[Urban] The Legend of the Condor Heroes H Version (Complete) - 34-36

Huang Rong's Spokesperson During Menopause: Mentally Disabled Boy (Part 7)

At Wanyan Zhi's request, Huang Rong chose a secret room, dismissed everyone, and had a private discussion with Wanyan Zhi alone. Even though she was clever, resourceful, and worldly-wise, she still couldn't help but feel emotionally agitated and indignant when she learned that Jia Sidao had secretly negotiated peace with the Mongols. After a moment's thought, she said in a deep voice, "Pursuing peace in private is treason. This is a matter of great importance, and we cannot listen to only one side's opinion..."

Wanyan Zhi interrupted her, saying with a half-smile, "Madam Guo's concerns are quite valid, and this matter can be carefully investigated; however, there is another matter that cannot be delayed."

Huang Rong was surprised to hear this and immediately asked, "What is it that is so urgent?"

Wanyan Zhi's face showed an ambiguous expression, and he said in a low voice, "Madam Guo, I really can't hold it in anymore, I need to pee."

Huang Rong blushed to her ears upon hearing this, and she said shyly, "There's a chamber pot by the corner of the wall, you can go and relieve yourself!"

Wanyan Zhi replied, "Madam Guo, you should at least release the pressure points on my arm first, right?"

Huang Rong waved her hand and released Wanyan Zhi's pressure points, and Wanyan Zhi went to the corner of the wall and urinated. He seemed to be showing off, his urination lasting a long time; Huang Rong, who had been unsatisfied and had worn her "Stone Woman's Pleasure" trousers, was now aroused by the strange, rustling sound.

The sound subsided, but Wanyan Zhi remained standing in the corner, not returning. Huang Rong, who had initially turned away to avoid embarrassment, couldn't help but turn back to look. What she saw filled her with a mixture of shame and anger. Wanyan Zhi was making no attempt to conceal himself, holding his thick, long penis in both hands, shamelessly stroking it as if presenting a treasure. Upon seeing the magnificent penis, Huang Rong's heart pounded like a deer's. She felt her lower body gradually becoming wet, her trousers slowly undulating, an irresistible rhythmic pleasure pounding against her heart. Her heart fluttered, and her desire burned even brighter.

Huang Rong, never having experienced anything like this before, was filled with shame and anger, and couldn't help but rebuke him, "What are you doing? How can you do such a rude thing?"

Hearing this, Wanyan Zhi turned around, still masturbating, and walked back to sit opposite Huang Rong. He continued his wanton masturbation, muttering obscene words to himself, seemingly oblivious to Huang Rong's shock and anger.

Huang Rong was momentarily at a loss, but the vulgar and offensive words clearly reached her ears. Wanyan Zhi was like a double act, playing two roles; sometimes shouting loudly and gruffly, sometimes imitating Huang Rong in a soft voice. Huang Rong's emotions rose and fell with the pace of his speech.

Wanyan Zhi: "Madam Guo, haven't you ever seen this before? Why is your face so red?"

Huang Rong impersonator: "You...you're shameless...hurry up...hurry up..."

Wanyan Zhi: "Hurry up what? Is it itchy down there? Want to suck my big cock?"

Huang Rong impersonator: "Stop it! Ouch! Hmm...ah...no..."

Wanyan Zhi: "Madam Guo, stop pretending. Look, I've only lightly scratched it, and you're already soaking wet. Just imagine how comfortable you'd feel if my big thing really went in!" Huang

Rong impersonator: "You're shameless! " "Ouch! You...you...no...no!"

Wanyan Zhi: "Hehe! Madam's hole is wet, so tender and tight, hot and slippery, I'm going in!"

Imitating Huang Rong: "Ouch! ...Yours...is so thick, gently...gently...a little!"

His thick, veiny penis stood erect before Huang Rong, its large, purplish-red glans trembling and contracting; the clear fluid overflowing from its urethral opening made the glans even more glossy. All these sights, reflected in Huang Rong's eyes, were strangely arousing. Huang Rong was as if hypnotized and unable to move, her lower body, clad in "Stone Woman's Music," felt waves of tingling and an immense emptiness.

At this moment, Wanyan Zhi, who had been looking down, suddenly tilted his head back, his eyes staring straight into Huang Rong's beautiful eyes; his eyes shone with a strange light, and his lewd banter continued unabated. Having been busy all night and still unsatisfied with her desires, Huang Rong, already aroused and tingling with pleasure under the magical effects of the "Stone Maiden's Joy" trousers, was now further aroused by Wanyan Zhi's unique and skillful teasing. Her burning desire intensified; filled with extreme longing, her eyes were hazy, her cheeks flushed, and she was gradually becoming intoxicated by the boundless, dreamlike flames of lust.

Seeing his scheme succeed, Wanyan Zhi became even more cautious. He whispered, "Madam Guo, aren't you feeling hot all over? Come! Take off your clothes."

Huang Rong hesitated, looking bewildered, but Wanyan Zhi immediately urged her on. In her dazed state, Huang Rong slowly stood up, her jade-like arms gently extending, and finally unbuttoned the first button. In a short while, Huang Rong's clothes were completely removed; apart from the tight, soaking wet "Stone Maiden's Joy" trousers, she was utterly naked.

Huang Rong's naturally endowed figure, with her snow-white and tender skin, appeared incredibly smooth and alluring under the lamplight. Her full, erect breasts were large and soft, firm yet not sagging; her rounded, slender legs were fair and smooth, full and well-proportioned; her rounded, perky buttocks had delicate texture and soft curves. Her dignified and beautiful face was stunning, alluring, and full of mature charm. Huang Rong, burning with desire, exuded a languid grace; her eyes were misty and watery, and her gaze was captivating and mesmerizing.

Wanyan Zhi, dumbfounded, knew that the final moment had arrived, and he spoke more cautiously and gently: "Madam Guo, I will now ask you a few questions, and you must answer them honestly."

Huang Rong nodded subconsciously and whispered, "Okay." Wanyan Zhi was overjoyed at this. He learned his hypnotic skills from a European priest, who once said that if the subject was willing to answer questions, it meant they had entered a deep hypnotic state and could be manipulated at will. Now, Huang Rong, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains, was clearly obedient, so couldn't he do whatever he wanted with her? The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud with pride.

Wanyan Zhi: "Madam Guo, take a closer look, is mine bigger, or Guo Jing's?"

Huang Rong: "Yours... is... much bigger."

Wanyan Zhi: "Do you prefer Guo Jing's small one, or mine big one?"

Huang Rong: "I... I don't know."

Wanyan Zhi: "Does Guo Jing often have sex with you? How often?"

Huang Rong: "Recently, we've rarely had sex, maybe once every three or four months!"

Wanyan Zhi: "Can you handle such a long time? Have you ever thought about having sex with someone else?"

Huang Rong: "I can't handle it, but there's nothing I can do! Sometimes I have wild thoughts, but I've never had sex with anyone else." Wanyan

Zhi: "Would you like to have sex with me?" "Look?"

Huang Rong: "This...this...no, I can't betray Brother Jing."

Wanyan Zhi: "Just don't tell him, that's all; look, it's so thick, putting it in you would be incredibly comfortable."

Huang Rong: "But...this...how can this be...your...I'm scared..."

Wanyan Zhi: "Don't be scared, come on, take off your panties too! Lie down on the desk, spread your legs and raise them. Hmm, that's it, hold your knees with your hands, and press your thighs as close to your chest as possible."

Huang Rong lay down as instructed, her lower body completely exposed; because the muscles in her buttocks and legs were taut, her two pink and tender labia were also spread apart. The moist vulva opened and closed, and the delicate flesh walls could be vaguely seen, slowly writhing. The abundant spring water overflowed, and under the natural suction of the vulva, it made a soft, squelching sound. Wanyan Zhi leaned closer to take a look and couldn't help but secretly admire it, "What a wonderful Dragon Pearl Spring Water Cave!"

It turns out that female genitalia also have different grades, and Huang Rong's Dragon Pearl Spring Water Cave can be called the best among caves. Its characteristics are a narrow vaginal opening and a deep and long inner passage. As soon as intercourse occurs, the flower core will swell and protrude, swirling and sucking the penis. Because of its narrow vaginal opening, the spring water is not easily released when the penis is thrust in; at this time, the penis is immersed in it, like bathing in a hot spring, comfortable and pleasurable, needless to say. This is a top-grade cave, one in ten thousand. If it is not a seasoned lover like Wanyan Zhi, ordinary people probably would not recognize it.

Huang Rong's spokesperson during menopause: Mentally challenged boy (8)

Huang Rong, who has entered a hypnotic state, is exceptionally clear-headed and her senses are unusually sharp; the only difference from usual is that Wanyan Zhi's instructions have become an irresistible decree in her heart. She lies naked on her back, her heart filled with fear, terror, shame, and humiliation, mixed with a trace of excitement and anticipation. Under the interaction of various feelings, she herself cannot figure out what she is feeling.

Wanyan Zhi was a seasoned womanizer, having slept with countless women; therefore, his experience and self-control far surpassed those of ordinary people. He leisurely grasped Huang Rong's slender, beautiful feet, gently rubbing them against his cheek. Huang Rong's feet were white with a rosy tinge, delicate and smooth to the touch. The tender soles, stimulated by his stubble, felt tingly and itchy, an indescribable pleasure. Huang Rong, already aroused and burning with desire, felt a tingling sensation and emptiness throughout her body from Wanyan Zhi's unusually gentle teasing. Her naked body couldn't help but writhe, and a seductive moan escaped her throat.

Wanyan Zhi saw Huang Rong's eyes tightly closed, her brows slightly furrowed, looking like she was burning with desire and impatient. He thought to himself, "If I tease her a little longer, until she can't bear it anymore, that would be perfect!" He placed Huang Rong's shapely, long legs on his shoulders, opened his mouth, and extended his tongue, slowly licking upwards along the inside of her thighs. Huang Rong felt an unbearable itch, as if a thousand ants were crawling on her, but Wanyan Zhi forbade her to move. Consumed by lust, she moaned and gasped, not knowing what to do, and began to sob.

Wanyan Zhi: "Why are you crying? Do you want it so badly?"

Huang Rong: "...Mmm..."

Wanyan Zhi: "If you want it, just say so. How am I supposed to know if you just keep making 'mmm' noises?"

Huang Rong: "I...I...can't say it... Waaah..."

Wanyan Zhi: "Say it! Look, my hard, hot, thick, and big thing is all ready, just waiting for you to speak!"

Huang Rong: "I...I...still...still...can't say it... Waaah..."

Wanyan Zhi: "Still won't say it? Then you'll have to bear with it!" As

soon as he finished speaking, his long tongue flicked and licked Huang Rong's overflowing vulva. Huang Rong trembled all over, her hunger and emptiness bringing her to the brink of collapse. She sobbed, "I...I...can't take it! You...you...waaaah..."

The triumphant Wanyan Zhi, with a flick of his wrist, sealed several of Huang Rong's acupoints to prevent any accidents; this way, Huang Rong's movements wouldn't be affected, but she wouldn't be able to circulate her internal energy. He stood between Huang Rong's legs, lifting her snow-white thighs, and thrust his erect member forward with a sudden, forceful thrust. With a "plop," his hot, hard, thick, and large member plunged completely into Huang Rong's extremely empty, long-awaited, wet and tender orifice. Huang Rong let out a long sigh, feeling a strange sensation—a tingling, numb, itchy, and sore feeling—mixed with pleasure and pain, flowing through her body with the hot rod.

Her long, shapely legs stood straight up, her toes curled tightly together, as if frozen. Wanyan Zhi's thrust had reached deep inside her, to the very core of her being, a place no one had ever touched before.

Although Huang Rong was over forty, married with children, and still incredibly naive in this respect. Firstly, she had only ever had Guo Jing as her man, making comparison impossible; secondly, Guo Jing was simple and rigid, utterly devoid of passion during intimacy. Therefore, strictly speaking, from her youth, through marriage, motherhood, and into middle age, Huang Rong had never truly experienced the pleasures of lovemaking. Now, the exceptionally gifted and experienced Wanyan Zhi had penetrated her deeply, the intense pleasure making her feel as if she were floating on air.

Wanyan Zhi's penis was no ordinary thing; it was renowned in the world of erotic arts. It was thick, long, hard, hot, and long-lasting—all three qualities were present, with an upturned glans and a prominent ridge below the urethral opening; hence, it was called the "crotch-lifting spear." According to the erotic book "Examination of Erotic Instruments" written by the underworld, "The 'leaning spear' has an upturned glans and bulging flesh; when a woman receives it, she moans and groans, experiencing unparalleled pleasure; it can indeed tease and pierce the flower's core!"

Huang Rong's thirsty flower core was wide open like a trumpet, and Wanyan Zhi's penis thrust all the way in, the upturned glans entering the flower core directly. The flower core's trumpet-like opening quickly closed, tightly sucking and holding the invading glans; layers of warm, moist flesh constantly squeezed and ground the glans; and the dragon pearl hidden in the tender flesh also swirled and rubbed against the bulging flesh; the comfortable and pleasurable feeling was truly indescribable. For a moment, Wanyan Zhi was unable to move, and could only hold Huang Rong's straight legs, panting heavily.

Huang Rong, whose flower core had been explored for the first time by a jade stem, almost fainted from pleasure; boundless pleasure overwhelmed her, and her body felt like a furnace was on fire, burning her and causing her whole body to tremble and shake uncontrollably. The bulging flesh seemed to scratch at her heart, a sensation both tingling and itchy, numb and sore, like an electric shock. She felt full and sweet, joyful and exhilarated, and couldn't help but moan wantonly.

The thick penis stretched her vagina swollen, and Huang Rong involuntarily reached out her hands, wanting to embrace the man's firm body. Wanyan Zhi, understanding the situation, leaned down, and the two embraced and kissed tightly, their lips pressed together, their teeth touching and their tongues licking; primal animalistic instincts replaced everything, and their lustful instincts were fully unleashed. Wanyan Zhi began to thrust hard, and Huang Rong's vagina opened and closed with each thrust, making a squelching sound.

The thick, hot penis reached the sensitive cervix with every thrust, and the tight, sucking sensation made them both feel extremely comfortable. The "Dragon Pearl Spring Water Cave" and the "Lingering Spear" were so harmonious and smooth, they were simply a match made in heaven. Huang Rong's innocent body was defiled, but the flower of her waning desire bloomed brilliantly once more. Her private sanctuary was invaded by a man other than Guo Jing, yet the intruder touched a deep place Guo Jing could never reach. She felt a pang of guilt towards Guo Jing, but the dreamlike, intoxicating pleasure overwhelmed her, preventing her from thinking further.

A tingling, warm current rose slowly from the depths of her lower body; a heart-wrenching, exhilarating pleasure followed. Her fair buttocks pounded and thrust wildly, the overwhelming, irresistible comfort causing Huang Rong to tremble all over. She clung tightly to Wanyan Zhi, her nails digging deep into his shoulders. Wanyan Zhi felt his penis sinking into the hot, tender flesh, constantly being rubbed and squeezed, the glans feeling as if a small mouth was forcefully sucking at it; he felt a tingling, numbness in his lower back, waves of pleasure washing over him, and in a moment, his semen gushed forth uncontrollably.

The wonders of the "Dragon Pearl Spring Water Cave" were fully unleashed at this moment. The trumpet-shaped flower core tightly enveloped the glans penis, drawing in every last drop of yang essence. After a while, yin and yang were in perfect harmony, and the flower core began to writhe again, sending a stream of cool yin essence straight into the glans penis. Wanyan Zhi felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation that penetrated his internal organs, leaving him feeling refreshed and his penis even more erect and thicker. He saw Huang Rong's face flushed, her nose wrinkled, her mouth slightly open, and her eyes hazy with pleasure; he couldn't resist becoming aroused again.

Having tasted the ultimate pleasure for the first time in her life, Huang Rong, under the intense, piercing sensation, broke free from the hypnotic control and became fully awake. She felt extreme anger and humiliation; her pure body had been defiled, how could she explain this to Guo Jing? And even more shameful was that she was now in close contact with a lecherous thief. She struggled to push him away, trying to break free, but Wanyan Zhi began to thrust again. Huang Rong could hardly believe her body's reaction; fully conscious, she was utterly powerless against the onslaught of lust.

The pleasure emanating from her lower body quickly spread throughout her body. Her hands, which had initially resisted, inexplicably went limp the moment they touched Wanyan Zhi's hairy chest. Huang Rong inwardly hated her shamelessness and weakness, but wave after wave of pleasure swiftly overwhelmed her clear reason. Wanyan Zhi, now more composed than before, grasped Huang Rong's large, firm breasts, kneading them incessantly, occasionally lowering his head to lick her trembling, pink nipples. Huang Rong felt utterly blissful all over. She breathed heavily, limply allowing Wanyan Zhi to ride her, her thoughts of shame and resistance vanishing into thin air.

Wanyan Zhi turned her over, penetrating her deeply from behind again, kissing her earlobes and cheeks. The thrusting grew faster and more violent, until suddenly a torrent of hot semen gushed forth, a large amount of powerful semen shooting into her core once more. Huang Rong felt as if a volcano was erupting deep within her lower abdomen, the pleasure spreading outwards; she involuntarily let out a hysterical, frantic scream.

At this moment, a rapid knocking sounded on the door, accompanied by the anxious shouts of the Wu brothers: "Master's wife! What's wrong? Open the door quickly!"

It turned out that before Huang Rong and Wanyan Zhi's secret meeting, she had instructed the two men to be careful to prevent the secret from being leaked. Therefore, the two men could only stand at a distance, waiting vigilantly. However, as time went on, and strange noises continued to come from inside, the Wu brothers, who were waiting outside, began to suspect something.

They mustered their courage and approached the secret room, only to vaguely hear heavy breathing and seductive moans coming from inside. Both men were married and were shocked to hear this. They thought, "This is clearly the sound of a man and woman making love. Could it be that my master's wife is with a thief...?"

This thought seemed too illogical, so they shouted loudly, demanding that Huang Rong open the door. But Huang Rong remained silent, which only increased their suspicion, so they knocked on the door forcefully.

Huang Rong, once again immersed in the climax, was startled by the shouts and knocks. In the midst of her blissful state, she was unable to stop herself. She gritted her teeth, trembling and shaking, feeling incredibly comfortable, but deep down, she was also extremely anxious and fearful. Huang Rong thought, "I have always presented a dignified image, but now I am indulging in debauchery, naked and lewd. If my two disciples were to barge in, wouldn't that be...? Besides, my two disciples have also spied on my body, coveting my beauty!"

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, but her sensitive body was still intoxicated by the sensory stimulation and unable to extricate itself. Wanyan Zhi's enormous glans pressed tightly against her clitoris, its bulging flesh constantly scraping against her tender flesh walls. Simultaneous ejaculation of yang and yin essence, the intense pleasure of their union causing her legs to arch high and her buttocks to thrust forward; amidst her soft moans, she felt a surge of emotion: "Even if I'm about to die, I want to fully savor this blissful moment." The Wu brothers, receiving no reply, grew anxious and shouted, "Master's wife! We need to go in!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they kicked the door open with their internal energy, shattering it with a crack, and leaped into the secret chamber.

The two brothers, upon entering, froze, unable to believe their eyes. The room was completely deserted; not only were the thieves nowhere to be seen, but their master's wife had also vanished. They practically turned the chamber upside down, but found no clues. Huang Rong and Wanyan Zhi had mysteriously disappeared into thin air. Panicked and filled with doubt, the two rushed to inform Guo Jing. Guo Jing rubbed his forehead, still completely bewildered and clueless after a long while.

Menopausal Huang Rong's spokesperson: Mentally challenged boy (nine)

The moment the Wu brothers kicked down the door, Huang Rong's fear reached its peak; the terror of being disgraced made her body cold and tremble; but the excruciating pleasure also intensified accordingly. She felt herself drifting aimlessly, not knowing where she was, and the surroundings suddenly became silent; a faint mist enveloped her body, causing her to spin rapidly, her mind blank during the spin.

Like eternity, yet also like a fleeting moment, the mist suddenly dissipated, and the two tightly embracing fell into the water. The sudden, overwhelming sensation, the extreme, icy stimulation, caused them to instinctively struggle and twist. The two, who had been tightly embracing, were separated in the struggle. Huang Rong, a skilled swimmer, instantly floated to the surface like a fish; but Wanyan Zhi, who was completely unable to swim, vanished into the rolling waves in an instant.

Huang Rong realized from the alkaline taste in her mouth that she was in the sea, but she couldn't understand how this had happened. The night was deep, the sea was boundless, the water was cold and the waves were high, and she was surrounded by nothingness. Although Huang Rong was an excellent swimmer, she couldn't help but feel fear. She floated up and down, drifting with the current, feeling the seawater grow colder and her strength gradually diminish. At this moment, she heard a series of muffled sounds in the distance, and countless stars seemed to be rushing towards her. She was terrified, thinking that heaven had come to her? As they drew closer, she realized that it was a huge ship she had never seen before, and the countless stars were actually the lights on the ship.

Guo Jing and the Wu brothers entered the secret room and searched it thoroughly again, but to no avail; the two had vanished into thin air without a trace. At this moment, Old Wu, who was in charge of cleaning the secret room, stammered, "Master Guo, this room is unclean… it's haunted!"

Guo Jing, half-believing, asked, "Don't rush, tell me slowly, what's wrong with this room?"

Old Wu swallowed hard, his expression filled with fear, and said, "In my more than twenty years here, this isn't the first time something like this has happened… In the past, Admiral Zhang and Commander Li also disappeared in this room…"

Lai Wanru stood alone on the deck, staring blankly at the rolling waves, feeling both angry and regretful. She had given up a perfectly good life, but greed had led her to board this gambling ship, and in less than two hours, she had lost all her savings of more than ten years. Now, it seemed that returning to a life of prostitution was truly her destiny. As she wallowed in self-pity and frustration, a bizarre scene suddenly shook her to her core: in the dark sea, a completely naked woman was rapidly climbing upwards, pulling on the dangling safety rope of the boat…

After a long and tumultuous day, Lai Wanru, still shaken, finally believed that Huang Rong was not a sea monster or demon; however, seeing Huang Rong's unfamiliarity with modern affairs and her distinctly different accent, she instinctively assumed Huang Rong was a mainland illegal immigrant. She taught Huang Rong how to use the washing facilities and provided her with shower gel, shampoo, and other cleaning supplies; after bathing, Huang Rong felt wonderfully refreshed and fragrant. Having not slept for two nights, she lay on the soft bed and soon drifted off to sleep.

When Huang Rong awoke, her strength fully restored, the sight before her shocked her. In a square box in front of the bed, a blonde, blue-eyed man and woman were engaged in lewd acts, the woman moaning and groaning, her behavior utterly lascivious. Even with her quick wit and intelligence, Huang Rong was utterly astonished and speechless upon witnessing this bizarre and obscene video. Lai Wanru, sitting on the sofa nearby, saw Huang Rong's dumbfounded expression and couldn't help but laugh, "You've never seen porn before?"

It took Huang Rong quite a while to roughly understand the characteristics and operation of the various electrical appliances in the room. Lai Wanru, seeing that she had never even seen a television before, acting like a cavewoman, couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. She thought, "This woman, who knows which backward mountain area she came from, how could she know nothing? If I sold her, she'd probably be counting the money for herself!"

At that moment, the porn reached its most exciting point, showing a woman battling three men; the blonde beauty's front and back orifices each received a large penis, while her small mouth frantically licked another. Huang Rong felt utterly bewildered, her heart pounding, and her lower body involuntarily became wet. Seeing Huang Rong's expression, Lai Wanru secretly chuckled. She skillfully moved closer to Huang Rong and reached out to caress her naked body. Huang Rong was startled and hurriedly tried to push her away, but Lai Wanru seemed experienced in this art; Huang Rong pushed her away, but Lai Wanru touched her in different directions. After a while, Huang Rong thought, "They're both women anyway, so I'll just let her have her way."

Lai Wanru, having been a seasoned womanizer, had grown to dislike men and was increasingly interested in women; now, seeing Huang Rong's delicate skin, beautiful figure, and seemingly innocent demeanor, she couldn't help but tease her even more enthusiastically. Huang Rong, who was watching porn for the first time, was already extremely excited, and with Lai Wanru's expert teasing her, how could she resist? She immediately went limp and collapsed onto the bed, but her eyes remained fixed on the television, not blinking an eye.

Lai Wanru pulled back the sheet, revealing Huang Rong's naked body. The full, white, smooth, and alluring beauty of Huang Rong stirred even Lai Wanru's heart, making her unable to tear herself away. Last night, Huang Rong had been in the sea for a long time, her hair disheveled and her face haggard. In her panic, Lai Wanru hadn't paid much attention. Now, seeing her naked before her, she realized how incredibly sexy and beautiful this woman was. Always proud of her looks, Lai Wanru, witnessing Huang Rong's unadorned, breathtaking beauty, felt a deep sense of inferiority. Despite

her long experience in the world, she couldn't even determine Huang Rong's age. She could be in her thirties, or perhaps in her twenties. In short, Huang Rong appeared mature, noble, and graceful, possessing a captivating charm that transcended age. As for her skin and figure, they were flawless, without a single fault. After her breast augmentation, Lai Wanru boasted an impressive 36C bust, but compared to Huang Rong's full and firm breasts, they paled in comparison. She looked at them from all angles, touching and pinching them, realizing that in terms of both the shape of her breasts and the smoothness and elasticity of her skin, she couldn't surpass Huang Rong in any way.

She gently stroked Huang Rong's rounded thighs, kneaded her plump buttocks, and finally her hand lingered on Huang Rong's wet vulva, gently moving it around. Huang Rong felt a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body and couldn't help but moan softly in pleasure. Seeing this, Lai Wanru further sucked on her tender breasts and gently bit her cherry-like nipples. Watching this erotic scene and being aroused, Huang Rong trembled and shivered under the double stimulation, reaching orgasm in an instant.

Lai Wanru lowered her body, her lips touching Huang Rong's vulva, sucking and licking, giving Huang Rong a completely different kind of pleasure. A moment later, she rolled over and knelt down to kiss Huang Rong; whispering seductive words in Huang Rong's ear.

Lai Wanru: "Feels good, doesn't it? Do you want a man to touch you there?"

Huang Rong: "...Mmm..."

Lai Wanru: "If you really want to, I have my ways."

Huang Rong: "..."

Lai Wanru: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Huang Rong: "...This is good enough..."

As Huang Rong answered, she crossed her legs and rubbed her vulva against Lai Wanru's body. Seeing this, Lai Wanru rolled off the bed and quickly took out a pair of tight underwear from her suitcase and put it on; she turned to face Huang Rong, and Huang Rong gasped in surprise. Between Lai Wanru's legs was a huge, thick, and long penis!

Huang Rong never dreamed that she would have sex with a woman. Lai Wanru was experienced and knew female psychology well; under her delicate and sophisticated modern lovemaking techniques, Huang Rong was aroused to the point of overflowing lust and could no longer restrain herself. After their passion subsided, the two embraced and whispered to each other. Huang Rong, in unfamiliar surroundings, listened more and spoke less; Lai Wanru, on the other hand, was outspoken and unrestrained. Huang Rong learned much about modern life from Lai Wanru, but it offered no help in her situation.

Lai Wanru, not being well-educated, didn't even know where Xiangyang was; when Huang Rong asked her about the state of the Song Dynasty, she was completely bewildered. Huang Rong understood some of what Lai Wanru said, but others were utterly incomprehensible. However, one thing was certain: the simple-minded woman before her had indeed lost a fortune gambling.

Lai Wanru: "What? You have a way to help me win back my losses?"

Huang Rong: "Judging from what you've said, roulette might be a good option."

Lai Wanru: "Really? You look so unsophisticated, you don't know anything. Are you some kind of gambling king or queen from the movies, with some kind of superpower?"

Huang Rong: "What movies, what superpowers? I don't know; but according to your method, roulette is indeed worth a try; but you have to take me to see it first."

Lai Wanru: "That's easy! Let's go! Let's go quickly!"

Huang Rong: "I can't go naked, can I?"

Lai Wanru: "Hehe! You're right, I'll find you some clothes."

Huang Rong put on Lai Wanru's clothes and felt very uncomfortable; Lai Wanru stared at her, speechless, with an incredulous expression. This woman who didn't even know how to wear a bra was so elegant and beautiful. She helped Huang Rong put her long hair up in a bun and applied some light makeup. She scrutinized her for a while, then sighed softly, "If you went to participate in a beauty pageant, then everyone else would be out of luck!"

Huang Rong, wearing high heels, walked along like a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden, finding everything new and interesting. Despite it being her first time wearing high heels, her exceptional lightness skill allowed her to move with ease and grace in no time. Passing by the gym, Lai Wanru took her in to measure her height and weight. Surprisingly, their height and weight were exactly the same: 172 cm and 55 kg; however, Huang Rong possessed a more graceful and slender figure. The two entered the casino lobby together, immediately attracting countless greedy gazes.

Huang Rong wore a black, low-cut, backless evening gown that accentuated her snow-white skin; her bare back was smooth and delicate; and her half-exposed breasts seemed ready to burst forth. Coupled with her elegant and beautiful face and her graceful figure, everyone's eyes followed her like a shadow, as if they were welcoming a noble empress. Huang Rong, who had been worried about her attire, felt much relieved after seeing the scantily clad bunny girls serving her. She thought to herself, "Truly, experience is the best teacher; it turns out that most women here dress like this. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. The ancients were right." When

they reached the roulette wheel, everyone immediately made way for them. Huang Rong carefully observed the other gamblers placing their bets, and when she had a moment, she secretly channeled her inner energy to try and control the roulette wheel's rotation and the ball's landing point; in no time, she had mastered the technique. Huang Rong was focused on the game, but the many lecherous men were focused on Huang Rong; after all, for gamblers, gambling and lust were always intertwined.

Lai Wanru exchanged her last thousand US dollars for chips and handed them all to Huang Rong, who casually placed them down and bet them all. Lai Wanru was sweating profusely with nervousness, thinking that if she lost this round, she would probably go hungry for the next few days! As soon as the dealer pressed the button, she immediately closed her eyes and began chanting incantations—praying to Guanyin, Mazu, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, whatever came to mind. She was willing to do anything to win, even take off her underwear on the spot.

The onlookers were stunned, and two dealers were replaced. Huang Rong had won seven rounds in a row, her chips piled up like a small mountain. Lai Wanru was utterly incredulous at this result. Huang Rong smiled slightly at her, gathered the chips in her hands, and told Lai Wanru to go and settle the bill. After settling the bill, Lai Wanru not only won back all the $100,000 she had lost the day before, but also made a profit of over $60,000. At this moment, in the ecstatic eyes of Lai Wanru, Huang Rong was undoubtedly a god of wealth who had fallen from the sky.

Inside the control room, a middle-aged man with a cold expression sat listening to his subordinate's report. He said impatiently, "What's with all the rambling? Who exactly are those two women?"

"Reporting to Chairman Wang, one of those two women is named Lai Wanru. She used to hang out in dance halls and bars and has no connection with the con artist group. As for the other woman, I can't find her information on the passenger list, but I'm sure she's the one who's playing tricks. I clearly set the numbers, but the roulette wheel just happened to spin and landed on the number she bet on. I just don't know what method she used..."

Chairman Wang stared at the TV monitor in surprise and said, "Damn it! This bitch is actually quite pretty. She must have participated in some beauty pageant, right? Go check again. If she really is the one playing tricks, hehe! I'm going to play her to death!"

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then muttered to himself, "Whether she's playing tricks or not, she's so pretty. I'm going to give her a piece of my mind... hehe..." Menopausal

Huang Rong's spokesperson: Mentally challenged boy (10)

Overjoyed, Lai Wanru went to the clothing section to buy new clothes and also bought a complete set of clothes for Huang Rong. The two went back to their room to try on the new clothes, but they had different plans in their hearts. Lai Wanru thought to herself that she had really struck it rich and should try to win over this female god of wealth; Huang Rong, on the other hand, thought that although this place was interesting, it was not a good place to stay for long and she had to think of a way to return to Xiangyang.

Huang Rong tried on her new clothes in front of the mirror. The sexy and alluring narrow panties and the tempting, revealing new stockings made her blush and her heart race. She thought to herself, "These people here are really strange; even their undergarments are so varied. If Brother Jing saw this, he'd definitely give me a stern lecture..."

Thinking of Guo Jing, she felt a sweet warmth and longing, and her face involuntarily revealed a charming and delicate expression. But she never dreamed that her graceful movements while changing, and the most intimate parts of her body, would be so perfectly exposed to the greedy and filthy eyes of the casino tycoons.

This gambling ship was a joint venture between the legitimate and criminal worlds. To prevent fraudulent schemes, in addition to surveillance cameras installed in every corner of the casino, even the guest rooms had existing closed-circuit television lines, which could be added as needed. Currently, a digital remote-controlled surveillance camera had been temporarily installed in Lai Wanru's room. Through modern advanced technology, Huang Rong's two fair and tender breasts trembled and shook, as if they were about to jump out of the screen.

At this moment, the 72-inch color screen clearly displayed Huang Rong trying on a mesh bodysuit. She carefully slipped her slender, smooth, tightly closed toes into the pantyhose, then slowly rolled them upwards; her long, firm, and smooth legs gradually disappeared into the alluring mesh. The audience watched, mesmerized, almost forgetting where they were. At this moment, Chairman Wang snapped off the television and said sarcastically, "After watching for so long, have you all come to any conclusions?"

"No conclusions, but I'm certain this woman isn't a prostitute!"

"Oh! How so?"

"Look at her labia, they're still pink, and her vulva isn't very noticeable; if she were a prostitute, her labia would definitely be dark from excessive friction, and her vulva would definitely have a clear opening..."

"Hmm! I agree with Chairman Niu's insightful opinion. This woman is not only not a prostitute, but she might also be very chaste. (Everyone chuckled)... Damn it! You don't believe me? Looking at her tender vulva, she's probably only been with two or three men at most. (Everyone laughed)... Damn it! If you don't believe me, let's bet. This woman definitely has very little sex. I've slept with hundreds, if not thousands, of women. Do you think I'd be wrong?"

Chairman Wang chuckled twice and said, "Brother Niu and Brother Li both have valid points. Let's not argue anymore. This woman's origins are unclear. I couldn't find any information about her on the ship. I even connected to Interpol's criminal database, but there was no record of her. It seems like she appeared out of thin air. I wonder what her intentions are on board?"

At this moment, Chairman Li, who had praised Huang Rong's chastity, said, "Chinese old... " " I know the Qian Group very well, and there aren't many high-level female gamblers... Besides, this woman is unbelievably beautiful... Hmm... She doesn't seem like someone who does this kind of work... This is really strange..."

Chairman Wang waved his hand and said, "This woman won over a hundred thousand US dollars and then stopped, so she doesn't seem like she's here to cause trouble. But since she's not on the passenger list, she doesn't officially exist on our ship. Hehe! Even if we take her out, there's no legal issue... Haha! Brother Niu and Brother Li, seeing how reluctant you are to let her go, hehe! To be honest... I, your brother, also want to taste this virtuous little tender pussy! Haha..."

Lai Wanru took Huang Rong to a sauna for a full-body beauty treatment; the two of them got manicures and facials, massages, and oil removal, which Huang Rong found incredibly novel. At this moment, two handsome young men slipped into the men-only area. Huang Rong was applying a face mask, her face covered in Mediterranean mud, so she closed her eyes and didn't see the two men. Lai Wanru was getting her toenails done, but she saw the two men clearly, face to face. The two men approached her, gave the beautician a wink, and then lifted her up. Lai Wanru saw the two men grinning and staring intently at her bare breasts, assuming they were lusting after her beauty, and she couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. She silently allowed them to carry her, thinking to herself: When luck comes, you can't stop it; the God of Wealth has just arrived, and Cupid has followed.

The two men led her into a secret room, and Lai Wanru continued to indulge in her erotic fantasies. But when the two men asked about Huang Rong and the money she had won, she panicked. If she got caught cheating, it wouldn't be a joke. At best, she'd be beaten and have to pay compensation; at worst, her life would be in danger; and worse, if her whole family were thrown into the sea, they'd be gone forever! She stammered her answers, inwardly groaning. Who was this Huang Rong? How did she win money? She had no idea, but how could anyone believe her? "If you don't tell us, we'll get rough!"

"I really don't know! Go ask her if you don't believe me!"

"Hehe! Of course you should ask her, but..."

The two men lewdly ripped off Lai Wanru's clothes; Lai Wanru struggled symbolically for a moment, then obediently submitted to their dominance. These two men were young and handsome, with tall and well-built figures, and Lai Wanru was more than happy to be raped by them!

"Damn! Your body is pretty good, isn't it?"

The two men groped her while also taking off their clothes, preparing for further assault. Lai Wanru pretended to be aggrieved, but inwardly she was extremely happy; these two men were young and handsome, exactly the prince charming in a woman's heart, and it wasn't easy for a woman to encounter such an opportunity! But what worried her was that after their fling, if the two men continued to pursue the matter of cheating on gambling, that would be very troublesome!

After Huang Rong finished her full beauty massage at the sauna, she waited a long time for Lai Wanru to return before heading back to her room. Just then, the beautician who had done her facial approached her and said, "Miss Huang, Miss Lai is waiting for you in room 304. I'll take you there."

Upon entering the room, Huang Rong saw Lai Wanru curled up naked on the sofa, surrounded by eight strange men, some sitting and some standing.

"Miss Huang, all your friends have confessed. What are you going to do now?"

Seeing the arrogant demeanor of the middle-aged man speaking, Huang Rong felt a surge of anger and retorted, "What are you saying? I don't understand!"

This Mr. Wang, having learned from Lai Wanru that Huang Rong might be an illegal immigrant from mainland China, was now furious at her nonchalant act of feigning ignorance. He slammed his hand on the table and roared, "You bitch! You cheated and you're still being stubborn! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am! Come on! Strip her clothes off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two burly men immediately began to rip off Huang Rong's clothes. This infuriated Huang Rong. In Xiangyang City, who didn't treat her like a fairy? Who dared to be so disrespectful to her? The two burly men who approached her saw Huang Rong dressed in a kimono, her hair styled in an updo, her pretty face and graceful figure resembling a beautiful female ronin from a Japanese samurai film; their lust was instantly aroused, thinking that while stripping her kimono, they might as well grope her a couple of times. In the blink of an eye, Huang Rong used a "window-opening gaze" technique, spreading her hands to the left and right, and the two burly men were sent flying, crashing into the wall; with a loud bang, both men fell unconscious to the ground. The previously arrogant Chairman Wang stared at Huang Rong in disbelief, unable to believe his eyes.

Huang Rong's face was frosty, her eyebrows raised, her almond eyes filled with arrogance; her bare feet were slender and supple, perfectly proportioned. Everyone present, witnessing this, felt that this woman possessed the aura of a queen, utterly captivating and incredibly sexy. Seeing the surprised yet lewd looks in their eyes, Huang Rong grew even angrier. She pointed at Chairman Wang and coldly said, "Come here! Kneel down and answer me." Chairman Wang

was momentarily stunned, then obediently knelt at Huang Rong's feet. Just as everyone was still in shock, Chairman Wang suddenly grabbed Huang Rong's legs, attempting to pull her to the ground.

However, Huang Rong's legs were like cast iron; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them an inch. He exerted all his strength, forgetting all reason, still desperately trying to pull her down; at this moment, Huang Rong reached out, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up like an eagle snatching a chick. Chairman Wang, known for his ferocity, felt a surge of heat travel from his neck to his limbs, a mixture of soreness, numbness, itching, and stinging, as if countless tiny needles were constantly pricking his body. The pain was so intense that he felt like he was dying; he could no longer bear it and began to groan in agony.

Seeing this, Chairman Niu and Chairman Li were greatly surprised. They had witnessed Chairman Wang undergo the gang's punishment of three cuts and six holes in his neck, and he hadn't uttered a sound then. Now, this woman was gripping his neck, and he couldn't even withstand it; the pain and suffering he was enduring was palpable. As directors, they were experienced and always acted with prudence; but the other three thugs were far more reckless. As soon as they saw Huang Rong subdue Chairman Wang, they immediately drew their weapons and took action; one pointed a gun at Huang Rong, while the other two, wielding Lamborghini knives, pounced on her from the left and right. Seeing that the two men's steps were unsteady, clearly indicating they weren't trained fighters, Huang Rong smiled.

She calmly tossed Chairman Wang aside, then leaped up and delivered a flying kick; the two men felt a blur before their eyes, as if struck by lightning, their bodies went numb and their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground with a thud. With a loud bang, Huang Rong felt a gust of wind rush towards her face as a hidden weapon was already at her cheek. She frantically turned her head and twisted her waist, shifting three feet to the side, but a lock of her hair was already knocked off. Huang Rong was shocked, wondering what kind of hidden weapon could be so swift. She turned around and saw the man holding the right-angled object pointing it directly at her again.

Huang Rong quickly spun around, and instantly another loud bang was heard. A cry of pain followed, and Lai Wanru, who had been on the sofa behind her, fell to the ground. The man was a renowned sharpshooter, but seeing that both of his shots had missed and he had even accidentally wounded someone else, he panicked. He was about to pull the trigger again, but Huang Rong was already close enough to strike him. With a snap, his wrist was brutally broken, and then everything went black; he instantly lost consciousness.

Seeing that all five thugs had been knocked unconscious and that Chairman Wang was curled up, groaning and trembling, Directors Niu and Li, terrified, knelt down without waiting for Huang Rong's command. Seeing that the situation was under control, Huang Rong turned to check on Lai Wanru's injuries; she saw that Lai Wanru had stopped breathing, had no pulse, and a gaping hole in her heart, clearly indicating she was beyond saving. Huang Rong felt a pang of sorrow. Although their time together had been short, Lai Wanru had been the first person to guide her into this new world. Now, having lost her only mentor, how was she supposed to cope in this unfamiliar environment? Seeing Huang Rong lost in thought, looking bewildered, and seemingly hesitant, Director Li said in a low voice, "The dead cannot be brought back to life, heroine... please don't be sad. We brothers will do our best to make amends... perhaps you could ask the heroine to spare my brother..."

Unsure how to address Huang Rong properly, he imitated the dialogue in martial arts films, calling her "heroine. " Unexpectedly, this turned out to be to Huang Rong's liking. Since arriving in this strange environment, it was the first time she had heard language similar to that of her homeland, and she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

She kicked away the restraints on Wang Dong, then sat down in a chair, adopting the posture of the Beggar Clan leader, and said in a deep voice, "What do you intend to do? What are your plans? Tell me."

The three men were stunned for a moment before realizing what she meant, thinking: "Why is this woman acting out a martial arts film? Her speech is so archaic, I almost couldn't understand her!" The three men racked their brains for lines from period dramas, stammering and flattering Huang Rong. Huang Rong found it awkward, but she roughly understood the nature of the gambling ship and their positions on it.

The three men rearranged a VIP room for Huang Rong and brought in a female waitress to serve her exclusively. Since Huang Rong couldn't return to Xiangyang for the time being, she had no choice but to let things take their course. As for Lai Wanru's unfortunate death, it was a common occurrence in her life in the martial arts world, so although she felt a little sad, it wasn't surprising.

Huang Rong's room was equipped with seven high-performance digital surveillance cameras, which monitored Huang Rong's every move from different angles and could zoom in or zoom out as needed. At this moment, Chairman Wang, Chairman Li, and Chairman Niu, while watching Huang Rong on the closed-circuit television, were all talking at once, each expressing their own opinions: Chairman Wang: "Damn it! This woman is really weird. Does she really have special abilities? Little Wang is a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo, and Little Zhao is a second-degree black belt in Karate. Damn it! She pushed them with her hands, and they were like paper cutouts, dead on the spot. Damn! I really don't understand!"

Chairman Li: "I think she really looks like a character who came out of a martial arts movie. Even Bruce Lee wasn't as powerful as her. But she seems to be confused about many things. Maybe she really came from the mainland, from some deep mountain."

Chairman Niu: "Who cares where she came from? If we can use her, we'll use her. If we can't, we'll find a way to get rid of her. Even if she's a martial arts master, we'll keep watching her with closed-circuit television all day. She'll have to sleep eventually, right? Besides, we have guns and all kinds of anesthetics. Surely we can handle this delicate woman?"

After chatting for a while, the three of them realized that Huang Rong wasn't as difficult to deal with as they had imagined, and their mood relaxed. On the screen, Huang Rong was undressing to take a bath. The three men's eyes lit up, and their conversation gradually became lewd and obscene. As Huang Rong gradually revealed herself, the room fell silent, broken only by heavy breathing and the occasional gurgling sound of swallowing. The completely naked Huang Rong on the screen was leisurely squatting on the toilet, relieving herself!

The three men adjusted the monitor, zooming in for a close-up. Huang Rong's lower body was immediately revealed in exquisite detail on the high-fidelity television screen. Her pubic hair, of moderate thickness, meandered below her abdomen, forming a perfect inverted triangle; her two thin, pink labia, slightly parted due to her squatting position, resembled delicate clam shells, silently guarding her tender vulva. At that moment, a glistening stream of water sprayed from her vulva, shooting directly at the viewers' faces through the magnified screen. The three men instinctively opened their mouths, as if preparing to receive and sip the sweet spring water!

Huang Rong's Menopausal Spokesperson: Mentally Disabled Boy (XI)

Huang Rong, entering menopause, experiences subtle changes in her endocrine system, yet her condition is fundamentally different from that of ordinary women. Blessed by nature, she has taken miraculous elixirs since childhood and later gained insight into the secrets of internal energy cultivation; therefore, although she enters menopause, her physical condition exhibits a unique rejuvenation phenomenon.

While most women experience a gradual decline in bodily functions after entering menopause, Huang Rong's bodily functions become even more vigorous. For example, her original height of 168cm grows to 172cm, and her sexual desire changes from extremely conservative to extremely craving. She doesn't understand these obvious signs, but after a series of miraculous encounters, she becomes able to accept them calmly.

Although Huang Rong didn't understand the mysteries of the endocrine system, her entire body naturally exuded a seductive and alluring languid spring-like charm; her delicate face became even more alluring, and her bright eyes shimmered with a hazy, watery light; her tender skin was even more refined, and the elasticity and smoothness of her muscles were greater than before. But what was particularly miraculous was that her physiological responses had returned to a girlish sensitivity; the slightest touch to her vital areas would immediately cause her to become excessively aroused and thirsty. Now, the water jets from the showerhead were pounding against her tender vulva, her face flushed, her body writhing, and primal pleasure had filled her entire heart.

After her bath, Huang Rong lay languidly on the soft waterbed, and a maid brought her a large glass of ice-cold cola. Huang Rong particularly liked this magical drink; the spicy sensation upon entry and the rush of gas after drinking it all greatly amazed her. She removed her silver hairpin, tested it in the cup, and seeing that it didn't change color, happily drank the cola in one gulp. The three directors watching the screen were overjoyed to see Huang Rong drink the cola.

Despite her caution, Huang Rong had fallen for it. The cola wasn't laced with poison, but with a stronger dose of hallucinogenic drugs. On the screen, the three watched as Huang Rong shook her head and slumped to the ground, their excitement palpable. They rushed to Huang Rong's bedroom, grabbed shackles and handcuffs, stripped her naked, and handcuffed her to the bed in a spread-eagle position. The three, their faces beaming with lewdness, shamelessly groped and appraised Huang Rong's body.

Mr. Niu pinched, kneaded, kissed, and sucked on Huang Rong's large, tender, white breasts, constantly exclaiming in amazement, "Damn! I've never touched such tender breasts before! So soft and smooth, such a great feel and such good elasticity; damn it! Just touching these breasts makes me want to ejaculate!"

Mr. Li, who was stroking Huang Rong's thighs, chimed in, "Yeah! This girl's skin is really good, it feels so good to touch. Look at these legs! Full, round, smooth, and soft, damn it! I really want to bite her hard!" Mr.

Wang, who had been silent, was quite busy at this moment! He took off his pants and rubbed his erect penis against Huang Rong's slender, tender white toes, trying to insert his penis between her big toe and second toe. Huang Rong's beautiful feet were a rare and exquisite treasure for Mr. Wang, who had a foot fetish.

Niu Dong: "Old Wang! What are you doing on her feet? Come on! These two fleshy balls are yours, let's have some breast play!"

Wang Dong: "What the hell do you know! There are plenty of pretty women with good figures! But beautiful feet, damn it! You'd be hard-pressed to find one in ten thousand women. This girl's feet are definitely world champions, damn it! See for yourself if you don't believe me!"

The double dose of hallucinogenic drugs fermented in Huang Rong's body. She opened her eyes groggily, but all she saw were bizarre and surreal illusions. She shook her head and stared intently, then flew into a rage; these two, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, were too outrageous! It was one thing to covet her beauty, but how could they corrupt their junior brother? This Guo Polu was only 12 years old, and her own son, and now he was imitating Da Wu and Xiao Wu, groping her body indiscriminately—wasn't this incest? She struggled free, only to find herself handcuffed. Panicked, she cried out, "Stop! I'm your mother!"

The three men smiled knowingly, thinking: the drug is taking effect!

The drug made Huang Rong's body even more sensitive. Under their wanton kisses and caresses, she was already unbearably itchy and aroused. Now, Guo Polu, emboldened by her outburst, intensified his actions, licking her genitals. Frustrated and angry, she unleashed another torrent of curses. Hallucinations and auditory hallucinations drove her into a state of extreme arousal. Her snow-white body writhed, and her vaginal fluids flowed more and more freely.

Faced with such a beautiful and powerful woman as Huang Rong, the three men shared a tacit understanding: only by raping her while she was lucid could they enjoy the ultimate pleasure. Now, with her hallucinations and a hazy state, what would be the point of raping her if she didn't even know? Because of their shared intentions, the maximum humiliation Huang Rong suffered so far was limited to her tender vulva being touched and licked. Even so, Huang Rong's sensitive body still experienced countless orgasms.

Although the three men did not formally rape Huang Rong, her extraordinary and exquisite body still gave them immense pleasure through touching, kissing, licking, and visual stimulation. After a prolonged period of arousal, coupled with the unbearable release, all three felt exhausted and decided to rest for a while before regrouping.

Mr. Wang: "Damn! This is exhausting! This girl is so damn horny, I've already come three times before we've even really started. Ugh! I need to get some sleep!"

Mr. Li: "Damn! This girl keeps writhing and moaning, she's covered in sweat, isn't she going to collapse? She's on drugs and so excited, if she dies, it'll be a huge loss! I think we should call Dr. Zhang to give her two bottles of glucose and some vitamins; that way we'll get enough sleep, and she'll have the energy for a real good time!"

Mr. Niu: "Brother Li is right, let's just call Dr. Zhang to give her two bottles of glucose and some vitamins; that way we'll be well-rested, and she'll have the energy for a real good time!" "Add some sleeping pills to the glucose, let her sleep, and find two waiters to give her a bath, make sure she's clean, then we'll have more energy! Don't you think so?"

Huang Rong experienced a dreamlike passion. First, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, along with Guo Polu, molested and harassed her; then, the usually upright Lu Youjiao took advantage of her vulnerability, indulging in oral sex; even more outrageous was her son-in-law Yelü Qi, who, under the pretext of practicing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, gave her eighteen groping experiences; her mind was intoxicated, her desire burning, and she even took the initiative to embrace and kiss her son-in-law. In short, it was all lewd and perverse; she was repeatedly on the verge of climax, but could never fully reach the peak. Unsatisfied desire left her lower body extremely empty, and she kept writhing and crying out, hoping for further release.

Her excellent physique, powerful internal energy, and the constant sweating from revelry quickly eliminated the drug from her body; when she awoke from her slumber, her mind was fully awake. The glucose and vitamins had a restorative effect, leaving her feeling radiant and full of energy. She tried to struggle, but still couldn't break free of her restraints; after all, modern steel handcuffs were far superior to the wooden shackles of the past.

The scent of shower gel on her body indicated that someone had bathed her while she was unconscious; her feminine intuition also clearly showed that she hadn't been defiled. However, judging from her naked and bound position, the other party's intentions were unmistakable. With her strength fully restored, Huang Rong recalled her previous experience; fragmented memories gradually pieced together a concrete picture. She guessed that someone must have drugged her cola, and all the hallucinations were caused by the drug. Although she hadn't lost her virginity, she had undoubtedly been molested and assaulted; otherwise, how could those passionate sensations have been so realistic? The three, well-rested, entered excitedly with Doctor Zhang. Huang Rong, feigning unconsciousness, remained calm. Doctor Zhang checked her pulse and listened to her heartbeat, then said with satisfaction, "Her health is excellent; she can withstand any tricks..."

Before he could finish, he chuckled slyly.

Chairman Wang chuckled lewdly, glanced at him, and said suggestively, "Old Zhang, tell me honestly, while we were all gone, you were giving her an IV drip. Did you take advantage of the situation?"

Doctor Zhang hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "Chairman Wang, how could I dare? There are so many surveillance cameras in this room. If I dared to steal anything, wouldn't it be filmed as a pornographic film?" Chairman

Li said, "Alright! You can leave now. Remember to tell the control room to turn off the surveillance cameras in this room. We don't want to put on a show for everyone. Also, during this time, even if something extremely important happens, don't bother us, understand? Haha..."

The three, well-rested and having taken aphrodisiacs, felt full of energy and burning with desire. As soon as Dr. Zhang left, they immediately locked the door and took off their clothes. Lying on her back, Huang Rong could clearly see the three men's actions through the large mirror embedded in the ceiling. She noticed that the tall and imposing Mr. Wang had the smallest penis, while the slender Mr. Li had a large, thick one. However, overall, all three were only of average ability, far inferior to the exceptionally gifted Wanyan Zhi.

Thinking of Wanyan Zhi, Huang Rong felt a complex mix of emotions. He was the first person to give her a glimpse of sexual pleasure! That powerful and robust drive, that delicate and superb technique… Thinking of this, Huang Rong's lower body unconsciously began to secrete lubrication.

At this moment, the three men were in position, exploring and moving on Huang Rong's body; despite their individual preferences, there was no conflict between them. Mr. Wang continued to lick and suck Huang Rong's feet; Mr. Niu continued to enjoy Huang Rong's large, white breasts; only Mr. Li, who originally preferred beautiful legs, shifted his focus after seeing Huang Rong's genitals opening and closing rapidly and leaking copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Huang Rong, feigning unconsciousness, felt intense stimulation in all her sensitive areas, causing her to feel itchy and aroused.

While trying to control the waves of pleasure emanating from her body, she also pondered how to free her hands and feet. At this moment, Mr. Li inadvertently did Huang Rong a great favor. Mr. Li, already unable to contain his sexual arousal from licking and scratching Huang Rong's wet vulva, brought his erect penis to her opening, ready to penetrate her. Startled, Huang Rong quickly focused her energy on her genitals, and her previously slightly open, wet vulva suddenly closed tightly.

Mr. Li tried a few times without success, then reached out in surprise to touch her. He found the flesh between her legs slippery, but her vagina was tightly closed, making it difficult to even insert his finger. He was now ready to act; in his haste, he tried to move Huang Rong's legs to adjust the angle, but they were shackled and he couldn't move them. Consumed by lust, he cried out, "Old Wang, can you take off these shackles? Damn it! I can't get in like this!"

Mr. Wang, busy playing with Huang Rong's feet, also found the shackles in the way. Now that Mr. Li had asked, he readily removed the restraints from Huang Rong's feet.

With her legs free again, Huang Rong felt increasingly relaxed. Like a cat toying with a mouse, she calmly allowed the three men to manipulate her. In fact, her body, under their teasing, was experiencing a unique kind of pleasure! Huang Rong herself didn't understand why she felt this way. On the one hand, she entered menopause, and the changes in her endocrine system increased her sexual desire; on the other hand, as she grew older, she became more detached from worldly affairs and gradually became more true to her body's natural reactions.

Furthermore, Huang Rong subconsciously believed that having already lost her virginity to Wanyan Zhi, she could no longer claim to be innocent; under these circumstances, she inevitably felt somewhat self-destructive. But the most important factor was that, being in a new environment and having watched too many adult films, she mistakenly believed that this was the prevailing custom; by conforming to local customs and being influenced by what she saw and heard, she didn't care if others knew about her promiscuous behavior. These complex factors combined to cause a subtle shift in Huang Rong's mindset.

Mr. Li lifted Huang Rong's thigh, adjusted the angle, and thrust forcefully, but still couldn't penetrate. He angrily got up, complaining, "Damn it! Is it because I'm too big! Old Wang, you try!"

Mr. Wang was busy licking Huang Rong's toes and had no time for him. Upon hearing this, he chuckled dryly, "Didn't we agree to wait until she woke up before doing it? What's your rush?"

Frustrated, Mr. Li flew into a rage upon hearing this. He gripped his penis, brought it close to Huang Rong's mouth, and angrily cursed, "You filthy bitch! Go back to sleep! I'll piss on you to wake you up!"

Huang Rong, who had been tightly closed, suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze as cold as lightning as she stared at him. Startled, Mr. Li stumbled and fell off the bed.

(Huang Rong's Menopausal Spokesperson: Mentally Disabled Boy (12))

The three men, realizing Huang Rong was awake, immediately became alert and quickly moved away from the bed. Huang Rong hadn't expected the three men to be so wary of her, and she couldn't help but lament her misfortune. If she had launched a surprise attack earlier, she could at least have dealt with two of them first; but now the three men were far from the bed, and her hands were cuffed, so even if she wanted to attack, it was too late. Still feeling frustrated, the situation took another turn; Wang Dong pressed a button resembling a TV remote, and instantly, the entire bed stood upright.

Huang Rong went from lying on her back to standing, surprised, but then the bed flipped upside down, head to tail, and Huang Rong panicked. Her hands were handcuffed to the bed, and her leg cuffs were off; once upside down, her body had nowhere to brace itself, naturally causing her to lean backward; unless she could stay pressed against the bed and maintain the inverted position. But even with Huang Rong's amazing strength and ability to maintain an inverted position for a long time, it was now useless. As the bed gradually tilted from upright, Huang Rong, unable to hold on, slumped backward, folding into an extremely lewd posture.

Huang Rong's body from the waist down bent backward; her white, plump buttocks were raised high, making her moist, protruding vulva and tight, spiraling anus clearly visible to the three men. To support her body weight, her toes gripped the ground tightly, making her already shapely and sexy legs appear even more alluring and seductive. Seeing Huang Rong's disheveled yet sexy appearance, the three men's lust intensified; they cautiously approached her, making lewd and inappropriate remarks.

Chairman Li: "Haha! When she opened her eyes and glared at me just now, it really scared me to death. Damn it! This female knight is something else, look! Even her pretty little asshole is more delicate than others, hehe! I'm going to be gentle and deflower her little asshole later..."

Chairman Wang: "You're just bragging, you can't even get into her wet and slippery hole, and you want to go in her asshole?"

Chairman Li chuckled awkwardly twice, and said angrily: "It's really strange! Before, I licked her there with my mouth, and my tongue could even go in; but when I actually tried to poke her with my dick, I just couldn't get in. Does this woman have a password down there? Does she only let me in if the number is right?" When

he said this, Chairman Wang and Chairman Niu both burst into laughter. Mr. Wang taunted, "Didn't you say she's chaste? You're not her husband, of course she won't let you in!"

Hearing the three men's lewd and obscene talk, Huang Rong grew increasingly anxious. In her current position, defeating them was far more difficult than lying on her back. Moreover, the three men were cautiously maintaining a safe distance, and her legs couldn't reach them at all. Even with her usual resourcefulness, she couldn't help but feel helpless in this situation. But the situation only worsened for her. The three men whispered amongst themselves, and after a while, they moved the television right in front of Huang Rong and started playing porn!

It was a period erotic film with Chinese audio, telling the story of a widow's irresistible lust and her seduction of a servant. Since the film was set in the Song Dynasty, the clothing, customs, and even the common language were all familiar to Huang Rong. This made the film more appealing to her. Although she knew the three men's arrangement was certainly ill-intentioned, she was irresistibly drawn to the film. As the plot unfolded, lewd fantasies began to stir within her; this overflowing inner desire ignited an uncontrollable and intense lust.

Curled upside down, Huang Rong's lust intensified, and her physical reactions grew stronger. The muscles deep within her genitals spasmed, and her tender vulva opened and closed rhythmically, constantly oozing glistening droplets of fluid. The fluids soaked her pubic hair, making her alluring vulva and snow-white genitals slippery and moist. Huang Rong, her desire burning intensely, blushed, her eyes hazy, and her face displaying a dreamy, alluring expression. Sometimes her brows furrowed, sometimes her lips parted slightly, her pretty face radiating spring-like passion, utterly captivating and seductive.

Seeing Huang Rong's captivating allure, the three men exchanged glances and quietly approached her. They carefully measured the distance, and then Chairman Wang and Chairman Niu each reached out and grasped Huang Rong's feet. Huang Rong, absorbed in the story, seemed oblivious, her eyes glued to the television. Encouraged, the two men took further action. Huang Rong's feet were soft and smooth as cotton, her toes delicate and white. They couldn't resist holding them, and one by one, they put her toes in their mouths and began sucking them.

Chairman Li, observing from the sidelines, saw Huang Rong staring at the television, her body motionless. He thought, "This woman's probably been curled up and folded for too long; she's numb." He boldly moved closer to Huang Rong. He reached out and touched Huang Rong's moist vulva, finding it soft and slippery to the touch, and his fingers easily slipped inside. The moment his fingers entered, Huang Rong even let out a soft moan of pleasure. Layers of tender flesh sucked at his fingers, and he could clearly feel the rhythm within Huang Rong's body; this made him even more convinced that Huang Rong was now burning with desire and could no longer restrain herself.

He gleefully squeezed between Huang Rong's legs, pressing his penis against her wet vulva, slowly rubbing it between her labia. At this moment, Chairman Wang and Chairman Niu also began to stroke Huang Rong's rounded calves, moving up her ankles. Blinded by lust, their vigilance was inevitably somewhat diminished, and the three men unknowingly entered Huang Rong's attack zone.

Huang Rong, who had endured humiliation and hardship, relaxed and began to choose the best opportunity to attack. Those short half-hour had truly driven her to the brink of madness. When Wang and Niu licked her toes, the itching spread from her toes throughout her body, almost killing her. Under her desperate restraint, that indescribable feeling transformed into intense sexual stimulation; so intense that the walls of her vagina even convulsed and spasmed.

Li Dong's penis rubbed back and forth against Huang Rong's wet vulva, the glans, glistening with vaginal fluid, appearing exceptionally powerful. He waited no longer, thrusting his hips forward slowly into Huang Rong's vagina; the glans smoothly parted the flesh, continuing its advance… At this moment, Huang Rong launched a fierce counterattack. She twisted her legs, breaking free from Wang and Niu's grasp, then with a swift movement, she knocked Wang and Niu to the ground. Immediately afterward, she lifted her legs and clamped them tightly around Li Dong's neck.

Li Dong, preparing to penetrate deeply, found the first half of his glans already inside Huang Rong's vagina, the soft, warm sensation making his erect penis even more erect; he took a deep breath, preparing for the final breakthrough. His hard penis gradually sank into Huang Rong's body, the glans feeling the warmth of her wet, tender vagina; a little further in, and he would completely conquer Huang Rong's love nest. But the sudden clamping around his neck forcefully pulled his penis out; in his panic, he simply couldn't accept this dramatic turn of events.

Mr. Li: "Lady...hero, spare me! I've followed orders and unlocked your handcuffs, you can't kill me!"

Huang Rong rubbed her wrists, which had been shackled for so long, and looked at Mr. Li with disdain, saying, "Don't worry! I won't kill any of you three, there's even a reward later!" Mr. Li

: "Ah! Those two aren't dead? Lady...what reward?"

Huang Rong released Wang and Niu from their stun state, ordered the three to line up in front of the bathroom, and then re-pressed their pressure points. The three could speak and hear as usual, but they were unable to move. Huang Rong, having turned the tables, was in high spirits. She playfully said, "You three lecherous bastards, touching and licking me all over, it's disgusting! Now I'm going to take a bath first. Hehe! Is letting you watch me bathe a reward?"

The three were uneasy, wondering how Huang Rong would punish them, but the fact that Huang Rong was bathing naked under their gaze was undeniable. Looking at Huang Rong's snow-white, soft skin, full, firm breasts, rounded, slender legs, and plump, white buttocks; the three standing naked were already at attention, raising their guns in salute. At this moment, Huang Rong bent over to wash her hair. Her tender, cherry-red vulva, like a fuzzy, delicious peach, was clearly visible to the three men. They were paralyzed, unable to move, and their burning desire caused them to let out heavy, animalistic breaths.

Huang Rong felt extreme contempt for the three men; in her eyes, they were like wild dogs in heat. She thought, "Since they've already seen and touched my body, it won't hurt me if they look at me a few more times. Besides, since they consider me a wild dog, what's there to be ashamed of in letting them see me bathing? The best punishment is for them to see but not be able to have it!"

She slowly and meticulously washed herself clean and emerged naked.

Although Huang Rong was naked, she possessed an air of dignified elegance. Looking at the three men, whose behavior had become utterly disgraceful, she asked, "How about it? Is this reward acceptable?"

The three men, both coveting Huang Rong's beauty and fearing her superior skills, were caught in a conflicting state of mind, resorting to flattery and pleading. Chairman Wang preemptively struck, employing a strategy of feigned retreat. He thought: "If I make a request first, even if she doesn't agree, at least she won't dare to torment us further!

" Chairman Wang said, "Heroine, you are so beautiful! So sexy! If you wore high heels, you would be even more perfect. Please! Put on high heels and let us see, okay?"

Once Chairman Wang spoke, the other two chimed in, demanding that Huang Rong wear pantyhose, whip them, and even offering to act as dogs and lick her excrement. Huang Rong was utterly bewildered, thinking: "Have these three gone mad?" At this moment, Chairman Li pleaded with Huang Rong to let him out so he could prepare the necessary supplies. He swore oaths and vows, guaranteeing he had no ill intentions. Chairman Wang and Chairman Niu, standing nearby, also swore on their lives that Chairman Li would not leave and not return.

Huang Rong thought to herself, "Let's see what tricks you're up to,"

and secretly placed a restriction on him before letting him out. A short while later, Chairman Li returned excitedly, carrying a large bag of props, explaining in detail how to use each prop. Huang Rong found it unbelievable, but she couldn't help but feel eager to try it herself. After transforming herself, Huang Rong, holding a riding crop, ordered the three men to look up. The three men, lying prone and looking upwards, were utterly dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, when they witnessed Huang Rong's stunning transformation.

Huang Rong's leg muscles, accentuated by her high heels, appeared rounded and taut, their beautiful curves extending straight upwards. Her fair and smooth thighs, like perfectly rounded jade pillars, stood proudly before them, exuding a sensual allure. At the top of these pillars, a narrow black thong clung tightly to her full, rounded buttocks, making the surrounding skin appear even whiter. In their eyes, Huang Rong was the tyrannical queen they had always dreamed of; the three men trembled, emitting low moans, their bloodshot eyes revealing extreme lust.

After her bath, Huang Rong exuded an unusual fragrance, like orchids and irises; her open bra seemed unable to contain her large, white breasts, her two cherry-like nipples proudly erect, trembling with each movement. A golden headband adorned her forehead, and a few strands of flowing hair occasionally brushed against her pretty face. Her bright, intelligent eyes revealed a mature yet playful charm. Huang Rong possessed the elegance and nobility of a noblewoman, the allure and seductive charm of a courtesan, and the domineering and arrogant aura of an empress. Under her dazzling radiance, the three men were overcome with emotion, almost to the point of tears.

Having grown up in the underworld, enduring humiliation and bullying was commonplace before they rose to prominence. Flattering gang leaders and police officers was nothing new. Even after achieving some success, their inferiority complex led them to become arrogant and domineering. In fact, all three harbored strong masochistic tendencies, but had never found a suitable target. Now, Huang Rong was beautiful, sexy, and highly skilled, repeatedly gaining the upper hand in their encounters and turning the tide of battle. She was exactly the perfect candidate for their ideal sadistic queen; how could they not be excited, thrilled, and ecstatic? Only now did Huang Rong truly understand what "baseness" meant. These three not only humbly begged Huang Rong to scold and whip them, but they even competed with each other, meticulously calculating who received more lashes and kicks; scolding and whipping seemed like an extreme honor. The heavier the whipping and the fiercer the scolding, the higher their ugly genitals protruded. At first, Huang Rong thought she hadn't been too lenient, that the three weren't in pain. But seeing the bloodstained whip marks on their bodies, she was stunned. Huang Rong was surprised to find that she was experiencing a strange pleasure during the torture.

The three, their pressure points released, surrounded Huang Rong naked, wagging their tails and begging for mercy like dogs, their behavior becoming increasingly perverse. When Huang Rong needed to relieve herself, the three insisted on watching and even offered to clean her up. Although Huang Rong wasn't shy about exposing her body in front of them, she always felt embarrassed using the toilet in their presence. The three men knelt on the ground, their heads pounding, pleading and weeping. Unable to resist their pleas, Huang Rong reluctantly agreed.

Feeling ashamed, she awkwardly squatted on the toilet, facing the wall with her back to them. The three men lay prostrate on the ground like dogs, greedily eyeing Huang Rong's large, white buttocks. After finishing, Huang Rong quickly flushed and grabbed toilet paper to wipe herself; but Mr. Wang hurriedly said, "Heroine! Slow down! I won rock-paper-scissors, let me serve you!"

Before Huang Rong could understand, he had already brought his mouth to her anus. The moment his tongue touched her anus, Huang Rong was so startled she almost fell off the toilet.

Mr. Wang, unperturbed by the filth and stench, meticulously licked Huang Rong's anus clean; still not satisfied, he tried to insert his tongue further inside for cleaning. Huang Rong had never had this experience before, and felt both embarrassed and disgusted; but the strange taste brought by licking her anus gave her a completely new feeling; that feeling was indescribable, an indescribable pleasure.

When the tip of her tongue licked her anus, it immediately triggered spasms in her body. The tingling sensation was somewhat similar to the pleasure during intercourse, but slightly different. Huang Rong felt the pleasure quickly spread from her anus to her vulva, reaching her uterus and penetrating her internal organs. She felt a tingling and infinitely pleasurable sensation all over her body, and couldn't help but raise her white and tender buttocks high to meet the nimble tongue.
11-01
Huang Rong's Menopausal Spokesperson: Mentally Disabled Boy (Thirteen)

The three directors had their own queen, and Huang Rong had three wagging-tail pet dogs; after being abused by Huang Rong, the three behaved properly and obeyed her every word. Facing the queen who was gradually becoming divine, although they were still full of lustful desires, they no longer had any thoughts of rape. Instead, extreme fawning and flattery arose, hoping to gain the Empress's mercy and charity.

Life on the ship was cramped; besides the three of them, Huang Rong could only interact with a few service staff. Under these circumstances, her homesickness grew stronger, and she couldn't wait to return to Xiangyang, which she longed for day and night.

The three directors were gathered in Huang Rong's room, preparing to endure the Empress's daily torment, when suddenly an urgent announcement came through the intercom: "Attention passengers! Attention passengers! This ship is being hit by a tropical storm. The sea is rough. Please leave the deck immediately and go to your cabins to rest… Director Wang, Director Li, and Director Niu, please proceed to the captain's cabin immediately… Attention passengers!…"

Seeing the three men's disappointed expressions, Huang Rong comforted them, "Business is important! Come on! I'll go with you to see!"

Upon entering the captain's cabin, they saw the captain holding the phone, yelling incoherently, "What do you mean, 'lost at sea'? Get this straight, we have a GPS system! What do you mean by 'unbelievable phenomenon'? Have you been reading too many science fiction novels? Damn it! What kind of first mate are you?..."

Seeing the four enter, the captain said, "You've come at the right time, let's go to the bridge and take a look."

The bridge, besides its various instruments, offered a particularly wide field of vision, allowing a clear view of the sea. Although the four were novices, they gradually sensed the tense atmosphere. The captain glanced at the instrument panel, his face growing serious; after a brief discussion with the first mate, second mate, and chief engineer, he turned to give the four a brief report.

"The compass is exhibiting an unbelievable phenomenon, spinning wildly; the autopilot and GPS are both malfunctioning, and we currently have no idea where we are. The generator is running normally, but there's not a single ounce of electricity..."

Huang Rong couldn't understand a word the captain was saying, but through the large glass window of the bridge, she noticed an unusual phenomenon on the sea. Suddenly, the distant sea surged and churned, a massive wave rising like a giant cauliflower. The others, realizing the danger, also showed expressions of fear. Suddenly, seawater rushed in from all directions, obscuring the horizon; sea, sky, and horizon all merged into one. The sea took on a strange milky color, emitting a hazy blue glow. A thick fog suddenly appeared, and a powerful force seemed to be pulling at the bow of the ship.

The captain cried out in alarm, "My god! The Sargasso Sea! This is terrible! It's the Sargasso Sea! It's the Sargasso Sea! How could this be? How could this be?"

The Sargasso Sea is a unique phenomenon found only in the Bermuda Triangle. It's a sea area covered with countless seaweeds, giving a very unsettling feeling. The reasons for the abundance of seaweed in this area are varied and debated. Experienced sailors generally avoid entering this area. The captain, well-versed in the mysterious legends of Bermuda, was utterly bewildered and astonished to find his ship had inexplicably sailed thousands of miles into this treacherous sea.

At that moment, a colossal wave crashed towards the bridge. Despite the glass windows providing some protection, everyone instinctively ducked for cover. After a violent rocking motion, the ship calmed down. Huang Rong looked up and gasped in shock. A naked corpse lay slumped against the glass window—it was Wanyan Zhi, who had fallen into the sea at the same time as her!

After some effort, the body was moved into the cabin. Doctor Zhang's preliminary examination determined that the person had been dead for no more than four hours, and the cause of death was drowning. Everyone was surprised, but Huang Rong found it even stranger. She had been on the ship for over ten days. Had Wanyan Zhi drifted at sea for over ten days before drowning? If not, why was his body so lifelike, without any signs of waterlogging or swelling? She stared blankly at Wanyan Zhi's corpse, utterly bewildered; at that moment, the sea underwent another strange change.

The surging waves vanished instantly, leaving the sea calm, yet a terrifying stillness lingered within the calm. The fog at the bow of the ship grew increasingly dense, like dark clouds in the sky, its center swirling rapidly, forming a powerful vortex, infinitely deep, as if a passage leading directly to hell.

At this moment, a strange thought suddenly occurred to Huang Rong. Since she had come to this wondrous world with Wanyan Zhi, if she wanted to return, she would inevitably have to be with him. This thought grew stronger and stronger within her, and she suddenly picked up Wanyan Zhi's corpse, pulled open the cabin door, and rushed onto the deck. A call seemed to emanate from the vortex; without hesitation, Huang Rong leaped into it.

Just as before, all around suddenly fell silent; a faint, ethereal mist enveloped her, spinning her rapidly, and as she spun, her mind went blank. Like an eternity, yet also like a fleeting moment, the clouds suddenly dissipated, and Huang Rong found herself sitting upright in a secret chamber, listening to Wanyan Zhi recount the inside story of Jia Sidao's secret peace negotiations with the Mongols. The change was so drastic that Huang Rong could hardly adapt; gazing at the eloquent Wanyan Zhi, she couldn't help but think to herself, "I wonder if he, like me, remembers those absurd things? If he does, wouldn't that be incredibly shameful!"

At this moment, Wanyan Zhi said with a half-smile, "Madam Guo's concerns are quite valid; this matter can be carefully investigated. However, there is another matter that cannot be delayed."

Huang Rong naturally asked, "What is it that is so urgent?"

Wanyan Zhi's face showed an ambiguous expression, and he whispered, "Madam Guo, I really can't hold it in anymore; I need to urinate."

Huang Rong was shocked upon hearing this, thinking, how could it be exactly as she remembered? She interjected, "There's a chamber pot by the corner, go relieve yourself!"

Wanyan Zhi then said, "Madam Guo, you should at least release the pressure points on my arm first, right?"

Huang Rong casually released the pressure points, and Wanyan Zhi went to the corner and urinated.

Huang Rong no longer doubted him, thinking, "What happens next is incredibly embarrassing, I can't let it happen again!"

She made up her mind, opened the door, and went out. As she left, she glanced back and saw Wanyan Zhi indeed making no attempt to conceal himself, brazenly manipulating his penis. Even though she knew what would happen next, she couldn't help but blush and feel a surge of unease.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu, seeing Huang Rong come out, immediately stepped forward to await her orders. Huang Rong instructed that Wanyan Zhi be kept in solitary confinement under strict guard; the secret room should also be closed, and entry was strictly prohibited. Da Wu and Xiao Wu obeyed, escorting Wanyan Zhi towards the cell. Huang Rong looked at the dejected Wanyan Zhi, and seemed to sense a hint of resentment in his eyes.

The sky was filled with stars, the moon hung high, and the surrounding scenery was so familiar and comforting that Huang Rong felt a sense of peace and tranquility. She strolled back to her bedroom and, seeing Guo Jing still fast asleep, lay down beside him, fully clothed. Guo Jing rolled over, embraced Huang Rong, and murmured in his sleep, "Rong'er, don't blame me, I really didn't have time to be with you… Your body is so soft… Actually… I also really like holding you…"

Hearing this, Huang Rong was secretly delighted, thinking, "This silly brother of mine is usually so serious, but it turns out he likes my body too. If he knew how I acted so wantonly in that strange place, he'd be furious!"

In his sleep, Guo Jing, following his male instincts, explored Huang Rong's body. His childish and rough touch only aroused Huang Rong's boundless desire. Having experienced a whirlwind romance in the new world, Huang Rong had become more mature in matters of the heart, and her affection for her honest and kind husband had grown even stronger. She thought, "Brother Jing has always been honest and upright. I never knew how to please him before. Poor Brother Jing, he probably never experienced true intimacy in the bedroom."

With tender affection, she removed her clothes, nestling her naked body against Guo Jing's side once more.

The soft, smooth touch awakened Guo Jing. He realized he was caressing his naked wife and felt ashamed and annoyed. He had always considered the fate of the nation his responsibility, never indulging in personal feelings, and had never engaged in sexual relations twice in one night; yet tonight they had already done it once, how could he be so impulsive again? Huang Rong knew his nature well; seeing his awkward expression, she knew her foolish brother had once again become obsessed with morality. She gently grasped Guo Jing's retreating hands and whispered, "Brother Jing, do you hurt Rong'er?...Alright! Since you hurt her, Rong'er will tell you, Rong'er wants it too. This doesn't interfere with national affairs, nor is it lust...Just take good care of Rong'er!"

Guo Jing was ultimately too honest; he stammered, "Is this...okay?"

If Huang Rong hadn't been his wife for decades, she would have driven him mad. Without further ado, she got up, lit the oil lamp, and stood naked before it, saying, "Brother Jing, look closely at Rong'er. Have you become ugly or old?"

Incredibly, Guo Jing had never before carefully examined Huang Rong's body in bright light. Now, seeing Huang Rong's face as beautiful as a flower, her eyes filled with resentment and complaint; her breasts as white as snow, her legs plump and long, he felt a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen, and his penis was already erect.

But heavens! Our great hero Guo Jing was still standing motionless on the bed! Unable to bear it any longer, Huang Rong leaped forward, grabbed Guo Jing's penis, and took it into her mouth, sucking and licking it. Guo Jing was startled and cried out, "Rong'er, no! It's dirty there!"

But as Huang Rong sucked and licked, he couldn't help but moan. Seeing the hot, hard penis, Huang Rong straddled it, her white, tender buttocks thrusting forward, swallowing the thick penis completely.

Huang Rong's boiling anger transformed into overwhelming lust, and she took the initiative with wanton abandon. Her supple waist twisted quickly and powerfully, her full, round buttocks rotating and thrusting incessantly; Guo Jing felt his penis sinking into the hot, tender flesh, constantly being rubbed and squeezed, the glans being powerfully sucked; he felt an unprecedented pleasure, and tightly grasped Huang Rong's swaying, tender white breasts, kneading them vigorously.

Guo Jing noticed Huang Rong's dazed expression and labored breathing, clearly indicating she was nearing climax. He roused himself, supporting her slender waist, and thrust forward with vigor. Huang Rong felt a warm, tingling sensation rise deep within her, followed by a surge of excruciating pleasure. Her lower body writhed wildly, and she let out intermittent moans. Witnessing his wife's wantonness, Guo Jing's energy instantly focused on his penis. He felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, and his body convulsed. Instantly, his semen gushed out like a raging torrent, pouring into Huang Rong's thirsty love nest.

The two Wu brothers, having been ordered to settle Wanyan Zhi and seal the secret chamber, went to report to Huang Rong. Entering Guo Jing's courtyard, they saw the bedroom brightly lit and could faintly hear voices. Thinking, "Master and Mistress are probably still awake,"

they went to the bedroom together.

As they approached, they suddenly heard Guo Jing exclaim, "Rong'er, no! It's dirty there!"

This was followed by soft, panting breaths. The two men, their hearts stirred, stopped in their tracks, holding their breath. A moment later, Huang Rong's seductive moans echoed from inside. They exchanged a knowing smile and stealthily peered through the window.

They saw their master's wife, her starry eyes slightly closed, her lips parted, her face displaying an incredibly alluring expression, straddling their master. Her naked, snow-white body swayed wildly, her full breasts bobbing up and down and side to side. After a while, she leaned down, embracing their master's lips, her soft, white buttocks thrusting and writhing rapidly. She began to moan, her languid, seductive cries possessing an irresistible allure. The undulating waves of her breasts and buttocks, combined with her panting and lewd moans, made the two men's blood boil and their desires surge. Da Wu couldn't help but think to himself, "How wonderful it would be if my master's wife were also naked, straddling me, swaying her hips seductively!"

Menopausal Huang Rong's spokesperson: Mentally challenged boy (14)

Minister Jia paced back and forth, remaining silent for a long time. This news was truly unexpected. The Emperor actually pursued the peace negotiations, and his uncle, Jia Sidao, dared not take responsibility, unilaterally tearing up the peace agreement with the Mongols and refusing to fulfill the contract. Thus, the Mongol army would inevitably advance on Xiangyang again, and his carefully planned strategy would have to be changed. Even more worrying was that the Wanyan brothers had already revealed the peace negotiations to Guo Jing and Huang Rong. These two hadn't shaken off their江湖 (jianghu) habits, and the pacification commissioner, Lü Wende, was completely unable to control them. What if they did something astonishing? How could he explain this to his uncle? He pondered for a long while before speaking, "Jia Ying, I'm afraid this matter will require your help again!"

Jia Ying stepped forward and said, "Father's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain, how can you say I'm being troubled? I will do my utmost to remove this great worry from your heart."

Minister Jia sighed and said, "If my own son were half as good as you, I would be content! Alas! It's just a pity you were born disabled... Alas..."

It turned out that Jia Ying was a dwarf, less than four feet tall, like a six or seven-year-old child. He was abandoned by his parents when he was young and was adopted and raised by Minister Jia. Although Jia Ying was disabled, he was exceptionally intelligent. By chance, he became the direct descendant of the Tiancan Sect, and thus developed superb martial arts skills. The Tiancan Sect only accepts one person per lineage, and only the disabled are accepted, so few people in the martial arts world know that this sect still exists. Minister Jia was in charge of intelligence gathering and espionage, and Jia Ying had made outstanding contributions. However, apart from Minister Jia, no one knew that this congenitally disabled dwarf was actually the number one assassin of the Song Dynasty… the Giant Spirit God.

The two discussed this in secret for a long time, when Minister Jia suddenly remembered something and asked, “That Lady Lü…”

Before he could finish, Jia Ying replied, “Father, Lady Lü died from Wanyan Zhi’s poisoned needles. I found her alluring, so I relieved my lust on her. It was a small matter; why do you ask?”

Minister Jia laughed, “I knew it was you right away. I just wondered why you broke the rules and killed her… Huang Rong is shrewd and capable; I was afraid she would notice something amiss and cause trouble.”

Jia Ying chuckled lewdly and said, “Even if Huang Rong suspects something, what can she do? I won’t lie to you, Father, that day she… ” "I saw her bathing with Madam Lü clearly. Hehe! She truly is the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains. Even at her age, her body is still so delicate and alluring. If I had the chance someday, I'd like to taste her!"

Minister Jia laughed, "That Huang Rong, what man wouldn't want her? But few can match her skills! Haha! If you really pierced her with your big bird, I wonder how pleasurable it would be! Ha..."

It turns out that although Jia Ying was a dwarf, his physical desires were stronger than ordinary people. By a miraculous twist of fate, despite his short stature, he possessed a donkey-like penis. Relying on his superior martial arts skills, he had been roaming around seeking pleasure since he was fifteen, but he also had his own rules. First, he would not harm anyone. Second, he would not sleep with virgins, only with married women. Beforehand, he would restrain his target's external acupoints, so the women who were violated often thought it was a dream afterward, unaware that they had been raped. Minister Jia was well aware of these circumstances and therefore had not interfered for the past five years.

Huang Rong relayed Wanyan Zhi's account to Guo Jing, who was furious and wanted to rush to the capital to kill the treacherous minister Jia Sidao. Huang Rong gently advised him to investigate further before devising a plan. At this moment, Da Wu and Xiao Wu rushed in to report that the prison had been attacked and that the three Wanyan brothers, along with the Beggar Clan disciples protecting them, had all been killed. Guo Jing and Huang Rong were shocked and rushed to the prison to investigate.

Meanwhile, at the Pacification Commissioner's residence, Lü Wende was also secretly discussing matters with Minister Jia.

Minister Jia said, "The Wanyan brothers have been eliminated, but they had already informed Huang Rong of their peace negotiations. Although they are now dead and cannot testify, Huang Rong is resourceful, so we should be cautious."

Lü Wende said, "Put Huang Rong aside for now. Just now, you mentioned that the Mongol army might attack Xiangyang again. I wonder why? Didn't your uncle already make arrangements with the Mongols?"

Minister Jia, of course, wouldn't tell him the truth. He then pretended to sigh, "It's all my fault for being incompetent and not eliminating Guo Jing and his wife in time. The Mongols think we lack sincerity, and in their haste, they might send troops soon."

Lü Wende panicked, "If war breaks out again, we can't offend Guo Jing and his wife. Without their help, I, as the pacification commissioner, can't stop the Mongol army!"

Minister Jia said, "That's for sure. Right now, we need to appease them. It would be best if you handed over all command of the troops to them; that way, even if they have doubts, they will do their best to defend Xiangyang."

After returning from prison, Guo Jing and Huang Rong both felt heavy-hearted. The enemy, lurking in the shadows, seemed unusually familiar with everything about their side; apart from the Wanyan brothers and the Beggar Clan disciples protecting the three, no one else was harmed. The wounds on the dead were all in the genitals, clearly fatal from a single blow, which was highly unusual.

Huang Rong said, "This is undoubtedly murder to silence witnesses. But the Wanyan brothers are skilled in martial arts; even though the three were injured, killing them with a single blow would not be easy. Given the lack of signs of struggle at the scene, there must be something fishy going on."

Guo Jing, not being particularly bright and not good at analyzing things, could only nod in agreement as Huang Rong explained. The two discussed for a while longer when they heard laughter and commotion outside. Pushing open the door, they saw Guo Fu and her husband had arrived in Xiangyang, accompanied by their aunts and brothers, including Da Wu, Xiao Wu, Yelü Yan, and Wanyan Ping. Huang Rong was naturally happy to see her daughter return, but even more delighted to see her son-in-law, Yelü Qi. Yelü Qi is a man of both literary and martial talents, and he acts with tact and composure, far superior to Da Wu and Xiao Wu; with him as an assistant, Huang Rong can at least make things half as easy.

Yelü Qi accompanied Guo Jing on his inspection of the defenses, while Guo Fu clung to Huang Rong, acting coquettishly. The mother and daughter chatted amiably

, enjoying each other's company. That night, Guo Jing and Yelü Qi stayed overnight at the camp, and Guo Fu slept with Huang Rong. After bathing, just as they were about to retire for the night, Huang Rong remembered she still had official business to attend to and went to the study to finish it. Guo Fu, who was having a pleasant chat with her mother, was a little disappointed upon seeing this and pouted, saying, "Mother, can't you do it tomorrow?"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "You know your father's writing is rough, and if I don't take on more responsibility, won't he be overwhelmed? Come with me to the study, and I'll talk to you while I work."

Jia Ying had secretly visited the Guo residence that night. He knew that the defenses of Xiangyang were obvious and there were no secrets to speak of; the important thing was whether the female strategist Huang Rong had any brilliant plans. And the study was the very hub for planning and strategizing. He sneaked into the study under cover of night. Before he could even peruse the documents, he heard footsteps approaching. After a quick glance, he swiftly slipped under the desk. The desk was six feet long, four feet wide, and three and a half feet high, with velvet tablecloths hanging to the ground around it. Hiding under it was both spacious and secluded, and perfect for Jia Ying's short stature.

Huang Rong and Guo Fu, who had just finished bathing, were wearing only loose nightgowns. As soon as they sat down, they hung their embroidered slippers aside and placed their bare feet on the crossbar under the desk. The mother and daughters faced each other, chatting and laughing. Jia Ying felt two pairs of jade-like feet reaching under the desk, emitting a captivating feminine fragrance. He couldn't help but feel a strong desire to see the appearance of those feet clearly. He took out a specially made phosphorescent lamp from his bag, and a faint glow immediately appeared under the desk.

The skin of both women's feet was fair with a rosy tint, and their slender, smooth toes were perfectly proportioned and tightly closed. Her jade-like nails were smooth, even, and translucent; her entire foot appeared incredibly soft and delicate. Jia Ying was mesmerized, unable to discern which was superior; but upon closer inspection, he realized that Huang Rong's foot shape was more beautiful, and her soles were fuller, clearly slightly better. Overall, however, both possessed exceptionally beautiful feet, incomparable to those of ordinary women.

As they chatted amiably, their legs moved under the table; beneath their robes, their two pairs of snow-white, smooth legs were glimpsed intermittently. Jia Ying felt a fragrant breeze and a picturesque scene, his erection already throbbing, ready to be unleashed. Huang Rong continued chatting while working on her documents without a single mistake; after finishing the last official task, she leaned back and stretched. Under the table, Jia Ying saw her plump, white legs spread wide and stretched out, revealing the scenery beneath her robes; even a brief glimpse was enough to arouse her.

Jia Ying's lust was aroused, and a clever plan suddenly came to him. He reached out and lightly touched the inside of both women's thighs simultaneously. Both women pulled their legs back, each thinking it was the other touching them. Guo Fu thought, "How can my mother still be so childlike?" Huang Rong thought, "My daughter is so mischievous." Suddenly, Guo Fu's leg was touched again, and she couldn't help but feel playful, stretching out her leg to attack Huang Rong's groin. Huang Rong felt a tickle and laughed, also stretching out her leg to attack Guo Fu; the two of them played back and forth, having a great time.

At first, it was just playful banter, but Jia Ying took advantage of the situation, occasionally sneaking touches on their sensitive areas. His technique was skillful, touching and then withdrawing, and under his teasing, their attacks and defenses became increasingly intense. Their toes occasionally brushed against each other's genitals, giving the simple playfulness a touch of eroticism. Both women gradually experienced a strange pleasure during their movements, which, intentionally or unintentionally, became a form of indirect caress. Mother and daughter, their faces flushed, avoided eye contact, but their toes pressed against each other's genitals, slowly rubbing together. Seeing an opportunity, Jia Ying targeted Guo Fu.

Why not Huang Rong? Jia Ying was meticulous and analytical. Huang Rong was shrewd and capable, prone to making mistakes; Guo Fu was careless and less alert. At this moment, Guo Fu's lower body was already wet, her undergarment clinging to her vulva, revealing an alluring slit. Huang Rong's slender toes were gently rubbing against the lower edge of the slit. Jia Ying's fingers pressed against the tip of the slit, lightly scratching the sensitive clitoris. Guo Fu felt waves of pleasure intensifying, thinking: "My mother's feet really know how to massage! It's unbearably comfortable!"

The two were locked in a secret, passionate embrace. After a while, Huang Rong finally sensed something was amiss and pulled her leg back

, saying, "Fu'er! Let's go back to our room!" Guo Fu was in the throes of passion, seemingly unable to resist. She hummed in agreement, reluctantly preparing to get up, when suddenly her legs went numb; her acupoints had been sealed. She cried out in surprise, "Mother! There's someone under the table!"

Huang Rong was startled, and before she could react, seven vital acupoints on her legs were also instantly sealed.

During their leg play, Jia Ying had only lightly touched the two, but the warm, soft touch and the smooth, slippery pleasure aroused his burgeoning desire. He thought to himself: if he seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, he might be able to subdue them. He launched his attack with lightning speed, and indeed, he succeeded on his first strike. It should be known that Jia Ying was a martial arts prodigy, and the Tiancan Sect was most skilled in concealment; therefore, even a master like Huang Rong could not detect him lurking under the table.

The unexpected turn of events terrified both Huang Rong and her daughter; but what followed only deepened their shame. The person under the table lifted their robes and began to grope them. The mother and daughter sat facing each other, Huang Rong's face showing embarrassment as she frowned and opened her mouth; Guo Fu moaned softly, her face flushed. Both knew the other was being harassed, but they couldn't pinpoint the exact nature of the harassment.

Huang Rong initially thought that the pressure points on her legs would allow her to move her upper body, but when she tried to circulate her qi, she found that while she could move her upper body, her blood and qi circulation was extremely sluggish; if she were to fight back, she would undoubtedly lose. As for Guo Fu, she was even more helpless, completely immobilized, like a wooden puppet.

Jia Ying, under the table, was overjoyed. He touched Huang Rong, licked Guo Fu, and ravaged their groin; his short stature made it incredibly convenient for him. He groped and prodded, licking and sucking, making Huang Rong and her daughter blush, their hearts pound, and their breath quicken. Huang Rong secretly circulated her internal energy to open her acupoints; although the acupoints on her legs hadn't opened, her upper body gradually regained its flow of qi and blood. Suddenly, she shuddered, nearly falling off the chair.

It turned out that Jia Ying, having been lewd for some time and burning with lust, had taken out his penis, ready to rape her. After comparing them, he thought that although Huang Rong was older, her skin was smooth and resilient, especially her tight vagina with strong suction, making it perfect for his lustful desires. Therefore, he pulled Huang Rong's legs apart and thrust his erect penis, half-erect, into her wet vulva. However, Huang Rong's vaginal opening was narrow, and his penis had a particularly large head, so although they collided, they failed to achieve intercourse.

Huang Rong was struck by his poke, her lower body aching, and her heart pounded. She immediately pulled out her hairpin, flicked her wrist, and it shot out with great force. The hairpin pierced through the velvet cloth, and with a muffled groan, something like a ball rolled swiftly out from under the table, whooshing out the window. In her haste, Huang Rong didn't even see what it was.

Menopausal Huang Rong's spokesperson: Mentally challenged boy (15)

Huang Rong and her daughter narrowly escaped being defiled. Returning to their bedroom, they were still terrified. Huang Rong pondered how this person could hide under the table undetected; his skill was unimaginable. Furthermore, his acupressure techniques were unique, unlike any other school or sect; she wondered where he came from. Guo Fu, however, insisted it was the work of an evil spirit. She said, "How can a person roll like a ball? Besides, it licks people... there... If it were a person... wouldn't it find it dirty?"

Huang Rong sighed inwardly, seeing her pampered daughter, who, despite being married and having children, remained so naive.

She hugged Guo Fu affectionately and said, "Since it's a demon, don't talk nonsense, lest Qi'er worry! Understand?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Fu asked foolishly, "Mother, do you mean we shouldn't tell Brother Qi? Why?"

Huang Rong was both amused and annoyed by her daughter's lack of social skills. She explained gently and subtly, finally making Guo Fu understand the key points. But Guo Fu was naturally straightforward and couldn't keep secrets. After a while, she asked again, "Mother, does the demon lick you there too?..."

Jia Ying returned to his residence, secretly alarmed. The hairpin had penetrated deep into his left chest, just inches below his heart; if he hadn't moved away in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. As he took out the hairpin to apply medicine to his wounds, he was also puzzled. Why did his unique acupressure technique fail to work against Huang Rong? It turned out that Jia Ying had an extremely high talent for martial arts. Not only could he draw inferences from one instance to another and learn by analogy, but he could also break through and innovate, creating new possibilities.

He categorized traditional acupoints, creating a unique method of controlling acupoints outside the meridians. This technique could produce compound restraint; for example, pressing acupoints on the legs could simultaneously restrain the flow of acupoints in other parts of the body. This method was always effective, except this time when it failed against Huang Rong. Unbeknownst to him, Huang Rong was also under restraint, but because of her superior internal strength, the restraint was less severe.

Jia Ying's injuries weren't serious. After bandaging himself, recalling the scene just now, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust, difficult to suppress. Huang Rong and Guo Fu's naked lower bodies seemed to reappear before his eyes; the soft, smooth touch seemed to still linger on his fingertips. He closed his eyes, trying hard to recall every move, and couldn't help but lament his regret; if he had raped Guo Fu first, perhaps his precious member would have already tasted its pleasure! But any expert would, of course, choose Huang Rong! He wallowed in self-pity, indulging in erotic fantasies, his burning desire even harder to quell. Suddenly, he leaped up and ran outside, determined to find another target to relieve his pent-up urges!

The Old Urchin's sudden arrival in Xiangyang delighted Guo Jing and Huang Rong. Huang Rong personally cooked a feast, and the Old Urchin, after enjoying his meal, patted his belly with a beaming smile, saying, "Brother, you're so lucky! You married a wife with such good cooking skills, haha! I, the Old Urchin, have quite a big belly."

After laughing, his expression suddenly turned serious. He said, "I received news in the capital that the Emperor is questioning Jia Sidao about whether he secretly negotiated peace with the Mongols; Jia Sidao has denied everything. If this is true, I'm afraid Xiangyang will soon be engulfed in war again."

Huang Rong snorted coldly, "No wonder Lü Wende gave the military tally to Brother Jing; he knew there would be war all along. Humph! These corrupt officials, greedy for life..." " A coward, a traitor! If it weren't for Brother Jing, I would have gone back to Peach Blossom Island with Father long ago!"

The Old Urchin said, "Huang Rong, don't be angry. Brother Guo Jing is a true hero, serving his country and people; unlike me, just causing trouble everywhere. Sigh! Husband and wife should follow each other, so please help him!"

The three chatted for a while longer, then the Old Urchin suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there a man in Xiangyang called the Giant Spirit God? The other day, I sneaked into the palace and overheard the emperor and Jia Sidao talking. They said the Giant Spirit God was in Xiangyang, and that with him involved, everything would be successful..."

Guo Jing and Huang Rong both shook their heads, indicating they hadn't heard of him.

The people and soldiers of Xiangyang were actively preparing for war, and no one in Guo Jing's family was idle. Besides her routine paperwork, Huang Rong also had to inspect the city's defenses, observing where any gaps needed fixing; fortunately, her son-in-law, Yelü Qi, assisted her, sharing most of the work, otherwise she would have been so busy she couldn't even sleep. After more than a month of repairs, everything was largely ready, but the Mongol army showed no signs of advancing. Everyone was happy to relax and took a short rest.

Yelü Qi, since arriving in Xiangyang, hadn't had a single day of leisure. Now that he finally had some free time, Da Wu and Xiao Wu dragged him to a tavern for drinks, as a welcome feast. The three drank and chatted, gradually becoming intoxicated, and the conversation inevitably turned to lewdness. Yelü Qi, from a noble family and a few years older, remained proper and restrained; Da Wu and Xiao Wu, young and long-serving in the military, had inevitably picked up some vulgar habits. The more the two brothers drank, the more obscene their words became. Although Yelü Qi was uncomfortable with it, he listened with great interest.

Xiao Wu: "We're all married now, how about we each tell you about our spouses?"

Da Wu: "Hehe! How can I, as your brother-in-law, say that?"

Yelü Qi: "You two! Why do you always think like that?"

Xiao Wu: "Oh! What's there to be embarrassed about? I'll go first! My wife, she seems so quiet and gentle on the surface, ha! But in bed she's..."

Yelü Qi: "Oh! That's a bit too much! Look at how you've described Pingmei!"

Xiao Wu: "Brother Yelü, you're too serious! Alright! Since you won't talk about your wife, then tell me, of all the women you've ever seen, who is the most beautiful?"

Yelü Qi: "If you ask me, of course it's my wife!"

Da Wu: "Fu-mei, we grew up together. She is indeed beautiful, but to say she's the most beautiful, hehe! I'm afraid many people would disagree!"

Yelü Qi: "Hehe! Could it be that my sister Yelü Yan is the most beautiful?"

Xiao Wu: "Brother Yelü, how could you forget your mother-in-law?"

Yelü Qi: "This... how can Chief Huang be counted?"

Da Wu: "Eh! Why can't she be counted? Isn't she a woman?"

Yelü Qi felt that mentioning Huang Rong was extremely disrespectful, but he had to admit that Huang Rong was indeed more beautiful than Guo Fu, Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan, and others. Seeing that Yelü Qi seemed hesitant about mentioning Huang Rong, Da Wu said, "Brother Yelü, don't misunderstand. We mean no disrespect by mentioning our teacher's wife. You should know that tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City all have great respect for our teacher's wife; but when it comes to 'that kind of thing' or shooting with a pistol, they all think of her. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to a place and you'll understand!"

Da Wu and Da Wu led Yelü Qi through winding streets and alleys until they arrived at a secluded teahouse. Upon entering, they were greeted by a bustling crowd, with every seat taken and even the floor packed with people. Yelü Qi was quite surprised, wondering how the place, with its simple facilities, could be so popular. Da Wu and Da Wu seemed to be regulars, and the waiter quickly set up a table for the three of them and brought them tea. After a while, a lean, middle-aged man stood at the front of the stage, and the entire room immediately fell silent.

Yelü Qi thought to himself, "So he's a storyteller." At this moment, the man struck his bamboo clappers and began to tell his story. He began with an opening monologue, the gist of which was that Guo Jing and his wife had helped defend Xiangyang, earning everyone's respect and admiration. He added that what followed was merely for entertainment and should not be taken seriously. After the monologue, the man clapped his clappers a few times, then raised his voice to the main point: "Hey!--hey! Look inside, look inside, Madam Guo, Huang Rong, is taking a bath; her face is rosy, her skin is white, her eyes are big, and her waist is slender. Hey!--hey!

Look inside, look inside, Madam Guo, Huang Rong, is taking a bath; her tender white breasts are big and firm, and there's a tuft of hair on her lower abdomen.

She lets out a cry of pain, probably because the water is too hot; she jumps up naked, her breasts swaying from side to side..."

The man's voice was melodious and his expressions incredibly vivid, making it seem as if Huang Rong were truly bathing in front of you, and you couldn't help but feel a feverish sensation throughout your body. Yelü Qi blushed crimson and became restless. He glanced around and saw that everyone else was engrossed, while he alone was looking around. So he followed suit and sat quietly to listen.

The man described Huang Rong's physical characteristics from head to toe, embellishing his descriptions; the more explicit he became, the more the audience listened, captivated, displaying their most unsightly behavior, almost to the point of firing their pistols. Yelü Qi observed closely and noticed that the majority of the audience seemed to be soldiers, with the rest being commoners; those dressed respectably like himself and the brothers Da Wu were extremely rare.

After hearing the story, all three felt a burning desire. Yelü Qi, his eyes wide with amazement, couldn't help but ask curiously, "There aren't many teahouses like this in Xiangyang, are there?"

Xiao Wu laughed, "Not many, only about ten!"

Yelü Qi was shocked, "What? So many? Do my father-in-law and mother-in-law know?"

Da Wu patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't joke around, how could Master and Mistress know about this? Even if we knew, no one would dare tell them!"

Yelü Qi felt that using Huang Rong as an object of lust was rather disrespectful; but Da Wu then said something that he thought made sense. Da Wu said, "The people and soldiers of Xiangyang have been living in constant war, everyone feels like they're living in constant fear, especially the soldiers, who could die at any moment. If they don't think about women in their spare time, how can they live? Besides, Mistress is indeed beautiful, and she's a woman they see every day. Tell me, if they don't think about Mistress, who else would they think about?..."

The three hurriedly returned home, each embracing their wives to relieve their lust. Yelü Qi was unusually excited that night. Holding Guo Fu in his arms, his mind was filled with thoughts of his still-attractive and beautiful mother-in-law. The storyteller's words kept echoing in his ears, and he even managed to perform a three-part "Plum Blossom Melody" (a type of Chinese folk dance). He inwardly cursed himself for being shameless, but his penis grew even stronger with that shamelessness; he couldn't help but let his mind wander, and in his wild thoughts, he tightly embraced his mother-in-law!

Huang Rong had a rare good night's sleep and woke up feeling refreshed. She wanted to chat with her daughter, but Guo Fu had gone to visit Yelü Yan. While everyone else rested, Guo Jing remained at the camp, and Huang Rong, used to being busy, felt bored being alone. She left the inner courtyard and strolled around the house. Passing by Xiao Wu's residence, she heard a burst of laughter coming from inside. She thought to herself that the Wu brothers were always frivolous, wondering who they were fooling around with this time. Just then, Da Wu's voice came from inside: "Brother Yelü, did you miss your master's wife last night?... Haha..."

Huang Rong immediately became angry, thinking that the Wu brothers were being incredibly disrespectful, and might corrupt her honest son-in-law; she wanted to hear what these two rascals were saying. Xiao Wu: "I came three times last night, hehe, it was really exciting! Brother Yelü, you didn't let Fu Mei off the hook either, did you? Were you thinking of your mother while holding your daughter?... Haha..."

Yelü Qi: "Sigh! You're talking nonsense again... If Master's wife hears this... that would be terrible!"

Da Wu: "Brother Yelü is so serious. How about we listen to something different tonight? Yesterday we listened to bathing, today we'll try something different, listen to something about intimacy, how about that?"

Yelü Qi: "What? There

are people who talk about this?" Xiao Wu: "Don't be so surprised, bathing and intimacy are relatively mild, there are even stories about adultery!"

Yelü Qi: "Sigh! These storytellers are simply despicable!"

Huang Rong listened for a while, realizing that some storytellers were using her to create obscene stories for everyone, and she was furious. She thought: Tonight I'm going to follow them and see how those storytellers are really ruining me?

Huang Rong's Menopausal Spokesperson: Mentally Disabled Boy (Sixteen)

Huang Rong changed into men's clothing, stuck on a fake beard, and then mixed some ointment to apply to her face; when she looked in the mirror, she saw that she had transformed into a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion. As dusk fell, the Wu brothers indeed took Yelü Qi out, the three of them walking and chatting with great interest, completely unaware that Huang Rong had already crept up behind them.

Entering the teahouse, they saw that it was packed to the brim, with no empty seats at all. Huang Rong paid two copper coins for the tea and found a quiet corner to sit on the ground. At this time, the storytelling had not yet started, and everyone was chatting idly, making a great commotion.

In front of Huang Rong, two soldiers, one thin and one fat, were sitting on the ground, chatting animatedly.

The skinny man said, "We've listened to over a dozen stories, but this one is the most exciting!" The

fat man chimed in, "How so? Tell me!"

The skinny man said, "The Guo family is respected, so most storytellers don't dare to go too far, and it's not very exciting to listen to them. But this one is different. He clearly specializes in telling stories about Madam Guo's romantic affairs. Think about it, Madam Guo is dignified and chaste, how could she have any romantic affairs? It's all just made up. Since it's made up, hehe! That's what makes it exciting. Last time I heard a story about Madam Guo entertaining the troops, damn it! Now when I think about it, I have to fire a pistol to vent my anger!"

The fat man said, "Ah! That story about entertaining the troops, damn it! I've never heard it before; all the brothers said it was good, and it's been making me itchy. I heard they're going to tell that story today!"

The skinny man said, "That's right, today we'll tell that story about entertaining the troops. " "Look, most of the people here are our comrades-in-arms, hehe! Everyone's really mad at Madam Guo! Haha..."

Fatty: "But this is really unfair to Hero Guo and his wife, they're risking their lives to serve Xiangyang!"

Skinny: "Brother! We're just having some fun, who's taking it seriously? Hero Guo and his wife, they're doing this for the country and the people, we soldiers know that best, who doesn't admire them? But one thing is one thing, Madam Guo is the most beautiful woman in the world, with a graceful figure; since we're just daydreaming, of course we have to choose the celestial Madam Guo as our object, otherwise, how can we get our manhood up? Haha..."

Huang Rong listened to them for a while, not knowing what to feel; everyone basically respected her and her husband, but openly using herself as the object of their lust was far from respect, wasn't it? She thought about it for a while, and suddenly, with a clang, she struck a gong, and the whole place immediately fell silent.

At this moment, a man around forty years old, dressed like a scholar, stepped forward. As usual, he began with an opening speech, first praising the great achievements of Guo Jing and his wife in defending Xiangyang, then declaring that everything he said was fictional, purely for amusement and entertainment, and had no intention of disrespect. Then, beating his clappers, he began to sing. This story was about a lowly soldier stationed in Xiangyang, unable to sleep at night, fantasizing that Huang Rong would come to comfort him and sacrifice herself to boost morale.

"I am a lowly soldier, receiving only two taels of silver, unable to hide from wind and rain, and must fight desperately when the Tartars come.

Alas! I can't sleep at night, my heart burns like fire, without a wife to hold me as I sleep…

Madam Guo, beautiful, with arched eyebrows and a small mouth; her small mouth, its charm, I don't need to explain, you know."

(Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.) "She put her arm around my shoulder, I held her waist, her soft body nestled in my arms...

Her breasts were white and large, so soft and supple, I squeezed them, her face glowed like the sunset...

In the desolate grass, her tender vulva was wet and slippery, I thrust my hips, she trembled and begged me to penetrate...

Little soldier, you're so fierce, your vigor is unmatched (female voice imitating Huang Rong)...

Madam Guo, my mother, drinking your milk makes me strong..."

The storyteller used both male and female voices, rhyming and singing, displaying the utmost obscenity. The entire audience fell silent, their lust boiling, and many soldiers even began to rub their crotches on the spot.

Although Huang Rong was angry, wouldn't it be even more shameful to jump up and cause a scene in public? Suppressing her anger, she carefully observed the crowd's reaction and discovered that many soldiers were so engrossed in the play that they were even shedding tears of excitement. An old soldier in front of her muttered to himself, "Madam Guo is truly a living Bodhisattva! She's willing to sacrifice herself for us lowly soldiers..."

She pondered this further. These lower-class men lived in poverty and despair; if they weren't allowed to vent their anxieties, how could they possibly live peacefully in this perilous city? Huang Rong, growing older, was more empathetic. She sighed softly and was about to quietly leave the teahouse when a new development occurred.

The storyteller had finished his segment, and announced that a listener would share their personal experience. A commotion erupted as everyone looked around curiously, eager to see who would be so lucky. At that moment, a soldier of about twenty years old was pushed onto the stage. Huang Rong looked closely—wasn't that the messenger, Xiao Wang? What real experience could he possibly have? "I'll listen carefully and see what nonsense he has to spout!"

Xiao Wang was a little nervous. His face was flushed and his voice trembled. He first introduced himself and then began to recount his real experience.

"Last summer, I was ordered to dig a latrine in the suburbs (everyone laughed). The pit was dug, planks were laid on top, and the sides were covered with thatch. However, the troops hadn't moved here yet, so no one used it. It was so hot in the summer that I simply slept in that pit at noon, and it was really cool! One day, I was lying in the pit taking a nap when, lo and behold, Madam Guo came to inspect the newly built barracks. She suddenly needed to relieve herself, so she came to my newly dug latrine to relieve herself!..."

As he finished speaking, the whole room fell silent, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen attentively. Huang Rong thought about it and realized that it seemed to be true.

"...I was lying there, not quite asleep, when I was startled to see someone come in. If this person had urinated, I'd be soaked in the pit. I was about to yell to warn them that someone was down there when I glanced down and realized it was Madam Guo! Hehe! Of course, I didn't make a sound. Madam Guo spread her legs, placed them on the wooden planks on either side, pulled down her pants, and squatted down. Oh my god! Her white, tender buttocks and her peach-like vulva covered in pubic hair were right in front of my face! Before I could even get a good look, with a hiss, a stream of water gushed out from between her two tender lips..."

"...Before, I was afraid someone would urinate on me, but now that I see it's Madam Guo, I'm afraid she won't urinate on me; I'm so lucky! Her hot urine shot directly into my mouth, the stream of water seemed to connect my mouth with her tender vulva; it felt like I was drinking urine directly from her vulva, oh my god! The feeling was simply wonderful! After she finished urinating, she took out a handkerchief to wipe her genitals, then with a flick of her wrist, she threw the handkerchief down..."

He then pulled a dirty handkerchief from his pocket, waved it, and said, "Madam Guo uses this handkerchief to wipe her genitals. Just one sniff and my penis gets as hard as an iron rod. You see, there's a mark on this handkerchief, that's from Madam Guo's tender vulva..."

Before he could finish speaking, the room erupted in chaos. Everyone shouted and yelled, wanting to buy his handkerchief, the price soaring until it reached a staggering fifty taels of silver.

Huang Rong suddenly remembered that it was indeed true; she had indeed carelessly thrown away that handkerchief. Thinking of what Xiao Wang had said earlier, she blushed and felt feverish. The price had reached fifty taels, and no one else was bidding higher. At this moment, Xiao Wang shouted, "I wouldn't sell it for a hundred taels! Smelling it is like smelling Madam Guo. Carrying it gives me energy, and I'll have the spirit to kill the Tartars..."

The room erupted into chaos as everyone rushed forward, demanding to smell the handkerchief; shoving and pushing, a sea of heads, people were practically insane.

Huang Rong took advantage of the chaos to leave the teahouse, secretly thinking, "I deal with thousands of soldiers every day; do they all have such wild thoughts when they see me?"

Jia Ying had been obsessed with Huang Rong and her daughter ever since that day he had seen their bodies. Although Minister Jia had instructed him that the situation had changed and that he needed to secretly help Guo Jing and Huang Rong fight the Mongols. However, Jia Ying always acted independently, clearly separating public and private matters. He believed that helping to resist the Mongols was a public matter, while seeking pleasure with women was a private matter, and there was no conflict between the two. Therefore, that night, he familiarly sneaked into the Guo residence again. The Guo residence was vast, with the innermost courtyard being the residence of Guo Jing and his wife, followed by the residences of the two Wu brothers, guest rooms, and the living quarters of servants.

He sneaked into the inner courtyard and found that Huang Rong and Guo Fu were not home, which puzzled him. He left the inner courtyard and wandered around, eventually discovering that the eastern part of the outer courtyard was brightly lit, with faint sounds of laughter coming from it. He quietly approached and peeked in, only to see three beautiful young women sitting together chatting, Guo Fu among them.

A thought struck him: "Why are all the beautiful women in the Guo family? Guo Fu is a given, and the other two are also stunningly beautiful and charming. It seems that tonight, I could easily pick one and be captivated!"

He peered intently through the window and saw that Wanyan, whom Guo Fu had mentioned, had delicate features, a slender figure, and captivating eyes; Yelü, on the other hand, was tall and fit, with a voluptuous figure. They were truly like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique beauty. He felt a surge of desire, wondering why these beauties hadn't gone back to their rooms to sleep yet. With all three of them together, he couldn't possibly attend to them all! Just then, a man's hearty laughter rang out. Startled, he hurriedly hid himself. He saw Da Wu and Xiao Wu leading a handsome man into the house, laughing and talking.

Seeing the situation, Jia Ying knew it was difficult to make a move, so he sneaked back to Huang Rong's residence to spy. The house was still pitch black, clearly Huang Rong hadn't returned yet. Undeterred, he continued to wait patiently. A moment later, the light inside the room came on, casting Huang Rong's graceful figure on the paper window. He wondered to himself, "Why hasn't she come in?" But the thought vanished in

an instant. The figure on the window was changing clothes, and he wasn't about to let the opportunity to feast his eyes slip away. He leaped out from the flower bushes, broke the paper window, and peeked. In just a moment, Huang Rong had undressed and gotten into bed. She lay on her side with her back to the window, her pair of fair and shapely legs exposed, curled up tightly around the quilt. The naturally alluring posture made Jia Ying involuntarily feel thirsty and his desire surge. He found it strange that Huang Rong hadn't turned off the light. Upon closer inspection, he saw that Huang Rong was reading a book.

He waited a while longer, and then he saw Huang Rong loosen her grip, the book falling to the ground. Then he heard soft, even breathing. It seemed that Huang Rong had fallen asleep while reading, and hadn't even turned off the light. He patiently waited for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and seeing that Huang Rong still didn't move,

he gently pushed open the window and leaped inside. A faint woman's fragrance filled the room, growing stronger the closer he got to the bed. Jia Ying wrinkled his nose, inhaling deeply, and unknowingly found himself close to Huang Rong's exposed, beautiful legs. Thinking he couldn't miss this opportunity, he swiftly reached out and struck Huang Rong's pressure points. But suddenly, Huang Rong rolled over, and the quilt flew up and covered him. Startled, he hurriedly retreated, but being short, the quilt made movement difficult. Before he could escape its grasp, he was already struck twice heavily. Realizing he'd been tricked, he desperately tried to escape, but the attacks continued relentlessly. Although the quilt lessened the force, the pain was still excruciating and unbearable.

Huang Rong's Spokesperson During Menopause: Mentally Disabled Boy (17)

Huang Rong left the teahouse and went straight home; disguised and unwilling to explain further, she bypassed the main gate and climbed over the wall to enter. Suddenly, she saw a short figure dart into her inner courtyard. She remained calm and followed, only to see the person hiding among the flowers, intently watching her bedroom. The day before, a villain had ambushed her and her daughter under the table, resulting in both of them being molested and humiliated, so Huang Rong was already on guard. Seeing this person sneaking into the house and spying on the bedroom, she couldn't help but think: Could it be that the person hiding under the table has come again?

After observing for a while, Huang Rong saw that he was alone and had no companions, so she secretly sneaked back into the bedroom to lure him in. Jia Ying was unaware and indeed fell into her trap. He was hit hard several times, and realizing that things were going badly, he broke free of the quilt and immediately leaped out of the window. But Huang Rong was already waiting at the window. Seeing him approach, she used the "Vicious Dog Blocks the Way" move to shut him back. Jia Ying, already injured from his previous blow, felt his blood churning and his strength failing him as he was blocked and blocked by the Dog-Beating Stick Technique.

He tried to escape through the window and roll towards the door like a ball. However, Huang Rong had anticipated this. As he rolled, he felt a sharp pain all over his body; the ground was covered with thorny iron spikes. He tried to escape first, but Huang Rong, arriving shortly after, swung her bamboo stick with the "One Stick Strike a Hundred Dogs" move. A series of cracking sounds rang out, and more than ten acupoints on his body were struck. Jia Ying, limp on the ground, remained in a ball-like position, his body curled up, looking truly bizarre.

Huang Rong, upon closer inspection, discovered that this man was actually a dwarf, and was greatly surprised. She thought to herself, "Although this person's martial arts are slightly inferior to mine, he is still a rare talent in the martial arts world. Judging from his appearance, he is only in his twenties. How come I have never heard of him before? Is there such a person in the martial arts world?"

She swung her bamboo stick repeatedly, releasing the pressure points on the man's hands and feet, and then said, "Get up! Let's talk while sitting!"

Jia Ying removed the iron thorns from his body and said, "Madam Guo, you are indeed a female Zhuge Liang! You truly live up to your reputation! I was defeated by you, hehe! It's not unjust!"

Although this dwarf was short, his appearance was no different from that of an ordinary person. Jia Ying had narrow eyes, long eyebrows, a prominent nose, and a wide mouth. In terms of appearance alone, he was dignified and imposing; but paired with his childlike body, there was an indescribable eeriness about him. Huang Rong scrutinized him for a long time and, seeing that he showed no fear whatsoever, couldn't help but marvel.

Huang Rong: "You lurked under the table the other day, behaving in a despicable manner; today you spied into my bedroom, your intentions are questionable; is such behavior befitting someone of our martial arts world?"

Jia Ying: "Madam Guo is indeed astute, insisting that the person from the other day was me, hehe! That's right!... It was me..." "What does Madam Guo intend to do with me?"

Huang Rong: "Since you've admitted it so readily, then deal with me according to the rules of the martial world! Hmph! You should know what happens to lecherous thieves, right?"

Jia Ying: "Haha! To die under a peony flower is to die a romantic death. But it's a pity I haven't yet tasted that romance! Haha..."

Seeing his lack of remorse and his vulgar words, Huang Rong's anger flared. Her face turned frosty, and she coldly said: "Look at you, wanting to climb the social ladder, hmph! Aren't you overestimating yourself? Stop beating around the bush! Who sent you here?"

Jia Ying pulled down his trousers and lewdly grinned: "Madam Guo, take a good look and see if I'm good enough for that kind of thing?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his penis, his eyes lecherously fixed on Huang Rong. Instantly, his ugly member became erect and grotesque, its lewd, bestial aura causing Huang Rong to shiver involuntarily and instinctively reach out to protect her private parts.

Jia Ying continued rubbing his penis, his mouth never idle, lewdly saying, "Madam Guo, did you enjoy it the other day when I licked and touched you? Hehe! I didn't expect that at your age, your flesh would still be so tender, and your cunt so tight; much better than your daughter! Why did I choose you that day? Because you're so wet and slippery!"

Huang Rong hadn't expected him to be so shameless, and was momentarily stunned; but having seen much of the world and experienced the New World, she quickly regained her composure. However, Jia Ying's disproportionately large member still astonished her. She had seen many men's penises, such as those of the Wu brothers and Wanyan Zhi, all of which could be described as "great," with Wanyan Zhi's being the most magnificent and imposing. Jia Ying's size was roughly comparable to Wanyan Zhi's; however, due to his small stature, the pairing appeared particularly wicked and spectacular.

Huang Rong snorted, "It seems you're quite proud of this 'troublesome organ.' Today, I'll act on behalf of Heaven and cripple this 'troublesome organ'!" As

soon as she finished speaking, she raised the bamboo stick in her hand, and Jia Ying was startled, suddenly thrusting his lower body forward. His erect penis suddenly spurted out a stream of white semen, with a rapid and fierce force; Huang Rong had only intended to scare him, but she hadn't expected him to retaliate in such a desperate move! She spun around, avoiding the semen, and then pointed the bamboo stick at Jia Ying's throat. At this moment, a strong, fishy smell entered Huang Rong's nostrils, and she felt a surge of heat throughout her body.

Jia Ying's egg-sized glans trembled slightly, and some residual semen seeped intermittently from the urethral opening. Huang Rong thought, "Don't look at it."

But her eyes naturally darted to the ugly, enormous thing; she was both ashamed and angry, and with a surge of strength, she was about to cripple this lewd dwarf.

At this moment, Jia Ying suddenly blurted out, "Madam Guo, your twin children are very cute!"

Huang Rong was startled and quickly said, "What did you say?"

Jia Ying said maliciously, "Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, the brother and sister, do you still miss them, Madam Guo?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong's mind went into turmoil; these two siblings had suffered many hardships since birth, could they have fallen into the hands of the enemy again? Weren't they on Peach Blossom Island? Could they have been mischievous and sneaked back to Xiangyang? The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, and her body trembled involuntarily.

She increased the pressure, repeatedly jabbing Jia Ying's acupoints with the bamboo stick, then lifted the quilt to cover his body. She rushed to the study, picked up a brush and ink, and quickly wrote. Once finished, she sent the letter directly to Peach Blossom Island by carrier pigeon. Watching the pigeon take flight, she clasped her hands together and prayed to heaven, begging for the protection of her two beloved children. As

soon as Huang Rong left the room, Jia Ying immediately began to circulate his internal energy to heal his injuries. He had a deep understanding of acupoints and possessed many unique techniques. Had Huang Rong not repeatedly pressed his acupoints, he was confident he would soon regain his mobility. He simultaneously circulated his energy to heal his injuries, a unique technique of the Heavenly Crippled Sect. He had suffered severe internal injuries from Huang Rong's blow, but the thorns from the iron spikes were merely external wounds and not serious.

He thought to himself, "I've never suffered such a crushing defeat since I started out. This Huang Rong is indeed cunning... Humph!... The more she does this... the more I want to... Humph!..."

Although Jia Ying possessed secret skills, Huang Rong returned swiftly. Even with his skills, time was of the essence. Huang Rong asked in a deep voice, "Where did you see her and her brother? What did they look like?"

Jia Ying replied, "Are you trying to suffocate me? Lift the blanket first!"

Seeing his laziness, Huang Rong lifted the blanket, letting him peek out, but with a quick pull of her staff, she still covered his genitals.

Jia Ying laughed and said, "Is Madam Guo afraid she lacks self-control and dares not look at this thing of mine?"

Huang Rong was furious and wanted to kill him on the spot, but considering the safety of her children, she had to endure it for the time being. Jia Ying said, "Madam Guo is a clever woman. Your twin children are far more precious than my congenital disability. You don't need to trick me; I'll tell you honestly, they're doing very well now. But if I weren't... hehe... well, that's hard to say..."

Seeing his confident demeanor, Huang Rong grew increasingly worried and hated this shameless dwarf. Her mind raced, instantly conjuring seven or eight ways to deal with this wretched freak, but fearing the consequences, she ultimately dared not act rashly. She swung her bamboo stick again, striking Jia Ying's acupoints once more. Jia Ying was channeling his energy into his acupoints; this touch nearly caused him to suffer a qi deviation, his meridians nearly ruptured. His face flushed red, he coughed incessantly, and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing his expression, Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh, "You think no one knows you're trying to open your acupoints? I'll re-examine them for you every two hours; if you can open them within two hours, I'll open the door and see you off."

Hearing this, Jia Ying felt as if he'd been whipped, his face turning extremely ugly. He sneered, gritting his teeth, "Madam Guo, you're resourceful, I can't beat you, and I don't need you to open the door for me. Hmph! I really want to see your snow-white, plump thighs, so show them to me!"

Huang Rong could hardly believe her ears. She asked, "What did you say?"

Jia Ying said coldly, "I want to see your snow-white, plump thighs, did you hear me?"

Huang Rong laughed in anger, playfully saying, "You want to see them, so I'll let you?"

Seeing Huang Rong's smile, as radiant as spring flowers, so indescribably charming and alluring, Jia Ying's lust was aroused. He lewdly said, "I'd risk my life to bring down the emperor. I'm not afraid of death now, but I wonder if Madam Guo is willing to sacrifice those two lovely children?"

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, but she said nonchalantly, "Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are determined by fate. If they are unlucky, there's nothing I can do as their mother!"

Jia Ying said ambiguously, "Madam Guo, if you, as their mother, were to sacrifice yourself so that those two lovely children could live peacefully, wouldn't you agree?"

Huang Rong laughed, "I'm afraid I'd lose both my wife and my army!"

Jia Ying said, "We... " "The transaction is complete. Take off your robe, and I'll let you know about that lovely young couple right away!"

Seeing Huang Rong's hesitant expression, he added, "I touched them that day, I licked them, and now I'm just looking at them. Are you really going to let me go?"

Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "I'll know about them right away?...Fine! I'll take it off! If you go back on your word, don't blame me for gouging out your eyes!" Huang Rong

untied her robe, turned around, and took it off. Jia Ying's eyes widened, and he froze on the spot. Huang Rong was only wearing a pale yellow bodice. Her full breasts stood high beneath the bodice, appearing incredibly large and alluring. Jia Ying's gaze lingered on Huang Rong's snow-white arms, her shapely legs, and her barely concealed lower body. His breathing grew more rapid, and his expression more excited. He pleaded breathlessly, "Madam Guo, could you please turn around?"

Seeing the longing in his eyes, Huang Rong replied, "I hope you'll be just as decisive later!"

She then turned around. Her back was completely exposed, except for the two ties of her bodice. Her snow-white back was smooth and clean, without a single scar; her plump, white buttocks were round and full, with beautiful, alluring curves. As for her long, shapely legs, they were beyond description, brimming with sensual allure.

Although Jia Ying's acupoints were restricted, his penis remained unaffected; it stood erect and hard, stretching the quilt covering his lower body like a yurt. Huang Rong turned around and said, "Tell me! News of them!"

Jia Ying said, "There's a letter in my inner pocket. Take it and read it yourself!"

Seeing his unsightly lower body, Huang Rong thought, "To get what's in his pocket, he'll definitely have to pull back the covers... Oh well! Who cares..."

She lifted the covers and reached into her pocket, where she found a note. She glanced at it hastily and saw it was indeed Guo Xiang's handwriting. It contained only a few words: "Mother, Po Lu and I are safe and sound. We'll be back in a few days. Don't worry. Xiang."

(Huang Rong's Menopausal Spokesperson: Mentally Disabled Boy (18))

After reading the note, Huang Rong's longing for Guo Xiang and Guo Po Lu suddenly intensified tenfold. She barely managed to suppress her excitement and anxiously asked, "Where are they? Who are they with?"

Seeing her anxious expression, Jia Ying couldn't help but say smugly, "I didn't lie to you, did I? They're perfectly safe!"

Concern breeds confusion; at this moment, Huang Rong's mind was filled with the voices and smiles of her son and daughter, and she couldn't hide her unease at all. She yelled at Jia Ying, "Take me to them right now!..."

Seeing that she was flustered, Jia Ying calmly replied, "Why should I take you? What benefit would I get from it?"

Huang Rong was worried about her children's safety, her heart filled with the anxiety of any mother; but upon hearing Jia Ying's words, she became alert and calmed down. She saw Jia Ying's lewd expression, his lustful gaze fixed on her; his enormous member was also brazenly erect, making him utterly disgusting and wicked.

She stretched out a bamboo stick, intending to lift the quilt to cover his unsightly state, when Jia Ying suddenly roared, "Stop! Don't you want to see your children? Look at me!"

Having regained her composure, Huang Rong tossed the quilt aside and said contemptuously, "Since you want to make a fool of yourself, so be it!"

Jia Ying greedily gazed at Huang Rong, who was only wearing a bodice, licked his lips, and slowly said, "Madam Guo, I am disabled, with neither a bright future nor the pleasures of a normal person. Tell me, what am I after?... Hehe!... Your precious children..." "But you're different from me!"

Huang Rong said coldly, "Just say what you want to say! No need to beat around the bush!"

Jia Ying chuckled and said, "Madam Guo is indeed a heroine among women, so straightforward; then I'll be frank. Although I was born disabled, I have a great fondness for beautiful women. Ever since that day under the table, I've been obsessed with your body. Madam Guo is stunningly beautiful, arguably the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains; hehe! I want to taste your body..."

Although Huang Rong knew what was going on, Jia Ying's directness made her feel ashamed. Looking at the strangely shaped Jia Ying, she felt both ashamed and angry, yet also amused. Her clever nature was revealed, and she said playfully, "Oh my! You still treat this old woman like a treasure? What's so good about me?"

Seeing her shy expression, which revealed a charming and innocent girlishness, Jia Ying felt his bones melt and his soul drift away. For a moment, he was speechless.

Seeing his infatuated appearance, Huang Rong couldn't help but find it even more amusing. She thought to herself, "Are all men the same except for Brother Jing? The soldiers in the teahouse, the Da Wu and Xiao Wu brothers, all have ill intentions towards me; even this strange dwarf is lustfully eyeing my body. It seems that as long as there's a lot of 'husband' involved, none of them will behave properly!"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Jia Ying saw her smile, truly like spring flowers in full bloom, charming and alluring; her breasts trembled as if they were about to burst out of her bodice, and he was completely captivated. This charming beauty before him was simply intoxicating. He hurriedly said, "Madam Guo, what do you say? As long as you agree to a night of passion with me, I'll immediately take you to find those two siblings!"

Huang Rong saw that this dwarf's behavior and thoughts were quite unusual, and that dealing with him in the usual way would probably not yield good results; so she used the same unrestrained manner she had on the gambling ship. She sat down opposite Jia Ying, crossed her legs, and swayed her toes lightly, smiling as she said, "I'm over forty, and you're only around twenty. You like this old woman so much? When you stand up, you only reach my waist. If we were together… hehe… wouldn't that be… hehe…"

Huang Rong's words were full of provocative hints, and upon hearing them, Jia Ying's erect penis felt as if it were about to explode. Huang Rong's legs were crossed, her round, white legs completely exposed. She twirled her embroidered shoes with her toes; her lewd and seductive charm was truly indescribable.

Jia Ying, his eyes bloodshot and panting heavily, said, “Madam Guo! You’re not old at all. No woman I’ve ever seen can compare to you. Your skin is so soft and smooth, so white and tender. Even a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl can’t compare. You complain that I’m too short, only reaching your waist, but look at me! I’m definitely not inferior to Master Guo. If you don’t believe me, wait until you taste it, and you’ll know how wonderful it is!”

Although Jia Ying was incredibly intelligent, he was ultimately disabled and unable to experience normal love and sex; therefore, his views on this matter were quite superficial and naive. He believed that the bigger a man’s penis, the more women liked him. And his own penis happened to be thick and large; therefore, any woman who saw his penis would be irresistibly attracted to him.

Especially a middle-aged beauty like Huang Rong, who should crave his enormous penis; as the saying goes, “Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger,” right? Huang Rong’s intentional teasing perfectly matched his wishful thinking. He thought to himself, "The dignified and chaste Madam Guo has suddenly become so seductive; she must have seen my penis and been tempted. Hehe! When I actually penetrate her, I wonder how she'll moan in pleasure."

Seeing his eyes darting around, revealing a lewd and lustful look, Huang Rong couldn't help but think of those perverted directors on the gambling ship. She thought, "This dwarf probably has some strange quirks too."

At this moment, Jia Ying anxiously called out, "Madam Guo, how about it? Do you agree to my conditions?"

Huang Rong laughed, "If we really find them, even if you get a little advantage, it's fine. Come on! You..." "Take me there now!"

Jia Ying hesitated, "Going now might be too hasty!"

He glanced at Huang Rong's snow-white thighs, pondered for a moment, and resolutely said, "Alright! I'll take you!"

After leaving Xiangyang City and traveling for several miles, they entered a desolate mountainous area. Jia Ying suddenly stopped and said, "This is it!"

Huang Rong looked around but saw no houses or buildings. She asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

Jia Ying smiled and said, "People don't necessarily have to live in houses!"

He walked to the cliff face, removed his disguise, and immediately revealed a dark little hole. He crawled into the hole and climbed forward. Huang Rong quickly followed behind and crawled in as well. After walking for about ten feet, the space suddenly opened up. Jia Ying lit a lamp on the cliff face and saw that the surroundings were spacious. It was a natural stone chamber.

The stone chamber was about five feet long and wide, and more than one foot high. The room was fully equipped with a stone bed and table; several animal hides were laid on the stone bed, and writing implements were readily available on the stone table; a water trough stood in the corner of the stone chamber, and the air inside was fresh, suggesting there was a separate ventilation shaft. Seeing that this was indeed a secluded hiding place, Huang Rong asked, "Where are they?"

Jia Ying smiled and said, "Madam Guo, you should fulfill your promise first, then we'll talk!"

Huang Rong said, "How can I not see them? At least tell me where they are? How will we contact them later?"

Jia Ying's expression changed, and he said, "Madam Guo, don't let your efforts go to waste! You'd better hand yourself over to me now! Otherwise, if you miss today, you might never see them again!"

Hearing this, Huang Rong felt a surge of panic. The dwarf's words were loaded with meaning; there was clearly something fishy going on. What did he mean by "if you miss today, you might never see them again"? Did they intend to harm the siblings today? For a moment, she didn't know what to do. At this moment, Jia Ying had already stripped naked and was sitting on the stone bed waiting for her!

Earlier, to facilitate their journey, Huang Rong had released the acupoints on Jia Ying's hands and feet, but these hadn't been fully released. Therefore, apart from being unable to gather true energy, Jia Ying was otherwise like an ordinary person. The naked Jia Ying looked even more bizarre. Although he was as short as a child, his body and limbs were thicker than those of an average child; his head was normal, but his genitals were unusually prominent, far exceeding that of an average person; in short, he was strangely shaped, comical, and laughable.

Jia Ying kept urging her, and Huang Rong thought: I probably won't be able to do it without letting him taste some sweetness first. She took off her shoes and socks, sat down on the stone bed, and exclaimed, "Ouch! My feet really hurt after walking so far!"

Jia Ying, who was waiting on the stone bed, was incredibly excited to see her get on the bed. Now, seeing her take off her shoes and socks, revealing her fair and delicate feet, he couldn't resist any longer. He held Huang Rong's soft soles and began to sniff them, saying, "Let me rub them for you! Let me rub them for you!"

Huang Rong, who had traveled quite a distance, had sweaty feet, which gave off a unique fragrance. Upon smelling it, Jia Ying's lust intensified, and he couldn't help but lick them with his lips. Huang Rong, who was deliberately delaying, gently stretched out her free foot and pressed it against Jia Ying's scrotum, slowly rubbing her soft and smooth toes. Jia Ying, who had never experienced such pleasure before, felt only itching and numbness, and was extremely happy. He almost ejaculated on the spot.

Jia Ying, anxious and impatient, couldn't wait to ride into the Central Plains. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Madam Guo, take off your clothes! Let's finish quickly so you can see those adorable siblings sooner!"

Huang Rong's heart clenched at his words. The mischievous faces of Guo Xiang and Guo Polu suddenly filled her mind. She sighed inwardly, thinking, "Xiang'er, Polu, you two little rascals have really ruined your mother's life!"

In a daze, she rose and began to undress, her fair skin gradually revealed. The moment she removed her bodice, two glistening tears slid down her pretty face.

Standing naked, Huang Rong's jade-like, perfectly sculpted body, combined with the maternal radiance emanating from her face, truly resembled the description in Buddhist scriptures: "Her appearance is graceful and charming, dignified and elegant, upright and pleasing to the eye, never tiring to behold."

Most people seeing Huang Rong at this moment would only be captivated by her beauty, without harboring any impure thoughts. But Jia Ying was no ordinary man. Now, Huang Rong, in his eyes, only fueled his hidden lust. He stroked Huang Rong's smooth legs, slowly standing before her. Just as Huang Rong had said, he only reached her waist.

Feeling inferior because of his short stature, Jia Ying had a compensatory mentality of climbing higher. Huang Rong's slender, voluptuous naked body was exactly what he had dreamed of. He embraced Huang Rong's soft, tender legs, licking her perfectly clean navel, his perverse desires reaching extreme satisfaction. He gradually lowered himself, burying his face in the fragrant, grassy valley.

Jia Ying's persistent labor within her caused Huang Rong, lost in thoughts of her son, to have a natural physical response. A tingling, piercing itch spread through her lower body, like insects crawling and ants moving, stirring a throbbing sensation that made her lower body feel like it was overflowing with spring tide; her legs felt weak, and she involuntarily lay down.

Lying down was more suitable for the short-statured Jia Ying, who lay on top of Huang Rong's soft body, exploring her high, plump breasts. The cherry-red nipples hardened and stood erect under his sucking, like ripe purple grapes, their color, aroma, and taste so enticing, attracting further sucking and biting. In a daze, Huang Rong seemed to be transported back to the past, to Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, the siblings, vying for her milk-filled breasts. She looked down at her lovely children with loving eyes, but what met her gaze was a wicked and greedy look!

Huang Rong was suddenly startled, her thoughts returning to reality. Jia Ying was like a large rat, gnawing at her nipples, making her feel both filthy and disgusted. She instinctively pushed hard, and Jia Ying, caught off guard, tumbled off the bed. She sat up, staring coldly at Jia Ying with a blank expression. Jia Ying, bewildered, said, "Madam Guo, what's wrong? Do you think I'm too slow?... It's not my fault! You're beautiful from head to toe, I have to enjoy you slowly, one part at a time!... Please don't be angry, I'll serve you right away!" 11-01
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Previous Summary:

Jia Ying used the Heavenly Crippled Sect's secret technique, the "Blood Melting and Soul Erosion Technique," to defile Huang Rong. Under the influence of her secret techniques, Huang Rong's lustful heart was stirred, and her alluring charm was fully revealed. After the two indulged in unrestrained and extremely ecstatic pleasure, Jia Ying, exhausted and dying beneath the flowers, became a ghost... (The text then abruptly shifts to a different topic) Huang Rong, seeing Jia Ying dead, was greatly shocked. Only Jia Ying knew the whereabouts of Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, the siblings. Now that Jia Ying was dead, where could she find them? She was anxious, angry, ashamed, and furious, and couldn't help but curse Jia Ying's corpse. Having experienced intense intercourse, Huang Rong absorbed Jia Ying's true energy, and her body radiated a dazzling and alluring glow. Her skin became even whiter and more delicate, faintly tinged with a pinkish spring-like hue; her full breasts and round buttocks were taut and pert, truly a vibrant and captivating sight.

Seeing Huang Rong completely naked and in a fit of rage, Jia Ying was captivated by her alluring and seductive beauty, brimming with carnal temptation. His heart fluttered, lust surged again, and he leaped forward, intending to embrace her. But to his dismay, he felt no resistance; he passed right through her body, his grasp finding nothing. Startled, he turned and froze, only to see himself shriveled on the ground, his face ashen—clearly dead!

He had witnessed Huang Rong's angry curses and tears, her hasty dressing and departure; but no matter how loudly he shouted or tried to touch her, she remained unresponsive. Confronting the truth of his own 'death,' he struggled to accept it. He tried to return to his body, but layers of barriers stood like impenetrable walls, preventing him from succeeding.

Suddenly, a powerful force pulled him into a void, where, in the depths of a softly lit space, a hunchbacked old man smiled kindly at him. The old man didn't speak, but Jia Ying heard the voice. "Child! Among the disciples of my Heavenly Crippled Sect, you are the only one whose primordial spirit has left the body. You must take care of yourself! Alas! What a pity! Your Dao heart is weak, your desires are burning, and your soul will inevitably be scattered... Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed... Go where you belong!"

The golden light faded, dark clouds surged, and Jia Ying drifted to the Netherworld. Amidst the gloomy clouds and mist, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared, as if a series of things had entered his mind. As if by sudden enlightenment, he knew without learning; in an instant, he fully understood the secrets of the 'Primordial Spirit Transformation Technique'.

The so-called 'Primordial Spirit Transformation Technique' is to gather energy and transform the originally formless and intangible primordial spirit into various tangible objects; the practitioner's past karma will affect the depth of their power, but basically, the 'Primordial Spirit Transformation Technique' can break through the boundaries of the Netherworld, allowing the primordial spirit to come into contact with human affairs again, just as it did in life. Of course, there were still considerable differences between him and the real person, but for Jia Ying, it was already a satisfactory outcome,

and he was content. Huang Rong hurriedly returned home, only to find Guo Xiang and Guo Polu, the siblings, playing safely in the flower hall. Overjoyed, she hugged the two siblings, kissing and hugging them, laughing and crying; the two siblings had never seen Huang Rong so excited, and were deeply surprised. After Huang Rong learned the reason, she was filled with rage. She thought: "It's because these two little troublemakers left Peach Blossom Island without permission that I was deceived by that deformed dwarf and defiled..." With this thought, her face hardened, she glared at the two siblings fiercely, and began to scold them sternly.

After Huang Rong's stern reprimand, Guo Xiang and Guo Polu behaved themselves and listened obediently; Huang Rong felt relieved and began to busy herself with the defense of Xiangyang again. Although the Mongol army did not launch a large-scale invasion, small-scale harassment was frequent. Guo Jing, as the commander-in-chief, practically lived in the military camp, while Huang Rong, burdened with the important task of assisting in planning, was equally busy. In their hectic schedule, another year flew by.

Guo Polu, now thirteen, had a prominent Adam's apple, was growing body hair, and was beginning to show interest in the opposite sex; his genitals were becoming increasingly large and robust, and he would often experience inexplicable erections. The women he encountered daily became objects of his fantasies, but all of this remained only vague fantasies in his mind until he inexplicably glimpsed Huang Rong bathing, at which point these fantasies began to take on concrete form.

Huang Rong returned home at midnight, and the first thing she did was to have her maid prepare water for a bath. She was always very clean, and having been busy for the past few days without bathing, she felt extremely uncomfortable and almost unbearable.

The maidservants were boiling water and preparing basins when a commotion startled Guo Polu awake. He groggily opened his eyes, only to be shocked by what he saw. A short, dwarf was pressed close to his face, smiling at him suggestively. Before he could react, he felt himself floating up into the air. Looking down, he saw another version of himself lying peacefully on the bed.

The dwarf led him by the hand, through walls and across doors, to Huang Rong's bedroom. Inside, a large bathtub steamed, and Huang Rong was undressing, preparing to bathe. Huang Rong's skin was fair and soft, her legs long and shapely; her buttocks were firm and fleshy; her breasts were large and full. Her pubic hair was fine and evenly distributed, perfectly accentuating her peach-like vulva, making it even more alluring. Guo Polu, seeing his mother's beautiful naked body for the first time, was utterly shocked. His blood boiled, his lust surged, and his thick, erect penis pressed against his stomach.

His usually dignified and strict mother, undressed, was so seductive and alluring; although he both respected and feared her, seeing her flawless naked body naturally aroused his primal desires. His initial awe of Huang Rong instantly transformed into lustful and greedy fantasies. At first, he feared Huang Rong would see him, so he dared not approach directly. But as Huang Rong washed herself with an air of nonchalance, he became certain she couldn't see them.

At this moment, Huang Rong lifted her leg to wash her genitals, her tender vulva suddenly opening and closing, revealing the fleshy opening hidden beneath the petals. Guo Polu's blood rushed, and lust surged; emboldened by lust, he lunged forward, reaching for Huang Rong's soft, white breasts, but unexpectedly, his hand passed right through her body, grasping at nothing.

The dwarf gave him a lewd smile, gesturing for him to watch. The dwarf then darted into the bathtub, disappearing into the water. Huang Rong, seemingly startled, stood up abruptly, her hand on her genitals, a look of astonishment on her face. She carefully examined the inside and outside of the tub, finding nothing amiss, before slowly sitting back down, puzzled.

Huang Rong stretched her arms and legs, washing herself thoroughly, feeling refreshed and relaxed. She soaked in the hot water, closing her eyes to rest before getting dressed. Suddenly, she felt a slight itch in her genitals, as if something was lightly touching her. She reached out to explore, but found nothing. She wondered, "Could it be that I haven't had sex in a long time, causing lustful hallucinations?"

This happened several times, but she found nothing. Huang Rong,

used to this, ignored it. What used to be a fleeting touch became increasingly intense as she ignored it. She felt as if feathers were gently scratching her genitals, a pleasant, ticklish sensation. The feeling gradually became more concrete, like a nimble tongue licking her genitals. The pleasurable sensation quickly spread throughout her body. She involuntarily opened and closed her legs, moving her lower body in rhythm with the illusory tongue. A moment later, his tongue slipped into her crevice, exploring her honeyed orifice. She felt her heart flutter with desire, her lust suddenly surging uncontrollably.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, Huang Rong's starry eyes were half-closed, her small mouth slightly open, her beautiful face filled with spring-like bliss. She rested her hands on the edge of the basin, her body arching back, her round, plump legs opening and closing; her large, white breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing. Suddenly, she straightened up, her legs resting on the edge of the basin, her waist arching, her full buttocks swaying wildly, her eager appearance making it seem as if someone were truly having intercourse with her.

Guo Polu looked closer and saw Huang Rong's exquisite spot, her thin lips parted to reveal her tender, cherry-red, alluring vulva. The vulva opened and closed, the flesh walls slowly undulating; the lustful fluids inside made a "sizzling" sound, as if an invisible penis was vigorously thrusting in and out of Huang Rong's vulva. His mouth went dry, his lust raged, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub his own penis. Strangely enough, he couldn't touch Huang Rong's body, but he could easily grasp his own penis, and as he stroked it, waves of pleasure washed over him, and he couldn't help but groan.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and he saw the dwarf on top of Huang Rong, wantonly raping her. The dwarf's hands reached forward, caressing Huang Rong's large, white breasts; his disproportionately thick and long penis was rapidly thrusting in and out of Huang Rong's tender vagina! Guo Polu was shocked, thinking: This ugly dwarf is actually raping his own mother right in front of him! He was about to step forward and pull the dwarf away, but in an instant, the dwarf's figure disappeared again.

Huang Rong let out a pleasurable moan, and her snow-white lower body quickly arched upwards. Suddenly, her legs, which were draped over the edge of the basin, sprang upwards, her entire body leaving the water and forming a perfect arch over the basin. She gripped the rim tightly with both hands, her toes curled and pressed firmly against the edge.

Her frantic, thrusting movements continued rapidly, her large, pink breasts swaying up and down and side to side like ripples on water. Her seductive moans of pleasure gradually transformed into faint, panting groans, and beads of sweat glistened on her snow-white skin. Suddenly, with a cry of "Ah!", her round, full buttocks thrust upwards twice, followed by a gush of bright water spurting from her lower body… Guo Polu, watching from the side, was utterly aroused and unable to contain himself. His usually dignified and strict mother was now so lewd and wanton. Her naked body was laid bare before him; her large breasts, long, beautiful legs, plump vulva, and pert, round buttocks all ignited his lust and filled him with excitement. But what he found most irresistible was the seductive allure on his mother's face. That allure made him realize that his mother was, after all, a woman of flesh and blood, whose mature, tender vulva also needed a man's vigorous thrusting. His father was busy with the defense of Xiangyang all day long; how could he have time to comfort his mother?

Guo Polu quickened his masturbation, his mind filled with wild fantasies: "I'm all grown up now, and I have a thick, strong penis. If I could put my thick penis into my mother's tender vulva and make her feel comfortable and happy, how wonderful that would be!"

Thinking of this, a wave of unprecedented pleasure suddenly washed over him; his glans trembled and quivered, and a torrent of semen gushed out powerfully. The wet, sticky feeling jolted him awake. In his dazed state, he couldn't tell if what he had just seen was a dream or reality.

Guo Polu got up, changed his clothes, and walked suspiciously toward Huang Rong's bedroom. He crossed the garden, climbed the large tree beside the bedroom, and what he saw before him left him utterly bewildered. Huang Rong was getting dressed after her bath. The shape of her full breasts, the distribution of her soft pubic hair, and the placement of the bathtub were exactly the same as what he had just seen. But what surprised him even more was that the ugly dwarf was floating behind Huang Rong, making faces at him!

Huang Rong's Sexual Encounters (Part 1)

The cold wind was biting, and in the blink of an eye, Xiangyang City was about to welcome the New Year again.

The citizens of Xiangyang, who had endured a year of hardship, were happily preparing for the New Year.

The streets were bustling: adults were busy buying New Year's goods, and children were excitedly running around in their new clothes.

The vendors were also shouting loudly with all their might.

Looking at all this, who could believe that just a few months ago, Xiangyang City was still shrouded in the flames of war? Among the passersby, a mysterious figure wearing a cloak and veil wandered aimlessly through the streets.

Compared to the people busy preparing for the New Year, this person seemed remarkably leisurely. He strolled around, looking around as if he were watching the spectacle rather than buying anything.

He would occasionally stop and slip a few red envelopes to the children.

So, although he was neither tall nor imposing,

he stood out remarkably in the crowd.

This mysterious person was none other than Huang Rong, the wife of Guo Jing, the Grand Marshal of Xiangyang's defenses, and known as the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains.

Huang Rong looked at the bustling crowd around her, feeling happy for the rare respite the people of Xiangyang were enjoying.

"These past ten years of war have truly brought suffering to the common people," Huang Rong thought, but then she remembered that once winter was over, the Mongols would likely launch another massive attack.

Then, rivers of blood would flow and corpses would litter the fields.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong's desire to go shopping vanished, and she returned to the Guo residence with a frown. The more

Huang Rong thought about the imminent invasion of the Mongol cavalry, the more agitated she became, so she simply locked herself in her bedroom and refused to see anyone. It

had been nearly twenty years since Guo Jing and his wife had lasted here.

The Song Dynasty was already teetering on the brink of collapse under the Mongol cavalry's oppressive power, and the current emperor was holed up in the south, indulging in pleasure and neglecting any ambition.

Sometimes Huang Rong really wanted to ask her husband, "What good is it to preserve such an emperor and such a kingdom?" But she couldn't bring herself to say it. Yes, looking at Guo Jing's graying temples, seeing his constant worry about defending the city, how

could she possibly utter such words? Yet, how she longed to leave behind these endless troubles with her husband and return to Peach Blossom Island to live a life of idyllic bliss. After all, time waits for no one; she was no longer the renowned and beautiful woman of the Central Plains, famous throughout the land. Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt a pang of pain in her heart. She stared blankly at her face in the mirror, sadly realizing that youth had faded, wrinkles had crept onto her once stunning face, and a few strands of gray were now mixed in with her once jet-black hair. Huang Rong gently stroked her face, sighed, and thought: "Without realizing it, youth has passed. Even the most beautiful flower will wither one day." Thinking of this, her thoughts surged like a floodgate opening. Huang Rong stood up from the stool and paced back and forth in the room. This was a habit she had developed over the years when contemplating problems; in the past, due to the busyness of war, she had never had time to indulge in such thoughts. But Huang Rong was, after all, a woman, a woman of unparalleled beauty. Even if she was a female Zhuge Liang, she could not escape the fear of a beautiful woman's short life. And now that the war was temporarily over, these girlish thoughts naturally occupied her mind again. Huang Rong stared at the large bow hanging on the wall and couldn't help but think of her husband who had gone out to recruit soldiers. She thought: That fool, in order to recruit enough new soldiers, he didn't even spend the New Year at home; this trip will probably last another three or four months. All he knows is defending the city and killing the enemy, but he never considers his own feelings. Huang Rong felt bitter thinking of this. No matter how high her martial arts skills were, no matter how intelligent she was, she was still a woman. Both psychologically and physically, she needed her husband's love and care. But she had married Guo Jing, such an unromantic man; for decades, he had treated Huang Rong with great respect, but neglected the affection between husband and wife. Since the birth of Xiang'er and Polu, the two hadn't enjoyed intimacy for over a decade. Partly, Guo Jing disliked it, even before Huang Rong's birth, they only had sex a few times a year. Partly, Huang Rong, deeply influenced by traditional values, and with her children grown, found it difficult to initiate intimacy. Previously, busy with war, she never felt lonely. However, now that she was in her prime, she found herself prone to such thoughts when she had free time. Lately, Huang Rong had been having strange dreams, always of strong, muscular men having sex with her. Sometimes it was in the bedroom, sometimes in the courtyard, and once she dreamt of making love with a man whose face she couldn't see on the walls of Xiangyang, in front of countless Mongol cavalry. The man's penis was thick and long, driving her wild with pleasure. Finally, the man pulled out his large penis and ejaculated thick semen all over her face in front of everyone. Watered by semen, she felt incredibly ashamed, yet simultaneously experienced unprecedented pleasure… If it were just a dream, it wouldn't be so bad, but what embarrassed Huang Rong most was that every time she woke up, she found her genitals wet, and the feeling of blushing and dry mouth was a daily occurrence. At first, she felt utterly ashamed, but as the frequency of her erotic dreams increased, she gradually began to enjoy the intoxicating sensations within them. However, dreams cannot replace reality, and over time, she found herself increasingly empty and lonely after waking, with an inexplicable itching in her vagina. Erotic dreams ignited the fire of desire within her, yet they couldn't give her true satisfaction, leaving Huang Rong often in agony. Thinking of this, Huang Rong recalled her dream from the previous night of frantically having sex with a stranger in the street, reaching orgasm again and again in front of countless passersby. Now, recalling that pleasure, Huang Rong felt waves of desire surge through her mind. She shook her head vigorously, snapping back to reality. It was past midnight, and the entire Guo mansion was quiet. She opened the window, took a deep breath of the cold air, and immediately felt much refreshed. Thinking that there was no one in the courtyard anyway, she might as well go for a walk to avoid being cooped up in the room thinking about all sorts of things. After leaving her room, Huang Rong noticed that besides her own room, a light was also on in a room diagonally opposite. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was the bathhouse. "Who's still out so late?" Huang Rong wondered. Just as she was about to leave, she heard strange noises coming from the bathhouse. Because of the distance, Huang Rong couldn't immediately tell what they were. Driven by both vigilance and curiosity, she used her lightness skill to reach the edge of the bathhouse. When she reached the steaming window, she realized the strange noises were the breathing sounds of a man and woman making love. Thinking of this, Huang Rong blushed deeply. Just as she was about to leave, she heard voices coming from inside the bathhouse. Left with no other choice, she could only suppress her breath and remain motionless outside the window. She heard a silvery female voice panting, "Gently...gently...you...you rascal, as soon as you get back...like a...starving ghost. You don't...don't care...don't care if I...can take it...can't take it...oh...oh...my little hole is almost...fucked raw..." Huang Rong recognized Yelü Yan's voice and realized that Da Wu had only returned from Guo Jing's place that morning. He had been holding back for so long, so of course he was very lustful. She also thought that Yelü Yan was usually so proper; she never expected her to say such lewd things. While she was lost in thought, she heard Da Wu speak. "You slut, you've been pestering me all afternoon, wanting me to use my big cock to relieve the itch in your cunt. Now that I've actually given it to you, you say you can't take it. Fine, I won't fuck you anymore, get up." Huang Rong heard the noise stop; Da Wu must have stopped his assault. A sudden thought struck her, and she couldn't help but look up through the window. What she saw immediately made Huang Rong blush, her heart race, and her limbs go weak. Not only had Da Wu stopped his advances, but he had also withdrawn his penis and stood up naked. It was the first time Huang Rong had seen a man's body other than her husband's. She felt both ashamed and curious, wanting to turn her head away, but she couldn't resist glancing at Da Wu's lower body. One glance, and Huang Rong's face paled: Good heavens! His penis was so big! Still in a state of arousal, Da Wu's dark red penis looked frighteningly large: the purplish-red glans was the size of a goose egg, and the shaft was at least nine inches long. Moreover, the penis was thick and erect, the glans pointing straight to the sky, and the veins bulging on the shaft. The entire penis was soaked with vaginal fluid, gleaming with a lewd light in the dim light. Perhaps because of extreme excitement, the penis was still trembling slightly. It looked extremely lewd. The moment Huang Rong witnessed all of this, she was struck dumb, as if by lightning, unable to move. She stared blankly at Da Wu's penis, feeling a warm current flowing down her thigh from her vagina.

While she was in a daze, she saw Yelü Yan lying on the ground, her legs wide open, lasciviously massaging her genitals with her right hand, occasionally pinching and gently rotating her clitoris with her fingertips.

Her left hand was also constantly caressing her large breasts, while she continuously emitted lewd moans: "Ah...ah...my pussy...it's so itchy...I can't stand it! Good husband...my darling big-cocked husband...I beg for mercy...this little slut is...I was wrong...I was wrong...please use your...cock to...stop the itching in my pussy..."

Seeing her like this, even a man of great virtue like Liu Xiahui couldn't remain composed, let alone a passionate man like Da Wu.

Without a word, he bent down, guided his large penis, and thrust it all the way in.

Yelü Yan cried out in pleasure.

Then, without stopping, he began to thrust hard into her pussy.

Yelü Yan had her legs tightly wrapped around Da Wu's waist, her arms around his neck, thrusting her hips vigorously to match his movements.

She moaned and groaned, her voice filled with wanton lewdness.

Their bodies were positioned directly opposite the window, so Huang Rong could clearly see Da Wu's large, dark penis pumping in and out of her vagina. Because the penis was so large, it filled Yelü Yan's vagina completely, and when it withdrew, Huang Rong could even see the pink flesh of her vagina being pulled out.

The thrusting must have brought Yelü Yan immense pleasure; Huang Rong could clearly see the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina, soaking their joined bodies, with some running down her thighs to the ground.

The lubrication from the fluid created a series of slapping sounds as their bodies collided, filling the air with the distinctive scent of vaginal fluid.

The sight before her eyes nearly made Huang Rong explode. As she watched the two men make love, her own lust reached unprecedented levels.

It felt as if a million ants were crawling inside her, almost driving her to the brink of collapse.

The burning desire and the unbearable discomfort of sitting on pins and needles made her involuntarily imitate Yelü Yan's actions, reaching for her vulva.

Huang Rong had been deeply influenced by traditional etiquette since childhood, and Guo Jing was also a rough man, so even though she was already a mother and over forty, she knew very little about matters of the heart,

let alone how to masturbate.

Therefore, if she hadn't seen Yelü Yan's demonstration, she wouldn't even know how to masturbate.

The moment her finger touched the entrance, she felt a jolt throughout her body, followed by an unprecedented pleasure from her lower body.

Huang Rong's legs went weak, and she almost sat down. "So this is what masturbation feels like," she thought.

After her initial success, she imitated Yelü Yan, massaging her clitoris with her slender fingers. Each time her fingers touched the sensitive clitoris, she felt an electric-like pleasure shooting through her lower body, and her vaginal fluids overflowed.

Huang Rong became increasingly excited, and later she simply inserted another finger into her empty vagina.

Her breathing grew heavier and heavier, and soon, with the effort of both hands, Huang Rong quickly reached her first orgasm.

Her face was filled with extreme ecstasy, and she didn't even notice the thick vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina flowing down her thighs and onto the floor.

When she came to her senses from the ecstasy, she realized that she had been so focused on lust that she had forgotten to control her breathing.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curse herself for being too blinded by lust. If her disciple discovered her shameful state, how could she ever face anyone again?

Anxious as she was, the clever Huang Rong was, after all, a female Zhuge Liang. She quickly calmed down and decided to assess the situation before devising a plan.

"Perhaps they haven't even noticed me peeping!" she thought to herself, trying to reassure herself.

But to confirm this, she had no choice but to raise her head and peer into the room again.

In fact, Huang Rong's worries were valid. The highly skilled Da Wu had already sensed someone outside the bathhouse while she was engrossed in the pleasure of masturbation.

At first, to avoid alerting them, he pretended to be nonchalant and continued to vigorously fuck Yelü Yan.

But at the same time, he used his internal energy to carefully listen to the breathing outside, trying to figure out the other person's intentions.

He initially thought it was a Mongol spy.

So he secretly plotted how to defeat them in one strike, thus avoiding the embarrassment of alerting the entire household and Yelü Yan.

But soon he determined from the breathing that it was a woman outside the window.

And upon closer listening, the breathing belonged to his teacher's wife, Da Wu's goddess: Huang Rong.

Knowing the identity of the person outside the window, a strong impulse surged within Da Wu.

Huang Rong's stunning beauty is known throughout the world, but very few men have ever had the chance to witness her unparalleled beauty.

The brothers Da Wu and Xiao Wu were fortunate enough to serve her for over ten years, and were acutely aware of their master's wife's beauty.

Huang Rong was unaware that she had been the object of their masturbation.

Da Wu often secretly compared his wife to his master's wife, and the more he compared them, the more he felt that Yelü Yan couldn't even compare to Huang Rong's little finger. He frequently fantasized about having sex with his master's wife, often to the point of masturbation.

This time, upon returning home, his lust for his master's wife far surpassed his desire for his wife.

The thought that his goddess was currently peeping at him and his wife from outside the window during their tryst filled Da Wu with an inexplicable urge.

He knew that his master and master's wife rarely saw each other, and that his master's wife, in the prime of her life, was naturally difficult to satisfy.

But he never imagined that his master's wife, who was supposed to be virtuous, would secretly watch her disciples' sexual activity in the middle of the night.

Da Wu secretly resolved to show his master's wife his extraordinary sexual prowess.

So he thrust his penis even more fiercely into Yelü Yan.

Da Wu's remarkable performance relieved Huang Rong's worries about being discovered, and also opened her eyes to a whole new world. "

How can he last so long?" Huang Rong wondered, touching her own vulva.

Guo Jing always finished quickly, never considering her feelings.

This often left Huang Rong feeling extremely uncomfortable and unsatisfied.

But her strong disciple was like a monster with an indestructible penis. They had been at it for almost half an hour, yet Da Wu showed no sign of ejaculating.

They even changed positions frequently, engaging in lewd intercourse in strange positions Huang Rong had never heard of before.

Huang Rong felt she was about to reach her limit of stimulation, yet she couldn't bring herself to leave.

Da Wu thought that his master's wife had been standing outside the window for so long without leaving, surely because his performance far exceeded her expectations. A surge of pride welled up within him,

and he fucked even harder. Looking at Yelü Yan, who was riding him, moving up and down, his face suddenly transformed into the beautiful face of his master's wife, whom he had longed for day and night. Gradually, he felt that the person riding him was his master's wife. He vaguely saw his master's wife's flowing hair, her flushed face revealing immense satisfaction. Huang Rong stared at Da Wu with extremely lewd eyes, her lips parted, laughing wantonly. Her saliva dripped from her mouth onto her large breasts, swaying from side to side and bouncing up and down, dazzling Da Wu's eyes.

All he could hear were his master's wife's wanton moans: "Mmm...oh...I'm a slutty master's wife...I'm a little slutty master's wife...I need to be fucked...fuck me harder...fuck my little slutty hole to death...ah...oh..."

The intense stimulation made Da Wu feel like he was about to ejaculate.

He took a deep breath, pressed his master's wife, who was riding on him, to the ground, hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, and then thrust his rock-hard penis inside her.

Huang Rong beneath him cried out in satisfaction, "Ah!" Da Wu didn't stop, took another deep breath, and began to fuck Huang Rong hard with his penis. With each thrust, he pulled his penis back to the entrance of her vagina before plunging it in deeply.

So every impact touched Huang Rong's clitoris.

Huang Rong beneath him would also cooperate by thrusting her lower body against his penis, moaning and groaning incessantly.

The two continued their lovemaking for about half a cup of tea's time. Then, Da Wu heard Huang Rong cry out, "My flower core... my flower core is going to be pierced... so good... so good... my little hole is about to burst... harder... kiss my big cock brother..." Da Wu felt Huang Rong's little hole clench tightly. Looking down, he saw her fists clenched, her plump buttocks shaking violently, and her juices flowing out like a spring.

Then he heard her cry out, "I can't take it anymore... I... I've come!" Da Wu immediately felt a warm current rush from Huang Rong's flower core onto his large penis.

He shouted in his heart, "Master's wife!" and felt a ache in his lower back. Thick semen, like a beast unleashed from its cage, shot into Huang Rong's flower core.

After ejaculating, Da Wu collapsed weakly. Only then did he realize that the person lying in his arms was Yelü Yan, not the master's wife he had imagined.

Yelü Yan was flushed all over and was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Da Wu noticed tear stains at the corners of Yelü Yan's eyes, realizing he had been too engrossed in his moment and hadn't considered her well-being.

A pang of guilt struck him.

Just as he was about to say something to comfort her, he heard the breathing outside the window weaken and then cease.

He knew his master's wife was gone.

But he understood that after this incident, she would never again treat him as a disciple.

If he seized the opportunity, he might still have a chance to kiss her, to have his perfect goddess writhe and submit to his desires.

Thinking this, Da Wu felt his manhood stir again. Looking at Yelü Yan, who had just recovered from her climax, he thought: "Later I need to carefully plan how to get my master's wife.

For now, I need to have some fun."

So he gently kissed Yelü Yan, beginning another passionate encounter…

(Huang Rong's Sexual Record, Part Two)

That night, after returning to her room, Huang Rong had no desire to rest.

Although she lay in bed, her mind was filled with images of Da Wu thrusting his thick, long penis into Yelü Yan.

No matter how hard she tried to force herself not to think about Da Wu's muscular body, it was futile.

The scene she had spied on from outside the window was too unforgettable. "

Is sex really that pleasurable?" Huang Rong murmured to herself, recalling Yelü Yan's ecstatic expression.

As she thought about it, she felt herself getting wet again.

Unable to resist, she began to masturbate.

In a hazy, ecstatic state, Huang Rong felt as if she had replaced Yelü Yan, desperately making love with Da Wu on the bathhouse floor. Sometimes Da Wu would penetrate her from behind, sometimes he would have her ride him, and sometimes he would pin her to the ground, thrusting his large, dark red penis into her vagina.

Huang Rong moaned wildly like a wanton woman, responding to Da Wu's movements.

As Huang Rong thought about it, she reached another climax.

That night, she masturbated three times in bed. During her final orgasm, she murmured Da Wu's name...

and Da Wu, hiding outside her window, saw everything clearly...

The next day, Da Wu got up very late, dragging his exhausted body out of bed.

Touching his aching back, he cursed himself for being so foolish.

Not only had he slept with Yelü Yan three times, but he had also secretly gone to Huang Rong's room to spy on her afterward. He had gone to bed very late, so his aching back was understandable.

However, he deeply rejoiced at his decision to spy.

How could he know his master's wife's condition was so serious if he didn't go and see for himself? Seeing his goddess masturbating while calling his name, Da Wu almost couldn't resist rushing into the room to make love to Huang Rong.

But he restrained himself. He knew his master's wife had been influenced by traditional morality since childhood and would never do anything unconventional, no matter how hard she worked.

Besides, she was known as a female strategist, able to see through any conspiracy or trickery.

Therefore, to succeed, he had to be extremely cautious; no plan could work without a flawless one.

Da Wu stared at the water in the washbasin, thinking.

However, he now had many advantages. First, he was in the shadows, while his master's wife was in the open; her every move was under his watchful eye.

Second, his master's wife had been suppressing her desires for so many years; even a woman without breasts couldn't bear that burning lust, let alone a healthy woman like his master's wife.

Moreover, his master and younger brother wouldn't be home for the New Year for at least another month, and he was the only strong man in the house right now. So, as long as he was careful, he could completely make his master's wife his own.

Da Wu seemed to see his beautiful and sexy master's wife moaning desperately as his penis thrust into her.

Thinking of this, Da Wu couldn't help but feel excited, a lewd smile appearing on his handsome face.

Just as he was lost in these thoughts, he heard someone call his name from behind. "Dunru, Dunru!" Yelü Yan said, "Why didn't you answer when I called you? Stop daydreaming, your mistress is calling us to dinner!"

Da Wu finally snapped out of his daze and replied, "Oh, I know.

You go ahead, I'll wash my face and come right away." After Yelü Yan left, Da Wu quickly wiped his face with a damp towel.

Then he dressed neatly and walked towards the main hall.

He kept warning himself that he must not give anything away when he spoke later.

Otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain.

Thinking about this, he walked to the main hall.

He glanced around and found that everyone was already seated at the dining table: Guo Fu and Wanyan Ping sat on the left, Yelü Yan sat on the right, and there was an empty seat next to her, obviously reserved for him.

Da Wu composed himself and looked at the head seat: there sat the peerless Huang Rong, wearing a light yellow long dress and a white top, sitting upright at the table.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, her jet-black hair glossy and beautiful, complementing her slender and graceful figure, her delicate waist, her exquisite neck, and her fair skin. She was captivatingly beautiful, radiant, and like a fairy descended from heaven.

With her in the hall, all the other women around her paled in comparison.

Da Wu suppressed the overwhelming sense of awe that welled up within him, bowed to Huang Rong, and said, "This disciple is late and has not been able to pay respects to Master's wife. I am deeply sorry." Da Wu recited the words he had prepared beforehand, his tone calm, pretending nothing had happened, but he dared not look at Huang Rong again.

Huang Rong hummed in agreement, saying in a calm yet pleasant tone, "Dunru, there's no need for such formalities. Please sit down." Da Wu bowed again and said, "Thank you, Master's wife."

Then he quickly walked over and sat down next to Yelü Yan.

The whole process was very smooth, without the slightest awkwardness.

While trying to hide his discomfort, Da Wu couldn't help but admire Huang Rong's acting skills; there was absolutely no trace of unease on her face.

His master's wife was so warm and welcoming, as if they had never met before. Da Wu relaxed and began to chat with everyone.

The atmosphere at the table immediately became lively under their influence. The women listened to his explanation of the recruitment situation and breathed a sigh of relief for the manpower crisis in Xiangyang.

But when they heard that their husbands wouldn't be back for more than a month, they couldn't help but feel endless sorrow.

Fortunately, Guo Fu and Da Wu had grown up together since childhood, and Wanyan Ping was also... They were all family, and everyone knew each other well.

So the women quickly started teasing him and Yelü Yan, making them both quite embarrassed.

Yelü Yan was genuinely shy, while Da Wu, knowing Huang Rong was observing, deliberately acted like a silly boy, grinning sheepishly.

There was a lot of laughter and chatter during the meal, but Da Wu found it quite tiring.

After the meal, Huang Rong asked Da Wu to stay.

The women assumed she had something to discuss with him, so they all discreetly left.

Da Wu, however, had a vague feeling that things weren't so simple.

As expected, Huang Rong immediately asked him, "Dunru, when you came in, you were acting suspiciously, avoiding eye contact with me. Did you do something wrong?" Da Wu thought to himself, "This pretty Huang Rong is indeed shrewd. She pretended nothing was wrong at the dinner table, but she was actually worried that I had discovered her spying. So she simply used the tactic of turning the tables to trick me into talking.

If I hadn't prepared beforehand, I might have fallen for her trick.

" So he decided to play along and said what he had prepared the night before: "Oh, Master's wife, I thought I could keep it from you, but I didn't expect Master to tell you anyway." As he spoke, he observed Huang Rong's expression. He saw that when she heard the first part of his words, her face darkened, but when she heard his later words, she looked completely bewildered.

Da Wu couldn't help but smile inwardly. Without waiting for Huang Rong to speak, he pretended to be pitiful and said, "Master's wife, last month, I almost missed a military mission because of drinking too much. Master scolded me severely and said that if I didn't change, he would tell you so that you could punish me. Actually, Master sent me back this time not only to help you handle the affairs in the city, but also so that you could discipline me properly.

But Master's wife!" "Disciple, I truly know my mistake. I swear I will never drink again. Please, sir, don't let me upset you." Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's doubts vanished; she realized she had wronged Dunru.

In truth, Da Wu's lie was brilliant. It was true that drinking could sometimes lead to trouble, but Guo Jing had never mentioned telling Huang Rong, nor did he intend for her to discipline him when he sent him back.

Da Wu knew Huang Rong would be too embarrassed to use this to contradict her master, and besides, Huang Rong was indeed more skilled at disciplining her disciples than Guo Jing.

Therefore, Huang Rong had been the one educating her disciples from childhood.

Having followed Huang Rong for over ten years, Da Wu understood her thoughts perfectly. He knew perfectly well that he had always been an honest and obedient child in his master's wife's eyes, so Huang Rong would never doubt his sincere expression.

But if these words had come from Yang Guo, Huang Rong would never have believed them.

Sometimes, being too clever and confident can lead to being deceived by very clumsy things.

Huang Rong mentally reconsidered Da Wu's words and felt that there was generally nothing wrong with them.

Looking at Da Wu's expression, he didn't seem to be lying, so she couldn't help but feel apologetic for wrongly accusing her disciple. She

also thought about how Da Wu would act in a hurry... He couldn't help but chuckle as she kept saying "You old man, you old man."

Looking at his beautiful teacher's wife, whose eyes sparkled and whose teeth gleamed, Da Wu felt that her sudden smile contained a myriad of charms—the allure of a mature woman, and the shyness of a young girl in love.

It was like gentle spring rain, yet also like the warmth of a summer's day.

The breathtaking beauty left him momentarily stunned.

When he came to his senses and realized Huang Rong was still lost in thought, he breathed a sigh of relief. Inwardly,

however, he cursed himself for being too lenient and almost ruining the whole thing.

He quickly thought of something and feigned embarrassment, looking at the pretty Huang Rong. Huang

Rong, after laughing, realized her disciple was still in front of her; how could she be so out of line?

She immediately suppressed her smile and looked at Da Wu. She saw more embarrassment in his eyes than lust, and felt a sense of relief, yet also a vague feeling of loss.

Lost in thought, she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Da Wu, seemingly oblivious to her feelings, spoke again: "Master's wife, I'm clumsy with words; please forgive me if I offend you.

" Huang Rong shook her head and said, "Dunru, I treat you like family. If you're always so polite, it's too formal." She paused, then added, "I know you're fond of drinking.

Alcohol is fine, but drinking to the point of neglecting your duties is unacceptable. Therefore, you must never drink when on duty again. Remember this."

"Of course, you're all grown up now, and your master and I won't hold a grudge about this forever. It's good that you can change. As for today's incident, I won't mention it to Xiao Yan and the others; let's just pretend it never happened." Huang Rong truly lived up to her reputation as a female Zhuge Liang. Her words, seemingly a reprimand to Da Wu, were actually a way for her to save face.

She neither denied that Guo Jing had told her about Da Wu's mistake, nor did she deny that Da Wu would tell anyone else. It was brilliant.

Da Wu inwardly applauded Huang Rong's words, but outwardly feigned gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Master's Wife. I will definitely not repeat the mistake.

" After a pause, he added, "Actually, even if Master's Wife hadn't brought this up today, I had other things to discuss with her." "Oh? What is it? Tell me!" Huang Rong said kindly, looking at Da Wu.

Da Wu stared at Huang Rong with a determined gaze and said, "Master's Wife, I want to move to the city defense office tonight." "Disciple, I am foolish and cannot help you with important matters, but fortunately, I am quite clever, so I can handle the security of the city." Huang Rong was deeply moved after hearing his words and said, "Good disciple, you have worked so hard with your master outside for so long. Now that you're finally home, you should spend more time with Xiao Yan." At this point, she couldn't help but think of the scene at the bathhouse last night. Looking at Da Wu standing in front of her now, and thinking of his frighteningly large member, her face flushed red, and she forgot what she was going to say next.

Seeing Huang Rong's sudden blush, Da Wu immediately understood the reason.

But on the surface, he remained calm and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master's wife, but please forgive me for not being able to accept it.

Although there is no war now, there are still many spies in the city. If they take advantage of the New Year to cause trouble, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Moreover, the city is full of people and many tricks; it's hard to guarantee that someone won't try to take advantage of the chaos.

Therefore, the period around the New Year is precisely the time when we should strengthen our defenses." "

As the only male in the household, it is my duty to accept this request, so I humbly request that my master grant it.

As for Xiao Yan, I believe that if I explain the greater good to her, she won't try to keep me based on personal feelings." Huang Rong looked at Da Wu's resolute expression and felt deeply gratified to have such a sensible disciple.

Although his reasoning was somewhat far-fetched, his pure heart was admirable.

Besides, his idea wasn't unreasonable, so she immediately decided to grant his request.

Remembering the implications of his last words about personal feelings, Huang Rong blushed again.

But she quickly calmed down and said to Da Wu, "Dunru, it's rare to see such sincerity from you, so I won't stop you.

City defense is important, but you don't need to suffer too much. You can still come home to see Xiaoyan often; she misses you very much.

" After saying this last sentence, Huang Rong blushed again.

Da Wu saw Huang Rong's expression and was secretly pleased.

He said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master's Wife. I'll go prepare now." He then bid farewell to Huang Rong and returned to his room.

Huang Rong watched his departing figure, feeling a pang of reluctance.

Thinking of his manly expression when he spoke, she was momentarily captivated. She thought: I always thought of Dunru as a child, but I never imagined he was already such a man.

After leaving the hall, Da Wu couldn't help but smile smugly.

The first step of his plan had succeeded.

Once he moved out, he wouldn't have to deal with his wife's desires for a while, and he could concentrate on getting his master's wife.

He had personally renovated the Guo mansion, so he knew every single thing about it. It would be incredibly easy for him to sneak into the mansion from the outside, and even his master

wouldn't be able to find him. What's even more amazing is that there are secret rooms left by the previous owners in his master's wife's bedroom and bathhouse, so even if he lived in them, no one would find out.

Thinking that he would soon succeed, Da Wu became excited. He remembered how charming and shy his master's wife had been when she spoke to him earlier, and Da Wu suddenly felt his big penis throbbing painfully.

He thought about quickly going back to his room to relieve his lust with his wife, so he quickened his pace towards his own courtyard...

Huang Rong's Sexual Record (Part 3)

That afternoon, Da Wu moved out. Although Yelü Yan was unwilling, she couldn't resist her husband's righteous words. After making love with Da Wu several times, she still reluctantly saw him off.

Huang Rong was also very reluctant to see Da Wu leave, but she was too embarrassed to ask him to stay, so she forced a smile

and saw him off. For the first few days after Da Wu moved out, he did indeed focus on the city's defenses. Firstly, he didn't want to rush into infiltrating the Guo residence before he had a firm foothold, and secondly, he needed to make a good impression on his master's wife.

So, nothing unexpected happened for several days.

Da Wu was, after all, Huang Rong's top disciple, and in just five days, he had the city's defenses in perfect order. His subordinates greatly admired this new city defense officer, and Huang Rong often heard about Da Wu's abilities from her servants, and she looked at him with new respect. At night, she thought more about her disciple in bed, and masturbated more frequently.

Da Wu, certain that he had secured his position and that future defense duties were merely formalities, decided to officially begin his next move.

That night, after darkness fell, he quietly sneaked into a dilapidated house behind the Guo residence. That house actually contained a tunnel leading to the Guo residence.

Years ago, while renovating the Guo family mansion, he discovered this secret and immediately ordered that a small street behind the mansion be incorporated into the estate, ostensibly for defense. His real intention, however, was that if his master and mistress were ever in danger, he could lead them to escape through the secret passage. Knowing Guo Jing's upright character, he knew Guo Jing would never agree to his idea, so he used defense as a pretext to persuade his master. In a way, this was Da Wu's way of showing filial piety towards his master and mistress.

Little did he expect that this path would later become a route for the rape of his master's wife; truly, life is unpredictable.

Although Guo Jing and Huang Rong disliked the indiscriminate occupation of civilian residences, firstly, the street had long been uninhabited, and

secondly, the dilapidated houses close to the courtyard walls were indeed a potential hazard.

Therefore, after discussing it, they decided that since it didn't harm the people, incorporating the street wouldn't be a problem.

Huang Rong had long intended to demolish the dilapidated houses and rebuild the street,

but with the constant fighting in Xiangyang, she had no time to attend to this matter.

Secondly, rebuilding this street would be a huge financial and labor-intensive undertaking, and she knew Guo Jing would never agree to it, so the dilapidated houses on this street survived.

More than ten years have passed, and these dilapidated houses have accompanied the Guo family through thick and thin. Now, if someone were to suggest demolishing them again, the people in the Guo family would truly be reluctant.

Returning to the main point, after confirming that no one had discovered his actions, Da Wu used his prized Turtle Breathing Technique to sneak into the tunnel.

Da Wu's mastery of the Turtle Breathing Technique was extremely high, even surpassing Huang Rong's.

Ironically, he had initially practiced this technique so that one day he could infiltrate the enemy camp at night to help his master.

Unexpectedly, he was now using it to infiltrate his own home at night.

After carefully sneaking into the tunnel, he followed his memory to the tunnel leading to Huang Rong's bedroom.

In no time, he arrived at the secret room behind Huang Rong's bedroom.

This secret room was ingeniously designed; the entire space of the secret room was buried underground against the wall outside the bedroom, connected to a diagonal wall of the hut by only a narrow passage about one person's height.

Its soundproofing was exceptionally good; even tapping the exit wouldn't produce a hollow sound.

This is why Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who had lived there for many years, never discovered this secret.

Da Wu tiptoed up the small passageway connecting to the bedroom, then cautiously peered into the room through a hidden hole in the wall, simultaneously using his Turtle Breathing Technique to avoid being discovered by his master's wife.

He saw his master's wife sitting in the room, staring intently at a map on the table, deep in thought.

Da Wu knew his master's wife was again worrying about how to defend against the Mongols. While feeling a surge of emotion, he noticed that her slightly furrowed brows and focused expression were undeniably alluring.

He felt his manhood stirring.

But he forced himself to remain calm, afraid that his breathing would disturb his master's wife's view, so he tried his best to suppress his desire and let his Turtle Breathing Technique work.

After studying the map for over an hour, Huang Rong, seeing that it was getting late, got up to stretch, then took out a change of clothes to prepare for a bath.

Da Wu, who had been bored to death, became excited again after seeing his master's wife's actions and knew a good show was about to begin.

After his master's wife left, he quickly ran towards the tunnel leading to the bathhouse.

When he reached the secret room separated from the bathhouse by a wall, he couldn't wait to open the peephole hidden under the oil lamp holder in the wall and look inside.

What he saw almost made his soul fly away. Huang Rong was only wearing a light red bodice and a cute little pair of trousers.

The bodice was so thin that his beautiful master's wife was almost half-naked.

Da Wu swallowed hard and then greedily looked at the rare sight of her snow-white skin: her bare white shoulders, her flat stomach smoother than that of a woman who had never given birth, and her slender waist so thin that it could be encircled by one hand.

In the dim light, Huang Rong's glistening breasts were almost half-naked, her large, high breasts pressing tightly against her thin bodice, as if about to burst out. Da Wu could even see her nipples protruding.

The sight before him made him exclaim: "My master's wife's body is more beautiful than a virgin's! The whiteness and delicacy of her skin rivals that of young beauties in their prime, and the mature woman's allure she exudes is something those young women can never match." Lost

in thought, he saw Huang Rong reach out and untie the two red strings tied at the back of her bodice, slowly pulling it off. "

Finally!" Da Wu thought excitedly.

Huang Rong's two high and full breasts were freed from the constriction of her bodice, and the pair of snow-white breasts that Da Wu had been dreaming of finally appeared before his eyes.

He felt a dizziness and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Like someone who hadn't eaten for days and suddenly saw a sumptuous feast, he stared intently at the two snow-white mounds before him, his eyes gleaming with lust.

Huang Rong's pair of proud and firm hemispherical breasts trembled up and down with her movements, like two water-filled balls being bounced up and down, making Da Wu feel like he was about to ejaculate on the spot.

Huang Rong's breasts were not only very elastic, but what was most remarkable was that although she was over forty years old, her snow-white breasts showed no signs of sagging. "

My master's wife is indeed a martial artist," Da Wu thought. "If it were an ordinary woman her age, her breasts would be like two leather bags hanging on her chest."

Composing himself, he saw again at the center of her jade-like breasts, where a pair of delicate, pink nipples stood erect, surrounded by a ring of perfectly sized, pale pink areolas, a sight that stirred his heart with affection.

Da Wu felt a strange unease: why, after so many years of marriage, did his master's wife's nipples still retain the color of a virgin's? Though puzzled, he couldn't help but secretly feel pleased with himself for having such a sight to behold.

Then, he saw Huang Rong gently bend down and remove her lower garments, finally removing her last bit of covering, standing naked before Da Wu.

What a beautiful body! Da Wu exclaimed in genuine admiration: Huang Rong's waterfall-like hair was jet black and glossy, cascading from her head to her lower back; her skin was as white as snow in the dead of winter, and her two firm, large breasts were adorned with two small pink cherries; her abdomen was smoother than a calm lake, and her tiny navel was a delicate embellishment on her fair skin, breathtakingly beautiful; her full mons pubis was slightly raised, and the mysterious valley, heavily concealed by dark pubic hair, stirred the imagination; her long, slender legs, even more delicate than pure jade, were extremely shapely, and her small, exquisite feet were simply a miracle of creation.

Da Wu was completely mesmerized.

After Huang Rong undressed, she picked up a wooden basin filled with warm water from the ground and poured it over herself. The waterfall-like water flowed down her beautiful long hair, over her captivating body, and all the way to her feet.

Her fair skin shimmered slightly under the water droplets, her large breasts appeared even more prominent in the splashing water, and her dark triangle looked even more mysterious and alluring in the warm water.

After wetting her body, Huang Rong began to rub her entire body with her slender right hand. Her slender fingers roamed over her skin, sometimes kneading her breasts, sometimes lingering between her thighs.

Huang Rong's skin gradually flushed under the caresses of her hands.

Gradually, her face turned red, the pressure of her kneading increased, and her breathing became rough.

Seeing this, Da Wu immediately felt his large penis become rock hard. Finally, he couldn't resist and gently pulled it out of his pants, beginning to stroke his monstrous member.

Huang Rong, in the bathhouse, probably couldn't resist the temptation of lust any longer. She simply put down the wooden basin she was carrying, sat on a small stool, and began to masturbate.

She massaged her alluring vulva with one hand, while her other hand kneaded her large breasts. Her wet, cherry-sized mouth was slightly open, occasionally emitting wanton moans.

This sight opened the eyes of Da Wu, who was hiding in the secret room. Watching Huang Rong's lewd performance, Da Wu couldn't reconcile this wanton body with the virtuous and restrained master's wife he knew. "

I never expected my master's wife to be so bold!" he thought to himself.

Despite his surprise, the sight of spring before him did indeed excite Da Wu like never before. He felt as if his manhood was about to explode, so he secretly increased the pressure and began to stroke his large penis rapidly.

Under the onslaught of her hands, Huang Rong also became aroused. Her left hand began to vigorously squeeze her two large breasts, but unfortunately, her breasts were too large, and her delicate hand could not even control a quarter of the orbs.

Seeing the breasts deform under her left hand's kneading, Da Wu's eyes immediately blazed with lust. He gripped his penis even tighter, his large member beginning to tingle from the intense stimulation. He knew he had reached the crucial moment.

Looking at Huang Rong, she was in no better shape. Her right middle finger was now deeply inserted into her gushing vagina, and she began to thrust.

Gradually, her finger movements became faster, her left hand kneading her breasts with increasing force, and her moans grew louder: "...Oh...oh...woo...woo...oh...oh...Dunru...Dunru...harder...harder..."

Da Wu had reached his limit. The moment he heard his master's wife call out his name amidst her moans, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He shouted in his heart, "Master's wife, I'm coming!" Then, milky white semen shot out from his penis.

Huang Rong also reached her climax. She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes closed, and let out a low moan, "So good...so good..."

Then her whole body tensed, and spurts of vaginal fluid shot out from her vagina.

After nine spurts, her body went limp, and she collapsed weakly to the ground.

Her face was flushed, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, but her beautiful eyes remained closed, her body still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

It took Huang Rong a long time to recover from her sweet climax.

Thinking of her lewd behavior, her pretty face flushed, but the intoxicating pleasure of the orgasm was unforgettable. Yet, she was also

troubled by her increasing indulgence in carnal desires.

What made Huang Rong feel most guilty was that she had actually used her disciple as an object of masturbation, something shameful according to propriety.

But it was precisely this illicit act that gave her unprecedented, immense physical pleasure.

Thinking of Da Wu, Huang Rong couldn't help but miss her obedient disciple. "I wonder if that silly boy Dunru is doing alright out there?" she muttered to herself. A thought struck her, and she added, "I've wanted to see him for a long time. Tomorrow, then.

It's only natural for a master to care for his disciple.

" She made up her mind, and the thought of seeing him tomorrow made her inexplicably nervous.

She recalled the scene she'd witnessed outside the bathhouse that day; Da Wu's thick, dark red penis seemed to appear before her eyes again.

Huang Rong's heart pounded, and she felt herself getting wet again.

"No, I can't masturbate anymore," she shook her head and said.

She quickly filled the bathtub with water, added perfume, and sat down to soak.

However, Huang Rong didn't realize that Da Wu, hiding in the secret room, had overheard her words. Knowing that Huang Rong was coming to see him the next day, a new idea immediately formed in his mind.

Looking at Huang Rong sitting in the bathtub, he knew the show was over for tonight. He quietly retreated into the secret passage and headed towards the exit, lewdly thinking, "Master's wife, I'll give you a good show tomorrow."

He could almost smell the scent of success.

Soon, he told himself he'd get his master's wife soon.

Thinking this, he felt a stirring in his lower body.

"Damn it," he cursed, "I can't relieve myself with my wife this time. Oh well, I'll save it for my master's wife!"

He finished speaking with another lewd laugh, and then his tall figure gradually disappeared into the vast darkness of the night…

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