【The Tale of Elegance】

On the fifth day of the ninth month of the fifth year of the Black Luman calendar , the night 　　outside the capital city of Ligas was cool and still. Thick black clouds obscured the bright moon, and the surrounding area was silent except for the evening breeze rustling the branches, adding to the tranquility.
Suddenly, the rapid sound of hooves broke through the darkness and galloped in.
A black steed, like a ghost of the night, galloped forward with incredible speed, a true steed capable of traveling a thousand miles.
On its back was a woman, her riding skills perfectly complementing her horse.
Her hair, as black as silk, flowed in the wind, her eyes were like jewels, and her skin was like white pearls. Even in the low visibility of the night, her stunning beauty could not be concealed. Her upright posture, like a cedar tree, and her imposing military attire made her seem like a reincarnation of Athena.
The wind whistled past her ears, and the scenery rushed by. Her thoughts surged, recalling something that had happened an hour earlier, something that pierced her heart and left her deeply troubled.
Several screams shattered the tranquility of the night. "What happened?" She sprang from the bed, only to see a fiery red glow outside the west window, illuminating the entire sky—a massive fire had broken out.
The intense aura of battle emanating from the air stung her skin, accompanied by the increasingly loud sounds of clashing weapons and the clash of soldiers.
She immediately understood what had transpired.
Her deduction was quickly confirmed: the door was pushed open, and her father, clad in full military attire, appeared in the doorway. The blood on his golden armor indicated the king's arrival.
"Father! What are you doing?"
"Some of my men have instigated a mutiny," the king gasped. He was no longer young, and this sudden coup was of uncertain outcome. To secure a way out, he had to prepare.
"Hong'er, I am the king. For the honor of the Eastern royal family, I cannot leave. You must flee to a neighboring country!"
"No! Hong'er will live and die with her father!"
He gently embraced his daughter, loving yet resolute, saying, "No, the family line must not be broken. Take the king's token, the True Dragon Sword, and flee to a neighboring country!"
"If we must go, we will go together. I am willing to protect my father and fight our way out of the encirclement."
"My mind is made up. I do not regret my death, but if the legitimate royal family cannot be continued, even in death, I will have no face to meet my ancestors in the afterlife. Dongfang Zheng will become a sinner for all time. Among all my sons, you are the most skilled in martial arts. The rise and fall of the Eastern royal family from now on rests entirely on your shoulders."
As if fulfilling his last duty as a father, he gently kissed his daughter's forehead, strode out, drew his sword from his waist, and never looked back.
Tears welled in Dongfang Hong's eyes. The majestic figure of her father at their parting seemed to still be before her eyes, and in this life, she knew not if they would ever meet again.
"Father, please...please take care..." Despite the agonizing pain in her heart, Dongfang Hong dared not turn back, gazing at the palace where she had grown up, now transformed overnight, silently praying for her father.
"Found her! Someone's trying to break through the encirclement!"
"It's the princess! Don't let her escape!"
"The Commander-in-Chief has ordered that whoever captures the princess will be rewarded with 100,000 taels of gold and granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households."
The once pitch-black road suddenly blazed as bright as day, dozens of Kongming lanterns rising high, hundreds of pine resin torches lit together, revealing an impenetrable defensive network.
"Finally!" Dongfang Hong wasn't naive enough to believe she could leave the capital without hindrance. Since the rebels dared to launch a coup, they must have blocked all the surrounding roads beforehand.
However, knowing this situation, Dongfang Hong didn't escape through the hidden mountain paths, but instead forcibly broke through the main national highway. This was partly to maintain her regal bearing, but also because of her exceptional skill and absolute confidence in her swordsmanship.
"Kill!" Several snipers swung their swords down from the trees, their momentum terrifying. Seeing that they were about to strike, and Dongfang Hong still showed no reaction, he was overjoyed. This was his last thought. The True Dragon Sword, still sheathed, transformed into a crimson streak, instantly severing the head.
"Those who still want to go home to see their parents and lovers, don't come. Don't die unjustly under Dongfang Hong's sword." With that, she lightly pulled the reins, and she and her horse became a wisp of smoke, charging towards the enemy formation with unbelievable speed and elegance.
"Once she enters firing range, archers, fire immediately!" Seeing the enemy's imposing presence, the officer in charge dared not delay and gave the order.
"No matter how skilled you are, hundreds of arrows raining down on you will overwhelm you, leaving you wounded and fallen from your horse." He was confident of this.
"Sir...sir, I've heard the Princess's swordsmanship is unparalleled. Do you think we're safe?" The adjutant beside him was more worried about their situation.
"Don't worry, we're deep within the formation, as solid as a mountain, there's absolutely no danger."
A soldier forming a human wall nearby sighed sadly, "Then we're doomed."
"Fire!" With a command, the sound of arrows cutting through the air filled the air, a rain of arrows flying everywhere. If hit, one would instantly become a hedgehog.
Unfortunately, reality is far different from the expected scenario. A faint crimson light, initially extremely fine, bloomed from Dongfang Hong's wrist, then transformed into a rain of light, an incomparably sharp innate sword energy that swept down, killing all the ambushing snipers. It then deflected the arrows and charged into the encirclement.
Most of the archers, stunned by the rain of light, stood frozen, their heads severed before they could even fire a single arrow. Fortunately, Dongfang Hong didn't want to kill indiscriminately and spared some lives, but many others, upon first encounter, had their hearts severed by the innate sword energy.
The Crimson Sun Divine Sword of the Eastern Royal Family was an unparalleled divine skill once used by the founding emperor to sweep across the Nine Provinces. It was incredibly powerful, but unfortunately, it had been lost several times over the years. However, Dongfang Hong, with her extraordinary talent, managed to repair its deficiencies and bring it back to the light of day. Although not fully realized, it was still beyond the reach of ordinary people. Everyone felt a surge of intense heat assail their bodies before being eroded by the Crimson Sun's power, their souls returning to the Heaven of Reunion. Dongfang Zhenghui's decision to send his daughter to break through the encirclement was not without reason.
With a fine steed and unparalleled divine skill, Dongfang Hong was like a celestial Valkyrie reborn on earth. In the blink of an eye, she had broken through nine layers of encirclement and was about to leave the capital.
"Traitor… ah…" A scream rang out from behind, but was immediately drowned out by the clash of weapons.
Dongfang Hong recognized the voice as that of Leng Tong, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Startled, Dongfang Hong thought, "Tong'er is my dearest friend; I shouldn't have abandoned her."
With that thought, she turned her horse around and saw Leng Tong with seven or eight wounds. Facing six formidable opponents, she was indeed in dire straits. Her sword tip trembled slightly, and the True Qi of the Red Sun flowed freely, crushing the six enemies in one fell swoop.
Leng Tong, exhausted from her fierce battle, finally saw the beautiful figure before her and was overwhelmed with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy. She cried out, "Princess, Tong'er is powerless to protect His Majesty. The rebel army has breached the inner city; I fear everyone is doomed."
Although she had been somewhat prepared, upon hearing this devastating news, Dongfang Hong was still stunned. Thinking of her parents and loved ones, now separated forever, she felt an overwhelming grief with nowhere to vent it. In a fit of rage, she let out a long howl, which sent leaves flying and birds scattering in all directions.
With her emotions calming down slightly, she saw Leng Tong swaying precariously on her horse and immediately realized, "She's already badly injured and can't withstand the impact of the howl."
"Tong'er, are you alright?" she asked, channeling her inner energy into Leng Tong's body to help heal her wounds.
"Princess, thank you for saving me. This time, you saved Tong'er's life again."
"Don't speak, I'll heal your wounds and stop the bleeding," Dongfang Hong said. "If I can't even save a friend I grew up with, can I still be considered human?"
Leng Tong, who had escaped death, was panting heavily on her horse, her high breasts heaving captivatingly. Although she was covered in blood, she was still pretty and charming. While not as stunningly beautiful as Dongfang Hong, she possessed a heroic spirit and a unique charm.
Dongfang Hong channeled her inner energy, but her mind drifted back to that day many years ago.
She was only six years old then, returning to the palace from an outing when she saw a group of people, ragged and bound in shackles, being led to the execution ground. It turned out this family had offended the Emperor's carriage and were sentenced to be executed. Despite her young age, Dongfang Hong possessed a chivalrous heart. Upon learning the truth, she was filled with righteous indignation and rushed to the execution ground at the East Gate, but unfortunately, she was too late; only her five-year-old daughter remained.
Dongfang Hong didn't plead for mercy; she pushed her way through the crowd. As the executioners stood frozen in awe at her stunning beauty and courage, she approached the girl, extended her small hand, and smiled, saying, "Come, come with me!"
This became a popular story among the people of the capital. Although Dongfang Zheng was furious, he loved his daughter dearly and could only let it go. Later, the girl became a page to the princess, studying literature and martial arts together. With Dongfang Hong's deliberate promotion, she was exceptionally promoted to commander of the Imperial Guards.
To Dongfang Hong, Leng Tong was not a guard, but a close friend with whom she shared joys and sorrows, and confided her deepest secrets—the only one she could truly trust in the deep palace. In Leng Tong's memory, that smile like the rising sun, and the small hand that pulled her out of the abyss, were also an unforgettable chapter in her life. Various circumstances brought the two girls together; of course, at that time, neither of them could have imagined what would happen next.
Suddenly, a dramatic change occurred.
"Whoosh!" Several spears burst from the ground, instantly killing the black horse, while a volley of arrows rained down from all directions. Dongfang Hong reacted with lightning speed, suppressing her grief. She extended her jade-like arm, embracing Leng Tong with one hand, lightly tapping her left foot, and with a slight twist of her waist, her delicate body soared into the sky. Simultaneously, she subtly used her strength to redirect the arrows downwards, annihilating the sniper in one fell swoop.
Dongfang Hong was experienced in battle; even if the enemy launched a surprise attack, she was certain they couldn't harm her. However, she hadn't expected her opponent to be so astute, abandoning her rider to kill the horse. This "Night Star" was a birthday gift Dongfang Zheng had chosen from the tributes of Tilan Kingdom on her twelfth birthday, and she had always cherished it dearly. She was a woman of deep feeling; otherwise, she wouldn't have turned back to save Leng Tong earlier. Seeing her beloved horse in such a pitiful state, her heart ached terribly.
"Princess! It won't be easy for you to break through with Tong'er. Tong'er begs the Princess to consider the greater good."
"What are you talking about? We'll go together!"
Just as one problem arose, a large net descended from directly above. Dongfang Hong, already disoriented and carrying Leng Tong, was unable to maneuver properly. A slight delay in dodging resulted in her being completely wrapped up, unable to move, and falling to the ground.
"This is a specially made golden silk net, wrapped six times, with five layers of bewitching smoke hidden inside. I bet it can't hold them down!" The ambushing soldiers were overjoyed and, without waiting for their commander's orders, swarmed forward.
However, the net instantly glowed red-hot, as if it were molten iron rather than people. Then, a dazzling sword aura, as bright as the sun, shot skyward, slicing through six layers of golden netting. Dongfang Hong broke through again, and the soldiers who couldn't escape were all killed by the sun's powerful energy.
"Want to try again? I won't hold back this time," Dongfang Hong said coldly, dusting herself off. Though her sword was sheathed, a sharp sword aura still held everyone present in awe. No one dared forget how dazzling the sun had been when it broke through the net.
They exchanged glances, shouted, turned, and fled, disappearing completely in an instant. Seeing the crisis temporarily averted, Dongfang Hong slowly sat down, panting heavily. Tonight, in her efforts to break through the encirclement, she had continuously channeled her Red Sun Energy, and just now she had also forcefully activated her still-unmastered "True Sun Technique." Even with her martial arts reaching a pinnacle, she couldn't withstand the effects. Coupled with the inhalation of the sleeping potion, she felt dizzy and quickly sat down to regulate her breathing.
"What a potent sleeping potion! Tong'er also inhaled it; I must help her get rid of it." Relying on her profound internal energy, Dongfang Hong quickly dissipated most of the drug's effects. Ignoring the depletion of her internal energy, her first thought was to heal her friend.
Suddenly, a numbness shot through her back. An extremely cold finger force pierced through her protective Red Sun Energy, sealing more than ten acupoints on her Ren meridian. The attacker was incredibly fast, clearly a top-tier expert. To prevent her from breaking free of the acupoints, they immediately pressed twelve acupoints on her Du meridian, cutting off her internal energy. Thus, even with extraordinary abilities, Dongfang Hong would not be able to regain her mobility in a short time.
Dongfang Hong fought a bloody battle late into the night, slaying countless masters. No one could withstand even a single move from her. Just as she was about to escape, she was suddenly ambushed. Filled with anxiety and anger, she thought of her undying ambition to restore her kingdom, now shattered. Unable to speak, her inner energy dissipated, and her body slowly slumped. But she was no ordinary woman who would wallow in self-pity. Her mind raced, searching for a way to escape. A sudden flash of inspiration struck
her, and she remembered the crucial point. An indescribable fear crept into her heart for the first time. "Even a top-tier master couldn't get within ten feet of me undetected, let alone a sneak attack. Then… then could it be…" Even in dire straits, she wouldn't panic, but facing her own doubts truly terrified her from the bottom of her heart.
She turned her neck with difficulty, and the figure that appeared in her eyes confirmed her thoughts. The one who had silently ambushed her was none other than her best friend, Leng Tong, whom she had desperately protected and rescued.
"You… you… you…" Her tone was filled with injustice, resentment, and deep sorrow. Overwhelmed with rage, she could barely speak.
She had fallen for the enemy's ruse, a mistake born of carelessness, but she never imagined that her childhood friend, with whom she shared a sisterly bond, would betray her. Leng Tong looked at her spoils of war, a soft, bell-like laugh escaping her lips. She knelt down, gently stroking Dongfang Hong's smooth face.
"Princess, you risked your life to save me; Tong'er will always be grateful." A strange glint suddenly appeared in Leng Tong's eyes.
"But why did you come to save me?" With that, she pushed Dongfang Hong to the ground, pinning her down with her left foot.
"Men! Tie this traitor up!" Several shouts rang out, and some soldiers who hadn't fled far brought out chains, binding Dongfang Hong's hands and feet tightly.
Leng Tong's face was full of smugness; her innocent eyes and charming smile didn't resemble that of a woman who had just betrayed her longtime best friend.
Dongfang Hong couldn't speak, looking at her former friend with whom she had sworn to live and die, her eyes filled with a deep, searing sorrow.
“Princess! You must be wondering why I plotted against you?” Leng Tong sighed. “It’s a very common reason: wealth and glory.”
“It really is common, isn’t it? But the most common, the most ordinary reason is also the best reason.” Leng Tong continued, “Ever since I escaped death at the age of five, I have come to understand the ultimate truth of the world: ‘Those who are weaker than others are always oppressed.’ At that time, I vowed that in this life, I would only have the chance to rise above others, and I would have no regrets even if I died.”
A single tear slid slowly down Dongfang Hong’s jade-like cheek, revealing her extreme sorrow.
“That’s right, Princess, you’ve given me so much. My past, my future, all of it is from you. For that, Tong’er is truly grateful to you.”
“But what else can you give me? The commander of the Imperial Guard? With my beauty, my martial arts, my wisdom, I’m more than just a mere commander of the Imperial Guard.” Leng Tong smiled frankly, “So, today, I…”
“I have no regrets about betraying my friend.”
The soldiers who were stammering to the side were stunned. In their lives, they had never seen such a person, a perfect blend of sincerity and cunning, evil and innocence.
“Princess! It seems you’re not the only one who’s been shocked! You really need some training!” Leng Tong laughed, “Hey! Have you guys finished tying them up yet? You’re so slow. Sigh! You must go to the brothel too often. Tying up a few people makes your arms and legs ache, not like a man.”
Hearing her giggling laughter, the soldiers felt a chill run down their spines. They wouldn’t forget that this woman had just betrayed her best friend amidst her laughter.
"Reporting to the commander, we're tied up. What's next..."
"Next step? Let me think... Hmm! Perhaps you should rest for a bit first."
Seeing Leng Tong slowly draw his longsword, the soldiers were terrified and fled for their lives. But a chilling sword aura instantly caught up with them.
Cold Blade Severing Souls.
Leng Tong hoisted Dongfang Hong onto her shoulder and whispered, "I hate it when people hear my secrets. It makes me feel so vulnerable, so I can only send those who hear them to heaven. Even someone as close as you makes me feel this way, let alone them." With that, she strode away.
The rebel leader, overjoyed to learn of Dongfang Hong's capture, ordered her interrogation in the inner palace. Leng Tong, having rendered a great service, was ordered to escort the prisoner to the inner palace for trial.
On the way, noticing that the chains binding Dongfang Hong had loosened slightly, Leng Tong gently patted her high, upturned buttocks and chuckled softly, "Don't rush, we're almost there. Don't you want to see who the mastermind
behind the coup is?" "Greetings, Your Majesty. Leng Tong has captured the traitor and
will present him to Your Majesty for judgment." "Well done. This time you opened the city gates, earning the greatest merit. I will not forget what I promised you."
Traitor! Who exactly was she referring to? Dongfang Hong felt bitter inside. The voice sounded vaguely familiar. Once placed on the ground, after struggling a few times, she looked up and was shocked to see the true face of the rebel leader.
"Third Imperial Uncle, it's you?"
"Long time no see, Hong girl. You've grown more and more beautiful over the years."
The man before her had his left cheek wrapped in gauze. He was tall and slender, and although his appearance showed signs of age, he still possessed a dignified and elegant air. The one eye that was visible was bright and piercing, exuding authority without anger. It was Dongfang Hong's uncle, Dongfang Bai.
Dongfang Hong knew that in his youth, this uncle was skilled in both literature and martial arts, adept at social maneuvering, and had made many friends among heroes. He was once considered the undisputed successor to the throne. However, on one of his return home, he was assassinated, losing his wife and children, and his face was disfigured. From then on, he became despondent, secluded himself at home, and drowned his sorrows in alcohol. After Dongfang Zheng ascended the throne, he still sent gifts and inquiries during festivals, but Dongfang Hong always politely declined. Unexpectedly, he was the mastermind behind today's rebellion.
"Uncle! Father has always treated you well, yet you repay him like this!"
Waving his hand dismissively, just as charismatic as he had in his youth, Dongfang Bai laughed, "No need to be so tense. No one can hold onto a throne for long. Now, it's just a matter of me taking a turn."
"What grievance do you have against Father that you would plot a rebellion? After you die, how will you face your ancestors in the afterlife?"
"No grievances, I simply want to be emperor, it's that simple." Dongfang Bai casually chuckled, "As for a hundred years from now, I'll see who has no face to face their ancestors in the afterlife."
"What do you mean by that?" Dongfang Hong roared. Sensing the unusual undertone in his words, she felt uneasy.
"What do you mean?" Dongfang's face suddenly darkened, as if shrouded in frost. He laughed loudly, his laughter filled with boundless desolation and sorrow. He said sternly, "Girl, how much do you know about the past? If you don't know, then don't spout nonsense here."
Dongfang Hong suddenly remembered the many rumors surrounding the struggle for the throne in the palace back then. Although the murderer in Dongfang Bai's case was caught and the case solved immediately, many doubts remained. Could it be... could it be...
"Ha...ha...Old man! Back then, you hired assassins and led people to plot against me, thinking you had gotten away with it. Did you ever imagine this day would come?"
"Nonsense! Don't slander my father's reputation!" Dongfang Hong hurriedly defended her father upon hearing the old palace secrets, but considering her father's usual behavior, she felt a pang of sadness, though she already believed him to be 70-80%.
Dongfang Ri smiled upon hearing this. Years of swallowing his anger and endless resentment were beyond the comprehension of others.
Looking down at Dongfang Hong, he saw a stubborn expression on her stunningly beautiful face, one that refused to bow to any persecution. After a long while, he burst into laughter, saying, "Right! I almost forgot, I taught you martial arts when you were little. Even though it's been a long time, it shouldn't have deteriorated this much! Can a few acupoints really hold you captive for so long?"
Since being captured by Qin, Dongfang Hong had been diligently working on opening her acupoints, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the enemy leader to avenge the destruction of her family and her capture. Now, she had opened ninety percent of her acupoints. Hearing that her plan had been discovered, she didn't hesitate any longer. She used her strength to break the chains binding her, drew a dagger hidden at her waist, and leaped forward.
"Traitor, die!"
"Protect His Majesty!"
The guards in the hall stepped forward, trying to form a human wall, but the power of the Red Sun True Energy was reappearing, and they were no match for it. Before they could even see the enemy's figure, they were already being torn apart by sword energy. In the blink of an eye, they were already in front of Dongfang Bai.
Although Dongfang Bai had already drawn his sword, he hadn't expected his opponent's movements to be so swift. With a "clang," the sword snapped in two, and a gleaming dagger was already at his side.
"No wonder I suffered heavy losses, yet I still couldn't defeat you. Indeed, you possess excellent skills, worthy of being the foremost swordsman in the Dongfang family for five hundred years." Ignoring the fact that his life was hanging by a thread, Dongfang Bai calmly praised his niece's swordsmanship.
Dongfang Hong was torn with conflicting emotions, her heart pounding with excitement. With just a slight exertion, she could immediately avenge her family and country. However, as her uncle had said, the one at fault was her father! Recalling the kindness and care he had shown her in her childhood, all the kindness and favors he had shown her, she couldn't bring herself to strike.
"Uncle! I only have one question for you," Dongfang Hong gritted her teeth and said, "Is it worth sacrificing your life for wealth and glory?" To find a reason to strike, she had no choice but to ask this question.
"Sacrifice your life? With your strength?" Dongfang Bai's eyes flashed with a fierce light, clearly indicating that he had another plan.
A drop of water falling to the ground attracted Dongfang Hong's attention, but she dared not turn around to avoid a sneak attack from Dongfang Bai.
"Your Majesty! The little princess seems to have woken up." It was Leng Tong who spoke. Realizing there was still a formidable enemy nearby, Dongfang Hong's heart skipped a beat, but she was even more surprised by Leng Tong's words.
"Oh! Fang girl is awake?"
Having understood the conversation between the two, Dongfang Bai was greatly shocked. He quickly looked up and saw a young girl, covered in wounds, barely clothed, bound with hemp rope and hanging from the ceiling. Her nipples were pierced with silver needles, and blood was dripping continuously onto the ground. It was none other than his own sister, Dongfang Fang.
"I pierced her nipples to put nipple rings on her. She fainted at that time, but it was probably too painful, so she woke up again." Dongfang Bai teased her, seeing her anxious expression.
Seeing her sister suffering like this, Dongfang Hong's eyes almost bled. She tightened her grip, leaving a bloody mark on Dongfang Bai's neck.
"Princess! Let Tong'er remind you! Tong'er will count to three now. If you don't surrender, you're smart enough to know the consequences." With that, a row of guards behind him drew their bows and aimed at the figure in the air.
"One..."
"You...you're all so cruel."
"No ruthlessness, no hero. Your martial arts are too high. If you escape, you might assassinate me later, making me restless day and night. However, I know no one can withstand your sword strike head-on. If I can't defeat you by force, I'll have to outsmart you." Dongfang Bai said coldly, without a trace of shame.
"Two!"
As soon as the voice rang out, a long arrow shot towards Dongfang Fang in the air, piercing her arm. Blood splattered, and Dongfang Fang screamed in pain. She was young and couldn't understand the adults' conversation below; she only saw her sister's predicament, and her little heart was filled with immense pain.
Dongfang Hong pondered to herself, if she were to rush to her rescue, the enemy was close yet she was far away, and whether she could reach them before the enemy's arrows struck was uncertain. However, Dongfang Bai was highly skilled in martial arts; given the current distance, even the slightest movement from her would leave her vulnerable, allowing him to attack at the last moment, making
her life extremely difficult. "Only by surrendering can I save my sister's life, but… my half-night's bloody battle, my father's heavy trust, must all be in vain…" Torn between her parents and her country, and her sisterly love, the inner struggle made her hand holding the sword tremble uncontrollably.
"Three!"
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground, and Dongfang Hong collapsed to her knees, knowing that her life was ruined.
In the air, Dongfang Fang silently wept.
"Ah!" A sharp glint flashed, followed by a bloodcurdling scream. Two red rings appeared on Dongfang Hong's snow-white wrists, gradually widening, with red liquid dripping onto the ground. Dongfang Bai, wielding his broken sword again, immediately struck, severing the meridians in his formidable enemy's hands. Hands are a swordsman's second life; with the tendons severed, Dongfang Hong would never again wield a sword in this lifetime.
"The Red Sun Divine Sword, from this day forth, will never again echo in the martial world," Dongfang Bai said slowly.
Half a lifetime's effort, all gone to waste, Dongfang Hong was truly in despair.
"I, a hero of my generation, how can I die at the hands of a woman?" Looking at the defeated man at his feet, Dongfang Bai strode forward arrogantly, saying, "In the end, you are nothing but a woman."
Leng Tong, observing coldly from the side, understood the meaning of these words perfectly: "Those who achieve great things are ruthless, even to the point of disregarding family ties," because she herself was on the same path. If Dongfang Hong could be so ruthless, no trap could hold her back, and of course, Dongfang Bai would inevitably end up as the Dream Emperor in the underworld.
Dongfang Bai grabbed his niece's left lapel and ripped it open with a "ripping" sound, revealing most of her flawless breast.
"You... what do you want to do?" Dongfang Hong was terrified, trying to cover her exposed skin with her hands, staring in disbelief at this man who should be her uncle's man. From the lust in his eyes, she knew she hadn't misunderstood.
Dongfang Bai didn't share his niece's agitation, but only sneered, "He who defiles another's wife and daughter will have his own wife and daughter defiled. That old man killed my young son and defiled my beloved wife right before my eyes. I have long ago sworn a solemn oath that even if I become a demon in this life, I will avenge this grudge."
"No, stop!" Dongfang Hong resisted with all her might as he was about to tear open the right side of her lapel.
Dongfang Bai sneered, "You don't want me to touch you? That's easy."
"Guards!" Dongfang Bai commanded. "Take the princess away to change her clothes."
The guards responded and stepped forward. It was called changing clothes, but in reality, they just dragged her to the center of the hall and forcibly removed her clothes.
"No, stop it! You beasts!" Dongfang Hong struggled desperately, but her hands were too weak to resist the guards' ferocious brutality.
The guards tried to hold down Dongfang Hong's hands and feet. One guard, whose face was cut by fingernails, slapped her hard with his large hand, making Dongfang Hong dizzy and bleeding from the corner of her mouth.
"The princess is royalty and must be treated with respect. If she is even slightly injured, you will all lose your heads in a moment," Dongfang Bai said casually. "If my niece does not wish to change here, that is fine too. I will order them to drag you to the main gate so that all the civil and military officials can see the princess's alluring naked appearance."
It seemed that the intimidation had worked. Finally, the sound of clothes being torn was heard. After a fierce struggle, her light outer garment, trousers, lace moon-white undergarment, and finally her undergarments and underwear were all torn from her body.
"This girl's skin is so smooth!"
"She always looks like an ice queen, I never imagined her breasts were so big."
"Don't just keep touching her, hurry up and strip her naked."
"Hey! Stop pretending to be virtuous, stop staring at her thighs."
The guards had long coveted Dongfang Hong, but their social status was too different, so they could only swallow their saliva in secret. Now that they had the chance, they took the opportunity to grope her. Dongfang Hong twisted her body in frustration, but to no avail.
"Your Majesty! Now that everything is settled, Leng Tong will not disturb Your Majesty's enjoyment and will take her leave."
"Very good. I hereby grant you the position of Marshal, which will be announced at tomorrow's morning court." Dongfang Bai nodded and said, "But, won't you stay to entertain me?"
"Your Majesty is too joking. With two princesses serving me for the night, keeping the bed warm and cozy, isn't that enough?" Leng Tong's eyes sparkled, and she smiled charmingly, murmuring, "Leng Tong is a woman who doesn't do things for free. Asking me to act as a high-class prostitute for a night would come at a high price."
He let her go. He knew that this woman, who was more of a partner than a subordinate, was a blood-red rose that could kill without shedding blood. Anyone who tried to pluck her would have to be prepared to suffer a terrible fate.
After some effort, Dongfang Hong was stripped naked, her hands bound behind her back, wearing only a prostitute's vest. The black vest tightly bound her abdomen, emphasizing her slender waist; her snow-white breasts, supported by the vest, appeared even firmer, the cherry-like buds trembling slightly amidst the spittle of the guards. Her long, flawless legs and the half-hidden, half-revealed private parts exuded the deepest allure.
"I never imagined this outfit would fit you so well, or perhaps you were born with the instinct for this profession?" Dongfang Bai turned and ordered, "All of you, go down and convey my decree: summon all the male family members of the soldiers who died tonight to await my orders outside the palace."
Sensing the promise in the emperor's words, the guards rushed out happily.
Since the age of one, Dongfang Hong had never exposed her skin to a man. Just now, not only had she been stripped naked in front of everyone, but the guards, who had long coveted her beauty, had also had their hands lingering on her breasts and other parts of her body. Now, in front of everyone, dressed like this, she felt utterly ashamed and wanted to die immediately.
Dongfang Bai stared at the woman before him. Her snow-white skin had turned a stunning crimson from shyness. Despite this humiliation, she still stood tall, maintaining the dignity befitting a member of the royal family.
"Come here and lick this thing clean for me." He removed his lower garment, revealing his still-erect, yet already quite astonishingly large member.
Although she already knew her fate for tonight, she never imagined it would be this humiliating. She quickly turned her head, closed her eyes tightly, and resolutely said, "I refuse. As royalty, I cannot do such a despicable thing." "
Royal? As a prisoner, you have no other identity than a flesh puppet." Dongfang Bai said coldly, "Besides, you seem to still not understand. Have you forgotten why you surrendered?" As he spoke, he threw the broken half of the sword backhand, and it embedded itself in Dongfang Fang's left calf in mid-air with lightning speed.
"Ugh... Sister... It hurts so much... Sister..."
"Don't hurt her, I'll do it." Dongfang Hong wailed, her voice almost a sob. She knew she had no way out.
Because her hands were bound, she could only kneel down and try to touch him with her mouth. As soon as she got close, she smelled the strong scent of a man and quickly retreated, as if it were a red-hot iron. She tried several times, but still dared not approach.
"Hurry up, or do you want to do it in front of hundreds of people?" Dongfang Bai said, grabbing her long hair and pressing his penis against her cheek.
"Since it's unavoidable, then sacrifice yourself." At this point, Dongfang Hong had no choice but to accept this tragic reality. She parted
her cherry lips slightly, taking the increasingly hot penis into her mouth, enduring the pungent smell, and began to suckle it gently with clumsy movements.
"Your face is so pretty, how come your movements are so clumsy?" Though she said this, she squinted her eyes, beginning to enjoy the gradually intensifying pleasure. Dongfang Hong's movements, though clumsy, possessed a unique, innocent beauty.
Dongfang Fang opened her bright black eyes wide, not understanding why her beautiful sister wanted to eat the genitals of a bad man.
"Don't just suck, use your tongue, you're so clumsy. And not just the front, lick the back clean too." He tightened his wrist, twisting her beautiful black hair.
Dongfang Hong winced in pain, then began to stick out her tongue, gently licking the back of the penis, then kissing the glans. Her delicate body, glowing with a faint luster, appeared breathtakingly beautiful in the flickering candlelight. Her smooth, tender bare back and firm, rounded, snow-white mounds stirred something within Dongfang Bai. He reached out his left hand and caressed her firm breasts. His chest was suddenly struck, and Dongfang Hong instinctively tried to back away, but was pulled back by his tightly clenched hair.
"Don't stop, hurry up." He released her hair, but then gave her a sharp pinch on her virgin bud.
Enduring the physical pain and the humiliation in her heart, Dongfang Hong opened her lips again. Her long hair hindered her movements, but she flicked her neck, tossing her hair to the left, and took the penis back into her mouth. With a nearly suffocating effort, the penis finally stood erect, displaying its virility.
"Well done, you deserve a reward." Without any warning, he grabbed Dongfang Hong's cheeks, forcing her lips open wide, and then a torrent of urine shot towards her face like a parabola. Unable to close her mouth, the scalding urine soaked her head and face, then flowed down her chest. Once the urine started, it couldn't stop, and Dongfang Hong coughed violently in agony.
"You're really lucky to have drunk the urine of your true love, you must be very happy!" After the reservoir was released, a cloud of heat rose around her, and Dongfang Hong, her eyes blurred, collapsed to the ground.
"Is that all you can do? There are still many things waiting for you!" Dongfang Bai laughed wildly.
Decades of resentment, he was determined to settle it all today. He approached Dongfang Hong, ready to begin the next wave of humiliation.
Suddenly, Dongfang Hong launched a fierce attack, her left foot swiftly kicking out, aiming for his groin. Although her tendons were severed, her martial arts skills remained; if the kick landed, it would immediately inflict serious injury. Dongfang Bai was shocked, not expecting this girl to endure humiliation and wait for her opportunity. He had become complacent and given her this chance. However, he reacted quickly, blocking the fatal blow with his knee. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Hong opened her mouth, spraying yellow liquid all over his face and head, the stench filling his nostrils. It was…
“You’re really lucky to have drunk the urine of your true love. You must be very happy!” Dongfang Hong said coldly.
“Bitch!” Dongfang Bai roared in anger, slapping Dongfang Hong across the face, sending her flying into the air before she landed heavily, blood trickling from her mouth.
Still bound to the ceiling like a shrimp, Dongfang Fang burst into tears, the glistening teardrops falling to the ground like rain.
"It seems neither oral sex nor drinking urine can correct your incurable stubbornness. Since that's the case, I'll make you truly understand your place." With that, he grabbed Dongfang Hong's ankle and lifted her upside down.
Dongfang Hong's right foot kicked him in the face, but Dongfang Bai was prepared. With a forceful movement, the crisp sound of bones breaking echoed throughout the hall. Dongfang Hong nearly fainted from the pain.
"If you resist again, I'll cripple your last limb. I'll make you live the rest of your life like a maggot."
Spreading her legs, the girl's most secret depths were revealed before him; her lovely buttocks and delicate, cherry-blossom-like vulva were clearly visible. Although the dark pubic hair was still sparse, her beautiful labia were already alluringly blooming.
He took out a bottle from his pocket, pressed the huge enema tube against the tightly closed anus, and began to force it in. As soon as the tip entered, the anus expanded into radial brown folds, which gradually widened.
"Eek! Waaaaah..."
"It's in. Next, we'll pour in the enema fluid."
The liquid filled with the huge enema tube was gradually forced into Dongfang Hong's body. The light brown anus folds were completely flattened, and she began to cry out in pain. Her white lower abdomen began to swell, large beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, and her face was contorted in pain.
"Ugh..."
"Don't hold back anymore, just poop it out here! Let yourself see what you look like."
Dongfang Hong's face turned ashen, and she rolled around on the floor.
"If you hold back any longer, it will be bad for your body!" He held the snow-white body intimately in his arms, slapping Dongfang Hong's buttocks hard with his palm, turning the white mounds of flesh into a bright red, while his other hand desperately rubbed the swollen lower abdomen.
"No... let go of your filthy hands..." Dongfang Hong's forehead was covered in sweat as she mumbled, "Hurry... let me go to the toilet..."
"You lowly female slave, there's no such thing as a toilet. If you need to poop, poop here..." He gripped her harder, leaving countless red marks on her white mound.
"Ugh... I can't hold it in anymore..."
"Ugh... You're a bad person, don't hit my sister." Dongfang Fang cried and pleaded for her sister, seeing her sister writhing in pain.
After a short while, seeing no sign of defecation, Dongfang Bai flew into a rage, throwing Dongfang Hong to the ground like trash, and stomping on her swollen belly.
"Let it out! Let your filthy excrement out."
Her pitiful cries echoed throughout the room. Dongfang Hong's endurance had reached its limit.
"Ahhhhh..."
With a soft splatter, Dongfang Hong's eyes glared hatefully at the ceiling, and a brownish liquid gushed from her buttocks, followed by soft feces spraying out from her wide-open orifice.
"Haha! How shameful! You little brat, you're shameful, worse than an animal! Do you even think you're worthy of being royalty? How could the Dongfang family have someone like you, a pig-woman who defecates in the palace hall?"
"Ugh..."
"It stinks! It stinks so bad it makes my nose crooked!"
Brownish-red excrement spread across the carpet, the surrounding area enveloped in a strong stench. Dongfang Hong's delicate body trembled incessantly. Her empty eyes met her sister's pitying gaze. Remembering that her sister had witnessed this horrible scene, Dongfang Hong shed two clear tears, wishing only to die, numb and lifeless.
"Drip...drip...drip," a few drops of liquid fell like raindrops.
Dongfang Bai looked up. "What a pair of lowly sisters! The elder sister defecates in this solemn hall, and the younger sister even urinates. It seems we should teach them a lesson together."
Dongfang Hong suddenly woke up and said urgently, "What do you want to do? You promised you wouldn't hurt her."
"I can't even protect myself, how can I care about others? You can just stay there and piss yourself, that suits you best." He scolded, kicking Dongfang Hong into his pile of excrement.
He threw his sword and cut the ropes, gently catching Dongfang Fang's still-developing, tender body. He examined her closely. Although she couldn't compare to her sister's breathtaking beauty, she still had bright eyes and white teeth, a graceful and beautiful girl in the making. Her small but firm breasts stood upright, and the valley formed a faint dark shadow, like a curve drawn from her fair neck, so beautiful it was almost breathtaking.
"Heaven is too kind to that old scoundrel, leaving him two such beautiful daughters to pay off his debts." As he pondered, an idea surged into his mind.
With a swift kick, Dongfang Hong was sent flying, her slender, shapely body displaying various alluring poses in the air before landing. He grabbed a whip from the wall, lashing it out with a sharp crack. Seeing the fear in Dongfang Fang's dark eyes, Dongfang Bai was satisfied with the power.
"Go clean your pig sister's filthy body," Dongfang Bai said grimly.
Dongfang Fang tilted her small head, timidly tearing at her almost tattered emerald green dress.
"Who said you could use your hands? Lick it, just like your sister did. Your own sister, aren't you afraid of getting dirty?" To carry out even more severe humiliation, Dongfang Bai issued an extremely harsh order.
"You demon, how can you do this to our deceased father?" Dongfang Hong cried out in grief and indignation at Dongfang Bai's actions.
"Our deceased father! Haha… girl, you don't understand your father at all."
"What do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean?" Dongfang Bai suddenly turned his head, half his face as if covered in frost.
“The demon’s brother is, of course, a demon too,” Dongfang Bai said. “You really think he would fight to the death for his country, girl? You’re sorely mistaken. He used you to escape with the True Dragon Sword to cover his tracks, while he himself slipped out of the capital through a secret passage long ago.” His tone was filled with endless resentment, as if he was angry at not being able to avenge a long-standing grudge.
“It doesn’t matter if the old man escapes. Today I’ll rape you sisters first, and then I’ll take the old man’s head another day.”
"Please spare Fangfang! Even if you don't care that she's your niece, how can you bear to hurt such a young child?" Dongfang Hong resigned herself to her fate with sorrow. For her sister's sake, she abandoned her last shred of self-respect, pleading with the mortal enemy who had tormented her.
"Since your father is willing to do this, why should I be polite?" Dongfang Bai said. "You probably don't know, but the injuries on your sister's body were caused by your loving father kicking her off the carriage to block the pursuers as he tried to escape."
Dongfang Hong was horrified, almost unable to believe her ears. Her most loving and trusted father would actually…
"I don't believe it. Father wouldn't do such a thing."
"Believe it or not, but…" Dongfang Bai smiled eerily, "If he hadn't secretly informed you of your escape route, ambushing you would have been truly difficult." A deafening
roar went through Dongfang Hong's mind, stars flashed before her eyes, her chest heaved with blood, and her heart was filled with unbearable sorrow, as if her internal organs were about to be crushed. In just one night, her most trusted friend betrayed her, leaving her half-crippled, subjected to hellish humiliation by her own uncle, and finally, even her father betrayed her.
"What have I fought for all my life? What is the purpose of my existence?" These questions piled up in her chest, as if all meaning in her life had been erased.
Finally, she heard the sound of something shattering—the final sound of her soul, reason, and consciousness shattering into fragments. Two streams of red tears silently left deep marks on her jade-like face. Dongfang Hong sat on the ground, her eyes glazed, her expression blank.
"Sister! Sister, what's wrong? Say something! Fangfang is so scared!" Seeing her sister's breakdown, Dongfang Fang was terrified. She half-knelt, half-crawled closer to Dongfang Hong, shaking her beloved sister with her bound body.
Seeing this scene, Dongfang Bai knew that his plan to train her was almost successful, only the final step remained.
"Ha...haha...hahaha..." Breaking the terrifying silence, Dongfang Hong finally burst into laughter, like a vengeful ghost from the deepest depths of hell returning to the mortal realm. Her maniacal laughter, enough to break one's heart and lungs, echoed throughout the entire hall.
From this moment on, Dongfang Hong's consciousness had completely collapsed; all that remained was a beautiful flesh slave. Dongfang Fang, panicked and unsure what to do, heard the faint sound of a whip whistling behind her and remembered her earlier orders. Instinctively, she extended her tongue and began licking the filth off her sister's body. Her sensitive neck was attacked, and Dongfang Hong let out a soft moan.
"Sister," seeing her younger sister's adorable, timid expression, Dongfang Hong said sadly, "Yes! You too have been abandoned by everyone. In this whole world, only the two of us are left."
Forgetting all moral obligations, forgetting the humiliation they had suffered, forgetting the numerous wounds on their bodies, and the dark future ahead, the two sisters, at the ends of the earth, kissed passionately. After a brief exchange of lips, sweet moans escaped their lips. Dongfang Hong parted her lips slightly, extending her serpentine tongue.
"Ah! Sister!" Gently pushing aside Fangfang's resistance, Dongfang Hong slipped her tongue into Fangfang's mouth, offering her saliva.
"Sister, like this... um... um..." Fangfang, raised with high standards, felt resistant. But the saliva, sweet and mellow like nectar, made her unconsciously swallow it, then offer her own sweetness in return.
Gradually, they were lost in the erotic atmosphere. The two beautiful, bound bodies writhed wildly together like white snakes. Dongfang Hong's full breasts flattened Fangfang's cute little breasts, and saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her body.
Their lips parted, and Dongfang Hong looked down at her sister's rosy face, then down to several bruises and bleeding wounds, finally stopping at the blood-stained breasts. The small, undeveloped breasts, barely round like dumplings, had been pierced at the tip by a thick silver needle, the wound deep, and she felt a pang of pity.
"Poor Fangfang, it must hurt so much!" She lowered her head and kissed the blood-soaked breasts. Her tongue carefully traced circles, licking away the congealed blood, while warm, fragrant saliva enveloped the nipples.
"Ah..." Stimulated intensely, Dongfang Fang's slender body arched backward.
"Sister! Fangfang likes it so much," Dongfang Fang murmured softly, her eyes blurry.
"Fangfang! Come! Suck on sister's milk," Dongfang Hong whispered, her cheeks burning and face flushed.
Eight years of difference couldn't be easily bridged. The beautiful breasts, arched by the corset, were far beyond what Dongfang Fang could match. Full, peach-like breasts, fair and delicate, their skin glistening with a slight sweat, the small cherries between the peaks a flawless crimson.
As if returning to her mother's arms in childhood, Dongfang Fang suckled at her sister's breast. Although there was no milk, a strange sense of security warmed her heart. Like a child seeking food, Dongfang Fang was intoxicated by the rich aroma of milk.
"Sister! You peed!" Fangfang, unaware of what was happening, exclaimed in surprise when she noticed a warm flow seeping from between Dongfang Hong's legs, wetting their lower bodies.
"It's okay, sister is just too happy. Fangfang, can you lick it for sister?"
Although Dongfang Fang frowned, she bent down to please her sister, but because her body was bound, she couldn't move freely. A sound of a sword cutting through the air rang out. It was Dongfang Bai, who had been silent for a long time, who used sword energy to cut through the bindings on the two of them from a distance. He was satisfied with the current situation, knowing that the drug he had planted had begun to take effect.
For a master like Dongfang Hong, ordinary aphrodisiacs and seductive drugs would have no effect. However, the enema fluid used earlier contained the Life and Death Flower, one of the five most rare and precious medicines in the world. The Life and Death Flower is a treasure of the demon race, a super-powerful anesthetic. Once its effects take hold, it can cause intense hallucinations, leaving the user dazed and losing all five senses. Unfortunately, improper use can severely damage the brain, causing dementia, making it extremely rare.
Dongfang Fang turned around and buried her pretty face between Dongfang Hong's thighs. The two pale thighs bore the marks of the enema, and the faint stench made Fangfang hesitate slightly, but the deep sisterly affection made her decide.
"Sister! Fangfang will lick it clean for you." Enduring the nausea, Fangfang gently kissed every inch of skin deep inside her thighs.
Grateful for her sister's sacrifice, Dongfang Hong struggled to sit up halfway and, in a 69 position, gently parted her sister's thighs. Her skin, as smooth as ice and as soft as snowflake candy, bloomed like a tiny pink flower in a secluded valley where no grass had yet grown. The petals trembled gently, adorned with a few glistening dewdrops.
Even after such cruel torment, the delicately fuzzy buds remained tightly closed, radiating a brilliant peach-pink hue. The lips, so close yet so far, were a pale cherry blossom color, devoid of any other hue. This secret garden, adorned with vibrant blossoms, emitted an indescribable fragrance. Dongfanghong tilted her head back, carefully licking the stamen, sucking the virgin's first nectar.
"Ah! Sister… Fangfang feels so strange… um…"
She gently parted the petals with her pearly teeth, greedily licking the stamen, her tongue darting back and forth, causing the tiny bud to swell rapidly. The rose petals within the honeyed lips opened and closed, the moist, warm nectar seeming to swirl the tongue inside. After several caresses, Dongfanghong deepened her tongue, and each time it entered the flower's core, the curved passage contracted strongly, relentlessly guiding the tip of her tongue to the deepest point. Slowly, white nectar seeped from Dongfangfang's bud.
Instinctively, Dongfangfang, feeling this intimate invasion, returned the sensation to her sister's crotch. Finally, Dongfanghong slowly inserted her index finger into the moist flower.
"Sister! No, it hurts!" The tender, still-developing virgin's opening, being penetrated by a foreign object for the first time, caused Dongfangfang tears to stream down her face.
"It's alright, it'll be over soon. Fangfang, don't stop." Enjoying the pleasure emanating from between her legs, Dongfanghong slowly withdrew her first knuckle, waiting for the nectar to soak it before penetrating deeper.
The soft flesh walls tightly enveloped her fingers, the curved channels constantly writhing, guiding them deeper to explore hidden depths. Dongfang Hong gradually increased the speed of her finger's extension and retraction. Dongfang Fang's entire body flushed red, her secret spring becoming even hotter and wetter, and with each push of her fingertips, a gurgling, splashing sound could be heard.
Every time she bent her finger and rubbed the top of her honeypot, Dongfang Fang would suddenly spring up, her whole body convulsing as she gasped. Judging from this, that must be her G-spot.
"Ah... Fangfang can't take it... anymore, sister!" The first gushing of virgin honey surged fiercely, and before Dongfang Hong could dodge, it drenched her face.
"Waaah... I'm sorry... sister," Dongfang Fang said, her eyes red and on the verge of tears, "Fangfang isn't a bad child, I didn't mean to pee, sister, don't be angry with Fangfang."
Dongfang Hong frowned, her expression sly. "Yes! Fangfang's a little rascal, so please don't mind, go ahead and be naughty!" she said, continuing to sip the remaining nectar.
Suddenly, a foreign object pierced between her legs. Dongfang Hong felt a slight pain and scolded, "Fangfang, you..."
She then saw Dongfang Bai half-squatting on the ground, watching her with great interest. He was very satisfied with the scene before him. Because of the deep bond between the sisters, their mutual caresses easily led to a passionate homosexual relationship, which greatly excited him.
Dongfang Hong turned her head away. Her pink lips were half-open, and she moaned softly. He probed with his finger a few times, then pulled it out. A few strands of saliva were wrapped around the fingertip, confirming it was completely wet. He lifted Dongfang Hong's delicate legs, bending them into a "U" shape, and thrust deeply with all his might.
"Ah..." Dongfang Hong screamed in agony, her bud opening with pain. Between her legs, a stream of blood, a symbol of chastity, pooled and stained the ground red.
Dongfang Bai felt immense pressure. Although it was his first time, the vaginal walls tightly gripped his penis, slowly undulating. Surprisingly, Dongfang Hong's vagina was very small, like an anus, without any looseness—a rare gem. Upon closer inspection, the two small petals were widened as if about to burst open. The glans touched the warm clitoris, then was gradually covered by the slippery inner walls.
He parted Dongfang Hong's tight buttocks, pulled her legs to his shoulders, and thrust violently in a bent-over position, penetrating deeply to the root before withdrawing completely, repeating the piston-like motion repeatedly. Her mature body shook violently. Bubbling silver threads were wrapped around the bulging veins of his penis. The lewd, squelching sounds were incessant.
"Ah...good...good...mmm..." Although it was his first time, his muscles were strong from regular martial arts training, so he didn't feel much pain and quickly got into the mood.
Waves of pleasure almost numbed his brain, and Dongfang Hong kept stroking his uncle's hair. Dongfang Bai quickly took the two cherries into his mouth, constantly rotating them with his tongue, then drawing circles on the high peaks with the tip of his tongue. The intense incestuous relationship between uncle and nephew continued to unfold in the hall. Dongfang Bai vigorously performed piston-like movements, and with the lewd squelching sounds, it was clear that the glistening, sticky penis was thrusting forcefully between the widened, bright red lips.
Dongfang Bai had another idea, grabbed the stunned Dongfang Fang, pulled her hair up, and pressed her to their point of contact. Dongfang Fang pursed her lips and began to gently lick the honeyed crevice. Under intense attack from both sides, Dongfang Hong's honeypot suddenly contracted and tightened, the warm, moist flesh walls squeezing the penis forcefully, writhing intensely as if trying to drain everything, accompanied by the squelching sounds of her juices, the exquisite tremors relentlessly whipping the shaft.
Sensing the signal that he was about to lose control, Dongfang Bai abruptly pulled out his penis, its glistening shaft standing proudly like a deadly weapon. Suddenly, he pushed Dongfang Fang to the ground, tearing off her tattered clothes. He placed the two beautiful bodies, seventeen and nine years old respectively, side by side, comparing their vulvas.
Dongfang Fang was terrified, struggling desperately, while Dongfang Hong, who had suddenly retreated from the peak of her orgasm, felt the effects of the Life and Death Flower gradually spreading, feeling only an emptiness between her legs, her hazy eyes helplessly gazing at the sky.
"What an adorable vulva, like a baby's, so white and beautiful. It's different from my sister's; her pink one is nice too, even her anus is pink. It's truly rare."
After commenting on it, he lifted Dongfang Fang up, raising her two pink legs high, her body bent almost against her face, her vulva facing upwards. He then thrust his penis in from above like a pile driver.
"It hurts...it hurts..." Dongfang Fang tried to move her body upwards, but Dongfang Bai grabbed her shoulders, preventing her from moving.
"It's coming." Using his weight, he thrust in suddenly, finally inserting his huge penis completely.
"Help...ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...sister, help me...ah..."
Her pitiful cries echoed around her. Dongfang Fang cried out incessantly. Her tender vulva, which would even shed tears at the mere insertion of a finger, was far too young for intercourse. The thick penis was barely fully inserted, and the wounds on her lower body were beyond description. Her small, honeyed lips were completely torn open, and copious amounts of blood gushed out like a fountain. Dongfang Fang rolled her eyes and fainted from the pain.
Seeing this, Dongfang Bai pulled out his penis and thrust it into Dongfang Hong's secret orifice. Thus, with her two plump buttocks side by side, Dongfang Bai freely thrust between the two virgin orifices, kneading her translucent breasts and pinching her throbbing nipples while pumping his huge, hard penis.
"Ah...ah...so beautiful..."
Dongfang Hong trembled incessantly, her luscious nipples erect, twisting her snowy buttocks with each thrust. Dongfang Fang cried out with each penetration, her innocent appearance thrilling Dongfang Bai, who only pounced on Dongfang Hong's body after she fainted.
"You...you spare Fangfang!" Startled that Dongfang Bai was about to get up again, Dongfang Hong quickly wrapped her pink legs around his waist, preventing him from leaving.
"Oh! You won't let me have her...good!" A strange light flashed in Dongfang Bai's eyes, clearly indicating he had other plans.
He shoved Dongfang Hong's delicate body aside, grabbed a short wooden stick, flipped her over, and inserted the entire stick from behind, her delicate anus clearly visible.
"Ah..."
"I want your other virgin," he whispered in Dongfang Hong's ear.
With a sudden thrust, the huge penis pierced completely into her anus. The penetration caused Dongfang Hong only a sharp pain, followed by an incredible pleasure that spread throughout her body. She shook her head violently, sweat beading on her forehead, breathing rapidly and frantically.
Dongfang Bai temporarily stopped thrusting, pulling Dongfang Hong's hands behind her back. Dongfang Hong had no choice but to sit up.
"This way." Dongfang Hong was like the engine of a trolley game, not only her arms connected, but also her genitals.
With both orifices penetrated, Dongfang Hong's whole body went numb, almost unable to stand. Arching her back, she panted seductively, shaking her head wildly, her long, white neck a tempting sight. While thrusting, Dongfang Bai lifted Dongfang Fang's body, making her lie face down on the ground like a bitch, her blood-stained buttocks raised high.
Adjusting her position, Dongfang Bai thrust forcefully, her anus almost completely bursting open. As soon as he fully entered, Dongfang Hong's white back arched upwards, and Dongfang Bai pinched her plump, white buttocks deeply with his fingers, almost leaving red scratch marks. At the same time, the wooden stick placed in her secret orifice also pierced into Dongfang Fang's tender little hole, and began to thrust in and out with the undulations.
"Ah...ah...how could you do this..."
"Ah...sister...it hurts...ah...don't do this..."
"I'm giving you the chance to take your sister's virginity together, how will you thank me...hahaha..."
Although she heard her sister's cries, she had no autonomy at all. With her body being penetrated to the center, she swayed left and right, occasionally being violently thrust in and out a few times. The lewd position of the sandwich, the stimulation from both ends, caused Dongfanghong to experience mild orgasms from her anus. The friction sensation during entry and the sensation of her internal organs being pulled out during withdrawal were all very intense.
Using the swaying motion from behind, Dongfang Hong unconsciously grabbed her sister's small buttocks and thrust forward forcefully. During the intense thrusting, lewd squelching sounds emanated from their tight union as her pale pink labia sucked the entire length of his dark, glossy penis into her. A feeling of being a man overwhelmed her, and she giggled incessantly.
Dongfang Bai embraced his nieces' snow-white buttocks, their bodies colliding with each other, producing a crisp, slapping sound. A casual glance at their intimate point revealed many bubbly, sticky strands wrapped around the tendons. His erect penis fiercely slashed towards the insatiable, alluring vulva.
Dongfang Fang oscillated between pleasure and excruciating pain, waking and fainting repeatedly, her whole body trembling, her eyes rolling back, foaming at the mouth, no longer knowing where she was. The girls arched their slender, white backs, their delicate breaths mingling endlessly until
the final thrust of Dongfang Bai, with a long howl, and with all his might, he made his final penetration. A large amount of semen erupted into his niece's anus, and even the unconscious Dongfang Fang let out a final cry during the violent ejaculation. An astonishing amount of viscous fluid even dripped from the tightly sealed gaps.
In the climax, Dongfang Hong felt a dazzling array of colors in her mind, countless colorful balls silently dancing, while her ears rang as if a thousand horses were galloping, the sound like thunder. It swirled to its highest point and exploded with a bang, leaving only a brilliant white light. She floated in it, feeling only infinite peace and comfort. All the pain disappeared, and she only wanted to sleep soundly and forget everything. This was her last consciousness.
Dongfang Bai withdrew his penis, and the two sisters collapsed limply into a ball, their snow-white bodies lying there. Between Dongfang Hong's pale legs, semen and blood flowed from two separate openings. Her eyes were glazed, and saliva dripped from her mouth, clearly showing signs of drug poisoning.
She spread her thighs apart, clearly revealing her hidden flower, and giggled, "Give it to me... I want more... Hong'er wants more..."
Dongfang Bai sighed silently, knowing that the effects of the Life and Death Flower had completely penetrated her brain, and there was no saving her.
Outside the palace gates, countless voices rose in a cacophony. Dongfang Bai took a moment to catch his breath and said in a deep voice, "Is everything ready?"
"Your Majesty, the men have all been brought."
"Very good. Finding a few more won't matter. Consider it my reward for your service! You are not to disturb me until two days have passed, or you will be executed." After speaking, he grabbed Dongfang Hong's alluring body, didn't even glance at it, and threw it out of the palace gates like trash.
He pounced on Dongfang Fang's sweat-drenched pink body and thrust his penis into her anus, deflowering another virgin. Blood flowed silently again.
Outside the palace gates, Dongfang Hong lay on the muddy ground, her hazy eyes reflecting the figures of countless imperial guards.
She giggled softly, her slender wrists waving in the air. "Ah...I want...I want..."
A burly imperial guard pulled down his trousers and pounced on her.
On a small road along the border, a simple carriage moved slowly.
"Your Majesty! We have successfully crossed the border."
"Well done, thank you for your hard work." An elderly figure stroked his beard and smiled.
"But the eldest princess, who carried the True Dragon Sword, has disappeared without a trace, and the little princess, too..."
"A small matter. The heart of the nation lies with the king. The sword is merely a symbol, of little significance. As for women, are we afraid we won't have any? Hahaha..."
The clouds quietly obscured the moon.
In the 566th year of the Black Luman calendar,
in the dilapidated "Virgin Palace" brothel in the royal city of Ligas, the vulgar furnishings and the garishly bright red brocade quilt, almost blindingly so, were carelessly kicked onto the dusty floor. A musty, sour smell emanated from the room, mixed with an indescribable odor—the scent of a young woman's body, the smell of semen, the stench of sweat, and the lingering odor of intense sexual intercourse.
A man and a woman were engaged in a frenzied act of oral sex on a bare wooden bed, a sight that would astound any normal person. The woman, clad only in a few strips of coarse cloth that crisscrossed her breasts and genitals, barely clothed, knelt between the customer's legs, carefully attending to his desires.
Her oral skills were exceptionally passionate. She constantly looked upwards, her tongue licking the back of the penis, then taking it all the way in, the obscene squelching sounds filling the air.
"Mmm...good...good...your technique is really good."
Praised, her cute little mouth took the fluffy breasts into her mouth.
The man, squinting and enjoying his orgasm, appeared to be a robust, ordinary worker from the lower class; the woman's long, flowing hair obscured half her face, making her features unclear, only her slender, hourglass-shaped figure and two startling red marks on her snow-white wrists were visible.
Suddenly, a burst of loud gongs and suonas, faintly heard through the cracks in the window, mixed with the sounds of firecrackers and voices, creating a festive atmosphere. The woman didn't stop; her mouth continued to move, and with each movement, her two beautiful breasts swayed dramatically.
"Which family is celebrating a wedding? It's so lively!"
"You don't even know about something this important?" The man said with difficulty, "The late Emperor Dongfang Zheng has returned to the country and re-ascended the throne. Today is the wedding ceremony of the Crown Prince and Marshal Leng Tong."
Upon hearing this, the woman seemed a little slow in her movements, but outwardly showed no particular reaction.
"The last emperor was really unlucky. He was assassinated in a coup by his own subordinates less than two years after ascending the throne. I heard that Marshal Leng Tong personally handed his head to His Majesty Dongfang Zheng."
"Was it fate? That man still died at the hands of a woman!" She vaguely remembered that man striding confidently and saying, "I am a hero of my generation, how can I die at the hands of a woman?"
"Speaking of which, there's a strange story," the guest said with interest. "You look a bit like the late Emperor's eldest princess.
This girl is quite special. Although she's in a brothel, she hasn't been tainted by the world's vices. Instead, she possesses a unique, indescribable freshness and nobility. She's probably from a good family. He'd heard about her background; supposedly, half a year ago, she and her sister were sold together from the military brothel to a private brothel. Now, she's the one earning money to support her sister.
Life in the military brothel was simply inhuman; those imperial guards were brutal..." He was brutal, often beating the women beneath him until they were bruised and broken. The prostitutes of the capital city dreaded taking their business. Her sister had fifteen abortions in a year, eventually suffering a mental breakdown and becoming mentally impaired. The officer in charge of the military brothel, to avoid responsibility, sold them both to a brothel. It was said that when they entered the brothel, both sisters were still bleeding from their lower bodies; damn it, her sister was practically a child.
When she first arrived, she was also said to be mentally impaired, and the boss made her take any customer. It was unknown how she later recovered.
"You jest, sir," she laughed, a charming smile tinged with infinite sorrow. "How could lowly prostitutes like us resemble princesses? If I were truly a princess, I'd go to the dressing-up club at the street corner, dress up as some kind of princess, and take on even more customers."
"Besides, if I were truly a princess, why would I offer you this kind of service?" As if to clear his name completely, Dingxiang's soft tongue slipped into his anus.
A sudden rush of pleasure shot to his head, making him feel incredibly good. His experience in the military brothel had definitely taught him a thing or two.
"Ah... um... no... never mind this so-called princess, just serve me well, and I'll give you a bigger tip."
He thought of his sister at home, feverish and waiting for treatment, the leaky roof, and his dinner, which he didn't know where it was.
Dingxiang's small tongue began from the inside of his thigh, carefully licking every inch. One hand held the base, the other gripped the center, her beautifully shaped mouth dutifully sucking on the penis, her cheeks clenched, forcefully drawing upwards, and using the tip of her tongue to tease and lick the swollen, firm glans, even touching the testicles. The tingling pleasure almost numbed his brain.
"Hey! Are you done yet? There are other customers waiting!"
“No time left.” Her slender fingers made a final, decisive movement.
“Ah…ah ah…”
Finally, a large amount of hot, white fluid splattered onto her flushed cheeks, her hair flying in the air. She carefully cleaned the remaining silver threads from the penis. The customer convulsed, exhausted in a numbing, pleasurable sensation.
The wind blew silently, and it seemed that a sigh beyond human hearing slowly seeped into the breeze, blowing towards the southern lands, opening another chapter in the tale of romance.
Sherwood Forest
(Two years later, the Eastern Red Society met Lance and his group, who were on a long march, and joined them, later becoming one of the Nine Heavens Envoys.)

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