The Prime Minister's Concubine

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The Prime Minister's Concubine – Huang Rong, two complete volumes, by Liu Luodi. Part 1.
Xiangyang, another sleepless night.
The stench of blood in the air has lingered ever since the Mongols besieged the city. Every night, Guo Jing and
Huang Rong almost always sleep with one eye open. Sometimes they don't even dare to take off their armor. Even
today, after a resounding victory, their nerves are still taut like bowstrings.
It's past midnight. Everyone in the Guo family mansion in Xiangyang is asleep; even the servants have been sent to rest by Huang Rong.
However , Guo Jing and Huang Rong's bedroom is still brightly lit.
They are talking. But not with their mouths; instead, they are talking over a large tray of sand in front of them. This is a
method Huang Rong devised to prevent the Mongols from bribing martial arts masters to eavesdrop on and spy on confidential military intelligence. To prevent anyone from drilling holes in the roof
to spy, a shade canopy has been added to the sand tray.
The two sat side by side on the ground, first closing their eyes and listening intently for any unusual sounds around them. Once they were sure no one was around, they opened their eyes and
nodded to each other. Guo Jing picked up a reed from the sand table and wrote, "
How many Mongol soldiers were lost in today's battle?"
Huang Rong, after reading it, gently erased the words with a piece of wood. She then picked up another reed and wrote, "
17,922 , 15,642 too wounded to fight. Total losses: 33,564."
A rare smile appeared on Guo Jing's face. He knew this was the figure
reported by —absolutely accurate. He then used the piece of wood in his left hand to erase the writing and wrote, "How many
men do we have left to fight?"
Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, then winked at Guo Jing—a signal that things were not going well. Guo Jing's smile vanished, and
he watched with a grave expression as Huang Rong quickly wrote the number 3,116 on the sand table. Guo Jing,
too quickly erased it.
"We're short-handed, Rong'er, can you think of another way?" Guo Jing wrote.
Huang Rong shook her head, her reed stalks flashing across the sand table. "All the Beggars' Sect disciples who can come are here. I
can't mobilize any more Beggars' Sect members."
Guo Jing sighed. He knew Rong'er wouldn't lie to him, and he also knew that the Beggars' Sect, at most,
only had 30,000 disciples, equivalent to only three 10,000-strong Mongol armies. If all the Mongol tribes were mobilized,
they could form at least 220,000 troops. Adding to the losses from the past few days, the Beggars' Sect had already lost
about 8,000 men, and some branch sects had begun to privately express their dissatisfaction with Huang Rong. The Beggars' Sect, no matter what,
couldn't .
The current force of 3,116 men includes regular soldiers, Beggar Clan disciples, and江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) heroes
, while the Mongol army still has at least 70,000 troops outside the city. Fortunately, in today's battle, thanks to Huang Rong's plan to burn down
the Mongol army's horse farm and grain depot, Kublai Khan had no choice but to retreat and regroup to await reinforcements. Otherwise, if another battle were to break out tomorrow,
Xiangyang would likely fall immediately.
"Brother Jing?" Huang Rong's soft call interrupted his thoughts. Guo Jing came back to his senses and
smiled at Huang Rong's concerned gaze. During their discussions on military matters, only the phrases "Brother Jing" and "Rong'er" could be spoken
. So Guo Jing continued writing: "Is there any other way?"
"We can only hope that the imperial court will send reinforcements to Xiangyang. Has there been a response to the urgent petitions sent to the court?"
Guo Jing shook his head and wrote: "No, this is the eleventh petition already, and there's still no news."
"It seems that Jia Sidao has intercepted them again," Huang Rong wrote.
"Not bad," Guo Jing wrote. "This last letter was written by your own hand, the words are earnest, the reasoning is clear,
but this treacherous minister..." At this point, Guo Jing angrily threw down the reed and slammed his fist on the ground.
Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing's hand from the ground, holding it in her own small hand, and the two remained silent for a long time. Finally,
Huang Rong picked up the reed and continued writing: "The Prime Minister's residence? Spy reports that Jia Sidao, after receiving the documents, has hidden them all in a secret box
, strictly ordering everyone not to reveal a single word to the Emperor. Anyone who mentions the name Xiangyang before the Emperor
will be executed without exception ."
Guo Jing suddenly tried to stand up, but Huang Rong reacted quickly, desperately pulling him back, stopping
his . Guo Jing sat on the ground, his chest heaving with anger. He picked up a reed and, with trembling hands,
wrote on the sand table: "I'll go kill this treacherous minister!"
Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing by the hand and scraped away the writing with the other, writing: "No! He's a favorite of the Emperor right now.
Killing him won't help; it will only harm us. If anything happens to us, Xiangyang will be in danger." "
Then what should we do?" Guo Jing barely managed to control his emotions and wrote on the sand table.
"The only plan now is for me to go to the Prime Minister's residence, steal the documents, and present them to the Emperor. Perhaps there's a chance for a turn of events." After Huang Rong
finished writing the last word, the two looked up at each other in silence. After a moment, Guo Jing wrote on the sand table:
"I'll go."
"You're clumsy with words," Huang Rong said with a smile.
Guo Jing smiled wryly, helplessly. He knew perfectly well that it would be safer for Rong'er to go, but for decades,
Rong'er had always accommodated him. Whatever he wanted, Rong'er would never go against his wishes.
She to Xiangyang, and now he wanted her to meet the Emperor to plead for reinforcements. He felt
truly guilty. Huang Rong, perceptive as ever, saw through his thoughts at a glance and wrote, "Rong'er belongs to
Brother Jing ."
Even though Guo Jing was slow-witted, he understood the deeper meaning behind those seven words. He said nothing more, only writing
four words: "Be careful." Then he tightly embraced Huang Rong.
The night passed without incident. At dawn the next day, as the first rays of sunlight touched the war-torn land outside Xiangyang,
a red horse shot out of the south gate of Xiangyang like an arrow, galloping southeast.
Three days later, in Lin'an, at the Prime Minister's residence.
That night, the stars and moon were dim. Dressed in nighttime attire, Huang Rong lay silently atop the tall roof of the Prime Minister's residence, only her bright eyes
visible . Beneath her, in the room, Jia Sidao and his wife, Madam Li, were fast asleep.
On the very night she arrived in Lin'an, her spies within the residence had
delivered . The map clearly marked the location of the secret chamber beneath Jia Sidao's bed.
Looking at the map, Huang Rong couldn't help but sneer: The secret chamber in the Lin'an palace was once located on a rockery within the palace grounds; Jia Sidao,
however, had gone a step further, placing it beneath his own bed. Clearly, he knew that the most heavily guarded place in the entire Prime Minister's residence
was his own bedroom. If even he himself wasn't safe, what security could the secret chamber possibly offer? What an old fox!
At this moment, Huang Rong was like a black cat poised to pounce. She had been lying in wait for six hours. The third
watch had already sounded for a while, and she was waiting for the fourth watch. The fourth watch was
when the long night was almost over and dawn was still far off. At this time, the guards and watchmen on patrol were exhausted, making it the best time
to strike . Huang Rong, a seasoned veteran of the martial world, knew this perfectly well. She looked up; the sky was still a blur
. Then she heard a gong, followed by the sound of the fourth watch's gong, which came from the street outside the mansion
.
Huang Rong immediately used the gecko-climbing skill taught to her by Hong Qigong, and silently climbed up the roof ridge to a
spot where several roof tiles had been removed, leaving only a thin layer of yellow mud on the roof.
Huang Rong took out the Water-Splitting Eyebrow Dagger from her bosom, gently scraped off a layer of yellow mud, then took out a small piece of tinder
, blew it into the wind, and threw it down through a gap in the ceiling. By the dim light, Huang Rong could see everything inside
the room : Jia Sidao and his wife's bed curtains were drawn tightly, and she could faintly hear their snoring;
otherwise, nothing seemed amiss.
Huang Rong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at the old man's calculations; even with the Prime Minister's residence's tight security, he had forgotten that thieves never used the main entrance
. She deftly removed a layer of the ceiling, then used her Bone-Contraction Technique to grab a beam, nimbly slipping through the gap between
two beams. Then, gathering her inner energy, she released her grip
, using the lightness skill she had honed on Peach Blossom Island for years to silently land inside the room, right in front of Jia Sidao's bed.
Huang Rong could kill the treacherous minister instantly by simply lifting the curtain and stabbing him twice in the face. However, she didn't
want his life; she only wanted reinforcements from Xiangyang. Killing Jia Sidao would only create more trouble. She took out a bamboo tube,
parted a gap in the curtain, and blew a long breath into the face through the tube. This one breath of "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon"
was enough to keep the treacherous minister and his wife asleep for twenty-four hours.
After waiting a while, estimating that the drug had taken effect, she lifted the curtain. Sure enough, under the brocade quilt, the fifty-one-
year-old treacherous minister Jia Sidao was sleeping soundly with his wife in his arms. Both of them were completely naked, with their hands and feet sticking out from under the quilt.
The bedding beneath them was crumpled up, indicating that they had engaged in a passionate encounter before sleeping.
Huang Rong felt nauseous and spat at the two of them. She intended to move them off the bed, but then worried about
soiling her hands. So she jumped onto the bed, stretched out her right foot, and kicked Jia Sidao and his wife off the bed, blanket and all.
Unaware that they had been drugged, Jia Sidao and his wife lay on the floor, snoring loudly. Huang Rong lit a tinderbox and
bent down to search for the secret chamber mechanism at the head of the bed.
She easily found the lever under the pillow. Following the instructions of the messenger, she turned the lever three times to the left, then three times to the right, and pulled it upwards. With a clatter
, a wooden plank at the foot of the bed was pulled into the bed, revealing a dark opening. Huang Rong shone the tinderbox on it;
the opening was about the size of a person, with steps leading down.
She glanced at Jia Sidao and his wife under the bed, hesitating whether to bring them into the secret chamber for
interrogation. However, the thought of moving Jia Sidao's naked body made her feel unbearably filthy. In the end, she decided it was best not to
move them. After all, once the secret document was found, the Emperor would likely have already ordered his arrest by dawn. So, holding
the tinderbox , she quietly descended the steps.
There were only twenty-nine steps to the bottom. By the dim light of a tinderbox, Huang Rong saw a
brass thick wick was blackened, but the oil was still full, indicating that Jia Sidao often came here. She
lit the wick with the tinderbox, and with a crackling sound, the oil lamp burned fiercely, instantly illuminating
the entire secret room.
The scene before Huang Rong's eyes was like being in the Ministry of Justice's prison: a wooden frame with iron chains and shackles leaned against
the wall , and the wall next to the frame was nailed with thick nails, from which hung more than a dozen instruments of torture—claws,
water-and-fire rods, branding irons… all the way to a water trough in the corner, in which a plate of blackened leather whips and a bundle of
thin hemp rope were soaking. Next to the water trough were three locked iron cabinets, and on the other side of the cabinets was a large copper brazier
filled with unburnt charcoal, and a long bench was placed upright against the wall.
Besides that, there was only an eight-immortal table in the center of the room and two armchairs beside it; nothing else.
Based on decades of experience, Huang Rong realized this secret room wasn't just used to hide important items; it was likely also where upright individuals who opposed
Jia Sidao were tortured. The eight-immortal table and armchairs were obviously used by Jia Sidao to observe the tortures.
Huang Rong didn't care about court affairs; she only hated Jia Sidao for not sending reinforcements because of him. Whether he was loyal or treacherous didn't concern her.
But seeing this secret room filled with torture instruments, if she weren't afraid of ruining something important, she would have immediately gone up and killed Jia Sidao.
Suppressing her anger, Huang Rong went straight to the three iron cabinets, the most obvious places in the room where things might be hidden.
She arrived at the cabinets and saw that none of them were locked. Just as she was about to reach for the door knockers, she stopped
, took out her climbing rope, hooked the iron hook at the end of the rope onto the door knocker of the first cabinet, hid to the side, and pulled hard
. The cabinet door creaked open, and after a while, seeing no hidden weapons being shot out, Huang Rong
went to check.
She found no documents or anything like that, only a small bucket of oil with dozens of steel needles of varying
lengths . Huang Rong searched the cabinet for a long time but found nothing else. The bucket and needles
seemed normal, and the oil was just ordinary sesame oil. She closed the cabinet door and opened the second
cabinet using the same method. This cabinet also contained no documents, only a large, deflated sheepskin pouch, one end connected to a
tube , the other end secured with a cowhide tendon.
Huang Rong untied the tendon end, turned the pouch inside out, and found it empty. She threw the pouch
back into the cabinet and then opened the third cabinet door. However, as soon as she stood in front of it, she instinctively turned her back,
her face flushed with shame, spitting on the ground and cursing Jia Sidao as a lecherous scoundrel.
The third cabinet was filled with artificial phalluses—wooden, iron, bronze, and even
gold and silver ones—all standing upright, head up, like a forest. These phalluses varied in length
and thickness , were incredibly lifelike, and exquisitely crafted. Even the cabinet walls were decorated with erotic pictures.
Although Huang Rong was well-informed and familiar with the ways of lecherous thieves in the martial world, she was still a
woman of chastity. Besides her father, Huang Yaoshi, the closest men in her life were Guo Jing. Furthermore,
having been married to Guo Jing for many years, she had been busy with chivalrous deeds and defending Xiangyang, and hadn't explored the matters of the bedroom in depth. Therefore, upon
suddenly seeing this cabinet full of various phalluses, she couldn't help but be startled.
Huang Rong, her back to the cabinet door, wanted to search inside, but couldn't bring herself to face the filthy things. A secret anxiety welled up
inside her: "Rong'er, oh Rong'er, you've roamed the martial world for so many years, always fearless in the face of formidable enemies,
even unafraid of Ouyang Feng's poisonous snakes, yet you're frightened by these filthy things?"
She hesitated for a long time, thinking of Xiangyang and her beloved Guo Jing still waiting for reinforcements. Finally, she gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, and
turned around . But upon seeing the phalluses, she couldn't help but turn her head away. After repeating this several times, she finally
made up her mind and reached into the cabinet.
The moment her slender hand touched those rough, hard objects, Huang Rong's heart pounded wildly, and a wave of heat washed over her. She
couldn't help but recall the joyful moments she and Guo Jing had shared in bed during their busy lives.
Over the years, although their feelings for each other deepened, their intimacy in bed became
increasingly The reason was that Guo Jing was always busy with important matters, exhausted every day, and had no time for Huang Rong. Sometimes,
although Huang Rong longed for it, seeing Guo Jing's weary state after his work, she could only hold back her desire.
She composed herself, swept all the phalluses from the cabinet onto the floor, and then peeled off the
erotic one by one, examining the backs for any hidden urgent messages. Those erotic pictures were clearly
the work of a master, the figures full-figured and lifelike. To see the back of the pictures clearly, Huang Rong held them up to the oil lamp. Under
the lamplight, the scenes of intercourse on the front were clearly visible even from the back. Even with Huang Rong's exceptional intelligence, she
couldn't avoid it at this moment, and could only suppress her lustful thoughts, examining each picture closely, repeatedly drawn to the scenes depicted.
After finally checking all twelve erotic pictures, Huang Rong was
drenched in
find any more clues. Huang Rong shifted her gaze from the cabinet to the phalluses scattered on the floor: the urgent message might also
be hidden among these hollow phalluses. But then she would have to
examine each one carefully with her hands, a thought that was incredibly embarrassing.
However, if she didn't do this, she might never find the urgent message, and without it, she could
n't save her beloved Jing and Xiangyang. After much deliberation, Huang Rong had no other choice but to squat down, hold her breath
, and pick up the smallest phallus from the floor.
This phallus was made of white jade, crystal clear throughout. Holding it in her hand, Huang Rong felt its smooth, warm texture. The image of two women playing with each other using dildos in a recent
erotic painting involuntarily flashed through her mind. Huang Rong pinched
herself hard, quickly closed her eyes, and silently recited the Pure Heart and Universal Benevolence Mantra that Master Yideng had taught her. She recited it three times before opening
her eyes . She first felt the jade phallus up and down, finding nothing unusual. She then flicked it; the jade phallus jingled,
clearly solid, confirming that the document wasn't hidden there.
She threw the jade phallus away like a cat burned by hot coals. Next, she picked up a gilded bronze phallus.
This one was hollow, with two large bronze testicles at the base. Huang Rong naturally didn't know that these were for
injecting hot water into the penis. She pulled out the wooden plug at the bottom, inserted a finger, and probed for a long time, finding
nothing . She threw away the phallus in her hand and picked up another one from the ground.
This penis was made of wrought iron, dark and thick, heavy and heavy. When Huang Rong held it in her hand, she
realized that it looked exactly like Guo Jing's manhood. In an instant, memories of the past decades flooded her mind. Although she
knew it was solid when she touched it, she couldn't help but touch it a few more times. A lustful thought arose, and she immediately felt a heat in her lower abdomen, and a
hot flow almost gushed out from her lower body.
For the past three months, the Mongol army's offensive had been relentless. Huang Rong hadn't been able to make love with Guo Jing in bed for a long time.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh. Just as she was about to throw down one and pick up another, she suddenly realized, "Oh no!
There are at least a hundred of these dildos. If I explore them
one by one, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish by dawn. When Jia Sidao wakes up at dawn, he will surely discover me. I have no choice but to take them all to a secluded place to examine them carefully. Otherwise, being discovered is one thing,
but being seen standing among a pile of dildos would be utterly humiliating."
Thinking of this, Huang Rong immediately squatted down and gathered the fake dildos scattered on the ground. Then she remembered that she
didn't have a bundle, so she had to take off her outer night clothes and spread them on the ground, leaving only her undergarments and bare, round
, white arms. She placed all the dildos on her outer clothes, then used the sleeves and hem to gather them up, making a large
bundle.
Huang Rong wrapped up the phallus, got up and looked around the room. The only two possible hiding places were the water trough
and the brazier. So she went to the wall, picked up the brazier, emptied the charcoal, and then reached into the water trough
, only to find it empty. It seemed the secret could only be hidden in the phallus.
Huang Rong sighed and cursed angrily, "That old lecher, even his hiding methods are so despicable." Looking up,
she saw the eight-immortal table and the armchair in the center of the room. Her playful girlish nature suddenly surged up again. She lifted her jade-like
foot, covered with soft black cloth shoes, and kicked the table leg hard.
Huang Rong had been practicing the Nine Yin Manual with Guo Jing for over twenty years. Although her internal strength was not as profound as Guo Jing's, it was still
highly refined . This kick was powerful enough to turn the table upside down. But when Huang Rong kicked the table, she felt the force of her toes
hitting the table leg rebound off, causing a sharp pain in her toes.
She cried out "Ouch!" and pulled her foot back, rubbing the sore spot. Looking at the table again, she found it completely still.
Huang Rong was greatly surprised, knowing that the table must hold a hidden mechanism. Ignoring her pain, she limped to
the table touched it. The table was cold and hard, made of cast iron.
She pressed various buttons on the table, trying to find some mechanism, but to no avail. After a moment's thought, Huang Rong
suddenly remembered the iron bowl from the Niujia Village inn. She reached out and grasped the left and right edges of the table, first
turning it forcefully to the left. The table didn't react, remaining completely still. Then she turned it to the right. This time, she heard a
creaking sound, and the tabletop rotated slightly to the right. Suddenly, a square piece bulged upwards from the center of the tabletop
.
Huang Rong was overjoyed, knowing she had found the true location of the secret chamber's mechanism. She channeled her inner strength and spun
the tabletop almost halfway to the right. With a harsh, scraping sound,
a square iron box slowly rose from the center of the table. Once the box was fully raised, the table could no longer be spun. Huang Rong stopped
and went to the oil lamp by the door to turn the flame brighter. As she adjusted the wick, she faintly heard
a rooster crow; dawn was approaching.
Not daring to delay any longer, she returned to the table and carefully examined the iron box. She noticed that the box and the table...
It was cast together and couldn't be removed and taken away immediately. The only way to retrieve the contents was to open it quickly.
However, the iron box lid was tightly sealed. Huang Rong tried using her dagger, but couldn't pierce the gap between the lid and
the box . She suspected there was another mechanism to open it, but the box was completely smooth and empty.
She held the iron box in her hands, pondered for a moment, and decided to try turning it. She gripped the box tightly and
twisted it to the left. With a series of clicks, the box moved. Huang Rong quickly increased the force and
twisted . With a snap, the lid opened.
However, instead of the secret document, a pair of cold iron handcuffs sprang out, binding
Huang Rong's small hands tightly to the box.
Huang Rong was shocked, realizing she had fallen into a trap. Without a second thought, she immediately used her Bone-Contraction Technique to try and free
her wrists from the handcuffs. However, the handcuffs were clearly equipped with springs; for every inch her wrists retracted, the handcuffs tightened
against her skin, until she could pull them as far as she could, firmly fixing her hands in place, rendering her completely
immobile . Even with Huang Rong's cunning, she was now at a loss. Just as she was in desperation, she suddenly heard an old
, shrill voice clapping and chuckling maliciously, "Miss Huang, your visit to my humble abode is an honor to this old man."
The voice came from the entrance of the secret room. Huang Rong didn't need to look to know it was Jia Sidao's voice. At
this point, Huang Rong suddenly realized: her every move had been under his control all along.
The spies she had planted in the mansion had likely already been bribed by Jia Sidao. She, who had been so clever all her life, had been outmaneuvered by this
villain.
But Huang Rong felt much more at ease at this moment. Now that Jia Sidao had come out into the open, dealing with him would be much easier .
So she turned around and smiled sweetly at Jia Sidao, who was walking down the steps of the secret room: "This humble woman has come uninvited
. I hope that Your Excellency will be magnanimous and forgiving." "
The Prime Minister's belly may not be able to hold a boat, but his crotch can certainly hold a sail, especially when he sees
a beautiful woman like Miss Huang." If there were a third person present, it would be hard to imagine that such
vulgar words could come from the mouth of the Prime Minister and Grand Tutor. Jia Sidao strolled into the secret room,
leering at Huang Rong's two tender, lotus-root-like arms, which were handcuffed to the table. Huang Rong's charming smile had already made
him feel weak all over.
He was only wearing a satin nightgown, loosely tied at the waist, barely concealing his obese
body . His chest and belly were exposed, and with each sway of his gait, a dark patch between his legs would occasionally peek out. Huang Rong
glanced at him once and then looked away. Jia Sidao, however, walked directly to her, forcing Huang Rong to turn her head to the side. Jia Sidao
chuckled and said, "Miss Huang, why do you turn your face away?"
"This humble woman is a country bumpkin, ignorant of etiquette, and intimidated by Your Excellency's imposing presence," Huang Rong said softly,
feigning shyness. Jia Sidao laughed heartily and said, "It's alright. I am but a humble old man, what imposing presence do I possess?
Miss Huang, oh no, Madam Guo, I was momentarily blinded by lust and lost my manners in addressing you. Please forgive me,
Madam . Please turn your face back, so this old man can also witness the charm of the most beautiful woman in the martial world."
"This… this humble woman still dares not," Huang Rong said, lowering her head even further and her voice even softer. Jia Sidao
chuckled lewdly , "Then let this old man help Madam Guo." As he spoke, he reached out to pry open Huang Rong's round, pointed chin.
In the blink of an eye, just as Jia Sidao's hand touched Huang Rong's chin, Huang Rong suddenly jerked
her head back , opened her mouth, and bit down hard on Jia Sidao's finger. She was deliberately trying to lure Jia Sidao to touch her face.
Once she bit his finger, he would know what to do without her saying a word. Otherwise, Huang Rong could either bite off his finger or, more seriously,
use her teeth to transmit internal energy into his body, severing his meridians. Jia Sidao would either die or be crippled.
She had planned this for a long time, only acting when she was absolutely certain. The location and force of her bite were perfectly
controlled , as precise as Qiu Qianchi's jujube-pit nail. But Huang Rong immediately realized she had underestimated
Jia Sidao again. Before her teeth could even touch his fingers, Jia Sidao abruptly withdrew his hand. Huang Rong bit down on empty air,
then felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, followed by four crisp "slap, slap, slap, slap" sounds, and a burning
pain .
Jia Sidao, with unparalleled speed, not only dodged Huang Rong's bite but also slapped her four times in a flash
. Huang Rong had originally thought Jia Sidao was just a treacherous minister, only good at manipulating power, but now
she discovered this treacherous minister actually possessed superb martial arts skills, and judging from the speed of his attacks, his cultivation was no less than
that of the old eccentric Zhou Botong.
Jia Sidao sneered, reaching out to wipe the black cloth wrapped around Huang Rong's head, and her long, black hair immediately cascaded down
. Jia Sidao grabbed Huang Rong's hair, pulled her face close to his, and looked at her wide-open, angry eyes.
He sneered, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. Don't think that just because those fools in the martial world call you a female Zhuge Liang, you've actually
become Zhuge Liang. Let me tell you, the Prime Minister knows all your tricks, but you
don't know his. Don't you think that no matter how clever your spies are, they can't see how the Prime Minister
operates in his tent?"
"Where is she?" Huang Rong demanded sharply.
"After delivering the map to you yesterday, the Prime Minister sent her to the Chuzhou military camp to entertain the troops!"
"Pah!" Huang Rong spat in Jia Sidao's face. She hated Jia Sidao's cunning and treacherous nature, but also regretted
her own arrogance, which had led to the downfall of her subordinate.
Jia Sidao, however, was not angry. Instead, he used his finger to scrape off Huang Rong's saliva, tasted it,
closed his eyes and rubbed it for a while, then opened his eyes and lewdly said, "Madam Guo's saliva is even
more delicious . Why don't you send some more for me to try?" After saying this, he released Huang Rong's hair, walked to
the bronze lamp by the door, and flipped the lamp base. A loud clatter came from afar, indicating that Jia Sidao had sealed
the entrance to the secret room.
"Today, the Prime Minister has already instructed someone to inform the Emperor that the Prime Minister is unwell and cannot attend court, so Madam Guo,
let's not rush, let's talk slowly." As Jia Sidao spoke, he lit the other three bronze lamps in the secret room, and for a moment
the room was as bright as day. "Jia Sidao!" Huang Rong snapped, "I see you know martial arts too. We
Jianghu people don't speak official jargon. What do you want? Speak your mind!"
"Sure, sure," Jia Sidao said with a smile, walking to the eight-immortal table, pulling out a grand chair and sitting down steadily. He
looked at Huang Rong and said, "Everyone says Madam Guo is cunning and resourceful, but seeing her today, I realize she's quite the character."
" Fine, I'll tell you plainly then. Yes, this scheme was set up by me. I only wish to invite Madam Guo to
stay for a few days, and to exchange some skills with her. I have no other intentions."
Huang Rong sneered, "I see. If the Prime Minister wanted to see me, he could have simply sent someone to fetch me. Why go through
all this trouble?"
"Sending someone would only have been risked by Master Guo's affection for his wife. He might have interfered, preventing me from keeping Madam Guo for a few
more . So I set up this scheme. I figured Master Guo prioritizes the country above all else. With the Mongol army attacking the city so fiercely, even if
he misses his wife, he wouldn't abandon Xiangyang to come here and demand her from me. Madam Guo is clever and quick-witted; surely she
knows what 'checkmate' means in chess?" Jia Sidao stroked his goatee and said leisurely.
"What a treacherous prime minister! For your own selfish desires, you've disregarded national affairs! Where is your conscience?!" Huang Rong angrily rebuked him.
"Hahahaha." Jia Sidao suddenly burst into wild laughter, standing up from his chair. "Traitor,
traitor ! Everyone calls me Jia Sidao a traitor, but they don't know that the 'traitor' in 'traitor' doesn't mean treacherous, but rather treacherous in 'adultery.
' What does it matter to me who wins or loses between the Mongols and the Song Dynasty? I only wish to enjoy all the pleasures of the world. Xiangyang and the Mongols
are merely my pawns."
He paced around, circling behind Huang Rong. "Madam Guo, you are a celestial being from beyond the mortal realm.
What does the success or failure of Xiangyang have to do with you? Why not share the ultimate pleasures of the world with me? Wouldn't that be wonderful?" At this moment, Huang Rong's hands were clasped on the table, her
upper body leaning forward, her long legs still on the ground. Her plump buttocks, encased in a tight-fitting nightsuit, bulged outwards
. Her eyes were fixed on Jia Sidao's every move. Seeing him move behind her, she knew that this traitor
had ill intentions. Sure enough, Jia Sidao couldn't resist stretching out a thick palm, his five fingers spread wide, and grabbing at her plump buttocks.
Although Huang Rong's hands were bound, her legwork remained unrestricted. Seizing the opportunity, she immediately swung her right leg back,
aiming her heel at Jia Sidao's groin. Jia Sidao had anticipated this move and, without dodging or parrying, twisted his wrist,
unleashing a powerful eagle claw strike to grab Huang Rong's ankle. However, Huang Rong's right foot was merely a feint. Just as Jia Sidao
grasped her right foot, Huang Rong's left foot followed swiftly, striking Jia Sidao squarely in the groin.
Unexpectedly, this attack was like a clay ox sinking into the sea. Huang Rong was stunned. She had thought that even if this strike didn't kill the treacherous minister, it
would at least inflict excruciating pain. In that moment of hesitation, her left foot was also seized by Jia Sidao.
Huang Rong was instantly suspended in mid-air, feeling as if her feet were firmly clamped by iron pincers, unable to move.
Jia Sidao chuckled dryly twice and said, "Madam Guo is so clever, could she not have imagined that I, a man hailed as
a treacherous minister, must possess extraordinary talent? If I were so easily injured by Madam Guo's jade feet, wouldn't I be unworthy of the title of
treacherous minister?" He gripped Huang Rong's ankles tightly with both hands, refusing to let go, but lowered his head and used his teeth to bite
the end of Huang Rong's shoelace tied around her ankle. With a gentle pull, he untied Huang Rong's soft night-travel shoelaces, and then bit Huang Rong's
heel.
Huang Rong knew he was going to take off her shoes and tried to struggle, but Jia Sidao's skill was profound.
Although Huang Rong had cultivated the Nine Yin Manual for many years, she could not only not break free, but she couldn't even move an inch. She could only watch helplessly as
Jia Sidao used his teeth to bite off her shoes, then untied the white cloth binding her feet,
exposing her delicate and exquisite little feet to this lewd-looking old man. The needle-like chill of the underground chamber immediately pierced her tender
soles.
Jia Sidao removed Huang Rong's shoes, brought his nose close to the soles of her feet, and took a deep breath:
"Such fragrant little feet." He then extended his saliva-covered tongue and licked a long line on the sole of Huang Rong's left foot
. Huang Rong felt a tingling sensation rise from her Yongquan acupoint, instantly spreading throughout her entire left leg. Her leg
trembled involuntarily, and her five toes curled up instinctively.
Before the tingling sensation in her left foot could subside, Jia Sidao licked the sole of her right foot.
This time, the stimulation was more intense than before. Before Huang Rong could recover from the previous stimulation, her right foot
felt another, even stronger wave of stimulation, echoing the tingling sensation in her left leg.
With both legs trembling simultaneously, the trembling quickly spread throughout her body, and Huang Rong almost burst into tears.
After licking twice, Jia Sidao didn't continue. He simply watched Huang Rong struggle to control her
embarrassment until she finally recovered. Then, she smacked her lips and said with a smile, "I've often heard people in the martial world say
that Madam Guo's feet are unparalleled. Today I see that the rumors are true. Not only are they fragrant, but the flesh is also
so tender. Tsk tsk, Master Guo is truly blessed!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Although Huang Rong was usually calm, she couldn't help but
scold him . Jia Sidao chuckled, "Where am I talking nonsense? Please enlighten me, Madam Guo. It is said that
during the great battle at the Misty Rain Pavilion in Jiaxing, Madam Guo even washed her feet during a break in the fighting, and even beat up a soldier who was peeping at her washing her feet.
It is clear that Madam Guo herself knows that her feet are extremely precious. I cherish Madam Guo's feet and wish to share
their beauty with you, Great Hero Guo..."
"Shameless!" Huang Rong interrupted Jia Sidao again. Jia Sidao did not refute her, but simply lowered his head and
bit Huang Rong's left big toe. Huang Rong was caught off guard and let out a soft "Ouch!" as she pulled her left foot away. Jia Sidao
raised his head and put on a cold face, saying, "These feet, I suppose Great Hero Guo has never bitten them like this before. It is truly a waste of such
a precious thing."
Guo Jing had indeed never played with Huang Rong's feet before. He did not know much about this art, and although Huang Rong knew a little about it,
she was too embarrassed to ask him to lick her feet. Therefore, these feet were indeed being admired for the first time today. Seeing
that Huang Rong didn't answer, Jia Sidao already understood seven or eight parts of the situation. He continued, "Madam Guo, do you
really think I address you, a mere commoner, because of Guo Jing's little bit of fame in the martial arts world? Let me tell you the truth, what
I enjoy most in my life is playing with other men's wives. Calling you Madam Guo is
just . The more you call me shameless, the more thoroughly I'll ruin your reputation. If you obediently listen to me, perhaps
after I've had my fill, I might preserve your reputation a little."
Huang Rong snorted, stubbornly turning her face away, refusing to look at Jia Sidao again. Jia Sidao sneered, saying,
"You think you can save face by not looking?" As he spoke, his robe slipped to the ground, revealing his
already erect and vengeful dragon.
This penis was as thick as a washing stick, with bulging blue veins winding and twisting along its length. Although it was partially obscured by the fat on her lower abdomen
, the exposed portion was already about the same length as Huang Rong's forearm.
The red glans was larger than an egg, and the dark scrotum, containing two testicles, hung heavily below her abdomen.
The phalluses on the ground, though finely crafted, were nothing
compared .
Jia Sidao thrust forward, and Huang Rong felt a fleshy ball press against the sole of her foot.
She knew it must be Jia Sidao's glans, and a wave of nausea rose in her throat, almost making her vomit. Jia Sidao, however, was
intrigued , wiggling his penis, sliding the glans back and forth on Huang Rong's sole from heel to toe.
Small amounts of fluid secreted from his urethral opening, quickly coating the sole of her foot with a sticky layer, making the sliding even
easier. Huang Rong suppressed her nausea, letting Jia Sidao press the glans against her foot without uttering a sound.
After playing with Huang Rong's soles for a while, seeing that she had no reaction, Jia Sidao chuckled inwardly. He
moved his glans down, sliding it over Huang Rong's plump forefoot and pressing it against the space between her big and second toes.
This area wasn't covered by muscle, only a layer of tender skin. The sticky sensation of Jia Sidao's
glans penetrated directly through the bone into Huang Rong's entire calf. Jia Sidao channeled his internal energy, and instantly, Huang Rong felt a chill
pierce her bone marrow through her toes. Instinctively, she pulled her toes back, trapping Jia Sidao's glans between her toes.
"Mmm..." Jia Sidao groaned comfortably. Huang Rong realized she'd been tricked and quickly released him, but then
a surge of heat flowed from between her toes into her foot, rising up to her groin. The chill from before hadn't dissipated;
the combination of hot and cold caused Huang Rong's foot to twitch involuntarily. Jia Sidao seized the
opportunity to rub .
Huang Rong's feet were already sensitive, and with Jia Sidao's friction, the unbearable tingling and itching sensation began to spread
throughout her body . Unable to control the tingling, Huang Rong could only try to stretch or curl her feet to alleviate the discomfort
. But the more she struggled, the more intense the friction of Jia Sidao's glans against her feet became, and the more
intense the tingling sensation became.
Like . She desperately tried to avoid the ghostly glans sliding across her feet, but Jia Sidao held her feet tightly,
making escape impossible. Soon, the nerves in her feet completely lost control.
Huang Rong gritted her teeth, suppressing the increasingly strong laughter rising from the tickling of her feet, her face already flushed red.
Jia Sidao, while enjoying the pleasure of foot fetish by rubbing his glans back and forth on the soles of her feet, observed her
reaction. Seeing her flushed face, he knew she was barely holding on, so he thrust forward, activating the
Yin-Yang True Qi already within Huang Rong's body, directly attacking her dantian. Huang Rong, who had been relying on the yin energy she had cultivated for many years in her dantian
, could no longer sustain herself. Her mind went blank, and she burst into laughter, her whole body
trembling as she desperately shook her head in discomfort.
At that moment, Jia Sidao, rubbed against Huang Rong's feet, also ejaculated. He exhaled a long
breath, his penis opening wide, and thick, cloudy white semen gushed out like paste, instantly smearing Huang Rong's small
feet. Huang Rong, engrossed in her laughter, was completely unaware until tears streamed down her face and the discomfort
gradually subsided. Only then did she realize that her feet were enveloped in a cold, sticky liquid.
At this moment, Jia Sidao lewdly laughed, "Madam Guo's beautiful feet are truly unparalleled in the world. Not only are
they breathtakingly beautiful , but using them is also incredibly intoxicating. Of all the women I've played with
, Madam Guo is the first to make me ejaculate with just her feet."
Thinking of how she had carefully protected her feet for so many years, only to have them defiled by Jia Sidao, Huang Rong was overcome with grief and indignation.
An ordinary woman would have wept bitterly at this moment, but she was fiery-tempered. Although she didn't cry, Jia Sidao's
humiliation still made her lose her temper, and for the first time in her life, she swore a torrent
of curses. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect and the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, although these people rarely spoke vulgarities in front of her,
she had been exposed to them all and had long since mastered the most vicious insults in the martial arts world. Therefore, when she cursed, she was unstoppable, cursing Jia Sidao's ancestors for eighteen generations and
his descendants for eighteen generations.
Jia Sidao, however, seemed deaf to the commotion, continuing to concentrate his energy with his eyes closed, savoring the pleasure
he derived . Only when the pleasure completely subsided did Jia Sidao finally release Huang Rong's feet,
and amidst the angry shouts filling the room, he strode over to her. Huang Rong, who had been shaking her head frantically in unbearable pain, had already disheveled her beautiful hair, which
was now a mess, much like Mei Chaofeng in her younger days. Her beautiful eyes, clear as water, shot out sharp glints through her hair
, accompanied by angry curses that pierced Jia Sidao's face: "You shameless traitor! You hold a high position, yet you are so
vulgar! How are you any different from the petty thieves of the martial world! You are not even as good as a second-bag disciple of my Beggars' Sect!"
"Upright and honest!"
Jia Sidao sneered, reaching out to grab Huang Rong's hair again, slamming her right cheek onto
the octagonal table. He said, "The Prime Minister is doing you a favor by playing with you. You born a whore, don't be ungrateful. Let
me tell you, don't think you're anything special just because you're from the martial arts world. The underworld and the legitimate world are all inferior to the official path!
The government is too lazy to care about you, but do you really think you're revered by everyone in the world?
Even if you become the leader of the martial arts world tomorrow, in the eyes of the lowest-ranking official, the county magistrate, you're still a worthless commoner!"
Huang Rong's lips were unable to move at this moment, but she still mumbled and cursed incessantly. Jia Sidao showed no pity whatsoever .
He pressed her head down, using it to climb onto the octagonal table, then abruptly pulled her head off, thrusting
his limp, post-ejaculation penis in front of Huang Rong: "Lick it clean for the Prime Minister."
Huang Rong, already filled with hatred, saw Jia Sidao present his penis and, without thinking, bit down. But
as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt her jaws clamped tightly by an iron clamp, unable to close. Jia Sidao grabbed
Huang Rong's hair with one hand, and with the middle finger and thumb of his other hand, pinched her chin, pulling her mouth inch by inch
under his penis. Then, he thrust his penis forward, striking her precisely between her cherry lips and pearly teeth.
"Madam Guo, I doubt you were this attentive when serving Master Guo," Jia Sidao said, his body rising and falling
, moving his penis in and out of Huang Rong's mouth. He knew Huang Rong wouldn't let him lick it; he merely wanted to humiliate
her .
Just as Jia Sidao had predicted, the moment his foul-smelling penis, dripping with filthy semen, was shoved
into Huang Rong's mouth, humiliation struck her like a resounding slap. This wasn't the first time in her life she had been captured,
but it was the first time she was utterly powerless to resist. All her wit and martial arts skills were rendered useless against this unprecedentedly powerful enemy.
Zhan was completely at the mercy of others, her only remaining weapon being cursing. Now, with Jia Sidao's penis stuffed in
her mouth, she couldn't even utter a curse.
When her tongue touched Jia Sidao's glans, tasting the nauseating semen for the first time, and when Jia Sidao
recklessly pushed his penis into her mouth, filling her oral cavity and making it difficult for her to breathe,
she thought of death for the first time. Unable to move her hands or bite her tongue, the only way was to
sever
her own meridians. So Huang Rong closed her eyes: "Brother Jing, in the next life, let us be husband and wife again." She silently recited this in her heart, just about to use her internal energy to sever her meridians, when she heard Jia Sidao's sinister
voice: "Madam Guo, don't forget that Hero Guo is still waiting for your help."
These words were like a bucket of cold water, suddenly awakening Huang Rong from her despair: Yes, Brother Jing was still waiting
for help . She thought that dying would end everything, but what would happen to her beloved Jing-gege without reinforcements? Even if they were outnumbered, he would never
run away; otherwise, he would surely die in Xiangyang. But this treacherous minister… Just as she was thinking this, Jia Sidao
seemed to see through her thoughts and said in a sinister tone, “I never said I wouldn’t send reinforcements; it’s just that
when to send them depends on Madam Guo.”
Huang Rong’s body trembled: this treacherous minister was threatening her to submit to his control. Huang Rong had always been independent and self-willed; apart from
being captured by Ouyang Feng when she was a young girl, when had she ever been threatened by anyone! But now Jia Sidao was using her most precious possession to
blackmail her. She knew that her martial arts and intelligence were far inferior to his, and she had no room for bargaining. But she couldn’t bring herself to
bow down to this treacherous minister, unable to let go of her innate pride. Just
as she was caught in this dilemma, she suddenly felt a release in her mouth. It turned out that Jia Sidao had already satisfied his desire in her mouth and withdrew
his penis . Jia Sidao tossed Huang Rong's hair aside, climbed off the table, and wore a satisfied expression:
"Madam Guo, you are truly a natural beauty. I haven't even enjoyed your fair body yet; just playing with your feet
and mouth has already made me feel completely relaxed. If I were to actually share the pleasures of love with you, I'm afraid I would die on your belly
."
Huang Rong glared at him hatefully, but she could no longer muster the courage to commit suicide. His words kept echoing in her
mind : "I never said I wouldn't send reinforcements; it's just that when to send reinforcements depends on Madam Guo."
"When to send reinforcements depends on Madam Guo."
"It depends on Madam Guo."
"It all depends on Madam Guo..."
Jia Sidao saw her stunned expression and knew that his words had struck a nerve. He sneered, "Madam Guo,
I only played with your mouth and feet, and you're already trying to kill yourself. If you want me to send troops to save Xiangyang, it's not
as simple as just playing with your mouth and feet. You'd better think it through." As he spoke, he slammed his hand on the octagonal table. With
a soft click, Huang Rong felt her hands loosen; the iron shackles had snapped off her wrists and retracted into their case.
She never expected that Jia Sidao would unlock her so easily, and for a moment, she stared at her
hands, at a loss. But then she heard Jia Sidao say in a sinister voice, "Since Madam Guo has come to my humble abode as a guest, and now that she wishes to leave,
I will not stop her. However, as for the reinforcements from Xiangyang… hehe…"
Huang Rong was well aware of his implication. Now that her hands were free, she wished she could kill this treacherous minister immediately. However, after their two
previous encounters, she knew she was no match
for him. If she attacked now, not only would she fail to kill Jia Sidao, but she would also provoke him. Who knew what tricks he would use to torment her then? Her own suffering was a small matter;
the defense was of paramount importance. The only course of action now was to appease this treacherous minister first, and then make further plans.
As long as she could survive, as long as she remained alive, she would have no fear of running out of resources, no fear of not having a chance to bring down
this treacherous minister. Thinking of this, Huang Rong had no choice but to suppress her anger, forgetting the humiliation she had just suffered
. She forced a smile and said in a cloying voice to the enemy she had just wanted to kill, "What are your
orders, Prime Minister?"
Seeing Huang Rong's smiling face, Jia Sidao knew she was under his control. He pulled over a grand chair, sat
down , crossed his legs, and smiled at Huang Rong, saying, "Actually, it's not difficult. We can discuss
this matter slowly. However, this secret chamber is deep underground, inevitably cold. I'm old, and I'm afraid my legs will get cold. I'll trouble
Madam Guo to help me light the brazier to warm myself."
Huang Rong was taken aback. She had thought he would definitely make things difficult for her, but the first thing he asked her to do was light the fire. Even with her exceptional intelligence
, she couldn't figure out what Jia Sidao was up to. She thought: I'll do as you say, old scoundrel, and see
what tricks you have up your sleeve. So he laughed and said, "What's so difficult about that?" He went to the brazier, collected the scattered charcoal into
it , placed it on the octagonal table, and lit it with a tinderbox. The charcoal in the brazier was made from the finest firewood, and the fire was extremely strong.
In no time, the brazier was glowing red, radiating heat.
Jia Sidao looked at the brazier, and suddenly a troubled look appeared on his face. He said, "I didn't expect this charcoal to burn so
fiercely . If this continues, this room will soon become a steamer. Madam Guo is delicate and will inevitably get too hot.
Please, Madam Guo, take off your clothes to avoid any illness. I hope you, Master Guo, will forgive me."
Huang Rong was immediately furious, her face flushed. She hadn't expected Jia Sidao to have this intention. In a flash, she had already
channeled the power of the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm into her right hand, intending to strike Jia Sidao's face with a single blow. But
then she was being threatened by this man, and had no choice but to reluctantly release her right hand. Seeing that she didn't move, Jia Sidao said, "If
Madam is unwilling to take off her clothes, please leave this place to avoid catching a cold from the heat."
Hearing him give the order to leave, Huang Rong's heart tightened, and she quickly smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? Clothes are
meant to be worn when they should be worn and taken off when they should be taken off." As she spoke, her slender right hand reached for her collar. However, she
had never undressed in front of a strange man before. Although she knew that Jia Sidao wouldn't let her go if she didn't take off her clothes, her fingers gripped
the exposed end of the collar tie, but she couldn't pull it down any further, her face already flushed red. Just as she was
in a dilemma , she heard Jia Sidao say, "What? Do you want this old man to help Madam Guo?"
Hearing this, Huang Rong could only silently think: "Fine, fine, I'll take off my clothes myself, rather than be stripped off by this old scoundrel
and then humiliated." She steeled herself, yanked open the collar, then untied the belt of her outer garment, and
took off her night-cloak and trousers, revealing a pale white undergarment and panties underneath. Looking up at
Jia Sidao , she saw his eyes were half-closed, and he didn't even glance in her direction. Knowing he thought she wasn't dressed warmly enough
, she gritted her teeth and untied her undergarment and panties. As she knelt down, biting her lip, and pulled her panties down from her
ankles , she saw a drop of water fall onto her clean panties—it was her tear.
When she stood up, Huang Rong was only wearing a red bodice hanging in front of her chest. To make her movements more agile, she
had worn the bodice a little too small, barely covering her upper body. Her
two , the bodice only barely concealing her nipples. Similarly
, the part of the bodice that covered her lower body barely covered her vulva, while a thick patch of dark pubic hair had already
sprung out from the side. Huang Rong stood before Jia Sidao with her arms crossed. Seeing that Jia Sidao still didn't
react , but lacking the courage to undress any further, she could only softly call out, "Prime Minister."
Jia Sidao pretended not to notice, so Huang Rong had to raise her voice and call out again, "Prime Minister." Seeing that Huang Rong
was unwilling to undress any further, and fearing that pushing her too far might lead to something else, Jia Sidao pretended to have just come to his senses, raised
his eyes, and said "Oh," looking Huang Rong's body up and down after she had taken off her clothes. Although Huang Rong was
forty one years old, her waist and abdomen were still slender enough to be grasped with one hand, her buttocks were round and full, and her long, plump
legs were tightly pressed together, as if even a blade could not penetrate them.
Huang Rong's skin was naturally fair, and after entering middle age, due to her deepening cultivation of the Nine Yin Manual and her skillful skincare,
her skin gradually changed from the snow-white of her youth to a milky white, making her even more gentle and charming. Coupled with her
unique and graceful figure, even Jia Sidao, who had been with countless women, couldn't help but admire her, staring in a daze. After a long while, he said,
"I thought I had seen all the beauties in the world, but today I realize that what I saw before were nothing but withered flowers and fallen willows."
Huang Rong smiled slightly: "Is there anything else you need, Prime Minister?"
Jia Sidao swallowed, stroked his goatee, stood up from the armchair,
and paced around Huang Rong's body, admiring her jade-like figure as he slowly said, "Very good.
Now is the time to talk about serious matters."
"Please enlighten me, Prime Minister," Huang Rong said.
Jia Sidao stood behind Huang Rong, when suddenly a hand slapped her ample buttocks with a sharp crack.
Huang Rong jumped in surprise, her body trembling. Jia Sidao grinned lewdly, his hand freely groping Huang Rong's smooth buttocks
. Huang Rong couldn't retaliate; she could only grit her teeth and endure the hand. As Jia Sidao continued to grope her, he brought his mouth close to
Huang Rong's ear:
"I know Madam Guo has come for those eleven urgent documents. Madam Guo can rest assured; those eleven
urgent documents are still safely stored in this secret room. Especially the eleventh one, the moment
I unfolded , I knew it couldn't have been written by roughnecks like Guo Jing and Lü Wende, or by those pedantic scholars of Xiangyang.
After much thought, no one in Xiangyang possesses such talent as Madam Guo."
"I dare not accept such praise," Huang Rong forced a smile, enduring the foul breath emanating from Jia Sidao's mouth.
"Since receiving this letter, I have been thinking of Lady Guo every day. I often take out the eleventh letter to examine it closely,
and I feel that the letter still retains Lady Guo's lingering fragrance. Therefore, I have treasured these documents, waiting to return them to
Lady Guo when she comes." Jia Sidao removed his hand from Huang Rong's buttocks, came up to her from behind, and looked directly at her, saying,
"Lady Guo, I know you want to take these eleven documents to the Emperor to accuse me of deceiving the Emperor. However,
even so, I will still give these documents to Lady Guo. But Lady Guo must agree to one thing."
"What is it?" Huang Rong asked.
"Lady Guo must disband the Beggars' Sect and break the Dog-Beating Stick in two!" Jia Sidao's tone was resolute.
This statement was completely unexpected for Huang Rong. She had thought that Jia Sidao would come up with some way to embarrass her again, but she never
expected that he would ask her to disband the Beggars' Clan. She had been the leader of the Beggars' Clan for more than 20 years since she inherited the position from Hong Qigong. She knew that people in the court were already
dissatisfied with the Beggars' Clan and wanted to get rid of it, but they had no way to do so. Little did she know that he would set a trap here.
Huang Rong knew there was little room for negotiation, but a thought suddenly struck her, and she said, "If the Prime Minister has given his order, I will
obey. However, I would like to ask that the Prime Minister first let me see if the eleven documents are intact before I dare
to agree to your request."
Jia Sidao chuckled, "Madam Guo, are you afraid that I will cheat you? No problem, no problem. Since it is a transaction, we
should the goods before paying. As I just said, the eleven documents are right here. Please be patient, Madam Guo
, I will get the documents now. However, Madam Guo must promise me that I will not forcibly take them."
Huang Rong said, "How can I forcibly take them from you when I have a request from the Prime Minister?"
"It is easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark." Jia Sidao did not back down. "Madam Guo's lightness skill and wisdom are unparalleled.
I am afraid I cannot defend against them. If I had not put a mind-clearing medicine in my nose beforehand, and if my skills were not profound,
that 'Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon' would not have been easy to deal with."
"In that case, I agree to the Prime Minister's request," Huang Rong said.
"Words are no proof," Jia Sidao said, still unsatisfied.
"What does the Prime Minister want?" Huang Rong asked, but then she saw Jia Sidao's gaze pass over her shoulder and land
behind her. Huang Rong turned around and saw that Jia Sidao was looking at the wooden frame standing against the wall. Then Jia Sidao
said,
"Please, Madam Guo, go to that rack and have your hands and feet shackled before I dare to remove them."
"This..." Huang Rong hesitated slightly, and Jia Sidao continued, "Madam Guo, you can rest assured. If I wanted to
imprison , why would I have let your hands be freed just now? Once you have verified the documents, I will release you
."
Huang Rong was about to say something more, but seeing that she didn't move, Jia Sidao said, "So, Madam Guo trusts
me . That's perfect. Does that mean that you've agreed to the matter I just mentioned?"
"Wait a minute," Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Your Excellency is right. For these eleven letters, what difficulty is there in severing
my hands and feet will surely have to use my hands to break the Dog-Beating Stick." After saying this, she smiled sweetly,
walked to the wooden rack, turned her back to the wall, and bent down to take the shackles.
The shackles on the rack were all made of fine steel, polished to a bright white. Huang Rong opened the shackles, fastened the two halves of the shackles to
her left ankle, and then closed them. With a soft click, the shackles bound her left foot. She
then did the same with her right foot. She straightened up, about to speak, when she heard
Jia Sidao chuckle evilly,
"Madam Guo, you still have your hands."
"Why the rush, Prime Minister?" Huang Rong smiled, and with a clatter, she took the handcuffs from the top of the rack, cuffed her
own wrists, and looked at Jia Sidao with a smile, saying, "Prime Minister, how is it now?"
Jia Sidao nodded, "Very good, very good." He walked to the rack, looked at Huang Rong's bound limbs, and a smile appeared
on his face , "That's right." Suddenly, he reached out and pressed on the side of the rack, and with a clang,
The four iron chains tightened abruptly, instantly stretching Huang Rong's limbs into a "T" shape, suspending her entire body in
mid-air. Huang Rong was startled, and at the same time felt the shackles on her wrists and ankles tighten. She struggled,
but couldn't budge. The trapdoor she had secretly left before putting the shackles on was now locked, and she was completely
fixed to the frame, unable to move.
"Jia Sidao!" Huang Rong realized she had fallen for this old scoundrel's trick again. "You're despicable!"
Jia Sidao feigned surprise: "What? Didn't Madam Guo put these shackles on herself?"
Huang Rong suddenly became speechless: Yes, she had put them on herself. She glared at Jia Sidao,
but had nothing to say. But then Jia Sidao said, "I always keep my word. Since Madam Guo has detained me,
I cannot go back on my word. I will now take out the documents for Madam Guo to review." With that, Jia Sidao walked to the third iron cabinet
, pushed it, and with a clatter, the three cabinets
slid side by side to the left, revealing a large, dark hole behind them.
Huang Rong never imagined that Jia Sidao's true secret chamber was so easily concealed.
Jia Sidao reached into the hole, took out a wooden box, and then came to Huang Rong, opening the lid and saying, "Please
take a look, Madam Guo."
Indeed, it was documents; eleven documents were all neatly folded on the box. Jia Sidao took
out the documents one by one and unfolded them before Huang Rong for her to examine. Although Huang Rong's limbs were immobilized, she felt
a of relief: the evidence was intact. As long as she could obtain the documents and bring down the treacherous minister, the reinforcements to Xiangyang would be just around the corner.
A smile spread across Huang Rong's face: "Then I am relieved. Please, Your Excellency, release my hands and feet,
and I will immediately disband the Beggars' Sect and retrieve the Dog-Beating Stick to break before Your Excellency."
As she spoke, she had already calculated several things in her mind: Jia Sidao would certainly not let her go easily;
he would likely poison her with some time-limited poison or leave some
internal injuries . But no matter what, as long as she could get out of here and meet her Jing-gege, she would be able to find a way to resolve the situation. If there was truly
no solution, she could simply return and perish with this traitor.
However, upon hearing Huang Rong's plea, Jia Sidao only smiled slightly, put the document back in the box, but did not
return the box to the secret room. Instead, he carried the box to the blazing brazier on the Eight Immortals table. Huang Rong's heart suddenly tightened:
What trick is this old scoundrel playing now? Jia Sidao chuckled wickedly twice and said, "Madam Guo, I've suddenly changed
my mind. I don't want to disband the Beggars' Sect anymore. A mere Beggars' Sect is harmless to maintain and pointless to disperse, so why use these eleven
documents to exchange for it?"
"Then what does the Prime Minister want?"
"I want nothing anymore. Before today, I was never confused, but today, I am.
With Madam Guo here, what use is wealth and glory to me? These documents were originally meant to
lure Madam Guo here, but now that she's here, keeping them is not only useless but also a burden. It
's to burn them." As he spoke, Jia Sidao took out a document, unfolded it neatly, and was about to place it in the brazier
when Huang Rong cried out, "Prime Minister, wait! As long as you don't burn this document, I will
do !"
"Is that so?" Jia Sidao glanced at Huang Rong only once before returning his gaze to the document in his hand.
The thin paper fluttered incessantly in the heat of the brazier. "I don't need you to do anything for me. I only
need you." With that, Jia Sidao released his grip, and the paper suddenly landed on the glowing embers in the brazier. With a soft "
poof," a flame erupted from the paper, engulfing the entire document in an instant.
Watching the document gradually turn to black ash in the brazier, Huang Rong finally realized that she had fallen for the old thief's trick again: he never intended for her to disband the Beggars' Sect in the
first place , but only to lure her into this situation. With the old thief's
martial arts skills, he could easily use force, but he wanted her to lock herself up herself to add to the fun, like a cat
catching a mouse .
Never in her life had Huang Rong been so thoroughly mocked. Overwhelmed with anger and frustration,
she was about to unleash a torrent of curses at Jia Sidao when everything went black. She coughed up half a mouthful of blood, only to hear Jia Sidao's maniacal laughter. Opening her eyes
, she saw him still slowly placing urgent petitions, one by one, into the brazier, ashes
dancing .
When he reached the last petition, Jia Sidao held it to his nose, sniffed it, looked at Huang Rong, and laughed, "
Madam , the lingering fragrance on this paper hasn't faded yet. If Madam Guo weren't here right now,
I truly couldn't bear to burn it." Then, amidst a burst of wild laughter, he tossed the last petition into the brazier, where
it vanished instantly.
Smoke and ash billowed above the brazier, then vanished without a trace. Jia Sidao let out a long sigh,
looked up saw Huang Rong's eyes were closed, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. He then scooped a ladle of water from the water trough in the corner
and splashed it on Huang Rong's face. After a moment, Huang Rong's head moved slightly. Jia Sidao threw away the ladle, grabbed Huang Rong's
chin, lifted her head, and sneered, "Madam Guo, this play has only just begun. How can you faint like this
?"
As he spoke, he gently patted Huang Rong's Baihui acupoint on the top of her head. Huang Rong felt a clear stream flow from the top of her head into her
limbs and bones, instantly feeling refreshed and clear-headed. However, what came to her ears was Jia Sidao's persistent
voice : "I have already used my true energy to protect your heart meridian. You can't kill yourself by severing your meridians, but
living won't be so easy either. Whether you live or die depends on Lady Guo's fate."
Then, with a ripping sound, Huang Rong suddenly felt a chill on her chest. Looking down, she saw that her high, round
breasts had broken free of their restraints, bouncing and bumping against each other. Jia Sidao was
holding against his face, his eyes narrowed in a rapturous expression. Her last piece of clothing had been torn away,
exposing her most private parts to the eyes of a man other than her husband.
"It smells so good, so fragrant." Jia Sidao said, tossing his undergarment aside. Under her angry and helpless gaze,
he began to lewdly examine Huang Rong's completely naked body. Then he reached out and
patted Huang Rong's plump breasts. The pair
of full breasts, which had just stopped shaking, trembled again. Jia Sidao looked at Huang Rong—she gritted her teeth and remained silent, because she knew that the more she shouted and cursed, the happier this old thief would be—
and suddenly reached out and pinched Huang Rong's tender nipple hard. Huang Rong's eyes widened immediately, and her whole body trembled, but she still did not make a sound.
However, her nipple quickly swelled up under this unexpected stimulation and stood straight up at the front of her breast.
"I never imagined Madam Guo's body was so wanton, even pinching you elicits a reaction." Jia Sidao
shook his head, feigning helplessness, as he slowly kneaded one of Huang Rong's breasts, feeling its smooth, soft, and incredibly
elastic . He observed Huang Rong as he touched her, noticing she had closed her eyes again, knowing it wasn't because of injury.
This was the first time Huang Rong's breasts had been touched by a man other than Guo Jing. Although she could close her eyes, Jia Sidao's
hand was still firmly gripping her breast, like a black snake crawling across it, slowly
devouring her dignity. She felt a slight tingling sensation on her nipples from the old thief's manipulation, which made them harder with each touch. The harder they became,
the more vigorously Jia Sidao manipulated them. Huang Rong had nowhere to escape; the sensation spread throughout her body, like
ants gnawing at her bones, making her tremble. She instinctively swayed her body, knowing she couldn't escape. Jia Sidao
grabbed her breasts, watching her sway her body and her nipples bounce in his hand. He then grabbed
a handful of the fleshy mounds hard, and Huang Rong flung her head back in pain, but still didn't scream.
Fortunately, Jia Sidao didn't expend too much effort there. He released Huang Rong's breasts—the
two large, white mounds already bore red handprints—and slid his hand to Huang Rong's waist, then to her smooth
buttocks. Without lingering, he slipped his fingers into the valley between her buttocks, and then moved along the valley until his short,
thick fingers soon sank into Huang Rong's plump vulva.
The rough fingers invaded her delicate mons pubis, causing her to involuntarily twitch. Huang Rong tried to close her legs, but
they were firmly spread apart. She could only tremble with fear as the finger slowly
slid from back to front along her petals towards the entrance of her vagina. Her body gradually tensed, but just as she was about to reach her peak, the
finger stopped at the edge of her opening. Jia Sidao withdrew his hand from between her legs, licked his finger, and looked
at her lower body with displeasure.
"A slight imperfection!" Jia Sidao sighed softly and walked away from Huang Rong. Huang Rong opened
her eyes and saw Jia Sidao walk to the torture instruments displayed on the shelf. After selecting some for a while, he picked up a
triangular branding iron and forcefully plunged the tip deep into the burning brazier on the octagonal table.
Even a fool could guess what would happen next, and even Huang Rong, who was quite brave, couldn't help but change
color. Jia Sidao released the branding iron and, seeing the expression on Huang Rong's face, couldn't help but laugh, "Madam Guo, there's no need to be afraid.
I haven't even consummated our relationship yet, how could I bear to hurt you?" He casually patted Huang Rong's face, laughed a few times, and then went to
the side to pick up the bundle Huang Rong had just made in her night clothes and threw it on the ground in front of the rack. He squatted down, untied
the bundle, revealing a mountain of phalluses piled up inside.
"I put these things in the cabinet to see which one Madam Guo liked, but I didn't expect
her to want to swallow them all," Jia Sidao said, picking up the black iron phallus that Huang Rong had examined. He said,
"Madam Guo didn't care about the others, but she was particularly fond of this one, touching it a few more times. Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like
a tiger, it's really true. I suppose when Madam Guo was looking at the erotic pictures just now, if she hadn't been trying so hard to restrain herself, she probably would have already taken off her
clothes and used this to relieve her itch."
Huang Rong then realized that he must have been spying on her shameful state through a hidden hole. The thought that this old scoundrel had seen her holding the phallus and indulging in lust
was so humiliating that she wanted to disappear. Her face turned red.
Although Huang Rong had also felt ashamed when Jia Sidao had been insulted in various ways, she knew that she was powerless to do so, so her hatred far outweighed her shame. Only now, when
Jia Sidao exposed her lustful thoughts, she had no way to refute it. She felt a surge of heat on her cheeks and turned her head away, no longer daring
to look at the phallus on the ground.
Seeing Huang Rong's face flushed red, making her even more beautiful, Jia Sidao was overcome with lust. He stood up, grabbed his iron
phallus
, and pressed it against Huang Rong's face, grinning, "Madam Guo, I know you've always wanted to lick this thing. Now, there's no one else but you and me, so Madam Guo can swallow it as she pleases." Huang Rong closed her eyes tightly, clenched her teeth, and turned her face away, ignoring Jia Sidao.
Jia Sidao had no choice but to forcefully pry open Huang Rong's mouth, shove the iron phallus into it, and then release his grip.
Huang Rong immediately tried to spit it out, but Jia Sidao grabbed it with his other hand and forcefully pushed it into her mouth, filling it
completely. Huang Rong's mouth was full of cold, hard iron, and she was choking, unable to breathe.
The iron phallus was constantly being swallowed and released in Huang Rong's mouth by Jia Sidao, and Huang Rong couldn't close her mouth. Soon, saliva dripped
from the corners of her mouth. Seeing this, Jia Sidao threw away his penis, cupped Huang Rong's face in his hands, and pressed his lips to her
lips, sucking hard on her fragrant saliva. The scent of Huang Rong's body and saliva filled his mind, and
his involuntarily hardened again. He no longer wanted to appreciate her beauty, and reached out to touch her vulva.
Just as his hand touched the entrance, he suddenly remembered something, chuckled, and released Huang Rong.
Huang Rong thought she was doomed this time, but Jia Sidao remained still. She opened her eyes, only to be
immediately terrified: Jia Sidao pulled the triangular branding iron from the brazier. The long handle had
a triangular piece of wrought iron that was as red-hot as the embers in the brazier, seemingly ready to drip molten iron at any moment.
Holding the branding iron, Jia Sidao approached Huang Rong with a lewd grin. Huang Rong stared at the red-hot iron tip,
trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word. Jia Sidao approached Huang Rong, raising the branding iron. Huang Rong
watched the iron slowly pressed against her left cheek amidst Jia Sidao's lewd grin. Unable to bear it any longer, she cried out, "
Jia Sidao! Kill me!"
"Kill you? Why should I kill you?" Jia Sidao removed the branding iron from Huang Rong's left cheek and slowly pressed it
towards her right. "You think I'll just kill you because you tell me to? Do you think I, the dignified Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty, would be ordered around by a mere commoner like you
?" The branding iron stopped only half an inch from Huang Rong's cheek. Huang Rong could already feel the oppressive
heat scorching her hair, but then Jia Sidao removed the iron from her right cheek once more.
Huang Rong, still reeling from the shock of being frightened twice, was
panting heavily when she saw Jia Sidao suddenly smile strangely. He slowly lowered the branding iron in his hand. Huang Rong, unsure of his next trick, stared intently at the tip of the iron.
As Jia Sidao's hand moved, inch by inch, past her breasts, past her navel, the tip
stopped in front of her vulva, motionless.
Huang Rong instantly paled, screamed, and instinctively twisted her body desperately, causing the chains on her hands and feet
to rattle and the frame to sway. Jia Sidao enjoyed Huang Rong's struggle, the branding iron
remaining still until Huang Rong was exhausted. Then he coldly said, "Madam Guo, have you ever heard that joke:
'Mulan joined the army, was shot by an arrow and fell from her horse. When she awoke, the army doctor said: 'Reporting to the general, I have not been able to find your...weapon...'"
"Seeing this, the only thing to do is to stitch up the wound on the general's genitals to stop the bleeding."
"What do you want to say?" Huang Rong gasped.
"I already said that I will not hurt Madam Guo before I have consummated our relationship. But
if Madam Guo moves around recklessly and loses her balance, I don't know if I can remove the branding iron."
Jia Sidao said coldly.
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Jia Sidao sneered, and pressed the branding iron against Huang Rong's genitals. Huang Rong screamed,
closed her eyes and awaited death. She only heard a hissing sound in her ears and smelled a burnt smell in her nose. Her genitals did not hurt, but
she felt a heat. She couldn't help but open her eyes and look down, but her vision was blocked by a pair of fleshy breasts in front of her. She
could not bend over and could not see her genitals. She could only see the wicked smile on Jia Sidao's face.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Jia Sidao removed the branding iron from her genitals and tossed it aside. Then he reached out and
touched
her genitals. Huang Rong felt a cool breeze on her lower body, and the hand that touched her genitals felt unusually smooth, seemingly different from usual. She suddenly realized that this old scoundrel had just used the branding iron
to burn off her pubic hair, just like how country folk remove pig hair when butchering a pig. However, burning the hair doesn't damage the skin, which is
something ordinary country people can't do.
Huang Rong's genital hair was naturally very thick, and she didn't care about it when she was a girl. After marriage, however, she associated
with many gossipy women and inevitably heard some worldly matters. At that time, the "Daughter's Classic" considered abundant pubic hair
a sign of beauty, while those without hair were seen as infertile and detrimental to their husbands. Huang Rong, having heard these sayings many times, gradually became proud of
her abundant pubic hair, even regarding it as superior to her beautiful head of hair. Now, having it all burned off by Jia Sidao
was like having her hair shaved off. Although there were no burn scars on her face, the thought of her pubic area resembling a bald monk
seemed no better than having burn scars on her face.
This humiliation was even worse than being seen manipulating her genitals. Huang Rong would rather Jia Sidao's branding iron
be directly on her genitals than suffer such humiliation. Her eyes filled with tears, and she was about to cry out,
but then she remembered that Jia Sidao's repeated humiliations were merely to enjoy her shameful state. If she shed tears, wouldn't that fulfill his wish? So
she forcibly held back, but a few tears still escaped her eyes, leaving long tear tracks on her pink face.
Without the cover of pubic hair, Huang Rong's full, round mons pubis was fully exposed, resembling a white jade
statue from top to bottom. Jia Sidao admired his work with satisfaction and said, "Madam Guo's body is so clean, yet
this clump of weeds has ruined the scenery. Now that I have removed it, Madam Guo's jade body can truly be considered flawless."
He couldn't help but squat down, part the fleshy cleft that was almost invisible due to the thick mons pubis, revealing the tender red
petals, and stuck out his tongue to lick the wet petals.
Huang Rong groaned softly, her legs twitching a few times, partly out of fear, and partly due to
the pleasure from the
friction of his tongue. This was something Guo Jing had never done for her before, and she had never imagined a man would lick a woman's private parts—that place that, though on her own body, still felt dirty.
The nausea she felt from Jia Sidao's lick was even greater than when he had just placed his penis in her mouth. Yet,
the pleasure she experienced in that instant surpassed any of their previous sexual encounters.
Before she could think any further, Jia Sidao was already licking between her labia again. His tongue, like
the tip of Yang Tiexin's spear, deftly slipped into her flesh, scraping against Huang Rong's sensitive tenderness, catching her
completely off guard . Before she could even prepare herself, waves of pleasure surged from her vulva to her lower
abdomen, like the tides at Peach Blossom Island, quickly spreading throughout her lower body. Soon, her abdomen could no longer withstand the onslaught,
and a sudden spasm, as if a dam had burst, caused a gush of heat to leak from her body through her flesh.
Immediately unprecedented pleasure rose from her spine to the back of her head
. "Stop," she cried inwardly.
But her body arched uncontrollably backward, thrusting her plump vulva towards Jia Sidao's mouth, unconsciously
squeezing out a weak moan: "Mmm...ah..."
Oily fluid overflowed from Huang Rong's vulva, making her thighs slick with it. When it gushed out,
it nearly choked Jia Sidao; even he hadn't expected Huang Rong to be so sensitive to oral sex. "Madam Guo's juices are
sweeter than honey." Jia Sidao finally managed to swallow all of Huang Rong's gushing fluids,
picked up a sticky strand with his finger, stood up, and looked at Huang Rong, whose face was flushed and who had just recovered from pleasure
. He put his finger in her mouth, then withdrew it and licked her lips with the tongue that had just licked her vulva
. "Madam Guo, didn't you think that place was dirty? How come you've lost your virginity?"
Huang Rong felt utterly ashamed and wanted nothing more than to die. Before this, she had only
experienced some pleasure when she was intimate with Guo Jing, and she had never experienced climax before, especially being licked
like that . Jia Sidao's words were like needles stabbing her heart, making her ears ring
.
She instinctively shook her head frantically, but this did not escape Jia Sidao's eyes. Seeing Huang Rong biting
her lip pressed his advantage, bringing his mouth close to Huang Rong's ear: "Madam Guo, you are
the woman of the great hero Guo Jing. If the great hero Guo knew that I had actually made you lick him, I wonder what he would think. And
your child, Miss Guo, I heard she is very unruly, I'm afraid she can't accept such a lewd mother."
These words were like thunderbolts hitting Huang Rong's head, leaving her mind blank.
Jia Sidao continued, "Madam Guo, stop deceiving yourself. In fact, you are simply a wanton harlot.
Of all the women I've been with, none have ejaculated faster than you. I've heard people say that such a woman is a born
harlot . I suppose the great hero Guo hasn't been very intimate with you all these years, and you..." Suddenly, Huang Rong whispered, "Don't
say anymore."
"What?" Jia Sidao pretended not to hear clearly.
"Stop talking."
"I'll talk anyway," Jia Sidao said with a grin. "You shameless woman, you'll even lose
your temper if you're caught and handcuffed..."
"Please stop talking!" Huang Rong finally couldn't control herself and shouted, shaking the frame frantically,
the chains rattling.
Seeing Huang Rong on the verge of a mental breakdown, Jia Sidao laughed heartily. He grabbed Huang Rong's neck and
whispered in her ear, "You can stop talking, but Madam Guo, a gentleman uses words, not fists. If you don't let this old man..."
"If you speak, I'll take action. You tell me, do you want me to speak or take action?"
Huang Rong was speechless, only subconsciously shaking her head with her eyes closed. Jia Sidao sneered, "If you don't say
anything , does that mean you want everything? Then I'll do both."
"No!" Huang Rong suddenly opened her eyes and pleaded softly, "Prime Minister, please let me go!"
This was the first time in Huang Rong's life that she had begged someone.
"Too late." Jia Sidao laughed wildly, his huge penis suddenly rising. He wrapped his left arm around Huang Rong's waist
from behind, and with his right hand, he lifted his penis and pushed it forward. The egg-sized glans struggled to push open the slippery
flesh of her vulva, pressing against the already ravaged honeypot between Huang Rong's legs.
"Prime Minister, don't come in." Huang Rong pleaded. The former leader of the Beggars' Sect, the female Zhuge Liang, now only
had the strength to tremble, and tears were streaming down her face uncontrollably. Jia Sidao, leering
, gripped the shaft of his penis. Suddenly, the glans thrust forward, feigning penetration. Huang Rong felt a tightening in her lower
body and screamed in fright. Jia Sidao laughed, the glans retreating slightly before unexpectedly thrusting forward again. Huang Rong
screamed . This happened several times, and Huang Rong, repeatedly frightened, finally couldn't hold on any longer. Just as she was about to beg again, Jia Sidao's
expression suddenly changed, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes. He pressed down hard with his left hand on Huang Rong's buttocks, while simultaneously thrusting his hips
forward violently.
Instantly, Huang Rong felt a tearing pain in her lower body, screamed in agony, her limbs stiffened, and her mind went
blank. In a daze, her vagina was forcibly torn open by a large, round head, and the thick, long
shaft from behind forced its way into her narrow passage. Although the copious amount of vaginal fluid that had just flowed out hadn't dried yet, Jia Sidao's penis
was so enormous and entered so forcefully that Huang Rong's small vaginal opening simply couldn't accommodate it. She trembled all over in pain, letting out screams.
Jia Sidao watched as his penis inch by inch slid into Huang Rong's body until it was completely inside her. His entire
shaft was almost tightly enveloped by Huang Rong's warm vaginal flesh, making even the slightest movement extremely difficult. The tip of his penis
was already pressing against a soft bud, which was the very core of Huang Rong's vagina.
Jia Sidao looked at Huang Rong and saw that her face was pale, beads of sweat were forming on her forehead, and her two pearly teeth were biting her lower lip,
showing unbearable pain. So he twisted his waist slightly, and his penis gently stirred inside her vagina. Huang Rong's body trembled, and her two breasts
shook incessantly on her chest. Jia Sidao grabbed one of her breasts and slowly kneaded it, saying leisurely, "Madam Guo, your
body is quite tight."
"Get out..." Huang Rong said with difficulty, her lips moving. Seeing Jia Sidao shake his head, she
mustered bit of strength and said in a weak voice, "Prime Minister, please, get out, I really can't take it
anymore."
Jia Sidao squinted at her for a while before saying, "Alright, since Madam Guo is in so much pain,
then I can't bear to be so cruel. I'll let Madam Guo leave now." As he spoke, he grasped Huang Rong's waist with both hands and slowly
pulled his penis out. Huang Rong's initial plea was instinctive, but she never expected him to agree to let her go.
Therefore although the pain of being pulled out wasn't much less than the pain of being entered, she still managed to gasp for breath and forcefully utter four words:
"Thank you, Prime Minister."
At this moment, Jia Sidao had already pulled his penis to the entrance of her vagina, leaving only the glans inside Huang Rong. Hearing Huang Rong's words,
he smiled slightly and said, "No need to thank me. This old man cherishes women and will naturally cherish Madam Guo. However, in this way,
the reinforcements from Xiangyang will…"
Huang Rong was already somewhat delirious at this point. Suddenly hearing "Xiangyang" and "reinforcements," she hurriedly asked, "What does the Prime Minister say about the reinforcements
from Xiangyang ?"
"As I said before, when the reinforcements from Xiangyang will be dispatched depends on Madam Guo," Jia Sidao said
calmly "Madam Guo is extremely intelligent and will naturally be able to figure out how to get the reinforcements to be dispatched sooner."
Huang Rong's body suddenly stiffened. She realized that this old scoundrel was not suddenly showing kindness, but was just playing
a cat-and-mouse game again, using Xiangyang and the reinforcements to threaten her. She had been proud all her life, so was she just going to let this
old scoundrel play her tricks? But right now, she racked her brains but couldn't think of a good way to break the deadlock.
Just as she was hesitating, Jia Sidao said again, "Although I can control the Song army, the Mongol army
is beyond my control. I'm afraid the Mongols are preparing to attack Xiangyang again. The sooner we send troops, the
sooner we can relieve the crisis." Huang Rong was already in a state of confusion, and this only added fuel to the fire. She could no longer speak,
only muttering repeatedly, "Send troops sooner... relieve the crisis sooner... send troops sooner...
relieve the crisis sooner..."
Seeing Huang Rong in such a state of panic, Jia Sidao chuckled inwardly, but said aloud, "I will first..." "
Get out of Madam Guo's body. Madam Guo, think it over carefully." Just as he was about to leave, Huang Rong shouted urgently, "Wait!"
Jia Sidao feigned surprise, "What is it?"
Huang Rong said, "This humble woman begs the Prime Minister to send troops to Xiangyang."
Jia Sidao coldly said, "Then do you know how to get reinforcements to set off as soon as possible?"
Huang Rong whispered, "This humble woman knows."
Jia Sidao nodded, "How?"
Huang Rong's face was already flushed, she bit her lip, her breasts heaving, and after a long while
she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I beg the Prime Minister to come in."
"Come in where?" Jia Sidao deliberately raised his voice.
"Come...come in this humble woman's body." Huang Rong turned her face away and said.
"This old man is old and hard of hearing, please say it again, Madam Guo." Jia Sidao lewdly said.
"I beg the Prime Minister to come in this humble woman's body." This time Huang Rong's voice was even softer than before, but tears
streamed down her face again.
"What? Still can't hear me. Looks like I'm getting old." Jia Sidao shook his head. "This old man still..."
"Please, Prime Minister, enter my body." Huang Rong finally managed to say, choking back tears.
"Oh." Jia Sidao then pretended to understand. "I see. But, judging from your body, you
seem quite unwilling." He looked at their joined parts.
Huang Rong hadn't expected this old scoundrel to be so despicable, but there was no turning back now. She could only move her lower
body, drawing Jia Sidao's glans towards her. Jia Sidao then laughed loudly, "Since that's the case, I
won't be polite." He held Huang Rong's waist and slowly thrust in. Huang Rong gritted her teeth and endured the pain without uttering a sound.
Soon, the glans was firmly pressed against Huang Rong's clitoris.
This was the most humiliating moment for a woman, but for Huang Rong, it was a relief, because
she knew: this old scoundrel wouldn't play tricks on her anymore. Compared to the old scoundrel's several attempts to penetrate her, his feigned indifference, this was a welcome change.
The initial shock was actually the easiest thing to handle – he just had to endure it and didn't need to worry about what tricks he might pull
.
In truth, Jia Sidao had long been unable to suppress his lust, but he insisted on completely subduing his prey before
slowly enjoying it, so he held back until now before finally focusing on savoring the experience. He didn't rush into wild
thrusting, but first let his penis swirl inside Huang Rong a few times, widening her vaginal opening slightly. Otherwise, if it remained
tightly closed, it would be much more difficult for him to penetrate her. These few thrusts caused Huang Rong to grip
the chains tightly with both hands, her facial muscles almost contorting in pain.
Jia Sidao, however, chuckled and patted her rosy cheeks, saying, "Don't be afraid of the pain, my darling, you'll feel good soon enough."
With that, he withdrew his penis halfway back, then thrust forward forcefully, the glans slamming heavily against Huang Rong's clitoris
. Huang Rong hadn't recovered from the excruciating pain of the throbbing, and the pleasure
spreading overwhelming her. Luckily, she had exhausted her strength earlier, otherwise she would
have screamed again. Even so, she couldn't help but open her mouth.
Jia Sidao saw this delicate and vulnerable state, and his heart stirred. He lowered his head and
kissed Huang Rong's lips, saying, "My darling, let me show you what your brother can do." With that, he
thrust his penis in and out of Huang Rong's body.
Although it had been stretched open somewhat, Huang Rong's vagina was still too tight, and her juices had long since dried up.
Jia Sidao were still somewhat strenuous. The burning pain from the friction between raw flesh almost made Huang Rong
bite her lip until it bled. Fortunately, after each wave of pain, a tingling sensation rose from the bottom of her vagina, which alleviated the pain somewhat.
Her eyes were closed, her hands gripping the chains tightly.
She the only sounds the clanking of the chains on her hands and feet, accompanied by the slapping of flesh against flesh. Just as her lower body was about to go numb
, Jia Sidao suddenly stopped. Before Huang Rong could even catch her breath, Jia Sidao's lewd voice
rang out again: "Madam Guo, how do I compare to your Jing-gege?"
Huang Rong hadn't expected him to tease her like this. She knew this old scoundrel wouldn't give up until he was satisfied, but
she had already resolved not to utter another word. Anyway, at this point, she figured this old scoundrel couldn't
do anything more to her. Seeing that she was keeping her head down and not saying a word, Jia Sidao guessed that it wasn't the right time yet, so he stopped
forcing her . He smiled coldly and began to thrust vigorously inside Huang Rong again. As he thrust, he pressed his left index finger into
the upper part of Huang Rong's mons pubis, peeled back the membrane, and pressed it onto the pea-sized fleshy bud. As Huang Rong's body moved under his thrusts
, the bud bounced under his finger.
Gradually, Huang Rong felt the pain in her lower body begin to dissipate, and an unnamed pleasure pressed down from her lower abdomen, intertwining
with the pleasure at the center of her vagina. This sensation intensified with each thrust from Jia Sidao. Her remaining consciousness filled her
with panic; she knew she was about to lose control of her body. However, the pleasure was so intense that soon she
knew nothing more, only the rising heat between her legs and the uncontrollable
heaving Streams of oily fluid flowed into her vagina, coating the cavity with the inserted rod.
Each time the rod entered, it struck her clitoris hard, the pleasure radiating
from within her like a bowstring, causing her thighs to tremble.
Unconsciously, she was breathing rapidly. At this moment, Jia Sidao grabbed one of her breasts and
began to knead it roughly. If this had happened a short while ago, Huang Rong would have only felt pain from such kneading.
But now, because the pleasure in her lower body had spread throughout her body, her breasts had become engorged
and swollen uncomfortably. Jia Sidao's kneading not only relieved the pain in her breasts but also
resonated with her lower body, sending waves of pleasure rushing to her throat. She only wanted Jia Sidao to knead her harder. Her
entire body was now overflowing with lust.
Meanwhile, Jia Sidao did not relax his thrusts into her vagina. The heat and pleasure in her lower body intensified,
surging and throbbing, trapped in the closed space with nowhere to release. His penis continued to force pleasure into her
lower body, making her lower body swell as if about to burst. The honey-like fluid secreted from her vagina increased, beginning to
overflow from the folds and flow down her thighs. Huang Rong endured the increasingly intense impact, her mind blank,
single-mindedly awaiting the climax. However, just as the moment of explosion was about to arrive, everything
came to an abrupt halt.
This sudden stop plunged Huang Rong into panic, like a drowning person grasping at a straw.
"Don't stop!" she cried involuntarily.
"How is my skill?" It was Jia Sidao speaking.
"Prime Minister, you're so strong." Huang Rong blurted out almost without thinking.
"How does it compare to your Jing-gege?"
"Prime Minister, you're still the best. Please, Prime Minister, give me a quick death." She was almost crying. "
Alright, then shout loudly: 'Guo Jing is a piece of trash, not even a man! My big cock is the real pleasure!'
The louder you shout, the harder I'll thrust. "
Immediately, Huang Rong's cries echoed in the basement: "Guo Jing is a worthless piece of trash, not even a man! The
Prime Minister's big cock is the real pleasure... Ah... Ah... Guo Jing is a worthless piece of trash, not even a man! The Prime Minister's big cock is
the real pleasure... Ah... Ah..." The flood of desire finally broke through her last dam at this moment. Forgetting
everything, Huang Rong's wild cries were mixed with her first ever frenzied moans.
Jia Sidao did not break his promise. His penis, lubricated by the lustful fluids, pounded against
Huang Rong's clitoris at an even faster speed, while Huang Rong's honey hole kept biting at his glans. He hadn't been much better off than
Huang Rong , barely suppressing the urge to continue. Now, starting again, he was even more unstoppable, and
Huang Rong's moans accelerated his climax.
Not long after, as the power accumulating in his penis grew stronger, Jia Sidao could no longer hold back his ejaculation. With
a roar, he forcefully thrust his entire penis into Huang Rong's body, tightly embracing her waist, allowing large gushes of thick,
white semen to spray freely onto her delicate vulva.
This attack completely overwhelmed Huang Rong; the scalding semen was like a spark, igniting
all the energy accumulated within her. "I'm dead!" She only had time to utter this one cry before her body stiffened on the frame,
her head tilted back, gurgling in her throat. Her lower body contracted suddenly, gripping Jia Sidao's large glans tightly,
spilling her vaginal fluids onto it without reservation. Stimulated, Jia Sidao thrust his glans even harder...
He thrust forward, pressing firmly against Huang Rong's vulva. Their lower bodies were now pressed tightly together, so tightly that even the
sharpest knife couldn't penetrate.
The air in the basement seemed to freeze. Jia Sidao and Huang Rong lay naked and motionless in each other's arms.
How long had passed, until the red glow of the charcoal in the brazier began to dim, was when Jia Sidao reluctantly released Huang Rong
's body, pulling out his now-softened penis. Along with it came their mingled
bodily fluids , which spilled onto the floor.
Jia Sidao let out a long breath. Seeing that Huang Rong's face was still flushed, and she was looking down at him, he lifted
her chin, smiled, and kissed her on the lips, saying, "My darling, Madam Guo, as long as you serve me well,
I'll grant you whatever you want." Huang Rong shook her head, breaking free from his grasp and turning her face away.
Jia Sidao wasn't angry. He laughed heartily, picked up his robe from the floor, put it on, and walked out of the secret room, striding down the steps and
leaving. A short while later, a loud thud was heard from above, and the basement fell silent again.
Huang Rong burst into tears.
Night Raid on the Prime Minister's Mansion (Part 2) 1-17 Complete
1—The Imperial Prison
Huang Rong was put into a prison cart and escorted to the capital. Because she had bound the commander-in-chief to seize military power, although she had won the battle, she
still could not escape punishment! Guo Jing, anxious to save his wife, led his troops into battle without authorization, resulting in the loss of three thousand armored soldiers, and was imprisoned in
Nanyang Prison.
The Li brothers admired Huang Rong and escorted her all the way to Lin'an. With their care
,
Huang Rong did not suffer much hardship along the way! As soon as the prison cart arrived in Lin'an, Huang Rong was imprisoned in the Imperial Prison! The jailer, hearing that this prisoner was Huang Rong, who had defeated the Mongol army
, and also because of the Li brothers' influence, treated Huang Rong very politely. She was given new prison clothes, a single cell,
and brand-new bedding and tea!
That evening, the jailer brought food; the bowls and chopsticks were very clean, and even more surprisingly—there was a chicken leg!
Exhausted and hungry from her long journey, Huang Rong
A figure in a black robe, cloak, and large black hood obscuring his head
entered the prison, into Huang Rong's cell.
He knelt beside her, gently stroking her disheveled hair…
Huang Rong, still half-asleep, instinctively shook her head… Suddenly, she opened her eyes, gazing intently at
the . Tears welled in her eyes, and she sobbed, "Prime Minister… Waaah…!"
Jia Sidao lifted his hood, revealing a smile.
Huang Rong sat up, nestled into Jia Sidao's arms, and burst into tears. Jia Sidao patted Huang Rong's
back and whispered, "Madam Guo, well done! The Song Dynasty hasn't defeated the Mongols so decisively in a long time!"
He paused, then added, "You've been incredibly audacious! You dared to forcibly seize the commander's seal and military tally! The Emperor is shocked, and the entire
court wants you dead! Hmph! Damn it! I'll see who dares to lay a finger on you!"
Jia Sidao sat down against the wall, pulled Huang Rong into his arms, and laid her across his lap.
Huang Rong nervously glanced outside, afraid the jailer would come in and see them! Jia Sidao chuckled, "
Madam , don't worry, who would want to come into a place like this? The jailer is drinking with Jia Ying outside!" He then
showered Huang Rong's blushing face with passionate kisses.
Against the backdrop of her bright red prison uniform, Huang Rong's face was incredibly beautiful... Jia Sidao's large hand kneaded
Huang Rong 's full breasts...
"Prime Minister... not here...?" Huang Rong pleaded softly, but Jia Sidao ignored her,
his large mouth fiercely kissing her fragrant lips, twisting his neck and biting back and forth!
Coupled with the vigorous kneading of her breasts, Huang Rong was almost breathless from the kisses... Her whole body was hot, her desire
surging...
Her legs were spread wide, forming a wide V-shape as she sat on Jia Sidao's lap, his large penis
hard ! Jia Sidao held Huang Rong's slender waist, Huang Rong held Jia Sidao's neck,
their kiss passionately intertwined!
Jia Sidao reached out to undo Huang Rong's trousers, "No..." Huang Rong shook her head repeatedly, shyly blocking him.
Jia Sidao whispered, "Don't be afraid, my darling, let the Prime Minister take good care of you!" Their trousers fell onto
the floor of the prison! Huang Rong spread her legs and slowly sat down, aiming at Jia Sidao's penis!
"Ah—!" The long-lost penis, the long-lost feeling, Huang Rong tilted her head back and
moaned softly! She held onto Jia Sidao's shoulders, her body rising and falling rhythmically! Jia Sidao's hands gripped Huang Rong's
soft waist, adding force to the thrusting with the rhythm of her movements!
"Ugh—ah—!" The penis quickly and powerfully penetrated Huang Rong's vagina, her face contorted in pain,
sweat beading on her forehead!
Jia Sidao's hands tightened their grip, Huang Rong's body rising and falling faster and faster!
"Ah—!" Huang Rong's cries grew louder and louder, then suddenly, she remembered she was in the prison, and in fright, she
clung tightly to Jia Sidao, holding her breath, afraid to make a sound!
The prison was where death row inmates were held; the walls were thick, effectively soundproofing the prison. Huang Rong's cell was
a single room, with the door a dozen steps or so away via a passageway and stairs. Even so, Huang Rong's series of exhilarating
screams still drew a few crisp knocks on the door!
Huang Rong's face paled, and she looked at Jia Sidao in panic. Jia Sidao nonchalantly pulled Huang Rong tighter and thrust hard,
"Oh—!" Another loud cry rang out, and Huang Rong was caught off guard by the force of the thrust! She
turned her head in terror to look at the cell door, but thankfully, it was deathly silent outside!
"Hmm—!" Just as she turned her head, Jia Sidao kissed her again, followed by another round of rapid
thrusts…
After dozens of thrusts, Jia Sidao released their kiss, "Ah—!" Huang Rong
gasped , letting out a long-suppressed, soul-stirring moan!
"It was Jia Ying knocking on the door just now, meaning we can fuck each other without worry. The jailer is drunk!"
Jia Sidao said with a roguish grin, gently wiping the sweat from Huang Rong's forehead. He then gestured for Huang Rong to continue in the same
position , but she shook her head and refused to move.
"What's wrong, Madam Guo?" Jia Sidao cupped Huang Rong's face in his hands, kissing her as he asked.
Huang Rong cried, tears welling in her eyes, "Prime Minister, I don't want to stay here! I want to leave now! Waaah—!"
The usually strong, unyielding, and righteous Huang Rong was unusually vulnerable and tearful in front of Jia Sidao.
"My darling, don't cry! We'll go home tomorrow, okay?" Jia Sidao said tenderly, wiping Huang Rong's face.
Her face was streaked with tears.
Hearing Jia Sidao's words, Huang Rong slowly stopped crying, but still sobbed incessantly. With each sob
, Jia Sidao's penis, deeply inserted into her body, was gripped and sucked by her vagina. Thus, with each sob and each gripping
... Jia Sidao grinned lewdly, enjoying the sensation!
Huang Rong suddenly realized this and playfully punched the wicked man with her pink fist!
It was still a seated position, but not the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus," yet even more obscene—
Huang Rong supported her body with her arms behind her, her chest thrusting and waist arching, her thighs spread wide, her vulva fully exposed, her large white buttocks constantly
thrusting forward, fully penetrating Jia Sidao's large penis...
In this way of intercourse, the man only needed to enjoy himself comfortably, but the woman was extremely exhausted. An ordinary
woman would be exhausted after a few thrusts, but Huang Rong, having practiced martial arts since childhood, was strong and healthy, with energy several times stronger than the average woman.
She sang ecstatically, thrusting nearly a hundred times in one go…
Finally, she was exhausted. Covered in fragrant sweat, she quietly lay on Jia Sidao's shoulder, her legs still spread
wide , her vagina still deeply penetrated by Jia Sidao's enormous brown penis…
Jia Sidao stripped off Huang Rong's bright red prison uniform, revealing her breasts taut over a narrow yellow bodice! Jia
Sidao ripped off the bodice and threw it on the ground, her two large breasts bouncing and swaying joyfully!
Huang Rong playfully slapped Jia Sidao, saying, "You've gotten it dirty! How am I supposed to wear this later!"
Jia Sidao tenderly cupped Huang Rong's breasts, examining them as he said, "
You're not allowed to wear those things starting tomorrow. Look how much these two sisters have been tortured to the point of collapse!" Huang Rong giggled. It was the first time she
'd heard such a witty metaphor—calling her two breasts "sisters"! The
sight of her large, white, full breasts aroused Jia Sidao intensely, his penis throbbing painfully.
Huang Rong gently arched her large, white buttocks, massaging Jia Sidao's throbbing
penis ! At the same time, she thrust her chest high, letting Jia Sidao's lewd mouth nibble and nibble at her breasts!
In no time, her white, tender flesh was red and shiny, glistening with Jia Sidao's lewd
saliva…
Jia Sidao kissed Huang Rong's fragrant lips, then stood up, embracing her. His
large penis pressed against her private parts, and Huang Rong slightly parted her long, slender legs. Jia Sidao thrust his penis forward, and with a
"plop," it slid all the way in!
"Uh—!" Huang Rong groaned, "Ugh—!" "..." Her mouth was then taken into Jia Sidao's mouth again...
Huang Rong closed her legs, clamping them tightly around the slowly thrusting, large penis!
Jia Sidao slowly thrust in and out while kneading Huang Rong's remarkably elastic white buttocks.
His mouth wasn't idle either; while kissing her, he asked Huang Rong, "Madam Guo, have you missed the Prime Minister these days?"
"Mmm!" Huang Rong nodded.
"Have you listened to the Prime Minister and slept naked at night?"
"Yes!" Huang Rong answered shyly.
Jia Sidao became aroused upon hearing this, his ten fingers gripping Huang Rong's white buttocks as he passionately thrust into her...
"Ah... Oh...!" Huang Rong let out a
rapid, wanton cry, thoroughly enjoying the thrusting! "Have you missed the Prime Minister's big cock?" Jia Sidao slowed down, asking another lewd question.
Huang Rong's pretty face flushed from the question, and she lowered her head in shame, too embarrassed to answer.
"Madam Guo, speak!" Jia Sidao put his ear to Huang Rong's mouth.
Huang Rong hesitated for a long time, her face flushed red, and whispered, "Yes!" A simple word, yet
it brought an overwhelming sense of shame! After speaking, Huang Rong's face burned, and she buried her head deeply in Jia Sidao's head!
Jia Sidao, however, was overjoyed, letting out a strange cry, and pulled Huang Rong closer, unleashing another frenzied thrusting... making Huang Rong
rise and fall, her body trembling, moaning repeatedly...
When they finally stopped, both of them were drenched in sweat and panting heavily!
"The Prime Minister's big cock is down there, Madam Guo, since you miss it so much, go down and pamper it!"
Jia Sidao said.
Huang Rong brushed her sweat-drenched, disheveled hair aside, slowly separating their entwined bodies, withdrawing
the thick, black penis from her vagina, and kneeling before Jia Sidao's crotch.
She extended her fragrant tongue, gently licking the large, purple glans, which glistened with her vaginal
fluids!
Huang Rong, who was extremely clean throughout her life, could not be disgusted at this moment. She could only lick and kiss this
filthy penis with relish!
Suppressing the urge to vomit, she took a large portion of the thick, black shaft into her mouth, sucking and
swallowing...
The lewd sounds of oral sex echoed chaotically in the dimly lit cell!
"Madam Guo, don't use your hands!" Hearing this, Huang Rong had no choice but to remove her hands from the penis and place them on
Jia Sidao 's thighs. Her small mouth took the glans in, and she moved her jade-like neck, quickly and deeply sucking and swallowing.
This warm, sexy little mouth had once commanded thousands of troops and uttered grand pronouncements and
plans for national stability! And now, it was performing lewd oral sex on an ugly penis!
Jia Sidao stroked Huang Rong's disheveled hair, enjoying the "blowing, pulling, playing, and singing" of her alluring little mouth!
Jia Sidao's penis grew thicker and thicker, Huang Rong's cheeks sunken, her small mouth stretched almost to the point of splitting open...
Jia Sidao wasn't satisfied. He began to thrust his lower body, pushing his entire penis into Huang Rong's mouth,
leaving not an inch!
He also pressed Huang Rong's head down and rocked her back and forth...
His large glans completely blocked her throat, making Huang Rong's face turn red and her neck bulge, feeling difficulty breathing! She
quickly began to practice her "internal breathing" technique... After a long time... and a long time... Jia Sidao finally released Huang Rong's head and
withdrew his penis from her mouth!
"Oh—!" Huang Rong immediately took a deep breath, panting heavily, her full breasts heaving violently!
Huang Rong stood up, her hands on the wall, her slender waist lowered, her large, white buttocks raised high…
Jia Sidao, his thick, black penis erect, came up behind her, placing the head of his penis at the entrance of her vagina.
He pressed his hands on Huang Rong's soft waist and said, “Madam Guo, despite your intelligence, you
haven't even gotten this position right!” Upon hearing this, Huang Rong quickly and sensibly corrected herself—hands against the wall, arms straight, waist
lowered to the bottom, buttocks raised to their limit, legs straight and together!
Huang Rong was mortified; she knew how lewd and degrading this position was!
But Jia Sidao loved to fuck her like this!
Jia Sidao gave a satisfied “hmm,” grasped Huang Rong's hips, and thrust his penis in hard
…
"Ah—!" Huang Rong cried out, her head thrown back, feeling a thick, scalding "iron rod" thrust into her
uterus from her vagina! A tingling, aching sensation, a feeling of ecstasy washed over her…
Jia Sidao slowly withdrew his penis, his hands parting Huang Rong's plump buttocks, her tightly closed vulva
slowly opening to reveal a pink, alluring opening…
Jia Sidao, his penis erect, touched the opening with the glans, then pulled back, before thrusting forward rapidly. With
a "plop," his large penis was fully inside her…
"Ah—!" Huang Rong let out a pitiful scream, but her lewd, submissive posture remained unchanged, not daring to move
an inch…
Jia Sidao rotated his penis, deeply inserted into Huang Rong's body, a few times, then released it. Her plump buttocks and vulva
springed back into place, tightly gripping his thick, black, hard penis…
Jia Sidao grasped Huang Rong's soft, slender waist and began to thrust forcefully…
"Mmm—mmm—uh—ah—!" Huang Rong was being penetrated and was talking nonsense...
*slap slap slap slap*... Jia Sidao's penetration accelerated, making a *slap slap* sound as his lower abdomen hit her buttocks!
"Oh—oh—!" Huang Rong's cries turned into simple moans!
*slap slap slap slap slap*... Jia Sidao's penetration became faster and faster,
the sounds of flesh slapping together were frequent and crisp! "Ah...ah...!" Huang Rong's moans were tinged with trembling notes!
*slap slap slap slap slap slap*... the sounds of flesh slapping together were frequent and muffled!
"Oh...oh...oh...oh...!" Huang Rong's cries had become very strange,
and her hands could no longer support her body; her forearms were braced against the wall!
*slap slap slap slap slap slap*... the sounds of flesh slapping together were muffled, powerful, and frequent, and Huang Rong's firm, muscular body trembled violently
with Jia Sidao's fierce penetration!
Huang Rong's mouth uttered mechanical, incoherent cries, her chest and cheeks pressed against the wall, her teeth clenched and buttocks raised, enduring
Jia Sidao 's fierce thrusting!
*Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump...* Jia Sidao's thrusts grew more vigorous, as if he had inexhaustible energy!
Huang Rong's legs trembled, unable to bear the relentless thrusting, her entire body pressed against the wall!
In front of her was the cold, hard wall, behind her was the hot, hard penis; she was being relentlessly thrust into by Jia Sidao
! Jia Sidao arched his back, thrusting powerfully into Huang Rong again and again, each
thrust ending with him rising on his tiptoes, his arched back transforming into a thrusting waist,
each stroke penetrating to the deepest point... Huang Rong was pressed against the wall, with no room to cushion the impact, each thrust felt real, each thrust
made her hair flutter, each thrust made her face up, her toes raised, her body taut...
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the humiliating scene finally ended! Jia Sidao, exhausted from his thrusting,
panted heavily brows slick with sweat, and stopped.
Huang Rong's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. Her fine hairs, damp and clinging to her forehead, cheeks, and neck
… her small mouth continued to moan intermittently, her full breasts and smooth abdomen rising and falling rhythmically…
Jia Sidao looked at Huang Rong, now limp from his thrusting, his face filled with pleasure and satisfaction.
"Knock—knock—knock—" came the sound of Jia Ying knocking on the door!
Huang Rong jumped up in alarm, hiding naked in Jia Sidao's arms.
Jia Sidao held Huang Rong tightly, thrusting his penis in again with practiced ease.
"Ah—" Huang Rong cried out, caught off guard, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Jia Sidao.
Jia Sidao held Huang Rong's soft waist tightly, continuing his thrusts while gently saying, "Madam Guo, don't be afraid,
no one's coming! It's Jia Ying urging me to leave!" Upon hearing this, Huang Rong shook her head in anguish. She quickly closed her legs,
clamping her vagina tightly around the
engorged penis, and cried out, "Prime Minister! Don't leave me! I don't want to be left here alone!" Tears welled up in her eyes.
Jia Sidao, seeing this exquisite woman's tearful appearance, felt his
penis swell even more rapidly! He once again embraced Huang Rong's full, mature body
and thrust into her with renewed passion...
"Ah—ah…" Huang Rong moaned softly, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face...
Just then, "Knock—knock—knock—," came the sound of Jia Ying knocking on the door again!
Jia Sidao stopped thrusting and said affectionately to Huang Rong, "Madam Guo! It's getting late, I should..."
Before he could finish, Huang Rong kissed him, and at the same time, she hugged Jia Sidao's waist tightly, thrusting her
large white buttocks forward, and forcefully and accurately took his thick, black penis into her...
Jia Sidao was stunned by Huang Rong's actions, "Madam Guo...you...!" Huang Rong didn't speak,
deeply inserting her large penis into her body, no longer thrusting, tears streaming down her face, twisting her jade-like neck, and frantically kissing
Jia Sidao's mouth...
Jia Sidao excitedly stretched out his hands, his ten fingers tightly gripping Huang Rong's plump, upturned buttocks, and thrust his penis in with all his might...
"
Ah—!" Huang Rong let out a soul-stirring, lustful cry, her full, snow-white upper body arching backward...
The penis pierced through her flower core, penetrating to the deepest part of her womb!
Their lower bodies were seamlessly intertwined... Huang Rong arched her upper body back, twisting her waist and swaying her hips,
letting the glans inserted deep into her uterus rub against every inch of the uterine wall...
The prison echoed with the muffled groans of the man and woman!
As Huang Rong twisted and rotated, she began to shamelessly thrust again...
Jia Sidao thrust his lower body upwards with all his might, so that each thrust and rotation of Huang Rong could swallow his entire penis!
He squinted and opened his mouth, blissfully enjoying the tender and warm uterine walls of Huang Rong
's uterus... Huang Rong slowly raised one of her jade-like legs from her side and placed it on Jia Sidao's shoulder... She used a stretching and pressing motion to thrust into
Jia Sidao's thick, black penis again and again...
Jia Sidao was overjoyed, and with both hands he grabbed Huang Rong's slender waist and fiercely pounded into her split vulva...
"Ah—ah—ah—", Huang Rong, while being penetrated by the large, thick penis, raised her other jade-like
leg and placed it on Jia Sidao's other shoulder. Her toes hooked around the back of Jia Sidao's neck, and her jade-like legs
were side by side on Jia Sidao's chest and abdomen. Her alluring body was bent downwards, while her full breasts were pushed upwards high...
Jia Sidao gripped Huang Rong's slender waist, while penetrating the mature flesh hanging on his penis, admiring Huang Rong
's flowing hair, bouncy breasts, thick pubic hair, fair jade-like legs, and beautiful moans...
In short, he could take in all the beautiful things about Huang Rong at this moment!
Only a woman with high martial arts skills like Huang Rong could do such a sexual position!
This completely aroused Jia Sidao's lust. He gritted his teeth and said while fucking her, "Madam Guo! You..."
"You slut! I'm going to fuck you to death! Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death, you big slut!" Like a warrior charging into battle, Jia Sidao
roared and entered a frenzied state of thrusting!
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack...
"Oh—ah—uh—ah—!" Huang Rong cried and screamed wildly, feeling like she was about to
be fucked to death!
The man's roars, the woman's screams, and the smack of penis hitting vaginal flesh intertwined chaotically,
filling the entire prison!
Huang Rong was repeatedly brought to orgasm, losing control of her bladder and pubic hair, which clung to her vulva, leaving her crotch a muddy mess…
…
“Ah—!” Jia Sidao cried out, straightening his body and pressing Huang Rong’s genitals firmly against
his penis, thick semen gushing out…
“Madam Guo, I swear, I will definitely take you home tomorrow!” Jia Sidao, fully satisfied,
finally uttered the words Huang Rong had longed for!
“Hmm!” Huang Rong nodded, knowing full well that this was no small matter; the emperor was the one who had angered her, and a single
misstep could lead to the destruction of her family! Since Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou killed Yue Fei, military power was truly in
the hands of subsequent emperors, who would never allow another "Yue Fei" to appear. Huang Rong's rebellion and seizure of power were met with overwhelming support, easily
defeating 180,000 Mongol cavalry—how could the emperor not be terrified! Fortunately, she had Prime Minister Jia behind her, but
this time, would he defy the emperor's will and risk losing his position and his head to save her? She wasn't sure; only
her body, the body that Jia Sidao was so infatuated with! If he tasted her sweetness, perhaps he would have endless life!
Huang Rong knelt at Jia Sidao's feet, picked up the undergarment from the ground to wipe his filthy penis, then helped him
put on trousers. Finally, she also cleaned her own genitals and put on her prison clothes.
"My darling! You're tired too. Get a good night's sleep tonight, and when you wake up at dawn, you'll be home!"
"Hmm!" Huang Rong said, buttoning her clothes as she saw Jia Sidao out of the cell. "Prime Minister, don't keep me waiting
. Come early tomorrow!"
"Hmm!" Jia Sidao nodded in response, straightened his clothes and hat, and turned to leave—crossing the corridor and
climbing the stone steps, the cell door slammed open with a "clatter," and Jia Sidao stepped out, only to have it slam shut again with a "bang
," the sound echoing eerily in the dark prison.
The next day, after the morning court session, Jia Sidao dragged Zhao Bi and Han Jun, the newly appointed top scholar and Emperor Lizong's most favored advisor,
along to plead for Huang Rong's release.
Emperor Lizong was displeased, loudly reprimanding the three before ordering them to leave.
But the three remained prostrate on the ground. Pleading desperately,
Jia Sidao detailed how Huang Rong was a skilled military commander and how she terrified the Mongols, arguing that killing her would only please his enemies and hurt his own
. He remained silent about Huang Rong's prestige in Xiangyang and her standing in the martial arts world, fearing it would arouse Emperor Lizong
's jealousy. Han Jun, a trusted minister of Emperor Lizong, naturally understood the emperor's concerns. He said, "Your Majesty is wise. During Emperor
Zhenzong's reign, there were female
generals of the Yang family who led armies to fight the enemy. They were loyal and courageous, without any ambition to usurp the throne. Most women in the world are the same; Your Majesty should not worry too much!"
Zhao Bi said, "Huang Rong's merits and demerits cancel each other out; the death penalty is too severe. The reason she rebelled was because Lü Wende
listened to slander and wanted to cut off Huang Rong's head in exchange for the Mongols' withdrawal. This was utterly foolish!"
Emperor Lizong chuckled coldly and said to Zhao Bi, "Eighth Imperial Uncle, Lü Wende has held Xiangyang for ten years without falling. He is
a meritorious minister of our Great Song Dynasty. How can you say such a thing? Why don't you try it yourself?"
Sweat beaded on Zhao Bi's forehead. Xiangyang was a place that all the officials avoided like the plague; anyone who wanted to die went there! That was why
Lü Wende had held out for ten years. As for the ten years without falling, eight and a half years were actually thanks to Huang Rong and Guo Jing,
but Emperor Lizong was unaware of this! He had always mistakenly believed that Lü Wende was incredibly remarkable, and the officials were happy to have someone
on the edge of a knife, praising Lü Wende endlessly!
Zhao Bi realized he had carelessly let slip a secret and quickly said, "Your Majesty, please understand! This humble subject had absolutely no
intention of slandering Commander Lü. This humble subject was confused; please punish me, Your Majesty!"
Emperor Lizong touched his forehead and sighed, "It seems that if I don't pardon that woman, you won't let this go ! Hmph! My old uncle, the Grand Chancellor, and the new Vice Minister—my right-hand men and future leaders! How could I refuse
such a great favor ?" The three men prostrated themselves and kowtowed, shouting in unison, "We deserve death!" "Alright, alright! Minister Jia, what do you suggest?" Jia Sidao was overjoyed and said, "Your Majesty is wise. Although Huang Rong has rendered meritorious service in repelling the enemy, her usurpation of power is undeniable . Her merits and demerits offset each other; she may be spared the death penalty but not escape punishment. Your Majesty may punish her by having her repair the rotten military books and battle formations of the Privy Council for use in wartime, and she shall be at the court's command at any time. Lü Wende has rendered meritorious service in defending the city; I hope Your Majesty will reward him handsomely. Wang Hui has rendered meritorious service in defeating the enemy; I hope Your Majesty will grant him an official title." Emperor Lizong remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "Do as you wish, my dear minister. Dismissed!" With that, he waved his sleeves and rose to leave. The three prostrated themselves and cried out in unison, "Long live the Emperor!" 2— At noon in the bridal chamber, Huang Rong was finally released. She walked out of the prison and out of the Dali Temple. Facing the clear sky and warm sunshine, Huang Rong tilted her head back, took a deep breath, and then exhaled softly… At the entrance of the Dali Temple, an official sedan chair had been waiting for a long time. Huang Rong lowered her head and slipped inside. Four sedan chair bearers immediately shouldered the sedan chair and began carrying it to the Jia mansion. Inside, Huang Rong sat cross-legged on Jia Sidao's lap, like a docile kitten nestled in its master's arms. Jia Sidao gently embraced Huang Rong, one hand combing her thick, beautiful hair. Huang Rong's head rested on Jia Sidao's shoulder, a poignant smile playing on her lips. The sedan chair was carried directly into the Jia mansion, and Huang Rong and Jia Sidao stepped out. Chunmei and Qiuxiang greeted them joyfully, chattering and showering Huang Rong with affection. Standing expressionlessly at the entrance of the hall was Madam Wang, the Jia family matriarch. Huang Rong stepped forward and bowed, saying, " Greetings, sister!" Seeing this woman who had returned, Madam Wang's heart was filled with long-standing jealousy, a bitter and painful feeling, but she still politely greeted Huang Rong with, "My sister, you've suffered!" The two then fell silent. Jia Sidao quickly waved his hand, and Chunmei and Qiuxiang helped Huang Rong straight to the "Rainy Rong Pavilion." The room was almost unchanged, except the "Hehuan Bed" had become more sturdy—thick, beautifully carved pillars had been added to its four legs, and several crossbeams of varying lengths had been added to the previously empty canopy. Huang Rong was...

A clever woman like her, she immediately recognized that these things, besides sturdying the bed, could also be
useful during intercourse!
She gently stroked the tables and chairs, her heart filled with emotion. This place, which had once filled her with shame, now seemed
so dear and lovely, especially during her absence—it had caused her countless longings and
yearnings…
In the side hall of the Jia mansion, a round table was laden with sumptuous food and wine. Jia Sidao, Madam Jia, and Huang Rong ate and drank silently, served by
several servants.
Jia Sidao broke the silence with a cheerful laugh, offering Huang Rong wine while spouting empty congratulations!
Afterwards, Madam Jia generously served Huang Rong some food, to which Huang Rong repeatedly expressed her gratitude… A rare
atmosphere , a rare warmth! Madam Jia's generosity was already a great honor for Huang Rong!
After dinner, Chunmei and Qiuxiang prepared "Papaya and Rose Soup" for Huang Rong, with a few pieces of mugwort added to ward
off evil spirits. Huang Rong stripped off her clothes and comfortably soaked in the tub. Chunmei and Qiuxiang busied
themselves —Chunmei washed Huang Rong's hair and massaged her upper body; Qiuxiang cleaned Huang Rong's lower body and massaged her legs and feet!
Huang Rong's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, comfortably enjoying the two women's service. Amidst the two women's praises, Huang Rong was now
fragrant and fair-skinned after the bath!
Qiuxiang brought over a set of bright red bridal attire, saying, "Master said that absence makes the heart grow fonder, and tonight he will
consummate his marriage with Madam Guo!"
"Ah!" Huang Rong exclaimed in surprise, then chuckled and said, "Give it to me!"
Huang Rong walked naked into the bedroom and curiously began to dress in front of the bronze mirror. This was the third time she had worn bridal attire;
the first time was naturally with Guo Jing, and the second time was with Jia Sidao, when she wore it during
the wedding ceremony
! This was the third time, and clearly the most absurd one!
This year's bridal attire was, as always, utterly obscene—a large red headscarf replaced the veil, the long, oversized
scarf barely covering her long, glossy black hair, which cascaded smoothly
down . The scarf accentuated the allure of her mature, beautiful face. In contrast to the scarf's length
, the red bodice was narrow and small, barely supporting the base of her large, white breasts. Her entire firm,
white bodice was completely exposed, her nipples and areolas exaggeratedly protruding forward. Even
more outrageous were the trousers—strictly speaking, they couldn't be called trousers at all, but rather resembled a net woven from red ribbons
! The mesh was large, lewdly exposing her large buttocks and vulva, offering no cover whatsoever; it was as if she were wearing
nothing at all! The embroidered shoes did resemble shoes, except the heels were a bit high. Once worn, Huang Rong's voluptuous
body immediately became extremely prominent! The bright red silk outer garment was delicate and clinging to her body, semi-transparent,
stretching from her shoulders to three feet below her feet, as noble and sexy as a shawl!
Looking at Huang Rong dressed up, even a blind man would be amazed! What
a graceful, sexy, and alluring mature woman! Guo Jing could never have imagined that his usually dignified, intelligent, and virtuous wife could have such a seductive and lewd side! The sexually fulfilled Jia Sidao, having finished his bath in the west wing, entered wearing a bright red groom's robe. His attire was simple, consisting only of a bright red robe, without even an undergarment, suggesting premeditated planning . This made it extremely convenient and quick to ravage Huang Rong's alluring body! Huang Rong bloomed like a peony before Jia Sidao, and the lecherous man was once again stunned! This woman he had slept with hundreds, even thousands of times, how could she still be so alluring, so irresistible, so irresistible? "What a fucking slut!" Jia Sidao swallowed hard, cursing Huang Rong fiercely, "You big slut , you horny bride, the Prime Minister is here to fuck you!" Faced with the onslaught of filth and the ravenous lust, Huang Rong shyly turned her back. Jia Sidao embraced her tightly from behind, his hands slipping under her armpits, grasping her two full breasts roughly squeezing them together—instantly, the white flesh formed a deep cleavage! Jia Sidao's hands trembled incessantly, the two large breasts, pressed together, bounced joyfully like two happy white rabbits! Huang Rong hummed softly, turning her face to kiss Jia Sidao's lips! Their lips met in a passionate kiss, emitting lewd "sizzling" sounds! Jia Sidao's hands continued their tireless caresses of Huang Rong's large breasts! Huang Rong, while writhed her plump, round buttocks against Jia Sidao's iron-like penis! Countless red candles flickered, illuminating the red carpet, red curtains , red bedding, and the two newlyweds embracing in red! The entire room was filled with joy and the vibrant atmosphere of spring! Finally, their lips parted reluctantly, and they walked together to the dressing table. Huang Rong, hands on the table, bent over, arching her back and thrusting her round, plump buttocks high into the air! Huang Rong had given birth to three children, making her buttocks much larger than the average girl's , and after being with Jia... Because of Jia Sidao's nurturing and development, her buttocks were plump, perky, and elastic! Jia Sidao was extremely fond of them, freely kneading and playing with them, and instructing Huang Rong to sway her large buttocks from side to side to their fullest extent ... Her sacred chrysanthemum twisted and changed under Jia Sidao's manipulation—he lightly scraped it with his fingers and spread it wide open to examine it closely! This was Huang Rong's virgin territory, which she had preserved for over thirty years, and Jia Sidao cherished it greatly, never daring to break it carelessly ! He wanted to deflower this sacred virgin territory on a grand day! After playing with Huang Rong's buttocks enough, Jia Sidao turned her around and hugged her tightly from the front, pressing the head of his penis against the entrance of her vagina, and said, "Madam Guo, my slutty bride, get ready, I'm going to start fucking you!" Jia Sidao particularly enjoyed the frontal embrace position during intercourse, allowing him to simultaneously penetrate Huang Rong and admire her submissive, wanton state. He could also freely fondle her back and see her large breasts bouncing wildly from the thrusting… Huang Rong's legs were long, and Jia Sidao's penis was also long, ensuring each thrust reached its full depth into her genitals. Huang Rong blushed, pinched Jia Sidao, and scolded, "You, you're nothing like a prime minister! Your words are so rude!" Jia Sidao replied sternly, "I am but a street ruffian, Madam Guo. Are ? " Huang Rong shyly whispered, "Yes!"

Jia Sidao said, "No, Madam Guo, you should have said, 'Please, my good husband, Prime Minister, insert your big cock into
my horny cunt!' Come on, thank you, my good husband!"
Huang Rong burst out laughing, saying, "Hahaha... how can you talk like that...
giggle ..."
Jia Sidao stared blankly at Huang Rong, his face showing displeasure. Seeing
this, Huang Rong immediately stopped laughing, but still couldn't help but chuckle several times.
Huang Rong composed herself and said, "Please... my good husband, Prime Minister, insert... insert... sigh... Prime Minister, is it alright not to say
it like that ?
" Jia Sidao said, "No, you have to say it like that! Quickly!"
Huang Rong composed herself again, opened her mouth several times, and finally whispered, "I'm ready to be fucked
, please, my good husband, Prime Minister, insert your big cock... into my... slutty... horny... cunt! Come on, thank you,
my good husband!"
After listening, Jia Sidao clicked his tongue and sighed, "Something's not right!"
Without he thrust his penis into Huang Rong's body.
"Ah—," Huang Rong cried out, her earlier amusement replaced by stoicness as the large penis entered
her . "Prime Minister…you're so big…so powerful…ah—ah—"
"How could I not be powerful, Madam Guo? This past month, I've been missing you terribly. Tonight I'm going to
fuck you to my heart's content!" After Jia Sidao finished speaking, he grabbed Huang Rong's soft, slender waist and began to thrust into her violently...
Huang Rong was so agitated by the thrusting that she cried out in pain...
Jia Sidao hung Huang Rong around his waist and walked around the room, thrusting into her as he went... After circling several times, the two of them ended up on
the bed ...
"Madam Guo, try out our new bed. This bed is Old Ge's new invention from the brothel. And this
outfit is something that the new prostitutes wear on their first night of deflowering. The customers rave about these two things. I'm going to give them
a good try tonight!"
Huang Rong blushed and said, "Prime Minister, you're just humiliating me!"
Under Jia Sidao's guidance, Huang Rong held onto the headboard with both hands, her large white buttocks sticking up behind her...
Jia Sidao stripped off Huang Rong's bright red silk coat, leaving her only with her small red breast bra and obscene "pants"...
Jia Sidao entered Huang Rong's body from behind, stroking her back and chest while
thrusting in ...
"Uh—um—", Huang Rong bit her lip, her delicate nose emitting a seductive moan...
Under Jia Sidao's thrusts, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, she felt an unbearable tingling and pleasure throughout her body...
The three crossbeams on the ceiling could actually move up and down! Jia Sidao lowered one of the crossbeams to a lower position, telling
Huang Rong to bend over and grab it, lifting one thigh backwards and hanging it on one of the crossbeams on the ceiling, while the other leg
supported her body independently! Jia Sidao stood between Huang Rong's legs, holding the thigh hanging on the crossbeam, and thrust his penis
into her plump vulva...
This position was like being raped upside down, making it easy for the brain to lack oxygen. Before long, Huang Rong was
dizzy and had a splitting headache...
Jia Sidao also loved Huang Rong, and after thrusting in and out quickly for dozens of times, he quickly helped the dizzy Huang Rong up and changed to
another position.
Adjusting the two crossbeams to waist level, Jia Sidao helped Huang Rong mount them… Huang Rong spread her legs,
straddling the two crossbeams in a straight line! Jia Sidao stood between the two crossbeams, his erect penis aimed directly at Huang Rong's prominent
genitals . With a slight thrust of his hips, his penis slid in completely…
The slapping sounds of flesh against flesh, and Huang Rong's moans, echoed for a long time…
That night, Jia Sidao, like a magician, manipulated the three crossbeams, raping
Huang Rong in various extremely lewd positions until late into the night… until both of them were exhausted before they finally stopped and fell into a deep sleep…
3—
At dawn, Huang Rong woke up. She felt some swelling in her lower body, so she quickly got up, sat in meditation, and circulated her qi.
Then she changed her clothes and went to the back garden to practice her sword. Due to excessive sexual activity the previous night,
Huang Rong was exhausted. After a single swordplay session, her face was covered in sweat, and she was panting heavily…
Back in the room, Jia Sidao wanted to have sex with her again. Huang Rong begged for mercy repeatedly, and finally, he only stopped after he had his mouth and breasts violated
…
After breakfast, Jia Sidao told Huang Rong to dress up so she could go to the Privy Council to handle official business and revise documents. This was the Emperor's
decree , and no one dared to neglect it!
Huang Rong wore an elegant white dress and went to the Privy Council with Jia Sidao.
There were already people working at the Privy Council. Jia Sidao led Huang Rong to greet everyone, intending to inform them that Huang Rong
had obeyed the decree and was revising documents at the Privy Council despite
her punishment! Although she was a person under punishment, Huang Rong received very high treatment at the Privy Council! Her renowned name and
unparalleled beauty made everyone hesitant to look her in the eye; they all spoke and acted with utmost politeness and deference towards her…
However, none of these people could have imagined that this beautiful, charming, noble, and righteous Lady Huang had been indulging in debauchery with Jia Sidao until late
last night! Even now, beneath her elegant white dress, her
white trousers were open, exposing her vulva and buttocks… Her exposed, plump vulva was slightly swollen and red from excessive penetration…
After some polite greetings, an official led Huang Rong out of the council hall, along several corridors, and into
the library. The library was spacious and tidy. Large bookshelves were piled high with various books and scrolls. The official said, “Several experts have come to repair and organize it
before , but all their efforts were in vain. This time, we hope Lady Huang can achieve something!”
He then bowed and took his leave.
Huang Rong paced around the study, casually picking up a few scrolls to examine them. She found them either
incomplete or with strange writing—unrecognizable, tattered antiques!
Huang Rong sighed, walked through the layers of bookshelves, and sat down at the desk. The desk was new,
long and large, looking quite out of place! If it weren't for the writing implements and tea set on it, Huang Rong would have thought it
was a bed! Thinking of a bed, Huang Rong suddenly blushed. Could it be that the Prime Minister intended to...?
This desk should have been placed by the door, but it had been moved to a corner of the room, concealed
by , truly resembling a perfect place for lovemaking... Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt a surge of heat in her lower body,
becoming moist...
At noon, Jia Sidao entered the library to check on Huang Rong. Walking around the layers of bookshelves, he saw Huang Rong huddled in
a corner fiddling with a pile of worm-eaten bamboo slips.
"Madam Guo, what are you doing?" Jia Sidao walked over to Huang Rong and crouched down.
"The Art of War by Wei Qing, what a pity, ruined like this!" Huang Rong said, "Wei Qing fought the Xiongnu his whole life..."
"The experience and insights gained are invaluable! The Xiongnu and the Mongol Tartars share similar customs
. If this book can be restored, we can be invincible in battle against the Tartars!"
"Oh, such a wondrous book exists here. Can it be restored?" Jia Sidao asked, fiddling with the tattered bamboo slips with interest
.
Huang Rong shook her head and sighed, "I'll do my best. Restoring it to fifty percent is still possible! Alas! What a pity
!"
Upon hearing this, Jia Sidao clapped his hands and stood up, saying, "Since that's the case, you should focus on this.
Don't worry about anything else. Success will be a great achievement!" He added, "The Emperor will surely be pleased if we defeat the Yuan army.
When he's in high spirits, I'll take the opportunity to plead for you and clear your name!"
"Hmm!" Huang Rong nodded and stood up.
Jia Sidao opened his arms to embrace her, but Huang Rong quickly stopped him, saying, "Prime Minister, your hands are dirty! Those bamboo slips are over a thousand
years old, wash your hands!" As she spoke, Huang Rong nudged Jia Sidao with her elbow to the washbasin stand. After
they washed, Jia Sidao again tried to embrace her, just then Jia Ying arrived with a food box.
"Haha!" Huang Rong laughed happily, wiping her wet hands on Jia Sidao's chest,
and playfully said, "Let's eat!
" Jia Ying awkwardly set out the dishes and hurriedly left!
The two ate and chatted, the atmosphere very harmonious!
After finishing their meal and tea, Jia Sidao again tried to be affectionate, but then several officials
called out , "Prime Minister! Prime Minister! We have important matters to discuss!
" Seeing Jia Sidao's dejected and disappointed face, Huang Rong covered her mouth and laughed so hard she bent over!
Jia Sidao was truly busy; he was nowhere to be seen all afternoon.
4—In the Secret Chamber,
Huang Rong returned to "Yu Rong Pavilion" and saw Chunmei and Qiuxiang tidying her wardrobe.
Qiuxiang came up and reported, "Master said it's getting chilly and told us to get Madam some warmer clothes."
Huang Rong approached the wardrobe for a closer look and indeed found it filled with high-quality autumn and winter clothes; the light spring and summer garments had all been
put away.
Chunmei brought out a set of light purple clothes, saying, "Master instructed that Madam wear this tonight!"
Huang Rong washed her face and hands, and the two women carried out the wooden basin.
Huang Rong took off her clothes, revealing her fair and full body! During the day, when she was on duty at the Privy Council, Jia Sidao hadn't
made her wear a bodice or underpants, but this set of clothes included a white bodice and underpants!
Huang Rong felt something was amiss!
She put on the narrow bodice and underpants, and her cleavage and pert buttocks were immediately visible! She then put on a white bra,
concealing her deep cleavage and revealing her high, taut breasts! Next, she wore white trousers, the crotch shallow and the legs narrow,
instantly showcasing her plump, shapely legs! She changed into small purple kung fu boots, tucking the trousers into the boot necks and securing them! Finally, she put on a purple outer garment, cinching
her waist with a bright red belt, instantly transforming into a sexy, voluptuous woman with ample breasts and a large bottom!
Huang Rong looked at herself in the bronze mirror, tying two purple ribbons in her hair and inserting a row of pearl flowers!
At dusk, Jia Sidao returned to "Yu Rong Pavilion."
He was very pleased and satisfied to see Huang Rong dressed like this.
He made Huang Rong spin around, twist her waist, and pose with her buttocks raised…
He admired her for a long time…
Finally, he held Huang Rong tightly, caressing and kissing her.
"Madam Guo! We have distinguished guests tonight, we must entertain them properly!" Jia Sidao said, kneading
Huang Rong's large buttocks.
Huang Rong suddenly understood why she was dressed so "properly" tonight
! She smiled and asked, "You have distinguished guests? Who are they?"
Jia Sidao kissed Huang Rong's alluring lips and said, "Zhao Bi and Han Jun!"
Han Jun was last year's top scholar in the imperial examination, handsome and talented; almost every woman in the Southern Song Dynasty knew him,
including Huang Rong.
But Zhao Bi, this sadist, was more unforgettable to her. She immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "This old bastard, is he looking for
death?"
Seeing Huang Rong's angry expression, Jia Sidao felt a surge of affection. He pinched Huang Rong's plump, round buttocks hard, and
Huang Rong cried out in pain, jumping out of Jia Sidao's arms!
Jia Sidao laughed loudly and said, "Now Zhao Bi is my brother. How could I forgive you for talking nonsense!"
Huang Rong was about to speak, but Jia Sidao gestured for her to stop. Jia Sidao continued, "Madam Guo, to be serious,
the fact that you and your husband were given a lenient sentence this time is largely thanks to them! You don't know, that day
when the Emperor was furious, the three of us could have lost our positions and our lives at any moment. That Zhao Bi fellow… haha… he's usually quite arrogant
, isn't he? He trembled even kneeling there!"
Huang Rong turned her head to listen, remaining silent.
Jia Sidao continued, "These two are currently very powerful, and even I have to give them some leeway. Now that they're showing us
goodwill, it wouldn't be a bad thing if we tried to win them over. If we offend them, that would definitely be a bad thing
, and it might even cause some unpredictable trouble!"
Although Huang Rong was new to officialdom, with her intelligence, she basically understood the relationships and
dangers .
So she said, "Alright, I'll give them a smile!"
Jia Sidao sighed and said, "Madam Guo, a smile alone isn't enough. You need to do this and that..."
Huang Rong blushed deeply and angrily retorted, "No, Prime Minister, I can't do that! No!" "
Madam Guo, think it over carefully. I think it's
feasible !"
Huang Rong continued to shake her head. Jia Sidao offered only half-hearted words of encouragement...
Before long, Huang Rong finally lowered her proud head in humiliation!
After a moment's hesitation, she picked up the dog-beating stick and, led by Jia Sidao, entered the west wing. The west wing had originally
been Jia Sidao's bedroom; now it was his bathhouse.
Pushing aside the huge wooden tub, the entrance to a secret underground chamber was revealed!
Jia Sidao stepped down, but Huang Rong froze, looking embarrassed and refusing to go in!
This secret room was familiar to Huang Rong. During her first nighttime intrusion into the Prime Minister's residence, she fell into Jia Sidao's trap and was imprisoned here
for five days, deprived of food and water, and subjected to humiliation, coercion, and enticement! At that time, this was Jia Sidao's bedroom, and
a large bed stood above the entrance to the secret room.
In other words, Huang Rong was imprisoned under Jia Sidao's bed for several days before finally being subdued!
If Huang Rong had endured humiliation and submission before, she was now completely conquered by Jia Sidao's profound
wisdom , his power, his large penis, and his sexual prowess
!
She now deeply loved Jia Sidao and was willing to dedicate everything to him!
"Madam Guo, come down, quickly!" Jia Sidao said, his face showing displeasure, turning back to beckon Huang Rong.
Huang Rong looked embarrassed, hesitated, and said awkwardly, "This...this...alas...Prime Minister...I want to
go back and change my clothes!" Huang Rong was meticulous after all. Although her clothes were not revealing at all, they exuded sexiness
and sensuality—her breasts were high and firm, her full and muscular thighs looked very fleshy in the narrow trousers, and most
importantly her private parts were exposed by the shallow crotch, creating a thin slit! Although a knee-length purple coat covered her,
it was open in the front, so "that" was still vaguely exposed when she moved!
Dressed like this, Huang Rong could be quite at ease in front of Jia Sidao, but to meet outsiders like this, she
still felt it was too lewd and shameful!
"Why change? This is dignified enough! They're all very busy people, they don't have time to wait for you,
come on!" Jia Sidao turned and grabbed Huang Rong's hand, pulling her into the secret room without further ado!
The secret room was dimly lit by candlelight and brightly lit, filled with the aroma of wine and meat! The three banquet tables, one for the host and two for the guests, were arranged in
one corner, leaving a large open space in the center!
A large table was placed beside the open space, with writing implements on it!
Facing the two seats for the secondary guests, Zhao Bi and Han Jun sat, talking, each
with a beautiful woman beside them, both dressed exactly like Huang Rong!
Huang Rong was shocked by this scene, knowing that tonight would be difficult, and her palms involuntarily sweated!
Jia Sidao sensed Huang Rong's panic and squeezed her hand, meaning: Calm down, don't panic!
The four men rose to greet Jia Sidao and Huang Rong upon their arrival.
After a round of pleasantries, Jia Sidao began the introductions: "This is Huang Rong, the seventeenth leader of the Beggars' Sect, and
the wife of Guo Jing, the great hero!"
The four men smiled and said, "We've heard so much about you!" Huang Rong was so ashamed she wanted to disappear!
"This is Lord Han Jun, the top scholar in the imperial examination, currently serving as Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He might become the emperor's son-in-law next year.
The Third Princess is very fond of Lord Han!
" Han Jun quickly said, "Brother Jia, you flatter me! Brother Jia, you flatter me!"
Huang Rong greeted him, "This humble woman, Huang Rong, greets Lord Han!"
Han Jun quickly bowed deeply, saying, "Miss Huang, your beauty is unparalleled! I am too kind! I dare not accept such praise!"
Facing this "heartthrob," Huang Rong couldn't help but admire him: truly beautiful, so learned, and so
courteous !
Jia Sidao introduced the woman beside Han Jun to Huang Rong: "This is Princess Yang, a descendant of the Yang family generals. Her husband is Marshal Li Hui, commander of
the 300,000-strong army in Nanyang!
" "Ah!" Huang Rong gasped slightly. Even with her vast experience and exceptional intelligence, she hadn't expected
the audacity of this couple and was stunned on the spot!
"Miss Huang, what do you mean by this?" Looking at the stunned Huang Rong, the
princess said displeasedly.
"Oh, oh! Please forgive me, Princess! I was rude!" Huang Rong quickly apologized.
"Tch! Sister Huang, ignore her. She always thinks she's so great, but she's even more despicable than me!"
The woman leaning against Zhao Bi said as she walked over and took Huang Rong's hand, adding, "Sister Huang, although you're not from a prestigious family,
you have an extraordinary air about you, far more noble and elegant than some people!"
"What did you say, you bitch!" the princess roared, her words rude!
"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out as Han Jun slapped the princess across the face!
"Stop embarrassing me! Look at that Lady Huang, learn from her!" Han Jun
said fiercely, glaring at the princess!
The princess covered her face and lowered her head, no longer speaking!
Zhao Bi also grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her back to his side, scolding, "Stand properly! You better behave yourself!
Fighting the moment you see each other, what a joke!"
This scene stunned Huang Rong once again!
"Please excuse my rudeness, Miss Huang. These two are always bickering, please don't take offense!" Han Jun
bowed to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong didn't know what to say, and just smiled and responded with a couple of "ohs."
Jia Sidao also chuckled a few times and introduced the woman beside Zhao Bi to Huang Rong: "This is the Eighth Prince's Consort, and also
the number one courtesan in Lin'an, Liu Sisi!"
Huang Rong was increasingly confused and stammered, "Liu... Sisi from Dicui Fang? This?... What's going on?"
Because the famous courtesan Liu Sisi hadn't reformed and was still prostituting herself every day!
"That's right, I am that Liu Sisi, the number one courtesan in Lin'an. I like to entertain clients, and my man likes to watch me
entertain clients! That's all!"
Huang Rong found it utterly unbelievable. She had witnessed Zhao Bi's perversion before, but she never expected him to be
this outrageously perverted, actually liking to watch his wife prostituting herself! No wonder the princess called the Eighth Prince's wife a "whore"!
Surprised, Huang Rong felt a pang of sadness. Which of these three women wasn't a whore? Which of them
wasn't prostituting themselves? The princess was doing it openly; what were she and the princess compared to her
? Just two shameful prostitutes!
Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for the princess.
"Your Excellency, I, Huang Rong, pay my respects!" Huang Rong greeted the princess.
The princess waved her hand dismissively, saying, "No need for formalities! Sister Huang, you don't need to be so polite!"
When it came to introducing Zhao Bi, Zhao Bi waved his hand impatiently, saying, "I don't need an introduction. I
know Miss Huang very well!"
Han Jun, hearing this, perked up and asked strangely, "Oh, the Eighth Prince and Miss Huang have a connection?"
Zhao Bi replied, "We have a grudge. She burned down my house!"
"Haha!" Han Jun laughed loudly, casually closing his paper fan, and said, "Interesting, very interesting!
Haha !
" Seeing the anger in Huang Rong's eyes towards Zhao Bisheng, Jia Sidao quickly pulled her hand and led her to sit down at the head table.
Jia Sidao raised his cup and stood up, saying, "Tonight we've been frank and open with each other, and tomorrow we'll be brothers in life and death,
inseparable! Cheers!"
"Good!" Two voices echoed, and the six men stood up and drank it all in one gulp!
Huang Rong took the wine pot and filled the six empty cups, raising her cup and saying, "Huang Rong's life is short; if it weren't for the two gentlemen's intervention..."
"Save me? I would have perished long ago! Huang Rong thanks you both for saving her life and toasts you both!"
Han Jun rose, raised his cup, and said, "For Lady Huang, I would gladly give my life!" He then drank it all in one gulp!
Zhao Bi also quickly rose and said, "Me too!" He also drank it all in one gulp!
Huang Rong smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you!" She raised her jade hand and drank the contents of her cup!
The princess quickly rose and filled three wine cups!
Everyone chatted and laughed as they drank, and the three women took turns rising to pour wine for everyone...
After three rounds of drinks, Han Jun said, "The princess is exceptionally talented and quite famous in Lin'an. Tonight, let's invite her
to perform for everyone!"
Amidst cheers, the princess gracefully walked to the center of the room, gave a deep curtsy, and said, "I'll make a fool of myself!"
Turning around, she picked up the Xuan paper from the large table, hung it on the wall, then returned
to the table, taking a brush in each hand. She began to paint simultaneously, her left hand depicting bamboo, her right hand inscribing a poem, reciting:
"By the pond, like jade.
Dew-kissed stillness, green with mist. Its
vigorous growth remains unchanged, its steadfast heart bound by its own will.
Many are planted along the Wei River, the royal family cannot tire of seeing them.
The immortal staff is startling, transforming into a dragon; its beautiful fruit will ripen with the phoenix.
I only fear the sound of parting will be blown, turning back to see the swift dance of the chariot.
" In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, a painting of bamboo was completed by her slender, skillful hands.
Huang Rong, a connoisseur, was amazed by the princess's skill, especially considering she could paint with both hands simultaneously—a
truly extraordinary feat.
Jia Sidao also sighed in admiration, praising her highly!
Han Jun was beaming with excitement! When the princess returned to his side, he embraced her tightly, kissing her passionately!
Since ancient times, talented men have loved beautiful women, and Han Jun, this "heartthrob," has become so infatuated with the princess that he seems oblivious to everyone else!
The princess caught Han Jun's eye amidst the red leaves of Wanshan; her beauty and talent are truly rare! Her only
flaw is her character, but how many noble ladies from wealthy families possess such good character?
Huang Rong lowered her head, gazing at the wine cup before her! Unbeknownst to her, Jia Sidao's hand was already resting
on her full, firm thigh!
In truth, Jia Sidao's affection for her far surpassed Han Jun's affection for the princess; Jia Sidao had never struck her,
let alone done so in public.
Zhao Bi and his wife were whispering amongst themselves. They didn't understand calligraphy and painting very well, especially
the princess consort, who had shown disdain throughout the princess's inscription.
After six rounds of drinks, the princess rose gracefully and walked to the center of the room, a pipa now in her bosom. She gave a deep curtsy and said
, "To liven things up with the wine, I will also sing a song for the three gentlemen!"
Her voice trailed off, and the three men cheered in unison, Zhao Bi's being the loudest!
The princess sat on the large table, adjusting her posture and clothing. Her full breasts and beautiful legs, like a sculpted jade figure, graced
the table fingers deftly tapped the strings, and her lips parted slightly as she softly sang:
"The spring river's tide rises level with the sea, the bright moon rises with the tide.
Rippling waves follow countless waves, where on the spring river is there no moonlight?
The river flows windingly around fragrant fields, the moon shines on the flower forest like scattered snowflakes.
The frost flows unnoticed, the white sand on the riverbank is invisible.
River and sky are one color, without a speck of dust, the bright moon hangs alone in the sky.
Who first saw the moon by the riverbank? In what year did the river moon first shine on man?
Life goes on endlessly, generation after generation, the river moon looks the same year after year."
I wonder for whom the river moon waits, as the Yangtze River carries its flowing water.
A white cloud drifts leisurely away, and sorrow overwhelms the shores of Qingfengpu.
Whose small boat is that tonight? Where is the moonlit tower of longing?
Pity the moon that lingers above the tower, its light surely shining on the dressing table of the one who is far away.
The jade curtain cannot be rolled up, and
the moonlight returns even when brushed away from the washing stone. At this moment, we gaze at each other but cannot hear each other's voices; I wish I could follow the moonlight to shine upon you.
Wild geese fly far but cannot cross the light, fish and dragons leap and dive, creating patterns on the water. Last night, in a dream by the tranquil pool, I saw fallen flowers; alas, spring is half gone, and
I cannot return home. The river flows, spring is almost over, and the moon sets again in the west over the river pool. The slanting moon sinks deep into the sea mist, and the road to Jieshi and Xiaoxiang stretches endlessly. I wonder how many will return by moonlight, the setting moon casting longing shadows on the trees along the river. A song, "Spring River Flower Moon Night," sung by the princess, each word and melody, each note and melody, was deeply moving and beautiful, captivating all who listened! Huang Rong's heart was also drawn into the exquisite and clear realm of the song, yet a faint sadness . After the princess finished singing, she gracefully leaped from the table, her ample bosom heaving, and swayed as she returned to sit beside Zhao Bi. The crowd remained captivated. "How was it? How was it?" Zhao Bi laughed heartily, glancing left at Han Jun and right at Jia Sidao. Huang Rong sighed inwardly, "Truly a remarkable woman! This song really outshone the princess!" Han Jun gave a thumbs-up, saying, "Excellent! Fairy, celestial music, celestial realm! White clouds and vast sky, my heart is at peace! The princess has such talent, and the prince is so fortunate!" He then raised his wine cup, saying, "This humble servant toasts the prince and princess, please!" Zhao Bi laughed loudly and drank it all in one gulp! Jia Sidao also praised, "The Princess's singing and playing are wonderful! Like a fish leaping or a dragon soaring ! I feel as if I'm wandering in a hazy, ethereal moonlight... Alas! I'm so confused! I almost got lost and couldn't find my way back!" Please click "thank you" to show your appreciation; I am deeply grateful.

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