The Phantom of the Prime Minister's Residence

Night had fallen, and the autumn wind rustled the fallen leaves. In the emperor's bedchamber, the golden curtains billowed, and the atmosphere grew even more tense with the howling wind outside.
The young emperor, his black hair flowing freely, his muscular body taut, ripped the concubine's green dress to shreds.
My hairpins and ornaments scattered, I struggled, trying to protect my chest with my arms, but my strength was no match for the enraged Shangguan Jueyu. My clothes were torn, my snow-white body exposed to the air, trembling.
"Why did you run away? Why did you betray me!" Shangguan Jueyu roughly pushed me down onto the bed, gripping my ankles and spreading my legs wide.
Tears of humiliation welled in my eyes, but I held them back, desperately trying to move backward. Shangguan Jueyu lost all patience, ripping off the curtain beside him and tearing it into strips to wrap around my wrists. I shook my head desperately, "Shangguan Jueyu, you can't do this to me!"
A hint of reluctance flashed in Shangguan Jueyu's eyes. He pulled my legs together, making my knees press against my chest, my genitals completely exposed to him.
"I spoiled you too much before, that's why you hurt me like this." As he spoke, Shangguan Jueyu's already erect penis thrust in hard.
"Ah—" My vagina, without any lubrication, tore apart with pain. My body arched, I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and tried to gasp for breath, but I still couldn't catch my breath.
Feeling my body spasm in waves, Shangguan Jueyu buried his face in the crook of my neck: "Remember this feeling. I'm going to get rid of everyone you can rely on, so you can never leave me, you can only rely on me." As he spoke, he began to thrust: "Why are you squeezing so tight?! Are you this tight even when you're with that adulterer?!" Shangguan Jueyu imagined this snow-white, tender body perhaps still trembling beneath someone else, and his thoughts began to spiral out of control. He gripped my slender waist with both hands and began to thrust violently.
My body trembled with each thrust, my full breasts creating waves of flesh. I tried to break free from his grasp, but it was futile; I could only endure his abuse. His thick penis filled my vagina completely, the feeling of fullness almost unbearable. Shangguan Jueyu was still furious, each thrust filled with force; I felt as if he were about to knock me flying. The tender flesh of my vagina would flip out when his massive penis was withdrawn, only to be drawn back in with each subsequent insertion.
Gradually, the pain subsided, replaced by a burning sensation in my lower abdomen. His thick, long penis rubbed against my vagina with each thrust of Shangguan Jueyu's, and vaginal fluid slowly flowed down his massive shaft. A tingling, electric-like sensation spread throughout my body.
"No...no..." Tears streamed down my face. Was I destined to be trapped here forever? Would my soul and body ultimately succumb? I desperately shook my head, twisting my hips, trying to expel his penis.
Shangguan Jueyu's eyes, filled with desire and anger, momentarily froze, then he gripped my waist wildly, shaking my body: "You really don't want to! You still want to escape, don't you?!" Shangguan Jueyu spread my legs wide, withdrew his penis, and then, when only the glans remained, thrust it back in violently.
"Ah!" I threw my head back, my whole body trembling.
"You slut! What more do you want from me? You don't deserve my kindness!" Shangguan Jueyu thrust into me mercilessly, his hands kneading my breasts, waist, and buttocks. My snow-white skin turned pink, trembling slightly in the air.
He hated me! Each thrust felt like it would pierce my body, each one reaching the deepest part of my vagina! This wasn't sex, it was rape, it was destruction. My internal organs were being violently pounded, his eyes were bloodshot, and the force of his hands was unbearable.
"Look! You still say no, but why is your cunt gripping so tightly? Slut! Slut! Relax a little! Oh, you're going to break it!" He straddled me, enjoying the feeling of being tightly enveloped by the walls of my vagina: "Fuck you, fuck you! Look carefully, who's riding on top of you and fucking you now!" He thrust and ground relentlessly, uttering lewd and obscene words.
I closed my eyes in shame, yet my body involuntarily savored the pleasure. My vagina shamelessly sucked at his penis, secreting a continuous stream of nectar. His thrusting speed was astonishing, love juices splattering, my lower body already soaked.
"You little slut, you like it when I fuck you like this, don't you! Look how much you're enjoying it! I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!" Shangguan Jueyu was completely immersed in his desire to conquer me, straddling me, his hands gripping my shoulders, thrusting his narrow hips into me with all his might.
There was no one else in the hall, only the sound of the wind outside, his heavy breathing, and my moans inside. Love juices flowed in a puddle, the impact of our genitals and the churning of his penis made ambiguous and shameful sounds, my internal organs felt like they were twisted together, my lower abdomen began to swell and numb, and a growing pain came from my vagina.
"No... ah... I... I can't take it anymore... ha... ah... stop... stop..." I gasped for breath, almost unable to speak from being fucked so hard, I could only beg him to stop: "I... ahh... ah... I'm going to be fucked to death..."
These words only stimulated him. He gripped my breasts tightly with both hands, the flesh squeezing out from between his fingers, the pain making me grit my teeth. He thrust hard, his glans hitting my clitoris, I shuddered, and felt him stop, twisting his hips and grinding. This feeling was even more unbearable, I squeezed my legs together, hoping to push him out.
"Oh..." he sighed, tilting his head back: "Little slut, so tight!" Saying that, he slapped my breasts hard twice, and began to thrust wildly again.
I was fucked until my whole body was weak, and in the end I could only pant, my body swaying wildly, and I couldn't see anything clearly. My vagina and lower abdomen felt like they were burning, and my thighs started to cramp. I could only open my mouth wide, as if that could alleviate the pain. But in reality, it still hurt a lot. I felt like I was in hell, with no way to find salvation.
"Ah—" With his unimaginably fast and powerful thrusts, I finally exhausted my last bit of strength and fainted. Shangguan Jueyu continued to fuck me tirelessly, as if only in this way could he prove that I belonged to him. After a long time, he roared and shot his hot, thick semen into my tender hole. He shuddered seven or eight times before finishing, then collapsed on top of me, murmuring, "Qingying, don't leave me..."

☆, 2 The Escape Plan After Transmigration
"You brat! You're not working on time again. You're already better, so what are you pretending for! You're not allowed to eat until you finish your work today!" Aunt Liu took a stick and hit me hard, panting heavily as she hit herself. "Don't think you're a prostitute just because you're a little pretty. You're nothing!" After saying that, she walked away cursing.
I didn't even need to check to know my body was covered in bruises. What bad luck! Why is it that everyone else who transmigrates becomes a princess or a concubine, or at the very least, a wealthy young lady, while I'm stuck as a lowly maid? Ten days have passed since I transmigrated, and besides knowing this is the Prime Minister's residence, I know nothing else.
I sighed and continued washing clothes. The water was freezing, and my hands were already covered in chilblains. If this continued, I might die without anyone even knowing. I reached into my pocket and touched the map in my pocket. It was a map I'd carefully drawn over the past few days after observing the Prime Minister's residence; it was almost complete. I needed to escape as soon as I had the chance!
In the afternoon, Qiao'er, the Fourth Madam's personal maid, was about to leave with a basket when I suddenly jumped out from behind the rockery: "Sister Qiao'er!"
Qiao'er was startled and patted her chest, scolding, "Where did this wild girl come from? You scared me to death!"
I smiled ingratiatingly, "Sister Qiao'er, I've been waiting for you for two days. Are you going out to buy some snacks for the Fourth Madam?"
The Fourth Madam was currently the most favored concubine, and Qiao'er was quite arrogant. She pouted, "Who are you? Speak quickly."
I helped her put down the basket and said, "I'm a maid who does rough work in the backyard. Of course, Sister Qiao'er doesn't know me. I also have urgent business to attend to and would like to ask Sister Qiao'er for help."
Qiao'er scoffed, "Why should I help you?"
I stuffed the only string of cash I had into Qiao'er's arms, saying, "Please, have mercy, I'll go out and buy you some snacks. The extra money is all yours, and you can rest a bit. It's freezing cold; going out like this is too much trouble."
Qiao'er tightened her clothes and nodded, "Alright, I doubt you'd dare lie to me. But you have to come back early, or the Fourth Madam will scold you after 1-3 PM."
"I know, I'll definitely be back!" My heart was pounding. Could I really get out so easily? I grabbed my basket and ran as fast as I could out of the Prime Minister's residence. I asked two people for directions and hurried towards the city gate. I had to get out of the city before dark, the farther the better.
By the time I reached the city gate, it was almost dark. I blended into the procession of a wealthy family, escaped the inspection, and successfully left the city. Walking on the main road outside the city, I felt a mix of joy and worry, unsure of what the future held. But at least, I was free.
It was already completely dark when I heard the sound of horses' hooves behind me.
I overheard people talking amongst themselves: "It must be another wealthy family coming to capture runaway slaves." A chill ran down my spine, and I couldn't help but prick up my ears to eavesdrop. "These runaway slaves are really foolish. Aren't they going to be caught wherever they go? They could be beaten to death on the spot without any complaints. Why take this chance
?" Beat them to death on the spot? Such blatant disregard for human life, and the authorities don't care? Fear filled my heart. I looked around and saw an inn. I quickly and secretly slipped inside.
The innkeeper was working on his abacus when he saw me enter. He looked me up and down and said, "Go away, go away! This place is far beyond your means!"
Although I felt guilty, I still pretended to be arrogant: "I'm here to see our master!"
The innkeeper was taken aback: "Whose maid are you?"
I replied haughtily, "My master lives in the best room!"
The innkeeper immediately smiled and said, "Are you the young master of room number one? Would you like me to show you the way?"
I said, "No need, I know him." After saying that, I went upstairs. If I hid here for a day or two, they wouldn't come here to search for me, would they? Once upstairs, I wanted to find a corner to hide in, but a pair of hands covered my mouth and dragged me into a room.
I was startled and struggled desperately. Then I heard a pleasant baritone voice in my ear: "Aren't you my maid, young lady?"
Had I been caught? I was so scared that my whole body went limp. I heard him continue, "Young lady just said downstairs that your master lives in the best room. You must be referring to me." I
secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't someone from the Prime Minister's residence. My mouth was forced open, and I turned around, bowing my head in apology. "You misunderstood. I was just bragging. My master doesn't live here." I turned to leave.
"Where wouldn't someone from the Prime Minister's residence stay in the best room?" the man said confidently.
I turned back to look at him. In the dim candlelight, a young man in white stood, tall and handsome, truly deserving of the description "handsome and dashing," but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes and lips.
"Young master, you misunderstand. I have no connection with the Prime Minister's residence," I quickly clarified.
The young man in white pointed to the basket in my hand: "This food box was custom-made for the Prime Minister's residence; I can't mistake it."
I stared at the basket, then angrily threw it to the ground: "I picked this up!"
The man couldn't help but laugh: "Miss, your words are evasive, you're in a hurry, and you're spouting nonsense; you must be a runaway slave from the Prime Minister's residence. Miss, you'd better not pretend. If you're caught running away, you'll be beaten to death on the spot, no matter how badly you're punished. You're so bold." "
No matter how badly you're punished, you'll be beaten to death on the spot..." I chewed on those eight words, growing more and more resentful: "Why should I willingly become a slave? I was also spoiled by my parents; I'm a human being too. Why can't I even have a chance to live? I just want freedom; I just want dignity." "Live on! What's so great about being a prime minister! Are kings and generals born with a special destiny?"
The man in white froze, his lips moving slightly as he repeated, "Are kings and generals born with a special destiny..." He gave a self-deprecating smile: "Young lady, you have such a broad mind, but you should also see the facts clearly. You have no one to rely on, do you have any identification, travel documents? If not, you can't just move around freely. The Prime Minister's mansion has influence all over the world, surely they can catch you?"
I wiped away my tears, unconvinced: "Then I'll try! Life is precious, love is more precious, but for freedom, both can be abandoned!"
The man in white couldn't help but laugh: "Young lady's theory is truly astonishing."
Just then, there was a commotion outside, as if several people had gone upstairs. Faintly, words like "Prime Minister's mansion" and "runaway slave" could be heard. I was immediately at a loss, wanting to jump out the window to escape. Just as I reached the window, the door was kicked open, and several burly men barged in: "There's a runaway slave in the Prime Minister's mansion. We've come here... for the eldest young master?"
"Insolence!" The white-robed man's voice turned icy, his tone full of imposing authority: "Are you using the Prime Minister's name so openly?"
The men quickly knelt down: "We really didn't know the eldest young master was staying here... It's her! She's a runaway slave from our mansion!"
Before I could process what was happening, the white-robed man had already pulled me into his arms: "She's not a runaway slave. She knew I was coming back early and secretly came to see me."
The men kneeling on the ground first understood, then looked at me with ambiguous expressions, but I was already petrified...

☆, 3 They framed
me for doing something very foolish. I ran away without understanding the serious consequences of escaping, and even hid in the eldest young master's room in the Prime Minister's mansion. The eldest young master, Lianye, was the pride of the Prime Minister's mansion. He passed the imperial examinations at the age of twelve, achieving the highest rank in both civil and military examinations. Afterwards, he trained in the army, starting as a foot soldier and rising to the rank of Grand General, becoming the youngest general in the Tianqi Dynasty.
However, he was actually more like a gentle and refined scholar. His skin was so white, without even visible pores—it didn't look like he'd been weathered by the hardships of the frontier. His eyelashes were so long and curled…
"Qing'er, what are you looking at?" Lianye's face was magnified before me, carrying a faint smile.
I quickly backed away: "I…I wasn't looking at you!" After saying that, I felt extremely embarrassed.
Lianye suppressed a laugh: "I didn't say you were looking at me!"
"I'm ignoring you!" My cheeks flushed red as I ran away. As soon as I stepped outside, I ran into Steward Hu. A hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, then he looked at me with a beaming smile: "Clothes really do make the man. Wearing fine clothes really brings out your beauty, Miss Qingying. Our household is short of a head maid, and I think you are very suitable..."
"Me?" I asked doubtfully, "How could I possibly be qualified..." Originally, Qingying was from the family of a disgraced official. Her parents had both died, and she had been sold to the Prime Minister's mansion at a very young age. She was the lowest-ranking maid, and to become a head maid was unprecedented.
Steward Hu, his face full of obsequiousness, said, "Young Master dotes on the young lady so much, we can all see it. If you were made his concubine in the future, you'd rise to great heights..."
*Bang!* The young master's door was kicked open, and he stepped out, his face frosty: "Who gave you permission to speak such nonsense!"
Steward Hu was startled and immediately knelt down: "Young Master, I spoke recklessly."
Lian Ye exuded a chilling aura: "As the steward, you must be careful. I don't want to hear any more talk about Miss Qingying."
I watched Steward Hu leave tremblingly, feeling a pang of sadness: In this world, I am ultimately just a lowly maid; he still doesn't want to be talked about with me. Thinking this, I suppressed my sorrow and turned to leave, but Lian Ye grabbed me.
"Why are you leaving without a word?" Lian Ye's tone was anxious.
I shook off his hand: "If the young master doesn't need my service, of course I should leave."
He grabbed my arms with both hands: "Don't misunderstand me... I have no intention of taking a concubine..."
I broke free from his grasp: "I don't want to hear about your affairs!" Then I ran away. I knew he was of noble birth and would marry a woman of equal social standing. I wasn't delusional; it was just gossip. What did it have to do with me?
Watching Qingying's departing figure, Lianye felt a complex mix of emotions. These past few days, his mind had been filled with her fresh and graceful image; he wanted to see her the moment he opened his eyes. Her thoughts, her stubbornness, her optimism, and her loveliness. He even thought, how wonderful it would be to be with her forever!
But… remembering her angry expression just now… didn't she want to?
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What am I so upset about? I've only known Lianye for a few days. Although he's handsome, gentle, and a gentleman, he's, after all, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's mansion. Influenced by this feudal era, we can't possibly have any connection.
Although I understand this perfectly well, I'm still unwilling to accept it.
"Hmph, you're quite cunning!" A mocking voice came from ahead. I looked up abruptly; it was Qiao'er, the one I'd deceived that day.
"What is it?" I wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, and my tone was much colder.
"You really don't recognize people once you've climbed the social ladder! You've almost ruined me, you know!" Qiao'er glared at me, huffing and puffing.
"I'm sorry." I lowered my head, unable to say anything more than an apology.
Qiao'er sneered and handed me a hand warmer: "Then run an errand for me and take this to the Buddhist hall."
I took it: "For whom?"
Qiao'er was already leaving: "You'll find out when you get there."
I carried the hand warmer towards the front yard. I hadn't been here long, and these past few days I'd been spending the nights with her in the backyard, so I really didn't know what the Buddhist hall was like. When I turned around, I didn't see Qiao'er's triumphant smirk.

☆, 4 Sudden Indecent Assault (Slightly H)
In broad daylight, the Buddhist hall's doors were tightly shut, the atmosphere eerie. I couldn't help but shiver and pushed the door open. Incense filled the air, and in the center stood a middle-aged man, holding a scroll painting, muttering: "Ten years of life and death, a vast and boundless separation... Red Robe, why won't you come back to see me even once... Have I broken your heart?"
Suddenly, he realized the door had been pushed open and looked sharply in this direction. I shuddered. Those eyes were like those of an eagle; the instant he looked into them, I felt as if I had been caught by sharp eagle talons.
"Who gave you permission to open the door?! With the spirit of Hongyi here, no one can come!" He strode over, grabbed me, and slammed the door shut, but stopped abruptly when he saw my face, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Hongyi, it's you!"
I backed away in fear: "You've mistaken me for someone else, I don't know you, and I'm not Hongyi."
He unfurled a scroll, and in the painting was a young woman who looked seven or eight parts like me: "Look, twenty years have passed, and you haven't changed a bit."
I retreated behind a pillar: "I'm a lowly maid in the Prime Minister's mansion, my name is Qingying, I'm really not Hongyi."
He pressed closer: "You resent me, don't you? I was wrong, I drove away all the other women, and I'm devoted to you, okay?" As he spoke, he pulled me close, hugged me tightly, and whispered in my ear: "Hongyi, I missed you so much..." As he spoke, he stuck his tongue into my ear, and goosebumps rose all over my body. I tried to break free, but he held me firmly. He began kissing my lips, his tongue slipping inside to pry open my teeth and suck the saliva from my mouth.
His kissing skills were truly superb; I couldn't muster any strength at all, only feeling him pressing me tightly against the pillar, his hands kneading my breasts.
"No...don't...I really don't..." I tried to push him away, but I couldn't budge him at all. His legs were pressed against my knees, making it impossible for me to move. Suddenly, he tore open my clothes, revealing my snow-white bodice: "Even your preferences haven't changed; you still like white bodice." He ripped off the bodice, exposing my two mounds of breasts, bouncing up and down like two innocent little white rabbits.
"Ah..." He lowered his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it with relish, making a "slurping" sound. I grabbed his head and pushed him away forcefully: "No...don't do this..."
"Ah!" I opened my eyes in shock; his legs were between mine, his knees spreading my legs apart, rubbing back and forth at the base of my thighs.
My vision blurred; I didn't know how it all had happened. My instinctive resistance seemed utterly ineffective. Suddenly, an idea struck me: "I'm Red!"
He froze, looked up, and gazed at me intently. "Yes, you really are Red!"
I looked at him coldly. "Twenty years ago you betrayed me, and twenty years later you force yourself on me like this. You really have done right by me!"
He froze, his hands and feet falling limply. While he was still stunned, I pushed him away and ran out the door. As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Steward Hu staring at me in disbelief, a hint of lewdness in his eyes. Realizing my upper body was naked, I quickly pulled at my clothes to cover my chest and ran away.
Steward Hu stood frozen at the doorway, when he heard a voice from inside: "Who's outside!"
Steward Hu quickly knelt down and replied, "I didn't mean to, I just wanted to see what orders you had, sir..."
The middle-aged man came out, his previous madness and dazedness gone, replaced by sharpness and composure: "Did someone just leave from here?"
Steward Hu broke out in a cold sweat, unsure of the middle-aged man's intentions, and could only tell the truth: "It...it seems so..."
"Who was it!"
Steward Hu wiped his sweat: "It was our maid, Lian Qingying."
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes: Red Robe, Qingying, could it be her reincarnation? Regardless, he wanted her by his side, as if Red Robe had always been with him.

☆, 5 Falling into the Water
I ran out of the Buddhist hall and towards the back garden.
Why did I have to encounter such a thing! I was filled with shame and hatred, running faster and faster, until I bumped into someone, knocking them over.
"Don't you have eyes!" the other person cursed, it was Qiao'er!
I grabbed her collar: "Why did you make me deliver something to the Buddhist temple? You knew it would be dangerous, didn't you?!"
Qiao'er saw me, her face turning pale: "You went there?"
"You deliberately framed me, didn't you?!" I was furious, almost going crazy. How could I have met someone like this?
Qiao'er looked away: "I don't know anything!"
"You're still trying to deny it!" I was convinced of her innocence, and because I had nowhere to vent my resentment, my hands unconsciously gripped her neck: "I have no grudge against you. I've even done you a favor before, and you still owe me! And you've done this to me!"
Qiao'er was used to being arrogant and couldn't stand this. She fought back: "You little brat, do you think you have the right to talk to me like that just because you've sucked up to the young master?! I just can't stand you and I'm going to kill you!"
We wrestled together, and because we were by the lake, we both accidentally fell in. I can't swim, and as I struggled to get ashore, I found my ankle being grabbed. It was Qiao'er who was doing it.
I struggled desperately, but couldn't reach the surface. My consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and mouthfuls of water filled my lungs, causing immense suffering. I searched for Qingying throughout the night, but couldn't find her anywhere, my heart filled with anxiety. Then, I heard Qingying's voice by the riverbank and saw a maid climb ashore, her green figure slowly sinking to the bottom. My heart ached, and without thinking, I jumped into the river.
I managed to pull Qingying ashore, but she was already unconscious. Without regard for anything else, I squeezed the water out of her abdomen and held her nose, blowing air into her mouth. After a while, Qingying awoke.

Whose embrace was so warm? Who held me in their hands like a precious jewel? I opened my eyes and saw Lianye's face. His face was full of anxiety. Seeing that I was awake, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and hugged me tightly: "Thank God, you're alright!"
He was soaked to the bone and his body was trembling, I didn't know if it was from the cold or from fear. I forced a smile, wanting to comfort him, but I was too cold to speak.
Lianye quickly picked me up: "Lock this girl in the woodshed and wait for me to deal with her!" After saying that, he carried me and ran to the nearest room. As soon as he entered the room, he put me on the bed and started to undress me.
Only then did he notice that my clothes were disheveled and my chest was covered with bright red hickeys. His eyes gradually filled with anger, and the hand on my shoulder tightened: "Who did this?"
My lips trembled from the cold, and I couldn't speak. Seeing me like this, he realized it wasn't the time to interrogate me. He took off my clothes, dried me off, wrapped me in a thick quilt, and held me tightly in his arms.
"Someone, quickly bring the braziers!"
One brazier after another was brought in, making the room very warm. I gradually recovered and nudged him: "You're still wet, you should change quickly."
He looked at me with heartache in his eyes: "Did something happen just now?"
Thinking of what had just happened, I couldn't help but feel sad: "Didn't you say you didn't want to get involved in my affairs?"
He held me even tighter, and Lian Ye's voice was urgent: "How could I not want to get involved in your affairs! I...I...no one cares about your every move more than me!" "I want to see you the moment I open my eyes, and your image is everywhere when I close them. I'm going crazy!"
I looked at Lianye in disbelief, stroking his cold face. "Really?"
Lianye was anxious. "Of course, it's true! So tell me quickly, what happened to you?"
I lowered my head and hid in his arms. "I accidentally wandered into a Buddhist temple and met a middle-aged man. He insisted that I was the spirit of the woman in red and tried to force himself on me."
Lianye suddenly exuded a chilling aura, and I could almost hear his teeth clenching.

☆、6 Discovering an Affair (H)
"But I didn't let him succeed, I escaped..." I hurriedly explained, but he covered my lips: "Don't explain, it's my fault for not protecting you." He held my hand and kissed it: "No matter what the outcome is today, you will always be my only wife."
I was shocked: "Wife? Don't you mind that I'm a maid?"
Lian Ye smiled bitterly: "Can't you see my determination? I've made up my mind about you."
"But..." Everything was too sudden, it seemed unreal: "Will Prime Minister Lian agree?"
Lian Ye's eyes instantly turned cold, frighteningly cold: "The man you met in the Buddhist hall today is Prime Minister Lian."
"Then... then that's you..." I knew that Lian Ye and Prime Minister Lian had a distant relationship, but I didn't expect it to be this cold.
Lianye said, "If it weren't for the fact that he's my father, I would have killed him long ago. If he dares to touch you again, I will never let him go!"
I thought for a moment and asked, "Then why was he acting crazy in the Buddhist hall?"
Lianye sneered disdainfully, "He married my mother for wealth and status back then, causing the death of his confidante. He's always regretting it, so he's been acting like a ghost in the Buddhist hall, waiting for his old flame's spirit to return. Humph, what a hypocrite."
Lianye's mother was a princess of the imperial family who died a long time ago. Perhaps she couldn't bear that the Prime Minister's heart belonged to another? I couldn't help but hug Lianye tightly, and heard him say, "Qing'er, from now on, you'll stay with me and not go anywhere."
I nodded, hearing Lianye's steady heartbeat, and felt infinitely at ease.
Lianye had been back at the Prime Minister's residence for more than ten days. Today he was going to the military to report on his duties. He was worried and wanted to take me with him, but it wasn't appropriate. Just then, the Prime Minister was summoned to the palace by his cousin, the Empress Dowager, so I naturally advised Lianye to go out without worry.
After they all left, I felt bored sitting idly in the study, so I strolled into the back garden, intending to pick a plum blossom to put in a vase.
Just as I reached the vicinity of the woodshed, I heard faint sounds coming from inside . Curious, I couldn't resist approaching and listening intently.
"Ah...uh...it hurts...ah! Ah ah..." It was a woman's voice. My heart skipped a beat: was someone abusing a vulnerable woman? Thinking this, I poked a hole in the window paper with my finger and peered inside.
What I saw made me blush furiously—in the woodshed was a naked man and woman! The woman, completely white-skinned, stood facing me, while a man stood behind her, roughly kneading her breasts with both hands, biting her shoulders, and thrusting his hips against her, making "slap slap" sounds.
"Ah...ah...harder! Harder! Bite me! The more it hurts...ah...the more it feels..." The woman's face was flushed, drool dripping from her mouth, immersed in the pleasure of being abused.
The man behind me was dark-skinned, burly, and tall; he was clearly a servant who did hard labor in the mansion. He moved one hand down, kneading the woman's clitoris, while increasing the force of his thrusts: "So you're the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion! Which man in the mansion hasn't tasted you! You're even more slutty than a whore in a brothel! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you until you're worn out!"
I was shocked. This wanton woman was actually the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion, Lian Jue's only daughter, Lian Yihong?
Just as I was thinking this, Lian Yihong was suddenly thrust into by the man behind her, falling to the ground with her buttocks still sticking up high. She dug at her vulva with one hand, pleading in a tearful voice, "Don't stop! Come and fuck me... hurry up and use your big cock to penetrate my little hole..."
The man laughed lewdly, "You're really bold, begging me to fuck you in broad daylight!"
Lian Yihong rubbed her breasts, unable to contain her desire, "My older brother killed a girl here a couple of days ago, everyone's afraid of vengeful spirits, no one dares to come over. What are you standing there for... come here!"
What? Why did Lian kill someone in the middle of the night? And a girl? Right, I haven't seen Qiao'er these past few days, could it be that she...
"Hahahaha!" The man stroked his penis and walked over step by step.

☆, 7 Escape from Danger (h)
At this moment, another man came over, helped Lian Yihong up, lifted one of her legs, and with a "plop," his huge cock was fully inserted into Lian Yihong's already wet little hole, thrusting hard again and again. Lian Yihong clung to the man's neck, her mouth uttering lewd words: "Good brother...fuck me...harder! Bite my nipples...harder...ah...oh..."
Her swollen vulva swallowed his thick penis, her cherry-like mouth opening wide for kisses, while she swayed her body against him, thrusting his penis deeper and harder. The sounds of their bodies colliding were incessant, her juices flowing down his penis, not having time to go back, but already running down her snow-white, plump thighs.
The genitals, lubricated by the love juices, made a "gurgling" sound as his penis entered and exited, stimulating their desire.
The man behind her slapped her snow-white buttocks a few times, the sound crisp and clear, her snow-white buttocks instantly turning bright red.
"Why wasn't she born in a brothel if she's so resistant to being fucked? She's going to be an empress someday, pshaw!"
Lian Yihong also moved her body to meet the man's thrusts, saying intermittently, "I...don't care...oh, harder! There's only one emperor...uh...and he's surrounded by eunuchs...ah...hold me tight...oh...I don't want to go to the palace...you...come here...insert it in my back..."
The man in front of Lian Yihong reached his hands between her legs, picked her up and fucked her, the sounds of slapping echoing incessantly. The man behind her stepped in step by step, guiding his penis and accurately inserting it into her anus.
"Ah—" Lian Yihong tilted her head back and let out a long groan: "So big...so swollen...so amazing...harder...faster...good brother, insert me...I'm willing to let you insert me for a lifetime!"
The scene was too lewd. I blushed and backed away, trying to leave, but I made some noise. Lian Yihong, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, immediately became alert: "Who!"
I was so frightened that I ran out quickly, and a dagger flew from behind me, grazing my shoulder. I endured the sharp pain in my shoulder and jumped over the wall along a crooked tree. Outside was a quiet alley. I stood close to the wall, not daring to move.
Lian Yihong put on a coat and came out, but didn't see anyone. She jumped onto the roof, but there was no one there either.
"Could I have misheard?" Lian Yihong jumped down, pulled the dagger that was stuck in the tree trunk out, but didn't see anything: "Maybe I really misheard."
I waited for a long time, and only dared to walk after I heard no more movement inside the wall. But I didn't dare to enter the mansion rashly. If the wound on my shoulder was discovered, it would be easy for them to notice. I walked out along the alley, intending to find a clinic to treat my injuries.
The main street was unusually lively. The weather was cold, and people were all bundled up, looking like chubby bears—quite amusing.
I looked left and right, finally finding a clinic. Just as I was about to enter, I saw two young men pass by. The one in front was clearly the owner; though his attire was understated, it couldn't hide his air of nobility. Unfortunately, he was expressionless, clearly a cold and aloof person. The man behind him had bulging temples; he was a martial arts expert, probably his bodyguard.
As the two men passed by, a little boy ran past, bumping into the young man in front. The young man grabbed the child's wrist and wouldn't let go. The child struggled for a moment, then cried.
"Hey! You look like a rich young master, why are you making things difficult for a little child!" I rushed forward, grabbed his wrist, and demanded he let go. He frowned, as if touched by something dirty, looked at me with disgust, and walked past us.
"Hey!" I yelled, still annoyed, gesturing wildly behind him. A glance from his bodyguard made me freeze. I could only speak to the little boy: "Be careful next time, don't be so reckless."
Despite the cold weather, the little boy was sweating profusely. He thanked me repeatedly, "Thank you, sister, I promise I won't do it again." Then he ran off.

[The End]

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