[Fantasy] Hang Kun (Complete) - 13-15

Part Two: The Season of Lewdness, Chapter 2: The Imperial Concubine Who Was Being Disciplined Wanted to Cuckold Her Emperor Husband, What Should She Do?

The young woman called out "Master" again in a sweet voice, but put on an angry expression.

Fang Fei quickly comforted her, "I'm sorry, I completely forgot that Sister Zhu is a virgin, I really deserve a beating. I've never seen a virgin before, Sister Zhu, please let me broaden my horizons."

His penis was still in Wen Zenan's mouth, but his hands began to undress the young woman.

Although Fang Fei was Yan Yuechen's nominal nephew, he had met him twice, but they weren't close. He only had a vague impression of his princess wife. Li Xiuxin's younger sister, on the other hand, was the opposite of her, appearing kind and amiable. He remembered that when he visited this "second aunt" last year for the New Year, she knew he wasn't in good health and gave him a century-old ginseng. Of course, he didn't get to eat the ginseng; when he went back to show it to his sister, it was confiscated, and he didn't know what kind of medicine it was later made into.

Unable to find any memories of Yan Yuechen, he searched through fragments of his second uncle's memories in Xu Liu's recollections. He suddenly realized that this second uncle wasn't as virtuous as he seemed; on the contrary, he was a master of torturing women. Every time he came, he would torture Chu Xiaoning terribly. He casually remarked, "This ugly prince consort seems to have rather heavy tastes."

Seeing that Wen Zenan's ears were plugged, and that it wouldn't hurt to discuss some secrets with Fang Fei, Nu Zhu sighed in a coquettish voice, "Ah, Master, as the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. This is absolutely true of Yan Yuechen. Others only know that he married a princess, but who knows that he abandoned Xiaoning here to marry her? You could say he's fickle, but why does he always call Xiaoning over and torture her until she's neither human nor ghost, it's really... really..."

Her last sentence was cut off by Fang Fei, who kissed her lips while his hand reached towards her secret forest.

Meanwhile, in Chu Xiaoning's training room, the door was also tightly closed.

A hideously ugly man knelt on the ground; this was Yan Yuechen, the consort of the Second Princess. A beautiful woman gripped the back of his head, seemingly kissing his neck.

Both were naked, appearing to be an intimate couple. But upon closer inspection, a horrifying sight would be the two long canine teeth protruding from the woman's delicate cherry-like mouth, embedded in the man's neck veins. Liquid, of course, flowed faintly from those white teeth—blood.

She was sucking blood!

Was she a vampire?

Every grandmother tells children this story: never go out at night, or you'll encounter a vampire. The vampire will bite your neck and drain all your blood. The next morning, people will find your corpse—a mummified body, without any wounds, only a single tooth mark on your neck.

This isn't a grandmother's lie to scare children; it's the truth.

The mere mention of vampires makes everyone grit their teeth. Humans have fought these evil creatures for millennia, yet still have no way to defeat them. Legend has it that they can hide among people, reproducing in a bizarre way, perpetuating terrifying legends generation after generation. Each appearance brings death and terror.

A lonely old widow in a village corner, an innocent child from next door, even a righteous priest who worships the Goddess of Light could unknowingly become a vampire.

A moment later, the beautiful woman seemed to have had her fill, releasing her grip and casually lying on the ground.

Yan Yuechen looked weary, but his eyes gleamed with an unusual light. He touched his neck; the two deep-set teeth marks on it had healed rapidly, disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been bitten. Once his wounds healed, he immediately rolled over and pinned the beautiful woman on the ground, inserting four fingers into her vagina. His other hand gripped his shrunken member, and he chuckled helplessly, "Becoming a vampire is great, I have inexhaustible energy, but this part of me has completely shriveled up. Xiao Ning, is there really no way to fix this?"

Chu Xiao Ning lazily replied, "When you heard the call of my blood, you were already dead. As my descendants, your bodies will function exactly like mine after becoming vampires. And I don't have a penis, so your dead bodies won't even recognize it. Even if you still have it attached, it's useless. This thing no longer belongs to your body; it's just a lump of dead flesh. What can you do?"

Yan Yuechen suddenly thrust his hand, which was inside her vagina, deeper, with a soft "plop," and his entire hand disappeared into her vagina. The movement was so effortless, as if he were inserting a block of tofu, not a vagina.

Just after inserting his hand, he sighed and said, "You know, we've been married for two years, and she's still a virgin. She loves children and wants to have one. Tell me, how can I get her pregnant?"

A hand was inserted into Chu Xiaoning's vagina, but she seemed oblivious, still saying calmly, "Bring her here, have her entertain clients, and she'll get pregnant quickly."

Yan Yuechen let the hand move in and out of her vagina, saying, "That won't work. Huixin is a very good girl, and I've realized I've fallen for her. When I'm with her, I even forget about you. She's the best girl in the world, and I want her to be happy."

"Clap, clap, clap."

Chu Xiaoning clapped her hands. "The poignant love story between a vampire and a human, so touching."

Yan Yuechen pulled out a large amount of vaginal fluid from her vagina and patiently said, "I'm serious. Tell me, how can I get her to have a child?"

"Borrow a seed,"

Chu Xiaoning said nonchalantly.

The two fell silent, only the soft smacking sound of Yan Yuechen's hand moving through her vagina could be heard.

After a long silence, Yan Yuechen said, "That's one way too. After the child is born, I will raise him as my own flesh and blood. In the future, I will make him the emperor of Tang. But who to borrow sperm from is a problem. Do you have any good bloodlines to recommend?"

"The owner here is quite good; he's my grandson,"

Chu Xiaoning replied. "You know what? This place has changed owners. The only little guy who could give me even a little bit of pleasure died. Oh, from a human perspective, he's already an old guy. The new owner is my grandson, and he seems to not want anyone to know about this."

"Your grandson?"

Yan Yuechen was quite incredulous, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "You're probably over ten thousand years old. Can you count the men you've slept with? If you could give birth, you'd probably have given birth to an entire nation by now,"

Chu Xiaoning said. "I'm also very curious; I can't understand why I got pregnant by someone else. To be honest, it really took me a lot of effort to determine who the father of the child was."

"You found the father of the child later?"

Yan Yuechen still looked incredulous.

"Found it. To avoid making a mistake, I did an experiment. I only let him fuck me for a long time, and sure enough, my belly got bigger again." "

And then?"

Yan Yuechen asked.

"Then I dissected that man to see why he could get my belly bigger."

"You found the reason?"

"No. What a pity. If I had known that man would die so easily, I would have had more children to play with before dissecting him."

Saying she wanted to have more children, Chu Xiaoning spread her legs even wider.

"Who was that man?"

"Who that man was is no longer important, because he's already dead. But if you want to borrow sperm now, you can find my grandson. I think he's quite good with women; getting your wife pregnant shouldn't be a problem. His name is Fang Fei, and I think he's your nephew?"

"Fang Fei? My nephew?"

Yan Yuechen racked his brains, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Fang Yuanying is your son? Fang Yuanhong and Fang Youjuan are also your children?"

Chu Xiaoning shook her head and said, "I only gave birth to a boy and a girl. The other little boy was born to that man and his wife; he has nothing to do with me."

Yan Yuechen was still unable to calm his astonishment. After a long while, he pinched Chu Xiaoning's nipple and said, "Speaking of which, your good son Fang Yuanying seems to be getting restless. In my opinion, he won't be a match for the old man; it won't be long before he's beheaded. Don't you care about him?" "What?"

Chu Xiaoning said nonchalantly, "What does his life or death have to do with me? I haven't cared about him since he was born. You should know that fragile humans will die sooner or later. Their lives are so short, what difference does it make if they die a few years earlier or a few years later? You are my true children, though you are dead, you have gained eternal life."

She reached out and stroked his chest, "The only ones I care about are you good-for-nothings. I want to remind you, being the emperor of humans is not so easy, don't play with fire and get burned."

"You're overthinking it, he had no other choice."

Yan Yuechen plucked a lock of Chu Xiaoning's pubic hair with a smug look.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Seeing his expression, Chu Xiaoning stopped trying to persuade him and instead said, "I said, your arms are too thin, let me have one that's more satisfying."

"You always have such heavy tastes. How thick do you want? How about that lecherous tiger's?"

Yan Yuechen said helplessly.

He put on a pair of shorts, opened the door, and shouted, "Old Chen, bring that lecherous tiger here!"

A tiger, more than half a man's height, was brought over. It was fat and strong, and even more terrifying was that its penis was thicker than an arm. It roared and pressed Chu Xiaoning's petite body down, seemingly not for the first time.

Chu Xiaoning rolled over, her small, white buttocks arching against the tiger's belly. The tiger roared, its ferocious penis extending more than a foot and roughly thrusting into the narrow crevice between the beauty's legs. Chu Xiaoning screamed, her entire body covered by the tiger's massive body.

Yan Yuechen could only see her hair floating outside, so he grabbed it and pulled hard, asking, "Is it comfortable?" In

another room, Fang Fei was asking the same question. He pulled his fingers out of Wen Zenan's tender orifice and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Wen Zenan's blindfold had been removed, and his body was covered in bruises from Fang Fei's beating. She looked at Fang Fei with hazy eyes and gasped, "It feels so good. Your technique is amazing. It's a pity I have to go back to prepare for the martial arts competition. After the competition, you have to train me properly and let me have my fill."

Fang Fei pressed his large penis against her entrance and teased, "Since you like me so much, let me fuck you."

Wen Zenan quickly grabbed his penis and shook her head, "No, my first time is for my dad. I have to let him take my virginity. If you want to fuck me, I promise I'll let you fuck me once in the future."

"You really want your dad to fuck you that much?"

Fang Fei asked curiously.

"Of course! My dad is the most powerful man in the world. I've fantasized about being fucked by him since I was little. Unfortunately, I don't dare confess to him because he'd definitely kill me if he found out. Hey, my cute little master, are you familiar with my dad? Next time my dad comes to play with his female dog, could you cover my face and send me to him to fuck? As long as you fulfill my wish, you can do whatever you want with me."

Wen Zenan said, rubbing against him.

Taking her to be fucked by his father—if they were discovered, the Duke of Huguo would be furious, and Xiaoxiang Pavilion would be in trouble. Fang Fei certainly couldn't agree to that.

Seeing that he refused, Wen Zenan rubbed her labia against his glans and said coquettishly, "If you help me, I'll help you too. Look how tender you are, your mother must be very beautiful. Do you want to fuck your mother? If you help me fulfill my wish, I'll help you get your mother, okay?"

Fang Fei slapped her across the face and said irritably, "You're the one who wants to fuck your mother."

But thinking about how Alice was stripped naked by her master yesterday and that he had touched her vagina, he felt a little thirsty.

Wen Zenan felt a surge of satisfaction from the beating and continued lewdly, "I don't have a penis, only a little cunt. I can't fuck my mother, only my father can. But you can fuck your mother, you must really want to fuck her too, so stop pretending. As soon as I said that, your penis got even harder, it almost went into my cunt."

Fang Fei slammed his knee into her lower abdomen, angrily saying, "I'm not as despicable as you."

Wen Zenan gasped, then chuckled foolishly, "What's so despicable about this? Didn't your father and mother do it? Your mother can be fucked by others, why can't you? Don't you want to have no secrets between you and her, to establish the most intimate physical relationship?"

No secrets between him and his beloved slave, to establish the most intimate physical relationship? A fire ignited in Fang Fei's heart.

But then he realized that his beloved slave would definitely not agree, and he couldn't make her angry again. However, he couldn't suppress this thought, which intensified his lust.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Zenan put her arms around his shoulders and provocatively kissed his cheek, then said in a coquettish voice, "Could it be that you and your son don't have a good relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Fei immediately threw her onto the bed. However, Wen Zenan brazenly spread her legs, completely exposing her wet and lustful vulva to Fang Fei. Fang Fei couldn't restrain himself and immediately pounced on her.

"No!"

Wen Zenan realized something was wrong and cried out, hurriedly trying to protect herself. Although she touched his large member, she couldn't grasp it. Fortunately, the penis got stuck at the entrance of her virgin vulva, allowing her to hold it tightly.

Fang Fei only came to his senses when he saw that his penis had been grabbed. He secretly rejoiced that he hadn't taken her virginity yet. He slapped her buttocks and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really fuck you."

After saying that, he took off her collar and let her go home.

Wen Zenan dressed, covering his bruises, and said reluctantly, "Master, after the martial arts competition, I'll be right back. You must come and train me!" Fang Fei saw Wen Zenan off. Returning, he saw Nü Zhu still lying on the bed. He patted her bare buttocks and laughed, "Sister Zhu, don't pretend to be unconscious. I know you've been awake the whole time. Get up and let me fuck you again."

It turned out that Fang Fei had closed the door and then pinned Nü Zhu down on the bed and fucked her wildly. Seeing how vigorous he was, Nü Zhu thought he had taken some kind of drug and was afraid he would hurt himself, so she pretended to faint after her orgasm.

Fang Fei then went to train Wen Zenan again.

At this moment, Nüzhu opened her eyes upon hearing this, and said shyly, "Master, you're too amazing. I haven't been fucked like this in a long time. Please have pity on this servant!"

"I haven't ejaculated yet, Sister Zhu. You always claim to have the best service, but this time it's clearly not up to par. At least let me ejaculate once."

Fang Fei picked up Nüzhu and plunged his huge penis into her body. Nüzhu didn't struggle, only let out a soft moan.

Fang Fei held the jade body in his arms and laughed, "Sister Zhu, your buttocks are small, and your breasts are small, but luckily your waist is slender. No wonder everyone calls you 'Zhu'!"

Nüzhu did indeed have small breasts and a small buttocks. Such a figure would be a flaw on other women, but on her, it made her figure even more alluring. However, upon hearing this, she twisted her slender waist and said coquettishly, "I only have these few flaws, and you still say that!"

Fang Fei happily patted her small buttocks and fucked her even harder until Nüzhu kept begging for mercy before he ejaculated. Then he whispered in the exhausted beauty's ear, "We can rest later. Let's go see my second aunt's husband first."

The two straightened their clothes and knocked on Chu Xiaoning's door. Yan Yuechen opened the door and let them in. They saw that the big tiger was still fucking the delicate beauty.

Fang Fei walked over and patted the tiger, laughing, "You lecherous tiger, looks like you're having fun again." The

tiger growled in agreement.

Fang Fei didn't know that this lecherous tiger was currently having sex with his grandmother.

After seeing Yan Yuechen off, Fang Fei returned to the sixth floor of Xiuyu Tower.

The sixth floor was the owner's private area, even more magnificent than the fifth floor's "Exquisite Beauty Dog Training" area. This floor wasn't much smaller than the fifth, but it only had ten rooms, each a specially designed training room by Xu Liu with considerable effort. These training rooms varied greatly in style: some were romantic and cozy, some bloody and cruel, some ornate and colorful, some simple and ancient. Each room had its own unique style, characteristics, and purpose. It's no exaggeration to say that this was the most professional training place in the world.

The best training place in the world would naturally only train the most beautiful women in the world. Currently, nine of the ten training rooms were empty, with only one occupied.

Fang Fei entered the only occupied training room. This room was located on the north side of Xiuyu Tower; even at noon, with the curtains open, very little light could get in. The room was decorated entirely in shades of gray and black, making it even darker. Xu Liu called this room "Shadow of Death." Just like its name, the room was not only dark, but also decorated with a ghostly atmosphere. The patterns painted on the ceiling, walls, bed, carpet, and even the curtains were extremely eerie, like tattoos from hell, making it feel suffocating.

To Fang Fei's left upon entering was a shelf filled with various training tools. Behind the shelf was a bed, and in the corner was an iron cage. Although the atmosphere was eerie, a closer look revealed luxury everywhere. The walls and bed, the color of congealed blood, were made of rosewood. This wood is harder than iron, and it was used for the coffins of emperors throughout history. The bedding, the color of a shroud, was made of the finest silk in the capital. And the thick, dark gray carpet, as if a dark ritual had just been performed, was woven from the wool of gray alpacas. Alpaca wool is extremely expensive; even the noblewomen of the city wouldn't use it for funeral shrouds, yet here it's used to pave the floor.

And in the very center of this eerily luxurious room hangs a woman. Ten years ago, she was hailed as the most beautiful woman in the Tang Dynasty, and now people prefer to call her the Silent Consort.

She is Consort Lu Xueqin. Perhaps no one has ever seen this consort who has long resided deep within the palace, but her story is more widely known than the deeds of famous ministers and generals of the time. "Born with beauty that could not be concealed, she was chosen to serve the emperor. A single glance, a smile, and all the beauties of the six palaces paled in comparison." From the moment she was made a consort, all the people of the Tang Dynasty remembered her name. Lu Xueqin was indeed very beautiful, and the emperor loved her dearly. Of the three thousand beauties in the harem, all the emperor's favor was bestowed upon her alone. But the world is easily obtained, but a beautiful heart is hard to find. Although the emperor favored her, she deeply resented him, remaining silent and unsmiling for over ten years, forging a legendary tale that has been widely circulated.

Now, the beauty's snow-white skin was even more striking and alluring in the dimly lit room. She was naked, her delicate body bound with ropes, tied into the shape of a small dog, her eyes and ears blindfolded, like a suffering angel. The Imperial Concubine was currently bound in a position called "Wild Dog Offering Its Tail." Of course, no tail was inserted; her snow-white buttocks were simply raised high. Her alluring buttocks seemed to exude a fragrance, making one's mouth water at first sight. Fang Fei had personally bound her in this position last time. After gaining Xu Liu's memories, Fang Fei's skills had greatly improved, and he had deliberately used seven or eight extremely difficult rope-binding techniques when binding her.

Fang Fei, however, had no mood to admire his masterpiece now. Lu Xueqin being sent here for training was a shocking secret; even the higher-ups at Xiaoxiang Pavilion knew little about it. Yet Yan Yuechen had come on the Emperor's orders to inquire about the progress of the Imperial Concubine's training. This man seemed to know an unusually large amount of information, not only about Fang Fei's new boss but also about Xu Liu's death. Fang Fei was greatly surprised and hastily denied it. Xu Liu was a eunuch, while Fang Fei was a normal man. If the emperor knew that a normal man was disciplining his imperial concubine, he would surely behead him. But in the end, he couldn't hide it from Yan Yuechen. "

I'm so stupid, he must be bluffing me!" Only I know Xu Liu is dead. The beautiful dog is unaware of the situation and of course wouldn't tell anyone. Wang Mengjiao was blindfolded and deafened at the time, so she couldn't know either! "Alas, I fell for his trick. I panicked when he tricked me and gave myself away. It's truly hateful."

Fang Fei deduced what had happened and still found it unbelievable. After admitting that he was the boss, he quickly came up with a plan. He used the "Shrinking Yang Technique" his master had taught him, retracting his testicles into his abdomen, claiming that he was a natural eunuch and would never defile the imperial concubine. He said that if Yan Yuechen didn't believe him, he could come and verify it himself. Yan Yuechen, however, grabbed Nü Zhu, forcibly pulled down her pants, spread her long legs, pointed to the messy opening, and asked with a laugh who had ejaculated there. Then he vividly described their intense lovemaking, the details so lifelike that Fang Fei suspected he had been secretly watching.

Caught with such a huge weakness, Fang Fei broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Yan Yuechen claimed he could keep the secret and keep it from the Emperor. He even lewdly said he wouldn't interfere even if Fang Fei took the Imperial Concubine to the duel with the Fuhua Sect. However, he needed to visit the Prince Consort's residence sometime to do something for him, until the Prince Consort was satisfied.

The duel with the Fuhua Sect was indeed of great importance, and Fang Fei didn't know how Yan Yuechen knew about it. Now that the duel was approaching, his second uncle's reminder only increased his anxiety. After seeing Yan Yuechen off, he kept thinking about it.

Xu Liu's Zhehua Sect and another sect called the Fuhua Sect held a duel every fifty years. The origin of this custom stems from a rivalry between the founders of two factions, each believing themselves to be the most powerful and deserving of the best women in the world. They agreed to a duel, each bringing their most prized women. This tradition has persisted to this day.

In this duel, the winner takes all the other's wealth and women, while the loser not only loses everything but also must castrate themselves, forever unable to be a man. With such a high stake, both sides naturally fight tooth and nail for victory. Historically, there have been instances where both sides have sexually assaulted their women to death, turning the bedroom duel into a necrophilia battle. Of course, even in necrophilia, a winner must be determined.

The duel has three aspects: First, the women's natural beauty. If one cannot find a beautiful woman, or if their woman is clearly inferior to the opponent's, then they have already lost half the battle.

Second, the women's skills. Who can better train a woman? If one cannot even train a woman properly, points are deducted. Of course, the most important aspect is the duel itself. The two duelists will engage in a battle of wits in bed to see who can last the longest. During the duel, neither can have sex with their own woman, as this would easily lead to cheating; they must exchange women, and the opponent's woman will go to great lengths to make them surrender.

Fang Fei doesn't want to participate in this duel because the consequences of losing are too great, but he can't refuse. This duel has a long history, always notified by the Dark Forest Society, the Blood Moon Pavilion, and the Brothel Alliance. If no one from the Flower-Plucking Sect participates, the notaries will definitely come knocking. Each of these three notaries is not to be trifled with; it's said that the Dark Forest Society's power is greater than a country, and even the current emperor wouldn't dare offend them. Now that all of Xu Liu's assets have been transferred to Fang Fei's name, even if Fang Fei denies being the successor of the Flower-Plucking Sect, no one will believe him. Therefore, not participating in the duel will certainly have severe consequences; he might even die without knowing how.

Since he has accepted everything from Xu Liu, Fang Fei has no choice but to take Xu Liu's assets to the duel. This included the property deeds of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and several luxury mansions in the suburbs of Beijing, all to be wagered. Of course, this was windfall; losing it was no big deal. However, having already suffered the humiliation of self-castration once, Fang Fei didn't want to do it again. So he had to win.

Which woman to bring to the duel was crucial to winning. Xu Liu's plan was to bring that elven hound. The Elven Queen's beauty was unparalleled, and she would definitely overwhelm her opponent. In terms of skill, after so many years of training, she could be considered the best female hound in the world. But the moment Fang Fei saw her face, which was exactly like Alice's, he immediately fell madly in love. He wouldn't even sleep with her himself, so how could he bear to bring her to the duel?

Another option is Chu Xiaoning. A beauty like Chu Xiaoning, with her stunning looks, is extremely rare, truly one in a million. Furthermore, her skills are comprehensive; by any standard, she is top-tier. However, while such beauty is rare and unattainable for ordinary people, it's not so rare for a successor of the Fuhua Sect. As the sworn enemy of the Zhehua Sect, his opponent's skills are certainly comparable to Xu Liu's. Bringing a beautiful woman is perfectly normal. This duel is extraordinary; if his opponent brings a woman of unparalleled beauty, Fang Fei will be half-defeated before the duel even begins, a loss he absolutely cannot afford.

What kind of woman will his opponent bring? Could she be a woman of unparalleled beauty? Fang Fei pondered quietly. A woman of unparalleled beauty is a rare gem, yet the Tang Kingdom seems to have been blessed by heaven, possessing as many as nine such beauties. Of the three older generation members, Lu Xueqin was taken into the palace by the emperor at a young age and made a concubine; she is now hanging here. Li Xiuxin married his father and is his nominal mother. Ge Wanjun did not marry and vowed to dedicate her life to the Goddess of Light. It is said that she is now not only a priest but also the leader of the church's knightly order. None of these three women could possibly become the current successors of the Fuhua Sect.

As for the younger generation of beauties in Tang Kingdom, there are six stunning beauties, including the elder sister Fang Yu and the five little beauties. Among them, could any one of them fall into the hands of the rival? It's impossible for the elder sister Fang Yu, and of course, it's impossible for the eldest sister Feng Yaoxian. Cousin Qin Qingqing is always clinging to Long Aotian, so it's even less likely. Wang Mengjiao ran away with Lin Feng and is probably living with the eldest sister now. That leaves only Su Zipei and Bei Baoshu. These two are daughters of noble families, rarely seen by ordinary people. Would women from noble families fall into that person's hands?

Fang Fei hesitated for a long time before shaking his head, because such reasoning was meaningless. He had no idea who the current successor of the Fuhua Sect was. That person was likely not from Tang, but from Ming, Zhou, or Xia, or even an elf or orc. Therefore, such a guess was incorrect. It wouldn't be surprising to see beauties from Ming or Zhou, or beautiful elves or orcs, during the duel. What basis was there to conclude that the opponent wouldn't bring a stunning beauty?

After much deliberation, Fang Fei decided to follow Yan Yuechen's advice and bring Lu Xueqin. Lu Xueqin was a beauty of unparalleled grace; unless the opponent also brought a peerless beauty, he would already have a 50/50 advantage before the duel even began. Technically speaking, she had been trained by Xu Liu for three months and had already grasped the basics. With further hard work, she would be presentable during the duel.

Even better, the duel date fell within the training period required by the Emperor, and the Imperial Concubine would still be there, allowing him to bring her along at his leisure. This duel was also highly secretive, ensuring the Emperor's knowledge. The Imperial Concubine was now at his mercy, to be treated as he pleased. Even if she returned to the palace, how could a woman like her reveal this? She could only swallow this bitter pill. The only problem was that he absolutely could not lose, otherwise, not only would he lose his penis, but he would also lose a woman, and he would have no way to explain it to the Emperor.

Of course, he couldn't lose. Fang Fei stroked his penis, thinking to himself that in order to avoid castration, he had even raped his master. He had just tasted the wonderful pleasure of fucking a woman, so how could he lose in this duel? He was determined to use the remaining time to fully master the flower-picking techniques and other secret methods that Xu Liu knew, and win this duel. His first priority was to hone his skills, and both publicly and privately, he had to train the Imperial Concubine well.

Having made up his mind, Fang Fei looked at the stunning beauty before him, his eyes filled with greed. No trainer could resist training such a beautiful woman. Lu Xueqin's skin was so tender it seemed like it could be pinched to release water; Fang Fei had only ever seen such fair and smooth skin on Li Xiuxin and Yun'er. Alice's skin, though fair, didn't appear as moist as this, as if it could drip water at any moment. Fang Fei thought to himself that bringing such a stunning beauty to the duel would surely stun his opponent, causing them to concede defeat before the fight even began.

Before training her, Fang Fei activated his ability, transforming himself into an elf. He rarely used this ability since its awakening, and only Alice knew about it. This ability only allowed him to switch between human and elf forms. Becoming an elf was useless except for making him a laughingstock for being a bastard.

But this time, to train the imperial concubine, Fang Fei didn't want her to know his true identity. It was better to change his face than hide it; this ability could be activated at any time, saving both time and effort. According to Alice, this face looked remarkably like her grandfather's.

He himself had looked in the mirror and confirmed that it was indeed different from his original human face. Moreover, even if the two faces resembled each other, no one would associate an elf with a human.

Fang Fei's original youthful human face and short stature made him instantly recognizable as a child. Anyone who saw themselves being disciplined by a child would feel contempt. Becoming an elf eliminated this problem; elves are generally short, about the same height as an adult. Furthermore, most humans don't know much about elves and couldn't possibly guess their age from their face. At most, they might know that elves live long lives and even suspect he was a several-hundred-year-old "grandfather."

Fang Fei didn't untie Lu Xueqin's ropes; instead, he removed her blindfold. At this moment, a stunningly beautiful face was fully revealed. Her cheeks were like fresh lychees, her nose like smooth goose fat. Her pearly teeth were like a row of white jade stones, and her bright eyes were like morning stars. Fang Fei couldn't help but recall her nickname—White Water Lily. Indeed, her skin was as white as the moon, and her brows exuded a pure and innocent air, like a water lily rising from clear water, breathtakingly beautiful. No wonder the emperor took her into his harem the moment he saw her and made her a concubine. No wonder she was able to surpass Fang Fei's equally stunning "mother" and become the most beautiful of the three great beauties of that time. So many years have passed, but her beauty has not diminished at all; she is like a fully bloomed water lily, radiant and incomparable.

Lu Xueqin removed her blindfold and immediately looked at Fang Fei. She rarely saw elves, but now she saw one. She thought this elf was very beautiful, with blue eyes, emerald green hair, and a fair face. If she had seen this race from the forest normally, she would definitely have secretly taken a second look. But the current situation was extremely awkward; she was naked and bound in a dog-like position by layers of ropes. "How embarrassing!" she thought to herself.

After glancing at Fang Fei, she quickly closed her eyes. She hadn't even considered why this elf was here.

Fang Fei used his throat control technique to test his voice, changing his tone. Throat control was another secret technique of Xu Liu, allowing him to mimic someone else's speech. Fang Fei, using this for the first time, couldn't imitate others, but changing his voice to something completely different from his own was no problem. Since he didn't want others to recognize him, he wanted to be thorough.

Fang Fei confirmed his voice had changed, becoming so unfamiliar he didn't even recognize himself. He reached out and removed her earplugs, shouting in her new voice, "You lowly slave! Open your eyes and see your master clearly!"

Lu Xueqin's arrival was a complete secret; even she didn't know. She thought she was in the palace, and that Xu Liu, who had trained her, was a eunuch under the emperor. Seeing a spirit was surprising, but hearing Fang Fei's shout made her realize something was wrong—how could a spirit be here? She stared at Fang Fei with wide, astonished eyes, finding it hard to believe that a spirit could also be a eunuch in the palace.

Lu Xueqin had been here for a full three months. She had long since met the emperor's standards of submission and obedience. This originally stubborn woman had remained silent in the palace for over ten years, earning the nickname "Silent Consort," but she couldn't bear meeting Xu Liu. Xu Liu was no ordinary man; what kind of woman hadn't he trained? He certainly wouldn't pamper her like the Emperor. The Imperial Concubine was tortured to the point of near death within three days of arriving.

In less than two weeks, she was completely submissive, doing whatever Xu Liu said. Of course, among the women Xu Liu trained, those who could endure two weeks were already quite remarkable.

Although the beauty was obedient, by Xu Liu's standards, making a woman obedient was only the first step in training her. Xu Liu always believed that women he personally trained should not only be qualified slaves, but also qualified female dogs.

Moreover, such a peerless beauty was extremely rare; he coveted her the moment he saw her, and desperately wanted to keep the Imperial Concubine by his side for further training. Therefore, Xu Liu tried his best to extend the training period, partly for himself, and partly to train a qualified beautiful female dog to give the Emperor a big surprise.

Unfortunately, he died before he could even begin, benefiting Fang Fei.

"Master…"

Although she had already submitted, the person before her was different, not the shrewd old man she knew before, and Lu Xueqin hesitated.

"Crack!"

A whip lashed out. The force, the angle—exactly the same as Xu Liu's, striking her most painful spot.

"Ah…"

Lu Xueqin cried out in pain, thinking to herself, "Why did that old man send an elf to humiliate me?" But anyway, she was being trained, so what did it matter who it was? As long as she suffered less, that was fine. She mechanically called out, "Master!"

Seeing her call him "Master," Fang Fei thought to himself, "This woman hasn't yet received the training to be loyal to her master. One lash and she's already recognized a new master. It seems I need to strengthen this aspect of her training, lest she betray me again when someone else hits her." He lifted Lu Xueqin's chin and asked, "You lowly slave, tell your master who you are?"

Xu Liu had taught her this many times, so how could Lu Xueqin forget? She suppressed her shame and whispered, "This lowly slave's original name was Lu Xueqin. Now I am your slave, master. Please give me a name."

She hadn't spoken for years, so her pronunciation wasn't very clear, but there was a unique elegance in her intonation.

"Very good."

Fang Fei patted her face. "From now on, you will be called Qin Nu. Qin Nu, introduce yourself to me."

"Thank you for the name, master. My name is Qin Nu, and I am twenty-four years old. I am a little female dog, your pet, and I will obey your every command for life."

Lu Xueqin was clearly not used to speaking like this; her tone was stiff, and her face was flushed.

"Very good, little female dog, tell your master what you are thinking right now?"

Fang Fei's hand began to touch her breasts.

Of all the breasts he had touched, Feng Shitong's were the largest and firmest, making him linger there every time. Lu Xueqin's breasts were arguably the second largest. The enormous orbs bulged and swollen. Her two nipples were a vibrant red, like jewels, and hardened easily with a gentle squeeze.

Remembering the perverted and lewd words Xu Liu had taught her, Lu Xueqin blushed even more. Perhaps this master wouldn't ask her to speak.

Hoping for a lucky break, Lu Xueqin stammered, "Qin Nu... I wasn't thinking of anything."

"Oh."

Fang Fei immediately took out a blindfold, preparing to put it on her, his face devoid of emotion. "Since you didn't remember anything, I'm leaving."

Lu Xueqin panicked when she saw the blindfold. She had been in this eerie room for so long that her heart had become fragile. During the days she had been bound here undergoing canine body alignment, her eyes and ears had been blocked, seeing only boundless darkness and hearing only eternal silence, like a blind and deaf person. The layers of ropes prevented her from moving an inch, forcing her to remain in this humiliating position, like a sculpture.

This predicament intensified her panic. She could only stay alive through physical touch, and soon even that sense of touch became numb. But her master would always give her a jolt just as her consciousness began to fade, bringing her back to her senses and deepening her despair. Living like this was truly worse than death. Now that her master had finally removed her blindfold and earplugs, allowing her to see and hear again, and to speak to her, how could she not seize this opportunity? She didn't want to be bound like a statue anymore; even just being able to move her body a little would be enough. So she quickly said, "Master, don't go! I want to!"

Fang Fei put on an impatient expression and said, "Want what? Speak quickly."

"I want Master to train me."

After saying this, Lu Xueqin shyly tried to lower her head, but the rope around her neck was too tight, and she couldn't lower her head at all, so she could only pull the rope even straighter.

Fang Fei picked up a short whip and lashed it at her, saying unhurriedly, "Then, bitch, bark a few times for Master."

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Lu Xueqin barked. The voice was somewhat similar.

Fang Fei untied the ropes binding her and let her down. She immediately slumped onto the alpaca wool carpet, as if boneless. The long period of binding had made her muscles stiff and her blood circulation restricted. But she had no time to rest before Fang Fei's short whip struck her waist: "Qin Nu, stick your buttocks up!"

Lu Xueqin had no choice but to endure the pain all over her body and stick her buttocks up, just like the position she had been in when she was bound. Her head was lowered deeply, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand. Her buttocks were round and white, but not large, especially compared to her two large breasts, they appeared even more smooth and delicate. However, although these buttocks were not large, they were very sexy. Because her waist was too thin and her legs were too straight, the curves of her buttocks were fully highlighted, and the glimpse of spring in the cleft of her buttocks made this beauty's position of offering her buttocks have a captivating charm.

"Not bad,"

Fang Fei praised, while casually patting her white little bottom a couple of times.

"Now show me how to wiggle."

Lu Xueqin clumsily wiggled her bottom high. Her movements were awkward, but fortunately, her bottom itself was very beautiful, so people wouldn't focus too much on her wiggling posture, but only on the bottom itself. The firm and beautiful buttocks swayed back and forth in front of Fang Fei's eyes, which he found pleasing to the eye. Looking at this little white bottom, Fang Fei felt that her skin was more and more unique, like cream, making him want to lick it.

Next, Fang Fei went through a very formal dog-training process. He didn't hit Lu Xueqin, and Lu Xueqin was very obedient. Xu Liu's three months of devilish training had terrified her, and she obediently obeyed the training without Fang Fei's request. Fang Fei was satisfied with her performance and deliberately made her feel a little relaxed. After all, the process of training a slave should be balanced. After too much strict training, even Xu Liu herself would relax a bit.

Fang Fei insisted on completing the training process, and his desire began to stir. He secretly thought that since he had already trained her and planned to take her to the duel between the Flower-Picking Faction and the Flower-Sweeping Faction, whether he actually slept with her or not, he would inevitably die if the Emperor found out. Therefore, he had to experience the taste of the Imperial Concubine's vagina no matter what, so that his training of her wouldn't be in vain.

Lu Xueqin, of course, was unaware that Fang Fei had secretly decided to sleep with her; she simply harbored deep hatred for the Emperor. Ever since she was twelve and hadn't entered the palace, she had hated the man who had slaughtered her family. Although the Emperor had showered her with affection for ten years, a strange feeling had gradually grown in her heart. This feeling sometimes troubled her and bothered her. However, she still refused to develop any affection for the Emperor, stubbornly ignoring him, because she couldn't forget the hatred for the destruction of her country and family.

It's difficult to make someone love you, but very easy to make someone hate you. This training had extinguished even the last shred of goodwill Lu Xueqin had for the Emperor. She felt that this wolf in sheep's clothing had finally revealed its cruel nature before its death. She believed that all of Xu Liu's discipline of her was orchestrated by the Emperor. Each time she was tortured, she didn't hate the person who disciplined her, but rather the Emperor. The faint affection that had developed over more than ten years of companionship now acted as a catalyst, intensifying Lu Xueqin's newly rekindled hatred. Old grudges combined with new ones reignited the irreconcilable hatred that had slightly diminished with time.

However, from the moment she blossomed into a young woman, she had learned to remain silent. Surrounded by people loyal to the Emperor, she had nowhere to vent her pent-up resentment but only to her own heart. This time, Xu Liu used his skillful methods to pry open her mouth, breaking her will, finally causing her to burst into curses and swear at the Emperor.

But how could Xu Liu let her be so unrestrained? He quickly taught her how to "speak." Her spirit broken, she had no choice but to submit, burying her resentment deep within her heart once more.

Although Fang Fei knew about Lu Xueqin's training, he didn't know what she was thinking. He was only concerned about his penis, which had been hard in his pants for a long time. A normal man would find a pretty woman with delicate features pleasing to the eye, and a graceful woman would feel refreshed. If he saw a stunningly beautiful woman, even if he pretended to be serious, he would inevitably be tempted and have all sorts of fantasies. As for seeing a beauty like Lu Xueqin, who could topple kingdoms, no one would not feel a sweet taste in their mouth and their blood boil. Even though Fang Fei was used to seeing beautiful women, seeing such a peerless beauty naked and at his beck and call, he was already hard.

"Qin Nu, show your little hole to your master."

Fang Fei made her lie on the carpet and commanded.

Lu Xueqin endured the shame and spread her jade legs apart. She thought to herself that this elf must be a eunuch under the emperor, and there was nothing shameful about letting him see it, since he wouldn't dare to do anything to her anyway. But the blush on her face burned all the way to the roots of her neck.

Seeing the fleshy opening slightly parted, Fang Fei inserted a finger. However, while the tender flesh felt pleasant, it lacked any moisture, the dry flesh rubbing against his finger, causing him to frown.

Lu Xueqin hadn't expected Fang Fei to dare insert his finger into her vagina. The imperial concubine's vagina was the emperor's prerogative; even if he used a finger, he couldn't just insert it randomly. She asked in surprise, "You touched me here, aren't you afraid the emperor will chop off your head?"

Fang Fei thrust forcefully, his slender finger penetrating the delicate flesh. The beauty's dry vagina immediately tightened, her snow-white body trembling and shivering. Seeing his finger inside, Fang Fei snorted, "You lowly slave, do you have the right to ask how your master wants to play with you?" After being "trained" by Fang Fei

for so long, Lu Xueqin didn't find this new master too unpleasant. She knew Fang Fei was definitely not a good person, but the handsome young man was more pleasing to the eye than the old man she had been with. And although the new master was fierce, he was still much gentler than the previous one. If it were Xu Liu, she would have been beaten even if she obeyed. Of course, she didn't know that Fang Fei had obtained Xu Liu's memories, and the two's training methods were basically the same. It's just that her training had reached the point where it should be relaxed.

Lu Xueqin looked at her new master playing with her little hole, her eyes shining as if she had discovered gold, and asked slyly, "Aren't you afraid of him?"

Fang Fei was of course afraid of the emperor, but he wanted to fuck the imperial concubine even more. Besides, he seemed to be a different person after he entered the training room, always feeling that he was the absolute supreme, completely different from how he was in public. How could he tarnish his master's prestige at this time? Without thinking, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "What's there to be afraid of that old thing?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew that this was inappropriate. "Old thing" was a code he used with his father and brothers when they discussed things in secret. To outsiders, he should respectfully call him the emperor. However, at this moment, facing the weak and powerless imperial concubine, he was so smug that he said it casually.

Fang Fei was inwardly filled with regret when Lu Xueqin chuckled foolishly, "Old man? Not bad, not bad. It seems Master also dislikes that old fellow."

The Emperor and Xu Liu's old faces flashed through Lu Xueqin's mind, sending chills down her spine. A surge of hatred welled up within her: He was the culprit behind everything! My entire life's happiness was locked away in the deep palace, destroyed by him. Even on his deathbed, he wouldn't let me go, sending a vicious old eunuch to torture me cruelly, trying to turn me into a submissive bitch to be buried with him!

She wasn't particularly disgusted by Fang Fei, but hearing him call the Emperor "old man" made her find this new master even more endearing. It was rare for someone to speak of the Emperor with such contempt in front of her; most people would probably kowtow before the Emperor. Since they shared a common enemy, this petty grudge of being trained was insignificant. She spread her legs wider and said smugly, "The old man always says I'm his woman. Haha. So what if I'm his woman? My cunt is still being played with by other men. Master, thank you."

Fang Fei was surprised to hear Lu Xueqin's words of thanks, as she hated the emperor to the point that everyone who disliked him was worthy of her affection. The beautiful imperial concubine, having someone insert a finger into her vagina, not only wasn't angry but also thanked them. He asked curiously, "Do you like it when Master uses his hand to penetrate you?"

Lu Xueqin frowned slightly. Her vagina was very dry, and the flesh was very tender. The stirring of her fingers made her feel a little pain, but she forced a smile and said, "I like it."

Fang Fei had been probing her vagina for a long time, but she still didn't feel wet. So he used his index finger to tease her clitoris and then asked, "What if Master uses his big cock to fuck you?"

"That would be the best. He forcibly took me and treated me like his toy. I dream of making him wear a green hat!"

Lu Xueqin's smile spread across her face. Letting herself be played with by other men was a kind of revenge against the emperor, who she considered her husband. She had recently been trained by Xu Liu and had long harbored thoughts of self-abandonment. She had also learned many lewd words. At this moment, she twisted her slender waist and cried out like a seductive harlot, "Master, find a cock to fuck me, please!" 10-15

Part Two: The Season of Lewdness Chapter 03: Are mermaids considered seafood? How should I eat her to make her taste better?

I never imagined the Imperial Concubine would be so lewd. I thought I'd have to train her a bit before she'd agree! Fang Fei's breathing quickened, and he immediately wanted to pull out his penis and fuck her to his heart's content. However, this beautiful woman's vagina was very strange; it just wouldn't get wet. Fang Fei teased her clitoris, rubbed her labia, and kept probing inside her, but still, there was no moisture. He couldn't help but ask, "Qin Nu, why isn't your little cunt wet?"

"Wet? What does wet mean?"

Lu Xueqin asked, puzzled. Fang Fei inquired carefully, and she answered in a wanton manner. It turned out that when the Imperial Concubine entered the palace, she was only twelve years old. When she saw her father's killer rushing towards her, she was filled with terror. The first time the Emperor fucked her, she wasn't wet. After that, every time the Emperor pounced on her, he would thrust his old penis into her dry vagina, brutally fucking her, even tearing and causing her to bleed, causing her immense pain. After giving birth to Princess Li Kexin, although her vagina had widened a bit, it still wasn't wet. The emperor, already struggling with penetration, hadn't had many encounters with her, and this became even less frequent afterward. However, having married such a beautiful woman as his concubine, even if he didn't physically penetrate her, he would often visit her. She remained the most favored woman in the harem.

Fang Fei forced the beauty to recount her past experiences of being penetrated, secretly lamenting the emperor's waste of such a gift. Such a tight vagina, it must have been even narrower before childbirth; how did the emperor manage to force his way in? Was his penis thinner than a finger? Fortunately, he'd aged considerably in the past two years, and it seemed his half-erect penis could no longer challenge such a tight vagina; he could only look at the beauty and satisfy his craving. Lu Xueqin was thus somewhat calmed down.

Fang Fei had no other skills, only extensive experience in manipulating women. After obtaining Xu Liu's memories, he was confident he could handle any woman—of course, only in bed. He said to Lu Xueqin, "Old woman, you're useless. Master will get you wet. Close your eyes, feel it, and Master will fuck you senseless in a moment."

As he spoke, he secretly activated the Myriad Mysteries of Desire.

Lu Xueqin didn't have time to think about Fang Fei's words before she felt his hands possess a magical power, touching her body with an exceptionally comfortable sensation. Wherever those magical hands touched, the stiffness in her muscles caused by being bound for several days vanished instantly, replaced by a cool sensation. She suddenly felt a strong desire to embrace him. Fang Fei pinched her shoulders and caressed her breasts, and she involuntarily moved closer to him. When Fang Fei started kneading her buttocks, she had already hugged him tightly, panting, "Master, I'm so hot, I can't take it anymore."

Seeing her growing increasingly aroused, Fang Fei felt smug, thinking to himself, "What does heat matter? Once I bring you to orgasm, you'll be wet even if you don't want to." He had previously used the Myriad Mysteries of Desire to train women, managing to bring them to orgasm without touching their vaginas. A simpler method is to touch the breasts or buttocks, grasping the two soft mounds of flesh and gently arousing the woman's wicked desires. She will quickly squeeze her legs together and scream.

He had tried more difficult methods, such as touching only a finger or a toe without touching other parts of the woman's body, arousing her desire throughout her body. Although more troublesome, it could still bring her to orgasm. Of course, his previous goal was not to make the woman orgasm, but to control her excitement at the critical point, keeping her in a state of near-orgasm, until all her yin energy gathered in her vagina, and then inserting his finger into her vagina to bring her to orgasm at that moment, so as to facilitate the absorption of yin energy. This method was many times more difficult than simply making a woman orgasm.

Now, Fang Fei was using this wonderful method of seduction on Lu Xueqin. He teased the beauty back and forth, rubbing her big buttocks and kneading her big breasts, igniting all the sensitive spots on her body. Logically speaking, any woman played with like this should have orgasmed long ago. But Lu Xueqin was like a bitch in heat, her whole body flushed, relentlessly rubbing against Fang Fei, but she just wouldn't orgasm. Fang Fei slowly realized that this woman's body meridians were different from ordinary people, and he couldn't use ordinary methods. So he kept trying and exploring, but still couldn't find an effective way.

Impossible, this is impossible, no one can resist the evil power of Wanmiao Desire. Fang Fei thought to himself, after stroking other places to no avail, he used his ultimate move—rubbing her clitoris with the Wanmiao Desire technique. Since Fang Fei learned this method, no woman's clitoris had been able to resist this evil power's teasing. As long as he did this, the woman's orgasm was just a matter of moments. The Wanmiao Desire evil power, which was usually invincible, encountered its most difficult fortress to conquer this time. Lu Xueqin's clitoris was erect, the little fleshy bud exposed to the air, tender and adorable. Fang Fei rubbed this little flesh again and again, making her go crazy, passionately kissing and playing with the man who was playing with her, curling up against him like she had no bones. But she still couldn't orgasm.

Lu Xueqin felt like she was going to be killed by Fang Fei, every touch of that demonic hand on her clitoris made her whole body feel like it was being electrocuted. She squeezed her beautiful legs together, moaning incessantly, her body swaying alluringly like a willow in the wind, glistening with clear sweat, as if she had just been pulled from the water. She vaguely sensed that something might be about to happen, but it never did.

Fang Fei grew increasingly anxious as she didn't climax. However, since the woman was soaked in sweat, her vagina should be wet. He continued to tease her clitoris with one hand, while the other hand explored her entire body again, stroking her thighs, then running down her thighs back to her groin, circling around before finally probing her vagina. But the woman was drenched in sweat, her labia wet, yet her vagina remained dry, without a drop of moisture, leaving him utterly perplexed.

Fang Fei had been quite proud of himself after acquiring Xu Liu's memories, considering himself one of the best dominators in the world.

Yet now, he couldn't even arouse a woman's vagina, which was truly humiliating. He stripped off all his clothes and silently circulated his internal energy. The Myriad Desires Technique can be used not only with the hands but also throughout the entire body. Previously, Fang Fei dared not use his true energy, only able to precisely control it with his palms, releasing a tiny amount of true energy to perform the technique.

Now, with the initial completion of the Subjugation of Slaves Heart Sutra, his true energy is no longer restricted, so he channeled this technique throughout his entire body and pounced on Lu Xueqin

again. Lu Xueqin, aroused even more by his sudden stop, felt as if her entire body was electrified, every part drawing her in with madness. The allure of the Myriad Desires Technique made her feel as if a frozen person had touched a warm stove when she touched Fang Fei's skin—a pleasure that seemed to seep from her very bones. She immediately clung to Fang Fei like an octopus. Fang Fei, without hesitation, continued to rub and knead, making every inch of Lu Xueqin's body flush crimson. The two burning bodies of the man and woman embraced, passionately rubbing against each other, rolling on the carpet,

as if trying to become one.

Lu Xueqin grasped Fang Fei's large penis with her delicate hand, feeling its exceptional hardness. The wicked allure of Wanmiao's desire had already clouded her judgment, but holding such a hard penis brought her slightly back to her senses. She rubbed her breasts against Fang Fei's chest while asking, "Why aren't you a eunuch...?"

Fang Fei's hands roamed over her back, asking, "How could Master be a eunuch? Didn't you just ask to be fucked? Why are you scared now?"

Lu Xueqin passionately kissed Fang Fei's neck, coquettishly crying out, "What am I afraid of? It's not like I've never been raped by a man before. As long as you have a penis, I'm overjoyed. Fuck me quickly, I want to cuckold him!"

The thought that her body would no longer be exclusively possessed by the emperor filled her with immense joy.

With such a stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, begging for his services, how could Fang Fei resist? He forcefully pressed Lu Xueqin down beneath him, her jade-like legs already wrapped around his waist. He once again unleashed all his skills, pushing the "Myriad Desires" and "Flower-Picking Technique" to their limits. The "Myriad Desires" was an unparalleled, wicked art that used internal force to arouse the other's desire, while the "Flower-Picking Technique" was a supreme method for stimulating a woman's sensitive spots. Combined, Lu Xueqin lost consciousness, completely transforming into a lustful beast, frantically clinging to Fang Fei, almost becoming one with him.

Fang Fei had now thoroughly explored her meridians, tailoring his techniques to her unique body, arousing her desire again and again. He believed this time he would succeed. Their sweat soaked the alpaca wool carpet, but it was still to no avail. Although the Imperial Concubine was burning with desire, she still couldn't reach orgasm. Fang Fei probed again with his fingers; the woman's skin was smooth, but her warm opening was completely dry. He had to pause briefly to let the beauty regain her composure, then asked impatiently, "You really haven't gotten wet even once? How am I supposed to penetrate you like this?"

Lu Xueqin's mind cleared a little. While continuing to twist her body, trying to maximize physical contact with Fang Fei, she replied, "He's given me all sorts of drugs, but nothing works. If you can't handle it, just spit some saliva. Anyway, I'm the one who's in pain. Go ahead and fuck me hard, I won't cry out."

Thinking of the pain of being fucked, she tensed up, but then she thought that by letting someone else fuck her, she was no longer the emperor's exclusive woman, and it was a form of revenge against the emperor, so she laughed again.

Fang Fei's penis had already swelled into a giant dragon, rubbing back and forth between her thighs for a long time. Hearing her say this, he immediately pressed his large penis against her entrance, preparing to forcefully penetrate. But at the moment his large penis was about to reach her, Lu Xueqin's face turned deathly pale, her whole body tensed, and she began to tremble, as if this large penis were a venomous snake that could kill her at any moment. Seeing her extreme fear of being fucked, Fang Fei thought to himself that forcibly fucking her like an emperor was hardly something a virtuous teacher should do. So he moved his large penis away and placed it on her lower abdomen, whispering in her ear, "Don't be afraid, Master will find a way."

A hint of gratitude appeared in Lu Xueqin's eyes, but she grabbed his penis and cried out seductively, "There's no way, please fuck me quickly!"

Fang Fei pressed down on her hand that was gripping his penis, and with his other hand stroked her fair, supple skin, once again marveling in his heart at how smooth and tender this woman's body was, like a cloud. Just then, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he remembered a record about sea creatures that Xu Liu had read before.

So that's it, no wonder the Myriad Desires Method didn't work! Fang Fei pinched her red, jewel-like nipple and asked, "Qin Nu, you're not human, are you?"

In ancient legends, gods and demons were the most intelligent races in the world. But that was just a legend; no one could prove their existence. Although all followers of the Goddess of Light believe she originated from the divine race, countless scholars have proven through research that she was merely an ordinary woman with magical abilities. Other scholars, holding dissenting views, believe the Goddess of Light never existed. It is said that in recent years, the Ming Dynasty, which has been abolishing the Church of Light nationwide, organized a group of experts and professors who, through rigorous reasoning and argumentation, concluded that the Goddess of Light was a middle-aged man with a full beard. The Church of Light, they claim, is a massive and appalling organization involved in the trafficking of women and should therefore be legally abolished.

Leaving aside the divine and demonic races, there are four intelligent races in the world, categorized by origin: humans, elves, orcs, and dwarves. Of course, monsters like vampires cannot be considered a race; before becoming monsters, they may have been humans, orcs, or elves. Among the four races, orcs are the most unique.

Orcs possess the blood of wild beasts, and are further divided into different subspecies based on the specific bloodline they possess.

Master Fang Fei's Phoenix Clan possesses the bloodline of the phoenix, while his senior sister's Crane Clan possesses the bloodline of the crane.

There are many subspecies of beastmen, generally divided into four categories: flying, beast, insect, and aquatic. However, when people talk about beastmen, they usually refer to the first three categories, while the aquatic type is considered a separate race—the sea race. This is because this type of beastman is very unique; they do not live on land but in water. Once they come ashore, they will suffocate and die, just like humans in the water. Therefore, people naturally divide intelligent races into land-dwelling races and aquatic races based on their different living environments.

At this moment, Fang Fei is in the dimly lit training room, holding a beautiful sea race woman.

The beauty is in his arms, her body as delicate as jade, her passion as fiery, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

Fang Fei has stopped using the Myriad Wonders of Desire, but his large penis is still pressing against the beauty's lower abdomen. He gently caressed the beauty's breasts and softly asked, "Qin Nu, tell your master, which race of the sea tribe are you?"

Lu Xueqin, her desire unfulfilled, still felt unbearably thirsty and rubbed her body against Fang Fei, smiling seductively, "Whatever race my master says Qin Nu is, that's what I am."

Fang Fei slapped her buttocks and said, "Royal race."

It is said that in the glorious era of the ancient beastmen, each of the four races had its own royal family. The royal family of the flying race was the Phoenix Clan, the royal family of the beast race was the Qilin Clan, the royal family of the insect race was the Dragon Clan, and the royal family of the water race was the Mermaid Clan. The four royal families commanded their kind, their prestige surpassing even that of human emperors. However, although the four royal families were powerful, their numbers were small, and they gradually declined in the long river of history. The Phoenix Clan now has only one descendant, Feng Shitong, living in exile in human kingdoms. The Dragon Clan had long since migrated from the Southern Barbarian Continent, hiding in the Great Snow Mountain, no longer participating in the conflicts of the beastmen. The other two royal clans, the Qilin and the Mermaids, suffered even more tragic fates, having been wiped out in ancient times. Few people today know of the Beastman royal family, but Fang Fei is an exception.

His master, Feng Shitong, often mentions the royal family and enjoys reminiscing about the legendary glory of the Beastmen.

However, at some point, stories of mermaids began to circulate among sailors and fishermen, claiming that the Mermaid race still had descendants. They said that whenever mermaids appeared at sea, they would sink passing ships, dragging their crews into the sea, bringing death and disaster. This story spread far and wide, becoming a well-known terrifying legend of the sea, and the name of the mermaid became a taboo for those who went to sea. However, despite the vividness of the legend, few people have actually seen a Mermaid. Even those who deliberately search for them find no trace of them.

Seeing that the beauty in his arms remained silent, Fang Fei playfully sucked on her bright red nipple and continued, "I read a record about the sea race. It said that the mermaid race was indeed wiped out, but one family survived. The record also said that this mermaid race was the most unique race; their people consisted only of women, no men. Fortunately, like other beastmen, they had a matrilineal inheritance, so they would choose outstanding men from other races as partners to reproduce."

Even if intelligent races intermarried, it was difficult to produce offspring. Dwarves were the worst example; dwarf women could never bear children for men of other races, and dwarf men could never impregnate women of other races.

Dwarves were only half the height of humans, and their women also had beards. In their custom, both men and women wore long beards. So some people joked that the problem with dwarf men was that their penises were too short and small to reach the wombs of women of other races. And dwarf women—dwarves even have women? Can a bearded man be considered a woman? They've always had male-male reproduction, okay...?

As for the other three races, the elves have always been arrogant and look down on other races, never intermarrying with them. Of course, there are occasional exceptions. Although elves themselves have difficulty conceiving, and it's even harder for them to be with other races, there have been instances of elves and humans having offspring—half-elves.

Most orc races have few requirements for mates; intermarriage between their various subspecies is common, and they can even marry elves and humans, as long as the other party agrees. However, needless to say, even the noble elves, and even the more open-minded humans, are unwilling to marry orcs. This is because orcs have a unique phenomenon called maternal inheritance.

That is, regardless of who the father is, the children are all of the same race as the mother, without any indication of the father's race. For example, Fang Yuanying's wife is a beautiful clam-woman, so Fang Fei's sister, Fang Yun, is also a pure clam-woman girl, just like her mother.

It is said that a nobleman saw someone playing with a beautiful female dog and thought it was just a case of "Lord Ye's love of dragons"—meaning it was meaningless. He went to great lengths to acquire a beautiful canine woman from the orcs, and from then on, he often showed off this truly beautiful dog with a dog's tail and the ability to bark. But one day, the beautiful dog became pregnant by him and gave birth to a purebred canine baby with the same dog tail and drooping ears. He was shocked and not only refused to acknowledge the little dog as his child, but also immediately killed the infant, becoming a laughingstock.

Of course, compared to humans and elves, most orc men didn't have such taboos. Although they also preferred to find partners within their own race, they didn't mind having offspring with women of other races. Merfolk, as a branch of the orcs, had no males, so finding men from other races to continue their lineage wasn't considered wrong. Due to the characteristic of maternal inheritance, no matter what kind of husband they chose, their offspring would always be merfolk girls.

Fang Fei, biting Lu Xueqin's nipple, blinked and asked, "But the records say that no male in the sea is willing to be a merman's partner. Why do you think that is?"

Lu Xueqin, breathless from Fang Fei's actions, casually replied, "Because mermen protect their husbands."

Fang Fei released her nipple and kissed her lips again. "Protect? That's quite a good way to protect them. Cut off their limbs and keep them as offerings at home—that's a kind of protection, too. It's just a pity that no one would want that kind of protection."

The records Fang Fei had read said that in the sea, anyone who wanted to be a merman's husband would be considered crazy. Because no one could accept the way this beautiful merman family treated their husbands. Mermen would render their men incapable of any movement other than having sex. If they were still as powerful as they were in ancient times, they could have other sea tribes offer their strongest men as tribute to their king. Then they would cut off their limbs and keep them at home as massage sticks.

But the merfolk declined. No sea creature was willing to marry them, so they were forced to attack human fleets, sinking them to the bottom of the sea and choosing their husbands from the men who fell in. This is why they became a terrifying legend in the sea. Fortunately, only one merfolk family survived, and even if they all married out, very few would remain. They were also aware of their infamy and almost never appeared in public.

The record Fang Fei, who was also Xu Liu, had read many years ago described a sailor whose hands and feet had been cut off. On his deathbed, his merfolk wife brought him back to a fishing village by the sea. He told his family many secrets of the merfolk, which they recorded.

It also said that the merfolk cut off the hands and feet of men and kept them at home because they were so insecure. In reality, this entirely female race was the most faithful race in the world, even more faithful than the rigid elves. Elves' fidelity to their spouses was entirely based on morality. But no matter the era, every race will have some morally corrupt individuals. The merfolk's fidelity is entirely physiological. They have only one husband in their lifetime and never seek a second man.

Mermaids have unique bodies; they only experience estrus with one man throughout their lives. Once they choose a mate, they cannot feel anything for other men. Lu Xueqin couldn't produce fluids because Fang Fei wasn't her mate.

Even though the Myriad Desire Techniques made her unbearably hot, her race's unique constitution prevented her from entering a state of arousal.

It is precisely this constitution, which only manifests in estrus with their mate, that makes them never betray their spouse. Therefore, they do not allow their spouses to betray them and have adopted extreme methods to keep their men by their side, ensuring that men can never betray them either.

After listening to Fang Fei's explanation, Lu Xueqin's lips curled slightly: "The merfolk are extinct. This record is clearly just like the merfolk legends, nothing more than fairy tales to fool children. Would Master really believe it?"

Fang Fei noticed this story because it resembled a fairy tale. Seeing Lu Xueqin's sensual lips curl up, he couldn't help but kiss her. The two kissed for a long time before Fang Fei finally raised his head and stroked her smooth skin, saying, "I didn't expect this, after all, no one can prove that the merfolk still have descendants. But your skin is so tender and supple; perhaps only sea people have such moist skin. And your vagina doesn't produce any fluid, which matches the records, because I am not your mate. And I've also heard that the king of Xi Kingdom is disabled."

Hearing Fang Fei mention her father, Lu Xueqin couldn't bear her long-suppressed anger any longer and said indignantly, "So what if I'm a merfolk? I'm still a prisoner, a plaything, at the mercy of my enemy every day. Now that he's dying, he still won't let me go, making me suffer all kinds of bullying here..."

Fang Fei held her, feeling that she resembled Alice. Both were peerless beauties, both were prisoners, and both harbored deep hatred. He couldn't help but speak softly to her, trying to cheer her up.

Lu Xueqin had been silent for over ten years, and many... The past had been brewing in her heart for a long time, but she had never found anyone to confide in. Now, thinking that she would most likely be buried with the emperor after his death, since someone was asking, she didn't care who it was and just poured out her bitterness.

Fang Fei initially only wanted to help her relax and then find a way to have sex with her, but he gradually became attracted to her story and wanted to hear more and more. Seeing that Fang Fei was interested in listening, Lu Xueqin, in her dazed state, revealed her true feelings. The two embraced, rolled around, poured out their hearts, and became entangled together, sometimes... They whispered like lovers, pausing occasionally to kiss, talking and pausing, pausing and talking.

The Tang Kingdom now spans a vast territory, bordering the Xia Kingdom to the east, and beyond the northeastern mountains lies the land of the dwarves. To the north lies the North Sea, and to the northwest, it borders the empire of the Sun Elves. Westward, it reaches the shores of the Western Sea, and southwestward, it leaps across the sandbar isthmus, reaching the territory of the orcs of the Southern Barbarian Continent. To the south lies the boundless South Sea. This vast territory was originally home to countless kingdoms. Among them were Qu Jie, Dong Ping, and Chi Shui, located on the western coast… The four provinces of Yangtou were once part of the Kingdom of Xi.

Xi was a coastal kingdom, and its young prince loved to sail. Raising the sails, the salty sea breeze was incredibly comfortable and pleasant. But one day, the prince encountered a mermaid. The mermaid chieftain had longed to marry but couldn't find a suitable match. Seeing the young prince leaning against the mast, his long hair billowing in the wind, so handsome, she was immediately captivated. A

beautiful song filled the sea, towering waves rose, the ship capsized, and the prince fell into the water. The mermaid chieftain gained her beloved husband, but the prince was crippled. However, the story didn't end there. The prince and the chieftain fell in love.

He successfully persuaded the chieftain to let him return home. Afterwards, Xi had a crippled king who told his subjects that he had been shipwrecked. No one knew that the king had a mermaid wife. Separated by land and sea, the king's wife returned to the sea, leaving her youngest daughter with the king.

The little mermaid became the princess of the Kingdom of Xi. When she was young, her mother gathered several high-ranking water magicians from the tribe to cast a blessing from the sea god, allowing her to survive on land. Fang Fei knew this magic; his sister, Fang Yun, also relied on it to move freely on land. Although the mermaids had come ashore, the mermaid tribe had a bad reputation. Mentioning mermaids conjured images of storms, songs, and shipwrecks. Mermaids were a curse on seafarers, leading countless sailors to their deaths. The little princess had to hide her mermaid identity and live happily with her father.

Besides caring for her father and playing in the water, the little mermaid princess spent her days wandering between palaces and strolling through gardens, admiring her favorite scenery and painting her favorite pictures. She loved to paint, and the beautiful scenery of the palace was captured in her paintings. Her life was as beautiful as a painting. However, life cannot always be peaceful and sweet; there will always be things that leave a lasting impression.

"It's beautifully painted!"

the father exclaimed happily. "I want to hang this painting in front of my desk. When I'm tired, looking at my good daughter's painting will instantly make me feel much better."

"You can have it, but you can't get it dirty. This is my best painting,"

the little princess requested, and her father immediately agreed. She happily hung the painting in front of her father's desk, but soon after, it was dirtied.

She would always remember that day when the war drums thundered and the palace was in chaos. The Tang emperor, wielding a huge warhammer, stormed in, smashing the loyal guards who rushed towards him into pieces.

Fear filled the father's eyes as he shouted, "Li Xing, I surrender!"

The Tang emperor was covered in blood, yet his spirit was high, like a demon from hell. He raised his hammer and walked towards the father, his blood-soaked boots leaving dark red marks on the marble floor of the palace. "It's too late. I need to give an explanation to the fallen soldiers."

In that instant, the giant hammer flew, and her father's skull shattered, his snow-white brain matter splattering onto her painting—white and red, vividly striking.

Her memory froze at that moment, and after that, she knew nothing more.

When she awoke again, she was in the Tang Dynasty's palace. The devil sat before her bed, looking at her and saying, "You're truly beautiful. From today onward, you are my woman."

One painful memory after another was recounted by Lu Xueqin. As she spoke, her throat grew dry, and Fang Fei moistened it with his saliva. Their lips and tongues intertwined, sucking and licking for a long time. At first, Lu Xueqin found other people's saliva disgusting, but Fang Fei pressed against her, and she couldn't refuse. After a few times, she stopped caring, licking Fang Fei's tongue and swallowing his saliva.

The story of the Silent Consort was known to young and old alike in the Tang Dynasty. When Fang Fei was young, he would tell Alice the versions of the story he'd heard on the streets, and Alice would often sigh, feeling a sense of shared misfortune. But no matter which version of the story he heard, none were as captivating as the one told by the Imperial Concubine herself.

At first, Fang Fei only thought this woman was beautiful; after being "trained," he found her both shy and wanton. Now, he found her both pitiful and adorable. He cupped the beauty's face, gently kissing away her tears, trying to banish the thought of pitying her from his mind. His father had told him that misfortune was the fate of the weak, and the strong never needed pity.

A master certainly didn't need to pity a female slave. But for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

"I heard the old man dotes on you."

Fang Fei didn't originally have any ill will towards the Emperor, but after chatting with Lu Xueqin for so long, he naturally sided with her, and the words "old man" came out very naturally to him.

Lu Xueqin shifted her gaze to the side, speaking in a tone that seemed to mock herself, "Hmph, do you think he's good to me? In his eyes, I'm nothing but a substitute. A substitute for another sea creature woman."

Fang Fei, of course, knew who the other sea creature woman was. The emperor had only ever bestowed one title upon an empress, Li Xiuxin's birth mother. This empress was a clam maiden, and Li Xiuxin's clam clan bloodline originated from her. Below the sea creature royal family, there were originally two major noble clans: the turtle clan and the clam clan. The clam clan was hereditarily ruled the South Sea, and after the extermination of the mermaid clan, they became the kings of the South Sea.

However, in the last hundred years, the shark clan rose to power, establishing a powerful nation in the South Sea and launching a war of extermination against the clam clan.

The clam clan was utterly defeated, suffering heavy casualties, with only one clam maiden surviving. But the shark clan refused to let her go, and with nowhere to go in the sea, she had no choice but to flee ashore. Later, she became the empress of the Tang Kingdom. The emperor loved her deeply, and after her death, he remained melancholy until he saw Lu Xueqin, whose skin was equally supple and whose beauty surpassed her own.

"That year, my breasts were just beginning to protrude when that old man squeezed them so hard, it hurt like hell." Sighing

over the past, the beauty couldn't help but shed tears again.

Fang Fei kissed and licked away her tears, his hands restlessly caressing her fair body, gliding over her flat stomach, and probing into her still-dry vulva.

Lu Xueqin looked at Fang Fei's fingers as they entered her vagina, a sorrowful expression returning to her pretty face. "That man goes wild in bed. He always tears me apart, makes me cry. I was so young then, and he got me pregnant. I was only fourteen when I gave birth to Kexin."

Fang Fei gently rubbed Lu Xueqin's face, his other hand caressing her breasts. He used to cling to her like this when Alice was angry, trying to appease her. Now, he unconsciously used it again. Lu Xueqin was being played with unwillingly, but forced by her master's lewd power. At this moment, she felt much more relaxed, finding comfort in the warmth of someone holding her. The two spoke softly, becoming more and more like lovers.

After telling her own story, Lu Xueqin turned to talk about her daughter. In the emperor's palace, the only thing that brought her comfort was this daughter. She was innocent and carefree, lively and adorable, mischievous and clever.

Li Kexin—Fang Fei had heard this name before. According to Li Xiuxin's lineage, she was Fang Fei's third aunt. However, she was too young and had never left the palace, so Fang Fei had never met her. Yun'er, on the other hand, had gone to the palace with her mother, and every time she returned, she would talk about this clever and beautiful aunt to Fang Fei. She would even pretend to be profound, claiming to know a secret that she couldn't tell anyone, and Fang Fei wasn't allowed to guess either. It seemed that the secret was that this aunt was also a sea creature, and a mermaid at that.

Fang Fei realized that Li Kexin's situation was very similar to his. Lu Xueqin had a deep-seated hatred for the emperor, and Alice also deeply resented Fang Yuanying. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you good to her? Her father is your enemy, do you like her?"

Lu Xueqin murmured, "Kexin is a good child. She always guesses what I'm thinking and often tries her best to make me laugh. Unfortunately, I'm not a good mother, and I'm not good to her. When I'm angry, I always take it out on her."

Fang Fei hugged her, feeling even more sorry for the little princess. He pinched Lu Xueqin's cheek, displeased, and said, "You can't treat her like that. Your feud has already made her very sad, and you're taking it out on her. She's never done anything wrong; she was destined to be caught between you two from birth, and no matter what she does, she won't get any credit. She's so innocent! Who doesn't want their parents to love each other?"

Lu Xueqin found the little sprite before her increasingly amusing. Although this sprite pretended to be mature, she listened to stories with the same attentiveness as a child listening to their mother tell a story. Her hopeful eyes were quite similar to her daughter Kexin's. She said, "I guess you're not very old."

Fang Fei was startled; this imperial concubine was smarter than he had imagined. He forced a smile and said, "Nonsense, I'm already one hundred and seventy years old."

Lu Xueqin smoothed his hair and laughed, "Really? I think you're at most seventeen."

Fang Fei felt he should teach her a lesson; this female slave was too rude. He then adopted a master's posture, pulling Lu Xueqin up and making her kneel on the ground, her buttocks raised high, and began to spank her. However, for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to hit her hard.

Lu Xueqin, after being spanked, laughed instead: "You and Kexin will definitely become good friends."

Fang Fei ignored her and continued spanking her.

Once Lu Xueqin started talking, she didn't want to stop. She asked again, "Hey, what are your plans next?"

"To train you, to train you into a qualified beautiful dog,"

Fang Fei replied.

"And then give you to the old man?"

Lu Xueqin, her tears still wet, giggled again, seemingly resigned to her fate. The emperor was dying; it was obvious she would become his sacrificial offering. And her funeral had already been arranged; only the placement of her body was left. Lu Xueqin's laughter, mixed with the slapping of her buttocks, was particularly eerie. After laughing, she kindly reminded him, "You haven't fucked me yet."

"You haven't even had a drop of water,"

Fang Fei said irritably. He found this female slave increasingly mischievous. A mischievous female slave should be stopped immediately with swift and decisive action to prevent her from repeating her behavior. However, after hearing so many painful stories from her past, Fang Fei couldn't bear to be too harsh, and continued to gently slap her buttocks.

Lu Xueqin, with her buttocks raised, looked at Fang Fei: "Since you know that mermaids only become estranged to one man in their lifetime, don't expect me to have any water."

Fang Fei stopped slapping her, concentrating on thinking of a solution. Of course, he could forcefully penetrate her, but seeing the beauty's pitiful state, he didn't want to hurt her.

Lu Xueqin saw Fang Fei hesitating, unlike the emperor who raped her, and a thought flickered in her mind. She thought to herself that since she couldn't find her ideal husband, she might as well marry this spirit before her, thus avoiding dying as the emperor's woman. So she looked at Fang Fei's fair, elfin face and said, "Do you know? Mermaids use a love ritual on their wedding night. This ritual can only be performed once in a mermaid's life. The person who undergoes the ritual becomes the mermaid's husband, and the bride can only be in love with him from then on." "

Does this ritual cause someone to lose hands and feet?"

Fang Fei asked. Although he had read records about mermaids, he only knew that they could only be in love with one man in their lifetime.

"No. The groom's hands and feet are cut off by the bride herself; it has nothing to do with the ritual,"

Lu Xueqin explained. "This ritual has no harm to the man. If the man is not a sea creature, he can also gain the same underwater breathing ability as sea creatures." "

Underwater breathing?"

Fang Fei asked curiously.

"Yes. That's why fish-men's husbands can survive in the water."

Lu Xueqin smiled, her gaze provocatively fixed on Fang Fei. "That old man thinks he's my man, but he's not. He's just a rapist. I haven't used this ritual yet. I don't mind performing it on anyone, as long as it's not that old man. But I'm stuck in the harem and don't see any other men. Today I finally met one. If you want me to have water, marry me, be my husband, and then I'll perform this ritual on you. How about it?"

"I have a wife,"

Fang Fei replied shyly. Thinking of his wedding with his master yesterday, he felt a surge of joy. Although Feng Shitong didn't think much of it, Fang Fei had already secretly considered his master as his wife.

"Haha."

Lu Xueqin laughed, her little bottom jiggling violently. She hadn't expected Fang Fei to take it so seriously. "Then you can take me as a concubine. I just want a title, as long as we address each other privately. I don't want to be called that old man's woman until I die."

Unlike marrying a principal wife, Tang nobles took concubines very casually. However, concubines had a very low status, and no noble daughter wanted to become a concubine. Becoming a concubine meant no longer being a commoner, but becoming a servant. The concubine's husband was also her master, always one rank higher than her. Of course, concubines were special servants, with a much higher status than ordinary servants, after all, they had a marriage contract with their master and were his woman.

Fang Fei couldn't help but feel sorry for Lu Xueqin again. She married the person she hated most, yet had no power to resist, and could only use this self-degrading method to take revenge on her enemy. She gave up being a noble concubine, but instead married a stranger as a concubine. But was this kind of revenge useful? It was just her deceiving herself. Fang Fei placed his hand on her buttocks, wanting to say something, but didn't, only uttering a faint, "I have no need to take you as a concubine; you're just a female dog."

"Yes, I am a female dog,"

Lu Xueqin said, her expression somber. "But I don't truly listen to you; I'm just afraid of you. If you marry me, I will willingly do anything for you. Whether you make me a concubine or a female dog, I will listen to you. I will give you my body and soul, and I will listen to whatever you say."

"You will listen to whatever I say?"

Fang Fei's duel with the Fuhua Sect was imminent, and he couldn't stay in the brothel training slaves all day like Xu Liu; time was too tight. If the female slave herself was willing, then the training would be much more effective. Now that she had said this, it was exactly what Fang Fei wanted.

"You'll definitely get the most obedient and loyal female dog, as long as you're willing to be my husband."

Lu Xueqin twisted her body slightly. "Let's perform the love ritual together, let me become your woman, and then you can fuck me however you want."

Fang Fei didn't understand why she was so proactive, and slowly said, "Even if you become my concubine, I'll still train you well and send you back to the old man."

"I know."

Lu Xueqin's expression was bitter, with a kind of beauty like a pear blossom in the rain, but her tone was indifferent. "But, at least I can marry someone I don't dislike before I die."

Fang Fei didn't know why he couldn't bear to look at her, so he picked her up and said, "That ritual, it won't harm me, will it?"

Lu Xueqin smiled brightly: "Why would I harm you? If you die, the old man will just replace you with someone else. What good will that do me? To be honest, you're much better than the last old geezer, at least you're prettier."

...

Fang Fei pulled her to another training room and simply decorated it as their bridal chamber. This training room, called "Dreamy Ocean," was a room predominantly decorated in blue tones. The walls were covered with various seashells, the windowsills held colorful corals, and there were fish-shaped wind chimes and seaweed-like ornaments.

Lu Xueqin stood naked beside him. Her long hair flowed like clouds, and her beautiful face was unparalleled in the world. Her fair and delicate skin appeared even more pristine in the pale blue room. Her large, erect breasts stood proudly, their nipples an alluring red. Now, it seemed that the ruby-like color of her nipples was unique to sea creatures, vibrant and dazzling. Below her slender waist was a flat stomach, showing no signs of having given birth. Between her legs was a completely smooth expanse, without a single hair. Fang Fei knew that Xu Liu hadn't shaved her; she was naturally hairless.

The red slit between her legs, like her nipples, was bright and alluring.

Lu Xueqin's request for Fang Fei to marry her was originally just a momentary impulse. After Fang Fei agreed, she thought that if she could perform the ritual, then Fang Fei could have sex with her. She didn't really think about getting married. She knew she was just a woman to be trained, and a woman of the emperor at that. If Fang Fei could verbally acknowledge that she was his concubine, she would have achieved her goal of humiliating the emperor. Unexpectedly, Fang Fei didn't rush her to perform the ritual to cuckold the emperor. Instead, he took her to another room.

This room, "Dreamy Ocean," was decorated in a very dreamy style. Although many of the decorations in the room were just gimmicks related to the sea and had nothing to do with the sea, Lu Xueqin, being a member of the sea tribe, still liked it very much. She stroked the shell patterns on the wall and said softly, "This room is very nice, much more comfortable than the previous one. The previous room was no place for a human to stay. It was such a dark room, and it was eerie. I almost went crazy."

"If you like it, I will train you here from now on, but you have to be obedient."

Seeing her happy, Fang Fei was also a little happy for some reason. Looking at the naked beauty beside him, he asked, "Would you like to put on some clothes?"

"No need,"

Lu Xueqin replied. She didn't believe Fang Fei genuinely wanted to marry her, nor did she genuinely want to marry him. Their relationship was merely that of a trainer and the trained; she was simply desperate, struggling haphazardly like a dying person. Seeing Fang Fei's serious demeanor now, she felt a pang of regret. She tucked her long hair behind her ear and said, "You're just taking a concubine; it'll be enough."

Fang Fei was secretly displeased. His wedding with his master yesterday had been rushed; he had been on tenterhooks the entire time, fearing his master would turn on him, and it was over before he could truly savor it. Even though his master was just going through the motions, he still wanted to hear it again. Now that Lu Xueqin was going to be his concubine, he felt he could make up for yesterday's disappointment. So he put on a stern face and said, "Qin Nu, my wedding with my wife was very hasty, and I'm very unwilling to accept it. When I become successful in the future, I will definitely hold a grand wedding again so that everyone knows I married her. But you and I are afraid we won't have a second chance, so let's make it more formal. There are wedding dresses in this training room; I'll get one for you."

"No need,"

Lu Xueqin laughed, "Mermaid weddings are supposed to be without clothes." "You'll have to take them off anyway, won't you?"

Fang Fei frowned and said, "What are your mermaid weddings like? Let's do it the same way."

"Our wedding? First, we torture the man relentlessly, making him spill everything from his life, leaving no secrets. Then we put him on the altar, cut off his limbs, and if you like, we can cut off his ears and gouge out his eyes. That's the engagement. The wedding is a love ritual after he's healed, then we go to the bridal chamber."

Lu Xueqin thought for a moment, then added, "I've never been to one, so I'm not very clear on it."

The merfolk's bizarre wedding custom was one thing, but Fang Fei didn't want to become crippled. He asked again, "Was it a grand affair when the emperor made you his concubine?"

"I never want to experience that,"

Lu Xueqin said sullenly. "Being raped and then married, what's there to brag about?"

"Then let's do it our way, the elves."

Fang Fei touched his pointed elf ears, preparing to indulge in another wedding, completely disregarding the fact that elves don't take concubines.

He still found a wedding dress for Lu Xueqin to wear. As the best training room in the world, it naturally had all kinds of outfits, allowing the female slave to perform any role-playing at any time. However, the outfits here were somewhat different from the normal ones. Take this wedding dress, for example; it was completely openwork, revealing what should be revealed and leaving nothing uncovered.

Lu Xueqin was already naked when Fang Fei brought the wedding dress over, so she put it on. She didn't ask for underwear, and Fang Fei didn't think to give her any. The beautiful woman wore only this wedding dress, with nothing underneath. The snow-white, openwork dress contrasted beautifully with her snow-white body, making her radiant. The low-cut dress exposed the upper half of her breasts. And since she wasn't wearing a bra, the lower half of her breasts weren't much covered by the dress either. Large areas of her breasts were exposed in the openwork areas, and rubies protruded, as if they were ornaments on the wedding dress. And within the snow-white, floor-length skirt, two slender, beautiful legs could be vaguely seen, but the milky-white legs and smooth, hairless lower body blended seamlessly with the pure white wedding dress, with only a touch of red between her legs telling you that this was indeed a woman's shy and delicate area.

Fang Fei was also naked. He tried on a tuxedo, but all the tuxedos here were for adults, and his was too big, so he took it off. For a moment, he couldn't think of anywhere to find a suitable one. Turning his head, he saw Lu Xueqin in a see-through wedding dress, so alluring and captivating that he almost drooled. Women need adornment, and Lu Xueqin, a beauty of unparalleled allure, with only a barely concealing wedding dress covering her fair body, exuded a unique charm. Fang Fei only glanced at her, and his already limp penis immediately became erect again.

Lu Xueqin looked at his penis and chuckled softly, "In a hurry? Then hurry up."

Fang Fei threw down the ill-fitting tuxedo, thinking that even if he had no clothes to wear, he would at least be a dignified husband today. He scratched his head, thinking that although there were no ancient trees here, he still had to make his vows. He walked up to Lu Xueqin and said, "Kneel down!"

Lu Xueqin gracefully knelt down, her long white dress folding to the floor, her small feet rubbing together on the carpet, seemingly uneasy.

Fang Fei knelt beside her, pretending to be serious, but pressing down on her wedding dress. "I'll say a sentence, you repeat it, do you hear me?"

Lu Xueqin nodded, nonchalantly repeating after him.

"I take you to be my wife, to live with you, to be one with you, to love you

, to comfort you, to respect you, to protect you, as I love myself. Whether you are sick or healthy, rich or poor, I will remain faithful to you forever."

As Fang Fei listened to Lu Xueqin recite her vows, a sense of emptiness washed over him. He had harbored regrets about his wedding with his master yesterday and wanted to repeat it. But the vows were the same, yet the feeling was completely gone. When he knelt beside his master, every word he uttered came from the heart; the vows felt too short, and he had so much more to say.

But today, reciting the same vows felt so insincere. The words from yesterday sounded incredibly awkward. He didn't want to do any of the things he vowed, nor could he do any of them. Lu Xueqin was the emperor's woman; he only wanted to take advantage of her beauty and use her in the duel against the Fuhua Sect. In the end, he would still have to return her to the emperor. Her fate would still be to be buried with him.

Fang Fei thought to himself, "Forget it, she's not my master. Why should I take her so seriously? I just need to fuck her and train her." One day in the future, when I become a great and respected person, I will remarry my master and make up for all the regrets of yesterday. Making such a vow to others is truly meaningless. However, thinking about how powerful my master is, I'm afraid I'll never be worthy of him, and I feel utterly lost.

After a long while, Fang Fei turned to look at the beauty, Lu Xueqin, who gave him a "are you satisfied now?" look. Fang Fei, annoyed, tidied his hair, thinking that after finishing that so-called ritual, he should just go to bed with her and fuck her; there was no need to deceive himself here. He reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, gently asking, "How do you do that so-called Love Ritual?" (10-15

Extra Chapter: The Forbidden Piece of the Sub-Father,

Volume 1: Blood Ties and Forbidden Bonds,

Chapter 01: Heartbreak and Separation)

I curled up on the bed again.

Looking at the twilight outside the window, I could only watch.

Since that day, when I heard and saw my boyfriend betray me, I could only cry to my grandfather. I dared not tell my parents; they didn't know about my relationship.

Although Duan Ruofeng called me many times, I eventually turned off my phone. I didn't want to hear any explanations, nor did I want to see him.

Grandpa said he came looking for me, but he stopped me at the door. Luckily, Mom and Dad weren't home then. Grandpa said he still wanted to explain something.

But when Grandpa told me, I was just curled up on the bed, behind the door. Just like now, curled up.

The difference is, back then I was in Shanghai. Now I'm in Taiwan.

I don't know how Grandpa did it, and I never knew I had an aunt in Taiwan. After Grandpa dropped me off, he left.

My aunt entrusted me to her two sons, my two uncles. Then, she went back to Shanghai with Grandpa.

I've been here for a month now.

My uncles are very cold to me. I often see indifference, even a hint of disgust, in their eyes.

I don't know why. I just feel that this place is strange.

My great-aunt's relationship with my grandfather made me feel that my grandfather seemed to dislike this younger sister. Moreover, my grandfather never told me about her existence.

My uncles, on the other hand, were always out early and back late, so I almost never saw them.

I got out of bed and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It was like something out of a novel; this place was called Yangmingshan. However, I had never been outside to see it. Except for that one day when I came in, I only saw a little bit of it.

The housekeeper here told me that my two uncles were named Mo Fantian and Mo Fanyu. I didn't understand why they had the surname Mo.

But the housekeeper didn't say anything. He only told me that their great-grandfather, my uncles' father, was actually Italian. However, the housekeeper rarely mentioned my great-aunt, nor did he tell me about my uncles' identities.

I only knew that my two uncles seemed to have other names.

"Miss, dinner is ready." A knock on the door pierced the silence of the room.

I simply walked over slowly and opened the door. The maid saw me open the door and quietly led me away.

I just knew that I would be eating dinner alone again. But I was used to it.

After dinner, I sat alone in the garden. It was already September. However, the weather in Taiwan was truly different from Shanghai. A few days ago there was strong wind, but today it was sunny again.

The temperature was actually quite nice. Compared to Shanghai's summer temperatures, it was a little cooler.

Perhaps it was because I was in the mountains. So, the sky seemed brighter?

Looking at the bracelet on my wrist, my fingertips touched its coolness.

These amethyst beads were personally chosen by Duan Ruofeng, strung together one by one, and given to me.

But…

finally, I fiercely ripped the bracelet off.

I watched the crystals fall onto the grass. The grass had already covered the beads.

And my heart, like this bracelet,

had long since scattered, buried somewhere unknown.

I told myself I would take a month to forget that heartbreak.

But four years of relationship. Or rather, four years of what I considered a relationship. How easy is it to forget in a month?

"Miss, the two gentlemen are back." I heard the butler's voice.

My two uncles are back?

I wiped away the tears that had somehow fallen from my face.

I knew my two uncles didn't seem to like me. But here, they were the only two family I had.

So, I always tried to please them. At least, I hoped they wouldn't hate me.

"Uncle, Uncle," I greeted them obediently.

Uncle Mo Fantian only gave me a cold look. Uncle Mo Fanyu, at least, gave me a smile.

At least, they still looked at me now, didn't they?

When I first arrived, they wouldn't even look at me.

I smiled bitterly and went upstairs. Because I saw that there were other people behind them. They probably had something to say. So, it was better for me to leave.

I closed the door, and all my smiles froze on my lips.

Leaning against the door, I slowly slid down and fell to the floor.

I curled my head up between my knees, the room filled with darkness, only the sound of low sobs remained.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang. It was my mother on the screen.

"Wang'er, did you have fun in Taiwan?"

I heard my mother's voice. My parents only knew I was in Taiwan for a visit, and that my grandfather had sent me to visit my great-aunt, whom I hadn't contacted in decades.

"Yes, I had a lot of fun. How are you and Dad? How is Grandpa?" I wiped away my tears, my voice tinged with a smile.

"Your father and I are doing well, and Grandpa is doing well too."

I listened to my mother's loving words, and heard my father repeatedly saying, "Let me talk to my daughter too." His eyes, however, were already brimming with tears.

My only answers were "Yes" and "Okay," afraid that if I opened my mouth, my mother would hear my sobs.

After hanging up, I collapsed onto the bed and wept bitterly.

Here, although I had escaped Duan Ruofeng's harassment, I could no longer find comfort from my parents and grandfather.

My uncles showed me no affection whatsoever. The servants, because of their status, didn't say much to me either.

Here, I was alone, looking at the sky, the flowers, everything. But all I saw was the house itself.

I remembered my mother calling my name, "Wang'er," as I looked at the sky through the dark window.

My grandfather named me Wangyou, hoping I could forget my sorrows. That's why my nickname is Wang'er.

I should forget, shouldn't I?

Duan Ruofeng treated me like this, even after four years of relationship.

He didn't care anymore, so why should I still be so attached?

Why is it always the woman who can't forget a relationship in the end? It shouldn't

be like this!

I am Mo Wangyou, the little princess of the Mo family, the sole heir to the Mo Corporation.

It was just a relationship!

Forget it…

Chapter 2: How to Relieve Sorrow

? This was probably the first time in a month.

I got up early and went to the kitchen. This naturally startled the servants and cooks.

However, I just wanted to make some breakfast for my two uncles.

Perhaps, this was just my way of trying to please them. I hoped to get along well with them, at least they could treat me like a little niece.

The cooks didn't dare say anything. They just watched as I cooked some congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and made some small snacks. They helped me take them out.

Just as I set out the bowls and chopsticks, my two uncles came downstairs.

"Uncle, Uncle, good morning." I greeted them with a smile.

All I got in return was a cold glance and another smile.

But when they saw the breakfast, they seemed to freeze for a moment.

"I made this. These are the kinds of breakfasts we eat where I'm from." I said immediately, and the servants, as usual, served them breakfast.

"You got up early just to make breakfast?" It was Mo Fanyu, my uncle, who spoke.

"Yes, I had nothing to do this morning, so I thought I'd make some breakfasts from where I'm from." I looked down, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw that they seemed to have eaten.

"The taste is not bad."

My uncle's words relieved me.

Compared to my older uncle, my younger uncle was kinder to me. At least, he would occasionally say a few words to me.

I glanced at my older uncle. He was just silently eating his breakfast.

A breakfast, at least, was somewhat helpful.

At least, I had exchanged a few words with my younger uncle during the meal.

"If you're bored, go for a walk."

Before leaving the table, my older uncle left a message and a card.

I watched them leave; they must have gone to work. Taking the card, I slowly returned to my room.

Hope! Cheer up!

I encouraged myself. At least, what my older uncle said just now showed concern for me, right?

Holding the card in my hand, I smiled slightly.

In the afternoon, I told the housekeeper that I wanted to go for a walk. However, I only asked the driver to take me for a casual stroll down the mountain.

Driving on the congested streets of Taipei, I just looked at the diverse crowd through the car window.

Their faces all seemed to be wearing smiles.

But why can't I smile?

Taipei is unfamiliar to me; I can only rely on street signs to find my way around. But even if I knew where I was, what good would it do? I wouldn't be shopping alone anyway, would I?

"Miss, this is Taipei 101," the driver suddenly said.

I looked at the skyscraper, so incredibly tall. Just as the Oriental Pearl Tower is the symbol of Shanghai, Taipei 101 is the symbol of Taipei, right? That's what I thought.

But compared to its grandeur, the crowds below seemed like ants.

Suddenly! For some reason! I thought I saw a familiar figure!

Impossible… how could he be here?

"Let's go back," I finally said.

Slowly, the car climbed the mountain. I looked at the beautiful scenery along the roadside.

But a growing pain shot through my heart.

Wang You! Didn't you say you'd forget?

I remembered my vow yesterday—to forget in a month! Now, a new month has passed!

But how can I forget?

I know he can't come. Yet, just that one perhaps familiar figure has already brought him to mind.

I got out of the car and went into the garden, sitting by the pool.

Looking at the clear water, for a moment, I wanted to jump in and clear my head.

Don't worry! That man betrayed you! He betrayed your four-year relationship!

Don't think about him anymore!

He's not worth your sadness! Not at all!

A breeze blew, cool on my face.

I reached out and touched something wet.

Don't cry! I told myself! Slowly, I wiped away the tears. But my eyes wouldn't leave.

How can I forget this sorrow?

At dinner, I was alone again. This time, however, the butler was there.

"Miss, there might be a typhoon in the next few days. So, you might not be able to go out."

He left.

I ate my meal alone in silence and then went upstairs. It seems my two uncles will be home late today.

I don't know what they do, and no one told me.

Is a typhoon coming?

It seems like this is the weather in Taiwan in September. Rainy, and lots of typhoons.

But it doesn't matter. I rarely go out anyway.

Today, I just went to take a look.

My mood seems much better. At least, compared to last month.

I turned the air conditioner down, felt cold, and then snuggled into bed. I casually browsed the web and watched videos.

Perhaps, forgetting those things like this is for the best?

Chapter 3 Treating Uncle's Injuries

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. My mouth was a little thirsty.

It's already one in the morning. Uncle should be back by now, right?

Hehe, I chuckled. Whether they come back or not doesn't seem to concern me much.

But when I was at the bottom of the stairs, I heard what sounded like people downstairs, a lot of people.

I didn't dare go down, so I hid in a corner where they couldn't see me, listening to the sounds below.

After listening for a long time, I finally understood something. It turned out that my uncle was injured. That looks like a gunshot wound.

For a moment, I felt a pang of fear.

A gunshot wound? Who gets shot, and how? These were things I'd mostly seen in movies and TV shows.

They often appeared in Taiwanese novels, but they'd never happened in my life. For a moment, I had a sudden urge to rush back to my room, grab my luggage, and return to Shanghai.

But… going back meant facing Duan Ruofeng, facing that betrayal.

In the end, I just stood there, motionless.

“Second Master, what do we do now? The Duke can't go to the hospital, but what about this gunshot wound?” I heard someone say something like that.

“No! We have to remove the bullet from Big Brother!” That was my uncle's voice.

I listened, and finally understood. Big Brother had been shot in the shoulder and was unconscious. And they couldn't take him to the hospital. And their personal doctor seemed unlikely to arrive anytime soon.

I bit my lip, secretly watching my unconscious uncle on the sofa downstairs, and a group of uncles I didn't recognize.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that if I could save my uncles now, my relationship with both of them would improve significantly, wouldn't it? At least, they would consider me a family member because of it.

"Uncle, I... I can remove the bullet from your uncle's body." Finally, I mustered the courage to go downstairs.

Everyone stared at me. My uncle was surprised, the others distrustful.

"You... you're still awake." My uncle didn't answer me.

I knew they didn't believe me.

"I studied forensic medicine, so I should be able to." I told myself not to be afraid, not even if they were strangers. "Anyway, there's no one else who can treat your uncle right now, is there?"

Everyone fell silent because of my last sentence. Finally, I saw my uncle nod, as if to say, "Let me try?"

I immediately went back to my room and grabbed a set of surgical instruments that my friend Qin Ling had given me before graduation. I had brought it because Qin Ling was now abroad, and we had promised each other that we would always carry the gifts we had given each other, no matter where we were. But now, I needed them.

“Um, there’s no anesthetic… so, Uncle, you have to hold Uncle down…” I laid the knife out on the table. I also asked the butler to find an alcohol lamp. But there was no anesthetic.

Finally, everything was ready. Uncle was also held down. Although he was unconscious.

In university, I had only dissected corpses. But now, it was a living human body. At that moment, I felt a little scared.

Wang You! Don’t be afraid!

Finally, I regulated my breathing, carefully heated the knife, and slowly cut open the wound.

I knew that at this moment, my whole mind was focused on that small wound. Uncle struggled a little, but was held down by Uncle and the others. I felt my heart pounding, but I still made the cut. I don’t know

how long it took, but finally, I removed the bullet with tweezers. Finally, I stitched up the wound. Finally, I applied medicine and bandaged it.

When I put down the bloody knife, I was almost exhausted, and I let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, everyone was looking at me. The distrust in his eyes was gone. Perhaps there was more admiration?

"Uncle, he might still have a fever… so someone needs to watch over him…" I said, looking at my uncle.

My uncle glanced at me. "You go and rest first."

Then, he had someone carefully carry my uncle back to his room. Everyone else was sent away by my uncle to rest.

I followed along and saw clearly that some of the others were injured, but they had already received basic treatment.

Finally, only I remained by the open door.

"You…" My uncle saw me, wanting to say something, but didn't.

"Uncle, let me help you take care of him. At least I have some medical knowledge."

I just hoped that this would bring me closer to them.

My uncle scrutinized me for a long time before finally agreeing.

As I expected, my uncle started having a fever in the early morning. My uncle and I took turns caring for him until noon, when the fever finally subsided.

Now, I sat on the sofa in the room. In my hand was the porridge my uncle had just given me. And my uncle sat beside me.

"I didn't expect you to dare remove the bullet."

I looked at the porridge in my hand, listening to his words. His "dared" must have encompassed many meanings, right?

"I studied forensic medicine. So... I've done autopsies before..." My voice was very soft.

This was the first time my uncle had spoken to me so closely. It was also the first time I heard sincerity in his voice. There was no disgust, no pretense.

Until the afternoon, a man came.

My uncle told me he was their private doctor. As for me, I hadn't slept all night, and my uncle just told me to go and rest.

Lying on my own bed, I was very tired, and my eyes were sore. But for the first time, I fell asleep with a smile.

For the first time in a month, I was in a good mood before going to sleep. And... I slept very well.

Chapter 4 Uncle's Change

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

After getting up, I immediately went to my uncle's room. My uncle told me that he had woken up. He also knew that I had removed the bullet for him.

"Little girl, you are very brave and very capable!" A voice suddenly appeared.

I looked at the refined man; he was the doctor. However, I didn't recognize him.

“My name is Huo Zicheng, I’m your two uncles’ private doctor and friend.”

“Hello, Uncle Huo, my name is Mo Wangyou.” I greeted him obediently.

“Uncle?” He seemed a little unhappy with my address. “I’m not that old, am I? You don’t need to call me uncle, do you?”

I glanced at my younger uncle and then at my older uncle, who was already awake in bed, unsure how to respond.

“Zicheng, she’s still a child. Don’t use your usual tone on her.” My younger uncle spoke up from the side.

I looked at Huo Zicheng and smiled at me, then shrugged.

“Alright, little Wangyou, it seems I can only be your uncle.”

He winked, making me want to laugh. However, his use of the word “little” made me a little uncomfortable.

“Uncle, I’m not little anymore… I’ve already graduated from university.” I emphasized the word “little.”

He just said “oh,” “Just graduated from university? Then you really are a child!”

In the end, I was helpless.

Yes, to them, I really am a child, right?

For a moment, the room was silent. I didn't know what to say, and neither did they.

"Um... Uncle, are you hungry? I'll go cook something light..."

I said, and immediately ran out.

Behind me, I seemed to hear Huo Zicheng say, "Looks like Xiao Wangyou is quite afraid of you!"

I simply ran to the kitchen.

I stared blankly at the simmering porridge.

No one would stop me now. They all knew this was my only hobby.

I also knew these things weren't my responsibility. But at that moment, I truly didn't know what to do in my room. I rarely spoke to them anyway.

I also knew that deep down, I was afraid. Afraid of what? I didn't know.

Perhaps the gunshot wound was enough to frighten me?

After finishing the porridge, I had the maid take it to her. I went back to my room.

Unexpectedly, I saw many missed calls from Qin Ling on my phone.

"Ling'er?" I dialed the number.

"Youyou, you and Duan Ruofeng… broke up? He betrayed you?" It was Qin Ling's worried voice on the other end of the line.

I hadn't told her about this. But she still found out.

"Yes," I replied, still heartbroken.

"That bastard! I must kill him! How dare he treat you like this! Youyou, why didn't you tell me?" Just a moment ago, I was furious. The next moment, she immediately showed concern for me.

"Ling'er, you're abroad. I don't want you to worry. Just focus on completing your doctoral studies." I knew that if I had told her earlier, she would have come back immediately before the semester started.

"But..."

"Ling'er, I'm fine! Really fine! I'm at my uncle's house in Taiwan now. They... are very kind to me..." I said the last part with a hint of guilt.

"Really?" There seemed to be concern on the other end of the phone.

"Really! They all know about me... They... comforted me..." I lied to her.

After talking to Ling'er for a long time, she finally felt relieved.

After hanging up, I curled up on the bed.

Looking at the bright light outside the French windows, I just silently shed tears.

At this moment, I didn't know. Was it because of Duan Ruofeng's betrayal, or because of my uncles' indifference, or because of Ling'er's concern?

Were they tears of sorrow? Were they tears of helplessness? Or... tears of gratitude?

I kept sobbing and crying until it got dark. My eyes were a little dry, and when I looked in the mirror, I realized they were red and swollen from crying.

I thought I'd be alone for dinner, so it wouldn't matter.

But, to my surprise, both uncles downstairs and Uncle Huo were there! I then realized that Uncle Huo had said his shoulder was injured, and he wasn't that weak.

I kept my head down as much as possible. I knew my eyes really couldn't be seen right now.

I sat next to my younger uncle, with Uncle Huo opposite me, and my older uncle sitting at the head of the table.

"Xiao Wangyou, have you been crying? Your eyes look very red and swollen." Suddenly, Uncle Huo's voice reached my ears.

"No...no...I got something in my eye, so I rubbed it." I kept my head down.

Suddenly, my head was lifted. I saw my younger uncle's face.

"You really cried? Why did you cry?" My younger uncle seemed apologetic, and even Uncle Huo seemed to be frowning slightly.

I knew they must have misunderstood something.

"I just talked to a good friend on the phone. We haven't been in touch for a long time, so I thought about the past, and felt a little nostalgic and sad." That was all I could say.

However, thinking of that person still brought some pain to my heart.

My three uncles chatted with me casually afterwards.

But for me, it was truly a happy occasion. It seemed that this time, my uncles had truly accepted me, hadn't they?

I told my three uncles that they could call me Wang'er. That's what my family calls me.

My youngest uncle looked at me with a smile.

My eldest uncle still had no expression, but he wasn't cold anymore.

Uncle Huo had a somewhat cynical feel to him, but he was very gentle.

Finally, after a month

, I finally gained my uncles' approval...

That night, I slept very well.

Chapter 5 Heart Lock

When I woke up the next day, I found that a typhoon had started outside. It was even raining.

My uncles said that this kind of weather seemed normal in Taiwan. It would get better in a few days.

Every day, my two uncles would talk to me, and Uncle Huo would often make me laugh for a long, long time.

A week later, the sky finally cleared up. Uncle Huo was leaving too. For a moment, I was reluctant to let him go. Because he already treats me like his own niece.

However, my two uncles are also getting along very well with me now. At least, my younger uncle is. My older uncle… he's still mostly expressionless.

But that's enough.

I've always known that there seems to be some secret between them and my great-aunt, and even with my grandfather. Because I can tell that my uncles didn't just dislike me at first. They also disliked my great-aunt, their mother. They even had a dislike for my grandfather.

But I don't know why.

Early this morning, my older uncle, whose injuries had almost healed, and my younger uncle went out.

After breakfast, I had the driver take me down the mountain to explore.

Now, I get along well with everyone in the house. Perhaps it's because I removed the bullet from my older uncle that day. In any case, this is what I wanted most.

"Miss, you can come out at night next time. There's a night market here then. It's very lively," the driver told me with a smile.

I'm in a good mood now, so looking at the street scene outside the car window gives me a different feeling.

"Night markets? I've heard of them. There's Shilin Night Market, Raohe Night Market, and..." I rattled off the names of the night markets I knew, as if they were my own treasures.

"Next time, Miss, you can come out at night; you'll definitely enjoy it."

"Okay." I smiled.

I felt everyone was being very friendly to me now.

"This is Zhongxiao East Road, Miss, would you like to get off and take a look?"

I nodded in agreement, waiting for the driver to find a parking spot.

I walked along the streets of Taipei, watching the bustling crowds and the dazzling array of shops.

Finally, the driver came to my side. He introduced each shop to me, but I just walked past them without going in. Because I just wanted to look around.

I had thought about traveling to Taiwan before, but for some reason, my grandfather wouldn't allow it.

Now, I could finally see it properly.

After all, this land is also my motherland. No matter what, I haven't left the country. That's enough to put my mind at ease. Familiar smells, familiar land, but I couldn't see that familiar person.

This is probably why Grandpa chose to send me here to heal my heartbreak.

Walking and listening, a smile graced my face.

Finally, we arrived at a coffee shop. I was with my driver, intending to go in and sit down.

But my smile froze on my face.

Looking at the figure inside the transparent glass window, I couldn't believe it.

Duan Ruofeng?! Impossible! He couldn't possibly be here! He doesn't know I'm in Taiwan! Even if he did, how could I possibly run into him in such a big place!

That person…is just someone who looks similar?

But I didn't dare go in.

That person seemed to sense my gaze and looked up in my direction.

It was him! I knew it was him!

"I…don't want coffee anymore. Let's go back."

I quickly walked towards the parking lot, and the driver immediately followed.

"Miss, are you alright? What's wrong?"

I didn't finish my sentence, just kept walking.

Suddenly, a voice called my name from behind.

"Youyou, let me explain, okay! Youyou!" That voice was so familiar. But it hurt so much.

I practically ran. The driver naturally followed, and we finally reached the parking lot.

"Open the door! Go back!" I was almost hysterical.

As soon as the driver opened the door, I rushed inside.

Through the car window, I watched Duan Ruofeng run towards me.

But the car started moving.

He seemed to be saying something, shouting something. He seemed to have entourage behind him.

Through the rearview mirror, I saw him running after the car.

Until… I couldn't see anything anymore.

Until… his voice was drowned out by the bustling traffic.

“Miss… why are you crying? Do you know that gentleman?”

The driver's words made me reflexively touch my cheek.

I… I really cried again…

Why do I always cry?

All the way, I just pressed my face against the car window, looking outside.

But everything was blurry.

Back on the mountain, I rushed back to my room.

I locked the door, but hid inside the closet.

I curled up tightly, trapped in the darkness.

I just… kept venting my sadness…

Chapter 6 Uncle's Anger

At lunchtime, someone knocked on the door, but I didn't answer.

At dinnertime, someone knocked again, but I still didn't answer.

"Wang'er, open the door! What happened?" My uncle's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

I remained hidden in the closet.

"Wang'er, open the door!" This time, it was my eldest uncle's voice.

The knocking finally made me slowly emerge from the closet.

I realized then that it was very, very late.

I opened the door and looked at the two uncles standing there. I just stared.

"The driver said you met a man this afternoon and then came back crying. What happened?" My uncle looked at me, and my eldest uncle looked at me too.

I could only lower my head.

I didn't know what to say.

And so, the three of us stood at the door. It wasn't until I suddenly realized that this wasn't right that

I invited the two uncles into the room, but I still chose to stay in a corner of the sofa.

"What happened?" This time, it was my eldest uncle.

I looked at him, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

I bit my lip, not knowing what to say.

Until, a faint metallic taste filled my mouth. I realized then that I had bitten my lip until it bled.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth on my lips. I looked in surprise as my uncle gently touched my lips with his fingertips.

"Wang'er, what happened?"

The way my uncles looked at me made me feel strange, even sad for a moment.

Wangyou! Your uncles are concerned about you! How could you think like that! I silently berated myself.

"I... just ran into an old friend..." Yes, the old friend who brought me pain and made me run away...

I lowered my head again, and the finger on my lip was removed.

For a moment, the room was silent.

"He is the reason you left Shanghai and came here."

A statement, as if my uncle already knew.

I looked at my finger, "Hmm..."

but suddenly felt a sting in my nose and eyes.

I can't cry! I mustn't cry! Don't cry for him!

I reminded myself again and again, but... tears still slid down.

They dripped onto the back of my hand, burning hot.

Suddenly, I fell into an embrace. For a moment, I struggled.

“Uncle…” I pressed against his chest.

But in the end, I realized I really needed a hug, to let out a good cry.

From the moment it all happened, I’d been facing it all alone. Every time, I’d secretly hide away and cry. Actually, I really wanted a hug too, to let me cry my heart out.

No more struggling, no more refusing. I sobbed uncontrollably.

“Why? Why did he do this to me!” I clung to my clothes like a drowning person finding a lifeline, desperately trying to release the pain in my heart.

“Why! Why did he lie to me!” Four years! Four years of feelings, and it was all just a lie?

Did he come to me because my usefulness wasn’t over yet? Was it?

My vision blurred; I couldn’t see anything clearly.

I only knew that I needed to vent.

I needed to release all the pain I’d bottled up for the past month.

In my hazy state, I felt a pair of warm, large hands stroking my hair.

Just like… my father’s hands.

“Dad…” I finally managed to call out.

Suddenly, I was pushed away. I saw my uncle, his face flushed with anger. And beside him, my younger uncle, his expression equally strange.

Only then did I realize how shameful I had just done.

“I’m sorry…” I lowered my head, staring at the carpet.

“I’m not your father, and I never will be!” For some reason, my uncle’s tone was firm and angry. It struck me as odd.

“I… know…” I began, but I was still sobbing, “You, you are my uncles…”

I thought, my uncles probably don’t really like me, right? That’s why they acted this way.

For a long, long time, no one spoke.

Until…

“Wang’er, what happened between you and that person?” This time, it was my younger uncle.

I felt the empty seat beside me suddenly sink in. It was my uncle, sitting down next to me.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something. But then, I hesitated, unsure if I should speak.

"Tell me," my uncle said, stroking my head.

For a moment, I felt an urge to cry again, but I restrained myself.

Slowly, I began to recount the pain of betrayal. As for the four-year relationship, I only briefly mentioned it.

"He... was my first love... but it turns out I was just a pawn..." I could only manage a bitter smile at the end. I thought that if my family didn't force me into a political marriage, I could choose whoever I liked.

Who knew it was all a deception?

I thought my two uncles would just listen and forget.

But for some reason, I sensed their anger.

"Uncle..." I stammered. Were they angry because I bothered them with such a trivial matter?

Suddenly, they both stood up simultaneously.

Without turning back, they walked towards the door.

My eyes were still red, and I just stared blankly at their reaction.

The moment the door closed

, "We're not your uncles!"

For the first time, I saw my uncle speak to me with that expression.

The door was slammed shut.

Tears streamed down my face.

"We're not your uncles?"

This phrase kept repeating in my mind.

Finally, we could be a little closer… but everything had gone back to square one, hadn't it?

Chapter 7 Uncles, what are you doing!

From that day on, I hid in my room. Every meal was brought in by the maid.

I just sat blankly on the bed, curled up.

Sometimes, I would curl up on the balcony outside the French windows, watching the bright, almost blinding sunlight. Completely forgetting that the sun was still quite scorching.

I thought, I should go back.

Back to the mainland, back to Shanghai.

My uncles wouldn't welcome me here, would they? Although I didn't know why.

Their gentleness that day touched me somewhat. But their words the next moment also hurt me deeply.

But they'd never seen me before, and I'd come uninvited, yet they still needed to take care of me. They were already being kind enough to take care of me, weren't they?

Maybe I should call Grandpa. Anyway, Duan Ruofeng is here

right now. So, it wouldn't hurt for me to go back, would it? Or, I could go find Qin Ling. She's still studying in Italy; I could take a break there.

I opened the French windows and sat in the middle. Inside, the air conditioning was at a low temperature; outside, it was the heat of summer. Two different temperatures surrounded me.

Suddenly, the door opened.

I looked at the people in the doorway—it was my two uncles.

They rarely came home during the day.

I stood up and walked towards them, wondering what they wanted to see me about.

"Uncle… um…"

For a moment, my mind went blank; I just stared at everything before me.

Finally, I regained consciousness!

I! Was being kissed by my own uncles! By my own great-uncle!

"No!" All my strength erupted, pushing the people in front of me away.

The impact made me fall onto the bed.

I felt my whole body trembling as I looked at the two people in front of me! My

great-uncle kissing me?! " Uncle, just watch!

" I cried out in disbelief. "Uncle! What are you doing?!

" "I'm not your uncle! Don't call me uncle anymore!" My uncle's words made me back down.

"Uncle..." I trembled, looking at my uncle beside me.

"I'm not your uncle either!"

His words made my head buzz.

What's going on? What's happening now?

"Wang'er, listen to me!" My uncle grabbed my shoulder. "We won't be your uncles! And you will become our woman!"

His words felt like they plunged me into an endless hell.

I just stared at them, stunned. My uncle's words kept echoing in my ears. My uncle just echoed him.

"No!" I screamed! "You're my uncles! My uncles!"

I couldn't believe it! I couldn't believe it!

Was I dreaming? Was I?

"We're not!" My uncle grabbed me. "At least, for us, we only want to possess you!"

I shook my head, feeling utterly devastated.

"No...no! I'm your niece! Your niece! We're related by blood!" I was filled with fear. I

struggled and retreated .

"This is a dream! It must be a dream!" I shook my head, backing away. Tears streamed down my face with each shake.

But then, I was grabbed and pulled forward.

"Ugh...no..." Looking at my uncle's face magnified before me, I felt like I was going crazy.

When he released me, I was shocked to find that they were just looking at me.

"No...no!" I couldn't accept this! "

I want to go home! I want to go back! You're crazy! Crazy!"

The heartbreak in my heart couldn't compare to the pain I was in now.

My own uncle, my own uncle, was saying this! He wanted to possess me!

"We won't let you go!" My uncle grabbed my chin, making it impossible for me to retreat any further.

I looked at him; his tone was real! He was serious!

I shook my head, a chill running down my spine.

"No...no...no!"

Everything went black. I

lost consciousness.

Chapter 8: Possessiveness?

From a young age, my brother and I knew what had happened between our parents.

Father loved Mother dearly, but Mother loved someone she shouldn't have!

We were used to our parents' way of interacting.

Until that day. My brother and I witnessed Mother murder Father!

Mother knew we had seen it, but she ignored it.

Finally, at Father's funeral, we saw the man Mother loved.

Finally, we watched Mother drug him, and then...they had sex!

My brother and I just watched coldly. Very coldly.

Perhaps, at that moment, our hearts were already twisted.

After my father died, we returned to Taiwan. That was my father's mother's hometown, our grandmother's hometown.

From then on, we didn't talk much to our mother. And she never explained what had happened.

Perhaps my brother and I were just cold-blooded. Our father died, and we didn't care at all.

Until that day, our mother told us that her brother's granddaughter was coming to stay for a while. It seemed like she was trying to escape something.

When my brother and I saw the girl, she looked very haggard.

Her grandfather left her there and went back. And our mother actually went back with her.

Actually, my brother and I disliked that girl, the girl named Mo Wangyou, a little.

But for a month, she was very quiet. Every time, she would greet us obediently, and every time she would stay quietly.

The housekeeper said she was always quiet and didn't make a fuss about wanting anything.

She seemed different from some rich heiresses. I knew that her family was also well-known in Shanghai.

I don't know when it started, but she actually began cooking breakfast.

However, my brother and I didn't pay any attention to her, because from the beginning, we were determined to pretend she didn't exist.

Until the day I was shot.

When I woke up, my brother told me that she had removed the bullet for me. At this point, I could tell that my brother seemed to admire her.

When I saw her, looking at her calm expression, I unconsciously began to look at her differently.

Because no woman could be so composed in that situation. Moreover, she was just a child.

Even Huo Zicheng said her technique was excellent.

For some reason, when I saw Huo Zicheng trying to strike up a conversation as usual, I wanted to stop him for a moment. But, unexpectedly, my brother stopped him first.

Our subsequent interactions made me realize that she was truly different from ordinary girls. She seemed much more mature than others.

And, in her words, I always felt that she was hiding something.

Suddenly, I really wanted to know what she was hiding. Because I wouldn't allow her to hide anything!

I felt a strange possessiveness towards her.

She was supposed to be my niece, wasn't she? Why did I feel this possessiveness?

Then one day, my brother and I came home to find her locked in her room all day. Apparently, she had encountered a man.

Opening the door, I saw her with red, swollen eyes from crying. She looked incredibly sad.

For some reason, I hugged her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a fleeting emotion in my brother's eyes.

When she called for her father in my arms, a surge of anger made me push her away.

When she slowly explained why she was like this, I realized she was trying to escape the man who had betrayed her. The man she deeply loved.

At that moment, I was completely enraged.

The instant she called me "uncle," I felt a burning rage. But I didn't know why.

In the end, I just turned to leave.

But then I heard my brother say that he didn't want to be her uncle, and wasn't her uncle.

At that moment, I understood!

From beginning to end, I had only ever seen her as a woman! Not a niece!

I want to possess her! Not just be her family.

However, my brother seems to share the same thought.

We're twins, so we can naturally sense each other.

That night, my brother and I talked all night long.

My brother's heart isn't as resolute as mine. But he told me that he only feels possessiveness towards her, not familial affection. And I feel the same way!

But I want to possess her entirely!

I don't know what my feelings for her are. But the only thing I'm certain of is that I want to possess her!

But my brother and I grew up together. I know his thoughts too.

Our conversation that night solidified our decision to share her!

Perhaps my brother and I have never had normal minds.

Perhaps, from the moment we saw our mother kill our father, from the moment we learned who our mother loved, our hearts were already twisted.

But no matter what!

Mo Wangyou, since she's our niece, means she'll be ours for life!

Whether she agrees or refuses, it won't change!

Chapter 9 The Trembling Kiss

When I woke up, I saw two similar faces.

In an instant, the memories from before I lost consciousness flooded back.

"No!" I shrank back to the corner of the bed in terror, looking at the two men in front of me.

"Forget that man, you can only be ours! I won't allow you to think of anyone else but the two of us!" Mo Fantian pulled me away and pressed me onto the bed.

"I don't want to! I'm your niece! I want to go back! I want to go back!" At this moment, I was overwhelmed by fear.

"Wang'er, since we want you, you can only stay by our side for the rest of your life." Mo Fanyu gripped my chin.

They are not my uncles! They are no longer my uncles!

They've gone mad! They've gone mad!

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. My heartbreak hadn't healed yet, why did I have to encounter this again!

Suddenly, something warm touched my face.

"No! Mmm..." My lips were kissed, and I saw Mo Fanyu's face.

He is my uncle! Why, why did he do this to me...

From that day on, I was placed under house arrest. I couldn't go anywhere except the entire house. I could never go out again.

Even calling my parents or grandfather required their supervision. My phone and everything else that allowed me to communicate were confiscated, including my passport.

Curled up in my room, I thought about their outrageous words that day.

They said they had never considered me their niece.

I would be theirs, their exclusive woman.

My body trembled uncontrollably. I knew what they meant.

The thought of them touching me sent a wave of nausea rising in my throat.

They were my uncles! My own uncles! My closest blood relatives!

"Miss, dinner is ready." It was the butler's voice outside the door.

I knew that many of the servants in the mansion had been dismissed in the past few days, replaced by bodyguards.

They were afraid I would escape!

These were their loyal subordinates.

I looked out the French windows at the fading sunlight and slowly got out of bed.

So far, they hadn't done anything to me. Perhaps I could find a chance to escape!

To escape, I must conserve my strength! I need to find an opportunity to escape first! Then I'll try to contact Grandpa and have him come pick me up!

Having made up my mind, I obediently ate my meal, remaining calm and composed.

These past few days, it seems they've been busy with something, so they often come home very late. Perhaps this is a good opportunity for me.

That night, I thought about how to escape.

Suddenly, the door opened, and I immediately looked at the doorway in terror.

"Wang'er, you'll be one of us sooner or later, don't be so afraid of us." Mo Fanyu smiled and pulled me close.

I stumbled and bumped into his arms. He pulled me to the sofa, where Mo Fantian was also sitting.

"Do you like this?" I watched as Mo Fantian took out a box, opened it, and inside was a diamond anklet.

If it were before, I would definitely say I liked it very much.

But! Now! I don't want anything from these two lunatics.

But I can't anger them. Otherwise, they will definitely become even more insane.

"I...I like it..." I said slowly and softly, suppressing my trembling.

A chill ran down my leg as I watched Mo Fantian kneel and put an anklet on it.

For a moment, I wanted to pull my leg back. But the hands tightly wrapped around my waist told me they wouldn't let me go! So, I chose to endure it silently.

Thankfully, they didn't seem to intend to do anything to me.

They just kissed me thoroughly before leaving.

I then learned that they had recently encountered trouble and were busy dealing with it.

Only after they left did I breathe a sigh of

relief. Stay calm! Calm down! I kept telling myself.

I must escape! I must!

Once they're done, the consequences for me will be unimaginable!

I wrapped myself tightly in the blanket, my mind racing with thoughts of escape.

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