A fallen military family

Lying in bed, Chu Jin's hand never left Xin Yue's soft, delicate nipple before he quickly fell asleep.
This dream plunged Chu Jin into panic; he discovered he couldn't interact with anyone in this dream. He was like a camera, fixed in one place, watching another Chu Jin grow up little by little, until finally committing suicide by poison in the room where he and Xin Yue had their relationship.

Chu Jin's family, the Chu family, was a military family in the Sheng Yan Empire whose later years were extremely tragic. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were all loyal martyrs. At the beginning of the empire's establishment, they were granted the title of king for their outstanding military achievements, and it was a hereditary title, though without land. After a long period of succession, including Chu Jin, starting from his grandfather's generation, the Chu family had gradually declined, and until Chu Jin's generation, it was a single-lineage successor.

Three years ago, when Chu Tiangang led his troops across the treacherous mountains to train, a landslide occurred, and Chu Jin became the last member of the Chu family who held the empire's hopes. Now, the Tianlun Continent is divided into three kingdoms, and the Shengyan Empire is rife with factions. They've all forgotten how hard-won this peaceful era was, their minds less on governing and more focused on gaining power and wealth.

With no war, military pay is dwindling year after year. Skilled generals are either retiring or indulging in pleasure, drawing their salaries from the court while remaining indifferent to the affairs of the army. Some generals have even joined the court's factional struggles.

The Chu family has had three generations of single-line succession. By Chu Jin's generation, unable to learn martial arts, inherit the Chu family's spear techniques, or become a general, even fewer people are willing to associate with him. By Chu Jin's generation, besides the throne, Chu Jin can't even hold onto military power. After Chu Tiangang's death, the Chu family's influence in the Shengyan Empire plummeted.

After Chu Tiangang's death, Chu Jin threw himself into the arduous task of passing on the Chu family's traditional spear technique. He practiced until he was awake and slept until he was exhausted, rarely venturing out throughout the year. Even the current emperor, upon learning of this, personally visited the Chu family to try and comfort Chu Jin. Whether it was a mere formality or genuine concern for Chu Jin, the emperor's actions gave the Chu family, which was in dire straits, a chance to breathe. At least the Chu family remained in the emperor's heart, and Chu Jin's title and life were preserved.

Everyone envied the Chu family, but they deliberately ignored the desolate scene of white silk being used to mourn the Chu family after a great battle when the family was at its peak. Chu Jin felt deeply resentful about this. Every time he went out, he heard gossip everywhere. Because he couldn't practice martial arts, and was the only son of the Chu family, the only person with the surname Chu in the entire Chu royal mansion, he couldn't lead troops but inherited the title, enjoying wealth and honor without ever going to the battlefield.

The humiliating and contemptuous words reached Chu Jin's ears, and finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and chose to commit suicide by poison.
"Idiot!" Seeing that Chu Jin, who shared the same name as him, had actually abandoned his royal title and chosen to commit suicide by poison to prove to the world that he was also a man, was simply too childish.

In Chu Jin's view as an observer, a strong nation was not just about military strength.

"Jin'er, His Majesty summons you. Quickly rise and enter the palace to meet him." Chu Jin lay on the bed, although he made a brief two-word judgment on the other Chu Jin in his mind, tears were streaming down his face uncontrollably. Tears blurred his vision, and suddenly a deep, magnetic voice came from outside the door.

Chu Jin recognized this voice. It was the current emperor's sister, Yan Yaxin, who was also Chu Jin's stepmother. She and his father, Chu Tiangang, were a couple in name only. This was the imperial family's way of binding the Chu family. However, his grandfather and father were too devoted to his grandmother and mother, so even if the emperor knew, he would just treat it as a routine matter and send his sister to the Chu family, and that would be enough. This move could prevent the Chu family from having any disloyal intentions, and it also made the Chu family understand that the imperial court and the Chu family were actually one family.
"This isn't a dream!" Chu Jin suddenly woke up. He wasn't unfamiliar with dreams, but this one was clearly very different from his usual ones.

"Jin'er? The audience with the Emperor can't be delayed," his second aunt continued gently, urging him on. Chu Jin quickly responded. At this moment, Xin Yue also woke up. Chu Jin pressed her down, making her lie still. Then, glancing at the messy bed, he felt immense regret.

Not regret for giving his virginity to a maid, but regret for not fully appreciating the experience.
He kissed Xin Yue's tender nipple and instructed, "You're not in a good condition to get out of bed right now. I'll have someone bring you food. Just lie there peacefully. I have to go see the Emperor." With that, Chu Jin

used his extra memories to find a magnificent court robe, but after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't figure out how to put it on. Seeing this, Xin Yue quickly got up and went behind Chu Jin to help him dress.

After getting dressed, Chu Jin turned around and saw Xin Yue kneeling naked on the ground, putting his shoes on for him. A pang of pain shot through Chu Jin's heart, especially when he saw the bloodstains on her thighs. He quickly pulled her into his arms and carried her back to bed.
After covering her with the blanket, Wang Wen reached under the covers and fondled her breasts, smiling, "I'll forgive you this time. If you dare disobey me again, see how I deal with you."

"Mmm...no, I won't dare, I won't dare again. Your Highness, please come back quickly." Chu Jin said, giving her a sudden squeeze, and Xin Yue immediately closed her eyes and moaned comfortably.

He kissed Xin Yue on the lips before leaving the room, his mind heavy with worry. This trip probably wouldn't end well. The court was currently facing the selection of the crown prince, and he suspected he'd been assassinated.

Pushing open the door, Chu Jin glanced at his second wife outside. He had no mood to appreciate beautiful women; he was still sorting through his chaotic thoughts as he rode in the carriage.

This wasn't a dream, not only was it not a dream, but he was also a fifteen-year-old prince. Whether this was a good thing or a bad thing was unclear. At least the prince no longer had to work for others, live in cheap rental rooms, and constantly complain about no beautiful women being interested in him, leading a miserable nine-to-five life.

However, even with his princely status, the decline of the Chu family made Chu Jin feel that someone wanted to kick the Chu family out of the core of power in the capital, and that he might even be assassinated by his family's mortal enemies on the battlefield.

Upon arriving at the palace gates, before getting out of the carriage, his second aunt gently patted Chu Jin's shoulder, comforting him, "Jin'er, don't worry, your second aunt will stand up for you."

Chu Jin forced a smile. He didn't even glance at Yan Yaxin before getting off the carriage and hurrying towards the court.
The court was solemn. Chu Jin stood near the front. Although only fifteen years old, he was already 1.8 meters tall, with a sturdy build, but his facial features resembled those of a weak scholar. Some ministers had joked before the formal court session that he should stand in the ranks of the civil officials. Chu Jin didn't take it seriously; he simply lowered his head and quietly waited for the emperor to begin his court session.

After the Emperor arrived and paid his respects, the atmosphere in the court instantly became tense, but the three princes remained calm.

After dealing with some controversial official documents, the Emperor finally addressed the issues of bestowing a princely title upon Chu Jin and arranging training for the three princes. According to custom, these princes would be granted fiefdoms by the Emperor, and then each would manage their own fiefdom; whoever managed their fiefdom best would inherit the throne. For Chu Jin, the bestowal of the title was merely a formality, a perfunctory gesture.

Chu Jin had just breathed a sigh of relief when one of the civil officials, who had always been at odds with Chu Tiangang, stepped forward: "Your Majesty, the Chu family is known for its loyalty and bravery. Although Chu Jin is still young, I have heard that he is diligently practicing martial arts at home. This unwavering loyalty is a testament to the Chu family's legacy, and I greatly admire him. Although Chu Jin is no longer able to lead troops, his patriotic fervor remains unfulfilled, which I find deeply regrettable."

Yan Jin, not one to miss a single word in the court, was displeased that his trusted minister was holding a grudge against a young man. However, he didn't say so openly and simply went along with his words. He asked, "Oh? I wonder what suggestions you have, Uncle Zhong? As for the child, encouragement is fine, but don't destroy the last hope of the Chu family. Chu Jin is the child of the Chu family and also my child. I can't let Tian Gang leave and still worry about Jin'er. Besides, I can't let the people and the soldiers feel disheartened."

Wen Shuzhong hurriedly bowed and replied, "Your Majesty is too kind. In governing the country and ensuring its stability, Wen Jin is clearly lacking in ability, but he can practice governance. This way, he can have a place to use his talents and continue the glory of the Chu family. What do you think?"

Chu Jin still didn't interrupt, but in his heart, he had already cursed Wen Shuzhong's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Continue." Yan Jin also felt that Wen Shuzhong was right. Chu Jin was, after all, a king, and a king from a military family at that. If he was useless, the Chu family would lose face in the Sheng Yan Empire, and even the royal family would be despised by the other two great empires.

"Simple, Chu Jin can replace the eldest prince in managing that fertile territory outside the Sunset Mountains, or simply give it to him as a fiefdom, that way..." Wen Shuzhong had barely begun when everyone understood his meaning; he intended to exile Chu Jin.

Before Chu Jin could speak, Yan Yaxin stepped forward and said, "Prime Minister Wen, Jin'er is only fifteen. You're sending him to such a barbaric place? Do you think I, his stepmother, don't know how the previous lords sent there by the court died? The land is fertile, that's true, but what kind of people are there? Don't you know? Sending a fifteen-year-old boy to shoulder such a burden, you..."

"Royal sister!" Yan Jin frowned, a faint air of authority pressing down on him. Yan Yaxin bowed and retreated.
Seeing his sister leave, Yan Jin then looked at Wen Shuzhong, urging him to continue.

"The princess is right, it was Uncle Zhong's oversight. But..."

Just as Wen Shuzhong was about to explain, Chu Jin stepped forward: "Your Majesty, Jin'er also thinks Uncle Zhong is right. I come from a family of military generals. The people of Sunset Mountain may be fierce, and there may be packs of ferocious beasts, but I want to prove to the world that it's not only swords and spears that can accomplish great things. To govern a country and ensure its peace, internal troubles must be eliminated so that the soldiers guarding the borders can be free from worries. Jin'er is willing to give it a try."

Whoosh! Everyone turned to look at Chu Jin. What was this all about? They all knew that Wen Shuzhong was doing this to kick the Chu family out, so that the eldest prince could naturally take over military power. Given the current state of the imperial army's laxity, if the eldest prince could revitalize the military, he would be the successor to the Chu family. Controlling more than half of the empire's elite troops and having countless capable subordinates, half the throne would already be his.

In the past, the Chu family had always been neutral, never favoring either side, and only obeying the Emperor's orders. Why had they suddenly chosen to abandon them, especially since the Emperor had indicated he would protect Chu Jin?

"Alas, Jin'er, I know you feel wronged. Since you're weary, I'll go along with it. But remember, you will always have a home here. Yue Fengqi of Xiling, listen to my command: send men to garrison the Sunset Mountains. If there's any disturbance, execute anyone who might threaten Chu Jin without question, until Jin'er allows you to leave before you can lead your troops out of Nanshu Pass. Furthermore, the area from the Sunset Mountains all the way to Nanshu Pass, the first natural barrier in the western frontier, is Jin'er's territory. I hereby bestow upon Jin'er the title of Prince Xu. As the sun rises in the east, I await the Chu family's triumphant return. Alright, I'm tired too. We'll discuss other matters later." With each order issued, the people in the court truly understood the meaning of imperial grace. The Chu family was far more important to Yan Jin than they had imagined.

Yan Jin hadn't expected Wen Shuzhong to think of letting the eldest prince seize military power. He needed time to consider it carefully; he wasn't prepared for this yet.

After Chu Jin left the court with the other ministers, he and Yan Yaxin returned to the carriage.

"Jin'er, how can we go to a place like that? Do you know how rampant the bandits are there? It's right next to the Sunset Mountains. Even with the advantage of the terrain, the court can't wipe them out. Those villains will just disappear into the Sunset Mountains; we can't chase them even if we want to." "

Sigh, I don't want to either."

"Then why do you still want to?"

"I need to pee. Heaven knows why His Majesty suddenly summoned me to the palace. I haven't even had a chance to relieve myself before you're rushing me out." Chu Jin's legs were pressed together. Yan Yaxin suddenly pictured Chu Jin's naked body in her mind. She couldn't control herself and abruptly took a small pot from under the seat and handed it to Chu Jin.

"No, no, this isn't appropriate." Chu Jin covered his crotch with one hand and shook his head.

Seeing Chu Jin's shy expression, Yan Yaxin felt an even stronger urge to seduce him. She placed the chamber pot in front of him and said, "Tch, I used to bathe you in the palace all the time when you were little. It's not like I haven't seen it before. Do you want it?"

"No." Chu Jin refused without hesitation.

"Shh shh shh shh..." Yan Yaxin wasn't in a hurry. She took the chamber pot back and made shh sounds.
"Second Madam, you've gone too far."

"Shh shh shh..."

"You!"

"Shh shh shh..."

"You win, give it to me." Chu Jin couldn't hold it in any longer and tried to snatch the chamber pot from her hand, but she quickly pulled it back.

Yan Yaxin glanced at Chu Jin with amusement, gently lifted the lid of the chamber pot, and looked at Chu Jin triumphantly, saying, "What kind of place is the palace? What kind of awful things haven't I seen? What's there to hide from?"

"Damn it, whatever." Chu Jin couldn't hold it in any longer. He loosened his belt, and his huge member bounced directly onto Yan Yaxin's face.

Chu Jin looked embarrassed and quickly adjusted his aim. With his bladder relieved, Chu Jin closed his eyes, oblivious to Yan Yaxin's glazed eyes as she stared at his penis. Just as the whooshing sound came from within the carriage, and Chu Jin was feeling a surge of pleasure, he suddenly felt his penis being grabbed.

Startled, he felt the carriage lurch, and his penis, in its trajectory, slid towards Yan Yaxin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Chu Jin stammered, not realizing that his hand had landed squarely on Yan Yaxin's mature breasts as he fell. This caused Yan Yaxin to tremble and go limp.

Yan Yaxin's face was covered in Chu Jin's spray, and her warm breath made the now-conscious Chu Jin feel an unbearable itch.

Yan Yaxin rolled her eyes at Chu Jin, ignoring Chu Jin's embarrassment, and grabbed Chu Jin's penis, pointing it at the urinal. "You little rascal, you always liked to bully your older sister when you were little. Now that your older sister is old, I've become your stepmother. Sigh, I am old. You used to always cling to me, but now I hardly see you except when we're eating."
"Stepmother, you're only thirty, how can you say I'm old? But if you don't mind, could you let me pull up my pants first before we talk? Ouch..." Chu Jin's face flushed red.

At this moment, Yan Yaxin was lovingly playing with her old man, her face still covered in urine, while her hands kept kneading her penis. Chu Jin almost pushed her down. Looking at the two magnificent breasts on her chest, Chu Jin struggled to look away, clinging to his last shred of morality.

"Tch, although I haven't seen it up close, I still know how those concubines and maids in the palace who aren't favored by the Emperor spend their days. I'm not so lucky. Since I entered the Chu family, Tian Gang has never entered my room. Even when he needs to go to the palace or have a meal, he has to send someone to inform him." Chu Jin knew that what she said was true. The royal family had its dignity, but their lives were equally decadent.

It was common for princesses not to be virgins, unless they were favored by the Emperor. Otherwise, other princesses would be led astray by eunuchs, maids, and concubines. Yan Yaxin was already considered good; she had ruined her hymen herself, which was better than others who accidentally ruined it during exercise. At least she had satisfied herself.

As she spoke, two lines of tears appeared at the corners of Yan Yaxin's eyes. Just as Chu Jin was about to say a few words of comfort, Yan Yaxin suddenly knelt down in front of Chu Jin and opened her mouth to swallow a third of Chu Jin's penis.

"Mmm...mmm..." Yan Yaxin secretly masturbated herself, hiding her other hand inside her clothes. She thought she could block Chu Jin's view with her upper body, but Chu Jin knew what she was doing just by noticing her trembling body.

"Second...hiss..." Before Chu Jin could finish, his penis, enveloped by Yan Yaxin's small mouth, suddenly felt a suction. Then Yan Yaxin quickly moved Chu Jin's penis in and out of her mouth, while her other hand continuously satisfied the areas that her small mouth couldn't reach.

The second aunt's tongue was so soft, and her mouth became increasingly wet and slippery. Chu Jin grabbed the top of the luxurious carriage with both hands, letting the second aunt Yan Yaxin do as she pleased, giving up his last resistance. Chu Jin didn't know how Yan Yaxin had learned these things, but Wang Wen felt so good at this moment, having the emperor's sister masturbate him. Back on Earth, he would never have imagined that he would have such a romantic encounter.

Repeating this process, the movements mechanical yet restrictive, Chu Jin didn't need to do anything, just maintain his balance. The most unbearable for Chu Jin was Yan Yaxin, the second wife. No matter how much she used her hands, even though she was already soaking wet, she was still unsatisfied. She seemed to want Chu Jin to fill the last void, at least to complete her life as a thirty-year-old virgin.

"Madam, Young Prince, it's time to return to the manor." Even after the carriage returned to the manor gates, Chu Jin still hadn't finished, and Yan Yaxin was still unsatisfied. After tidying themselves up, they got off the carriage.

Back at the manor, as they parted, Chu Jin said to Yan Yaxin, "Second wife, you've suffered so much these past years."
"Waaah..." Tears welled up in the second wife's eyes, and she embraced Chu Jin tightly, sobbing loudly.
Chu Jin remembered the former Yan Yaxin, lively and active, with a pair of bright, intelligent eyes beneath her slender eyebrows, and her high, straight nose always like to bump against his cheek, constantly kissing him. Wang Wencai was a cute seven-year-old then, while Yan Yaxin was already twenty-two. She had no idea she would ultimately become a sacrifice for the imperial family, and despite knowing she would live a life of widowhood, she had no complaints.

[The End]

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