Wu Tang Chaos 1-2

In the twelfth month of the first year of the Linde era of the Tang Dynasty, a time of favorable weather, abundant harvests, prosperity, and peace throughout the land, with congratulations from all nations, the
magnificent city of Chang'an was already
filled to visitors. Large patrols of city guards stood watch at the entrances to each ward, strictly prohibiting entry and exit, and anyone found wandering outside was immediately
apprehended. Furthermore, soldiers of the Thousand Bull Guards, clad in gleaming armor, continuously fled from the Daming Palace, scattering in all directions.
Anyone in Chang'an with a modicum of sense could feel the dramatic changes that had taken place within the palace in recent days.
However, at that moment, a handsome young man with a face like jade, riding a fine horse, slowly
emerged from the palace. Upon reaching the gate, a group of servants waiting outside the Vermilion Bird Gate immediately bowed to the young man, then
escorted him away. Although they were merely a group of servants dressed in hemp clothing, they swaggered around arrogantly, displaying the
smug faces of a bunch of sycophantic, smug lackeys.
Once on the wide Vermilion Bird Street, the servants leading the horse immediately surrounded the young man, their faces
full of obsequiousness, asking: "Young master, shall we return to the manor or go to the Miaoyin Pavilion for some fun?"
The young man on horseback impatiently waved his hand: "Return to the manor immediately, and do not cause trouble." Upon hearing this,
the servants were immediately filled with disappointment, inwardly cursing. This young master had suddenly changed his ways
a month ago. Before, he practically lived in the brothel, drinking and reveling day and night, indulging in debauchery. Even
they, his wicked servants, enjoyed boundless pleasures. Countless noble ladies and young women from the court who had suffered
misfortune clutches, and after he was done with them, he would bestow them upon them for his own enjoyment. Watching those well-educated, gentle, and beautiful
ladies forced to fawn over them, these lowly servants, under the young master's lewd power
was the greatest pleasure these unruly slaves enjoyed. However, now, they hadn't had such pleasure for a month, and they were all
scratching their heads, extremely anxious, but dared not act rashly, and could only obediently follow orders. Just half a month ago,
a servant, unable to bear the loneliness, relied on his past service and disregarded the young master's strict orders, going to
the princess's residence to commit adultery. When the young master found out, he chopped him up and fed him to the dogs. With such a bloody example before their eyes,
who among the servants dared to act recklessly? They knew that the previous servant had grown up with the young master since childhood, and even with such a relationship , he was still
chopped up and fed to the dogs; what chance did they have?
The young man on horseback seemed to understand the servants' thoughts and sighed helplessly. What kind of
mess was this? Although he had read many time-travel novels, he never imagined he would actually time-travel,
and possess the body of sixteen-year-old Helan Minzhi. Who was Helan Minzhi? Calling him the most prodigious talent of the Tang Dynasty
wouldn't be an exaggeration. He was the nephew of Wu Zetian, the first female emperor in Chinese history; his mother, Lady Wu Shunniang of Nanbang, was Emperor Li Zhi's
lover ; and his younger sister, Helan Minyue, was also a woman the emperor wanted to bring into the palace. Moreover, he was handsome,
talented , and dashing, enjoying the favor of Emperor Li Zhi and Empress Wu Zetian in his youth.
However, this very man went further and further down the path of self-destruction, ultimately meeting a tragic end,
hanging himself after being exiled. He was extremely lecherous and arrogant, not only abandoning the various ladies who had no choice but to submit to him
, but also openly committing adultery with his maternal grandmother, Lady Yang of Rongguo, indulging in debauchery. This infuriated Empress Wu
Zetian yet she still couldn't bear to punish Helan Minzhi, allowing him to change his surname to Wu and making him
the legitimate heir to the Wu family, inheriting Wu Shihuo's title of Duke of Yingguo, demonstrating how much she loved this nephew.
However, Helan Minzhi later raped Yang Wanrong, the Crown Prince's fiancée, who
was about to
. This forced Crown Prince Li Hong to swallow his anger and marry Pei Judao's daughter instead. Helan Minzhi, relying on Wu Zetian's favor, continued to act arrogantly in Chang'an without consequence. But Helan Minzhi, in a particularly egregious act, dared to molest Wu Zetian's most beloved
daughter Princess Taiping. He raped Princess Taiping and a group of palace maids who visited his residence. Although historical records don't
specify whether the young Princess Taiping was harmed, it's highly likely she was. This enraged
Wu Zetian , but she couldn't bring herself to kill him, instead exiling Helan Minzhi to Leizhou.
The proud and arrogant Helan Minzhi, unwilling to endure such treatment, ultimately hanged himself.
Thinking of this, Helan Minzhi, who had transmigrated here, couldn't help but curse the idiot in his heart
. He was extremely disdainful of the behavior of the previous owner of this body. This idiot, Wu Zetian spoiled him so much and treated him so well, wasn't
it just because she had some strange thoughts about this handsome young man? But this guy played around and even
dared to rape the Crown Princess who was about to be married, and dared to molest Princess Taiping, but he just wouldn't try to get close to Wu Zetian, which is why he ended up with
a terrible death.
He Lanminzhi carefully recalled the various historical events that were about to unfold, and couldn't help but sigh. In his
previous life was just an ordinary person, not a professional at all. Inventing and creating to strengthen the country and establish a career was out of the question,
and he had no interest in it. He should just honestly get through the current difficulties, cling to Wu Zetian's coattails, and become a prince.
A life of luxury and extravagance awaited him, and countless noble ladies in Chang'an were waiting for
him to conquer. Of course, all of this was on the premise that he had to cling to Wu Zetian's coattails, climb onto her bed
, and conquer her before he could enjoy any of it. However, this was not an insurmountable problem. Based on his observations over the past month since
his transmigration, and according to the historical records of later generations, Wu Zetian clearly had some
inexplicable feelings for him, which were not simply the affection of an aunt for her nephew. The bright, sparkling eyes Wu Zetian
gave , and the way she held his hand tightly while speaking, all confirmed
his suspicions.
Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, the timing of his transmigration was perfect; this body hadn't had time
to commit too many mistakes. On the contrary, by informing Wu Zetian
in advance about Shangguan Yi and others' plot to depose him, he had rendered a great service. This made
Wu Zetian, who was filled with resentment after learning of his affair with his maternal grandmother Yang, forgive him, restore his freedom to enter the palace, and even grant him the privilege of riding a horse and carrying a sword—his favor
was even greater than before. Although he felt somewhat guilty towards Shangguan Yi and his family, he knew from his future self that even
without him, Shangguan Yi couldn't defeat Wu Zetian. He had merely given Wu Zetian time to prepare, allowing her to gain even greater benefits in
this court purge than in history.
Returning to the mansion of Lady Nanbang, a gift from Emperor Li Zhi, Helan Minzhi was inexplicably furious.
Having fully absorbed his predecessor's memories, he cursed inwardly the lecherous Li Zhi, who had not only forcibly taken his wife's...
Hua Zhengmao's mother, Wu Shunniang, was his mistress, whom he indulged in wantonly. His younger sister, Helan Minyue
, also offered herself to him during the summer when the emperor accompanied him to Huaqing Palace for a summer retreat. Keep in mind that Helan Minyue was only fourteen years old that year;
in later times, she would only be a middle school girl. He only regretted not having transmigrated to this world before, and not being able to stop it.
Furthermore, Helan Minzhi knew that his still-attractive maternal grandmother, Lady
Yang beautiful aunt, Wu Meiniang, four of his family's most famous beauties across three generations had all been exploited by Li Zhi.
This man was truly a beast; it's no wonder that after his death, the Tang Dynasty was seized by Wu Zetian, and the Li family was subjected
to various bloody purges by her. Now I understand why the historical Helan Minzhi was so perverse, raping
the crown princess whom Li Zhi's son was to marry and molesting Li Zhi's daughter, Princess Taiping; he probably harbored resentment
and wanted revenge against Li Zhi. But things are different now. He's no longer
the Helan Minzhi . From now on, he only needs to cling to Wu Zetian's coattails and find other ways to retaliate against Li Zhi
. He absolutely cannot do anything foolish and courting death again.
The mansion that Li Zhi bestowed upon Lady Nanbang was indeed magnificent, exuding
the Helan Minzhi had been there for a month and still hadn't been able to fully explore it. Now, in his bad mood, he had no interest
in wandering around and strode directly into the brightly lit main hall.
Inside, two richly dressed women were kneeling on a couch. One was dressed as a mature woman, charming and beautiful,
while the other was youthful, lively, and charming. They were Helan Minzhi's mother, Lady Nanbang, Wu Shunniang, and his younger sister, Helan
Minyue.
Upon seeing Helan Minzhi enter, both mother and daughter rose to greet him. Helan Minyue stepped aside and curtsied, saying, "Brother
is back ." Helan
Minzhi looked at her charming and adorable younger sister and hummed in agreement. She walked to their side, her face flushed with fragrance,
and then took each of them by the arm. Even through their clothes, her skin felt incredibly soft and boneless.
After the three of them knelt on the couch, Helan Minzhi cleared her throat and said, "Mother, sister, when I went to pay my respects to Aunt today
, I told her my idea. Aunt was very happy and praised me for being thoughtful and understanding."
Wu Shunniang frowned slightly, her face filled with worry, and said, "Minzhi, won't we anger
the Emperor and cause him to blame us?"
"Mother, don't worry. Aunt just thwarted the rebellion of Shangguan Yi and others. Right now, she is very
powerful in both the palace and the court. Even that beast Li Zhi has to temporarily avoid her. Besides, he feels guilty and
won't openly do anything to us." "
Alas, your aunt endured humiliation and hardship, maneuvering and scheming to help the Emperor overthrow the Changsun Wuji faction,
allowing him to truly seize the throne. In these past years, to please him, not only my mother and I, but even Minyue suffered
. Now, he fears our Wu family's power and, showing no regard for past affection, wants to depose the Empress. It's truly..."
As she spoke, Wu Shunniang's tears flowed uncontrollably.
Seeing her mother's sorrow, she could only gently stroke her and comfort her, saying, "Mother, don't be sad
for that beast. He doesn't deserve it. Just remember what I said before.
After the investigation into Shangguan Yi's treason is completed, immediately go to the palace again to ask your aunt to arrange your remarriage and choose a husband for your sister.
Get married as soon as possible. Don't let your aunt think that you two are going to the palace to compete with her for power, otherwise, the three of us will
be in danger ." 【
This…】Although her son had warned her many times over the past month, Wu Shunniang still
hesitated, her beautiful eyes flickering, seemingly still holding a sliver of hope.
Helan Minzhi immediately understood that his adoptive mother was extremely weak and submissive, completely incapable of
resisting. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so easily tricked by her aunt Wu Meiniang into offering herself to Li Zhi. Now, after being Li Zhi
's mistress for several years, she had even regarded this beast as her support for the rest of her life. Her mind
was not yet clear, and she couldn't see that she was already in grave danger. He couldn't help but feel angry.
The hands tightly hugged her and shook her violently, shouting: 【Mother, stop being so stubborn! Think of Empress Wang and
Consort Xiao!】 " My aunt has become increasingly domineering over the years, while you, Mother, have received all sorts of favors from Li Zhi. How can you not incur my aunt's jealousy?
My sister at Huaqing Palace, was also reckless and completely angered my aunt. If you don't pull back from the brink, you and your sister
will both die without a burial place!"
The phrase "die without a burial place" was practically shouted out by Helan Minzhi in a fit of
rage
. All the humiliation he had felt since inheriting this body a month
ago, and the fear of knowing the tragic fate that awaited him, his mother, and his sister, were released. After shouting, he felt a surge of relief, and much of the pent-up frustration of the past month dissipated.
The innocent and carefree Helan Minyue beside him was immediately terrified and burst into tears, covering her pretty face and sobbing uncontrollably. Wu Shunniang
was also startled by her son's sudden outburst. Being discussed such matters by her son was already incredibly
embarrassing was completely terrified, stammering and unsure what to say. It took her a while to recover
, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain. At that moment, Helan Minzhi was still in the same
position as when he had been shaking her with both arms around her. Although he had stopped shaking her, his strong hands were still gripping her delicate shoulders tightly.
She hadn't felt the pain before because she was distracted, but now that she had come to her senses, her soft shoulders immediately ached.
Hearing Wu Shunniang's soft cry of pain, Helan Minzhi realized he had hurt his mother and immediately released
her. But Wu Shunniang, still shaken, was weak and limp, leaning softly against him.
The fragrant, voluptuous body nestled against him. Having not tasted meat for a month, Helan Minzhi immediately felt
aroused. His penis hardened instantly. In this era, there were no underwear, and it pressed directly against Wu Shunniang's soft
waist through her brocade robe.
Wu Shunniang, a woman of many experience, understood that her son's actions had aroused her. She felt
utterly ashamed. Even through her clothes, she could clearly feel how magnificent and powerful her son's manhood was.
Her heart raced with panic. She struggled to sit up, but her body was too weak. Instead,
she became writhing and begging for pleasure in the man's arms.
Helan Minzhi, holding Wu Shunniang, was bewildered. He couldn't understand
why his usually dignified and graceful mother would lean against him so readily, even
writhing . He thought to himself, "Tang Dynasty women are truly open-minded, completely disregarding moral boundaries. First, they are unable to bear the loneliness..."
The still-charming Yang Shi had an affair with the previous owner of this body, and his aunt, the Empress, was so beautiful and powerful
that she wanted to devour him. Now, his own mother, who had transmigrated from another world, was also trying to seduce him. As a modern person
, he couldn't even imagine it; it was too crazy.
The current Helan Minzhi was not the same soul as before. Having watched countless Japanese adult films
in his previous life, he was incredibly excited and eager to experience incest, always wanting to try it out, but he lacked the courage in
modern society. Now that he had come to the Tang Dynasty, where feudal ethics were the weakest, he had to
try it no matter what. Feeling his own mother in this body leaning against him, writhing seductively, and convinced that she
was seducing him, Helan Minzhi couldn't hold back. His hand, which had been on his mother Wu Shunniang's shoulder, quietly
moved down her back, finally covering her alluring, plump buttocks,
and kneaded them vigorously through the heavy winter palace dress. Wu Shunniang is only thirty-four years old. Since becoming Li Zhi's mistress, she has lived
a life of luxury and has even obtained a secret recipe from the palace, maintaining her excellent health. Not only is her elasticity almost like that of a twenty-year-old girl,
but she also possesses the plumpness and softness that only a mature woman has. Helan Minzhi became more and more excited as he squeezed her, especially since
the owner of the fleshy buttocks in his hands was his own mother, and his younger sister was crying beside him. He was even more
excited and unwilling to let go.
Wu Shunniang's mature and sensitive body could not withstand such kneading and teasing. After a few strokes, her whole body went limp, and her private parts were
unbearably itchy. She could only feel a little bit of water seeping out from there. Although she knew that such behavior between mother and son was against
the proper order, she could only continue to lean against Helan Minzhi's chest, gently biting her cherry lips, and dared not move at all. She knew
that her son, orphaned at a young age and exceptionally intelligent and handsome, was deeply loved and
pampered by her and her sister. However, as he grew older, he learned that his beloved mother,
grandmother and aunt were all serving the same husband, and that the princes and nobles of Chang'an were secretly mocking him and refusing
to associate with him. This caused her precious son to become extremely eccentric, a completely different person,
committing another. She, her mother, and her sister knew the reason and, feeling guilty, doted on him
even more. Her sister, Meiniang, would frequently send palace maids for him to humiliate and play with, venting his resentment, which only
made him more and more unruly. Fortunately, he didn't know that his mother and grandmother had already been sexually
exploited by his two uncles for over a decade, being trained to possess unparalleled seductive skills; otherwise, she would have truly died. After returning from his summer
retreat at Huaqing Palace, upon learning that his younger sister had also fallen victim to the Emperor's cruelty, Lady Yang, fearing he would cause a huge uproar,
personally intervened to calm him down. This resulted in him indulging in debauchery at the Rongguo Lady's residence, with no one daring to intervene.
It wasn't until his sister, Meiniang, heard rumors of this that she initially intended to severely punish him to reform him. However,
Lady Yang couldn't bear to do so and went to the palace to plead for him. Ultimately, Meiniang, considering their mother-daughter bond and feeling sorry for the boy, had no choice but to let the matter
drop. Seeing his dignified and graceful mother, Wu Shunniang
, and the fact
that she dared not resist his advances despite his advances, Helan Minzhi felt a surge of triumph. Such gentle and submissive classical beauties were so easy to obtain; as long as the man was assertive, they were completely helpless. Helan Minzhi had always been eccentric, making him impossible for Wu Shunniang to control.
He had been constantly berating her, making her live in constant fear that her sister,
Wu Meiniang, would suddenly issue an imperial edict ordering her death. She had no choice but to entrust her life to her
son, who had just rendered a great service to the Empress. Coupled with the ancient custom of women obeying their sons after their husbands' deaths, Wu Shunniang
was now like a docile lamb in front of her own son.
He Lan Minzhi, the transmigrator, felt his lust growing stronger. He kneaded his mother Wu Shunniang's buttocks
while comforting his sobbing sister beside him: "Minyue, don't cry anymore. Your brother has already persuaded Auntie not to
hold your previous spoiled behavior against you. As long as you behave yourself in the manor, Auntie won't do anything to you." Upon hearing this, Helan Minyue immediately stopped sobbing and asked in a terrified voice, "Really? Aunt really forgave Minyue
? " She had been terrified these past few days. Her brother had taken her around Chang'an to see the soldiers constantly arresting people, witnessing scenes of bloodshed and families being torn apart. Having only ever seen her aunt Wu Meiniang's kind side since childhood, she was filled with fear. Helan Minzhi was helpless; these two siblings were both quite reckless. Her beautiful but foolish younger sister thought that after being favored by that beast Li Zhi, she could rise to the top. She actually dared to ask for the Empress's phoenix coronet Li Zhi had just acquired such a delicate beauty, so naturally he granted Helan Minyue's every request . This completely angered her aunt Wu Meiniang. She had already put on the Empress's phoenix coronet and wedding robes before even entering the palace. Wouldn't she be riding on her head after entering the palace? She probably had already decided that as soon as Helan Minyue entered the palace, she would be poisoned to death . Historically, Helan Minyue and Wu Shunniang were killed by Wu Zetian in the second year of the Linde era. Knowing what would happen in the future, Helan Minzhi, after understanding the reasons, directly devised a drastic measure: arranging for Helan Minyue to marry and for her mother to remarry. This way, the mother and daughter would no longer be able to enter the palace and threaten Wu Zetian's position, thus escaping their tragic fate of being poisoned the following year. Moreover, this move was perfectly legitimate; women remarrying was commonplace in the Tang Dynasty, with countless princesses having remarried. Helan Minyue was also fifteen next year, reaching marriageable age. This move was reasonable and justifiable. Even if Emperor Gaozong, a lecherous man, was dissatisfied, he couldn't openly stop it. As for using underhanded methods, as long as they clung to Wu Zetian's coattails, they could easily handle it. Wu Zetian would certainly be happy to let the mother and daughter marry, preventing them from entering the palace and gaining any status that could threaten her. Thinking of this, Helan Minzhi couldn't help but feel smug about his own cleverness. He was the savior of this mother and daughter, so what was wrong with them repaying him with their bodies? His hands, which had been caressing his mother Wu Shunniang, became increasingly unrestrained, moving from her plump buttocks to her cleft, where he was subtly teasing her private parts with his middle finger. Looking down, he saw that Wu Shunniang's face was now flushed pink, even her elegant white neck was blushing, yet she remained weak and submissive, obediently allowing her son to play with her. Such a beautiful woman, so readily available, would likely tempt to pin her down and ravage her. Feeling his lust waning, Helan Minzhi quickly offered a few hasty words of comfort to his sister, telling her to go to her room to clean her tear-streaked face. Helan Minyue secretly glanced at the woman leaning softly against her brother.

The mother, somewhat flustered, ran out in a panic.
Seeing her daughter in such a shameful state, Wu Shunniang felt her face burn. Although she and
her daughter served Li Zhi together, he was, after all, the emperor. At that time, they were filled with tension and fear, only thinking about
how to please the emperor; they had no time for shame.
Seeing her sister flee in such a hurry, Helan Minzhi frowned slightly, feeling that he had
gone too far by molesting his mother in front of his sister. After all, she was a modern person, and having just arrived in the Tang Dynasty, she couldn't immediately become as
lawless as the Helan Minzhi of the past; she wasn't quite used to this life where she could do whatever she wanted.
Little did Wu Shunniang know that she had just secretly glanced at her precious son. Seeing his handsome face with
slightly furrowed brows, she assumed he was angry and her heart filled with anxiety. Her mind raced with wild thoughts: since her son had taken a liking
to her already filthy body, rather than letting those shameless women in Chang'an seduce her dashing
son every day, she might as well just give herself to him. Thinking this, Wu Shunniang quickly and obsequiously threw
herself into her son's arms, her breasts pressed directly against Helan Minzhi's body.
Feeling the astonishing size and softness of his mother Wu Shunniang's breasts, Helan Minzhi could no longer restrain himself.
He felt his manhood about to explode, eager to release, but he couldn't bear to go straight to the point.
After all, the woman in his arms was the infamous Wu Shunniang, the lover of Emperor Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty, and also his
biological mother after his transmigration. It would be a waste not to enjoy her properly.
After quickly recalling the AVs he had watched in his future life, Helan Minzhi couldn't
help but chuckle lewdly. Wu Shunniang, filled with shame, struggled to escape several times, but ultimately couldn't muster the courage and sighed softly.
Hearing his mother Wu Shunniang's sigh, Helan Minzhi leaned close to her ear and teasingly said, "Mother, you're tired. Let me take you
back to your room."
Wu Shunniang didn't dare look at her son's teasing expression, nodding slightly and softly replying, "Mmm..." She
looked exactly like a submissive wife meeting her husband. Hearing this, Helan Minzhi completely let go of
the last bit . He thought, "You seduced me first! You even let me touch your private parts,
and after that, you threw yourself into my arms, pressing your breasts against me. Now I'm taking you back to your room, and you don't refuse. Isn't this
clearly , don't blame me."
Wu Shunniang nestled in Helan Minzhi's arms, letting him carry her out of the main hall. Several
maids waiting at the door were about to help the Nanbang lady, but Helan Minzhi dismissed them all. The observant
maids immediately noticed the Nanbang lady's unusual behavior and quickly bowed and retreated; they dared not witness such a scene.
Helan Minzhi smiled wickedly. It was exhilarating to see his own
son However, he couldn't go too far. After all, he would still need his mother, Wu Shunniang,
to manage the household in the future, and he wouldn't have time to manage the maids, servants, or property. He needed to maintain her dignity so
he could indulge in this little humiliation whenever he wanted. It would be pointless to turn a renowned beauty
like Wu Shunniang into a promiscuous woman whose servants dared to seduce her.
As they passed through the brightly lit corridor behind the main hall, Helan Minzhi had already placed his hand on his mother Wu Shunniang's high, firm
breasts. Wu Shunniang, already restless and aroused by the violation of her sensitive areas,
could no longer bear it. Soft moans escaped her lips as she twisted her body, pleading, "Minzhi…stop…wait until
we're inside …"
Helan Minzhi was unwilling to let go, continuing to greedily caress Wu Shunniang's voluptuous body, causing her to blush and pant
heavily, her body writhing like a mermaid.
With such an alluring woman writhing in his arms, Helan Minzhi was also tempted, breathing heavily, his heart pounding
, his body trembling with excitement.
Wu Shunniang noticed that her usually eccentric son was so captivated by her body, and a hidden sense of pride welled up within her. Her
movements became even more alluring, her shy yet alluring eyes unable to resist meeting her beloved
son's bright, star-like gaze. Their eyes met. In that single glance, Wu Shunniang felt conquered
, completely mesmerized. Those eyes held her beloved son's deep love, affection,
and naked desire… Helan Minzhi, watching his mother Wu Shunniang staring at him, grinned from ear to ear. This
Helan Minzhi truly lived up to the praise in historical records; in Chang'an, a city known for its bold and unrestrained women,
he dared not leave the house without a large retinue of servants. For the past month, whenever he deliberately gazed at her with deep affection,
even the powerful Empress Wu Meiniang couldn't resist, let alone his mother Wu Shunniang, who was completely devoted to him.
Lost in the deep gaze of her son, Wu Shunniang suddenly felt herself lightened as Helan Minzhi
swept her up in his arms. She gasped in surprise, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck. This intimate
gesture stirred a wave of tenderness and affection within Wu Shunniang; her heart pounded like a deer's. She pressed her head
against her son's chest, the masculine warmth of his body making her even more intoxicated… Helan Minzhi carried
his mother, Wu Shunniang, into her courtyard. Once inside, he casually hooked the door shut behind him and gently placed her on the bed,
his movements tender and meticulous, as if handling a priceless treasure. Wu Shunniang's heart melted at her son's
tender care . Even after being set down, her arms remained tightly wrapped around Helan Minzhi's neck, unwilling
to let go.
"Mother, let me bolt the door," Helan Minzhi whispered in
her ear, kissing his mother's beautiful cheek.
Wu Shunniang realized then that her behavior was far too unrespectful for a mother, fearing her son
would look down on her and no longer cherish her. She quickly released her grip with a soft moan.
Although he had already dismissed Wu Shunniang's two personal maids, and the remaining servants dared not move
freely inner quarters, bolting the door was still a safer precaution. After bolting the door, Helan Minzhi returned
to his mother, Wu Shunniang, who lay obediently on the bed, and prepared to reach out and pull open her skirt.
Wu Shunniang's gentle and timid nature had always made her extremely obsequious to men, especially after being
the emperor's mistress for several years, which had long since cultivated her habit of proactively serving others. She sat up, suppressing her embarrassment and trembling
, and said in a trembling voice, "Minzhi... let me... help you change your clothes..."
Hearing this, Helan Minzhi gently lifted Wu Shunniang's round, delicate chin, examining her under the lamplight.
The stunningly beautiful mother, whose beauty could topple kingdoms, possessed only delicate eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pert nose, and red lips. Her figure was perfectly proportioned,
alluringly beautiful, with a face as white and delicate as snow. A golden flower adorned her brow, and her long, black hair was styled in a high bun, adorned
with a trembling golden hairpin. She wore a dark red, open-front
palace dress, her full, proud breasts peeking out from beneath the fabric. As she sat sideways on the bed, the dress clung tightly to her plump hips, outlining an alluring curve.
Wu Shunniang couldn't bear to look directly at her, turning her face slightly away. Despite her son's unabashed admiration of her body,
she felt no sense of being disrespected. Instead, she felt like a young girl experiencing first love, her heart filled with sweetness and tenderness, enveloping
her entire body. She even dared not breathe, afraid to interrupt this tender and intimate scene.
Helan Minzhi admired her for a while, then opened his arms and said with a mischievous smile, "Then please help me change, Mother~"
"Mmm..." Wu Shunniang responded softly, gently removing the mink cloak from Helan Minzhi's body.
She then fumbled for the belt of his outer robe, tenderly stroking her son's burning chest through his inner garment, pressing
her face against it and saying affectionately, "Minzhi... Mother is willing to give you this body... but from now on you must
cherish , okay?" She then loosened the sash of her palace dress.
"Yes, from now on, I will go through fire and water for Mother without hesitation!" Even without inheriting his previous memories, Helan Minzhi
could feel his mother Wu Shunniang's affection for him.
"Good child, with these words from you, Mother is... mmm..." Helan Minzhi had already kissed her
red lips , unable to utter another word.
Helan Minzhi passionately kissed his mother Wu Shunniang's soft, sweet lips, his tongue eagerly plunging inside,
instantly savoring the fragrance. His hands followed suit, reaching up to Wu Shunniang's wide-open robes. The thick palace dress was gone,
leaving only a thin veil underneath. He casually pulled aside this last layer of veil, and her large, soft breasts were already in his grasp
.
Large, soft, and elastic, Helan Minzhi couldn't help but admire them inwardly. These were the features
only possessed. He had never dreamed that one day he would be able to hold such exquisite breasts in his hands,
but here in the Tang Dynasty, they came effortlessly. Heaven had truly been kind to him; he should go and offer incense
to thank the heavens properly another day.
Wu Shunniang moaned softly as she was being pinched. Never having experienced such a passionate kiss, she was completely captivated, her heart pounding with desire.
She responded with all her might, her nimble tongue actively teasing Helan Minzhi's senses.
After a frenzied kiss, their passion ignited like dry tinder, needing no words.
As the large hands that had been playing with her breasts slid down, Wu Shunniang cooperatively lifted her plump buttocks, allowing
her son to easily pull down her underpants.
Helan Minzhi's hand touched his mother's pubic area, only to find it already wet. Honey-like
fluid was constantly overflowing from her soft mons pubis. A surge of joy filled him; it seemed his dignified and elegant stepmother
was already burning with desire. His fingers slowly probed deeper into her opening, but Wu Shunniang let out a soft moan
, her body going limp. He quickly reached out and embraced her.
"Minzhi...don't...torture your mother anymore..." Mother Wu Shunniang whimpered, her body limp
.
"Hehe, I understand." Helan Minzhi chuckled wickedly, ceasing his teasing of his mother. He
laid her limp body on the couch, hastily pulled open her inner robe, ripped off her loincloth, his engorged penis looming menacingly, and
pounced on Wu Shunniang's voluptuous body, panting heavily.
Wu Shunniang felt her son's tall, masculine figure pressing down on her jade-like body, her large breasts flattened
into a fleshy mound. Enduring the emptiness in her private parts, she asked in a shameful yet seductive voice, "Minzhi...do you need
your mother to...to
perform oral sex on you..." Upon hearing this, Helan Minzhi stopped his assault. He hadn't expected his beautiful mother to offer oral sex on their first time having
sex ; he had thought he would have to conquer her gradually. He was unaware that Wu Shunniang was inherently
extremely docile. After her father's death, she was defiled by her two half-brothers when she was just a teenager, and they sexually abused her for years. She
finally managed to marry a suitable husband and escape their clutches, but soon became a young widow. When the widow and her children
returned to her brothers' home in Chang'an, they naturally fell into their hands again, and later even her two young nephews
joined them. To ensure her son and daughter could live a life of wealth, Wu Shunniang had no choice but to feign affection and offer herself
to please them. It wasn't until a few years ago, when Wu Meiniang became Empress and exiled her two half-brothers, that
she finally escaped her torment. Thanks to her younger sister Wu Meiniang, she became Emperor Li Zhi's secret lover,
transforming Lady of Nanbang. She should have been able to finally hold her head high, but because her body had been trained to be wanton
and her nature weak and submissive, she continued to maintain relationships with her two nephews, which fostered her extreme habit of being obedient
and submissive .
Wu Shunniang sensed her son's cessation of movement and knew what to do. With a seductive twist,
she switched positions with her son, Helan Minzhi, then swam like a mermaid between his legs, giving him a seductive glance
. Seeing his eager gaze, she smiled softly, lowered her head, and kissed his head
before opening her lips to swallow it.
[Hiss…] Helan Minzhi couldn't help but gasp. To enjoy the beautiful lover of Emperor Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty,
with his own mother in this body performing oral sex on him, the feeling of pride was incredibly exhilarating.
Seeing the satisfied and appreciative look on her son's face as she played the xiao with him, Wu Shunniang felt a surge of relief.
In recent years, because she had become the emperor's mistress, her son harbored resentment, and the relationship between mother and son had gradually become distant,
causing her, a mother who had always adored her son, daily immense pain. Fortunately, her beloved son had suddenly
changed his ways a month ago, not only becoming close to his mother but also going to great lengths to resolve her future
crisis. Overjoyed and deeply moved, she now wished she
could give him her whole heart, let alone play the xiao with him.
Wu Shunniang had Helan Minzhi's penis in her mouth, swallowing and spitting with all her might, her nimble tongue
rolling , her clean hands gently stroking his scrotum, occasionally licking and sucking it, her seductive eyes
constantly beckoning to her beloved son.
Helan Minzhi was incredibly aroused, never expecting that the usually noble and dignified Lady Nan, the wife of the Southern Emperor,
could be so alluring and seductive in bed. However, this isn't hard to understand. After all, she was meant to please the emperor's mistress
, someone who was used to a life of luxury, never having to worry about anything, only needing to please the emperor in bed.
Having already achieved wealth and status, how could he not be concerned about such matters
? His mother, Wu Shunniang, used to serve that lecherous Li Zhi in the same way. Although he was a
transmigrator , he had inherited the memories of Helan Minzhi. After transmigrating,
Wu Shunniang had been incredibly caring and attentive, making him consider her his closest relative. A sense of resentment welled up within him, and
some dark emotions began to grow. He didn't know that Wu Shunniang's seductive manner was actually trained by her two beastly
brothers ; otherwise, he would be even more furious.
Helan Minzhi, watching Wu Shunniang's throat bulge as she nearly swallowed his penis, teased, "Mother,
I never imagined your oral skills were so good!"
Wu Shunniang looked at her beloved son's suddenly cold face with fear, trying to swallow her saliva, wanting her
son penis to receive more enjoyment in her mouth. Although her stomach was churning and making her very uncomfortable, she
stubbornly refused to spit it out. She adored her precious son, terrified that they might accidentally revert to their previous,
stranger-like mother-son relationship. She could no longer bear the excruciating pain of losing her beloved.
Seeing the fearful expression on her mother Wu Shunniang's beautiful face, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, and her
desperate appease him despite her pain, Helan Minzhi felt immense self-reproach
. How could he harbor resentment towards his mother, who loved him so dearly? It was utterly inhuman, a disgrace to himself, a civilized person of the 21st century. He quickly
stroked his mother Wu Shunniang's hair, which was piled up behind her head, and comforted her, saying, "Your son was wrong. I shouldn't have
treated . Mother, please spit it out; you won't be able to bear it."
But Wu Shunniang shook her head violently, still holding his penis in her mouth, wanting to say a few words of appeasement, but daring not to let go. She
whimpered softly, on the verge of tears.
Helan Minzhi realized that his overreaction had caused his mother, Wu Shunniang, to have a mental breakdown.
He needed to comfort her properly to prevent any psychological trauma. He didn't want his beautiful
mother , the dignified lady of South Korea, to become a frightened little rabbit in front of him in the future; that would be too boring
. He wanted her to maintain her usual noble and dignified demeanor, shy yet alluring—that would be more interesting to play with. But how could
he stop her from being afraid?
After thinking for a moment, Helan Minzhi had an idea. He commanded in a stern tone, "Mother, lift your buttocks
. Minzhi wants to fuck your cunt."
Upon hearing this, Wu Shunniang quickly calmed down, gave Helan Minzhi a charming smile, and released her lips in relief.
She had thought her son's earlier words of comfort were just sarcasm in his anger. Now, hearing her beloved son's
command to fuck her, she felt relieved, knowing that her son wouldn't leave her. Forgetting all shame, she turned and knelt on
the bed , lifting the hem of her open palace dress to her waist, sticking out her plump buttocks, and turning her head back to look at her son
with a seductive expression, whispering, "Minzhi...please have mercy on your mother."
Helan Minzhi swallowed hard. His thirty-four-year-old mother, Wu Shunniang, was truly a beauty beyond compare. Her dark
red palace dress half-concealed her, revealing her snow-white, round buttocks high in the air. Her waist was slender and supple, and her two full, large
breasts hung on her chest, her pink nipples swollen and engorged with blood from arousal. Her private parts were a fertile patch of grass
, glistening with dewdrops. Upon closer inspection, even her labia were quite pink. It seemed that his dead father
and Li Zhi hadn't really explored her much, though perhaps it was because she was frequently cleansed with the palace's secret formula.
Such a beautiful woman posed in such an alluring, submissive posture; it was estimated that no man in the world could resist her.
Helan Minzhi felt a rush of blood to his head, his erect penis thrusting forward, only to be gently grasped by his mother, Wu Shunniang's, small hand,
guiding it towards her vulva, which she used to serve the emperor. With a twist of her plump hips, she slipped her erect glans inside.
【Oh…】
【Mmm…】
Both mother and son sighed deeply. Helan Minzhi felt the intense pleasure of his mother Wu Shunniang's tight, juicy vagina
. Wu Shunniang felt a tingling sensation throughout her body from her son's thick penis pounding into her vulva. At this moment, their bodies and souls were united, and all
past unpleasantness seemed to vanish.
Wu Shunniang looked back at her beloved son with tenderness: 【Minzhi… Mother is so happy】
【Mother, your son is happy too.】 Helan Minzhi pushed aside the layers of flesh inside her vulva, slowly pushing his
penis in, his heart filled with emotion.
"Mmm... Minzhi... fuck your mother as much as you want... um... it's too deep... ah..." Wu Shunniang felt her son's thick,
hard penis hitting her G-spot, her heart trembled, she shook her head and panted repeatedly, clearly unable to withstand the assault.
Helan Min's lower body thrust slowly but powerfully, and after his mother Wu Shunniang had adapted a little,
he began to gradually speed up. Her hot, moist vagina seemed to have layers of flesh tightly wrapping
around and sucking his penis, the tight opening making him feel incredibly comfortable. The sense of accomplishment from conquering the famous beauty Wu Shunniang
constantly stimulated his nerves.
Wu Shunniang's almond eyes were half closed, her gaze hazy, one hand supporting her on the bed, the other being pulled back by her son,
her jade body half turned to the side, constantly moaning, her beautiful face flushed with the blush of a woman in love. Her plump
buttocks splashed with each thrust, her two full breasts hanging in front of her chest, swaying uncontrollably. Finally, after hundreds of thrusts,
Helan Minzhi could no longer restrain himself. His penis trembled rapidly a few times inside his mother Wu Shunniang's honeyed orifice
, and with a low growl, he ejaculated. Wu Shunniang also suddenly let out a high-pitched moan, her whole body trembling as she climaxed,
a large amount of vaginal fluid seeping from her fleshy walls, slowly flowing down her fair and fleshy thighs.
Helan Minzhi, still kneeling and trembling slightly, whispered in his mother Wu Shunniang's ear, his penis still inside her,
with a wicked smile: "Mother, I haven't touched a woman for a month, so I couldn't hold back just now. I wonder if Mother
is satisfied, hehe..."
Wu Shunniang lovingly stroked her beloved son's handsome face, her heart filled with sweetness, and said softly: "Minzhi...
this is the first time in my life I've felt so happy..."
"Hehe, I'm relieved to hear you say that, Mother. Let's lie down and rest for a while."
"Mmm..." Wu Shunniang responded softly.
Helan Minzhi embraced his mother, Wu Shunniang, and the two pulled the brocade quilt over themselves, lying face to face on the couch, feeling utterly
content . Wu Shunniang's soft body pressed tightly against her beloved son, a gentle smile on her face, wishing time
could stand still, that they could lie like this forever.
Not long after, Helan Minzhi felt his desire rise again, and his hands began to restlessly caress his mother Wu Shunniang
's body. Wu Shunniang obediently allowed Helan Minzhi to knead her, occasionally letting out a soft moan.
After playing with his mother Wu Shunniang's alluring body for a while, Helan Minzhi
stripped off her palace dress while she was still in bed and tossed it to the floor. Now, Wu Shunniang was only wearing
a thin gauze bra haphazardly rolled up around her waist. Stimulated by her smooth, voluptuous body, his penis became fully erect again. Wu Shunniang
was also overcome with desire, her arms constantly caressing her beloved son's chest.
Suddenly, the quilt was pulled up, as Helan Minzhi had rolled over and pressed himself against Wu Shunniang. Facing her son
naked face-to-face, even though they had just made love, Wu Shunniang was still filled with
shame , closing her eyes and unable to look at her son's handsome face.
Seeing his mother's shy expression, Helan Minzhi became even more excited, and whispered, "Mother,
your son is here!" His penis thrust forcefully into her incredibly wet and tight opening.
Wu Shunniang's body suddenly tensed, letting out a long moan. Then, she wrapped her slender arms around Helan Minzhi's head:
"[Minzhi... be gentle... um... Mother is so happy... mmm...]"
Helan Minzhi's lower body didn't stop. He lowered his head and kissed his mother Wu Shunniang's luscious red lips. Immediately, Wu Shunniang's nimble
tongue explored his mouth, entwining and swirling with his tongue, as if tasting nectar,
drawing in his saliva. Helan Minzhi's hands were not idle either. He vigorously kneaded her two snow-white breasts,
and after playing with them for a while, he pinched her pink nipples. He simply loved these treasures and didn't want to let go for even a second.
Under the stimulation of these three lines, Wu Shunniang seemed even more overwhelmed than before. After a while, she shook her head and couldn't take it anymore. She could only
passively lie there, moaning and groaning in pleasure... "[Phew...]" After ejaculating into his mother Wu Shunniang's beautiful hole again
, Helan Minzhi let out a long sigh of relief. This time, his stamina was remarkable; he brought the beautiful woman beneath him to climax twice,
soaking the blankets on the bed. Wu Shunniang truly adored her son; even when exhausted and
drenched in sweat, she still writhed her hips, eagerly responding to his thrusts. Looking at his mother's
languid and weary yet beautiful face, Helan Minzhi felt a surge of pride, secretly vowing to change
her fate and ensure she could live a good life from now on.
Wu Shunniang quietly embraced her beloved son, who was pressing down on her, and seemed to sense the
affection in his eyes, revealing a peaceful smile. Once Helan Minzhi dismounted, Wu
Shunniang could no longer resist her weariness and soon fell into a deep sleep. She hadn't slept for long when Helan Minzhi, who was pressing down on her,
woke her up . Feeling the hot, hard penis pressing against her private parts, Wu Shunniang gave
her beloved son a resentful look, as if blaming him for not knowing how to cherish her. However, she still used the little
strength to try to please him... That night, Wu Shunniang didn't know how many times she climaxed. At first, she always
wanted to make her son more comfortable and tried her best to please him, but later her energy became weaker and weaker, and she could only
let . Helan Minzhi seemed tireless,
disregarding whether his mother, Wu Shunniang, could still cooperate. As long as his penis was erect, he would continue his work until he was utterly
exhausted. Only then did he fall asleep in Wu Shunniang's arms. When he woke up, he found his mother, Wu Shunniang,
nestled obediently beside him, her beautiful eyes gazing at him with adoration, lost in thought.
Only after he had his hands caressed her ample breasts did Wu Shunniang come to her senses. A blush crept onto her rosy face, and she tried to stop
his mischievous hands, but she lacked strength, and Helan Minzhi could still freely rub them.
Mother and son quietly enjoyed this peaceful and tender moment, neither wanting to break the atmosphere. Until Helan Minzhi
's stomach rumbled, Wu Shunniang suddenly felt a pang of heartache for her precious son. Suppressing her reluctance, she tried to get out of
bed. As soon as she stood up, her smooth, delicate skin was exposed to the air. Although the boudoir had
a bronze cauldron burning with fine charcoal for warmth, she couldn't help but shiver. She quickly wrapped her arms around
her chest , making her large breasts appear even more exaggerated. The deep cleavage made Helan Minzhi want to
mount her again and have his way with this alluring mother, but he felt weak from hunger. He could only
slap her full, round buttocks hard. After the slap, Wu Shunniang glanced at her precious son with a mixture of shyness and resentment, and
gave a disgruntled, coquettish sound. Truly worthy of being the emperor's lover, she always knew how to please a man.
Helan Minzhi was aroused by this coquettish sound and this flirtatious glance, and his hunger
vanished . He grabbed his mother Wu Shunniang's arm, dragged her back into the quilt, and pounced on her fiercely. Wu Shunniang
giggled, twisting and struggling a few times before hooking her arms around her beloved son's neck and offering him a sweet kiss.
Her two smooth, rounded legs crossed and wrapped around her son's back, her waist swaying as her flower-like opening
moved towards his monstrous, erect penis.
[Mmm...] Feeling her son's thick, powerful penis penetrate her body, Wu Shunniang
let out a soft moan. Then, under Helan Minzhi's long, powerful thrusts, she looked at him with seductive eyes, panting
and moaning... Helan Minzhi thrust his penis back and forth wildly into his mother Wu Shunniang's already somewhat swollen vagina,
unable to resist reaching out to grab her large breasts that were throbbing violently with each thrust. After grabbing them for a while, he pinched the tender
nipples, finally taking them into his mouth. He immediately felt Wu Shunniang's moans grow even louder.
After thrusting for a while, Helan Minzhi still felt no urge to ejaculate. He watched as his mother, Wu Shunniang, furrowed brows and bit her lip tightly, clearly in pain from the swelling and redness of her vagina. She was only persisting and yielding
because her son was in the throes of passion. Seeing his mother's pained state, Helan Minzhi stopped. But Wu Shunniang clung tightly to him, ignoring the pain from the friction, twisting her serpentine waist and thrusting her vagina upwards, repeatedly manipulating his thick penis. She forced a slightly seductive smile and said in a deliberately coquettish voice, "Mmm… Minzhi, Mother is alright… Don't hold back… Ouch… Mother is really alright… Mother… feels so good …" But tears were already welling in her eyes from the pain. Helan Minzhi was deeply moved. He stroked his mother Wu Shunniang's face, which was contorted with pain, and said playfully, "Mother, I'm hungry and thirsty. Please get me something to eat." Wu Shunniang lowered her head sadly and said dejectedly, "I'm useless. My body is weak; I can't even help Minzhi release his pent-up desires..." Taking advantage of the situation , Helan Minzhi quickly pulled his penis out of his mother Wu Shunniang's vagina, revealing only the originally pink vulva...

Her lips were already red and swollen, and the slightest touch made Wu Shunniang gasp in pain, her body shrinking back. It was truly a mystery
how she had endured it. Helan Minzhi tenderly embraced Wu Shunniang, comforting her, saying, "Mother, your body gave
me so much pleasure last night, how could it be useless? I'm just thirsty and hungry and have no strength
. Don't think too much, or I'll be unhappy."
These words indeed improved Wu Shunniang's mood considerably. Helan Minzhi offered a few more words of comfort, finally putting Wu Shunniang
at ease. Then, she extended her snow-white jade feet from under the brocade quilt, slipped on her embroidered shoes, and, naked, got out of bed.
She picked up the palace dress she had thrown on the floor the night before and put it on. She couldn't put the dress on properly by herself, so she had to
hold it down with her hands to prevent it from falling down. She opened the door, went out, and exchanged a few words with her personal maidservant waiting in the courtyard. Returning to her room
, she gave Helan Minzhi a charming smile at the doorway, slowly pulling aside her hastily draped palace dress. She tossed
the dress to the ground with her fingertips, her eyes alluring and her demeanor seductive. She walked back with a graceful gait, her delicate
skin shivering
from the cold, but this did not diminish her graceful movements. Reaching the bedside, Helan Minzhi gently pulled her, and Wu Shunniang naturally fell onto the bed. After slipping into the covers, her curvaceous body clung to Helan Minzhi, wriggling. Once he embraced her, she lay still, but her soft, boneless hands secretly caressed his still-erect penis, gently kneading it. A moment later, there was a knock at the door. Wu Shunniang called out, "Come in!" Two beautiful, well-proportioned maidservants entered, each carrying a wooden tray. Upon entering, they found Lady Nanbang nestled close to the young master Helan Minzhi, her bare shoulders and half-exposed breasts clearly unclothed. The two maids clicked their tongues in disbelief not only their maternal grandmother, Lady Rongguo Yang, but now even their own mother, Lady Nanbang , was having an affair with their young master. Helan Minzhi beckoned, and the two maids silently moved to the bedside, kneeling on the wooden floor and holding the wooden tray containing breakfast high above their heads. At that moment, Helan Minzhi couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "Feudalism is wonderful! It's so luxurious and enjoyable! I'd be willing to live in feudal society forever!" He reached for a bowl of rice porridge and gulped it down. He didn't know what was in it , but it was sweet, soft, and delicious. He drank two bowls in a row, wiped his mouth , and offered another bowl to his mother, Wu Shunniang. However, Wu Shunniang shook her head, indicating he should put it aside. She probably didn't want to sit like this in front of her two personal maids, as she was still naked. Helan Minzhi put down the bowl and coldly said to the two beautiful maids, "If either of you dares to utter a word about you'll both suffer the same fate as the person who was chopped up and fed to the dogs half a month ago." The two maids, terrified, quickly replied, "We wouldn't dare, please spare our lives, young master." Helan Minzhi then waved his hand and said indifferently, "Good, you wouldn't dare. Go away and wait somewhere far away." The two maids, relieved, bowed and backed away. From the moment the two maids entered until they left, Wu Shunniang remained obediently close to Helan Minzhi, her previous allure completely vanished. Her beautiful face was calm and dignified, and apart from her soft, boneless hands secretly caressing his penis under the quilt, she made no other move. Helan Minzhi was now absolutely in love with his mother, Wu Shunniang, who was both docile and wanton in bed and a lady outside of it. With such a beautiful mother who understood gentleness, consideration, and was willing to set aside her status to play with him, his future life couldn't be more wonderful. He quickly pressed down on Wu Shunniang's fragrant shoulders and said with a lewd grin, "Since Mother doesn't like porridge, then go in and eat my penis. " The gentle and dignified expression on Wu Shunniang's face vanished instantly. She glanced at Helan Minzhi with a shy yet alluring look, then her jade-like body twisted slightly, and like a fish, she nimbly swam to Helan Minzhi's crotch, opened her cherry-like mouth, and deeply swallowed his penis. Helan Minzhi lay comfortably on the bed, enjoying his mother Wu Shunniang's skillful oral service. Her small tongue deftly and quickly licked his penis, sometimes pressing against the glans and sucking hard, sometimes swallowing it whole and deep throating with great effort. Watching Wu Shunniang's head rise and fall under the brocade quilt, feeling the soft, smooth, elastic breasts pressing against his legs, Helan Minzhi satisfiedly released his morning lust. Wu Shunniang emerged from under the quilt, her face flushed, her cheeks , and glistening saliva hung from her chin. Helan Minzhi pried open Wu Shunniang's red lips and saw his thick semen mixed with his mother's saliva swirling in her mouth. He chuckled: "Mother, your son has given you a treat, drink it quickly." Wu Shunniang smiled seductively at Helan Minzhi, slowly swallowing the mixture of semen and saliva in her mouth, then opened her mouth for him to check, indicating that she had drunk it all. Helan Minzhi stirred his fingers around in his mother Wu Shunniang's cherry-like mouth , then asked with a mischievous grin, "Mother, is it delicious?" Wu Shunniang nestled softly into her beloved son's arms, murmuring, "Delicious, of course it's delicious, Minzhi's darling is delicious , better than any nectar in the world." Although Helan Minzhi knew he would get this answer, he couldn't help but feel immensely proud, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment. He lingered with his mother Wu Shunniang's voluptuous body for a while, teasing her until she blushed and gasped softly. Then, Helan Minzhi prepared to get up. After all, there were still many things to do, and many women waiting for him to favor. Although his mother Wu Shunniang was extremely beautiful, there were countless beautiful women in Chang'an, especially his aunt Wu Meiniang, the incomparably alluring and stunningly beautiful woman in the Daming . He couldn't just sit and wait in the mansion; he would have to put in some effort and take the initiative to win her over. After having Wu Shunniang kneel naked on the couch to help him dress, Helan Minzhi, of course, indulged in his sensuality during the process. Her delicate, smooth skin and shapely figure were something Helan Minzhi felt he could never get enough of. After washing up, Helan Minzhi shared a passionate kiss with Wu Shunniang and strode out of the Fragrant Pavilion, where they had spent the entire night in debauchery. After summoning a group of unruly servants to follow him, Helan Minzhi swaggered out of the Southern Bang Lady's residence. The sense of accomplishment from conquering his beautiful mother, Wu Shunniang, swept away the caution he had displayed during his month-long transmigration, making him somewhat arrogant and overbearing. Riding the prized horse recently bestowed upon him by Empress Wu Zetian in front of the mansion, Helan Minzhi felt incredibly proud and powerful. Seeing his young master in such a good mood, the servant leading the horse quickly put on a fawning smile and asked, "Young master, where shall we go today?" Helan Minzhi thought for a moment. Going to the palace to curry favor with his aunt Wu Zetian was too early; there were so many concubines and female officials in the palace...

Every morning, I had to go to pay my respects to the Empress and also summon some court officials.
I couldn't say ; I could only have a chance to be alone with her after noon.
After a moment's thought, Helan Minzhi had an idea and said, "[The New Year is almost here, it's time to give you
bunch of dogs some fun. Let's go to Princess Qianjin's residence first.]"
The group of unruly servants, upon hearing this, beamed with joy and
immediately
praised their young master's righteousness, walking as if they had no bones. Princess Qianjin's residence! That was the Emperor's aunt, a golden branch and jade leaf of the Tang Dynasty princess! The dancers kept there were all graceful and beautiful. He had played there with the young master many times before, and the
feeling was unforgettable. Some, with close connections and good fortune, had even enjoyed the Princess Qianjin's
service —truly enviable! What a blessing! To be able to kiss the princess's fragrance! Although that person has now
been chopped up and fed to the dogs, he still died without regret. Moreover, judging from the young master's words, it was clear he wanted
them all to enjoy themselves today, how could these unruly servants not be excited?
Helan Minzhi searched his memory and couldn't help but sigh that the previous Helan Minzhi was truly a pervert,
his heart twisted to the extreme. This dignified princess, in just one year, he had ruined her into a slut princess,
what a waste of talent. This princess was born after Li Yuan was forced to become the retired emperor after the Xuanwu Gate Incident. Although she was
Li Zhi's aunt, she was only thirty-four years old this year, the same age as her mother, Wu Shunniang. Her first
husband was named Wen Ting. The two were a young couple, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and quite loving, but Wen Ting died after a few years
. A few years later, she remarried Zheng Jingxuan. Zheng Jingxuan, however, was no match for her. Weak and incompetent, he
was disliked by the princess, who had seen many dashing men. His lack of skill in bed led the princess
to succumb to loneliness and have an affair. However, while she had strayed due to loneliness,
she hadn't completely become a promiscuous woman. She remained quite selective, only seeking handsome, talented men skilled
in poetry and literature as her lovers. Last year, at a palace banquet, she saw the fifteen-year-old
Helan Minzhi and was immediately captivated, her heart fluttering. Soon after, she abandoned her status and offered herself to him.
Unfortunately, Helan Minzhi's heart was already twisted; she was solely focused on revenge against
Emperor Gaozong (Li Zhi), and naturally showed no pity for this princess who offered herself to him. After their encounter, she not only had no feelings for him but
also constantly verbally humiliated him. Princess Qianjin was naturally
smitten Coupled with her own age and feelings of inferiority in front of her young lover, and given that Helan Minzhi was the most
favored person by the Emperor and Empress, she disregarded the verbal humiliations and instead showered him with affection. However
, this only twisted Helan Minzhi's heart further. Verbal insults were no longer
enough to satisfy his darkness. He openly committed adultery in front of the servants at the princess's residence, ordering his servants to rape
the dancers kept there. The group indulged in unrestrained pleasure without any inhibitions. Finally, he ordered
Princess to serve his servants in front of everyone, completely transforming her into a wanton and promiscuous woman.
While recalling her past, she pondered how to undo the foolish deeds Helan Minzhi had committed.
This was not merely a matter of Princess Qianjin's infamy; more importantly, her reputation would also be affected.
A princess, so dignified, had been reduced to a shameless harlot by her own actions
. Those who couldn't have her and
were now resorting to sour grapes would surely spread rumors and slander against her, and if things continued this way, she would become infamous as well. Reputation was incredibly important in ancient times. A reputation for generosity and righteousness would attract heroes, a
reputation for literary talent would lead to recruitment by the court, and a reputation for propriety and understanding would earn respect and admiration. Fortunately, news
traveled , and not many people knew about this yet, so there was still a chance to salvage the situation.
Upon arriving at Princess Qianjin's residence, the servants at the gate didn't even need to announce their arrival; they simply bowed and led Helan Minzhi
inside. The group of unruly servants acted as if they were in their own home, their eyes gleaming with lust,
pointing and whispering lewdly at the maids coming and going.
Helan Minzhi coldly watched her wicked servants, filled with utter disgust. However,
they couldn't just be driven away with a single sentence. These wicked servants knew many of Helan Minzhi's past secrets, and might even know about his
affair If they were driven out of the manor,
they would surely harbor resentment and spread his shameful deeds everywhere. They had to be dealt with properly to ensure no future troubles. But after thinking it over, there was no good solution. Waiting for them to make mistakes like
the previous man and then beating them to death would take forever. Being a master was truly frustrating.
Before even entering the main hall, the cuckolded prince consort Zheng Jingxuan came out to greet them, his face full of humility and respect,
timidly bowing to Helan Minzhi. Helan Minzhi, who also looked down on this good-for-nothing, waved his hand to interrupt his
bow and asked directly, "Where is the princess?"
Zheng Jingxuan's face immediately became quite interesting, turning red and then pale, unsure of what to say. He hadn't expected Helan Minzhi to be so impatient
today , wanting to find the princess right away. He thought to himself, "We're all royalty, at least give me
some face, okay? Actually, if you just exchanged a few pleasantries, I would naturally say that I had to go out and leave the princess's residence
for you to enjoy, but you can't be so direct." Despite his inner grumbling, Zheng Jingxuan still had to put on a smiling face.
After all, he was the most favored young talent of the emperor and empress. He could only cup his hands and say, "Your Highness, upon hearing of
Young Master Helan arrival, went to the back to prepare for the song and dance. I have other matters to attend to, so I cannot keep
you company any longer. I hope you will forgive me." After saying this, he turned and left without looking back.
Helan Minzhi shook his head as he watched Zheng Jingxuan flee. That cuckold deserved it; he had absolutely
no backbone. But what man with backbone would be willing to become a prince consort of the Tang Dynasty? That was truly a dead end.
Helan Minzhi led a dozen or so servants straight to the inner courtyard, where they saw a group of scantily clad women
waiting in the banquet hall. Leading them was Princess Qianjin, wearing a pale yellow, high-waisted ruqun (
a type of Tang Dynasty dress often seen on television, revealing half a breast). Her wide robes and flowing sleeves fluttered, and a
thin veil covered her, leaving her snow-white shoulders and arms almost completely exposed. Half of her breast trembled precariously.
Her face, weathered by time, exuded a bewitching beauty, and her graceful gait displayed an air of elegance and nobility. This
was Princess Qianjin, the first woman to be presented as a male concubine to Wu Zetian. Helan Minzhi nodded slightly;
she was quite attractive, a mature beauty.
Seeing her young lover, Helan Minzhi, enter with his entourage, Princess Qianjin shyly greeted him, bowing slightly and
saying, "This humble servant greets young master Helan."
Princess Qianjin harbored a complex mix of love and hate towards Helan Minzhi. She loved his handsome appearance and exceptional talent,
his mastery of painting, music, and poetry—truly the perfect lover in every woman's eyes. Yet, she hated his
heartlessness and cruelty, treating her like discarded shoes, not only wantonly humiliating her but also allowing lowly, filthy servants to rape her.
Although she should hate Helan Minzhi to the core after such events, she
couldn't relinquish her love, willingly succumbing to his advances and playing the game of two dragons and one phoenix with him. Especially after
not seeing her for over a month, she was filled with loneliness and desolation. So when her lover's servant came to see her half a month ago, she
did everything in her power to serve him, hoping that the servant could speak to her and bring her
lover back to the princess's residence so she could pour out her heart. Now, her wish had come true, and she thought she would have to
thank the servant properly later.
Helan Minzhi turned away, not daring to accept the greeting. The beautiful, mature woman in front of him was not only a princess,
but also his grandmother's generation according to seniority. In ancient times, filial piety was valued, and it would be disgraceful for an elder to bow to a younger generation. He quickly cupped
his hands and said, "Minzhi greets Your Highness, Princess Qianjin." Princess Qianjin
was taken aback, her beautiful eyes darting around. She initially thought her young lover wanted to play some games with her for fun.
Having played these kinds of bedroom games many times before, she had misunderstood. Naturally, she went along with her lover's intentions, maintaining a noble and dignified demeanor
as she calmly said, "Young Master Helan, there's no need for such formalities." After speaking, she secretly
glanced sideways and saw that her lover wasn't angry at all. This further convinced her that he was deliberately acting, and she even
felt a little pleased that he understood the pleasures of the bedroom. She resolved to cooperate fully to please him.
Helan Minzhi felt no discomfort, but the group of unruly servants had a different feeling. Seeing
the princess 's dignified and noble expression, the less timid ones had already begun to kneel and pay their respects. Only two men,
accustomed to lording it over the princess's household, remained, whispering amongst themselves: "I've seen this slutty scene of
a woman being stripped naked and fucked until she begs for her father so many times. What's with this whore that the young master is tired of playing with?"
Their voices weren't loud, but Helan Minzhi, who was nearby, heard them clearly. He was certain the princess
had heard them . Sure enough, the princess was trembling with rage, but dared not retaliate, biting her lip
to suppress her fury. Helan Minzhi now truly understood just how arrogant and domineering he had been in Chang'an. It was utterly incomprehensible that even
a princess wouldn't dare retaliate against the arrogance of his servants.
It seemed there was no way the princess would help him deal with these two unruly servants; he had to do it himself.
Helan Minzhi 's face darkened, and he turned, pointing at the two wicked servants with a sudden, furious roar: "You two dog slaves!" Not only did they fail to pay their respects to the princess,
but they also dared to speak disrespectfully! They truly had the audacity of a bear and the gall of a leopard!
Seeing the young master's anger, the two unruly servants realized that he had changed his nature and was no longer
the person who allowed them to do as they pleased. They immediately knelt on the ground with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Helan Minzhi turned his back, ignoring their pleas, and waved his hand, saying, "Drag
these two dogs out and hang them."
Hearing the words "hang them," the two unruly servants were utterly terrified and loudly begged for mercy. The remaining servants
exchanged bewildered glances. Hadn't their young master previously enjoyed hearing them insult the princess?
What was wrong with him today?
Helan Minzhi, with his back turned, knew without even looking what these scoundrels were thinking. He coldly asked, "What? Does what I say no
longer matter?"
His words were utterly ruthless, startling the princess standing beside him
. Yet, she was deeply moved by her lover's protection, feeling as if her suffering had finally ended, and the clouds had parted to
reveal the moon. Worried that her lover might later regret his actions and take his anger out on her, she mustered her courage, stepped forward, and embraced
his arm, pressing her soft breasts against it. With a smile, she softly comforted him, "Minzhi,
don't stoop to their level. You'll only hurt yourself." Princess Qianjin
's breasts seemed even larger than her mother Wu Shunniang's. She wondered how they grew so large;
only princesses who had enjoyed wealth and luxury since childhood could have such excessive nutrition. Helan Minzhi felt
the surging waves on his arm, smiled slightly to indicate he was alright, and his gentle, spring-like smile made
Princess Qianjin's heart flutter, blushing like a young girl in love.
At this time, the remaining servants had dragged away the two who were still begging for mercy. Helan Minzhi, still worried,
sent people from the princess's residence to supervise. After a while, a group of people carried the two strangled bodies back to
report
. Helan Minzhi glanced at them and saw that they were lifeless, each with a deep red mark on their throat—they were dead. Relieved, he said, "Take them back to the manor and report to the madam. Get some money and bury them outside the city. You
don't need to come with me today." This
way, there's no need to worry about getting into any legal trouble. After all, they're servants bound by a death contract
. Now that the two have offended the princess and committed a grave offense of disrespect, killing them is no big deal. Even with Helan Minzhi's current imperial favor, executing
servants is risky. This is something Helan Minzhi only learned after arriving in the Tang Dynasty. According to the Yonghui Code of the Tang Dynasty,
killing a servant without cause is punishable by exile at best, and death at worst. That's right, it's not like the
fictional killing a servant is as easy as crushing an ant. The idea that servants are private property and
the law doesn't care is utter nonsense. To kill a servant, you have to use some methods. The famous talented woman and
notorious woman, Yu Xuanji, is the best example. She was sentenced to death for killing her maid, Lü Qiao—a truly
unfortunate case.
After the remaining terrified servants fled, carrying the two away as if their lives depended on it, Helan Minzhi prayed that these two
instances of making an example of them would awaken these unruly servants. As a modern person, he was genuinely afraid of the crime of murder.
The princess, nestled beside Helan Minzhi, seeing her young lover's displeased expression, quickly pressed her breasts closer together.
The soft, powerful touch made Helan Minzhi's heart flutter. He leered at the beautiful
mature woman who had offered herself to him. The princess, blushing under her lover's gaze, whispered, "[Upon hearing of your arrival
, I prepared a song and dance, but these lackeys have disturbed my enjoyment. Please, my lord, be seated, and I will perform
a dance for you.]"
Helan Minzhi nodded. How alluring it would be for this beautiful mature woman to dance in such revealing palace attire!
Alluring and captivating, how could one possibly resist? During the Tang Dynasty, song and dance were extremely popular, with performances at every banquet. There
was none of the constraint placed on women seen in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Even empresses, concubines, and princesses frequently performed at banquets. Leaving
aside Emperor Xuanzong, who neglected his morning court duties, and Yang Guifei, who composed the "Rainbow Feather Garment Dance" for her dance, the most interesting story is that
Princess once wore a purple-gold men's suit she designed herself, leading a group of dancers in a performance at a banquet.
After the dance, pointing to her own clothes, she smiled and asked Emperor Gaozong and Empress Wu Zetian in front of everyone: "May I
give this to my husband?" This is a fact officially recorded in historical texts, and its romantic and open nature is simply
enchanting.
At her lover's signal, Princess Qianjin led a dozen or so beautiful dancers in
a circle as the music began. They danced slowly, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing, their graceful steps and movements
exuding gentle, flowing grace of Han women. Especially when the women linked arms in a line, the dazzling waves of their breasts
were almost too much for Helan Minzhi to handle. At the end, Princess Qianjin, draped in
a thin veil , spun rapidly, her long sleeves billowing in the wind. Helan Minzhi exclaimed, "Bravo!"
Hearing her lover's praise, Princess Qianjin danced even faster, spinning like a top to Helan Minzhi's
side, then suddenly arched her back, leaning heavily against him. Helan Minzhi
caught in her warm, fragrant embrace, and his lust was instantly aroused.
His large hand slipped inside her bosom, kneading her snow-white breasts that had been swaying so vigorously he was drooling,
greedily fondling them. The princess lay obediently on Helan Minzhi's lap, her eyes slightly closed, letting him caress her. She was still panting
from the earlier exertion, her breasts rising and falling dramatically.
As he continued to caress her, Helan Minzhi lowered his head and kissed her red lips, then recited a poem he had been trying to recall
: "[Lightly swirling like snowflakes, gracefully moving like a dragon in flight. Her hands droop like willow branches, her
skirt trailing like clouds. Your Highness, this poem is for you.]"
This was from the poem "Rainbow Feather Garment Song" by the great poet Bai Juyi, specifically describing the lightness and beauty of a woman's dance.
If it weren't for the fact that Princess Qianjin was still of great use to him, and that he had genuinely been amazed by her beauty, Helan Minzhi wouldn't have given
it to her so easily. After all, his literary knowledge from later generations was mediocre, and he didn't remember many poems. Every poem he used was one less
he had to acquire, so he had to get the key points.
After hearing the poem Helan Minzhi had written for her, Princess Qianjin's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help but savor
the beauty of the poem. Tang Dynasty poets loved poetry, and Princess Qianjin had loved poetry and songs since childhood; otherwise, she wouldn't have developed
a romantic nature and a fondness for talented and romantic men. Now, receiving such a wonderful poem of praise, how could she
not be happy? She felt that all the humiliation she had suffered in the past year was worthwhile, and she no longer harbored any resentment.
She hooked her arms around Helan Minzhi's neck and said emotionally, "To receive such a beautiful poem from my lord, I would have no regrets even if I died." He Lanmin chuckled:
"
I wouldn't bear to let you die, my dear daughter."
Upon hearing this, the princess was so ashamed that she dared not raise her head. In the past, when her young lover wanted to humiliate her during lovemaking, he
liked to make her call him whatever she wanted, such as "Daddy," "Brother," "Baby," and "Son." She had called them all before. But in a
situation where everyone was naked and indulging in unrestrained lust, with lewd sounds filling her ears, people would become particularly crazy and completely
lose their sense of shame. Now, in this moment full of tenderness and affection, she was truly shy, feeling as if she
had returned to the age of a young girl in love. However, she dared not go against her young lover's wishes and could only whisper: "Daddy...
"
He Lanmin laughed and responded. The sense of accomplishment of having a beautiful woman the same age as his mother calling him "Daddy" was
simply maddening. This feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted was just too exhilarating.
Hearing her young lover's satisfied laughter, Princess Qianjin no longer hesitated. Her mature and beautiful face deliberately feigned the innocence
of a young girl just reaching marriageable age. She blinked her large eyes and asked in a naive tone, "Father...
how do you want to fuck your daughter today?"
Helan Minzhi loosened the belt around Princess Qianjin's waist: "Father wants to fuck you in front of your son today.
Are you willing, daughter?"
Princess Qianjin and her first husband, Wen Ting, only had one daughter, who was now seventeen and married.
The son Helan Minzhi mentioned was born after her remarriage to Zheng Jingxuan. Because Princess Qianjin disliked Zheng Jingxuan, she
also disliked this son, constantly regretting having given birth to one. She rarely even bothered to
look at him, leaving him entirely to be raised by wet nurses and maids. Therefore, upon hearing her young lover's words, she immediately ordered a dancer to bring
the young master over, without any hesitation.
When the wet nurse brought over a child of about ten years old, Helan Minzhi had already placed Princess Qianjin
on , lifting her shapely legs and thrusting his penis violently into her vagina. Princess Qianjin lay on the
table, her hair disheveled, her hair askew, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed, and a series of alluring, wanton moans escaped
her lips, making Helan Minzhi's thrusts even more vigorous. Her pale yellow palace dress bunched up at her waist, her two heavy breasts
bouncing helplessly with each thrust, her plump, snow-white buttocks dangling off the table, only kept from slipping to the ground by Helan Minzhi's
relentless thrusting.
The little boy, suddenly brought there, stood there stunned to see his usually dignified and elegant mother in
such a state with a strange boy. Although still young, he understood quite a bit and felt
greatly humiliated. His eyes welled with tears, but fearing his mother's scolding, he dared not cry.
Helan Minzhi had been waiting for this scene for a long time. He never expected that the AV scene he had seen in his future life would actually come true
after he transmigrated. He was filled with pride and a perverse sense of satisfaction. He kneaded the princess's breasts, which were swaying so brightly
, and stopped, excitedly saying, "Quickly tell your son, isn't it beautiful when Daddy fucks you?"
The princess was already in the throes of passion, half-closing her eyes and enjoying her little lover's
touch
. She was so comfortable that she almost lost her soul and didn't care that her son had been brought here. After hearing this, she subconsciously glanced around and looked at her son, whom she had always disliked, and said seductively, "Son, it feels so good when Daddy fucks Mommy."
The little boy had some backbone and argued with tears in his eyes, "He...he's not my daddy."
The princess smiled and giggled twice, "Of course he's not your daddy. If he were your
daddy Mommy would wake up laughing in her dreams." After saying this, she stopped looking at her son and gazed tenderly at Helan Minzhi, saying softly,
"He is my father."
Helan Minzhi felt his scalp tingling with excitement. He could actually realize this fantasy in his lifetime!
He helped the princess, who was almost falling off the table, to her feet and commanded, "Hold your son's shoulders.
"
The princess, one hand lifting her palace skirt, the other resting on her son's tender shoulder, obediently raised her large, white buttocks,
and whispered sweetly in her son's ear, "Son, your father is going to favor you again. Are you happy for me
?" She then playfully glanced back.
Helan Minzhi rubbed his dragon head against her wet vulva, but didn't penetrate. Soon, the princess felt
an unbearable tingling sensation, swaying her plump buttocks, trying to guide her lover's penis into her honeyed depths. But every time she tried to slip that
precious thing that had been driving her crazy into her body, this heartless rascal would back away a little. Seeing
that she was about to collapse and could no longer support her son, the princess twisted her body and complained coquettishly, "My lord is so naughty... always tormenting
me..."
Helan Minzhi looked at the princess's coquettish complaint and felt that this woman was simply the most perfect mistress.
Her appearance was bright and beautiful, her skin smooth as water, her figure alluring and voluptuous. Most importantly, she knew how to constantly switch personalities
to suit a man's needs. Whether it was the innocent naiveté she displayed before, or the coquettishness she showed when flirting with her lover just now
, she imitated it perfectly. Moreover, she could abandon all shame and be so
unrestrained .
Thinking of this, Helan Minzhi's perverse thoughts multiplied. He pressed the princess's head against her son's
face, forcing them to face each other, and thrust his erect penis into the princess's vagina. The
princess was jolted forward, her lips landing squarely on her son's.
"Mmm..." Before the princess could even groan, her son's mouth sealed her lips. The
clever girl immediately understood her lover's intentions, cupping his head and kissing him, deliberately making loud smacking
sounds. The little boy stood there, stunned. Having never received maternal love, he
treasured . His little hands hesitantly rose and fell, finally resting cautiously on his mother's
bare arm after a few tentative movements, unwilling to let go.
Helan Minzhi began to thrust his penis, tightly sucked by the princess's vagina, with satisfaction. The scene before him
was simply too wild and stimulating. A beautiful woman in her early thirties, topless, was kissing her own son.
Behind her stood a handsome young man vigorously violating her tender vulva. Her two round, large breasts bounced violently
with each thrust. A small hand timidly reached out and slowly touched those heaving breasts, gently touching them a few
times. Seeing no objection, she finally mustered the courage to caress them.
Helan Minzhi estimated that this brat was only about ten years old, and was astonished by his boldness and lust. He had originally intended
to satisfy his fantasies from watching adult videos in his later life, but unexpectedly, the princess's
treasures had been taken by him. Because of him, this brat had already taken advantage of her, and now
he was going too far. So, somewhat annoyed, he slapped his hand away. But the brat was still defiant and
glared at him fiercely.
This glare only fueled Helan Minzhi's anger. Such a young child staring at him with such fierce eyes—
what would he be like when he grew up? He wanted nothing more than to slap him. But then he raised his hand and lowered it again. Forget it, he wouldn't stoop
to the level of a little brat. Besides, he was currently having sex with his own mother, who was already
calling ." Why should he bother with such trivial matters
? The princess, lost in the ecstasy of pleasure, didn't notice any of this. She only
felt her lover pause briefly before resuming his powerful thrusts, completely losing herself in lust
. She moaned softly, soon convulsing into orgasm. Helan Minzhi, unable to bear the stimulation of having sex with someone's mother in front of their son
, pressed down on the princess's snow-white buttocks and thrust dozens more times before ejaculating
.
After withdrawing his limp penis, a stream of white, cloudy fluid slowly welled up from Princess Qianjin's rosy vulva,
mixing with her vaginal fluids and dripping onto the floor. At this moment, Princess Qianjin disgustedly pushed away
her son, who was still trying to kiss her, completely devoid of her previous gentleness and charm. She turned and took her young lover's penis into her mouth,
sucking on it carefully as if she had discovered a treasure.
Helan Minzhi smiled smugly at the brat. "You dare to be stubborn with me? Without me, you wouldn't even
be able to touch your mother's hand. I sent you here to add excitement for me, and you actually want to take the lead? You've gone too far!" Seeing the
boy's aggrieved and resentful expression, Helan Minzhi became even more smug. He arrogantly squeezed
Princess with her young lover's actions. Although it hurt a little,
she still willingly thrust her chest forward for him to knead. Even when the pain contorted her face, she refused to back down,
still proudly displaying her breasts.
Princess Qianjin's submissiveness made Helan Minzhi feel a little guilty. He had actually been childish tormenting
these two precious children like this out of spite. With apologetic gestures, he gently touched Princess Qianjin's
cheeks, which were swollen from sucking his penis. Princess Qianjin seemed to sense his gentleness, looking up and revealing a smile. Seeing that it was almost time, Helan Minzhi gently pulled
the princess, who was still enjoying oral sex on him, to her feet. He carefully lifted her palace skirt and said, "Princess, I still need to go to the palace to pay my respects to my aunt. Have someone prepare lunch." After giving the order, the princess nestled reluctantly in Helan Minzhi's arms and softly said, "I was truly happy today . When will you come again, my lord?" "That depends on your performance, Princess," Helan Minzhi replied. Princess Qianjin was somewhat disappointed: "Is my performance today still unsatisfactory, my lord?" "No, I'm referring to your future performance." Helan Minzhi gently stroked Princess Qianjin's plump buttocks, signaling her not to be impatient, and continued: "Princess, you must maintain your purity and integrity from now on . You must never again be able to be humiliated by even a servant like before. In front of outsiders, you must treat your husband with respect and affection. Can you do that, Princess?" Princess Qianjin was mortified upon hearing this, inwardly grumbling, "It's all because of you, you little devil, that I've gone from a high and mighty princess to this state, and now you say this!" She couldn't help but say with some resentment: " I already a withered flower, as long as my lord is happy, even with that servant… I would be willing. My lord need not concern himself with my feelings, as long as my lord can often cherish me, I will have no regrets."

"I'm talking about serious matters. If this continues, not only will the princess be criticized, but I will too.
Princess, do you understand what I mean?" Helan Minzhi explained.
Princess Qianjin understood her lover's thoughts and quickly replied, "Don't worry, my lord. I
'm not shameless. I just want to please you. Since you say so, I will obey.
It's just... it's just that I'm getting a good deal from that good-for-nothing Zheng Jingxuan, and I have to pretend to be loving with him in front of others... I
'm so unwilling..." She was already taking the opportunity to feign grievance, hoping to make her lover cherish her even more.
Helan Minzhi cupped Princess Qianjin's bright and beautiful face and kissed her deeply. Princess Qianjin immediately
responded passionately, and the two kissed passionately like dry tinder, until they were both panting before
stopping. A woman's breath is naturally less lingering than a man's, and this kiss left Princess Qianjin feeling dizzy and
disoriented She leaned against Helan Minzhi's shoulder for a while before regaining her senses.
Meanwhile, maids had already brought in ten dishes in quick succession, mostly meat and fish.
Even for a princess, getting some green vegetables in winter wasn't easy. Princess Qianjin half-reclined in Helan Minzhi's
arms , diligently adding food to her lover's rice, looking every bit the obedient wife serving her husband.
Helan Minzhi had spent the entire night in passionate lovemaking with his mother, Wu Shunniang, and
had just had a passionate encounter with Princess Qianjin. He was starving, and promptly devoured two bowls of rice before letting out a
satisfied Princess Qianjin giggle.
Finally, Helan Minzhi took another bath to prevent himself from smelling too heavily of cosmetics when he entered the palace, which might displease the super
tigress Wu Meiniang. Under the reluctant gaze of Princess Qianjin, he mounted his horse and rode towards the palace.
He had to ride fast, because the young ladies of Chang'an were too bold. Some even stopped horses in the streets to express their love. If he got entangled with them, it would be troublesome
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