Flowery Little Turtle

Hiding a Beauty (Part 1)

My best friend betrayed me, my boyfriend dumped me, and my job is connecting electrical wires every day—I'm a 20-year-old single woman.

Who's worse off than me?!

So, on a sunny afternoon, I time-traveled.

While time travel is common in novels, this is the real world! Why did I time travel? Where did I end up? I have absolutely no idea. I

was just making tea in the break room when suddenly everything went black. I had just eaten lunch; there was no reason for me to faint.

When I woke up, I smelled a wonderful floral fragrance. Lying on an ridiculously large bed, I slowly opened my eyes and found the sheets were snow-white, the blankets were silk, and it was so soft. No matter how you rank it, this bed is number one on my list of the most comfortable beds I've ever slept in.

To my surprise, the moment I moved, a cacophony of voices cried out, "Young Palace Master, Young Palace Master, you're awake! Someone, quickly inform the Grand Palace Master that the Young Palace Master has finally awakened!"

Before I knew it, countless people were kneeling in the room, a dense, overwhelming sight. I told them all to leave, it was too noisy, and they all obediently withdrew immediately, without making a sound.

Palace Master? I guess my transmigration was pretty good. I got up and looked at the glittering furnishings of the room; it was definitely not an ordinary person's room.

Candles were lit in the room—was it night? I got out of bed and put on my shoes, feeling a little dizzy, probably from jet lag. I saw a bronze mirror with a rhombus design on the dressing table, and shakily picked it up. Oh God, I knew God had been kind to me. The person in the mirror had beautiful phoenix eyes, a full forehead, a straight nose, and lips like pearls—in short, a stunning beauty!

More importantly, I discovered that the me in the mirror now has incredibly deep eyes. I'm not kidding, I definitely look like the kind of beauty who's shrewd and intelligent. You know, those big-breasted, brainless transmigrators often end up as playthings of royalty, and I don't want that! I stared

at myself in the mirror for a good ten minutes, feeling quite emotional. Before I transmigrated, I had a pitiful, crying face and a tiny, bean sprout-like figure—not even a fraction of my current appearance. Okay, even if God takes back my privileges someday and sends me back, I'll make the most of this time, treating this transmigration like a long-awaited vacation.

Just as I was lost in my daydreams, I heard a knock at the door. A pleasant yet somewhat authoritative voice came through: "Xiao Gui, they told me you're awake. May I come in?"

"Little devil? Little turtle?" Good heavens! This beautiful lady is stunningly gorgeous, why is her name so awful?

"Please come in." I secretly prayed that I wouldn't give anything away later; who knows what kind of background this Grand Palace Master has.

A woman entered through the door—the legendary Grand Palace Mistress. I looked up and was once again stunned.

Beautiful…wow, breathtakingly beautiful. She wasn't young, probably around 30, but her face was completely wrinkle-free. She wore a dashing white men's suit and a small golden crown, exuding an extraordinary aura. I had a vague feeling that, botanically speaking, this Grand Palace Mistress and I were sisters.

I stared at her, dumbfounded. She smiled slightly at me. Wow, her smile was like fireworks illuminating the entire room. "Little sister, you just won't listen! I told you Song Jinling wasn't so easy to get, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened! You sneaked out and tasted his pleasure. Of course, the Song family won't stand for it, so they've locked you up in the Zonghui Tower. You should have just waited patiently. You're the young master of Lanfu Palace; who can do anything to you? But you, thinking you're so good at light footwork, actually jumped from such a high building! Although you have no external injuries, you were unconscious for three days and three nights, making me, your older sister, worry to death."

Wait a minute, from this long-winded speech of the Grand Palace Master, I can still glean quite a few important clues:

This beauty in front of me is indeed my sister; my family's territory is called Fu Palace—judging from her tone, it's a very formidable organization. Me? Ha, I actually know a little light footwork. Hopefully, my martial arts skills haven't disappeared because of this transmigration.

As for the trouble my sister said I caused, I don't quite understand. What does "tasted his pleasure" mean, and that's so serious? I hope the food I eat in this wonderful fictional world isn't so strange.

"Hmm, sister," should I call her that, or should I call her Grand Palace Master? "I just woke up, my head hurts so much, don't nag me."

"Alright, alright. I knew you'd find me long-winded, but, little sister, you must stay in the palace and rest these next few days, you're not allowed to run around." She patted my head affectionately, "I know you're afraid of being bored, so..." This older sister, am I seeing things? Why is she suddenly smiling so lewdly? "So I already had the Zonghui Tower leveled, and I've also kidnapped that little bitch Song Jinling for you. Although you like new things, you've only used her once, so she's still quite palatable. She'll keep you company these next few days, and you're absolutely not allowed to leave the palace."

"..." What could I say? Even if I'm stupid, I understand now, this is a wonderful, matriarchal world.

"Big sister, I..." I don't know if my eyes are shining.

"Look how anxious you are, Xiao Gui. I'll have someone take him to your room right away. Remember, don't go out, just rest and recover. I have things to do, so you rest well and don't be naughty anymore, understand?"

"Okay." Call me Little Turtle if you want. I'm a little turtle with extremely strong adaptability.

The beautiful older sister left my room and closed the door. I sat on the chair, my heart filled with pink bubbles, a little nervous. I decided to remain calm and wait for any eventuality.

After a short while, there was a light knock on the door, and someone whispered, "Your Highness, I have something to tell you. May I come in?"

"Come in."

The person who came in was almost instantly recognizable. A thin body, small triangular eyes, and a shifty look—it was obvious he was Little Turtle Palace Master's lackey, someone who was always involved in causing trouble.

"Who is that..." I had barely opened my mouth when he leaned close to me. "Yes, what are your orders, Si Chun'er?"

"Si Chun'er." That name was easy to remember. "Tell me what you need, go ahead." "

Reporting to the Palace Master, the Grand Palace Master instructed me to bring the person to you. He's waiting outside and wanted to ask if you wanted him to come in."

"Yes! Of course." How could I not see this great contributor who helped me transmigrate and become incarnate?

"Yes, I understand. I'll bring him to your room right away. The Grand Palace Master also instructed me to..." He took a step closer to my ear. Although he didn't have bad breath, I didn't like him being so close. "The Grand Palace Master said that Song Jinling, that little bitch, is a bit too fiery. He instructed me to persuade the Little Palace Master not to harm herself because of him."

"I know." The beautiful older sister really dotes on her little turtle. However, Si Chun'er remained standing there. "What? Does the Grand Palace Master have any further instructions?"

"No, Grand Palace Master, look." He took out a delicate red porcelain bottle from his sleeve. "This is medicine that I've prepared for you, assuming it's what the Grand Palace Master intends."

"What medicine?" I didn't understand at first.

Si Chun'er misunderstood, thinking I was unhappy, and hurriedly explained, "I know that you, Grand Palace Master, are invincible and possess unparalleled skills. With just a flick of my finger, countless handsome men would rush to be with you. However, I thought that if I occasionally encountered a hypocritical and wicked woman like Song Jinling, I might as well use a little medicine on her. It would be quite interesting to see a virtuous man turn into a slut..." They kept

calling her a wicked woman, reinforcing my memory of her. Now, I was extremely curious about the legendary Song Jinling, whom I had supposedly already tasted.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Si Chun'er was about to explain the medicine's non-toxic and side-effect-free effects, but I stopped him. "Leave the medicine here, bring the person here. You, go quickly."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Si Chun'er also went out. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, "Little turtle, you're really living a comfortable life in this world. If I take advantage of your comfort today, don't blame me. I just inexplicably transmigrated."

I picked up the bottle of medicine on the table again. The bottle wasn't big, but it was quite heavy. On the dark red recessed pattern on the bottle was a dragon with its claws outstretched. I opened the stopper and smelled a strong fragrance, just like my bedding. There

was a final knock on the door. This time it must be him!

I saw three figures at the door. Two people were supporting the person in the middle.

"Young Palace Master, we've brought the person to you."

The door was opened gently, and the two servants immediately stepped aside. As for me, this was the first time I saw the "little slut" they were talking about—Song, Jin, Ling.

My left and right hands clasped tightly together. I deeply understood my past self. Damn it, if such a handsome man is called a "little slut," then I simply hope that there are no other creatures in the world besides "little sluts."

Song Jinling stood alone in the doorway, a long, thin, snow-white cloak covering his body completely. A gentle breeze blew by, and in the dim night, he possessed a delicate yet pristine beauty.

Lost in admiring his graceful figure, I hadn't yet properly examined his face. I strode to the door, took his hand, and without resistance, followed me into the room. After closing the door, I finally saw his face by candlelight. It was better not to look; his small face was streaked with tears, pearl-like drops still rolling down his cheeks.

Pink lips, a delicate nose, and his unkempt black hair, styled only in a bun, framed deep, watery eyes filled with tears. He was petite, barely reaching my lips.

I lifted his chin, forcing him to look at me. In his eyes, there was resentment, anger, and shame.

For a long time, neither of us moved, only biting our beautifully shaped lips.

He tremblingly unfastened his cloak, which fell to the ground like the last white petal. He was completely naked underneath.

His body was exposed in the candlelight, his skin as white as snow, his bones perfectly proportioned. Only his rapid breathing and the slight rise and fall of his chest betrayed his fear. I felt my own breathing become hot and rapid, though not out of fear.

He lowered his head slightly under my watchful gaze, and I saw many small tremors on his shoulders, cute and tempting at the same time.

He looked up at me with a pleading tone, as if summoning his courage: "Young Palace Master, it was Jinling's fault that night, it was all Jinling's fault. From now on, you... whatever you want me to do, I will agree to, only please keep your promise and don't hurt my mother and father." After

he finished speaking, he took a step forward, raised his arm and hooked it around my neck. I felt the smooth touch of his skin and smelled a sweet fragrance.

Although I was holding a beauty in my arms, I didn't lose my mind. I saw that Song Jinling, this little darling, had her teeth clenched and her eyes tightly closed. She looked like she was about to be slaughtered.

"Fine, you'll do whatever I say, right?"

She barely opened her eyes and nodded in humiliation. I took the aphrodisiac from the table and handed it to her coldly, saying,

"Then drink this whole bottle of medicine."

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a separate section , unrelated to the previous text)

: Having heard Song Jinling's words, I roughly understood the entanglement between the Little Turtle Palace Master and the beauty before me.

But Song Jinling's pitiful appearance greatly aroused my sadistic desires. I really wanted to see what would happen to her after taking the medicine.

Song Jinling took the bottle, stared at it, and immediately widened her eyes. The composure she had just mustered vanished instantly. He frantically backed away, dazed, and handed the bottle back to me, nearly dropping it and whimpering, "No, no, I won't take this medicine."

Song Jinling's footing faltered, landing on the soft cloak on the ground. He leaned forward, and I immediately reached out, grabbing his soft waist and pulling him into my arms. He had almost tripped and was still shaken, yet now he was held tightly in my embrace.

Why did he react so strongly to the medicine? I wondered to myself.

Song Jinling struggled, so I freed one hand and pinched his waist hard, threatening, "Don't move. If you move again, I can't guarantee what I'll do."

Song Jinling indeed stopped moving, but at such close range, his breath tickled my face like a spring breeze. I stared at him intently, and his face flushed red.

“Jinling, look at you, your face is flushed.” I leaned close to him and bit his earlobe. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Young Palace Master…” He couldn’t escape, letting out a sweet moan, “No, don’t do this.”

Seeing that the time was right, I suddenly swept him up horizontally.

Life is truly unpredictable. In my original world, how much I loved being held like this. Now, even in this world, I will make up for all my past shortcomings, resentments, and sorrows. I will make up for them all. I will make up for them thoroughly.

I threw him onto the unbelievably comfortable bed. He seemed stunned at first, but then, remembering his current situation, he hastily wrapped a sheet around himself and desperately tried to burrow deeper into the bed.

The fun of a cat-and-mouse game lies in the interaction between the cat and mouse, just like Song Jinling and me.

When he was trapped deep in the corner of the bed with nowhere to hide, I wasn’t worried at all. Like the weak, helpless, starry-eyed middle school girl on TV, no matter how much she struggled at first, she would eventually be brutally ravaged by a passing uncle (late-night TV?!). The uncle felt great. I understand my former self, the Little Turtle Palace Master. In this wonderful world, with delicious food in front of him, anyone would do the same. Who would be more cruel? Who would be more pleasure-seeking?

"Baby, let me pamper you." I pulled his delicate ankles and gently tickled his soles. He trembled and convulsed, desperately pulling at the sheets. I climbed into the big bed, deciding to take direct action, skipping the cat-and-mouse game. With my current soul, I would completely possess his body.

He was tightly held in my arms, and I thrust myself forward, pressing him hard beneath me. I roughly sealed his pink lips with mine, my tongue ravaging his mouth. He was breathless from my kiss, only soft whimpers escaping his lips… When the long kiss ended, I released my hold on his lips, leaving a long, wet, silvery trail. Song Jinling's gaze was somewhat unfocused, and his body flushed an alluring pink. The visual stimulation made me lose control, becoming even more frenzied. Like a beast with bloodshot eyes, I fiercely bit the soft skin of his shoulder. Song Jinling cried out, weakly pushing against my invasion with his arms.

I grabbed his arms, pulled them above his head, and pinched his nipple with one hand. Song Jinling began to clench his teeth and remain silent. I simply stuck out my tongue and licked his other nipple, biting as I did so. The little bean immediately hardened, its moist, coral-red color contrasting against his snow-white skin.

The stimulation seemed too intense, and Song Jinling finally couldn't help but let out soft, feline moans: "Uh...no...no...I...~"

I knew he was aroused, so I reached out my other hand to his lower body, gently caressing his penis. I squeezed my knee between his bare thighs, forcefully spreading his legs apart, exposing his genitals completely to me. I pinched his clitoris, and he groaned in pain, quickly reaching his limit. I pressed and stroked his penis back and forth, not letting go, so he couldn't release. I looked up and saw him looking at me with pleading eyes. His small, slightly swollen, red lips opened and closed.

Aside from my slightly disheveled hair, my clothes were still neat, a stark contrast to the naked Song Jinling. I didn't intend to take off my clothes; I liked the slightly humiliating and disciplining feel.

Song Jinling, however, seemed to have reached his limit. He no longer cared about shame, writhing lasciviously, trying to release himself. His slightly pouting, rosy lips were uttering incoherent pleas:

"Palace Master, Young Palace Master, ahhhhhh, ahhhhh, I, you…you let me go. Spare me. Ahhhhhh, let go."

"You want me to let you go—fine, beg me." The torment in his lower body made Song Jinling barely understand my commands. I tightened my grip on his clitoris.

"Ahhh~" He shook his head, unable to bear it any longer. "Young Master, I, I, ahhh~ I beg you."

"Beg me for what?"

"Give it to me, ah! Please, please~~ give it to me, ahhh~ no, I beg you, ahhh~ ahhh! Hands...hands, don't move."

It seems that people have become wicked since coming to this world. ^ ^ Tortured such a beautiful woman like this.

"Hehe, then I'll take pity on you and grant your wish." What a sin.

I loosened my pants slightly, pressed down on Song Jinling's already erect bud, and completely swallowed and covered it.

A tremendous pleasure shot from my tailbone to my brain at lightning speed. Song Jinling's eyes widened, staring straight up. His will seemed to vanish in an instant with that moment. He lay there with his legs wide open, letting me bounce him up and down, sending him to the peak of pleasure again and again.

I don't know how long it lasted before I finally got off Song Jinling, completely satisfied. This was the most satisfying sex I had ever had in my life.

And Song Jinling was my first trophy in this matriarchal world.

Exhausted after his final ejaculation, Song Jinling passed out, falling into a deep sleep in my arms. But I couldn't let him sleep, because there was something I needed to figure out immediately: I asked him if this time felt more pleasurable and satisfying than our first time.

Song Jinling stared at me with hazy eyes, answering between breaths, "I... there was no last time. Last time you sneaked into the Zonghui Building alone, just forced me to drink that fever-inducing drug, my mother found you, and you fell from the building. Never... never has anyone done what you did this time, doing this to me..."

I was then surprised to realize that I was the first person to possess his body!

Knowing this, and recalling our somewhat rough and unrestrained lovemaking, I couldn't help but feel tenderness for this young beauty who had just tasted the sweetness of love. I held Song Jinling in my arms, gently comforting him. Song Jinling was truly exhausted and closed her beautiful eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I saw that Song Jinling was still asleep, so I went to take a bath first. The two male servants, Xin Zi and Xin Ying, who were guarding the door, served me very familiarly. After bathing and changing, Xin Zi asked me how to settle Song Jinling. I was unaware of the usual rules in this building, so I smiled and asked them in return, "What do you think?"

Xin Ying giggled, "According to Ying, the master seems to dote on Song Jinling. He went to Zonghui Tower all by himself for him. Now that he has the beauty, why not keep him in the palace? It won't be too late to send him away when the young master gets tired of him."

His suggestion suited me perfectly: "Then you can settle him when he wakes up later." Thinking that he was still a virgin last night, I felt pity and instructed them, "Take good care of him."

"Xin Zi and Xin Ying understand. Don't worry, young master."

After changing into a new set of clothes, I felt refreshed all over. I didn't go back to my room, but instead explored the entire Lanfu Palace.

Architecturally speaking, it's a very complex and intricate enclosed building; you can't see inside from the outside, and of course, you can't know what's outside from the inside.

So I really wanted to find a chance to go out and see what the outside world was like.

3. My cronies

"I want to go out." Several male servants following me trembled at my words. Xin Ying nudged Xin Zi with her elbow, looking at the three, five, seven, or eight people behind me who all looked flustered. They didn't tell me what was wrong, and of course, even if they did, I wouldn't know; anyway, they were just being nosy.

"I want to go out!" I decided, and started to walk away. I was tripped by Xin Ying's sleeve as soon as I took a step. Damn, his attire was quite simple, how did he suddenly become so adept at maneuvering? He's really flexible.

"Little Palace Master, the Great Palace Master instructed us that you absolutely cannot be let out without her permission."

"I'm the Little Palace Master! How can you be so disrespectful? You only listen to her!"

"That's not what we meant. It's just that the Great Palace Master isn't in the building right now. If something happens to the Little Palace Master like yesterday, we won't be able to explain ourselves. If the Little Palace Master insists on leaving, then please grant us death." The group in front of me suddenly knelt on the ground, threatening suicide—this kind of thing is so outdated. I remembered a line from a movie: "In my eyes, they're just a bunch of good-for-nothings."

It's said that I, no, Little Turtle Palace Master, have some martial arts skills. So, I flicked someone's sleeve, casually tensed my energy in the legendary dantian area, and gently lifted my foot—one, two… oh my god! I really flew up!!!

But I didn't know how to change direction. I recalled the last Spring Festival Gala, where a pig that couldn't think straight crashed into a tree at xxx speed per second.

From a god's-eye view, Yingzi, the little turtle, dressed in white, ethereal and graceful, was using her incredibly skillful lightness technique to hurtle towards a large tree at breakneck speed.

But at least she was out of the way. Aside from a circle of trees, Lanfulou, which had been built on a high, open field, was now blooming with flowers as vibrant and beautiful as those in Holland.

It seemed I had descended the mountain. There was a not-so-small town at the foot of the mountain; my experience of the world would begin now.

The town looked close, but it was actually quite far. I dared not use my unorthodox lightness technique again. I had to walk.

I arrived in the town at dusk. Night had fallen. The town itself wasn't particularly remarkable, much like the ancient scenes in TV dramas. The people were dressed very simply; none of them were dressed in white like me, probably because they couldn't pull off that kind of elegance.

I was hungry.

Just as I started to feel hungry, I saw a very nice restaurant, the largest chain of restaurants in ancient times, Yue Lai Inn.

This is it. Coming in, at least there'll be the traditional "two catties of beef" and "a few steamed buns"—a rather vague food offering. We martial arts people aren't too picky about food.

I stepped inside. The waitress was a neatly dressed young girl in a short-sleeved shirt. She looked at me like I was a ghost.

"Little Palace Master!" Um, should I recognize her?

"~ Ah." I mumbled an answer. The girl vigorously wiped the bench and table for me.

"You haven't been here in a while, the usual?"

"Okay, the usual."

I thought the girl would serve me some good wine and food, but instead, she took off her apron, went into the inner room to change her clothes, and then pulled me out. Where is she taking me?

Just as I was pondering this, a delicate-looking man came out, clinging to a pillar, looking reluctant. Although not as beautiful as Song Jinling, he was clean and pleasant to look at.

When the girl saw him come out, she quickly walked up to him and said, "Didn't I say I'd be back tonight? What are you doing out here? Go back now and listen to me!"

When the man saw her harsh words, tears slowly welled up in his eyes: "Ah Bai, don't go to those kinds of places to have fun. I... I don't want you to go."

"I told you it wasn't true, don't worry, don't worry." The girl called Ah Bai gently kissed the man's thin eyelids, making him smile.

Ah Bai turned and walked up to me, giving me a troubled look. I knowingly pursed my lips.

Following Ah Bai out of the inn, my stomach rumbled even louder. I couldn't help but say, "Ah Bai, um..."

This damn woman looked at me like I was from Mars, then almost burst out laughing, "Hahaha, you, you called me Ah Bai, how disgusting, like you call Cui'er, hahahaha..."

"..." Better to say less.

I followed behind this "Ah Bai." After waiting a while and not getting a response from me, she turned around and looked at me with surprise, touching my forehead: "Something's not right, Xiao Gui. Have you been locked up by your older sister for too long and lost your mind?"

"Well, it's a long story." Luckily, just when I was about to go crazy from hunger, we stopped in front of a "big" restaurant. The sign was five strings of red lanterns, and the restaurant was called "Five Strings of Lanterns."

The manager was a man in his forties or fifties. As soon as he saw us, he immediately greeted us with super-attentive and disgusting manners. Ah Bai said, "Same place, same rules." So we went to a private room, and after we sat down, the dishes were served one after another. Ah Bai said, "Today, I don't want any male waiters or singers. I want to properly interrogate you about Song Jinling."

She knew about this too? Judging from this, Ah Bai must be a friend of Xiao Gui. I might as well ask her.

So I simply told her that I had lost my memory after falling from that building and couldn't remember anything.

Her eyes widened, and her mouth could fit an egg. "You...you...you...you don't remember any of it."

I nodded firmly.

She suddenly grabbed my left wrist and burst into laughter: "You lied to me again! You clearly have a horizontal line on your hand. Yesterday you were clearly having a good time with Song Jinling...Xiao Gui, that's not fair! You value him so much, but none of us wanted to have fun with you."

"What? What?" I couldn't understand what she was saying at all. "I really don't remember. What are you talking about? Ah Bai?"

As soon as she heard me call her Ah Bai, she was about to roll around laughing. "Stop pretending! You're making me laugh until my stomach hurts."

"I really! I really don't remember!!!" I slammed my hand on the table. The corner of the table

shattered. "

Damn, do I have to pay for this?!

" "Xiao Gui, Xiao Gui, we're sisters, don't get so worked up. You say you don't remember, but you clearly have horizontal lines on your hand. How can I believe you?"

"Um... first of all, do we not have to pay for the table?"

"Hahahaha, you're such a good actor. I think you're so cute today. We should let Xiao Peng and Xiao Yu see that our Boss Gui is actually worried about not being able to afford to pay for a table... hahaha..."

I habitually rubbed my forehead, waiting for her to finish laughing. Before transmigrating, I wore glasses, but after transmigrating, I don't need them anymore. That's great.

Xiao Bai saw that I wasn't talking and thought I was angry. She nudged my shoulder. "Boss Gui, you're not angry over this, are you? Don't be so petty. You're just so funny today."

"I..." I felt a little helpless. "I really can't remember. I don't know anything. What do I have to do for you to believe me?"

Xiao Bai then became serious, or maybe she was just pretending to be serious. "Really? You really can't remember."

"You don't remember all the fun things the four of us did?"

I shook my head.

"You're not lying to me?"

I shook my head again.

"No, I almost fell for it. I don't remember. You definitely played with a man last night, you can't deny that. As long as Xiao Gui knows you can do this, there's no problem." "

I did spend the night with Song Jinling last night, but all I know is that he's Song Jinling, I don't remember anything else."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you..." Xiao Bai pretended to hit me, "You really make me envious. How was it?"

"Uh...it was indeed wonderful." I remembered Song Jinling's chaotic and lewd appearance. No, I'm getting off-topic.

"Tell me, who am I? Who is he? Who are you?"

"You're a lecherous man, he's a famous beauty, and I, naturally, am someone who shares your tastes."

"That's not the same thing."

"Ah...no, Xiaobai, right? I can't remember anything, it's really painful! Help me think, maybe then I'll remember everything. Please!"

"Alright, if you want me to tell you about your romantic history, I'll grant your wish!"

"You are the young mistress of Lanfu Tower. You grew up without parents and lived with your older sister..." Xiaobai started talking about interesting topics. I tried my best to remember.

==========Two hours passed, and Xiaobai was already parched.==========I felt like I was dreaming, and my face turned red.

In summary, in this world, there are many sects, it's very complicated. I have a noble status, but in reality, I'm a mediocre martial arts master with extremely high lightness skills—a petty thief, a herb-gathering bandit who loves to sneak into the rooms of respectable handsome men in the dark to do some fun. In

this world, once a virgin man is slept with by a woman, the woman will have a red line on her left wrist the next day. I've heard that the most extreme time I did was when I walked around with four red lines of varying shades.

Because in this world, it's incredibly prestigious for a woman to frequently possess virgin men. A

man who has lost his virginity is worth almost nothing; if he doesn't marry the woman, he's likely to become the lowest of slaves.

A woman is forbidden from marrying men with a three-figure salary.

Heavens above, how similar this world's social system is to that evil old society, only with the gender roles reversed. I even suspect this parallel world was formed from the resentment of oppressed women over thousands of years.

Wow, little turtle, I never expected you to be so crazy.

Xiaobai, two other people, and I are good friends; the four of us often team up for fun.

Stephen Chow once played a rather sleazy Tang Bohu. I asked Xiaobai if we were known as the 'Four Great Talented Women,' and Xiaobai laughed, 'Don't you remember all of that?'

Wow.

Xiao Bai has recently become infatuated with the demure and pretty A Cui, and is working at the Yue Lai Inn while hiding her true identity. According to her, it's quite a wild experience.

Finally, in this world, A Bai, A Lu, A Hua… these "A"s are specific terms of address used by men to address women. Over.

Xiao Bai concluded, "Xiao Gui, it's getting late, you should go back too. After all, Song Jinling is a stunning beauty, you should change your heartless nature. It took so much effort to get her, and she just runs away after she's done. Even as a woman, I feel sorry for her. Listen to me, you can just marry her. Your Ying family has so many people who can support her, but she's all alone now. Just treat her like a kitten or puppy.

" "Xiao Bai…" I was somewhat grateful that she told me all this, regardless of whether I truly had no memory.

"I should head back too. Xiao Cui's never seen the world; if she knew how much I spend, she wouldn't be able to handle it."

We parted ways at the shop entrance. No one made me pay for the table. Xiao Bai smiled and said, "This shop belongs to the Ying family."

I didn't care if I bumped into a tree; I tried my best to practice my light-footed skills. It was late at night when I got back to Lanfu Tower.

Several waiting male servants were standing at the door. I asked if the Grand Mistress had returned. Fortunately, she hadn't. Perhaps because the Little Mistress often ran away before, they didn't say much.

I stood in the building and saw my room; the light was still on. I walked step by step to the door, and just as I was about to push it open, I noticed

a crimson line on my wrist, gradually fading. A promise is worth

a thousand pieces of gold (Part 1)

I looked at my wrist; this fading red line represented the most important experience in a man's life.

So precious, yet so cheap.

Little White had just told me that my predecessor had once possessed four innocent men in one night. And even boasted about it—it seemed really excessive.

Little turtle, little turtle, is it because you were too satisfied, enjoyed too much, that God took your soul?

Why did God send me here? I don't understand, but God always has his reasons. Since I'm here, there's no reason not to accept it.

I changed my action of pushing the door open to knocking.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Who is it?" Who else could it be? Me, of course.

"Ahem, um, it's me. Are you asleep?" Suddenly, I felt a little awkward.

There was no sound for a long time. Then the door opened.

I pushed open the door and went in. Although it was my room, I had only arrived yesterday, so it felt completely unfamiliar. Song Jinling stood there, his head slightly lowered. I could see a few red marks on his neck. He was dressed very thinly, in a silver satin shirt and trousers, embroidered with gold thread. The cool colors, combined with the few candles lit in the room, made his face appear pale.

"Jinling." I placed my hand on his shoulder. He didn't flinch, but his whole body trembled slightly. Through the fabric, his body lacked warmth; it was very cold.

"Jinling..." He lowered his head even further.

I guessed he was afraid of me.

"Jinling." I patiently and gently lifted his chin. In his clear, autumn-water-like eyes, I saw a submissive look of someone who had lost all hope.

He spoke slowly and methodically, his pink lips and fragrant breath captivating me: "The people in the palace say you killed my parents. I can't fight you, and I can't avenge them, but... but you can't expect me, Song Jinling, to sleep with my enemy..." He finished speaking, then abruptly turned his face away from my grasp and violently rammed his head against a pillar in the room... "No!"

I instantly realized he was using this violent method to tell me I was wrong! Terribly wrong! I had insulted his beauty, trampled on his dignity and everything. I tried to grab him, but only managed to grasp his sleeve, its slippery texture a relief. Thankfully, I managed to pull him back. He only slammed into the pillar, not with his brains splattered.

Song Jinling fainted in my arms. I called Xin Zi and Xin Ying, and the palace doctor quickly came to see him. He wasn't seriously injured, except for a small bump the size of a coin on his forehead.

Xin Zi was taking care of him. I pulled Xin Ying outside and asked sternly, "Xin Ying, who said I killed Song Jinling's family? Didn't I tell you to take good care of him? How could this happen?"

"Master, it's true, it was indeed you who ordered the destruction of the entire Zonghui Tower."

"Nonsense! When did I say such a thing?"

"When you fell from the Zonghui Tower, the Grand Palace Master rushed to save you. Before you lost consciousness, you personally told the Grand Palace Master, 'Eldest sister, no matter what, you must level the Zonghui Tower.' The Grand Palace Master did as you instructed."

"..."

I was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

"Alright, you can leave now." I waved him away.

I am his father and mother's killer. How could Song Jinling not hate me?

Little Turtle, you bastard, how could you be so cruel and arrogant! You went to someone's house first, then harassed their son, and finally even killed their family.

Killing is one thing, but this is too much.

What's worse, I unknowingly became an accomplice of Little Turtle, helping him fulfill his 'last wish' of eating Song Jinling. How could I do such a thing?

I paced back and forth outside the room. Just then, Xinying came out and said that he was awake.

How could I have the face to go back inside? I instructed Xinying and the others to stay by his side at all times, to make sure he didn't do anything rash or upset him.

We spent the night in the guest room. The bed in the guest room was much smaller, really.

Nothing happened that night, and I couldn't sleep at all.

The more I couldn't sleep, the more I thought about it. Song Jinling's actions last night were not willing at all. He was so upset and aggrieved because he thought that as long as he obeyed, he could save his parents' lives.

The next few days were very frustrating. The Grand Palace Master hadn't returned, and for the time being, I was in charge of everything. After Song Jinling woke up, he didn't try to kill himself anymore, but he was like a boneless monster, completely disoriented, unable to eat or drink, his face was sallow, his lips were cracked, and he was always staring blankly. It was heartbreaking to see.

Feeding him myself would have the opposite effect; the moment he saw me, he seemed determined to scoop out everything he'd eaten the day before.

I couldn't take it anymore and asked him what it would take for him to forgive me and eat properly. With his eyes closed, he only said one sentence: "

Bury my parents, let me go.

" The first part was fine, but the second part—letting him go now was like throwing a wingless moth into a downpour. I definitely couldn't agree. Seeing my silence, he turned away and ignored me.

While I was completely lost, the Grand Palace Mistress returned.

I felt a little resentment towards my older sister because she was too ruthless. She shouldn't have just done whatever Little Turtle said; she spoiled him too much. Even if she was heartbroken and in a fit of rage, she shouldn't have killed the entire family.

My sister came downstairs with two men in purple robes, her voice filled with laughter. The two men flanked her like puppets.

Only when they got closer did I see that the two men wore thick black iron collars around their necks, stained with blood. My sister held the chains in both hands, like walking a dog. The two men, their faces streaked with tears, wore thin purple robes, shivering from the cold.

"Little Gui, I defeated Valley Master Li in Lizhen Huai Valley this time. These are her two sons. I'll give you one. You choose first!"

"..." I was practically furious.

"I don't want either of them!"

"Little Gui?" My sister looked at me in surprise. "What's wrong with you? Do you want both? Little sister, you're so greedy. But it doesn't matter. I heard you've been staying obediently in the building lately, so it's fine to give them to you."

My sister then pushed the two men toward me. I pushed them away, but I used too much force, and the two men, as fragile as lanterns, fell to the ground.

"I said I don't want it!"

"What's wrong with you? Xiao Gui, are you blaming your sister for not letting you go out?"

"Sister, what do you take them for? Dogs or toys?"

"Toys," my sister said casually. "Didn't you say that sisterhood is more precious than gold, and men are like rags?"

"I...I...did I say that?"

"Xiao Gui, are you really not sick? You seem a bit off. Did you fall down the stairs too often, or did you break something?" My sister came over and gently patted my head. I felt powerless. I don't think I can change this outlook on life and values anytime soon. I can only try my best to make amends to Song Jinling.

"Sister, um, I want the corpse of the Master of Zonghui Tower, that is, Jinling's parents. Can you give it to me?"

My older sister looked troubled. "Xiao Gui, don't be so cruel. Although I didn't kill everyone in the Song family as you wanted, I had my reasons. Zonghui Tower had some foundation before, and I haven't found out the Song family's accumulated wealth over generations. You know it costs a lot for the tower to fight once. We need to be mindful of our finances. Once I find out the location of the Song family's treasure, you can kill those people as you please. Xiao Gui, you have to understand your sister. Don't be so willful..."

and so on and so forth...

"Sister, do you mean? Song Jinling's parents are still alive?"

"Yes, but I did raze Zonghui Tower. Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. You can't mess around, and you can't sneak into the dungeon in the middle of the night and kill them."

"Really alive?"

"Really."

"Hahahaha..." I laughed lewdly.

"Little sister, little sister, are you alright?"

"Sister, you are truly the best sister in the world." I picked up my sister and gave her a kiss.

"What's wrong with this child?"

"Sister, promise me, don't hurt Song Jinling's parents, don't torture them." His eyes were sparkling.

"..." Although my sister didn't understand, she nodded. "This child, I really don't know what you're going to do. I promise you."

"Sister, you're so kind, giving you both beauties, have fun tonight~" I had already rushed to my room.

Excitedly pushing open the door, "Jinling, I have some good news for you..."

I saw him hanging his clothes and belt from the rafters, tied into a knot. When he saw me come in, he hurriedly crawled into the noose and kicked over a stool.

Damn

, suicide.

Crying, making a scene, threatening to hang himself.

Don't scare me like that. I'm new here, and it's already difficult enough to adapt to life here.

The last thing Song Jinling saw before he left this world was me. He's in such a hurry to die, he's really not giving me any face.

I leaped beneath him, but didn't immediately save him. I silently counted to three in my mind, enough to let him know what hanging felt like. I crouched down, arching my back, to become his footstool.

His feet desperately tried to reach solid ground, so he slammed his foot heavily onto my neck. Damn.

I pushed upwards again, and he was freed from the noose. Just as Song Jinling was about to fall, I scooped him up and tossed him onto the bed.

I stood by the bed, coldly watching him cough violently, then vomit by the bedside. He hadn't eaten for so long that he could barely vomit anything but bile.

Thankfully, he hadn't been hanging for too long, or his face would have swelled up. But his current state was enough to give me a good look: his clothes hung loosely on his body because they weren't belted, a casual display of his cleavage, half-revealing his nipples, his cheeks flushed from coughing, and of course, he coughed so hard that tears welled up in his large, watery eyes like pear blossoms in the rain. Most importantly, he had just been on the brink of death and was already struggling to survive, so all of this was an unintentional display of his charm.

My body began to burn, growing hotter and hotter. If I didn't act recklessly now, I would be letting down the people and the Party.

Only in this way could I make him submit to me, no matter where his family was, he could only belong to me, alone.

I unbuckled my belt and tied his arms behind his back, then quickly stripped off his clothes. Song Jinling was unable to move, like a fish out of water, and I was the cleaver used to scale and gut him.

When I pressed down heavily on him, Song Jinling just stared wide-eyed helplessly. As he thought about what I was about to do, he uttered a cry of utter despair: "Father, Father...save me!" Unlike that night, he thought his loved ones were no longer in this world, so he had no attachments and only wanted to die. His futile struggles seemed so desperate and painful.

Unfortunately, he couldn't die. Although his body was weak, his reactions were normal.

I spread his thighs, tasting and licking the delicate skin behind his knees. Then, slowly, I used the tip of my tongue to trace a path upwards. I licked very slowly, extremely slowly. The higher I went, the more tender his skin became. I heard him gasping for breath and almost suppressed sobs. Looking up, I saw that his lower body had indeed changed. Gently awaiting my tenderness, I didn't immediately reach his core. Instead, I bit hard on his inner thigh. Song Jinling couldn't bear the pain and finally let out a long cry. "

Ah

...

“You want to die? Fine, I’ll fuck you to death today.” I felt ready, and with a thrust, I completely engulfed his penis. I began to move rhythmically up and down, each stroke deep and heavy… The water clock in the room, used for timing, dripped slowly, I don’t know how much time had passed. “No…no…” Song Jinling was nearly exhausted from the torture, cold sweat making his black hair stick slickly to his forehead. “Spare me, I’m going to die, I can’t die…ah, please don’t, I won’t die, I…ah…” He pleaded incoherently, his movements disoriented. “Huff, huff, tell me, say whatever I say! Not a single word can be wrong!” I said as I thrust. “~Ah~Ah~I~~I know~you~~slow~~slow, so fast, ah~” “Say it, I am Song Jinling~” “Waaah~I am Song Jinling~uh~~” “I, Song Jinling, hereby swear that I am willing to serve Palace Master Xiaogui, and that my body and soul belong to Palace Master Xiaogui alone, um~~um~~Say it! Say it quickly! ” “ Say it, I will not die easily, I will not give up my life. Say it!~” “I~~I, Song Jinling~ah~~, it hurts~~, I, Song Jinling, swear~my body and soul~belong to Palace Master Xiaogui. I will not die~~I will not die easily~~ahh ... I took his hand and gently untied his bound wrists. "Jinling, I want to tell you, your parents are not dead. But I will never use them to blackmail you again. I will treat you well and take care of them. I want you. So, I want to marry you. I want you to be my woman, Ying Zigui's woman... Jinling, will you marry me?" Song Jinling looked at me as if he didn't understand. I secretly worried that I had gone too far again. I watched as his tears welled up again, large drops rolling onto the bedding. My heart tightened for no reason and pounded.

Finally, Song Jinling reached out and slowly touched my back, then hugged me tightly as if to confirm. He didn't say anything, just gently closed his tearful eyes and offered his lips to me like a sacrifice.

I lowered my head and lightly kissed his soft lips, a shallow kiss, yet incredibly sweet, as if it were our first kiss, even with a touch of nervousness.

I smiled. Although the order of things was a little reversed between Song Jinling and me, it wasn't bad at all. So I kissed him again, and it still felt good. Song Jinling didn't refuse again, obediently opening his mouth slightly to receive my kiss.

I held him as we fell asleep, feeling completely at ease. Like a small boat docked in harbor, the warmth of home.

The next day, we woke up when the sun was high in the sky. Although Song Jinling still looked frightened when he first opened his eyes, he seemed to remember my promise from the night before, and a sweet smile spread across his lips.

He was weak and unable to move, so I carefully dressed him and put on his underwear. I noticed that the bite marks on his thighs were swollen. I cursed myself for being a beast and gently touched them. He was startled by the touch, feeling both ashamed and confused, and tried to block me with his hands. I laughed and said, "Last night, I lost my temper and hurt you. I'm sorry. I'll have the palace doctor apply medicine for you right away."

I stood up to leave, but he grabbed my sleeve tightly and said, "No, don't go—" His face turned bright red. "How can I let others see this place?"

"You can't let others see it, only me, right?" I liked seeing him like this.

"You...you...you..." He stammered for a long time, probably trying to find the right word to scold me. Seeing me staring straight at his thighs, he immediately covered himself with the blanket. After a while, he asked me, "Can...can you take me to take a bath?"

"Sure, of course, I'll take you to take a bath right now. After we're done, I'll take you to see your parents."

"Really? You, you're willing to let me see my parents?" He was overjoyed.

"Of course it's true, but what did you call me? If you call me 'you,' I won't take you."

He knew what I meant, so he lowered his head and softly called out, "Sister Gui~"

Oh, it was heavenly! I couldn't help but cup his face and give him another passionate kiss.

I carried him, blanket and all, to the bathing room behind the house.

Along the way, we encountered palace servants, both familiar and unfamiliar. Song Jinling knew he couldn't break free, so he simply clung tightly to my neck, burying his head deeply in my chest like an ostrich.

As I passed by my sister's room, she came out looking smug. I patted Song Jinling's bottom and told her I wanted to marry him. Then I strode away.

[The End]

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