The Empress's Fall: Chapter Eight - The Perverted Princess's Torture

Chapter Eight: The Perverted Princess's Torture

The Phoenix Palace was filled with the fragrance of incense and dazzling colors. A beautiful noblewoman sat before a huge bronze mirror, dressing herself

. She was none other than Consort Ru, the most favored concubine.

"Hmm, Xiao Hui, raise this bun on my left a little higher," Consort Ru

instructed the maid behind her who was combing her hair.

"Yes, Your Highness," Zhang Huizhi replied, carefully tidying Consort Ru's towering hair.

Consort Ru stared intently at the two figures in the mirror, seemingly observing her own appearance, but in reality, she was scrutinizing

Zhang Huizhi's figure. Although Zhang Huizhi wore only a maid's headdress and attire,

her was unlike that of an ordinary maid. Consort Ru felt a mixture

of jealousy and confusion: "She's been down from heaven for so long, how can she still have such poise? Besides,

during this time with me, she's always been so subservient to me. Could it be that she really doesn't... " "Is there any resentment?"

Zhang Huizhi, unaware of Consort Ru's thoughts, carefully tidied her hair and whispered, "Is this

alright , Your Highness?"

Consort Ru examined her closely for a while and praised, "Hmm, really good. Xiao Hui, your technique is getting better and better.

Come closer and put my jewelry on."

Zhang Huizhi lowered her eyes and walked to Consort Ru's right side. She took out a gold bracelet from the jewelry box, then knelt down,

held Consort Ru's right hand, and slowly slipped the gold bracelet onto her slender hand. Then she took out the rings and put them on one by one.

Consort Ru turned to observe Zhang Huizhi's movements, noticing her completely submissive posture and

the expression that made her seem like her mistress. Looking at her current figure, Consort Ru chuckled, "Little Hui, you

're truly a beauty! Look at your figure; no wonder the Emperor is so infatuated with your body."

It turned out that although Zhang Huizhi was wearing a palace maid's uniform, a closer look revealed something different: the size

was a size smaller than usual, perfectly showcasing her devilish figure. Especially when she knelt down, the uniform

stretched taut , making her high breasts and pert buttocks appear even more rounded and full.

Zhang Huizhi blushed and said softly, "Your Majesty, please don't laugh at me. The Emperor's favorite is you.

How can I compare to you?"

Consort Ru smiled and said, "Don't be so modest. Also, didn't I tell you before that

when only you and I are present, don't call me Your Majesty, and you shouldn't refer to yourself as a servant? Don't you remember you're

a princess ?"

Zhang Huizhi's face turned even redder, and she said in a low voice, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. I hope Mother will forgive me." Consort Ru

was very satisfied after hearing this. She rubbed Zhang Huizhi's face twice with her right hand and smiled, "You are my daughter.

Although you are not my biological daughter, I will treat you as my own. Come, help me put the bracelet on my left wrist."

Zhang Huizhi got up and walked to Consort Ru's right side. After kneeling down, she continued to help her put on the bracelet.

Consort Ru gazed at the mirror, enjoying Zhang Huizhi's service, and said, "The Emperor has been in a very good mood these past few days.

He just received good news from the front lines. Chang Wenxian won a great victory, and Shisheng has recaptured several cities he had occupied.

It seems that Shisheng will soon be changing his name."

"Oh, changing his name?" Zhang Huizhi asked.

"Change your name to Shi Bai," Consort Ru laughed. "The court's great progress is all thanks to the Liao Ran

Hu people for keeping their promise and not attacking us. This is all thanks to you, Xiao Hui."

Zhang Huizhi replied with her hands still moving, "This is all thanks to Father and Mother's great blessings. I am just doing my best

to share the burdens of Father and Mother. It is my blessing."

Consort Ru said, "Xiao Hui, don't worry. Your father and I will not forget your contributions. After Shi Sheng

's rebellion is quelled, we will definitely give you a good home."

Zhang Huizhi's hands trembled, and she prostrated herself on the ground, saying, "Ah, Mother, I don't want anything else. I only ask

to be able to stay by Father and Mother's side forever and serve you every day. Okay, I will do my best to be filial." After saying this,

tears , and she sobbed softly.

Consort Ru lifted Zhang Huizhi's chin, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "Look at you, why

are you crying again? I am very happy that you are so filial, but you are now a princess of our great celestial dynasty. What princess

doesn't get married? I will ask the Emperor to arrange for you to marry into a good family."

Zhang Huizhi looked at Consort Ru with confusion in her eyes and said blankly, "Marry...marry? Can I

still get married?"

Consort Ru said seriously, "Why can't you get married? When the time is right, I will help you change your name and

announce that you are my daughter. Who will dare to gossip?" Then her expression softened and she said, "Hmm, I heard

that the third son of the Chang family is still unmarried. How about making him my consort?" After saying that, she smiled at Zhang Huizhi with narrowed eyes.

Zhang Huizhi appeared quite embarrassed, her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and whispered, "No, no,

I don't want to."

"I heard that he's been drinking heavily every day for the past few months, like a useless person. I don't know why he's

like this , Xiao Hui, do you know?"

"No, I don't know, how would I know?"

Consort Ru smiled slightly, stopped talking, stood up and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, come with me for

a walk outside."

"Yes," Zhang Huizhi stood up and replied.

The two were admiring the flowers and scenery in the Imperial Garden, chatting, when a palace maid hurried in and announced, "Your Majesty,

Princess requests an audience."

"Oh, her?" Consort Ru frowned and pondered for a moment, not answering directly, but instead strolling into a nearby

stone pavilion, sitting on the stone bench in the center, and saying to Zhang Huizhi who was standing there, "I think you haven't seen Qingle for a long time either

."

Zhang Huizhi's face changed drastically, and she said in a panic, "This, um, yes...yes."

Consort Ru asked, "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, you rarely see this daughter before, don't you? What's

the reason?"

Zhang Huizhi's breathing became heavy, but she didn't speak. Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Consort Ru didn't press further, but simply said,

"It's alright if you don't want to talk. When I see her later, you can serve her from the side, so that you and your daughter can meet."

Zhang Huizhi was terrified and hurriedly said, "How can this be, Your Majesty, oh, Mother,

please let me leave, if she recognizes me, but, but..."

"How could I!" Consort Ru's expression changed, and her voice became stern. "With me here, what right do you have to..."

"I'm so worried," seeing Zhang Huizhi's anxious expression, her voice softened. "You rarely saw

her before, didn't you? Even if she had some doubts after seeing you, she wouldn't have imagined that this palace maid beside me is actually her biological

mother . Besides, everyone thinks that the Empress is dead."

Seeing Zhang Huizhi lower her head and remain silent, Consort Ru snorted coldly and ordered the palace maid in the distance, "Quickly invite the princess

in."

A moment later, a tall and beautiful woman walked slowly in, led by two palace maids. She was none other than Princess Qingle, the elder sister of the current Emperor Chengxuan,

Shikai. Look at her: her face was delicate and beautiful, her cherry lips slightly revealing her silver teeth, her eyebrows complemented her starry

eyes, her lotus steps were light and graceful, her silk ribbons fluttered, and her silk skirt swayed in the wind.

As soon as Princess Qingle saw Consort Ru, her face lit up with joy, and she said loudly, "Your Highness, please forgive me for disturbing you today."

After saying that, she turned to the side and bowed.

Consort Ru quickly rose, warmly taking the princess's hand, and said with a smile, "What are you saying, Your Majesty? We're

sisters, no need for such formalities. I'm overjoyed that you've come to see me. Please, please sit down." Consort Ru was

actually a few years older than Qing Le, but she addressed her as "elder sister" just like the Emperor.

Consort Ru took Qing Le's hand, letting her sit down first before sitting herself. She then dismissed the two palace maids,

leaving only Zhang Huizhi standing to serve.

Consort Ru smiled and said, "Elder sister, what brings you to the palace to see your younger sister today?"

Qingle replied, "Your Majesty is a very busy person, and a virtuous helper to my younger brother. Actually, I've wanted to have a chat with you for a long time

, but unfortunately, I haven't had a suitable opportunity."

Consort Ru smiled and said, "Elder sister, you flatter me too much. What can a woman like me do?

As the Emperor's consort, I'm content to share some of his burdens."

Qingle said, "Your Majesty, please don't be modest. From the concubines in the palace to the princes and ministers outside, who doesn't praise

Your Majesty's wisdom and virtue? I'm also happy for my younger brother, the Emperor."

Consort Ru was very pleased with Qingle's flattery, and thinking of the princess's current situation, she asked:

"Is Princess Qingle still living alone in the Princess's Mansion?"

It turns out that Princess Qingle was betrothed to the son of Minister Cui of the Ministry of Rites last year. The dowry was prepared

, and they were just waiting for an auspicious day to marry. However, not long after, the son of the Cui family suddenly died, and the princess became a widow before

marriage . She has been waiting to be married for a year.

Hearing Consort Ru's question, Qing Le felt a pang of sadness, her eyes reddening, and she choked out, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, but I

am still alone in the Princess's residence."

Consort Ru held Qing Le's hand and sighed, "Elder sister, don't be sad. You are destined to be apart from the Cui family's son. In time

, I will definitely help you find a better husband."

Qing Le wiped away her tears and said, "Alas, my heart is cold. I only wish to live a peaceful life

and don't want to marry anyone else."

Consort Ru said, "Elder sister, what are you saying? You are still so young and so beautiful. If you think

like this , I'm afraid the late Emperor and Empress will not be at peace."

Standing behind her, Zhang Huizhi's heart pounded when she heard the words "late Emperor and Empress." She secretly looked at

Qing Le and, finding that Qing Le wasn't looking at her at all, her mood calmed down slightly.

To everyone's surprise, Qingle's expression shifted between light and dark after hearing Consort Ru's words. It took her a while to speak before

she

finally asked, "Your Majesty, do you think they would think that way?" Consort Ru countered, "Oh, elder sister, why do you say that?"

Qingle's face suddenly darkened, her voice filled with hatred: "Your Majesty, you may not know, but my father

treats me relatively well, but my mother... she has never treated me like a daughter."

Consort Ru was well aware of this in her heart, but outwardly she appeared very surprised and asked, "Really? Elder sister,

you are her own mother..." "Give birth to a daughter."

Qing Le said bitterly, "Yes, I don't know why, but she hates me and Xiao Kai, oh, I mean

the Emperor, so much. She only loves Crown Prince Shi Xuan. But things are unpredictable. This most beloved Crown Prince turned out to be a

traitor , and the one who set things right was her least favorite youngest son."

Seeing that she spoke through gritted teeth, Consort Ru knew that she hated Zhang Huizhi very deeply and had not yet gotten over it.

She couldn't help but look at Zhang Huizhi. She saw that Zhang Huizhi's face was extremely ugly, and her body was swaying, showing that she was very uneasy.

Consort Ru smiled slightly and said, "Forget it, Imperial Sister, let's not talk about such unpleasant things. Let's talk about something else."

"Oh, right, right, look how well I remember! I have something to show Your Highness," Qing Le

said affectionately, taking out an exquisite box from her bosom. "Your Highness, this is a

luminous pearl . I feel that only Your Highness is worthy of such a treasure, so I've come to present it to you."

Opening the box, a luminous pearl the size of a pebble was revealed. Even in daylight, it emitted

a faint glow, truly a rare and precious treasure.

Consort Ru, seeing this, knew Qing Le's intention to befriend her, so she didn't refuse. She smiled slightly, thanked her,

and instructed Zhang Huizhi, "Xiao Hui, keep this treasure safe."

"Yes," Zhang Huizhi bowed her head, holding the box in her bosom, and stood behind Consort Ru.

With that quick movement, Qing Le glanced at Zhang Huizhi, a strange feeling rising in her heart

. She couldn't help but look at Zhang Huizhi a few more times, but Zhang Huizhi remained silent, head bowed.

Seeing Qing Le's expression, Consort Ru knew she was puzzled and smiled slightly, "Does Your Highness think

this maid behind me resembles someone?"

Qing Le and Zhang Huizhi were both startled and looked at Consort Ru.

Consort Ru's expression was calm as she slowly said, "Your Highness, this maid is called Xiao Hui. She's a

distant ."

Qing Le looked at Consort Ru, then at Zhang Huizhi, seemingly unconvinced. Zhang Huizhi, on the other hand, was nervous and tried hard

to control her expression.

Consort Ru said, "Xiao Hui is actually two years older than me, but she is a generation younger than me. Speaking of which

, she is also a woman with a tragic fate. She married a husband and had a son. One time, the three of them

went on a spring outing, and her husband and son both fell off a cliff. Alas, how pitiful. The little boy was just a few days away from turning

three. After she returned home alone, her husband's family thought she was unlucky and sent her back to her parents' home. Her parents' home also

refused to accept her. She wandered alone to the capital, where I accidentally discovered her and brought her into the palace to become my personal

maid."

Seeing that Qing Le was listening attentively, Consort Ru continued, "After I brought her to the palace, and after some grooming and

dressing , I discovered that she looked remarkably like the late Empress Dowager. So I introduced her to the Emperor, and he said she resembled his

mother, right, Xiao Hui? That's what the Emperor said, isn't it?"

Zhang Huizhi whispered, "How could this servant dare compare herself to the Empress Dowager? Hmm, perhaps this servant does bear a slight resemblance, and the Emperor, missing the

Empress Dowager, said that."

Qing Le stood up, circled Zhang Huizhi, and looked her over from head to toe. Seeing that she was dressed as

a palace maid, yet clearly different, she smiled at Consort Ru and said, "She's probably more than just the Empress's personal maid

."

Consort Ru, seeing Qing Le's words, knew that she was already largely convinced. To further dispel her doubts,

she continued , "Your Majesty, you have excellent eyesight. She is indeed not an ordinary palace maid. I have already adopted her as my goddaughter,

and the Emperor has agreed, bestowing upon her the title of Princess Yinlang."

"Oh, Princess Yinlang," Qingle turned around and sat down again, smiling gently, "My younger brother

is really talented at naming things. She should call me Imperial Aunt."

"Yes, yes," Consort Ru instructed, "Xiao Hui, why don't you pay your respects to the Princess?"

Zhang Huizhi had no choice but to step forward, right hand on left, left hand on her left hip, legs together,

knees , and bow slightly, saying, "Greetings, Princess!"

Qingle smiled, "Your Majesty is very good at training her. She has learned etiquette very well."

Consort Ru smiled without speaking. Qingle continued, "Since the Emperor has bestowed the title of Princess upon Yinlang, why wasn't it announced?"

Consort Ru said, "Alas, it's all because of Shisheng's affair. The Emperor said that the formal edict of investiture would be issued after the rebellion is quelled

."

"Oh, is that so? Hmm, how is the court's suppression of the rebellion progressing?"

Consort Ru briefly recounted some information she had recently received. The two then didn't mention Zhang Huizhi again.

Zhang Huizhi, who had been listening nearby, finally felt relieved. Although she didn't know what Qingle was really thinking, she

at least outwardly believed Consort Ru's words.

The two chatted for a while longer, then Qingle got up to take her

leave .

Qingle walked down the stone pavilion steps, took a few steps, then suddenly stopped and turned back to Consort Ru, saying, "Hmm, I have another

request, and I hope Your Highness will grant it."

Consort Ru didn't know what she meant and casually replied, "Please speak, Your Highness. I will

grant it ."

Qingle smiled slightly and said, "I would like to take Yinlang back to the Princess's residence to talk with me for a couple of days. Is that alright?" Consort

Ru never expected her to make such a request. She hesitated inwardly, while Zhang Huizhi was even more apprehensive, staring intently

at Consort Ru, hoping that the word "no" would come out soon.

Seeing that Consort Ru remained silent, Qing Le smiled again and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I won't keep her for long.

I just heard about her life story from Your Highness, and I felt it was somewhat similar to mine, so I wanted to share

some things " She then put on a pitiful expression.

Consort Ru was now in a dilemma, unable to find a better reason to refuse.

She thought that a direct refusal would only arouse suspicion, but reassured herself that spending a few days together shouldn't be a problem. So she said

, "Well, alright then, I'll let Xiao Hui stay with you for two days." Then, feigning a lighthearted tone, she added, "Oh,

my dear sister, Xiao Hui is so clever and quick-witted; I really don't want her to leave even for a day. But since you

think her, I'll have to give her up for two days."

Qing Le smiled and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll just talk to her and relieve her boredom. I'll definitely return her in two days .

"

Consort Ru said, "Then you must send her back to the palace in two days, okay?" "The Emperor thinks highly of her. If

he doesn't see her for a few days, he might even question me."

Qing Le laughed, "Okay, okay, I understand. Don't worry." Then she beckoned to Zhang Huizhi, "Yinlang,

come here."

Zhang Huizhi was very uneasy. She looked at Consort Ru but didn't move. Consort Ru whispered, "Go quickly. It's only

two days . What's the big deal? I'll personally come to pick you up. Just be careful."

Zhang Huizhi had no choice but to walk awkwardly to Princess Qing Le's side and softly call out, "Princess."

Qing Le turned around, her back to Consort Ru. Her smiling face instantly turned icy cold. She said coldly,

"Hmph, let's go!"

Zhang Huizhi was shocked and dared not say anything more. She lowered her head and followed behind her.

When they arrived at the princess's residence, it was already late. Princess Qing Le arranged for servants to prepare a few dishes and asked Zhang Huizhi to accompany

her for a meal.

Throughout the meal, Zhang Huizhi remained anxious, only eating with her head down and saying little. Qingle

glanced at Zhang Huizhi from time to time, but said nothing.

As the meal was about to end, Qingle spoke up, "I heard that Consort Ru grew up in a small village in Cang County, Hanzhou

. She was sent to the palace when she was only ten years old and hasn't returned for many years. How did we happen

to meet each other?"

Zhang Huizhi was startled and could only brace herself to reply, "Your Highness, Consort Ru and I often played

together we were young and had a very close relationship. When we parted, we exchanged tokens. Later, I

wandered to the capital and heard the name of the current Consort Ru. I was a little suspicious, so I asked someone to bring the

token I had kept to her. I didn't expect it to really be her, and then she brought me into the palace. This... perhaps it's fate that I have a connection with

Consort Ru ." She finished speaking and looked nervously at Princess Qingle.

Qing Le smiled slightly, staring at Zhang Huizhi and said, "Oh, what a beautiful phrase, 'fate.'

Does that mean it's not fate for me to dine with you now?"

Zhang Huizhi replied, "It is my honor to dine with Your Highness." She then lowered her head, looking at her

trembling legs, unsure whether it was from anger, unease, or shame.

Qing Le said, "Weren't you adopted as a goddaughter by Consort Ru? Why don't you call her 'Mother Consort'? And

now 're a princess, you should call me Imperial Aunt."

Zhang Huizhi's breathing quickened, and she replied, "Yes, yes, Your Highness, oh, Imperial Aunt is right, I will definitely

correct myself."

Qing Le picked up a damp, warm towel from the table, elegantly wiped her lips, and gently put it down. "I'm

full , how about you?"

"I'm full too," Zhang Huizhi replied.

"Alright, I'll take you to rest," Qing Le stood up and left the table and chairs before Zhang Huizhi could reply,

heading towards the door.

Zhang Huizhi had no choice but to get up and follow behind, asking softly, "Your Highness, you could have just arranged a servant. How

could I let you lead the way yourself?"

"I'll take you to a very comfortable place to rest. You won't find a servant," Qing Le's voice was cold,

like a icy wind carrying frost.

A sense of foreboding rose in Zhang Huizhi's heart, but she couldn't utter a word, only mechanically following.

There were many courtyards in the princess's residence, and Zhang Huizhi quickly lost her way. "I ordered it built

for Qing Le, it's of a very high standard, but I've never been inside," a wave of shame washed over her.

Yes, she had been so unfair to this daughter. She had never received parental love since childhood.

When was the last time she saw her? Ten months ago? Or a year ago? She couldn't remember. And now, did she really not recognize her?

If she recognized me, what would her reaction be? Would she look down on me, despise me, or loathe me? Zhang Huizhi

shook her head vigorously, trying to banish these thoughts from her mind.

At this moment, the two of them arrived at the gate of a small courtyard. This courtyard was

separated from , making it appear particularly lonely and quiet.

Although she didn't know what this secluded courtyard was for, Zhang Huizhi was certain it wasn't a guest room.

"Come in," Qingle said with a smile when she saw Zhang Huizhi's hesitation. "What's wrong? In such a

safe , what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Huizhi had no choice but to follow Qingle into the courtyard.

Qingle stopped speaking and led her into the main house in the courtyard. Pushing open the door, she said, "This is a good

place . I wouldn't bring just anyone in."

The sky outside was already dim, and the house was pitch black. Zhang Huizhi smelled a musty odor and

exclaimed in panic, "Aunt, this place feels so strange."

"It's good that it feels strange," came Qingle's somber voice from the side. "But it's alright. Come, hold

my hand. I'll light the lamp, and it'll be fine." With that, a soft little hand was placed on Zhang Huizhi's.

Zhang Huizhi gripped Qingle's hand tightly, trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, something cold was placed on her hand,

followed by her other hand. Startled, Zhang Huizhi touched it, the icy chill seeping into her skin. Her hands

moved instinctively, and a sharp clanging sound came from them. Zhang Huizhi immediately realized that her

hands were chained.

"What, what's going on?" Zhang Huizhi screamed, turning to run out in panic, but tripped

over something and fell, unable to get up in pain.

"Why did you do this?" Qingle's voice seemed to drift from a distant corner. "You must have hurt yourself badly."

Suddenly, with a "whoosh," a flame appeared, and Qingle lit an oil lamp. Then she moved around the room,

lighting oil lamps and candles everywhere, illuminating the entire room.

Zhang Huizhi endured the pain, struggling to sit on the ground, and carefully looked at the scene inside the room. She froze,

her whole body trembling with extreme fear. "What, what is this place for?" Her voice changed,

each word seeming to be squeezed out of her throat.

With a sinister smile, Qing Le walked step by step in front of Zhang Hui. "You

'll find out soon enough. You'll have to try everything inside."

Zhang Hui was so shocked she almost fainted. The scene inside was terrifying. Several

iron chains and hooks, thick and thin, hung from the rafters. Strange wooden tools were placed on the walls on both sides, and the walls were covered with ropes,

iron knives, iron bars, and other bizarre objects. In the center was an enormous bed, at least

twice the size of a normal bed, and uneven in height—clearly not for sleeping. This was no ordinary

room; it was more like a torture chamber.

Zhang Huizhi never expected that such a room would exist in the dignified princess's residence. Seeing Qingle

approaching her step by step, her sense of foreboding intensified, and she cried out, "No, don't come any closer!"

Qingle's voice was like a biting winter wind, "This is a room I painstakingly prepared.

It's rarely used. It's your good fortune to be able to use it today."

With that, she reached Zhang Huizhi's side, grabbed the thick iron chains between her hands, and pulled hard.

Zhang Huizhi felt a sharp pain in her hands and involuntarily stood up. Qingle sneered and yanked her along, leading her into the room.

Zhang Huizhi was dragged, staggering, to a hanging iron hook. Qingle hooked the chains

onto the hook and then pulled down a rope beside it. Zhang Huizhi screamed, her arms shot straight up above

her head , her entire body almost suspended in the air, only her toes touching the ground.

Qingle secured the rope to the iron stake on the ground, tied a knot, and looked Zhang Huizhi up and down as she swayed from side to side while suspended in the air

. He praised her, "Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad, you have a great figure. This pose makes you look even more perfect."

Zhang Huizhi's figure was already incomparable, and the clothes she was wearing were a size too small.

Hanging like this made her body even more taut, and the soft silk dress clung tightly to her body, outlining her flawless curves.

Sweat dripped from the pores at the roots of her hair, condensing into droplets that slid down her cheeks.

A particularly glistening droplet fell from the very center of her nose into Zhang Huizhi's mouth; it tasted salty and astringent. She

said , "Princess, let me go! What have I done to offend you?"

Qingle forcefully slapped Zhang Huizhi's pert buttocks. Zhang Huizhi lost her balance,

swaying with the chains and hooks. The chains creaked, sounding even more sinister. "Such bouncy buttocks! Although I

am a woman, I think your buttocks are perfect. I imagine men would be completely captivated by you

." Zhang

Huizhi was terrified. Thinking of Consort Ru and Shi Kai, she blurted out, "Princess, I...I

'm Consort Ru's person! You...you can't treat me like this!"

Qing Le sneered, "Oh, right? Oh dear, I almost forgot! I'm so scared! I'll put

you down right now!" She made a move to untie the chains, but suddenly, with a "smack," Qing Le slapped

Zhang Huizhi hard across the face, saying viciously, "You're trying to scare me with that lowly whore, aren't you? Fine, call her to save you then!" 　　Qing Le turned around, walked to a wooden table, and came over with something that looked like a whisk. Zhang Huizhi opened her eyes

...

Upon closer inspection, it was clear this wasn't the kind used by Taoist priests. Hanging from the front

were —a specially made whip that, while extremely painful, wouldn't damage the skin. Zhang Huizhi's

hair stood on end, and she screamed in terror.

"What are you yelling about? I heard Consort Ru was just a lowly palace maid before. I wonder

what she used to bewitch my emperor brother!" Qing Le swung the whip,

lashing it mercilessly across Zhang Huizhi's waist, legs, and arms. Zhang Huizhi cried out in pain, her supple body writhing like a snake,

desperately trying to evade each attack.

After whipping her more than ten times, Qing Le felt a little tired. He threw down the whip, panting, and said, "How was it? Not

bad right?"

Zhang Huizhi slumped her head and said weakly, "Your Majesty, what if His Majesty finds out?"

Qing Le was stunned, then his face immediately turned angry. "Hmph, it seems my guess was right. I was wondering

why had secretly bestowed a princess title on me. It turns out you really are his woman."

Tears and sweat streamed down her face. Zhang Huizhi choked out, "Princess, please let me go. I promise

I won't tell His Majesty and Empress about what happened today."

Qing Le chuckled coldly, then turned around and grabbed something from the chair. He walked to Zhang Huizhi's

side , grabbed her chin with his right hand, and forcibly lifted her head. "You're quite stubborn, aren't you? Fine, I'll see how stubborn you are."

With that, he took out the object with his left hand and forcefully shoved it into her mouth. It turned out to be a round ball the size of an egg.

Zhang Huizhi's mouth gaped open, unable to vomit, and only able to groan softly.

She stared at Qing Le with terrified eyes, shaking her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.

"You dare talk back to this princess? Let's see if you can still speak now." Qing Le finished speaking, touching Zhang Huizhi's

face , then pinching her breasts hard a few times. "Let's see

how your lewd body under your clothes seduced my Emperor brother."

Her clothes were stripped off piece by piece. Zhang Huizhi trembled with shame and fear, screaming inwardly, "No,

no , I... I'm your mother!" But Qing Le could only hear her groans.

Soon, Zhang Huizhi was completely naked. She closed her eyes in shame and indignation, while Qing Le's cold laughter

pierced her heart like ice knives.

"Indeed, a gem," Qingle said, kneading Zhang Huizhi's high, firm breasts. Then, she circled

her nipple , gently pinching it between her thumb and forefinger, pulling outwards. At first, the pull was slight, gradually increasing in pressure until

her nipple hardened. "You're not exactly young, yet your breasts are so perky. I think the Emperor really likes them

. No wonder you're so fearless." With that, Qingle pulled hard with both fingers.

The intense pain nearly made Zhang Huizhi faint. She opened her mouth wide, trying to scream, but could only manage a pitiful "

woo- woo" sound.

Seeing the large beads of sweat dripping from her, Qing Le felt greatly relieved and laughed, "What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?

You're probably cursing me in your heart right now, aren't you?" Seeing Zhang Huizhi shake her head in pain, Qing Le's long,

slender middle fingernail slid down her soft skin, raising

goosebumps wherever her finger touched. "You're definitely calling me a pervert, aren't you? Calling me a madwoman, aren't you?"

Zhang Huizhi opened her terrified eyes, shaking her head desperately, her mouth uttering pleading whimpers.

Qing Le ignored her expression. "Yes, this princess is a bit perverted. How about it? You must be

wondering why I'm treating you like this. Blame my heartless mother."

Looking at Zhang Huizhi's bewildered expression, Qing Le flashed a hint of hatred in her eyes, her right hand stopping at Zhang Huizhi's

neatly trimmed pubic hair. "The hair here is quite nice. Pluck a couple so this princess can take a closer look," she said,

forcefully pulling out a few pubic hairs.

Zhang Huizhi's thighs trembled with pain, her upper body curled up, and she let out a pitiful, hoarse "woof woof."

Qingle held the pubic hair up to her eyes and looked at it. "I wonder if my mother's pubic area looks like yours. If

she were in front of me like this today, I definitely wouldn't just pluck these few hairs; I would pluck them all out one by one."

Zhang Huizhi cried out in her heart, "Why, why, Qingle, even if I haven't been kind to you before, you

can't hate me like this!" She really wanted to shout at Qingle to get an explanation, but her gagged lips prevented her

from making a sound.

"But it's good now. There's someone who looks so much like her. Don't blame me; it's because you look

like her." Qingle's words made Zhang Huizhi's hair stand on end.

"My mother, oh, that wretched woman, she doesn't deserve to be my mother at all.

She never looked at me properly when I was little. I've tried so hard to please her, but she's never given me a kind look. I really doubt if I

'm her biological son," Qing Le's words were full of resentment. "I can't believe she died like that. Haha,

she died so easily. I didn't even have a chance to take revenge on her. Now, since you look so much like her, then

you can take the blame. I don't care what your status was before. Now you're my lowly slave, and I can do

whatever you. Haha!"

"Let me give you an examination," Qing Le suddenly smiled and abruptly lifted Zhang Huizhi's left leg.

Zhang Huizhi lost her balance and involuntarily pulled hard on the iron chain, swaying back and forth.

With a smile, Qingle reached into Zhang Huizhi's parted crotch. "Tsk tsk, I know how you please

the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine. Just a little touch from me and you're already so wet."

Zhang Huizhi blushed with shame and indignation. It was no wonder; ever since becoming Shikai's woman, her body

had become increasingly sensitive. Whenever she took off her clothes and was naked, her lower body would involuntarily leak fluid.

Qingle inserted a finger into Zhang Huizhi's vagina, gently flicking it, and laughed, "Such a tight little hole.

My little brother has played with you like this before, hasn't he? Hmm, I think he's not only played with you, but used many different methods."

Then, she spread Zhang Huizhi's labia, pinching and playing with the clitoris between her thumb and forefinger.

Zhang Huizhi broke out in a cold sweat. Her clitoris was swollen and engorged from being touched, and her vagina was gushing with lustful fluid. She cried out in her heart,

"Stop touching me! I can't take it anymore! Please, let me go! I'll do anything you want!"

But Qingle couldn't hear her voice. His cold voice came from his mouth: "This clitoris is this big,

just the right size for a slave ring. Tomorrow I'll have someone make a beautiful ring for you to wear."

Zhang Huizhi was terrified, shaking her head frantically and twisting her body. Qingle laughed, "What, you

're excited to hear you'll get a ring tomorrow? Don't rush, it's still early, it'll be tomorrow, haha."

Time passed slowly, and Princess Qingle continued her training of Zhang Huizhi. After more than

an hour, Zhang Huizhi was exhausted, and Qingle also felt tired. She loosened the ropes, and Zhang Huizhi

collapsed to the ground like mud.

Qingle grabbed Zhang Huizhi's hair and shouted, "What, playing dead? It's not over yet tonight, get

up!"

Zhang Huizhi was half-dragged to the large bed and shoved onto it. Because she had no strength left, she let

Qingle do as she pleased.

After a flurry of activity, Qingle grinned at Zhang Huizhi, who was now in her position. "That's for the best. You can sleep like this

tonight ." With that, she took the stone out of her mouth and turned to leave.

Zhang Hui's jaw ached, and her mouth felt like it didn't belong to her. Although the stone had been removed, she still couldn't speak .

It wasn't until waves of pleasure surged through her lower body that she realized her situation. Upon closer inspection, she screamed in horror. 　　Her limbs were chained to the four corners of the bed with long iron chains, her upper body positioned at the higher end, and her legs spread wide. A round wooden rod was repeatedly thrusting in and out of her vagina. 　　Zhang Hui twisted in panic, trying to escape the rod's intrusion, but found herself firmly fixed in place, forced to helplessly accept each insertion. 　　Why did the rod move in and out automatically? It turned out that a bearing was attached to the other end of the rod, and the bearing's power came from a rolling, enclosed cage inside, where a small white mouse bounced constantly, eyeing a delicious piece of baked cake that it could only tempt but never reach. 　　Zhang Huizhi stood there helplessly, her mouth agape, enduring wave after wave of pleasure in her lower body. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts: "Why is this happening? Why have I become like this? I was once the Empress, the most noble woman in the land, but now, I'm treated like this by my own daughter, worse than a slave." 　　"It's all my fault, all my own fault. I couldn't control my desires back then, I had an affair with Guang Neng, was discovered by Shi Kai and raped, and then I didn't dare resist, which made me sink deeper and deeper, even letting my servants climb over me , and causing the deaths of the Emperor and Xuan'er. I am truly an incompetent and shameless wife and mother." 　　"Qing Le dared to treat me like this today, it shows how much she hates me. I wonder what methods she will use against me tomorrow?" The thought of what might happen tomorrow sent chills down Zhang Huizhi's spine. 　　"No, I want to go back to the palace. At least Shikai won't treat me like this, and there's also Consort Ru." Thinking of the woman who used to be called Xiao Ru, Zhang Huizhi suddenly felt an overwhelming hatred. "Yes, it's that wretched woman. It's all her fault. If it weren't for her, how could I have ended up like this today?" 　　"And Shikai, you kept saying it was because you loved your mother so much, and I believed your lies. But everything you said was a lie. If you really loved me, why would you give me to the barbarian king? It was all a lie . All he said before was to get my body." 　　Zhang Huizhi's breathing quickened, her full breasts trembling. "No, I don't want to go back to the palace. Do I have to serve my former servants again, stick my ass out and let my own son penetrate me, and make lewd noises to please them? No, I thought too much before. I can't care about that anymore. I want to live for myself, even if it's just as a commoner." 　　Suddenly, Zhang Huizhi remembered someone that Consort Ru had mentioned today. Zhang Huizhi blushed. " The third son of the Chang family, Chang Wenjun. How is he doing now? He hasn't married after all these years. Is it really for me? Is he still waiting for me?" 　　It turned out that twenty years ago, Zhang Huizhi and Chang Wenjun had a secret affair. 　　That year, Chang Wenjun was a handsome young man who accompanied his father, Chang Yuanye, to visit the Zhang family in Jianbei. At that time, Zhang Huizhi was a young girl, just beginning to experience love. During their time together, the two fell in love and secretly pledged their lives to each other. Chang Wenjun gave Zhang Huizhi a jade pendant as a token of their betrothal, waiting for the right time for his father to propose marriage to the Zhang family. After Chang Wenjun left, Zhang Huizhi missed him day and night, hoping he would propose marriage soon. However, fate intervened. The emperor somehow learned of the Zhang family's daughter's name and ordered the then Crown Prince Shilong to marry her as his Crown Princess. Upon learning this, Zhang Huizhi vehemently disagreed, demanding that her father refuse the emperor and expressing her longing for Chang Wenjun. As a result, her father flew into a rage, locked her in the house, forced her to marry Shilong, and severed ties with the Chang family. When Chang Wenjun learned of this, she sent a letter to Zhang Huizhi through someone, stating that she would never marry in this life. And he truly kept his promise. The reason why Zhang Huizhi had an affair with the monk Guangneng was because Guangneng resembled Chang Wenjun seven parts. 　　Thinking of Chang Wenjun, Zhang Huizhi couldn't help but feel a longing in her eyes. "If I hadn't been chosen by the emperor back then, what would have happened if I had married him? I would probably have a large family by now, and I would cherish the children I had with him." Thinking this, Zhang Huizhi suddenly became incredibly excited. "Yes, could this be Heaven's way of granting us a chance to be husband and wife again in this life? Yes, it must be. Qingle brought me here today, giving me a chance. Yes, I want to get out, I want to find Wenjun, I want to elope with him." 　　The stimulation in her lower body suddenly disappeared. Zhang Huizhi looked closely and saw that the little mouse was exhausted and lying motionless. "I definitely can't escape like this. I must find a way to escape tomorrow." Zhang Huizhi's mind raced. "Yes, tomorrow I'll just have to endure this for another day, please Qingle, and find another opportunity tomorrow night." Thinking about this , Zhang Huizhi gradually fell asleep. 　　The crowing of roosters at dawn woke Zhang Huizhi from her sleep. Looking out the brightly lit window, she felt no longer the fear of yesterday , but instead looked forward to Qingle's arrival.

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