The Legend of Fei Yan

The Legend of Flying
Swallow, Part One: As dusk settled, the bustling city of Chang'an became even more vibrant. The western part of the city was teeming with people: itinerant

medicine sellers, martial arts performers, opera singers, old men selling candied hawthorns, unscrupulous merchants

peddling fake antiques, cricket fighting stalls, brothels, and small theaters—a cacophony of

voices and bustling activity, a scene of prosperity…
General Han Sen of the Imperial Guard, dressed in casual silk robes,

strolled .
Han Sen was a general, commanding 800,000 imperial guards stationed at the court. As the commander of the Imperial Guard,

Han Sen was responsible for protecting Emperor Cheng of Han, a position of great importance.
Everyone in Chang'an knew Han Sen. When he came here, food and goods were free; who wouldn't

try to curry favor with him? Especially the brothels in the western part of the city treated Han Sen like a god of wealth, spending lavishly and

extravagantly on the prostitutes.
Don't forget, as a general of the Imperial Guard, his martial arts skills were naturally superb. He once single-handedly fought

the Seven Heroes of Tiger Mountain, using only a Qingfeng sword as his weapon, and within ten rounds, he had beheaded all seven.
In short, Han Sen was a big shot, walking with an imposing air. However, he stopped.
Before him stood a young girl.
The girl stood at the entrance of a brothel; clearly, she was also a prostitute.
Prostitutes were all heavily made up and dressed very seductively. This girl was no exception, but among

the many prostitutes, only this girl deeply attracted Han Sen.
This girl was named Zhao Feiyan. She wasn't a prostitute, but the daughter of a minor official. However, she disguised herself as

a prostitute for another purpose: her target was the current emperor, Emperor Cheng of Han.
To get close to Emperor Cheng, one must first ascertain his whereabouts, and Han Sen, as a general of the Imperial Guard, is the best target.
Zhao Feiyan had been waiting in the west of the city for many days, and tonight,
she finally met Han Sen. Zhao Feiyan is a famous beauty in Chinese history; even just standing casually on the street,

she exudes unparalleled allure, instantly attracting Han Sen.
Han Sen walked up to Zhao Feiyan, who smiled slightly, her alluring eyes shooting out two captivating glances that

met Han Sen's greedy gaze.
Han Sen had never patronized a prostitute before, but seeing Zhao Feiyan today gave him a strange feeling.
This prostitute was not only beautiful but also possessed a very lewd aura, arousing a strong sexual desire in him;

he longed to a wild time with her in bed.
"General..."
Zhao Feiyan called out affectionately.
Han Sen couldn't help but feel smug: "Even this prostitute knows me!"
He decided that after he finished with her tonight, if he was satisfied, he would take her as a concubine and enjoy her slowly in the future.
"Let's go!" Han Sen affectionately embraced her.
Zhao Feiyan was a woman with unparalleled seductive skills. She gently

brushed her high breasts against Han Sen's shoulder, nestling in his arms like a little bird. Her hair emitted a fragrant scent that filled Han Sen's nostrils

, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction.
The two entered the brothel. The brothel owner naturally recognized Han Sen. Seeing that he had brought in a prostitute who wasn't from the brothel,

she was very unhappy, but she didn't dare to offend this favorite of Emperor Cheng.
"General!" the brothel owner greeted him with a forced smile.
"I want a superior room."
"Yes, yes, it's already prepared for you."
Hearing the old woman's words, Han Sen became even more convinced that Zhao Feiyan was a prostitute from this brothel.
Each room in the brothel was exquisitely decorated, and some were particularly beautiful,

specifically for entertaining noblemen and high-ranking officials; Han Sen's room was one of those.
However, at this moment, he had no mind to appreciate the room's furnishings. Even if it were a woodshed, as long as

Zhao Feiyan was lying there, he would feel incredibly comfortable and enjoyable.
Zhao Feiyan was prepared. As soon as she entered the room, she eagerly took off her clothes and lay down on the bed.
Han Sen opened his eyes wide, gazing at this beautiful body, his desire burning even more fiercely.
Zhao Feiyan's two snow-white thighs were crossed, forming a highly provocative pose.
Her beautiful hair cascaded over her shoulders, graceful and elegant, like a willow dancing in the spring breeze. Her jade-like face and flower-like features were radiant,

her eyebrows delicately arched like green mountains, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with autumn water, her lips adorned with a cherry-like red, her pearly teeth

gleaming mouth. Her bright eyes, however, were shimmering with tears
… She was completely naked, her breasts as smooth as jade, her jade peaks high and firm,

the two purple nipples at their tips. Below her round belly, between her breasts, a patch of soft, fragrant grass, a breathtakingly alluring sight, covered a wondrous

realm that captivated the soul…
Han Sen's blood was boiling, a surge of heat rushing through his abdomen; he could no longer control himself.
“Little beauty!”
He climbed on top of her, urgently embracing her, showering her delicate face with kisses like raindrops, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
Step by step, Zhao Feiyan carried out her plan. First, she needed to impress General Han, then use

his connections to enter the palace, get close to Emperor Cheng, and conquer him with her beauty.
Her passion intensified, her wantonness became apparent, making her resemble a seasoned, wanton prostitute.
Han Sen felt as if they were entering another duel; his sword, Qingfeng, was once again unsheathed, incredibly hard.
The two fought like fierce tigers, their battle raging fiercely.
Zhao Feiyan found her heart pounding wildly; under the man's assault, her body reacted.
Her breasts were being kneaded and pounded by large, rough hands, leaving her feeling utterly ecstatic, both numb and tingling.
Her face flushed like a peach blossom, her eyes watery and alluring, her heart pounding, trembling, emitting weak, feeble moans.
Han Sen sensed her arousal; he enjoyed teasing prostitutes to satisfy his own desire for submission. So, he

slowly and deliberately moved closer to her.
Zhao Feiyan, now flushed with desire, her lust raging, her juices flowing freely, forgot all about her grand plan of conquest.
She writhed shyly, a mixture of welcome and resistance, her breath coming in soft, gentle gasps.
Han Sen held her tightly, whispering sweet nothings, their affection palpable, carefully stroking her, taking further liberties with her…
Zhao Feiyan felt a tingling, intense itching all over her body, like ants biting and insects stinging her, her heart burning with desire, she could no longer restrain herself...
She swayed gently, her legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting and twisting, responding and responding to his every move. Under the influence of Han Sen's
seductive and wanton demeanor, he unleashed his full power, thrusting, ramming, and penetrating with his massive, sturdy sword

, sometimes sweeping away fallen leaves like a whirlwind, sometimes grinding against the entrance of her cave… Zhao Feiyan was conquered by Han Sen's attacks… Swift, rapid, and incredibly fierce, his powerful thrusts brought her to a state of tingling, itchy pleasure, a frenzied ecstasy, her bones melting, her spirit utterly exhausted, her mind adrift, her desire incessant, soaking the bedsheets, arousing the lust of this gifted woman… “Good brother…you…are so strong…” She stroked his face, gazing at him, his eyebrows arched like willow leaves, his perfectly sized mouth revealing a honeyed smile, beads of sweat clinging to his temples and forehead… His strong, muscular body pressed against her, his prominent masculine pectoral muscles rising and falling with his even breathing … Unable to contain herself, she embraced Han Sen's head and kissed him passionately. His masculine scent stirred her, making her heart flutter … Han Sen trembled even more, raising his sword and thrusting wildly. After only a few thrusts, she was already experiencing ecstasy… 　　"Good brother… dear brother… can't go any further… I'm going to die… oh… dear husband…" Zhao Feiyan's cries only fueled Han Sen's madness, and he thrust in fiercely several more times… 　　"Daddy… have mercy… I… you… are playing me to death… so good… oh… I… my whole body is gone…" Her moans aroused Han Sen like a wild horse galloping across the plains. He held her limp body tightly, ignoring her life or death, and thrust in with all his might, a rapid, torrential rain of blood as his sword struck her most sensitive spot … Zhao Feiyan was writhing in agony, shivering and trembling uncontrollably. Her cherry lips were open, and she gasped for breath, unable to even utter a sound ." Han Sen felt her little hole contract urgently, the internal heat intensifying, a scalding sensation washing over him. He knew she had climaxed. "I... I've lost it again... you... my darling... my love... my sweetheart... this little bitch can't take it anymore..." Han Sen couldn't control himself either! "Little bitch... you're so tight... this stinky bitch... I'm going to... cum..." 　　"Daddy... cum... cum to my death... it's hot... ah... so good... this stinky bitch is so comfortable..." A wave of tingling, chills running through them, both of them climaxing comfortably, lying there panting, neither wanting to move anymore. The storm had passed. "I've slept with so many prostitutes, but I've never felt this good. You're a born slut!" Zhao Feiyan lay quietly, breathing softly, a blush creeping onto her face... "How could I have fallen for you? My target is Emperor Cheng of Han!" Zhao Feiyan reassured herself. As the frenzy of sex subsided, and peace returned to the Immortal Cave, she regained her senses. Only then did she truly begin her plan: she had to seduce Han Sen into having sex again! She rolled off the bed, knelt before Han Sen, buried her head between his thighs, and stuck out her tongue... "My darling, you make me both love and fear you." She intently sucked and licked... 　　　"Ah...ah...little lady...you..." Han Sen's sword slowly emerged from its sheath... Zhao Feiyan, like a cleaner, carefully licked the sword, licking away the fluid, licking the tip ... "Ah...you filthy bitch...I can't take you!" he cried out, secretly grateful to Zhao Feiyan, who had made his sword hard again. Zhao Feiyan climbed onto the bed again, placing her thighs on Han Sen's shoulders, spreading them wantonly. "My lover...come quickly...good husband...this little bitch is empty again...good brother...please relieve my itch !" Han Sen roared and thrust his sword into her again! Zhao Feiyan's mind was now completely calm. She used all her charm, contracting her muscles... 　　"Little bitch...you're so tight...it feels so good..." Han Sen couldn't help but cry out. Zhao Feiyan's movements, contracting and relaxing, were designed to make Han Sen's sword even harder and weaker! Han Sen's second attack lasted two hundred times, his sword hot and large, reaching a fever pitch... 　　"Hey!" he cried out! Zhao Feiyan had long concealed a poison within her long fingernails. She suddenly dug her nails into Han Sen's penis, the poison seeping into the muscle and producing an intense itching effect! 　　"Ah!" Han Sen groaned in agony! He possessed martial arts skills, but this area was completely undefended. The itching was more unbearable than the pain. 　　"I have a magic elixir!" Zhao Feiyan comforted him, "As long as you follow my instructions, I guarantee your safety, and you will enjoy wealth and honor in the future." Then, Zhao Feiyan stated her conditions. Han Sen was stunned; this girl was incredibly bold. What exactly were Zhao Feiyan's conditions? Did Han Sen agree? Would give Han Sen the antidote ? To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next chapter. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The Second Tale of Zhao Feiyan ********** ... Especially the itching in that area. Han Sen covered his genitals with both hands, screaming in agony from the itch... Zhao Feiyan smiled slightly and stood up.

"I have the antidote."
"Quick! Give it to me!"
"However..." Zhao Feiyan said stubbornly, "I have conditions..."
"I agree, quick, give it to me..."
"Really agree?" Zhao Feiyan smiled.
"Really! Really!" Han Sen no longer cared about his status as a Royal Guard General, pleading repeatedly.
"Good." Zhao Feiyan said with a smile, "I want you to take my body to the palace and recommend it to the Emperor..."
"What?"
Han Sen, enduring the terrible itching, asked in surprise, "Do you want to assassinate him?"
"Fool!"
Zhao Feiyan poked Han Sen's forehead and laughed, "What benefit would I gain from assassinating the Emperor?"
"Then why would you want to see the Emperor?"
"I want to be Empress."
"You're dreaming!"
Although the itching was unbearable, Han Sen couldn't help but cry out.
"Why?"
"Grandma, please, give me the antidote!"
"Alright!" Zhao Feiyan said, standing up and straddling him like a horse.
Since both were naked, it was easy; Zhao Feiyan slipped her on and she was on top of him.
Strangely enough, the intense itching on Han Sen's penis gradually disappeared after Zhao Feiyan did this.
"Where's your antidote?"
"My antidote is inside me," Zhao Feiyan explained. "My
bodily secretions are naturally an antidote."
Han Sen's itching subsided, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, I have to kill this woman!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feiyan calmly told him, "Don't think that just because you have the antidote, you can back out

or try to kill me. Let me tell you, this antidote only relieves the itch temporarily; it can't quell the hatred."
"What do you mean?
" "In other words, the poison takes effect every six months. You must come to me every six months, and we'll have sex,

then you'll get the antidote. Otherwise, you'll suffer unbearable itching, and might even go mad and commit suicide. My antidote

isn't a elixir; you won't get it even if you kill me. My secretions are your only savior. If I die,

without these secretions, you'll also die from the unbearable itching. If you don't die, you'll have to cut off your own penis..."
Han Sen was horrified upon hearing this: "Who are you? How could you come up with such a terrifying method?"
"I just want to be Empress.
" "You're dreaming.
" "Why?"
"The Emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, many more beautiful than you. You want to be Empress? Difficult!"
"I have a brilliant plan." Zhao Feiyan was confident: "Besides, if I become Empress, I certainly won't

mistreat you. I'll find a way to promote you to Grand Marshal of the Army."
These words indeed touched Han Sen's heart.
"Alright, it's a deal."
Zhao Feiyan had indeed achieved her goal of conquering Han Sen, and she excitedly began to move up and down...
Han Sen once again tasted the wild pleasure...
Night fell, and the Moyang Palace was quiet.
A red lantern shone in the darkness.
A eunuch held the red lantern, leading the way. Behind him stood the renowned Emperor Cheng of Han, Liu Che.
In the dead of night, it was time for Emperor Cheng to seek out beauties again.
To be honest, Emperor Cheng's harem had three thousand beauties, plus tens of thousands of palace maids, all as beautiful as flowers, and Emperor

Cheng was completely dazzled.
Apart from the Empress and a few concubines, he couldn't distinguish the others at all.
Therefore, every night, Emperor Cheng was led by a eunuch. The eunuch would take him to whichever beauty's room, and

he would spend the night there. So, the women in the palace vied to bribe the eunuchs with money, hoping they would bring the emperor

to their rooms.
Tonight, this eunuch, having already received a bribe from Han Sen, deliberately led Emperor Cheng to an exquisite

little red building.
Zhao Feiyan lived in this building. Her infiltration of the harem, posing as a concubine, was entirely arranged by Han Sen.

Fortunately, the palace was too chaotic; only a few old eunuchs truly managed the women.
Han Sen, as the commander of the Imperial Guard, naturally had connections with them. More importantly, Zhao Feiyan was a woman;

with multiple women in the harem, there was no threat, and it was commonplace.
At this moment, the eunuch led Emperor Cheng to the red-robed platform. Zhao Feiyan was prepared, heavily made up

, wearing a semi-transparent gauze dress that subtly revealed her white flesh…
Emperor Cheng had seen many beauties, but upon seeing Zhao Feiyan, he was captivated.
Zhao Feiyan was slender and possessed a unique, refreshing charm that none of the palace beauties possessed.
The young eunuch, seeing this, saw that the emperor was very pleased, a great weight lifted from his heart.
He quietly closed the door and withdrew…
The bright red candlelight illuminated Zhao Feiyan's curvaceous body…
Emperor Cheng of Han stared at her, feeling an indescribable sense of comfort.
"What's your name?"
"Zhao Feiyan."
"Zhao Feiyan?" Emperor Cheng murmured her name, as if even this ordinary name was full of charm.
Zhao Feiyan wasn't in a hurry, nor was she eager to flatter him. She simply lowered her head delicately, remaining motionless…
She adjusted her breathing, her high breasts rising and falling, full of allure…
Emperor Cheng's breathing also became involuntary, rising and falling with her breasts…
The palace was filled with beauties, but every one of them, upon seeing the emperor, wished they could immediately sleep with him.
Therefore, they were all as wanton as prostitutes, and after a while, Emperor Cheng grew tired of them.
However, Zhao Feiyan had thoroughly studied the emperor's mentality. Her method was to feign indifference, to play hard to

get, standing there shyly and pitifully
… Emperor Mo Cheng was like someone accustomed to rich, meaty meals suddenly seeing green vegetables…
"Feiyan, come here."
Zhao Feiyan, head bowed, gently and slowly walked to Emperor Mo Cheng. Her hair was jet black, her lips red…

Bright, sparkling eyes, a delicate nose—these formed an exquisitely beautiful face…
A unique fragrance wafted into Emperor Cheng's nostrils…
This fragrance was also quite special, giving Emperor Cheng a feeling of profound and invigorating comfort…
He lifted Zhao Feiyan's chin with his hand, greedily admiring her pretty face…
“Your Majesty…”
Zhao Feiyan called out softly, her voice shy and sweet.
This sound seemed to rob Emperor Cheng of his reason; he suddenly embraced her tightly, pulling her into a passionate hug.
His thick lips pressed fiercely against Zhao Feiyan's two red lips, kissing her greedily…
Zhao Feiyan felt Emperor Cheng's two large hands frantically caressing her back…
The hands moved lower and lower, then stopped on her plump buttocks, squeezing them hard…
“Your Majesty, it hurts…”
Zhao Feiyan cried softly, then rubbed her pair of elastic breasts against Emperor Cheng's body incessantly…
Emperor Cheng, aroused by the rubbing, roared and grabbed Zhao Feiyan, forcefully

grasping her high right breast with one large hand…
“Your Majesty… no…”
Emperor Cheng had touched countless women's breasts throughout his life, but only tonight did he feel an unprecedented

pleasure …
Zhao Feiyan relaxed her waist, leaning her body weakly against Emperor Cheng, letting him do as he pleased.
Emperor Cheng's large hand slipped through the gaps in her gauze robe, caressing her delicate skin…
A powerful current surged from her pert nipples to his palm, then spread throughout her body…
Zhao Feiyan closed her eyes, her face flushed, her body limp…
Emperor Cheng's heart pounded, his eyes burning with lust…
He grabbed her gauze robe with both hands and ripped it open!
Two white mounds sprang out, trembling slightly!
Emperor Cheng of Han, as if staring at two rare national treasures, opened his mouth wide and suddenly bent down, sucking

and kissing the white jade ball, rubbing it wantonly with his rough, short beard…
“Ah… itchy… Your Majesty… no… I… I’m so uncomfortable… Your Majesty… spare me!”
Zhao Feiyan kept making seductive sounds from her nostrils, making Emperor Cheng even more frenzied…
His large hand grabbed Zhao Feiyan’s shorts and ripped them hard…
“Ouch…”
Zhao Feiyan cried out, hurriedly reaching out her hands to cover her lower body, but it was too late…
Emperor Cheng’s large head had already claimed the territory…
His coarse beard and her soft hair rubbed against each other
… “Ah… Your Majesty… oh… good man… I… can’t take it anymore… I can’t rub anymore…”
Emperor Cheng’s fiery tongue moved wildly…
His ten fingers scratched like playing a pipa…
Zhao Feiyan's waist writhed like a dying snake...
"Ah...Your Majesty...Good brother...Good husband...You've made me...become an immortal..."
Her cries grew louder...
Her hands began to move... Her
slender hands followed suit, slipping inside Emperor Cheng's trousers, moving up and down...
"Ah...Little beauty...You...are so good at...it..."
A storm raged within the Red Chamber, a frenzy of passion...
In an instant, Emperor Cheng and Zhao Feiyan were stripped naked, leaving only two naked bodies...
Only two frenzied individuals remained...
A frenzied embrace, a frenzied kiss...
Frenzied words, frenzied gazes...
A frenzied thrusting, a frenzied squeezing...
Zhao Feiyan knew the time was ripe; she no longer needed to feign shyness...
She unleashed all her power, extreme allure, extreme sensuality, extreme lewdness
... Emperor Cheng of Han was completely immersed in a blissful paradise…
He was on the verge of collapse…
“Little…beauty…Little Swallow…I…am…about to…come…”
Zhao Feiyan immediately moved, contracting her muscles, her ten fingers skillfully pinching one of his acupoints…
Emperor Cheng of Han returned from the brink of collapse to safety, and he could once again charge into battle at will…
Then, he was on the verge of release again, and it was time for Zhao Feiyan to display her superb bedroom skills…
Emperor Cheng of Han would sometimes reach the peak, and sometimes fall into the trough, truly experiencing the ultimate pleasure in bed…
“Little beauty, I want to bestow upon you the title of…”
What exactly did Emperor Cheng of Han want to bestow upon Zhao Feiyan?
The Legend of Feiyan Part 3
It is said that when Emperor Cheng of Han was in the midst of ecstasy, he suddenly couldn’t help but shout: “Little beauty, I want to bestow upon you the title of…”
Zhao Feiyan’s heart pounded: What exactly would Emperor Cheng of Han bestow upon me?
She opened her large, watery eyes, nervously waiting for Emperor Cheng of Han to announce her title.
However, Emperor Cheng suddenly stopped.
Zhao Feiyan was momentarily stunned.
Emperor Cheng pressed one hand on Zhao Feiyan, smiling as he looked at her: "You tell me yourself, what do you want to be?

Empress? Consort?"
A thought suddenly struck Zhao Feiyan: "Tonight is the first time I've met His Majesty. He won't trust me

." So Zhao Feiyan replied politely: "This servant is already overjoyed to see His Majesty;

how could I dare ask for any title?" Emperor Cheng of Han
was overjoyed, but he still tentatively asked, "I like you. What do you want? Just say it."
Zhao Feiyan thought for a moment and said, "Alright, then this servant will frankly request Your Majesty to arrange for me to serve as a

palace maid by the Empress's side."
Emperor Cheng was greatly surprised: "What? After all this talk, you don't want an official title or any

rewards ? You still want to be a palace maid? Aren't you a palace maid now?"
Zhao Feiyan whispered, "By the Empress's side, this servant can see Your Majesty every day."
These words delighted Emperor Cheng. He held Zhao Feiyan's chin and said with a smile, "Do you know?

If you had just asked to be a concubine, I would have banished you to the Cold Palace long ago!"
Zhao Feiyan was startled and asked, "Why?"
"Hmph, you don't know, all the officials in the court want to curry favor with me. They search for beautiful women everywhere, bribe

eunuchs, and send them into the palace, hoping to seduce me with their beauty, make me a concubine, and spy on my plans in bed, influencing my

decisions. I have to be on guard, so whenever I've made love with a newly met beauty, I pretend to be unmoved and

offer her a title. Ambitious women will then give themselves away, each asking me for a concubine title.

That way , I know they are all ambitious. Therefore, I have a rule: anyone who wants to become a concubine is

banished to the Cold Palace!"
Zhao Feiyan broke out in a cold sweat: "Luckily, I held back just now!"
Emperor Cheng kissed her on the face: "You're so well-behaved, only wanting to be a palace maid, so I'll grant your wish.

Tomorrow I'll transfer you to the Empress's side..."
As he spoke, he embraced Zhao Feiyan and fell onto the bed again, making love...
Carved railings and jade steps, the bright moon in the sky.
Zhao Feiyan leaned against the railing, deep in thought.
She had been transferred to the Empress's side for a month.
Initially, she thought her scheme had succeeded

; being by the Empress's side, spending her days with Emperor Cheng of Han, would allow her to find opportunities to outmaneuver him. However, after a month of observation, she was disappointed.
She considered herself very beautiful, but upon seeing the Empress, she felt utterly overshadowed.
The Empress was truly the most beautiful woman in the world; every gesture exuded feminine charm…
Zhao Feiyan had initially harbored some lingering hopes: though the Empress was beautiful, she was skilled in bed and could please

the Emperor.
However, after secretly observing the Emperor and Empress's intimate moments for a month, she was disappointed again.
While the Empress was dignified in daily life, in bed she was incredibly promiscuous and unrestrained…
Therefore, Emperor Cheng of Han was completely satisfied with such an Empress and had no interest in other beauties.
As a palace maid by the Empress's side, Zhao Feiyan naturally felt even less envious, and her anxiety grew.
In the distance, in the Imperial Garden, two red lanterns flickered, signaling the eunuchs to lead Emperor Cheng back to his bedchamber.
Zhao Feiyan was anxious; how could she possibly divert Emperor Cheng's attention from the Empress to

her ?
Emperor Cheng entered the Empress's chambers, Zhao Feiyan attending to him, but he didn't even glance at her before

walking to the Empress, embracing her intimately, and leading her to the dragon bed.
Zhao Feiyan felt a pang of sadness: was her attraction to the Emperor so fleeting?
In front of the palace maids, Emperor Cheng began to undress the Empress.
The Empress, unashamed, laughed lewdly in front of the maids!
One by one, her clothes fell to the ground, revealing the Empress's naked body to everyone…
Zhao Feiyan stared jealously; the Empress's breasts were high and firm, her waist slender, her legs long and shapely…
the Empress's figure was better maintained than anyone else's, something Zhao Feiyan could never match.
Emperor Cheng clapped his hands, signaling the maids to remove his clothes.
Zhao Feiyan and another palace maid stepped forward, one after the other, and helped Emperor Cheng of Han remove all his clothes…
The naked Emperor Cheng, embracing the Empress, lay down on the dragon bed and began to flirt in front of the palace maids…
The palace maids blushed and excused themselves, but Zhao Feiyan remained by the dragon bed, refusing to leave.
“Hey, Zhao Feiyan, why don’t you leave?”
Zhao Feiyan lowered her head and said, “This servant wouldn’t dare. Perhaps Your Majesty and Empress need my assistance in their private time.”
Emperor Cheng and Empress paid no more attention to the palace maid; they were busy with their own affairs…
Soft panting and moans filled the air, and the dragon bed shook…
Emperor Cheng and Empress reached the peak of their excitement…
Zhao Feiyan, watching from the dragon bed, also blushed deeply.
Afterwards, Emperor Cheng, as usual, needed to urinate, so he ordered Zhao Feiyan to fetch a chamber pot.
Zhao Feiyan had a sudden inspiration: her opportunity had arrived.
She immediately knelt before the bed: "Your Majesty, the chamber pot has arrived."
Emperor Cheng of Han was bewildered: "Where is the chamber pot?"
Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-red lips: "This is Your Majesty's chamber pot."
It turned out that Zhao Feiyan actually wanted the emperor to urinate in her mouth.
"It's freezing cold; if Your Majesty gets up to urinate, you'll surely freeze to the bone. Let this servant serve you
." With that, Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-red lips and took Emperor Cheng's manhood into her mouth.
Emperor Cheng then poured a stream of hot urine into Zhao Feiyan's mouth…
Zhao Feiyan endured the nauseating taste of urine and swallowed it all.
This act greatly pleased Emperor Cheng, and from then on, whenever he needed to urinate, he would call

Zhao Feiyan to serve him.
This was a breakthrough for Zhao Feiyan.
Next, she secretly contacted Han Sen, the commander of the Imperial Guards, who went to find the famous physician "Yongchun Shanren"

to prepare two doses of aphrodisiacs.
That night, Emperor Cheng of Han urinated into Zhao Feiyan's mouth again. Zhao Feiyan had secretly applied

aphrodisiac to her hands. Taking advantage of this, her fingers gripped Emperor Cheng's penis, the aphrodisiac powder seeping into his skin

.
Emperor Cheng lay down to sleep, but the aphrodisiac in his penis began to take effect. This aphrodisiac was specially made; when it

took effect , it caused swelling, itching, hardening, and pain. Emperor Cheng couldn't resist any longer. He flipped over, straddled the Empress, and forcefully thrust inside,

pumping wildly…
However, this specially made aphrodisiac had a characteristic: it produced a stinging

sensation upon contact with a woman's vaginal secretions.
Emperor Cheng felt a needle-like pain as soon as he entered the Empress's vagina and immediately withdrew.
He cried out in pain, while the Empress stood helplessly by.
At this moment, Zhao Feiyan knelt down again: "Your Majesty, perhaps you have soiled yourself. Let this servant clean you."
As she spoke, Zhao Feiyan opened her cherry-like mouth and took Emperor Cheng's manhood into her mouth…
At this moment, she had secretly placed a second aphrodisiac in her mouth…
This second aphrodisiac not only neutralized the poison of the first, but the combination of the two

produced an even more ecstatic feeling.
"Good, wonderful, so comfortable!"
Emperor Cheng couldn't help but shout.
After this night, Emperor Cheng's fondness for Zhao Feiyan greatly increased.
"Yongchun Shanren" was a famous physician of the Han Dynasty; his skill in concocting aphrodisiacs was indeed miraculous. Emperor Cheng, through Zhao Feiyan…

With Zhao Feiyan's mouth, the pain vanished instantly, leaving him feeling completely comfortable and fast asleep.
The next night, Emperor Cheng of Han again sought the Empress's company. The moment his penis entered her, the

pain returned!
He cried out in agony, quickly pulled it out, and immediately placed it in Zhao Feiyan's mouth, finding relief.
The third night, the fourth night, the fifth night…
every time Emperor Cheng penetrated the Empress, the pain returned, but it was relieved as soon as he placed it in Zhao Feiyan's mouth!
He began to dislike the Empress.
Knowing she would lose favor, the Empress hurriedly summoned the imperial physicians to treat the Emperor.
However, the palace physicians were no match for "Yongchun Shanren" (a legendary physician), and could not cure Emperor Cheng's illness.
Disappointed with the Empress, Emperor Cheng turned to the Consort of the West Palace.
But, the moment he penetrated, the pain returned…
Fortunately, he had prepared in advance, bringing Zhao Feiyan with him. Whenever she suckled, the pain subsided.
Emperor Cheng of Han left the West Palace and went to test his other concubines and noblewomen...
Of the three thousand beauties in the harem, none were spared; each one brought him pain...
This ordeal had already taken two months!
Two months without sexual intercourse with a woman—how painful that must have been for the lustful Emperor Cheng!
"Alas, I have three thousand beauties, yet I cannot have intercourse with them! What am I to do?"
He refused to believe it and sent people outside the palace to bring in young girls from the common people, testing them one by one...
This took another month, but it was still ineffective; he still experienced pain whenever he had intercourse with a woman!
However, the burning desire within him, fueled by three desires, grew ever stronger, desperately seeking an outlet!
Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhao Feiyan knelt before Emperor Cheng of Han: "Your Majesty, why not give this servant a try?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Cheng suddenly realized: "I was so stupid! Zhao Feiyan's mouth can relieve itching, proving that her constitution

is different from others!"
That night, Emperor Cheng pulled Zhao Feiyan to bed and impatiently tore off her clothes...
Zhao Feiyan was already a beauty, and with Emperor Cheng having endured three months of arousal, he was burning with desire... He

pressed Zhao Feiyan down and thrust into her hard...
Before getting into bed, Zhao Feiyan had secretly inserted a second aphrodisiac into her vagina...
As soon as Emperor Cheng entered, the two aphrodisiacs mingled and took effect...
"Eh, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Emperor Cheng exclaimed in surprise, kissing her face with joy. Zhao Feiyan twisted her waist and began to move

...
The aphrodisiac's effect grew stronger and stronger...
Now, the pain disappeared, and comfort arose...
The comfort disappeared, and ecstasy arose...
Floating in bliss, his soul soaring, experiencing ultimate pleasure...
Emperor Cheng's energy accumulated over three months was fully satisfied.
"Ah!...Little beauty!...I...am about to...become an immortal..."
"Your Majesty...I...am...being...so...pleasantly...by...you..."
The two cried out, embraced, and ejaculated together...
From then on, Zhao Feiyan became the only person who could have sex with Emperor Cheng. Emperor Cheng, having tasted great pleasure, simply took her

to the Empress's palace and slept with her on the dragon bed, indulging in pleasure every day.
One day, Zhao Feiyan brought up the issue of the Crown Prince with Emperor Cheng.
To have a Crown Prince, one must be able to bear children; to bear children, one must be able to have sex; and the only person who could have sex

was Zhao Feiyan.
In order to give birth to a Crown Prince as soon as possible, Emperor Cheng deposed the Empress and made Zhao Feiyan the Empress.
A few months later, the effects of the aphrodisiac gradually wore off, and Emperor Cheng could have sex with other women again.

However, by this time, Zhao Feiyan had become the Empress and was no longer afraid of other women.

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