Qin Yu and the Princess

The princess gazed at Qin Yu with tender affection, her previous shyness gone, replaced by a woman's contented happiness. "Brother Qin, can you tell me about yourself? I'm so interested." The princess nestled in Qin Yu's arms like a kitten, her large, playful eyes filled with nothing but tenderness.

"Me? It's quite simple. I have no parents. My master, Mr. Gong, and my fellow disciples raised me." Qin Yu took a deep breath, recalling the sweet memories of his childhood.

"That's so pitiful. Without parents, how were you taken in? Who is your master? Did he give you the Moye sword?" The princess was fascinated by everything about Qin Yu.

"My master has a particularly strange temper; he forbids anyone from revealing their sect before they graduate. In our generation, only my eldest brother has graduated. Besides completing the annual tasks assigned by the sect, he's free to leave the mountain. I was just sent down for training. I don't know when graduating is considered 'graduated,' or what it means. Ah! That's just how my master is. Always mysterious, meditating and contemplating the Dao."

"And the sword?"

"My master said my martial arts are subtle and unpredictable, suitable for short weapons, so he gave me this sharp sword from a young age, making me practice day and night." Qin Yu seemed nostalgic for his childhood.

"Do you have any favorite senior or junior sisters on the mountain?" The princess's tone suddenly became serious and earnest.

Qin Yu gazed into the princess's beautiful eyes and gently kneaded her breasts, eliciting a playful reproach from her: "Is there any?!"

Qin Yu sighed helplessly; women are ultimately emotional creatures, so sensitive to potential threats. "No, I'm the youngest in the sect. My senior sisters all treat me like a child. Even if they like me, it's probably out of camaraderie!" Qin Yu wasn't sure if this vague answer would be enough. The image of Senior Sister Chu floated into his mind, his gaze still gentle.

The princess didn't seem to care too much about the details, only holding Qin Yu tighter, as if afraid someone would snatch him away. "Then am I your first woman, brother?" the princess asked again, seemingly casual but actually full of anticipation. The princess looked at Qin Yu with expectant eyes, her heart filled with the same hopeful answer.

Qin Yu's heart pounded. He couldn't possibly admit that he'd gone to a brothel yesterday, and then expect the princess to clean up his mess? If he didn't say anything, how would he solve the problem of redeeming Yan'er? Qin Yu's mind raced, but his expression remained calm with a slight smile. Out of his manly instincts, Qin Yu had no choice but to reply, "Yes, Xiao Shuang, you are my first woman! That night, your kiss was my first!" Qin Yu suddenly thought of his senior brother's experience. His senior brother often traveled the world, seeking countless women, burdened with worldly debts, yet women were always willing to follow him. This was because his senior brother was good at deceiving women, and they willingly followed him. It was common to see them fighting and vying for his attention, but ultimately, they all loved him. In this moment of desperation, Qin Yu had no choice but to lie.

The princess's face quickly faded like a sunset, filled with joy like a child, constantly asking Qin Yu for kisses, making Qin Yu's face burn with embarrassment, afraid his lie would be exposed. It seemed that Yan'er's matter could only be dealt with one step at a time.

"When will you propose to my father, brother?" the princess asked, immersed in immense happiness.

"Well, a marriage proposal always requires a gift, right? I'm afraid even your father wouldn't be interested in worldly things!"

"My father doesn't care much about these mundane customs; he only cares about my husband's character."

"That won't do either. Being rude is impetuous, especially when it comes to a marriage proposal. How about I steal that white fox fur as a betrothal gift? When the engagement is finalized, I'll ask my master for permission, and it would be best if he could come to propose. What do you think, Xiaoshuang?"

"Of course, an engagement should be discussed by elders. If my master could come, that would be even better. But you want to steal that white fox fur? After our last disturbance, I'm afraid the Prince Rui's mansion is now full of traps. How can I watch you take such a risk?" The princess's worried expression warmed Qin Yu's heart.

"Since you want me to win you over, why don't you trust your husband's abilities? Lend me the alluring smoke from that night; I have my uses for it." Qin Yu, no longer listening to the princess's pleas, kissed her cherry-like lips, their bodies intertwined, and they made love several more times on the bed. Qin Yu only restrained himself from ejaculating too many times, as the days of lovemaking had taken their toll. The princess, on the other hand, climaxed repeatedly, and her legs were still a little weak when she woke up the next day

, much to Qin Yu's amusement. Night fell, and it was past midnight; the streets were deserted. Qin Yu floated lightly above the eaves, like a duckweed crossing water, leaving no trace on snow, without making a sound. Before leaving, the princess draped her own colorful armor over Qin Yu, behaving like a doting wife, and secretly prepared several hidden weapons for him, including alluring smoke and a sleeve dart container, in case of unforeseen circumstances. Qin Yu looked helplessly at the reluctant princess, as if it were a final farewell.

Qin Yu followed the layout of the Prince's mansion, which he had memorized during the day, and walked forward. He bypassed the front gate, climbed the high wall, and entered the garden on tiptoe. He then crouched among the grass and flower beds without making a sound, a technique far superior to Princess Ling Shuang's. However, the number of guards patrolling the mansion at night was significantly greater than in previous days, indicating that security had indeed been strengthened after the last incident, making this attempt even more difficult.

Qin Yu quietly crept to the wall, rose, and leaped onto the roof. Then, he used the Nangong Inner Sect's internal energy technique—the Cloud-Walking Steps—to float towards the back courtyard, without revealing a trace of true energy, displaying the demeanor of a true master. This Cloud-Walking Steps technique was one he had practiced since the age of nine, and now he had reached the pinnacle of its mastery, using it with consummate skill. In the Nangong Sect, only his senior brother and second senior sister, Zheng Shuangling, were a notch above him.

Qin Yu stopped in front of a high-walled courtyard. Two soldiers stood guard at the gate, weapons in hand. It seemed a shift had been recently changed, otherwise, by midnight, everyone would be exhausted. As Qin Yu was trying to figure out how to bypass the two and sneak in, one of the soldiers spoke up: "Yan San, have you heard? Our palace was burglarized a few days ago. A notorious bandit stole our young prince's wine cup!"

"Don't talk nonsense. What kind of notorious bandit sneaks into a palace to steal a wine cup?" the other soldier said dismissively.

"You still don't believe me? A good friend of mine works in the guards, and he said that notorious bandit was discovered and killed several guards!"

"No wonder I saw Princess Huicong return to the palace yesterday, with a lot of men on night watch. But if that bandit is so powerful, why would he only peek at a wine cup?"

"You don't know this, do you? I heard that this wine cup was a gift from Prince Rui to the young prince. It was originally a pair, so he clearly wasn't after the money. It seems our young prince, who's always bullying men and women, has offended some powerful figure this time." After saying this, the soldier clicked his tongue, clearly quite familiar with Zhao Meng's character.

"But I heard that the young prince recently defiled the Zhu family's young lady. Could it be that the Zhu family is holding a grudge and has asked someone to teach the young prince a lesson?"

"The Zhu family? No way. Do you think they have the guts? They run a money exchange in Tianfu and dare to challenge our Prince Rui's mansion? Even if they cheated on his young lady, we'd pretend we didn't see it!"

After saying that, the two of them chuckled lewdly.

"Could it be the Grand Tutor's mansion? Our Prince Rui and the Grand Tutor have been locked in a power struggle for ages!"

"That's hard to say. Prince Rui is arrogant and has many enemies, but now that he's powerful, they dare not speak out. Plus, Princesses Huifang and Huicong have become disciples of that vixen; who in the martial world, good or evil, dares to offend them?"

"By the way, I heard the other day that the young prince acquired a treasure from the Zhongding Auction House, and even beat up an auction house employee for it. Do you think Zhongding hired the notorious Jiangyang thief to steal it?"

"I know about that. Apparently, it's a fur coat worth a fortune. Last night when I was on night watch, the boss told me to move it!"

"Where did you put it?"

"Where else could it be? In the Jia Yi warehouse. Aren't all the treasures of our manor there? Sigh, every time I go in, I'm so envious. If I could steal one, it would be enough for us to live a carefree life for the rest of our lives."

"Shh, you dare say that? Be careful the boss finds out, or he'll kill your dog's head!"

Qin Yu overheard the two soldiers' whispers clearly. It seemed the treasure they were talking about was the white fox fur coat. However, the princess of the Jia Yi warehouse had never mentioned it to him, so it must be a secret, unknown to outsiders.

Just as the two were whispering, Qin Yu flipped over and leaped behind one of the soldiers, knocking him unconscious with a backhand strike. Then, he used the "Flying Dragon from Beyond the Heavens" move to knock away the weapon of the soldier named Yan San with one hand, and then locked Yan San's throat with both hands in an eagle claw shape.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, his companion was instantly knocked unconscious and his throat was being choked. Knowing that he was facing a master, he did not resist, hoping that Qin Yu would not be too ruthless and break his throat.

Qin Yu made a shushing gesture and whispered, "I won't take your life. Tell me where Warehouse A is."

Yan San nodded, begging for his life. Only then did Qin Yu release his grip on his wrist, pressing Mo Xie (a magic weapon) against his neck. Yan San stammered in fear, "Master, spare my life! There's a small gate in the third row of courtyards inside the inner gate. Warehouse A is in the very back corner of the last row." As soon as he finished speaking

, Qin Yu punched and knocked over the soldier in front of him. Then, he quietly carried the two men to the bushes in the outer courtyard. In the darkness, if one wasn't paying attention, it would be impossible to see two living people lying there. Having dealt with them, Qin Yu leaped up the high wall and floated along the inner courtyard towards his target, his figure slowly disappearing into the night. In the darkness, a cluster of dark figures swept across the rooftops, skillfully weaving between the rows of night patrol soldiers. Sometimes they clung to the walls, sometimes they leaped down to the ground, moving lightly without making a sound. Qin

Yu had already infiltrated the inner courtyard. The number of patrolling soldiers had gradually decreased, with only a few scattered torches flickering around the perimeter. The warehouses marked with the character "甲" (jia) were deserted.

Why was the Prince's mansion acting so strangely? Could it be that these "甲" warehouses weren't hiding treasures, and the white fox fur coat was deliberately placed here to avoid suspicion, or was there another purpose?

Qin Yu cautiously made his way towards the corner warehouse number one (甲一). The warehouse was pitch black, seemingly unguarded. However, out of caution, Qin Yu quietly took out the alluring smoke given to him by the princess and then swallowed an antidote. Although he knew that with Ice Soul, he wouldn't be poisoned, he was still somewhat uneasy.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes without any movement inside, Qin Yu used his short sword to pry open the lock and quietly slipped inside. The house was pitch black; one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. Qin Yu didn't rush in but stood at the door, listening quietly for any sounds inside or outside. Only after confirming that no one was there did he cautiously proceed.

Qin Yu took out the luminous pearl given to him by the princess, which emitted a faint glow in the darkness. He slowly walked forward, close to the wall.

The storehouse in front of him looked somewhat old. In the dim light, he could see rows of armor and weapons piled on the ground, gleaming faintly under the fluorescent light. Qin Yu continued to feel his way forward.

Further ahead, rows of armor and weapons were still neatly stacked. Qin Yu drew a weapon; under the glow of the luminous pearl, the steel blade, forged from fine steel, exuded a chilling aura. The blade was long and slightly curved, and the ice-fire tempering patterns were unlike those of the Central Plains, appearing more like those forged in the Western Regions. Looking at the densely packed weapons ahead, Qin Yu gasped. This warehouse alone contained enough weapons to equip a force of five or six thousand men. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, apart from the imperial court, nobles and princes were not allowed to employ soldiers; at most, they would hire guards to protect their homes, but this usually did not exceed a hundred men. How could Prince Rui hide so many weapons and armor in this corner of his warehouse? What was Prince Rui planning to do?

Qin Yu pondered this as he cautiously made his way forward. The warehouse was surprisingly large. Even after reaching the far end, he still hadn't seen the white fox fur coat. Undeterred, Qin Yu searched again from the end towards the entrance.

Just as Qin Yu was about to give up, he noticed a woman lying unconscious between two piles of weapons in an inconspicuous corner. Perhaps due to the dim light of the luminous pearl, he hadn't noticed her at first. The woman wore a magnificent white robe, the fine, oily fur shimmering with a new sheen, faintly glowing under the luminous pearl's light. Wasn't this the white fox fur coat? "I've searched for it a thousand times, and here it is!"

Qin Yu carefully examined the unconscious woman before him. Her face was rather ordinary, and she was less than four feet tall. At first glance, she bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Meng. Could she be one of Zhao Meng's two older sisters, the Princess Huicong that Yan San had mentioned? If she was also a princess, why was she in this storeroom? And why was she clearly unconscious because of the alluring smoke he had used before entering? Qin Yu stared blankly, utterly perplexed. He simply shook his head, holding the white fox fur coat in his hand. The fur seemed to possess a spirit, pulsating in his palm, emanating a warmth. Even after hundreds of years since the Warring States period, the fur coat remained as vibrant as ever, still so smooth and warm, like a thick layer of down covering his skin, impermeable to the elements.

Qin Yu did not linger. He quietly left the storeroom, leaving the door slightly ajar to prevent soldiers from discovering anything at night. Then, he lightly leaped onto the high wall and floated away into the distance.

Qin Yu, while simultaneously using his light-footed skills, repeatedly analyzed everything he had witnessed, unable to understand how he had infiltrated the Prince Rui's mansion twice unscathed. It seemed the heavy security was merely a facade.

At dawn, a figure flashed past the Prince An's mansion, quickly disappearing into the bustling residence… “Brother Qin, that’s right, it’s the white fox fur coat! Thank you, Father will be so happy to see it!” The princess couldn’t hide her excitement.

“When shall I propose marriage?” Qin Yu embraced the blissfully happy princess.

“Father is still in court discussing matters. I will speak to him after he returns, to avoid being too abrupt!” The princess blushed and buried her head in Qin Yu’s chest.

“I made some new discoveries during my visit to the Prince Rui’s mansion.” He then recounted to Xiao Shuang in detail the weapons and armor he had found in the storeroom, leaving the princess astonished.

“I’ve heard my father say before that Prince Rui had close ties with the Hu people, and that my two cousins’ master, Chen Yuan, was also a master from the Western Regions. I never imagined that Prince Rui would hide so many weapons and armor for what purpose?”

“A coup d’état?” Qin Yu simply said what the princess dared not say.

"It's hard to guess. Prince Rui has always been arrogant and doesn't get along with Consort Lin. The two are constantly vying for power, and who knows what tricks they'll pull? We're just bystanders, after all. What can we do to them?"

"Consort Lin?"

"Yes, she was a new concubine of the Emperor's grandfather ten years ago. She's exceptionally beautiful. She gave birth to Prince Jin, who is only eight years old this year, not even as old as me. Since the Emperor's grandfather was already in his sixties at the time, Prince Rui has always suspected that Prince Jin isn't his biological son, but he has no evidence. Moreover, Consort Lin is favored by the Emperor's grandfather, so although Prince Rui is secretly fighting her, he can't gain any advantage. In addition, now that the Emperor's grandfather is getting old, Prince Rui is afraid that Prince Jin will rise to power, and he sees him as a thorn in his side even more."

"Your royal family is too chaotic, unlike the carefree ordinary people," Qin Yu said sullenly.

“Brother Qin, how I long to escape this strife! But my father has only me as his son. If anything happens to me, how will he live out his days?”

Qin Yu gently stroked the princess’s cheek. “I, Qin, am willing to care for the princess for the rest of my life!”

Their lips met again, their tongues nimbly and tenderly entwining, the princess murmuring softly with emotion.

Qin Yu skillfully slipped his hands inside the princess’s clothes, deftly untying the bodice binding her breasts, and immediately began to knead her smooth, soft breasts. The princess, now experiencing her first sexual encounter, appeared much more alluring under Qin Yu’s guidance, lightly biting her lip and secretly attacking Qin Yu with her fragrant tongue.

Qin Yu’s penis swelled, erect and pressing against the princess’s body. His hands swiftly stripped the princess of her clothes, revealing a beautiful, smooth body before him.

“Brother Qin must be exhausted from last night. Let Xiaoshuang serve you!” The princess, her cheeks flushed, gazed at Qin Yu with tender affection. She then helped Qin Yu to the edge of the bed, gently untied his waistband, and removed his boots and clothes. The two naked men and women looked at each other. The princess's long, black hair cascaded down Qin Yu's legs. She curiously examined his penis; the young woman, accustomed to the comforts of a wealthy family, seemed quite intrigued by the man's member. The princess's

slender, white fingers gently grasped Qin Yu's penis. A slight ache immediately shot through his perineum; perhaps he had overindulged a little these past few days, Qin Yu thought to himself.

Qin Yu's member was indeed quite large. The princess's small hand had barely grasped it when she gently stroked and kneaded it. Waves of pleasure washed over Qin Yu, and gradually, the veins on his penis bulged, like the fatigue of someone drunk. The princess gently brought her lips to his, opening her small mouth, her tongue lightly licking the glans, making Qin Yu almost groan with pleasure.

Seeing that Qin Yu didn't object, the princess gradually took the entire glans into her mouth, her fragrant tongue gently patting the shaft, saliva flowing down it. Qin Yu wasn't idle either; he turned the princess over, assuming a 69 position, her pink labia fully exposed. Qin Yu gently traced the path between her labia with his tongue, and the princess occasionally let out soft moans of pleasure, her juices slowly flowing out.

"Qin~~Big~~~Brother~My~hole~is~so~~itchy~~~Husband~~Don't~stop~ah~~~~Hmm~~Ah~~~Ah~~~Ah~~~Husband~~~My~~~tongue~~~pressing~Xiaoshuang~~~~flower~~~~~so~~so~~water~flowing~~~~~~~out~~~~my~cock~~~~so~big~~so~good~~eat~the~crown~~~so~big~~so~

good~~the~crown~~so~good~~Eat~the~crown~~so~big~~so~good~~the~crown ...

"Ah~~~ Ah~~~~ Ah~~ Hmm~~~~ Husband~~~ It's so itchy~~~ It's gone~~~ to~~~ my~~ heart~~!" Qin Yu gently sucked on the clitoris in his mouth, slowly squeezing and touching it with his slippery tongue. A gush of hot, wet lustful fluid shot out, and the princess's body quickly convulsed. "Ah~~~ Ah~~ Husband~~~ Little~Frost~~ came~~" The princess cried out, trembling and ignoring the intense stimulation.

After the princess's body calmed down a little, Qin Yu held the princess's beautiful legs, pressed her labia against his crotch, and sat down on his penis, calling it: Guanyin sitting on a lotus! As the princess sat down, his penis deeply penetrated her flower, and the slightest movement of the princess caused her whole body to tremble. "Ah!~ Ah~ Ah~~ Ah~~~ Ah~ Ah~~~~ Hmm~~~ Ah~~~~~ Husband~~~~ Your~~~ cock~~~~ is~~~ so~~~ deep~~~ so~~ comfortable~~~!"

Qin Yu gently lifted the princess's pert buttocks with his hands, slowly moving them up and down. The princess's breasts trembled with each movement, and her pink labia opened and closed as the cock was swallowed and released, the resulting streams of lustful fluid turning into thin strands of white pus. Ah~~ Hmm~~~~~~~ Hmm~~~~ Ah~~~~~ Hmm~~~~~ So comfortable~~~~ So good~~~~ The princess's slightly tearful moans couldn't hide the pleasure brought by the thrusting! "Mmm...ah...husband...I...love...your...cock...it...feels...so...good!" The princess's buttocks moved up and down, swallowing and releasing the penis, leaving only the two testicles outside, undulating with her movements.

The princess seemed to gradually master this rhythm, beginning to change the angle and posture of her squatting position. Sometimes her vulva would engulf the penis and grind it up and down, sometimes letting the glans gently penetrate her vulva, slowly squeezing and bringing waves of pleasure.

"Husband~~~~, hurry~~~~ shoot~~~~, I~~~~ can't ~

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