Secret History of the Qing Dynasty

Consort Ru was the first to be buried alive with the emperor. According to custom, after being cleansed, all clothing had to be removed. Consort Ru stood naked and solemnly on the bench. Whether it was the cool late summer weather or the fear of facing the unknown journey to death, Consort Ru's body trembled slightly.

The eunuch Xiao Fu, who was on duty, looked at Consort Ru's slender and shapely figure and couldn't help but sigh. Consort Ru was of a tall and thin type. She entered the palace at the age of twelve. Unexpectedly, her mistress died before she had even lived a year. Originally, it wasn't her turn to be buried alive with the emperor, but Master Zhang, who was in charge of the ceremony, said, "Since the mistress died in her prime, we must find an untouched virgin to be buried with her." With just one sentence, Consort Ru was sent to the Western Paradise. It was only natural for a servant to serve his mistress, but such a beautiful child was killed like this... It was a pity. Thinking of this, Xiao Fuzi glanced at Consort Ru again. Her clear, bright eyes, delicate nose, and soft, warm lips that anyone would want to kiss—below her snow-white neck were a pair of slightly protruding breasts, pink nipples like tiny pink beans set in white dough, trembling slightly. Her slender waist had incredibly smooth skin, topped with a shallow navel. Below her flat abdomen was a smooth, hairless vulva, with a delicate white cleft in the middle. Below her shapely, slender thighs were long, smooth calves. No matter how you looked at her, she was a captivating beauty, like a lotus emerging from water.

"Consort Ru, the Empress Dowager has instructed that your family will treat you with kindness. The time has come; please depart in peace."

"Thank you. Do it quickly."

Xiao Fuzi tied the white silk around Consort Ru's neck, making a slipknot, and said, "I'm sorry, Consort Ru," before pulling the chair away, leaving Consort Ru hanging stiffly from the beam. At first, she didn't struggle much, only her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, her face flushed. As she ran out of breath, Consort Ru's tightly bound legs began to kick and flex, her hands bound behind her back twisting and turning. Her whole body thrashed about like a fish just pulled from a hook, emitting painful groans. Her slender body writhed dramatically around her waist, hanging precariously on the white silk. The guards watching the execution were aroused, feeling their penises relax and hot semen spurt into their trousers. No wonder some say hanging is the sexiest way to die.

About fifteen minutes later, the vigorous twisting and kicking gradually subsided. Her muscles in her hands and feet began to cramp, then her whole body stiffened and convulsed. Saliva dripped from her chin, her tongue lolled out slightly, and a "crackling" sound came from deep in her throat. Her eyes began to roll back, and after kicking dozens of times, her body began to tremble involuntarily in waves. This was the most painful stage; her body shook uncontrollably as if electrocuted, her small, round breasts

jiggling up and down and side to side. Even the insteps arched forcefully, trying to find the unreachable ground. Her tongue was twisted out long, her eyes rolled back so far that the pupils were no longer visible, and she kept making indistinct "oohs" sounds. Her whole body twisted violently, her hands twitched incessantly, her slightly protruding breasts heaved violently and futilely, trying to continue breathing, and her two long, sexy legs kicked wildly in the air almost desperately, trying to step on something.

To prevent Consort Ru from kicking wildly, her legs were tightly bound together. Now, her legs were pressed tightly together, and she kicked and thrashed like a shrimp. Her labia were quite prominent, and between the two plump, fleshy lips protruded a swollen, bright red clitoris. An unknown, sticky fluid seeped from her vulva in spurts. Her kicks became intermittent, her slippery body tense and trembling. Her slender, willow-like waist twisted uncontrollably. At the most painful moment, a strong wave of pleasure washed over Consort Ru, a powerful tingling sensation... Fei's body stiffened, convulsing violently. Her hands, feet, thighs, and waist trembled and cramped simultaneously. Her slender, white body shuddered a few times, drenched in sweat. A large gush of vaginal fluid mixed with urine gushed from her vulva. Then, her smooth, pert buttocks writhed painfully back and forth and side to side for about eight minutes. After that, Fei's struggles lessened. Her legs stopped kicking wildly and began to clench and spasm slightly. Her entire body became rigid, and her beautiful breasts barely rose and fell.

About fifteen minutes later, her smooth vulva thrust forward one last time. Her hands fell limp, her legs stretched out with a final burst of strength, she exhaled her last breath, and collapsed limply, hanging there loosely. Her once bright eyes instantly lost their luster, urine dripped from her feet, and her slender, white, beautiful corpse swayed gently.

Next up was Consort Ling. Originally, she wasn't on the list of those to be buried alive with the emperor, but the Empress Dowager had long hated her, believing that since she had curried favor with the emperor, his excessive favor had weakened her health. Seizing this golden opportunity, she took the chance to dismiss her. After the emperor's death, he added a line to the "Last Emperor's Edict" that he "couldn't bear to see her spend the rest of her life alone," clearly meaning she wanted her to "accompany him in the afterlife." Therefore, she ordered the eunuch Xiao Fuzi to deliver an imperial edict along with a white silk ribbon to Consort Ling's palace, giving her an hour to respond. Consort Ling remained calm, perhaps thinking that with the emperor's death, her future days would likely be worse than death. She kowtowed and calmly accepted the edict with gratitude.

According to custom, those who were to be buried alive by hanging had to be naked, mainly because during the hanging process, saliva and excrement would inevitably spill everywhere, and being naked made it easier to remove clothes for washing and changing afterward. Clothes could be omitted, but proper grooming was still essential. Lingfei quietly removed her last undergarment, and reflected in the peephole was a slender, elegant, and beautiful young woman, barely sixteen years old. Her smooth, delicate face was framed by sparkling eyes, and beneath her slender, straight nose, her slightly pale lips curved into a beautiful arc. Her fair neck was devoid of any visible veins, and below it, a pair of slightly upturned breasts, about the size of half a grapefruit, trembled gently. Her slender waist was delicate and boneless, and her flat, tofu-like abdomen was adorned with a shallow, delicate navel. When the late emperor was alive, he was most fond of caressing Consort Ling's smooth and delicate waist and lower abdomen. He often praised her waist as "so thin that one could not see the bone, so smooth that it was not like solidified fat." Her pubic area was clean, smooth, and hairless. Because the emperor liked smooth, childlike tender flesh, he obtained a plaster from the imperial physician and applied it for ten days. From then on, not only her pubic hair but also her armpit hair disappeared.

Consort Ling put her hair up in a bun, stepped barefoot onto the stool, and put a white silk ribbon around her pink neck. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt a strange sensation. She imagined the late emperor, naked, gently rubbing her white and elastic breasts and genitals from behind. A blush appeared on her face, and a warm, wet feeling rose from her lower body. Consort Ling sighed, looked at her beautiful self in the mirror again, gritted her teeth, kicked the stool over, and hung naked from the beam like a fish.

With a sudden thud, Consort Ling heard a buzzing sound in her ears. If she had been hanging herself with a rope, this fall would have broken her neck instantly, and she would have shuddered a few times before defecating and urinating, her soul leaving her body in a tragic way. However, Consort Ling used a white silk ribbon, which was both thick and soft. After the fall, the slipknot was simply tightened around her neck. Apart from feeling a slight pain in her neck, Consort Ling didn't feel particularly distressed at first, only unconsciously letting out heavy breathing from deep in her throat. About a minute later, the feeling of suffocation became increasingly intense. Consort Ling couldn't breathe in or out of her chest. Involuntarily, she raised her hands to grab the white silk ribbon around her neck, opened her mouth and gasped for air, her slender legs stretched out and flailed wildly, trying to touch the ground, but all of this was in vain. Consort Ling's struggles became more and more intense. Her legs not only swung back and forth but also kicked violently, her hands waved wildly, and her throat coughed incessantly.

Lingfei struggled to open her eyes and saw herself in the mirror, struggling and kicking rhythmically. Her large, round breasts trembled, her flushed face contorted in pain, her mouth agape as she gasped for breath. Her slender, white waist moved rhythmically back and forth, her buttocks thrusting forward and backward, her tender vulva opening and closing like a clam, her swollen clitoris like a pearl, oozing glistening fluid, like a newly caught snake writhing in the air.

Lingfei's consciousness was slowly fading and disappearing. Her body's movements became increasingly involuntary reflexes. Her hands moved aimlessly up and down, left and right, slapping her already reddened vulva and buttocks with a crisscrossing motion. A moment later, she grabbed her tender white breasts, leaving red marks. At first, her legs swung back and forth like she was walking briskly. When she entered the painful, suffocating stage, they exaggeratedly kicked and thrashed like a frog, and then her toes trembled incessantly. Sweat mixed with the fluid secreted from her genitals ran down her slender legs and spilled onto the ground.

As she suffocated and entered the death stage, the height of her raised hands gradually decreased, the rhythm of her kicking legs also gradually slowed down, and the originally loud panting became a soft humming, with her whole body trembling with each hum. Finally, her hands could no longer be raised, only trembling and waving intermittently with the spasms of her body. Her legs were also straight, toes pointing down, trembling and swaying intermittently. Just as all of this was slowly calming down and relaxing, a sudden, dying moment of lucidity caused Lingfei's whole body to tense up and tremble violently. She clenched her fists and shook them dozens of times. Finally, as if using her last remaining strength, her beautiful body half-opened her eyes, arched her back, and raised her smooth vulva. Accompanied by a rhythmic, full-body spasm, a stream of urine hissed out from her vulva, spraying far away. Lingfei shivered, then groaned, arching her vulva again and hissing out a second stream of urine. Then her whole body trembled violently a few times, followed by a third, a fourth… ...Urine gushed out rhythmically in spurts, each one closer than the last. Finally, her slender waist, which had been erect, trembled slightly before relaxing. Her clenched fists trembled a few times before falling limply to her sides. Her legs also trembled a few times before slightly opening, her toes pointing quietly to the ground. Her head was tilted to one side, and the pained expression on her face instantly returned to a peaceful and serene one. Her eyes, adorned with long eyelashes, were half-open and half-closed, and a small, round tip of her tongue protruded from her delicate, beautiful lips. Snot mixed with saliva dripped down her chin, and her thin, slender body swayed slowly and rotated in place, hanging from the beam. The damp sweat on her body carried a faint scent of youthful fragrance and the unique aroma of a woman after orgasm. Thick, sticky secretions slowly flowed down her thighs from between her legs. The only sound was the overflowing dam of urine dripping from her wet legs onto the ground.

Twelve young girls were also buried alive with the emperor. Because of their different status and position compared to Consort Ling, they were not allowed to be hanged. The method of execution for these twelve girls was very special. According to the instructions of Master Zhang, who was in charge of the emperor's funeral, they were tied to long benches and suffocated with water-soaked mulberry paper covering their mouths and noses. During the suffocation process, twelve imperial guards were to deflower them, saying that undeflowered virgins had too much yin energy and that they would absorb some yang essence to harmonize it.

The 12 girls ranged in age from 17 to 12, each as beautiful as a flower in full bloom. Perhaps having been thoroughly comforted and promised respite beforehand, they did not appear particularly flustered. Blushing shyly, they removed their clothes and stood in a row in front of the 12 benches where they were to be executed. At a glance, their beauty was boundless. Some had already completed their development, with high, pointed, perky breasts, slender waists, and rounded hips. Their exquisite figures exuded the charm of girls transforming into women. Between their long, slender legs, a tuft of dark, glossy pubic hair and half-open vulvas concealed the burgeoning vitality of their youth. Some are still developing; their breasts, the size of small steamed buns, are slightly raised, with bright red nipples the size of a fingertip set against their pinkish chests. Their vulvas are either smooth and hairless, or sparsely covered with a few fine hairs. Their tender, swollen labia majora are pressed together, forming a sexy slit, and the adorable clitoris can be faintly seen trembling gently in the folds. Others, being younger, are developing more slowly. Although their figures have already grown tall and slender, their breasts are only slightly raised, and their vulvas remain smooth and even like a child's. However, their nipples have begun to develop; from the side, the red areolas arching above the bean-sized nipples seem to announce the imminent transformation of their bodies.

The guards each chose their favorite young girls and placed them in positions, stripping them naked and binding them to the benches. To prevent the mulberry paper from being pulled off during struggles, each girl's hands were tied behind her back to the bench legs, and her legs were spread apart on either side of the bench. As a result, the girls' private parts, which they had been trying to cover up, were now clearly exposed, making them blush with embarrassment. After they were secured, the guards, naked, knelt beside the benches and began to caress the bodies of the young girls. Their gentle hands lightly stroked their pink, tofu-like breasts, rubbed their slender, round, smooth, and flat waists and abdomens, touched their smooth, tender vulvas that changed from soft to hard, kissed their soft lips, and kissed their way down from their necks, breasts, lower abdomens, and vulvas, licking, sucking, and breathing on them, making these virgins tremble all over. The girls had never experienced such stimulation before, and they all opened their mouths wide and gasped for breath, swaying their slender waists like water snakes, arching their buttocks and moving them rapidly. Their vulvas, red and swollen from the stimulation, secreted love fluid that made their buttocks wet. Some of the more sensitive ones even let out high-pitched screams and couldn't help but urinate, spraying everywhere.

The guards gently lifted the girls' legs, their erect penises rubbing against their labia until fully lubricated before slowly and gently inserting them. Because of prior preparation, the insertion, though with some resistance, was relatively smooth. After insertion, the guards took some mulberry paper placed aside, soaked it in water, and began to cover the girls' mouths and noses layer by layer.

The girls began to feel terrified, shaking their heads, trying to escape the mulberry paper covering them, but to no avail; their mouths and noses were completely sealed. Although their chests heaved as they breathed heavily, only their own stale air circulated. For a moment, the girls' bodies on the twelve benches writhed and struggled, the benches creaking. Each girl shook her head and body vigorously, trying to shake off the mulberry paper covering her mouth and nose, each opening her mouth wide to try and inhale, but unfortunately, the soaked mulberry paper was impermeable. The guards... Feeling the soft, warm body in their arms begin to suffocate, a gurgling sound rose and fell in their throats, their breasts heaving more and more rapidly, hardening and swelling, their slender waists twisting and turning like water snakes, their fair, tender legs kicking aimlessly in the air, sometimes clenching tightly, their hips rising and falling, their tender orifices welcoming the guards' thick penises in and out, their vaginas contracting tighter and tighter, allowing them to enjoy the powerful stimulation of their genitals without even moving. The girls' struggles and kicks grew stronger, and the guards could only hold these beautiful, writhing bodies tightly, as if they were holding an extra-large eel.

The girls' repeated inhalations were actually involuntary movements caused by oxygen deprivation in their lungs. These girls were stretching their necks, experiencing the extreme physical pain mixed with pleasure from lung spasms. Their once bright and lively eyes rolled back, and while shaking their heads, their necks were stretched straight and convulsing. Their supple bodies began to tense up and convulse. It was hard to imagine that these delicate girls could unleash such great energy when they were on the verge of death. This was the most painful stage. Their legs were not just kicking, but kicking wildly. Some were raised high and trembling, while others were pounding the floor with their legs. Several others had their legs wrapped tightly behind the guards' backs, trembling uncontrollably. Fortunately, the guards were now positioned between their legs; otherwise, they might have been kicked to their deaths.

After a quarter of an hour, one by one, they began to repeatedly raise their buttocks, arching their bodies in exaggerated postures as if convulsing. Their soft buttocks slapped against the benches. Some of them had their legs dangling limply to their sides, shaking against the floor. A few younger ones, weaker than others, began to have a death convulsion. Their muscles tensed and trembled violently, then relaxed and became limp like cotton. Their eyes rolled back completely, their teeth chattering. Finally, they kicked their legs and slumped limply to their sides. Warm urine gushed out with a few shudders. Due to excessive exertion, feces along with part of their rectum were squeezed out of their loose anuses. Their previously flailing hands also fell limply to the ground. Their bodies were left with only slight tremors, pausing and then trembling again. Finally, their heads lolled to the side, the rise and fall of their chests slowly disappeared, they trembled for a while with their toes pointed, and then became completely still—dead. Several of the more sensitive guards couldn't withstand this torment. Their glans penises, after being forcefully sucked and gripped by the vagina during the spasm, trembled violently involuntarily before they died. Coupled with the release of hot urine, they felt their minds go blank, and the accumulated numbness exploded. Streams of thick, hot semen shot into the soft, still warm, beautiful corpse.

However, a few guards enjoyed themselves a little longer. For example, Ah Xiong, who was holding the 11-year-old beauty Tingting, had already died half an hour earlier. He simply untied Tingting's ropes, removed the mulberry paper covering her face, and laid her limp body flat on the bench. He continued to insert his penis into the tight, slippery, and tender vagina of the 11-year-old girl. Her labia majora and minora flipped with each thrust. Tingting's eyes and mouth were half-open, her head was tilted to one side, and her hands and feet hung limply to the ground like a doll. While thrusting, Ah Xiong stroked Tingting's slightly taut, smooth body, kneaded her slightly raised, hard breasts, kissed her half-open mouth, and smelled the girl's scent, which was slightly tinged with urine. He felt a tingling sensation in his groin and groaned as he sent streams of semen into Tingting's body.

As the younger girls breathed their last one by one, the younger, stronger girls continued to struggle. Lili, from Yunnan, was a dancer trained from a young age, so she had exceptional flexibility and stamina. In less than a quarter of an hour, she was sucking, gripping, and shaking so hard that the guards she was having sex with were completely exhausted and had to step aside to watch her suffocating struggle. Fearing that she would roll off the bench without someone holding her down, they added a hemp rope around her waist and tied her tightly to the bench. She kicked and thrashed her legs, almost overturning the bench. Fortunately, these royal benches were made of old pomegranate wood, which was heavy and difficult to tip over. Lili's chest heaved violently, her beautiful breasts trembled, and finally her whole body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably. The kicks of her legs became shallower and shallower until finally, she stretched out her legs, gripping the stool, and shuddered, gushing out warm urine in bursts, like an intermittent fountain carved from white jade. Finally, exhausted and drained of urine, her body twitched a few times, her head lolled to the side, and she remained motionless. Urine dripped down her jade-like legs, which slumped on either side of the stool, soaking the floor.

The other girls who were still struggling met a similar fate as Lili; they all shuddered and trembled, their urine soaking the floor, before dying.

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