[Qin Shi Huang's Adolescence] (4)

Chapter Four
It is said that Xiao Pan, rejected after confessing his love, left in anger. As he hurried out of Qin Qing's residence, the desolation in his heart
grew stronger. Now, Qin Qing was the only one he truly loved, and now she had resolutely rejected his
advances. His already fragile heart, scarred and battered, was ripped open again. Xiao Pan felt
as if all human emotions had abandoned him, even the vivid memories of his mother-son bond and the sweet, hazy
feelings of his youth seemed to be slowly fading away, leaving only a cold emptiness in his heart.
In despair, Xiao Pan walked faster and faster, until he was running wildly. This did nothing to
lessen his pain. Although he was panting heavily and drenched in sweat, his
heart, yearning for love, grew colder and colder.
A series of memories from his short life of just over a decade flashed through his mind, moving from near to far: Qin Qing's meticulous care and
the happiness of calling him "Mother" for the first time, only to be met with her resolute rejection of his feelings; Zhu Ji's first meeting with him, tears streaming down her face
as she touched his head and hugged him tightly, calling him "Zheng'er," only to
see her now vying for power with him in court for a man; and
his mother, who had immediately sternly punished him for his mistakes, yet whose blows were gentler than a touch.
He remembered how she had started crying halfway through the beating, needing his comforting words and promises of
never doing anything wrong again before forgiving him with a half-crying, half-laughing expression. Thinking of this, Xiao Pan's heart softened slightly,
but was quickly frozen again. This mother who loved him most, just as she was about to experience the happiness she had longed for
, was defiled by that scoundrel Zhao Mu and committed suicide in humiliation…
Xiao Pan felt the pain in his heart intensify, and in his daze, he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground!
The physical and emotional torment finally brought him to tears. Why, why! The one he loved didn't
love him back, and the one who loved him deeply was already dust. Since there was no
warmth left for him in this world, what meaning did his existence hold?! In his grief, Xiao Pan's thoughts gradually veered to
extremes…
Suddenly, his crying stopped abruptly, replaced by a cold laugh that seemed to come from hell. A raging rage
surged forth! Why? Simply because he was too weak. If he had power, his mother wouldn't have died, and the
one he wanted to love wouldn't dare reject him.
Now he was not far from that supreme position… With a cold laugh, Xiao Pan slowly rose, brushed
the dust off his body, and wiped the tears from his face. He felt the weariness of years of scheming vanish with this cry
. With absolute power, who would dare defy him? Since no one loves him anymore, he will make the whole
world fear him!
"I want to see what Lü Buwei and Zhu Ji have to offer in this
empire that I am determined to possess! I'll watch how I make you die slowly in agony..." Xiao Pan slightly raised his head and uttered a low
utterance. No one dared to doubt his words, for his eyes were now icy cold, devoid of any human
emotion, and his once innocent face now bore a domineering and arrogant aura. At this moment, Xiao Pan was no longer
Xiao Pan, but the First Emperor of Qin—Ying Zheng!
Ying Zheng was about to head to his morning lessons when a scene suddenly flashed through his mind. When he was moving the table and
lighting the oil lamp, he had inadvertently seen a letter, and it seemed to have his name written on it.
Why did Mother...hungry...Qin Qing write him a letter? Recalling the events of the past few days, Ying Zheng suddenly understood
. Qin Qing wanted to leave without saying goodbye; she had long intended to abandon him! Though a bitter feeling welled up
inside him again, he quickly banished it, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Do you think I'd let you leave so easily?"
He turned and went back to Qin Qing's residence. Reaching his destination, he frowned slightly, for the door
was locked again. What was she doing? After a moment's thought, he climbed through the window once more and
headed towards Qin Qing's bedroom.
However, as he approached, he found the door wide open, and
a soft sobbing sound came from within. Was she weeping for me? A warm feeling washed over Ying Zheng. But when he
reached the door and looked inside, he saw a scene that made his blood boil!
A man with a somewhat familiar back view, completely naked, straddled Qin Qing
's body. His enormous, engorged penis rubbed against her private parts, while his hands roamed and kneaded her body. His words were utterly despicable: "My beauty
, today I'm going to have my way. Don't worry, after I'm done, I absolutely won't
tell Brother Xiang about your affair with the Crown Prince. Just cooperate obediently from now on, hehehe." He then let out another ear-piercing, lewd
laugh. The voice belonged to Lao Ai, who was controlling Zhu Ji.
Qin Qing, pinned beneath Lao Ai, had her once fair and delicate face now wet with tears, a
deathly pale gray tinged with ashen white. The despair in her eyes gradually turned into emptiness…
Earlier, Qin Qing had seen Xiao Pan leave heartbroken, and her heart ached terribly. If only her words
had been more tactful, things wouldn't have turned out this way. Recalling the cold
, despairing look in Xiao Pan's eyes before she left, Qin Qing realized she had underestimated her importance in Zheng'er's heart... At that moment
, she suddenly felt an impulse to chase after him and tell him that she also had feelings for him...
Qin Qing blushed deeply. During their time together, she had actually developed some strange feelings for Zheng'er
... Qin Qing felt ashamed of her feelings. But what woman
wouldn't feel some emotion after being looked at and touched all over by a man, and then having her heartfelt confession pierce through her soul? However,
Xiang Shaolong's face suddenly flashed into her mind, and she quickly cleared her mind of distractions. Since the hurt was already done
, she might as well make up her mind and leave the palace now, hoping that the child could get out of the shadows soon! She took a
bath, got dressed, and was tidying her things when she heard the door slam shut, followed by footsteps
. A slight joy welled up in her heart. Zheng'er was back? He was even happy to see Xiao Pan again!
However, the person who entered filled Qin Qing with terror; it was none other than the one who had been granted the title of Marquis of Changxin and who was with the Empress Dowager.
"Lao Ai, the adulterer!" Although Qin Qing was terrified, she forced herself to remain calm and said in a trembling voice, "Lao Ai, how
dare you trespass on my residence!"
Lao Ai approached step by step, slowly removing his clothes, lewdly laughing, "Qin beauty,
let me have some fun today! Ever since I saw you at the imperial mausoleum, I've been thinking of you every day, longing for this day
for so long!" Seeing Qin Qing open her mouth to scream, he added, "Want to scream? Go ahead and scream, and I'll
tell everyone about your good deeds with the Crown Prince. Tsk, tsk! The Grand Tutor and the Crown Prince naked, their lower bodies intertwined, it'll surely make many
people happy, like Brother Xiang, won't it? Hehehe..." Seeing Qin Qing's face grow paler and paler as she listened to his words,
Lao Ai, smug, began to lewdly laugh again.
However, he didn't know that Qin Qing wasn't thinking about how Xiang Shaolong would react to her upon hearing the news. Instead, she was worried that if
the news got out, Xiao Pan might lose his crown prince status and everything else. Did she really
want to harm him again? Finally, Qin Qing gave up calling for help… If she had known things would turn out this way, she would have preferred
to be a loving couple with Zheng'er, dying in shame before Shaolong. That would have been
a thousand times better than being humiliated by this shameless beast and committing suicide in resentment…
However, there's no going back, and Qin Qing couldn't foresee the future. The naked Lao Ai pounced on her.
How could Qin Qing, a weak woman with no martial arts skills, resist? She was quickly stripped naked and dragged to
the bed. However, this rather narcissistic Lao Ai actually had a thought: he wanted to see this woman, known for her chastity and talent,
beg for his attention.
So he continued to caress and tease her, trying to arouse her desire and make her take the initiative. However, the more he teased her
, the more he felt the woman beneath him grow warmer, but her expression grew increasingly miserable, resembling
a dead man's face, which greatly diminished his interest.
Lao Ai released the exquisitely soft breasts from his grasp and instead held Qin Qing's supple, white thighs.
He aimed his donkey-like penis at her vagina, preparing to thrust it in forcefully and hear Qin Qing's screams
. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, his strength draining away, and his vision blurred.
A slightly familiar, cold voice entered his ears: "Oh, what brings Marquis Changxin here? I'm truly
sorry, I merely wanted to test the dagger to see if it worked. I've disturbed your enjoyment!"
Lao Ai turned his head in utter terror and saw it was none other than Crown Prince Ying Zheng, who had just left. Ying Zheng's eyes were
filled with a chilling glint, but a faint, icy sneer played on his lips as the dagger plunged into his
back…
Seeing this scene reminded him of his mother's tragic death, and now the victim
was Qin Qing. Though he hated Qin Qing for rejecting him, the feelings of a young man couldn't be so easily severed. His anger
burned within him, yet he grew even calmer, holding his breath, and quietly approached. In the heat of passion, he struck Lao Ai
dead!
Pinned beneath Lao Ai, Qin Qing, experiencing the impending loss of everything, finally
understood the pain of being rejected by Xiao Pan. In her despair and utter regret, Lao Ai miraculously stopped. Qin Qing
also heard that cold, familiar voice, a voice that sounded like heavenly music to her ears,
revitalizing her withered heart.
At the last moment, she was saved! Qin Qing slightly opened her tear-filled, red eyes, only to see the
shameless beast who had humiliated her, his body stained crimson with blood, slowly collapsing to the floor, his eyes filled with terror.
Behind him stood the tall, imposing figure she had felt so guilty about, the one she wanted to make amends to! Just moments before , in
her despair, Qin Qing had suddenly understood the despair in Xiao Pan's cold eyes. She herself
was so terrified when she lost everything; and Xiao Pan, having tasted the bitterness of life,
must have felt utterly heartbroken when he lost even the last vestige of warmth he held onto! If only time could turn back
… Mother truly regrets it!
However, the scene before her stirred a bittersweet feeling of relief within Qin Qing. She threw herself into Ying Zheng's arms,
tears streaming down her face: "Zheng'er, Mother almost never saw you again!" Ying Zheng seemed to have forgotten
what had happened earlier, holding Qin Qing tightly in his arms, trembling as he murmured, "Mother, don't be afraid, Zheng'er can
protect you now!" Clearly, he could no longer distinguish whether the woman in his arms was Qin Qing or his birth mother. However,
this safe and warm embrace for Qin Qing didn't last long…
Ying Zheng's eyes, already wet with tears, involuntarily glanced
at the letter lying on the corner of the table, his gaze instantly turning cold. He gently pushed away the naked Qin Qing from his arms, not even glancing at her
somewhat bewildered and aggrieved expression, and reached for the letter. As he read, his eyes grew
colder, while Qin Qing's face grew paler and paler.
Finally, after reading to the end, Ying Zheng slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them, they were a
frozen world! He slowly tore the letter into pieces, turned, and left. Just as he reached the door
, he suddenly stopped, coldly glancing at Qin Qing, and said with a low, mocking tone, "I hope
to continue listening to the Grand Tutor's teachings until the coming-of-age ceremony! Resigning now, do you think you look down on me?!" With that, he stopped looking at
Qin Qing and continued walking.
Qin Qing trembled at Ying Zheng's gaze. Hearing his words, she struggled to get up,
but in her anxiety, she stumbled and fell to the ground, her voice already trembling with tears: "Zheng'er, listen to your mother's explanation
..."
Ying Zheng, already outside the door, paused slightly, his tone mocking: "Grand Tutor, don't get the title wrong
. I am the King. Only the Empress Dowager can call Zheng'er that. You are not worthy!" With that, he walked further and further away
...
Qin Qing watched Ying Zheng's departing figure, unable to hold back her soft sobs. She was saved, but
who would save her hurt Zheng'er?! Recalling Ying Zheng's gaze before he left, Qin Qing felt an indescribable
fear. Those eyes held only an endless, chilling coldness… Zheng'er was no longer the Zheng'er she knew!
But wasn't all of this her own doing? Even she felt fear; who else would truly care?
"What about this child? If things continue like this, Zheng'er's life will be devoid of any joy. I must
save him... Even if Shaolong loses one of me, he might not be too heartbroken, but
having me by Zheng'er's side would bring him happiness! Besides, besides maternal love, don't I also have some other feelings for Zheng'er
...?" Qin Qing blushed again at her own thoughts.
Having made up her mind, Qin Qing prepared to take another bath, but saw Lao Ai's already cold body on the ground, and gasped in
shock. She hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed to her morning class.
Ying Zheng had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing Qin Qing arrive, he frowned slightly: "Grand Tutor, I hope
you won't be late again next time!" Qin Qing's heart trembled at Ying Zheng's
cold expression, but she still mustered her courage: "Zheng'er, please listen to your mother, okay? I'm now..." Before she could finish, Ying Zheng's cold voice
rang out again: "Grand Tutor, I don't want to say it a second time!"
Looking at Ying Zheng's gaze, Qin Qing felt a sharp pain in her heart, her eyes reddened, and tears almost fell
. Her expression was a complex mix of grievance, embarrassment, heartache, and self-reproach. Ying Zheng,
seeing Qin Qing's expression, felt a strange sense of pleasure, a pleasure that caused him slight pain, a vengeful pleasure
!
Qin Qing lowered her head, composed herself, and once her emotions had calmed, began teaching Ying Zheng as usual
. Ying Zheng studied very attentively, several times more efficiently than before, but Qin Qing felt no joy whatsoever. Because
during the lessons, Ying Zheng's gaze no longer lingered on her eyes or swept over her as before
. His heart was now firmly locked!
The day passed quickly, and the lessons ended. Seeing that Ying Zheng didn't even glance at her and was about to leave, Qin Qing
quickly grabbed him, saying, "Your Highness, please let me finish what I have to say?" She finally changed her address;
she no longer called him "Zheng'er" or "Little Zheng" as before, but "Your Highness." Hearing the words "Your Highness," Ying Zheng
felt a sudden pang of pain in his usually cold heart. He hastily shook off Qin Qing's hand and walked away without stopping, saying, "I
have nothing to say to you!"
Qin Qing watched Ying Zheng leave, her heart filled with confusion… How could she unlock his heart? After a long while, she
sighed softly and followed him…
arriving at Ying Zheng's palace. Ying Zheng glanced back at Qin Qing, who had been following him, and said indifferently, "Grand Tutor
, go back. I don't want to hear your words!" Qin Qing lowered her head, her voice soft but firm, and said, "
I won't leave until you explain yourself!" Ying Zheng chuckled coldly, "Suit yourself!" He then entered the room and slammed the door shut…
Qin Qing stared blankly at the closed door, feeling utterly depressed. However, not long after, the door opened again
. Qin Qing was overjoyed, thinking that Ying Zheng had softened his heart. But to her surprise, Ying Zheng came out without even glancing at her,
simply summoning a palace maid and instructing her to follow him inside. Then the door slammed shut once more. Soon,
a woman's painful groans and the sounds of flesh colliding emanated from within . Gradually, the sounds transformed from pain to pleasure, growing louder and
more alluring… It was as if Ying Zheng was proving to Qin Qing how happy he was, even without her…
Qin Qing, hearing those sounds outside, felt her heart aching as if it had been ripped out.
Zheng'er, to avenge her, had actually defiled her like this, and that palace maid too… Her vision
blurred, and she barely managed to steady herself, tears streaming down her face. She only regretted realizing it too late…
The next day, Ying Zheng awoke to find the naked body beside him, and a strong
sense of regret and disgust welled up within him. He roughly woke the palace maid, telling her to quickly dress and leave. That
palace maid who thought she had been favored by the Crown Prince, enjoying a night of both physical and psychological pleasure, believing she was about to rise to the top. After
being woken by Ying Zheng, Qin Qing, slightly aggrieved, looked up as if to whine to the man who had taken her body, but met
his chilling gaze. She trembled with fear, scrambling out of bed, grabbing her clothes, and
running out… Ying Zheng felt a pang of sorrow. Was this her future? Everyone in the world feared
her…
Suddenly, a thought struck him. He opened the window and looked out, only to see the beautiful figure he so longed for
, her steps faltering, gradually receding into the distance… Had she stood outside all night?! A sharp
pain shot through his heart… Perhaps she had truly given up on him… Oh well, she never intended to be with him anyway
, Ying Zheng consoled himself, clearly remembering the letter, his heart gradually turning cold again…
After breakfast, Ying Zheng went to the place for his morning lessons, only to find Qin Qing looking haggard, sitting there blankly.
Although his heart ached, Ying Zheng coughed lightly and went inside. Hearing Ying Zheng cough, Qin Qing quickly
wiped her eyes, composed herself, and began her lesson.
However, she didn't even understand what she was saying... As she spoke, her expression grew increasingly
sorrowful, until finally she couldn't help but put down her bamboo slips, cover her face, and sob softly... Seeing Qin Qing cry, Ying Zheng felt
as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He finally couldn't help but ask with concern, "Grand Tutor, what's wrong?"
Hearing Ying Zheng's question, especially the words "Grand Tutor," Qin Qing's emotions finally erupted, and she burst into tears:
"Zheng'er, do you really not want to forgive your mother?" Ying Zheng, who was regretting his mistake the night before,
remembered Qin Qing's letter and her rejection when he heard her say forgiveness. His voice turned cold: "What difference does forgiveness make to you
? You would never love me anyway, and you've wanted to avoid me for a long time!"
Hearing his words, Qin Qing's heart cleared, and she choked out the words she most wanted to say:
"Zheng'er, actually, I can't bear to part with you either. I want to cherish you for the rest of my life. I wanted to leave back then because
your desires were too strong, and I was afraid you'd do something to betray Shaolong, something a mother and child shouldn't
do. It wasn't until I was about to be violated by Lao Ai that I truly understood your feelings. Seeing you like this
, I know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to change... Also, I've realized I
love you too, Zheng'er, not just as a mother, but also as a man... I'd do anything for you now
..." A blush crept onto Qin Qing's cheeks as she spoke of her embarrassment...
Although Ying Zheng's heart softened upon hearing this, he still spoke with a hint of sarcasm, "Aren't you afraid of betraying
Xiang Shaolong now?" Qin Qing raised her head, her expression slightly pained, but her tone was firm: "Mother only wants
Zheng'er to be happy now. Seeing Zheng'er in pain makes Mother's heart ache even more!" Seeing the painful yet resolute
look on Qin Qing's face, Ying Zheng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he said, "I don't believe that one day you will abandon
me and leave!" "What do you want Mother to do to believe me?" Qin Qing's voice was already pleading.
For some reason, Ying Zheng blurted out, "I want you now, are you willing to give yourself to me?" As soon as he finished speaking, he
regretted it. But seeing Qin Qing's face turn pale, he couldn't help but mock her, "I knew it..."
But before he could say more than a few words, he was interrupted by Qin Qing's actions!
Qin Qing stood up, wiped away her tears, and actually began to take off her clothes. Looking at Ying Zheng's still cold
eyes, the sorrow on her face deepened. Zheng'er no longer believes me, so let him vent
, even if it's just physical pleasure… His hands didn't stop, but his eyes slowly closed, a single tear
rolling down his cheek…
Ying Zheng watched as Qin Qing removed her clothes piece by piece. Although something within him began to crumble, he only
watched with a cold smile. It wasn't until Qin Qing even removed her last garment that he truly believed in her
willingness to give everything for him. Unwilling to suppress his feelings any longer, and unable to bear seeing Qin Qing so
foolishly give, causing irreparable wounds in her heart, Ying Zheng finally lowered his guard and cried out, "Mother!"
He embraced Qin Qing tightly, tears streaming down his face: "Mother, Zheng'er believes you!
Don't take any more off…"
Qin Qing, who had almost given up hope, felt a renewed sense of hope at Ying Zheng's cry of "Mother," and
this time, she wept tears of joy for him. Zheng'er is back; he's still willing to forgive me! "Zheng'er
, Zheng'er... Mother will never be separated from you again!" Qin Qing couldn't suppress her emotions and
spoke her truest feelings...
The two embraced and wept, and only after a long time did they slowly stop crying. Ying Zheng thought of what happened last night, his face full of
guilt: "Mother, but I did something wrong to you last night, I deserve to die!" Qin Qing thought of
what happened last night, her face also stinging with sorrow, but she still gently comforted him: "Mother knows that you still hated me then, and wanted to make me angry
, Mother doesn't blame you..."
Ying Zheng obviously noticed the slight sourness in Qin Qing's tone, and his heart was filled with joy. Mother still cared about
what happened yesterday, she was jealous, she really liked me! He couldn't help but kiss Qin Qing's tender face and said excitedly
: "Mother, you don't have to worry, I will only ever love you. Only you are my woman, only you are worthy to be my
queen!"
Qin Qing blushed when Ying Zheng kissed her on the cheek, but she still suppressed her shyness and hurriedly said:
"Zheng'er, you are destined to be a wise and virtuous ruler who will unify the seven kingdoms. How can you have only one woman? Besides, I am no
longer a virgin, so how can I marry you and become your queen... Yesterday, I almost... As long as you love me and
are happy every day, I will be content. I don't care about titles..."
Upon hearing Qin Qing's words and seeing her slightly pained expression, clearly remembering
the humiliation she suffered at the hands of Lao Ai yesterday, Ying Zheng couldn't help but shout fiercely, "Mother, I don't care! No matter what
, you are the best woman in my heart. I will marry you and make you my queen. Anyone who dares to object,
I will kill them. If the whole world objects, I will slaughter all the people!" His last sentence was delivered with a resounding tone
, radiating domineering power!
Qin Qing was deeply moved, but fearing that Xiao Pan might one day fight against the entire world for her sake, she gently comforted
him, "Silly child, I won't allow you to harm anyone to marry me. I'm already content to be by your side.
If you really do that, I will leave you and never come back!" Her tone became resolute as she spoke
. Ying Zheng looked aggrieved, but seeing the determination on Qin Qing's face, he felt frustrated and racked his brains
for a solution... but his mind was a jumbled mess, and he couldn't think of anything.
Filled with resentment, Ying Zheng vented his anger by lightly slapping Qin Qing's bare, upturned buttocks, which had been stripped of her underpants
. With a soft "smack," a slightly painful yet shy expression appeared on Qin Qing's face: "Zheng'er, how
could you hit your mother, especially down there..." Her voice was soft and sweet, and her beautiful, rosy cheeks were incredibly alluring.
Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng felt an unbearable itch in his heart. With Qin Qing so close, her delicate fragrance filling his nostrils,
his lower body immediately stirred. He began gently kneading the spot where he had just hit Qin Qing, and earnestly apologized
, "Mother, I didn't mean to. Did it hurt? Let me rub it for you!" But his tone was lewd
; clearly, he was completely aroused by the smooth, soft, and bouncy sensation in his hands.
Qin Qing's body was pressed tightly against Ying Zheng's, and she naturally felt the change in his lower body. Embarrassed, she buried her face in Ying Zheng's
chest, not daring to lift her head: "How can you rub like that, you naughty boy!" Her breathing gradually quickened, but
how could Ying Zheng be so easily satisfied? One hand slowly explored Qin Qing's buttocks, feeling the tight, tender,
and moist heat, while the other hand kneaded one of Qin Qing's breasts through her bodice, his words unusually innocent: "Mother,
is Zheng'er good? Does it not hurt anymore?"
Although Qin Qing was extremely shy about what was about to happen, she knew... Unable to refuse any longer, Qin Qing blushed and
glared at Ying Zheng, saying, "How did you become so bad after just one night? You even dare to touch your mother like that. Humph, did that
little palace maid teach you... Ah... Be gentle..." Upon hearing the words "little palace maid," Ying Zheng's grip
tightened, and he squeezed the nipple on her breast with a bit more force... Although Qin Qing told Ying Zheng to be gentle,
her face flushed a seductive crimson from the attack on her sensitive spot. She gasped for breath, her body trembling slightly
, clearly experiencing pleasure and intense enjoyment.
Looking at Qin Qing's alluring expression, Ying Zheng's erection grew even harder, and excitement appeared on his face
. "Mother, I can make you even more comfortable!" he said, his hand, which had been roaming and gliding between Qin Qing's buttocks...
He leaned forward again, teasing Qin Qing's two fleshy lips and the protruding clitoris above them. Seeing Qin Qing's
eyes glazed over and her soft moans under his caresses, Ying Zheng parted a finger and gently inserted it into her vagina
, thrusting it rapidly in and out of her already wet passage…
Qin Qing, lying on top of Ying Zheng, felt her most sensitive spot being touched like this. Coupled with her lingering
guilt over betraying Xiang Shaolong and the forbidden pleasure of breaking moral boundaries, she involuntarily pressed her entire body against Ying Zheng,
writhing violently. The lustful fluids gushing from within soaked Ying Zheng's entire finger, her breathing became more
rapid, and her moans grew louder.
"Zheng'er… um… you… you… so bad… how… ah… how… um…
you can… use… use your… finger… to… insert… insert… into… that… there… um… you're so
bad… bad boy… I… I am… your… your mother… ah…"
Ying Zheng, aroused by Qin Qing's writhing and rubbing against him, and hearing such alluring moans, could no longer restrain
himself. With one hand, he untied the silk knot of Qin Qing's bodice at the back, while the other swiftly tore off her clothes: "Mother,
Zheng'er is going to make you Queen!" Qin Qing, who had been enjoying the pleasure of Ying Zheng's teasing,
regained some consciousness after his hand left. Seeing Ying Zheng remove his clothes, she immediately understood what was about to happen.
Although she no longer refused, her feminine modesty made her hold onto her bodice, which was about to slip down. With a face full
of shyness, she said, "Zheng'er, not here, okay? Let's go back to your palace and...and..." She was
too ashamed to speak, unable to say that she wanted to have intercourse with Ying Zheng...
Ying Zheng was already burning with desire and didn't stop. He gently pulled away
the bodice Qin Qing was barely holding onto, leaned down, and pressed the still struggling Qin Qing onto the mat. Then, he slowly parted Qin Qing's
thighs, which she had clenched tightly in embarrassment, and thrust his lower body forward slightly, gently rubbing the head of his penis against Qin Qing's vulva, coating it with her vaginal fluid, in order to
immediately penetrate her.
Qin Qing felt her private parts being rubbed by this hot, large thing that didn't belong to Xiang Shaolong.
A tingling, itchy sensation gradually spread from her vagina, and her slender waist involuntarily arched, as if trying to take Ying Zheng
's massive member into her body. At this moment, Qin Qing felt extremely ashamed, because she actually wanted Ying Zheng to
thrust in quickly and forcefully to relieve her itch… “How have I become so lewd? I wasn't
like this when I was with Shaolong…” Qin Qing cursed herself inwardly.
The tingling sensation in her lower body grew stronger, but Ying Zheng's massive member hesitated to enter. She couldn't help
but give Ying Zheng a seductive glance. Ying Zheng had always seen Qin Qing as dignified, serene, noble, and gentle,
like an untouchable goddess. Now, seeing her alluring gaze, he almost shuddered and ejaculated
. Fortunately, after his night with that little palace maid, he composed himself and barely managed to hold back his semen. Then,
Ying Zheng could no longer suppress his rising lust. He aimed his large southern limbs at Qin Qing and thrust his lower body forward...
but all he heard was Qin Qing's scream of pain. Her face, which had been flushed with pleasure, turned pale
, and her body arched slightly from the intense pain in her lower body: "Hiss...it hurts so much...Zheng'er...you...
you slowly...come...in...in...mother's...inside...is...
not...like...other...women's..."
Seeing Qin Qing in so much pain, Ying Zheng felt very sorry for her. He endured the intense pleasure of his glans being squeezed by Qin Qing's soft passage
and slowly pushed in. But he felt that it was unusually tight and winding, with many obstacles.
During the insertion, Ying Zheng almost ejaculated several times...
It turned out that Qin Qing's private parts also had a story behind them, that famous "nine-bend, eighteen-turn sheep intestine."
When she had her first time, she was truly in great pain. Although Xiang Shaolong loved and cherished her, and was very experienced,
the process of deflowering her was inevitably bumpy and difficult, making it three times more arduous than for ordinary women. Even in their subsequent sexual intercourse,
despite Xiang Shaolong's impressive size, he could only occasionally reach her clitoris, so Qin Qing's pleasure
wasn't very intense. Although she would experience orgasms, it was far less than with Xiang Shaolong's other wives and concubines.
Xiang Shaolong knew Qin Qing possessed exceptional beauty, but he couldn't bring her to truly experience supreme pleasure. His
previously arrogant male pride, built up over countless women, was shattered for the first time, which was
one of the main reasons he preferred Qin Qing to help him with her hands.
Meanwhile, Ying Zheng slowly explored, enduring the pleasure of being squeezed by layers of tender flesh. After an unknown amount of time,
his glans finally touched a soft, warm mound of flesh! The fleshy mass trembled a few times upon being touched by the burning hot glans
, and began to emit a suction force, like a tender little mouth sucking on Ying Zheng's glans.
The soft flesh walls surrounding Ying Zheng's penis also began to writhe and knead, rubbing against Ying Zheng's penis, and occasionally
secreting some sticky fluid...
"Mmm...!!!" Qin Qing felt Ying Zheng's hot penis slowly entering, and later it even entered
a place that Shao Long could not reach before. When Ying Zheng's glans touched her clitoris, she felt a
pleasure she had never experienced before, a pleasure that made her breathless and dizzy. Although she still felt guilty for betraying Shao Long,
a high-pitched moan involuntarily came from her throat.
However, the initially overwhelming sense of satisfaction turned into an even more intense tingling and itching sensation as Ying Zheng paused . Unable to resist
, she tightly wrapped her legs around Ying Zheng's waist, violently twisting her flawless body in an attempt to lessen the
tickling feeling, but to no avail. Finally, she suppressed her shame: "Zheng...Zheng'er...um...faster...
move...move...Mother...good...um...feels...so itchy...faster...faster...use...your
...big...big...big...harder...insert...insert...Mother..." At this moment, she had truly forgotten about Xiang Shaolong
...
Ying Zheng, who had initially worried about Qin Qing's pain, saw her face slowly relax, now flushed
and radiant with desire. Coupled with hearing such alluring words, how could he possibly restrain his youthful lust!
The hand that had been supporting Qin Qing's thighs pressed against her firm breasts, kneading them forcefully.
His entire body pressed heavily against Qin Qing, and his lower body began to thrust wildly like a pile driver! Instantly, Ying...
Zheng felt a surge of pleasure coursing through his body like lightning from the Great Southern Kingdom: "Mother, your little hole is so tight, so winding and squeezing...
It feels so good!" Mother is pinned down by me, doing what only husband and wife can do!
Strange yet inflamed thoughts surged within Ying Zheng.
Qin Qing, under Ying Zheng's intense thrusting, felt as if she were floating on clouds, her
consciousness beginning to blur. Hearing Ying Zheng's words, a strange
sensation ran through her, like being tickled by downy hairs. Thinking that she was secretly with her beloved child behind Shaolong's back, their lovemaking intensified, her tone involuntarily
becoming more lewd:
"Ah... Zheng... Zheng'er... you... um... you are... so... oh... so... amazing
... you... thrust... into me... so... so... so... good... I'm... in heaven... I've never...
never..." "I've tasted...so...so...ah...the...pleasure...mmm...harder
...fuck...fuck me to death..." In the ecstasy, even swear words he had never uttered before slipped out...
Ying Zheng, who was on top of Qin Qing, thrusting tirelessly, heard Qin Qing vaguely say that she had never tasted such
pleasure before, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mother, didn't you and Master do this before? How come you haven't tasted this
kind of pleasure?" Speaking of Master, he couldn't help but think of the master he admired most, and the master's beloved wife was
now being fiercely pampered by him! This dark thought of cuckolding someone he respected
made his lower body thrust even faster…
Under his increasingly rapid thrusts, Qin Qing felt wave after wave of pleasure, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably
, clearly about to reach the peak of her sexual encounter. Her voice became even more indistinct: “Mother… um… um…
Mother and… you… Shaolong… ah… Master Shaolong… are… husband and wife… oh… husband and wife… you…
hit… hit Mother… Mother’s… flower… flower… of course… um… been… done… done… by you… Master…
like this… ah… but… but his… um… his… thing… thing…
didn’t… have…” "Your... oh... not as deep as you... you go in... so deep... ah... you
can say... you... you are... the first... the first... truly... truly possessing... Mother...
Mother's... man... man... ahhh... Mother... Mother is coming!!!"
As she spoke, Qin Qing tightly wrapped her body around Ying Zheng, twisting violently. Her
soft, tender flesh, constantly being violated by Ying Zheng's large rod, also involuntarily contracted violently with the arrival of the climax, tightly gripping Ying Zheng's large rod
. At the same time, her whole body convulsed strongly, and a large amount of hot, lustful fluid gushed out from the depths of her vagina...
When Ying Zheng heard Qin Qing say that he could be considered her first man, his desire was already surging
. Now, with her already exceptionally tight and tender flesh walls squeezing so forcefully, plus the hot vaginal
fluid dripping onto his glans, how could he possibly hold back? He thrust forcefully a few times, and finally, with a powerful thrust of his waist, he felt
his glans, which had swelled slightly again, squeeze into an even tighter place, advancing a distance further inside.
Finally, a tingling, numbing sensation ran down his spine, and the pleasure amplified countless times. He couldn't help but roar, "Zheng'er
is here too! Zheng'er and Mother are finally husband and wife!!!" Immediately, Ying Zheng's entire penis and testicles
began to throb, and waves of semen shot out, shooting straight into the deepest part of Qin Qing's vagina—her uterus.
Ying Zheng felt his vision gradually whiten, and his consciousness became blurred…
Qin Qing, already in the throes of intense orgasm, felt a sharp pain in her lower body followed by an even stronger wave
of pleasure. Heavens, Zheng'er actually managed to enter my uterus… Ugh… So hot… The semen shot
deep into my uterus… It shot so powerfully… Zheng'er, Mother is going to be pregnant with your child!!! Under the dual stimulation of psychology and
physiology, Qin Qing's spasms became even more intense, her pleasure surged, and she experienced another, even more intense
orgasm, before she drifted off into a daze and fainted...
Ejaculation lasted for a considerable time, until even Qin Qing's vaginal opening overflowed with milky white fluid, at which point
Ying Zheng, panting and somewhat exhausted, collapsed onto Qin Qing... Meanwhile, the gradually weakening Da Nan Bang Guo also "
popped" out of Qin Qing's body, along with a large amount of viscous mixed fluid. Ying Zheng also felt a wave of fatigue
wash over him, and coupled with not having slept well the night before, he drifted off to sleep on Qin Qing...
After an incense stick's time, a satisfied Qin Qing awoke from the dazed state brought on by the extreme orgasm, and seeing that both of them
were naked, with Ying Zheng still on top of her, a blush rose to her face again. Suddenly, she thought of Xiang
Shaolong again, and a wave of guilt washed over her. Recalling all the moments she shared with him, she realized she had
betrayed him and given herself to Zheng'er. Her heart ached, and regret welled up within her. But then, turning to see
Ying Zheng sleeping soundly, a sweet smile on his face, Qin Qing felt that everything she had given was worthwhile.
Qin Qing carefully moved Ying Zheng to her side, and gently took a silk cloth to wipe the sweat from their bodies.
When she wiped Ying Zheng's lower body, looking at his now-normal penis, she couldn't help but feel a surge of desire,
remembering the intoxicating pleasure they had just shared. She couldn't help but gently grasp and squeeze it, whispering, "You naughty thing,
I don't know how you managed to make me so infatuated!" Before she finished speaking, she heard a soft moan coming from the sleeping Ying Zheng.
Thinking he was about to wake up, Qin Qing quickly released her hand, her face already flushed with embarrassment. Good heavens,
how could I have become so shameless…
After a while, Qin Qing still hadn't seen Ying Zheng truly wake up, only occasionally hearing his whispered words:
“Mother, your little hole is so tight!” “Let’s do it again!” “Zheng’er feels so good!” “Haha, Mother, you
’re not Master’s wife anymore, you belong to Zheng’er forever!” Qin Qing felt a mix of shame and guilt, and couldn’t help but recall
the dizzying pleasure from before. Her lower body began to tingle and itch again, and her legs felt weak.
She quickly suppressed her desire, hurriedly cleaned their bodies, and then put on her clothes. Qin Qing was worried that Ying Zheng
would catch a cold lying on the ground through the mat, so she held him in her arms. After sitting down, she gazed deeply at Ying Zheng’s sleeping face in her arms
, and couldn’t help but gently stroke the slightly messy hair on his forehead. For a moment, she was somewhat lost in thought.
After such a tender and intimate moment, the maternal love and romantic feelings in his heart gradually became intertwined, and he could no longer distinguish
between them...
After a long while, Ying Zheng slowly woke up and saw Qin Qing holding him in her arms,
looking at him with loving and gentle eyes. His heart fluttered again, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss Qin Qing's cherry lips.
He felt two slightly cool and soft lips and smelled a faint fragrance. However, after a while,
he heard Qin Qing chuckle.
After kissing Qin Qing's lips, Ying Zheng made no further moves. When Ying Zheng looked at her in surprise
, Qin Qing couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Finally stopping, she said playfully, "Zheng'er, a kiss
isn't just about lips touching lips." Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "I've seen Mother and Master
kiss like this before. Mother, tell me, how did you and Master kiss before?" Mentioning his master reminded him of how
his master had taken his mother, and now he was having such an intimate relationship with his master's wife. Ying Zheng
secretly regained a sense of balance and chuckled to himself.
Qin Qing noticed the strange light flashing in Ying Zheng's eyes whenever he mentioned his master, and naturally knew what he was thinking.
Instantly, her face flushed with shyness. She reached out and gently patted Ying Zheng's head, her voice tinged with coquettishness: "Naughty Zheng'er, don't
think such things, or Mother will never speak to you again!" However, such an alluring expression and tone stirred up
waves of desire in Ying Zheng's heart. He couldn't help but hug Qin Qing tightly, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Mother, Zheng'er really loves
you!" And his lips once again explored Qin Qing's lips... This time, under Ying Zheng's genuine affection, Qin Qing's heart
was also filled with passion. She even took the initiative to extend her tongue, guiding and teaching Ying Zheng the techniques of kissing...
The passive Ying Zheng only felt a smooth, tender tongue playfully licking his lips, making him itch with desire.
He couldn't help but open his mouth to bite her. Unexpectedly, her fragrant tongue slipped in, intertwining with his, and
bringing with it some of Qin Qing's slightly sweet saliva, which he couldn't help but lick and suck... Ying Zheng's comprehension was clearly exceptional;
guided by Qin Qing's fragrant tongue, he soon mastered the art of tongue-entwining, turning the tables and
beginning to ravage and plunder Qin Qing's lips and tongue...
As the kiss deepened, their body temperatures began to rise slowly, and their breathing became increasingly rapid. Ying Zheng
's hands involuntarily climbed onto Qin Qing's pert breasts once more, kneading them forcefully...
Qin Qing quickly and gently pushed away Ying Zheng, who was about to press down on her again, removing his
hand that was still playing with her breasts, and said with feigned reproach, "Zheng'er, we've already done it once, why do you want it again!" Ying Zheng
looked at her with unusual grievance, "Mother, but it's so hard and uncomfortable!" As he spoke, he pulled Qin Qing's small hand over and placed it
on his large breasts.
Feeling the unusual heat and hardness of the object in her hand, Qin Qing couldn't help but gently squeeze it, and
that shameful feeling returned
to her lower body... She suddenly snapped out of her daze and quickly released the thing that had been driving her wild with pleasure, her face already flushed: "Can't we do it again when we get back tonight? You're going to hurt yourself like this..."
Ying Zheng wouldn't listen and pressed Qin Qing down on top of him again: "Even if I die for my mother, I'd be willing
!" Qin Qing chuckled again: "You lecherous Zheng'er, how did you learn to be so glib?" Then
she sighed slightly: "Looks like I'll have to put on my clothes again today..." As she spoke, she gently released Ying Zheng's
hand that was about to untie her belt...
Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng miraculously stopped. Qin Qing couldn't help but open her eyes and look at Ying Zheng curiously. But seeing Ying
Zheng looking at her with a smile, she blushed deeply, her small fists raining down on his chest as she softly scolded
, "Zheng'er, what do you want from me!" Ying Zheng, amused by Qin Qing's girlish behavior,
chuckled lewdly, "Mother, Zheng'er won't take off your clothes this time!" He then lifted Qin Qing's skirt and plunged his head
inside…
A tearing sound was heard, and Qin Qing immediately felt a chill in her lower body. She quickly squeezed
her legs together and asked urgently, "Zheng'er, what are you doing? You've torn my clothes!" "How will Mother get back later?"
A muffled voice came from under her skirt: "Mother, don't worry, I only
tore a slit in your panties. I'll pull down the skirt right away and no one will see... Mmm... Mother, your lower part is so beautiful, and I
can smell a sweet fragrance... I want to kiss it..." He pressed his lips against hers...
Although Ying Zheng had seen everything clearly yesterday, and they had even had their most intimate encounter today,
Qin Qing's natural shyness made her slightly shift her body back, trying to escape Ying Zheng's grasp. When Ying Zheng's lips
were close, and his tongue was licking and playing around on her, occasionally slipping inside and
making gurgling sounds from his throat, Qin Qing's breathing quickened. She hurriedly pushed Ying Zheng's
head away, urgently stopping him: "Zheng'er, don't... kiss there... ah... it's dirty there... mmm... don't...
don't put your tongue... in..."
Her voice trembled with pleasure, and a blush rose to her face. Good heavens! Not only did Zheng'er lick
her most private parts, but he also swallowed the fluid inside!
Caught under Qin Qing's skirt, Ying Zheng mumbled indistinctly, "Mother's place isn't dirty. In Zheng'er's eyes,
everything about Mother is the most beautiful and the best. Zheng'er likes it all... Mmm... Mother's fluid is so delicious... sweet and fragrant
..." Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Qin Qing, though extremely shy, felt a surge of tenderness in her heart and said emotionally
, "Bad... bad Zheng'er, you're willing... willing to do this to Mother, and Mother likes it very much... um..."
The hand that had been pushing Ying Zheng's head away now pressed down, gently pressing his lips to her most secret
place...
Ying Zheng played with Qin Qing's private parts for a while, feeling a burning desire within him. He hurriedly unbuckled
his belt and pulled down his trousers. In his haste, he glanced at Qin Qing, only to see her face flushed, clearly already
aroused.
So Ying Zheng gently stretched out his arms and lifted Qin Qing onto his lap, while his lower body continued
to explore along her skirt. Before long, he touched that exceptionally soft and tender spot. Qin Qing was aroused by his burning heat.
She shuddered violently, letting out a soft "Mmm," her eyes brimming with a seductive allure. Ying Zheng's
heart skipped a beat, and with a gentle thrust, he slowly pushed the Great Southern Border Kingdom deeper inside...
Ying Zheng felt his Great Southern Border Kingdom, at its very tip, being squeezed once more by the warm, moist flesh of Qin Qing's vagina
, and that deadly pleasure of being sucked in layer by layer surged through his heart again. He groaned softly with pleasure:
"Mother, your little hole feels so good, so soft and hot, and it's sucking on Zheng'er's stick!" Qin Qing still retained
a sliver of consciousness this time, but his explicit words made her blush again. She lowered her shy face, nestled in Ying Zheng's arms,
and gasped, "Mother... is also... Zheng'er... um... Zheng'er's big thing... big thing... um...
it's... so... so good... ah..."
Looking at Qin Qing's blushing face in his arms, Ying Zheng felt a surge of excitement. In a moment of impulse, he actually moved his lower
body, holding Qin Qing's writhing body, and stood up. "Ah!" With a gasp from Qin Qing, Ying
Zheng carried Qin Qing to the door and opened the closed door. The blinding sunlight streamed in, and
several armored guards stood not far from the doorway…
Qin Qing was so frightened she almost cried, urgently saying, “Zheng’er… um… Zheng’er… quickly… close the
door… close the door… ah… don’t let mother… be… um… seen by other men…
okay…” Her body, stimulated by the presence of other men, became unusually sensitive, and she began to experience surging climaxes.
But then she saw Ying Zheng lewdly smile: “Of course Zheng’er won’t let anyone see mother. If anyone really sees her, Zheng’er will be
the first to kill him!” As he spoke, his movements became even more intense…
Qin Qing glanced at the guards out of the corner of her eye and, seeing that they were standing with their backs to her, secretly relaxed. But
the waves of pleasure surging through her body made her want to groan loudly, yet she was afraid that the
guards would hear and attract their attention. She glared at Ying Zheng, then suddenly bit down hard on his shoulder.
Ying Zheng, startled by Qin Qing's glare, felt a chill run
down his spine. He was about to close the door when a sharp pain shot through his shoulder,
causing him to shudder. The double stimulation made his manhood throb uncontrollably; he couldn't suppress the dizzying pleasure. Ying Zheng thrust heavily a few times, ejaculating reluctantly.
Qin Qing, still intensely aroused, felt the heat of Ying Zheng's semen, and her body began to writhe violently. A spasm
escaped her lips with a high-pitched moan, "Ugh!" Suddenly realizing the guards would find out
, she somehow mustered the strength to slam the half-closed door shut…
The guards, who had been dozing off, were suddenly aroused by Qin Qing's final, alluring moan. They peered
over, only to see the door tightly shut. Shaking their heads, they assumed they were hallucinating.
The two people inside the door were already lying on the ground, panting heavily. Ying Zheng, slowly recovering,
looked at Qin Qing with a wronged expression: "Mother, why did you bite me? You made me ejaculate so quickly!" Qin Qing's face flushed with
anger: "Zheng'er, is this how you love someone, making your mother worry so much?!" Recalling what Ying Zheng had done to her
, large tears rolled down Qin Qing's cheeks.
Seeing Qin Qing's tears, Ying Zheng began to regret his impulsive actions: "Mother, Zheng'er was wrong, Zheng'er
will never dare to do it again. Mother, please don't cry, okay?" Seeing that Ying Zheng truly regretted his mistake, Qin Qing's anger subsided slightly
, and her tone softened: "Zheng'er, you must remember, loving someone means making them happy, respecting them. If you
do this again, your mother will have no choice but to die!" Hearing Qin Qing mention death, Ying Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He hugged Qin Qing tightly, crying, "Mother, Zheng'er won't allow you to say 'death.' I promise I will be good from now on..." "Good Mother, listen to Mother
! As long as Mother doesn't leave Zheng'er!"
Qin Qing knew her tone was too harsh. She wiped away Ying Zheng's tears and gently stroked his
head, which was nestled in her arms. "Mother will never leave you. Look at you, saying you'll be good to Mother, yet you cry so loudly.
Aren't you making Mother cry with you?" Ying Zheng saw the deep affection reappear in Qin Qing's slightly swollen eyes, and
for a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the happy times of his childhood with his mother. The person before him seemed to slowly
transform into his birth mother, Zhao Ni...
"Mother!" Ying Zheng's voice trembled, filled with a child's deep longing for his mother. Qin Qing's
heart skipped a beat at his calling her "Mother." Looking down, she saw only deep affection in Ying Zheng's eyes, but
the person reflected in his eyes was not her. Knowing that Ying Zheng might be thinking of his birth mother because of her, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous of
Zhao Ni. But upon reflection, she felt relieved. After all, they were bound by blood, and she, as both
mother and wife, was no less than Zhao Ni. Her jealousy vanished, and a mischievous thought arose within her…
In his fantasy, Ying Zheng suddenly felt Zhao Ni wriggle in his arms, and to his utter horror,
he discovered that his penis was actually inserted into his birth mother Zhao Ni's vagina! The thought alone
caused his previously limp penis to instantly become erect, and Zhao Ni, aroused by the burning heat of the penis, looked
at him with languid eyes, coquettishly saying, "Mmm... naughty boy... why are you thinking about this again..."
Ying Zheng, disregarding that she was his birth mother, grabbed Zhao Ni's thighs and began thrusting into her vagina,
asking, "Mother, how could I be doing something so pleasurable with you?" Zhao Ni chuckled
, "Naughty boy... wasn't it because you peeked at your mother masturbating... not satisfied with just watching... mmm... you actually rushed in and
raped your mother... sigh... you really are... you don't even spare your own mother... um... before you
came out of my vagina, now your penis is back inside... hehehe..." She laughed again
.
Ying Zheng was confused. Although he had peeked at his mother masturbating, had he later gone in and done even more
? He couldn't remember anything at all... Looking at Zhao Ni, who was in ecstasy because of him
, he put aside his chaotic thoughts and began to work hard on his birth mother...
Obviously, his birth mother's body made Ying Zheng even more passionate. His hands also explored inside Zhao Ni's clothes and kept wandering around.
Da Nanbangguo was going in and out as fast as flying. Zhao Ni under him was being penetrated to the point of climax, moaning repeatedly.
As he reached his final moment, Zhao Ni beneath him had already climaxed several times. In her dazed state, she sensed Ying Zheng was about to
ejaculate, and she weakly cried out, "Bad boy, Mother wants to give you a son, so he can call you
brother..."
Hearing this, Ying Zheng felt a jolt of numbness throughout his body, and thrust hard into Zhao Ni's depths, ejaculating wave after wave into his birth mother's
womb, not forgetting to cry out, "No, he must call me father!" With that, Ying Zheng's vision went black, and
he fainted at his climax...
As the sun set, Ying Zheng slowly awoke, suddenly seeing a naked woman beneath him. Upon closer inspection, he realized it
was Qin Qing, and the memories from before slowly returned to his mind. What had happened to his mother just now? After thinking for a while,
he realized that he had actually mistaken Qin Qing for his birth mother… A sense of guilt welled up in his heart, but it was also tinged with
a hint of excitement. If only he could really have sex with his mother… As soon as the thought crossed his mind,
his penis began to stir, but a sharp pain immediately shot through him. He gently withdrew his penis from Qin Qing's vagina, only
to find it slightly bruised. He finally realized he had gone too far today…
At this moment, Qin Qing also woke up from her slumber, just preparing… She stood up, a sudden pain shooting through her private parts.
She frowned slightly and looked down, seeing her labia were abnormally swollen and red, a section of pink vaginal flesh turned outwards
, oozing blood… Looking at Ying Zheng, she saw him gritting his teeth and rubbing his bruised and purple vulva.
She couldn't help but giggle, "I've made you take it again and again, and you still don't know how to rest. How is it, the taste of your mother, isn't it good
?"
Hearing Qin Qing mention "mother," Ying Zheng realized that Qin Qing had also played a seductive role in his actions, and feigned anger, saying:
"Hmph, Mother, you're so naughty! You actually dressed up as Mother and me... and me..." He couldn't finish his sentence.
Seeing his adorable, hesitant expression, Qin Qing couldn't help but giggle. "
Why were you so passionate when you were doing 'that' with your mother just now? Now you're embarrassed to talk about it?"
Ying Zheng blushed at Qin Qing's laughter and stammered, "I don't know either, it just felt really
exciting. If I were really with Mother..." He then buried his face in Qin Qing's arms, acting coquettishly.
"Mother, don't laugh at Zheng'er!" Qin Qing gently pushed him away, pretending to be angry, and said, "Hmph,
now that you have a mother, you've forgotten about me, haven't you? I'm never talking to you again!"
Seeing the smile on Qin Qing's face, Ying Zheng knew she was joking.
He snuggled into Qin Qing's arms again, taking the opportunity to rub his face against her breasts, saying, "Mother, Zheng'er will only ever love you
... You're my only mother, and only you can breastfeed Zheng'er... Mmm... So fragrant." His voice
became muffled as he suckled Qin Qing's nipple...
Qin Qing blushed and... Ying Zheng pushed her away, scolding, "What's the point of breastfeeding a child this big!" Seeing Ying
Zheng about to lean in again, looking aggrieved, she quickly stopped him, saying, "Alright, it's time for dinner. You have to handle state
affairs tonight, and you're not allowed to do this during the day!" Seeing Ying Zheng's face turn resentful, she added, "Unless
you don't want your throne anymore!" Upon hearing the throne, Ying Zheng's expression turned solemn; it was
what he desperately needed right now… Finally, he dressed and obediently went to have dinner with Qin Qing…
That night, they slept in each other's arms, surprisingly not doing anything more. Actually, it wasn't that Ying Zheng didn't want to, but both of their
bodies needed to recover…
The next day, when he woke up, Ying Zheng saw Qin Qing lying beside him wearing only a bodice, and couldn't help but smile happily.
But looking at Qin Qing's beautiful face and curvaceous body in her sleep, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel lustful again.
After a night's rest, Ying Zheng had fully recovered. He gently lifted the blanket, carefully
untying the silk ribbons of Qin Qing's bodice, revealing that the swelling in her alluring little cave had subsided. Relieved, he leaned down and pressed Qin
Qing beneath him, his lower body thrusting slightly, entering that fiery, ecstatic cave once more, his lips already pressed against
Qin Qing's…
Qin Qing was quickly awakened by Ying Zheng, giving him a reproachful look, as if blaming him for
disturbing her sleep so early in the morning. But the pleasure emanating from her private parts made her involuntarily hug Ying Zheng's body tighter, kissing
him and writhing in response… In this tender intimacy, a
feeling of mingled desire arose between them, as if there was no longer any distance between them!
Their passion continued until the sun was high in the sky. Realizing the time was amiss, the two quickly ate breakfast and went together to
their morning lessons. During class, Ying Zheng, seeing Qin Qing sitting dignifiedly opposite him, couldn't resist the urge. He pulled
her into his arms and told her to sit on his lap while he taught her.
Although Qin Qing was shy and blushed easily, she found that while Ying Zheng was clumsy, he
was actually quite attentive in class, only occasionally getting carried away. So she patiently let him have his way… However, from that
day on, every night Qin Qing was exhausted and begged for mercy from Ying Zheng. Gradually, Qin Qing began to consider having
Ying Zheng take her as a concubine…
And the days passed by amidst their laughter and joy. One day, Ying Zheng suddenly remembered an
important matter he hadn't dealt with…
(To be continued
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