The bright red pleated skirt quickly fell to her knees.
Bingqing Yunu removed her daughter's skirt and underwear, gently parting her daughter's pink legs. Like helping a child urinate
, she held her daughter in her arms.
Dazed and confused, Yu'er didn't understand what her mother was doing.
"Your sister can't handle your big thing, so you'd better be gentle. Don't be as rough with her as you are with your mother
."
Hearing her mother say this, Yun'er immediately sprang into action, instantly becoming the center of attention.
[The End
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