The Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber, Part 5

Chapter 5 The Swing Flower Calamity

Author: Mi Nan

Early that morning, Baoyu, having finished paying his respects to the old lady, was pondering his next move when he saw several old women patrolling the garden approaching. He didn't pay them any mind at first, but then his gaze fell upon a woman among them who stood out from the crowd and looked completely unfamiliar. He looked closer and saw that she was about forty or fifty years old, with fair, smooth skin and a full figure. Although her expression was kind, her features exuded an ethereal quality, and her clothes were very luxurious. She didn't look like a servant at all, so

he stopped her and asked her what was wrong. One of the old women replied, "This is Granny Bai, recommended by the Prince of Nan'an's residence. She's a skilled martial artist from the Jianghu! Because of the recent flower thieves in the capital, she's been asked to help watch the garden. It's truly an inconvenience." Granny Bai also came over and greeted him with a smile.

Baoyu asked in surprise, "There are flower thieves in the capital? How come I didn't know?" Granny Bai replied with a smile, "Young master, you're usually at home, so it's good that you don't know about those petty thefts outside!" Another servant chimed in, "We only recently learned about it in our household, but we heard it's already quite a big deal in the capital. Those flower thieves are incredibly slippery; they haven't been caught by the authorities yet. That's why the master sent someone to look after the courtyard. When the Nan'an Prefecture heard about it, they recommended Granny Bai. We really can't accept such a favor!"

Baoyu nodded, and before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Granny Bai a few more times, thinking to himself, "This old woman looks as delicate as Aunt Xue; how could she be a江湖人 (jianghu person, someone from the martial arts world)?"

Most of the other servants didn't dare to look at Baoyu too much, but Granny Bai met his gaze with a smile, appearing very kind and approachable. Baoyu was puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he went to Jia Lian's courtyard. Ping'er said he was inside, so he rushed in and found the couple sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) talking about this matter. As soon as Fengjie saw Baoyu, she smiled and beckoned him to sit beside her. She put her arm around his shoulder and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Baoyu, seeing her affectionate expression, though it was the same on ordinary days, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion when he recalled the absurdity in the carriage that day. He couldn't remain composed, especially with Jia Lian present. So he chuckled awkwardly, "What's all this about flower thieves in the capital? And Nan'an Prefecture even sent an old woman to help us patrol the courtyard."

Jia Lian, however, was used to their "sibling" intimacy and didn't seem to mind. He said, "These flower thieves have been causing trouble for a while now, but we only just found out. Master told me to find people to help watch the courtyard, so I went to the 'Shunyuan Escort Agency' and invited a few experienced escorts. But Nan'an Prefecture sent someone themselves saying that all the escorts were men and couldn't enter the inner gate, so they recommended this Granny Bai instead. They say she's a master from some martial arts sect. I think she's even more delicate than your sister-in-law!" He then looked at Fengjie with a grin.

Fengjie glared at her husband and said, "The Prince of Nan'an's mansion rarely associates with us, so why would they recommend someone now? It must be because we have a concubine, and they want to curry favor, so they just sent someone to make a show of it!"

Baoyu then understood somewhat, and heard Jia Lian say, "This morning, Master called me again, saying that everyone said that flower thief is incredibly slippery, daring to cause trouble even in broad daylight, and a large group of people can't catch him. He's afraid the few bodyguards won't be enough, so he wants me to go and invite some more skilled fighters. All expenses will be covered by the government; I'll have to make another trip later."

Fengjie asked, "Who should we invite this time?" Jia Lian replied, "I've already planned that. I heard that the 'Zhengxin Martial Arts School' in the south of the city was run by a Shaolin Temple disciple who returned to secular life; they have some skilled fighters, much better than those in ordinary escort agencies. I'll go there to invite people."

Baoyu, upon hearing this, said he wanted to go with Jia Lian. Fengjie tugged at his hand and said, "Good brother, what's so fun about those vulgar places? Stay here and help me write a few words; I have something to ask you later."

Baoyu, intrigued and only thinking about visiting the martial arts school, didn't notice Fengjie's watery gaze and said, "I'll help you write when I get back." Fengjie was resentful but helpless, so she let him have his way.

Baoyu and Jia Lian took a carriage and left the Rong Mansion, heading south of the city.

Meanwhile, at the Ning Mansion, Jia Rong had breakfast and went out to run errands. Qin Shi, after paying her respects to You Shi, felt listless and lost in thought. She wandered to the back garden and saw a wicker swing hanging there, cold and deserted. She thought, "It's been so long since I've come to play with you; do you miss me?" She dismissed all the maids, leaving only her close maid Ruizhu, and climbed onto the swing, asking Ruizhu to push her.

After playing enthusiastically for a while, she suddenly felt downcast, thinking, "Ever since Xiao Zhong'er met that Bao Yu, she's rarely come to see me." Her thoughts turned to Bao Yu again, and for some reason, she felt shy and anxious.

Lost in her reverie, she suddenly saw Ruizhu fall backward as if drunk, landing on the grass. Not knowing what was happening, she saw a white blur before her eyes, and then someone appeared in front of her. Looking closer, she saw that the person had a hideous, blue-green face, almost making her faint. Her body went limp, and she was about to fall off the swing… but the person, whether human or ghost, grabbed her and pulled her onto the swing as well.

Qin Keqing couldn't speak, only feeling herself being groped from head to toe. Coupled with the ghostly face before her, it felt like she was in a nightmare. The half-human, half-ghost seemed to sniff her face, then spoke in a surprisingly pleasant voice: "They say Jia Rong's wife is a fairy descended from heaven, and it's true."

Qin Keqing, her breasts grasped, felt immense shyness, her fear subsiding somewhat. Upon closer inspection, she realized the face was clearly masked, with clear, bright eyes hidden within, starkly contrasting with the狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) mask. She shouted, "Who are you? How dare you harass a respectable woman in broad daylight!"

The man didn't answer, a strange smile playing on his lips. His hands moved wildly, stimulating her, making her feel numb all over. A captivating masculine scent wafted over her, making her almost unwilling to resist… But she couldn't just let him do this to her like this, could she? Qin Keqing was startled and struggled violently. Though she was naturally promiscuous and had even had affairs, she couldn't accept this.

The masked man had a hundred ways to render Qin Keqing completely immobile, but he only ever teased her, letting her struggle without letting her escape his grasp, as if he found this more amusing.

Keqing struggled wildly on the swing for a while, feeling her hands ache, her waist go weak, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. The purple floral handkerchief around her waist had come loose, her skirt had slipped down and hung on her ankles, revealing a large section of her smooth, white legs. Finally, her jade brocade bodice was also removed, and her pair of pear-shaped breasts bounced out. She was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, afraid that the man would see her clearly, so she pressed herself forward, wanting to hide in his arms.

The masked man was very smug, laughing loudly, "This is called throwing yourself into my arms, but I didn't force you!" Qin Keqing hurriedly pushed him away, clutching her chest with both hands, and cried out helplessly, "My master is the hereditary Duke of Ningguo, holding the rank of First-Class General, and my husband is also a student of the Imperial Academy. You're bullying me today; aren't you afraid of being arrested by the authorities one day?"

To everyone's surprise, the man laughed, seemingly with boundless arrogance, saying, "Don't even mention a mere Duke of Ningguo; even that stupid emperor of today, I'm just putting him aside for now. Who in the world can do anything to me!" He fondled Keqing's soft, rosy breasts, kneading her delicate, bright red nipples with his fingers, his clear eyes gleaming with lewd light.

Hearing the masked man utter such treasonous words, Keqing knew she couldn't frighten him. She could only hope someone would find their way to the back garden, but she regretted her earlier playfulness, having sent everyone away.

Soon, Qin Keqing felt increasingly uncomfortable, panting heavily, her body glistening with sweat. When the man reached down and touched her, she realized she was already soaking wet. Even the rattan mat on the swing was slippery, making her incredibly ashamed.

Her husband, Jia Rong, was quite skilled and passionate in bed, but compared to this man, it was like child's play. For some reason, even the slightest touch from him felt incredibly pleasurable. Seeing

Qin Keqing's shy yet alluring demeanor, the masked man couldn't resist. He suddenly loosened his belt, pulled out an enormous penis, and inserted it into her vagina, causing her to float up and down.

Qin Keqing glanced over furtively and was immediately shocked, her face paling. That thing was nearly twice the size of her husband's. Even Jia Rong usually gave her a bit of a hard time, let alone this! She struggled again, but the man only held her two white buttocks, spreading her legs and placing them on his broad waist, preventing her from closing them. Then he dipped his massive, hammer-like penis into her jade-like mouth, licking it with slippery nectar, and steadily thrust it into her tender flesh, step by step. No matter how much Keqing resisted and struggled, she wouldn't turn back.

Strangely, Keqing didn't feel pain, only a feeling of her flower chamber being stretched to the point of bursting. She thought that if it went in any further, she wouldn't be able to take it, but even when the man thrust all the way in, she didn't die. He had actually taken her clitoris, and she felt weak and trembling. When the man moved in and out, she realized what pleasure was like, something beyond words.

Qin Keqing felt that the man almost reached the very end, plucking at her tender, sensitive flower core from its depths, causing her to spasm in waves. This was far superior to Jia Rong's mere four or five thrusts out of ten. Moreover, the advance and retreat seemed to have endless variations, difficult to discern, yet the pleasure was inexhaustible.

The man, using some kind of magic, caused the swing to sway gently on its own, rising higher and higher. The two of them, squeezed onto the small swing frame, were engaged in a passionate, almost fantastical act. Qin Keqing's pair of snow-white legs dangled from the swing frame, her silk skirt already fallen to the ground. Her pink embroidered shoes, like a lotus flower, arched

and relaxed in mid-air. Against the backdrop of the surrounding green trees, the scene was incredibly enchanting and sensual, but unfortunately, no one else could see it. Qin Keqing had never experienced such a wondrous sensation. She felt her heart swaying and floating with the swing, as if she were about to ascend to heaven. Her lower body was being scraped by that hot, massive thing, making her flower garden feel incredibly tender. When it came out, it felt as if it were trying to drag her liver out of her clam's mouth; when it went in, it reached her deepest recesses. That powerful hammer almost felt like it was going to push her heart out of her throat. Streams of spring water kept gushing out, wetting her jade clam, then winding down her legs. With each swing of the swing, a few drops flew away, their whereabouts unknown…

Suddenly, Ke Qing couldn't help herself. She felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her flower garden, an itch that went right to her bones. She cried out softly, "I'm going to lose it!" The words had barely left her lips when she was filled with shame and regret. She thought to herself, how could she have let a stranger play with her like this in such a situation, and so quickly at that? Even worse, she had cried out! In an instant, her face burned so hot she didn't know where to put it. She curled up low in the man's arms, her hands unconsciously clinging

tightly to his broad back. Her body convulsed, and she bit her teeth hard, hoping she could endure it... But then the masked man's large glans seemed to knead open her tender flower heart deep inside, pressing clearly inside, warming the delicate flesh within. A faint suction force penetrated deeper, drawing her soul away as if it were about to fly away and melt away. The man laughed, "Baby, if you can't hold back, spit it all out! Let me taste what kind of quality it is."

Qin Keqing felt languid all over, as if she had no strength left. Unable to endure it any longer, the nectar from her flower core gushed out like a torrent. Such blissful pleasure was something she had never experienced before, and she thought she would never experience it again...

The masked man felt streams of oily, soft fluid being poured onto his glans. The tingling sensation went straight to the core of his penis, and it was extraordinary. Having experienced countless encounters, he knew it was a rare treasure. He quickly used his profound power to absorb it, taking the streams of essence into his body. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly a treasure one in a thousand! Not only is it alluring to the bone, but even what flows out is heavenly nectar!"

Keqing was indescribably beautiful, her little mouth agape as the masked man ravaged her, losing several times more fluid than usual.

A wave of ecstasy washed over her, and she heard the masked man laugh, "After today, will you miss me?" Qin Keqing gritted her teeth and shook her head. The man then lifted Qin Keqing up, grabbed her clothes that had fallen to the ground, and leaped and bounded like a white crane, landing on the swing before she could even see clearly, and in the blink of an eye, they were behind a rockery. Qin Keqing had no knowledge of the martial arts of leaping and scaling walls in the martial world. She was utterly astonished and confused, unable to tell if the man was a god or a ghost.

The masked man placed Qin Keqing in a lush flowerbed and laughed, "The scenery here is delightful. Let me have another ecstasy with you, and see if you miss me?" He was so impressed by Qin Keqing's extraordinary beauty that few of the hundreds of women he had slept with could compare to her, so he planned to use some extraordinary methods to subdue her. Keqing was both terrified and utterly captivated, thinking that if she were to be with this man again, she would surely lose her life.

This time, the masked man stripped Qin Keqing completely naked, then stripped himself as well. Their skin touched, and Keqing felt its smoothness. Stealing a glance, she saw that the man's physique was incredibly handsome and strong, his skin smooth and fair. She was instantly captivated, only regretting that he still wore that hideous mask.

The masked man wrapped Keqing's legs around his waist and fiercely thrust his enormous penis inside her again. A series of skillful thrusts sent her to ecstasy once more.

After a while, the masked man, seeing the beautiful woman beneath him biting her lip and enduring the pain, laughed, "This place is secluded and quiet; no one will hear you if you scream. Why put up with it?" Qin Keqing, extremely ashamed, became even more alluring, which aroused the man's madness. He lewdly said, "I'll make you scream!"

This time, the masked man used all sorts of secret techniques, making Qin Keqing feel completely melted, her flower bud overflowing with nectar, her two jade-like thighs as slippery as if soaked in oil, yet she still refused to scream. A sudden feeling of pity arose in the man's heart; he could no longer bear to torment the young woman. He changed to a gentler approach, and after a short while, the young woman began to softly moan, delighting him like a sweet drink.

In a moment of ecstasy, the masked man leaned down and said, "Let me kiss you." Ke Qing couldn't refuse, tilting her head back and opening her lips to kiss him. Though a hideous mask separated them, a feeling of infatuation and confusion arose in their hearts. The man's tongue explored Ke Qing's mouth, and she couldn't resist entwining it. When he withdrew his tongue, she offered her own smooth, delicate lips, which he sucked on with exquisite skill, completely captivating Ke Qing. The two beauties intertwined, one advancing, the other retreating, the pleasure indescribable.

Qin Keqing's little tongue was held in the man's mouth, and suddenly her heart clenched, her whole body went numb again, and she mumbled incoherently, "No, I'm going to lose it again~" The man snorted, "I'll give you some to keep for yourself, stick your little bottom up and catch it properly!"

Qin Keqing's flower-like orifice was opening and closing in the depths of her body, about to lose it but not quite, when suddenly a scalding stream shot into it, and she was instantly struck dumb, feeling even more beautiful than before. She let out a soft moan, and her vaginal fluid gushed out, almost losing consciousness. The two embraced and kissed, reaching a state of ecstasy.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Keqing vaguely heard the man whisper in her ear, "Do you want me to come find you again?" Without thinking, she nodded, and in an instant, even her neck turned red. Then she heard the man laugh, "Playing with me too much might cost you your life. Have you thought it through?" Qin Keqing, like a willful child, replied, "Even if it costs me my life... I'll still... have you." The masked man gazed deeply at the woman beneath him, a tremor running through his heart; Keqing, too, stared intently into the man's clear eyes, imagining the face beneath his狰狞 mask...

Keqing, lost in her own world among the flowers, didn't notice when the masked man had left. Her hands and feet trembled as she dressed, but she couldn't find the purple floral handkerchief at her waist. Supporting herself, she stood up, swaying precariously, and returned to her room, thankfully unnoticed.

Later that evening, her maid, Ruizhu, rushed in, begging for forgiveness, saying that she had fallen asleep on the grass while pushing her mistress on the swing and had only just woken up. But Grandma Rong didn't scold her. She just lay languidly on the couch, looking thinner than before. A soft tuft of hair fell down her forehead as she stared blankly out the window...

But what was outside the window besides the faint bamboo shadows and a cold, desolate white moon?

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