Chen Yuanyuan's good

In September of the eleventh year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign (1638), the Qing army advanced south in two columns, and martial law was
declared
in Beijing. Besieged on two fronts, the Ming Dynasty had no choice but to recall its commander-in-chief, Hong Chengchou, from the western front to lead troops to defend the city alongside Sun Chuanting. That autumn, Huang Taiji led his army to capture Yizhou, using it as a base to launch a siege of Jinzhou. The Chongzhen Emperor also made great efforts to strengthen
the defenses of Shanhaiguan and Jinzhou.

In early 1638, Hong Chengchou was transferred to the position of Governor-General of Jiliao, leading troops from Shaanxi eastward
to join forces with Ma Ke of Shanhaiguan and Wu Sangui of Ningyuan. Jinzhou was fortified by the three cities of Songshan, Xingshan, and Tashan

, forming a defensive perimeter. In the winter of 1634, the Qing army attacked Jinzhou and Ningyuan. Hong Chengchou sent troops to reinforce them, but they were defeated at Tashan and Xingshan.

In the spring of the fourteenth year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign, to salvage the precarious situation in Liaodong, the Ming court dispatched Hong
Chengchou
with eight generals—Yang Guozhu (General of Xuanfu), Wang Pu (General of Datong), Tang Tong (General of Miyun), Bai Guang'en (General of Jizhou), Cao Bianjiao (General of Yutian), Ma Ke (General of Shanhaiguan), Wang Tingchen (General of Qiantunwei), and Wu Sangui (General of Ningyuan)—comprising 130,000 elite troops and 40,000 horses
, to reinforce the area. They assembled at Ningyuan to engage the Qing army in battle.

In March, Huang Taiji launched a large-scale siege of Jinzhou, determined to capture it. Hong Chengchou advocated a gradual approach
, establishing camps step by step, fighting and defending, and avoiding rash battles. However, Minister of War Chen Xinjia urged action, and
Emperor also hoping for a cautious approach, adopted a swift and decisive strategy. In August, Huang Taiji learned that Ming reinforcements had arrived,
so he personally led a large army from Shengjing to provide assistance. They were stationed between Songshan and Xingshan, positioned to the south of the Ming army.
Jirhalang's army attacked the outer city of Jinzhou, cutting off communication between the Ming forces of Songshan and Xingshan, severing their supply lines, and cutting off Hong Chengchou's retreat.
Hong Chengchou advocated a decisive battle, while the various commanders advocated a retreat to the south. Finally, they convened a meeting to break out through the mountains, resulting
in the collapse of tens of thousands of troops.

In January of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen (1642), upon hearing that imperial reinforcements had arrived, Hong Chengchou sent 6,000
men out of the city for a night attack, but they were defeated by the Qing army. Songshan was besieged for half a year, and the city's food supplies were exhausted.
Xia Chengde, the deputy commander of Songshan, pleaded with the Qing army, offering his son Xia Shu as a hostage in exchange for surrender. In March, the Qing army accepted the plea and
launched a night attack, breaching Songshan. Hong Chengchou and Governor Qiu Minyang were captured, and General Cao Bianjiao and other generals were killed. After Hong Chengchou was captured, Zu Dashou,
the garrison commander , left the inner city and surrendered with his troops. Tashan and Xingshan also fell into Qing hands,
effectively ending the Ming army's Jinning defense line.

With the fall of Songshan and Jinzhou, and Hong Chengchou's eventual surrender to the Qing, Emperor Chongzhen secretly attempted to negotiate peace with the Manchus. However, Minister of War
Chen Xinjia was executed for leaking the peace talks, extinguishing any remaining chance for peace with the Qing.

The Chinese nation was driven to the brink by internal and external troubles; the Ming dynasty faced a critical juncture of survival,
besieged by attacks from both sides, natural disasters, and widespread suffering.

The Manchus, aware that the Ming dynasty was crumbling after years of fighting peasant armies, believed the time was ripe to seize control of the Central Plains
and strike while the Ming was weakened.

Li Zicheng's Shun army gradually approached Beijing, Zhang Xianzhong's army established the Great Xi in Sichuan, Ming general Zuo Liangyu
fled to Chizhou, Anhui, and many local generals either surrendered or fled, with countless others dying in battle.

If only the Ming Dynasty had more capable ministers like Yuan Chonghuan or Hong Chengchou, how much better things would have been! Unfortunately, years
of corruption had fostered a bunch of fools. Fierce internal strife and a tendency to flee at the sight of enemies led to the Ming Dynasty's repeated defeats, with more losses than victories
.

The Manchus, though small, were strong, skilled in guerrilla warfare and raids, constantly plundering hundreds of thousands of people and livestock from the Ming Dynasty, whose
population was only around one million. At this time, the Ming Dynasty's population was conservatively estimated at around one hundred million.

If the Ming Dynasty had earlier organized a serious and decisive war against the Manchus, thoroughly defeating them, it could
have crippled the Manchus for at least a decade, potentially leading to their annexation and annihilation by neighboring Mongolia or Korea
.

However, from the Wanli to the Tianqi reigns, constant factional strife, corrupt officials, and rampant corruption, coupled with the court's
inaction , led to the current dire consequences, resulting in widespread suffering and national ruin.

Decades of Ming Dynasty's disregard and incompetence towards the Manchus gradually emboldened the Manchus. Like wolves,
the Manchus saw the Ming Dynasty utterly corrupt, plagued by official oppression, popular uprisings, natural disasters, and constant civil unrest—how could they resist devouring it
?

While Qin Shi Huang built the Great Wall, the Great Wall we see today was almost entirely constructed during the Ming Dynasty. The Great Wall
, also known as the Border Wall in the Ming Dynasty, was a strategic fortification built to prevent the Mongols from invading southward.

In the late Ming Dynasty, the Mongols gradually split into three main groups: the Western
Oirat tribes from the western Mongolian steppe to the Junggar Basin; the Khalkha tribes from the north of Lake Baikal and the Ordos Loop; and the "Southern Mongolian" tribes from the eastern Mongolian steppe and south of
the Gobi Desert . "Southern Mongolia" bordered the Later Jin state established by Nurhaci, and its geographical location
on the right flank of the Later Jin played a role in restraining the Later Jin's entry into the Liaoshen region. To eliminate any worries about its rear, Nurhaci
conquered the various tribes of "Southern Mongolia" one by one by force. The Khorchin tribe in "Southern Mongolia" was Nurhaci's first target
. After several battles, the Khorchin tribe withdrew its troops and sought an alliance through marriage.

Through continuous intermarriage, the Manchus and Mongols became one family, with each marrying the other's women.
The Manchus thus eliminated the military threat on their right flank and gained a powerful military ally. Whenever they attacked the Ming Dynasty,
the Khorchin princes led their troops to follow, making meritorious contributions in defeating the Ming army. It can be seen that military objectives were also
an important reason for the Manchu-Mongol intermarriage.

The Manchus could only conquer the Central Plains by uniting with the various Mongol tribes. Moreover, the Mongols were powerful, located on the frontier, and
had no worries about their rear. They were also adjacent to the Manchu homeland. The best way for the Manchus to maintain their rule was through intermarriage.

The long-term, multi-layered intermarriage between the Manchu and Mongol nobles not only consolidated their political alliance and
stabilized the Manchu feudal order, but also directly promoted the integration of the two ethnic groups, strengthened
the ties between the Manchu and Mongol nobles in remote areas, and facilitated extensive economic and cultural exchanges. Through the Manchu-Mongol alliance,
the Mongol tribes gradually achieved stability, becoming the most stable and reliable region and force for the Manchu rule.

The minor victories in the battles of Ningyuan and Ningjin only temporarily halted the Manchu offensive momentum, severely dampening
their offensive spirit but causing little substantial damage.

At its strongest, the Manchu was merely a hungry wolf, while Li Zicheng's powerful Shun dynasty was like
a lion king. This dog and lion, taking advantage of their master's illness, attacked and tore at him, devouring
his flesh and blood as they grew stronger.

Both the Shun and the Manchu were racing against time to seize the initiative; whoever gained the upper hand would ultimately rule
the world.

What worried the Manchus was that if the Shun dynasty captured Beijing first, it would be extremely disadvantageous for them, and Wu Sangui was therefore in a very difficult position.
They might surrender to the Shun Dynasty. Then, the Qing Dynasty would not be far from its demise.

Although the Shun Dynasty wasn't as anxious as the Qing, its desire to destroy the Ming was the strongest. With successive victories, capturing Beijing was only a matter of time, and they were even becoming increasingly arrogant and careless. It was anticipated that nothing could withstand
the Shun's hundreds of thousands of troops . The Ming Dynasty was like a large tree swaying in the wind and rain, riddled with holes, and filled with greedy termites . ***************** 1642. The night was deep, the moon shone brightly, and Beijing was quiet and sparsely populated. A cool breeze swept through the desolate streets, and soldiers stood at every street corner. The Qianqing Palace. The Qianqing Palace had nine warm chambers, divided into upper and lower levels, with a total of twenty-seven beds, where the empresses and concubines could access the emperor. Because of the large number of rooms and beds, few people knew where the emperor slept each night, to prevent any unforeseen events. Inside the warm pavilion, the yellow satin curtains fluttered in the breeze. Emperor Chongzhen paced back and forth before his desk, holding a report. His cheeks, now pale and haggard under the palace lanterns, were streaked with white at such a young age. Crow's feet were already etched at the corners of his eyes, and his often sleepless nights had left his eye sockets somewhat dark. Chongzhen suddenly stopped, closed his eyes, tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. "The late emperor, you never held court all year, never read the memorials of your ministers . How carefree you were..." "Although I have tried my best to correct this abuse and personally attend to every matter, the various documents sent to the palace every day fall on my desk like snowflakes ..." "I feel exhausted. Every day there are endless documents to deal with. I often go to bed after midnight, and sometimes up all night. When will I ever finish reviewing all these things..." Chongzhen slammed the report to the ground, trembling with anger. A gentle breeze slowly lifted the semi-transparent yellow satin curtain. Behind it, several beautiful palace maids and eunuchs trembled, clutching their robes tightly, too afraid to utter a sound. They were used to such sights. Without Chongzhen's summons, they dared not disturb him. Chongzhen slumped onto his throne, which was covered with a yellow cushion, rubbing his face with his hands. After a brief rest, he still struggled to stay awake, personally reviewing documents and drafting edicts. "Li Zicheng's troops have decisively defeated the Ming army at Xiangcheng, killing the Shaanxi Governor-General Wang Qiaonian. I've raised a bunch of useless fools! The late emperor… our ancestors… the Ming dynasty… it's all doomed…" For a moment, Chongzhen fell silent, deep in thought, his dark eyes moist . Finally, an overwhelming weariness washed over him, and Chongzhen leaned back on his throne, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. The palace maids and eunuchs behind the yellow satin curtains of the warm pavilion, seeing that the Emperor had begun to nap again, filed in and quickly tidied up the room, which Chongzhen had left in a mess. After the room was tidy, they carefully and neatly retreated behind the yellow satin curtains to serve him. These beautiful palace maids and eunuchs worked in three shifts, serving the Emperor without stopping for a moment. If Chongzhen flew into a rage , he would beat and kick them, taking his anger out on them. But no matter how much Chongzhen beat and scolded them, they dared not beg for mercy, only repeatedly uttering, "This servant deserves to die ... This servant deserves to die..." Chongzhen dozed for a while, then slowly opened his eyes again. The warm pavilion, under a few palace lanterns, was quiet, with only the warm breeze constantly blowing open the glass, vermilion, and yellow satin curtains. Having regained his composure, Chongzhen lowered his head, struggling to stay awake, and began to review documents and personally draft imperial edicts. "Serve tea..." "Yes..." The reply "Yes" didn't come from a palace maid, but from a stunningly beautiful woman, known to Emperor Chongzhen as exceptionally intelligent and captivating throughout the Ming Dynasty. The vermilion and yellow satin curtains were slowly lifted by the maids' delicate hands, revealing a beauty dressed in a jade-white palace gown . Her figure was graceful and alluring, her eyes brimming with autumn water, a smile playing on her lips before she spoke. Long, glossy black hair cascaded down her cheeks and slender waist. Five-colored auspicious cloud patterns adorned the cuffs and hem of her gown, within which butterflies danced. A jade belt cinched her waist, making her appear as slender as a willow branch, delicate and easily encircled. She held a cup of tea in her hands, steam rising from it, the subtle aroma of tea refreshing and invigorating Emperor Chongzhen. But even this paled in comparison to the natural fragrance emanating from her, which invigorated him. "Yuanyuan, it's you." "Your Majesty...it's this servant..." Chongzhen took the teacup, examining the white jade dragon cup, admiring its exquisite and precious art. He lightly , then looked up at Chen Yuanyuan. "No matter how fine the tea, no matter how beautiful the cup, it can't compare to even a fraction of yours." "Pfft...Your Majesty, you're joking. It's my honor to serve you..." She looked at Chongzhen, a gentle smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with tenderness that seemed to warm one's heart. The palace maids and eunuchs behind the vermilion and yellow satin curtains usually didn't need to wait for the emperor to speak; they would act according to any slight movement of his eyebrows, lips, or beard. The palace maids and eunuchs behind the hazy curtains slowly retreated, bowing slightly as they faced Chongzhen. Chongzhen seemed to have encountered something pleasant, watching her slowly place the white jade dragon cup on the imperial table and sit up straight. "With no outsiders present, don't refer to yourself as a servant, my beloved concubine, come here quickly." "Hmm...no...didn't Your Majesty say you wanted to hear me sing that... 'Dian Jiang Chun'...?" "Oh...oh...right...right, I almost forgot, quickly bring it to me." " Yes, Your Majesty." She smiled gently at Chongzhen, curtsied slightly, and then turned around, her beauty like a flower, like a cloud emerging from a mountain. Her long, flowing hair swayed gently against her slender waist and beautiful back as she moved lightly towards the vermilion and yellow satin curtain with her back to Chongzhen. Chongzhen was momentarily stunned, secretly swallowing, his eyes filled with a beautiful longing. She walked behind the vermilion and yellow satin curtain, lowered it, and the semi-transparent curtain obscured her. Chongzhen could only see her hazy figure behind the curtain. Chen Yuanyuan brought over a small sandalwood stool carved with dragons and phoenixes, and holding the Tianmu pipa (a type of lute) once used by Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang dynasty, she sat on the stool and began to play and sing the " Dian Jiang Chun" melody, separated by a vermilion and yellow satin curtain. Her beautiful, hazy figure entered Chongzhen's eyes, and the melodious, ethereal music and voice...

Her cherry-red lips moved slowly and deliberately, their movements flowing from the pipa.

The Tianmu pipa played in harmony with Chen Yuanyuan's left hand, employing a series of pressing, guiding, and flicking techniques, while her right hand plucked, picked, pinched,
rolled, double-plucked, double-picked, flicked, stroked, and double-flying techniques. The beautiful, melodious tone, combined with the beauty's voice,
slowly spread. The warbling of orioles echoed endlessly, as if six horses were raising their heads in chorus.

"One night… the east wind… scattered… how much sorrow…"

Chen Yuanyuan, sitting on a stool through the hazy vermilion and yellow satin curtain, gazed tenderly at Chongzhen, her red lips slowly
opening and closing as she sang softly.

"A few cries… of birds… the dream turns… dawn breaks through the gauze window…"

Chongzhen, captivated and mesmerized, seemed to merge into the beautiful scene depicted in the song and music.

"At first sight... early spring... a few birdsongs... in the blink of an eye... spring is almost over..."

Chen Yuanyuan's demeanor was elegant and refined, her forehead and cheeks beautiful and full, her beauty unparalleled, possessing the air of a renowned scholar. Emperor Chongzhen was captivated by her.

"The long pavilion road... the horizon... fragrant grass... only... the time of return is good..."

Chen Yuanyuan swayed her head from time to time, her long, beautiful hair flowing and cascading down her cheeks and chest, her breasts trembling, exuding
a fragrant allure. Her slender, jade-like fingers deftly played the Tianmu pipa, the instrument used by the beloved concubine of Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

"One night... the east wind... scattered... how much sorrow by my pillow..."

Chen Yuanyuan played the Tianmu pipa, gracefully and slowly rising to her feet, taking light steps towards Emperor Chongzhen. The vermilion and
yellow satin curtain was slowly lifted by her beautiful body, revealing the figure Emperor Chongzhen had longed for day and night.

"A few cries...birds sing...dream turns...dawn at the gauze window..."

Chen Yuanyuan's phoenix eyes, behind her bangs, held a hint
of indifference as she gazed at Chongzhen, gently swaying her head as she played and sang. Her demeanor was serene and graceful, her figure ethereal and elegant, her robes flowing like silk, occasionally glancing back at her Xiang skirt, truly like a lone phoenix in the mist.

"At first sight...early spring...a few cries of birds...in the blink of an eye...spring is fading..."

In just a few seconds, her indifference transformed into a slightly provocative gaze, still fixed on Chongzhen. The melodious tunes
flowed from her round lips, like clouds emerging from mountains, like pearls on a large plate, intoxicating and ecstatic.

"The long pavilion road...the horizon...fragrant grass...only...the time of return is good..."

Chen Yuanyuan slowly raised her Tianmu pipa above her head, gently swaying her shoulders as her slender waist began
to slowly rotate, her provocative gaze fixed on Chongzhen, a hint of a smile on her face. A reclusive spirit,
like a drifting cloud, emerged from the valley, oblivious to the world's quiet or clamor.

"The long pavilion road...the horizon...fragrant grass...only..."

As the song neared its end, Chen Yuanyuan gracefully turned her back to Chongzhen, lowering the pipa she had held high. At that moment,
layers of jade-white palace makeup cascaded down her beautiful body like mercury, each layer with a
different , revealing her alluring figure.

"When you return..."

Under the glow of palace lanterns, the now naked Chen Yuanyuan turned around, smiling as she gazed at Chongzhen. Tall and
slender yet full-figured, she was perfectly proportioned, thin where she should be, and curvaceous where she should be.

Chen Yuanyuan held the pipa, slowly using the head of the instrument to shield her eyes. Chongzhen stood up anxiously and walked towards her.

Chen Yuanyuan then moved the pipa head away, revealing her stunning beauty, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked at the somewhat impatient Chongzhen,
her white teeth slightly parted, giving him a captivating smile.

Emperor Chongzhen approached, staring into Chen Yuanyuan's eyes. He slowly lifted her up, one arm reaching under her legs to hold
her long, slender thighs. He began to sing the song Chen Yuanyuan had just sung, "Dian Jiang Chun," and turned to
walk into a warm pavilion with a dragon bed.

"At first sight... early spring... a few birdsongs... you can't escape .

" "Pfft... Your Majesty... you're singing nonsense... giggle..." "

The long pavilion road... the horizon... fragrant grass... only... Yuanyuan is good..."

"Pfft... you're still singing..."

In that instant, Chongzhen seemed to forget everything; his eyes were only for Chen Yuanyuan. Holding Chen Yuanyuan, he pushed
aside the vermilion and yellow satin curtains and gently placed her on the dragon bed. Instantly, Chen Yuanyuan's
thousands of beautiful hairs spread out on the dragon bed, forming a beautiful blooming flower.

Chongzhen impatiently ripped off his dragon robe and threw it onto the thick carpet.

Emperor Chongzhen pounced on Chen Yuanyuan's beautiful body, feeling her softness even through his dragon robe.
He pouted and tried to kiss her face, but she flung her head away, her beautiful hair brushing against his
face . Chongzhen grabbed her hair and held it to his nose, inhaling its fragrance as if he were
surrounded by flowers.

"Hmm…Your Majesty…let's talk…look how anxious you are…you are the Emperor…"

"Oh…oh…hahaha…I couldn't resist when I saw my beloved concubine…"

Chen Yuanyuan gently pushed Chongzhen away, and he lay flat on the dragon bed. Chen Yuanyuan lay on her side beside
Chongzhen , one of her full, white breasts pressing against his chest. She stretched out a long, white leg
and gently pressed it between his legs, trapping his slender dragon root between her thighs.

"Mmm...so comfortable..."

"This is what you call comfortable...there's more to come..."

Chongzhen tried to roll over and pin Chen Yuanyuan beneath him, but Chen Yuanyuan pressed him down firmly, her slender index finger resting on
her red lips , her face showing a mixture of displeasure and amusement.

"Hmm...no...Your Highness, you've been working too hard on state affairs and it's taken a toll on your health...just lie down...I'll...talk to you for a bit first
..."

"Hehe...you're so understanding..."

Chongzhen straightened up, his free hand stroking Chen Yuanyuan's thigh, which was wrapped around his penis, gently
feeling its smooth, jade-like texture.

"Hmph...Your Majesty...with three thousand beauties in your harem...what am I to you...who knows, one day you might forget me
completely..."

Chen Yuanyuan tightened her grip on his penis, gently moving it up and down. She leaned
close to Chongzhen's ear, her fragrant lips pursed as she gently breathed warm air into his ear canal, her head
bobbing slightly up and down.

"You are my darling, I can't even cherish you enough."

"Your Majesty... close your eyes... rest a bit... let me serve you... you've worked too hard
..."

Chen Yuanyuan then slowly tilted her head back, opening her cherry-like mouth and extending her long, slender tongue to
probe into Chongzhen's ear canal. Her free hand gently caressed
Chongzhen's chest, soothing his entire body, while the pressure of her legs tightened.

"Empress Zhou... Consort Tian... aren't they all beauties beyond compare... better than me..."

"Hehehe... you are all equally good, my precious darlings, I'm afraid they'll melt in my hands."

"This humble servant dares not compare herself to the Empress and Consort Tian... This humble servant is merely the Emperor's secret agent..."

"Shh...shh...You must not let anyone know your true identity. No one is to be told, you understand?"

"Yes, yes...yes...My Emperor...is the greatest deity in the world...This humble servant will be completely obedient to Your Majesty...
"

A wave of fatigue washed over him, and with Chen Yuanyuan's gentle caresses, Chongzhen lay quietly on the dragon bed,
in a half-awake state, his words becoming increasingly incoherent.

At this moment, Chen Yuanyuan leaned over Chongzhen's crotch, her warm jade hands slowly caressing his lower abdomen, one
jade hand grasping Chongzhen's slender dragon root, her red lips parting as she extended her long, thin tongue, touching the frenulum of the glans.

"Mmm...oh...mmm...oh...Your Majesty's thing...is so long...it will make this humble servant..."

The long, thin tongue began to circle the glans again, slowly. Her phoenix eyes
darted back and forth between the emperor's genitals and Chongzhen's face.

"Your Majesty's testicles...are really big...bigger than Wu Sangui's..."

The warm, jade-like hand that had been stroking Chongzhen's lower abdomen began to grasp his scrotum, gently twisting the two testicles
inside . Chen Yuanyuan then took the glans into her mouth, her long, slender tongue
attacking it relentlessly, the secreted saliva enveloping it.

Chongzhen was in a state between sleep and wakefulness, almost falling asleep only to be awakened by the pleasure on his genitals. When the pleasure subsided
, it would begin again, and he would slowly drift off to sleep, repeating this cycle over and over.

"My beloved concubine...serves...me...so...comfortable..."

"Mmm...pop...this servant has many more tricks up her sleeve..."

Chen Yuanyuan spat out the glans with a "pop," then lowered her head and took the testicles into her mouth, her long, slender
tongue swirling wildly around the egg-sized testicles.

"Waaah...waaah...Your Majesty's testicles are starting to...contract...what are they going to do...I'm so scared
..."

"Is he going to ejaculate...Your Majesty, ejaculate...don't hold it in...it's so uncomfortable to hold it in..."

"Ah...ah...I'm ejaculating...oh...so much...so thick...it's all over my face..." Chen

Yuanyuan, suddenly covered in the ejaculate, quickly swallowed the dragon's root and sucked hard on the glans with her cheeks. The dragon's semen, which was supposed to ejaculate three times, was squeezed out several more times by Chen Yuanyuan's small mouth. Startled by this, Chongzhen suddenly sat up on the dragon bed, his hands embracing Chen Yuanyuan's head, his buttocks heaving tightly, each ejaculate being squeezed out by Chen Yuanyuan. After this ejaculation, the powerless Chongzhen was pushed back onto the dragon bed by Chen Yuanyuan , breathing heavily. "Mmm...mmm...howling howling howling howling...ha..." Chen Yuanyuan stretched her head towards Chongzhen, her phoenix eyes, slanted and bewildered, staring into his eyes. She slowly opened her mouth, revealing a large mouthful of dragon essence. Inside, her long, slender tongue slowly swirled and stirred the essence, deliberately letting Chongzhen admire her lowly mouth holding the most precious essence in the world. Chongzhen smiled, reaching out to stroke Chen Yuanyuan's rosy cheeks. He then inserted his fingers into her cherry-like mouth, teasing her fragrant tongue. Chongzhen gazed at Chen Yuanyuan's lustful expression, his body and mind finding boundless satisfaction. Chen Yuanyuan's expression turned cold. She stared at Chongzhen, then swallowed the mouthful of dragon essence with a "gulp," swallowing several mouthfuls before finishing it all. "Mmm...so delicious...Your Majesty's semen...is the best I've ever tasted..." "Hehe...hahaha..." "But...I want more...because...my stomach...is already hungry..." "I love your seductive ways the most, unlike Consort Tian, who is so...silent and taciturn ..." "Giggle" Chen Yuanyuan climbed between Chongzhen's legs again, her full breasts pressing against his penis, rubbing haphazardly. She tilted her head back, her phoenix eyes gleaming wickedly at Chongzhen's eyes. "Mmm...oh...mmm...oh...Your Majesty...get hard...I'm so hungry..." " Hahaha...then show me your skills." "Giggle" Behind Chen Yuanyuan's head, her buttocks rose, her back pressed low, her serpentine waist twisting. She opened her small mouth, which had just been holding his penis, and stuck out her long, thin tongue, flicking it haphazardly outside her mouth, her appearance indescribably lewd and seductive. Chen Yuanyuan then raised her beautiful body, straightened up, and knelt between Chongzhen's legs, lowering her seductive buttocks so that the already erect penis head was pressed against her lower body, within her alluring petals. "Your Majesty...is my body...beautiful?" "Truly incomparably beautiful, like a person made of jade." "Then what are you waiting for...come on..." Chen Yuanyuan slowly rotated her serpentine waist, her alluring petals between her legs clamping the penis head inside, her slanted phoenix eyes fixed intently on Chongzhen's eyes, as if she could not bear to look away for even a moment. Streams of love fluid flowed from Chen Yuanyuan's vagina, moistening the penis head and assaulting the Emperor's penis. Chongzhen's already slender penis stretched even longer, with thick, bulging veins appearing on it. "One night... the east wind... scattered... how much sorrow..." Chen Yuanyuan tilted her head slightly, looking down at Chongzhen lying on the dragon bed. Her phoenix eyes, slanted beneath her embroidered eyebrows, shot out a greedy gaze , and her straight nose exhaled a warm, fragrant breath. She raised a warm, jade-like hand to cup one of her full breasts and knead it, while her other hand reached down to her fragrant crotch and pinched the dragon root, rubbing it incessantly against the tender flesh of her vaginal opening and urethra. "A few cries... birdsong... dreams turn... dawn at the gauze window..." Chen Yuanyuan slowly lowered her beautiful body, the dragon root forcing its way into her small vaginal opening and slowly entering her belly. As it was swallowed, her serpentine waist twisted wildly, bringing Chongzhen extreme pleasure. "At first sight... early spring... a few cries of birdsong... in the blink of an eye... spring is about to end..." The lanterns in the palace were made of gold foil, surrounded by gold plates, with intricate patterns of stars, the sun, and the moon to let in light, making them look magnificent and beautiful. Under the flickering lamps beside the dragon bed, Chen Yuanyuan's alluring body writhed like a snake. Coupled with her warbling, nightingale-like singing—a stark contrast it seemed to arouse Chongzhen to ejaculate again. "The long pavilion road…the horizon…fragrant grass…only…the return time is good…" Chen Yuanyuan's plump vagina swallowed the dragon's root whole, she sat on Chongzhen's lap, her whole body trembling, her juices flowing freely , her delicate face radiating passionate desire, her slightly open eyes displaying unparalleled allure. Her face swayed frequently, her seductive…

Her eyes were glazed, her hair flew wildly, and she was drenched in sweat. The burning desire within her composure drove her to display a wanton and seductive allure.
Her panting and moaning, brimming with wantonness, completely erased her previous composure.

"You wretched servant…you're going to drain me dry…"

"Hehe…hehe…drain me…drain me dry, that's good…"

"If you're drained, you won't have any energy left. How can you handle state affairs

then?" "Hehe…then handle state affairs…inside my belly…

" "You lewd, lowly servant, I'll kill you! "

"Ah…ah…kill me…please…kill Li Zicheng and the Manchus together…give you back the Ming dynasty
…"

Chongzhen flipped Chen Yuanyuan onto the dragon bed, burying her head deep into the gold-embroidered dragon pillow, hoisting her
long , jade-like legs onto his shoulders. He grabbed her full breasts, roughly kneading them
, then withdrew his dragon root slightly before thrusting it in forcefully.

"Ah...ya...you're killing me...you've pierced my heart...Your Majesty...are you going to kill me?"

"Ah...waaa, you wretched servant, the deeper and tighter you go, the more you wrap around me."

"Ah...faster...Your Majesty...insert this servant...insert this wretched person...insert it into my flower bud...ah...ah..."

At the end of Chen Yuanyuan's vagina, her flower bud was being relentlessly pounded by the dragon's root, and gradually the opening was forced open. The dragon's
root seemed to see hope, and the glans desperately pushed against the slightly open opening, trying to drill inside.

"Ouch...ouch...ouch...it's killing me...ah...waaa...You've put it in, Your Majesty..."

"Hmph, that's what I was going to do, hmm, isn't this what you like best?"

"Hmm...ah...I don't like it at all...it hurts so much...you're using so much force..."

The dragon's root was being tightly wrapped by Chen Yuanyuan's vagina, and the opening of her flower bud was finally forced open by the emperor's glans. Chongzhen,
disregarding everything, thrust forcefully again, his glans penetrating another space—the small fleshy sac called the uterus. Like
a defense against an invader, it suddenly contracted and wrapped tightly around the emperor's glans.

"Ah...ah...ah...I...I'm going to ejaculate again...you...demon..."

"Mmm...mmm...oh...mmm...mmm...ah...ah..."

Chen Yuanyuan reached out and wrapped her arms around Chongzhen's neck, pulling him into her embrace. Her full breasts pressed tightly against
his chest, while her long, jade-like legs remained draped over his shoulders.

Chen Yuanyuan's long, jade-like legs gripped Chongzhen's waist tightly, tightening more and more forcefully, allowing his penis
to penetrate deeper and deeper into her womb.

The extraordinary organ within her womb tightly coiled around Chongzhen's penis, while the
uterine exerted even greater force and suction, assaulting the penetrating glans.

The copious amounts of hot, lustful fluid secreted were like a bath for his penis. Her vagina contracted and squeezed the dragon's root in a spiraling
, relentless, and seemingly endless manner.

"Waaah, I've ejaculated into you again, you lewd, lowly servant!"

"Ah...ah...it's burning me...I don't want to live anymore..."

"Quickly...shoot inside again...satisfy this lowly servant's womb...Your Majesty, you haven't given me this in so long..."

Chen Yuanyuan's long legs, gripping Chongzhen
's waist, squeezed his buttocks in a peculiar and rhythmic way, while her vagina and womb frantically invaded the fragile dragon's root.

The dragon's root was firmly inserted into Chen Yuanyuan's lower body; although not particularly thick,
it was long enough. Waves of dragon semen were being poured into Chen Yuanyuan's womb, and the womb, upon contact with the semen,
frantically extracted even more fluid.

"Give it to me... I want more... ah... ah... ha... ah... wow..."

Chen Yuanyuan opened her small mouth in a frenzy, extending her long, slender tongue into Chongzhen's mouth,
teasing him wildly and even adding her own saliva. Her high, delicate nose took deep breaths, and the fragrant
breeze from her jade mouth blew onto Chongzhen's face, making him feel dazed, as if in a dream.

Chongzhen pressed down on Chen Yuanyuan's beautiful body, rubbing his chest and abdomen against her warm flesh. And
deep inside Chen Yuanyuan's belly, his dragon root forcefully pushed against the walls of her uterus, ejaculating as if trying to
inject into the walls of Chen Yuanyuan's uterus.

Chen Yuanyuan was extremely perceptive; staring into Chongzhen's dazed eyes, she withdrew her long, slender tongue from his
mouth . Chongzhen desperately tried to hold that long, lewd, soft tongue in his mouth, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Ah...ah...mmm...Your Highness...look, you've already ejaculated...does it feel good...is it all clear now..."

"Ah, oh, I can't ejaculate anymore, I'm exhausted."

"Tired...lie down and rest...I will stay by Your Majesty's side forever..."

Chen Yuanyuan, seemingly powerless, easily flipped over and pinned Chongzhen beneath her
. However, the dragon's root remained inside her, not slipping out even a fraction, demonstrating the extraordinary power of Chen Yuanyuan's
extraordinary member.

Exhausted to the extreme, Chongzhen lay sprawled on the dragon bed, his head deeply buried in the gold-embroidered pillow, his
mind hazy as he drifted off to sleep.

"Water...water...my beloved consort...I want some water..."

"Yes, Your Majesty..." Chen Yuanyuan remained seated on Chongzhen, twisting her body as she picked up a long-spouted celadon water bottle that had been

prepared beforehand from the low cabinet beside the dragon bed .
The water in the bottle was prepared to resemble nectar, and Chen Yuanyuan opened her red lips
to draw a sip, but didn't drink it herself.

With the water in her mouth, Chen Yuanyuan held the handle of the long-spouted celadon water bottle in one hand, then bent down. With her other hand,
she pried open Chongzhen's mouth, and then slowly opened her own cherry-like lips. The nectar-like water, mixed with her own
saliva, flowed into Chongzhen's mouth like viscous oil, which he swallowed greedily, as if he were starving.

Chen Yuanyuan fed Chongzhen most of the bottle of water with her jade-like mouth, and watching him fall
asleep , a look of favor and victory appeared on her beautiful face.

Chen Yuanyuan still kept the erect penis inside her, her uterus still gripping the glans, unwilling to let it out, and
the flesh of her vagina still spiraling tightly around it.

Chen Yuanyuan sat on Chongzhen's lap, slowly lowering her beautiful body, maintaining the position of tightly gripping his penis inside her belly.
Her long, slender legs slowly straightened, pressing against Chongzhen's legs. Her hands rested on Chongzhen's chest and shoulders, her head gently nestled
against his neck, her full breasts pressing against his chest as she breathed heavily.

Chen Yuanyuan intended to drift off to sleep with Chongzhen, hoping to continue their intimacy in her dreams. Inside her belly,
her vagina and uterus continued to gently suckle his penis, like a mother lulling her child to sleep.

Chen Yuanyuan glanced one last time at the soundly sleeping Chongzhen, her delicate lips slightly parted, her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips,
releasing a fragrant aroma. Then she rested her head against Chongzhen's neck again, closing her
slanted phoenix eyes.

It seemed that letting the two of them drift into a dream wouldn't be bad; perhaps in her dream, Chongzhen was restoring the Ming
Dynasty , or perhaps Chen Yuanyuan was fantasizing about becoming someone of even higher status. In this chaotic world, what
woman didn't want to climb the social ladder and become a phoenix?

But suddenly, the glass, vermilion, and yellow satin curtain was lifted by a pair of slender jade hands, and
a beautiful woman walked in with light, graceful steps.

This woman was none other than Consort Tian, her beautiful face carrying a hint of anger,
dressed her long, flowing hair reaching her shapely hips. Beneath her embroidered eyebrows were a pair of phoenix eyes, her high, straight nose slightly upturned with a long tip,
below which were red cherry lips and a pointed chin. A tall, slender, and beautiful woman with long, jade-like legs
held a long, exquisite black leather whip in her hand.

One fair and delicate hand gripped the whip's handle, raising it to her chest. The other hand was tucked into a long sleeve
, revealing a long, melon-seed-shaped cloud-patterned shoulder. She was usually quiet and reserved, rarely smiling, her face always

bearing a cold and aloof expression, like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs. As she moved with light steps, her long skirt revealed high-heeled, colorful embroidered shoes, matching her bound feet. Consort Tian approached the imperial bedchamber, her phoenix eyes flashing with hatred and jealousy as she observed everything. She slowly raised the whip and, with a moderate force, lashed Chen Yuanyuan's shapely buttocks, which were pressed against Chongzhen. "Crack!" Chen Yuanyuan, jolted awake from her reverie, turned to see the perpetrator—the favored Consort Tian—and was startled. However, the vagina and uterus inside her womb squeezed the dragon's root forcefully, causing Chen Yuanyuan both pain and pleasure. Consort Tian raised her whip and lashed at Chen Yuanyuan's buttocks again, this time with even more force. "Crack!" "You lowly servant...you still can't bear to leave...the Emperor's body...?" "Ah...you lowly servant deserves to die...ah..." Chen Yuanyuan was terrified. She was about to get off Chongzhen and push the dragon's root out, but her posture shifted back to sitting between Chongzhen's legs. "Wait...slow down...you lowly servant, are you going to break the Emperor's dragon root?" Consort Tian threw the whip onto the thick carpet, twisting her waist and sitting on the edge of the dragon bed. Impatiently, she pressed down on Chen Yuanyuan , and reached out with the other to grab the base of the dragon's root that had slipped out of Chen Yuanyuan's body. She looked up coldly at Chen Yuanyuan, a woman whose beauty rivaled her own. This was none other than Chen Yuanyuan, the peerless courtesan, renowned for her voice and beauty. "You lowly servant...you must slowly pull out your dragon root...understand?" "Yes..." "If you hurt His Majesty's dragon root, be careful with your lowly skin, I'll make you pay." " This servant...deserves to die..." Chen Yuanyuan carefully lifted her upturned buttocks, and saw Chongzhen's slender dragon root slowly squeezed out, but not a drop of dragon semen flowed out. With a "pop," the dragon root was pulled out of the intoxicating prison inside Chen Yuanyuan's belly, still hard and constantly swaying back and forth. At this time, Chongzhen was still fast asleep, perhaps dreaming of recovering the Ming Dynasty, a smile rarely seen when awake was on his face. Consort Tian lay down between Chongzhen's legs, stretched out her warm jade hands, one hand stretched out her white and tender hand to press the dragon root on it, the other jade hand carefully stroked the noble dragon root, observing it. "Huh...where's the dragon essence...why hasn't a single drop leaked out..." "Uh...uh...it's all...inside my womb..." "You lowly servant, your womb can hold dragon essence? Could it be...a one-in-a-million treasure..." "..." "You slut...the Emperor's testicles have all shrunk back into your belly...you've drained the Emperor dry..." "Ah...ah..." Consort Tian, her long hair reaching her hips, gently pushed Chen Yuanyuan down onto the inner edge of the dragon bed, making her kneel and crawl on it. Then Consort Tian leaned closer, extending her slender jade hands, one hand pinching one of Chen Yuanyuan's buttocks, slowly parting them. In the middle of the buttocks were pink petals, the vaginal opening not yet closed, wriggling as if alive. A pungent, fishy smell and the scent of dragon essence wafted out, causing Consort Tian to turn her head away, her face showing a barely perceptible expression of . Consort Tian covered her delicate nose with the back of her hand, her embroidered eyebrows slightly furrowed, her phoenix eyes fixed on Chen Yuanyuan with a stern gaze, though not truly angry. Consort Tian's hands parted Chen Yuanyuan's plump buttocks again, her phoenix eyes fixed on her constantly writhing vaginal opening. "You slut… release the dragon essence… the Emperor's… doesn't belong to you…" "Ugh… ugh…" "Hurry… force the Emperor's dragon essence out of your uterus… otherwise I'll use the handle of my whip to pierce… your scrotum!" "Ugh… ugh…" Although Chen Yuanyuan was utterly shameless and aggrieved, she had no choice but to obey Consort Tian's words. Chen Yuanyuan's lower abdomen contracted repeatedly, and the opening of her vagina slowly parted, her uterus contracting, and the dragon essence slowly overflowed. The dragon essence once again filled her wanton vagina, finally bursting out from the vaginal opening. At this moment, Consort Tian knelt with her knees together behind Chen Yuanyuan's upturned buttocks with extreme piety. Her slender jade hands extended from her long sleeves, closing into a bowl shape. "You wretched wretch... why don't you lower your slutty buttocks... and properly spit out " "If you soil the Emperor's and my clothes... be careful with your delicate skin..." Chen Yuanyuan's vaginal opening, like an infant's mouth, continuously spat out Chongzhen's dragon essence, which slowly filled the bowl in Consort Tian's hands, almost overflowing. "Stop...stop...you wretched servant, your filthy mouth...if you don't stop...it's about to drip onto the imperial bed..." "Uh...uh...Your Highness..." "Tell me...you wretched servant...what method did you use...to squeeze so much of the Emperor's semen out of him...do you want the prince 's life?" "Ah...this servant didn't mean to...it's the Emperor..." "The Emperor what?" "Waaah...waaah...it's the prince...he can't live without this wretched servant's...filthy body..." "Shut your mouth down there...you're getting off easy...get off the imperial bed..."

Suddenly, Chen Yuanyuan moved with the agility of a monkey, leaping off the bed and
hurriedly .

Consort Tian, kneeling on the dragon bed with a bowl brimming with dragon essence in her hands, turned and glared fiercely at the
treacherous Chen Yuanyuan.

"Bring me a bowl… to hold the Emperor's dragon essence…"

"Yes, sir…"

Chen Yuanyuan, her clothes disheveled, took a jade bowl from the cabinet and held it under Consort Tian's hand. Consort
Tian slowly parted her wrist, and the dragon essence flowed into the bowl like thick oil, shimmering under
the .

Soon, the bowl was completely full. Although the bowl was small, barely enough to hold a hand, Consort Tian was shocked that
Chen .

Consort Tian, with a cold, almost ethereal expression, stared in astonishment at Chen Yuanyuan, who stood bowed before the thick carpet of the dragon bed
, her phoenix eyes darting about furtively.

"Get out of here! You've made me search for the Emperor for ages, only
to you led him here."

"This servant... deserves to die... deserves to die..."

"If I find out again that you've squeezed so much of the Emperor's semen out of him, be careful I tell Empress Zhou,
and then..."

"Please, Your Majesty, please don't tell! Your Majesty, this servant will be killed."

"Heh...heh...how could that be...the Emperor still needs you to win over Wu Sangui...isn't he?"

"..."

"You may leave. I will serve the Emperor here. You come with me now."

"Thank you, Your Highness, this servant takes her leave."

[The End]

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