【New Moon & Betrayal】(Chapter Two)

Author: Light and Darkness Word Count: 7680
Breakfast ended before nine o'clock. Everyone was anxious and had no appetite, so it ended hastily.
"Let's go, I'll show you around." With that, Ning Xiaoning walked straight out, ignoring Chen Yun and the others.
Once outside, the three of them finally got a clear look at this so-called palace.
It was indeed very small, just as Steward Arno had said.
But it was exceptionally exquisite, with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a gentle breeze, and the morning mist still lingering—a veritable paradise.
Four independent buildings were built around a garden, with the towering domed main hall acting as a screen, blocking the other three buildings behind it, connected by covered walkways.
A pebble path traversed the garden, connecting the main hall to the two-story building where the three women had rested the previous night.
The sound of flowing water murmured under the covered walkways, and various unknown flowers bloomed brightly in the garden.
The entire residence could be seen at a glance; there was really no need to be led around.
Ning Xiaoning seemed unconcerned, silently continuing forward, with the three women following two meters behind.
Leaving the house, they walked a few steps into the dense forest.
The chill of the night lingered in the woods.
The three women hadn't changed their clothes, still wearing thin bathrobes, shivering uncontrollably from the cold.
They could only hug their arms to ward off the chill.
Ning Xiaoning's short-sleeved white dress was equally thin, but she seemed oblivious to the cold, walking silently past one large, leafy tree after another.
The forest was eerily silent; even the birds seemed unwilling to sing, only the rustling of leaves in the wind.
The dense foliage blocked out the sky, the light dim and eerie.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, their feet, clad in sandals, were red and swollen, each step painful, their skin feeling as if it were about to crack.
The three women dared not ask, fearing they would be given an opportunity to cause trouble, enduring the intense pain as they followed closely behind.
Ning Xiaoning, walking ahead, was no better off than the others; her feet were just as red and swollen, yet she seemed oblivious, lost in thought.
Deep within the dense forest, very deep within,
stood an iron house. Two burly men, like iron towers, guarded the entrance, their sharply defined muscles gleaming in the cold light, their faces grim.
Upon seeing Ning Xiaoning arrive through the forest, the two men immediately knelt on one knee.
"Miss Ning,"
a hoarse, low voice pierced the ears of Chen Yun and the other two women like needles.
Ning Xiaoning nodded in return, her voice seemingly infected by the coldness, completely devoid of its usual vitality.
"Open the door."
The two men stood up, and as they turned to open the door, their beast-like gazes swept over Chen Yun and the other two women, as if high-temperature rays were cutting through steel.
The door, cast from a finger's thickness of steel, slowly opened, revealing a space of no more than ten square meters. The light from the ceiling emitted a pale white glow.
Inside was only a woman whose limbs and breasts had been severed at the root.
Unable to turn over, she lay like a corpse on the cold steel floor, her pupils limply open, white foam oozing from her mouth, her hair greasy and matted together.
The cuts on her limbs were clean, like planed wood, revealing clear textures.
Her ribs were clearly visible.
But there was very little blood in the room, not even the smell of blood.
Chen Yun and the other two women looked at the stick-like woman, a chill creeping into their hearts, cold sweat pouring down their backs.
"How could this be? I told her to stay conscious." Ning Xiaoning frowned, her face frosty.
"She's been tormented by a potent aphrodisiac for four hours, she's probably almost awake." As the bald, burly man spoke, another burly man brought a bucket of ice water from outside and poured it over the woman.
Upon contact with the ice water, the woman immediately regained consciousness, letting out a piercing scream.
"Are you all wondering why she's still alive after all this?"
Ning Xiaoning's lips curled slightly. Without waiting for Chen Yun and the other two women to answer, she sneered, "I gave her an elixir of immortality. Even the most severe injuries will heal.
Even her legs and arms, once they're put back together, will heal in a week and be back to normal in two months."
The woman regained her senses, opened her eyes, saw Ning Xiaoning in front of her, and immediately began to curse,
her voice hoarse, like the howl of a vengeful ghost. "You worthless piece of meat, if you have the guts, kill me, kill me." After cursing, she just kept repeating these words, her bloodshot eyes staring intently at Ning Xiaoning, as if she wanted to swallow her whole.
"Kill you? Isn't that exactly what you want?" Ning Xiaoning chuckled.
"But you're right, today I'm here to give you a release."
"Miss Ning... why... why?" Chen Yun mustered her courage and stammered.
"Why?" Ning Xiaoning repeated, as if confirming the meaning of her words.
"Didn't I tell you? She's your ex. On her first day here, she tried to seduce the master and even tried to send me to my dinner table. So she's locked up here and given the elixir everyone dreams of." Ning Xiaoning's voice grew colder and colder, but suddenly she seemed to remember something happy and couldn't help but laugh contentedly.
"This place is too small. To avoid running out of space later, we'll have to make room for her."
Ning Xiaoning stomped on the woman's exposed ribs, blood flying like swords, but in small amounts.
"I've come to give you relief today. Are you happy?"
Ning Xiaoning rubbed her blood-stained shoes hard against the woman's body, but she couldn't get the blood off. Instead, she became covered in the woman's filth.
The woman wailed, still cursing, but no one knew what she was cursing.
Her hoarse voice pierced everyone's eardrums.
"Attach her limbs, freeze her into ice blocks, and smash her. If she doesn't die then, freeze her into an ice sculpture. I want her to stay in the ice for a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred million years." Ning Xiaoning's voice was as cold as ice.
"I don't want to see her again. Have someone keep an eye on her."
"There will be absolutely no mistakes, Miss Ning, please rest assured." The bald, burly man nodded, and with his other hand, he used gauze to wrap and secure the woman's limbs and breasts.
Chen Yun and the other two women didn't know how they got out of that steel hut. The woman screamed and wailed in their minds.
The body with its limbs and breasts removed took root and grew in their hearts, instantly becoming a towering tree.
Just as they had come, Ning Xiaoning was in front, and the three women followed two meters behind.
Unlike when they arrived, where the three women endured the pain of the cold, they felt nothing upon returning; the image of the wailing woman filled their hearts.
Back in the small building's dining room, Steward Arno was already back, pacing anxiously. He only relaxed when he saw the three women, who were lost in thought and confused.
"Steward Arno is in a hurry?" Ning Xiaoning teased with a smile.
Steward Arno avoided this unanswerable question, saying seriously, "I'm unsure how to handle Deputy Director Du in the prison room."
"How should we handle it?" Ning Xiaoning repeated, mimicking her words.
Steward Arno lowered his head, waiting.
"I remember that fat pig was extremely fat." Ning Xiaoning frowned, trying hard to recall the Deputy Director Du from her memory.
"Yes."
"I heard he also received the elixir yesterday?"
"No, His Majesty ordered that he be given a fake one."
"Oh? That makes things easier, saves a lot of effort. Inform them to make that fat pig gain at least 50% weight within a month, force-feed him."
Hearing this, everyone still in the restaurant looked up in disbelief at the elated Ning Xiaoning.
Steward Arno, however, kept his head down, maintaining proper etiquette, and responded softly.
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Another mountain, another forest.
At the mountaintop, the dense forest on one side acted as a screen, blocking the fierce winds on one side.
A black suit, a white shirt, and a blood-red tie presented a deadly yet elegant man.
The emperor had stood there for hours.
Before him were four stone tablets, blank except for the marks of time.
Before each tablet lay a bouquet of flowers: lilies, violets, daffodils, and orchids, and before these four bouquets lay a large bunch of forget-me-nots.
The incense burning before the tablets had burned out, its smoke curling upwards, perhaps reaching the heavens.
"Perhaps it's true that the older I get, the lazier I become. I haven't visited you in a long time
. Don't blame me, okay?" "Last night three girls came, so beautiful, they looked just like you. Could they be your incarnations?" He chuckled softly.
"It seems I'm no different from other men; I see a pretty girl and say she looks like my lover."
"If they truly are your incarnations, it would be good if you could tell me in my dreams.
I don't know if I've forgotten you, or if you've already disappeared from my life. Over the years, I've rarely dreamt of you. The regret is that the past is still vivid in my mind, but your faces are hard to recall.
Life is so desolate; lovers are destined to forget, those who stay together are destined to separate. Eternity without purpose, everything is destined to be lost, leaving only a self-made prison."
"The departed are gone, the departed are gone; life and death, both are empty."
After this sigh, his face gradually became serious.
"The new power is ready, and the opportune moment will soon arrive. Darkness will pass, and light will be reborn. What remains will be only the darkest darkness, but I will not shrink back or be afraid as I have in the past. I will rise to the challenge and witness the arrival of light."
"I will not come to see you again."
With that, the emperor turned and left.
The dirt road on the hill was steep as a wall, but the emperor walked as if on flat ground, fast and light.
At the foot of the hill, hundreds of burly men in heavy armor stood silently. When they saw the emperor come down, they knelt on one knee and cried out, "Master."
The emperor nodded slightly in response and walked straight into the open car.
Inside the car, two rows of seats faced each other, and a young man was sitting in the seat with his back to the driver.
The young man was thin, simply dressed, with short hair and cloth shoes. He was intently fiddling with a large-caliber pistol. When the emperor entered, he merely nodded, then, as if suddenly intrigued, began to meticulously explain the gun's specifications to the emperor. Finally, in a voice brimming with murderous intent, he concluded, "One bullet can blast a four-meter steel plate into scrap metal. I really want to know if those bastards can withstand it."
The car started and accelerated rapidly.
Hundreds of heavily armored men ran alongside the speeding car, their speed not lagging behind at all.
"So many years have passed, and you still haven't gone back to see Arno?" the emperor asked with a light laugh, looking at the hundreds of men following closely behind.
"Brother? Just like the master, a big dullard. What's there to see? I'm not interested in weapons, and I'm not interested in martial arts.
As the first generation of immortals, do you think you can get sick?" the young man said, pursing his lips, his eyes still fixed on the gun in his hand.
He disassembled and reassembled the gun in his hand, changing it in various ways, which made me marvel at the dexterity of human hands. He continued, "Every time I go back, he grabs my hand and asks me all sorts of nonsensical questions, like he's treating me like a woman. It gives me goosebumps."
"The captain should be happy to have such a caring older brother," the driver interjected with a sinister smile.
The emperor chuckled, turned to the captain, and asked, "How are the preparations going?"
"Very smoothly,"
the captain put down his pistol, sat up straight, and continued, "Now we're having them imitate those bastards' speech. Only the master, my older brother, the vice-captain, and I know about this. The doctor who performed the surgery took his family on a trip a few days ago, and they were all killed in a car accident, not a single one left." The emperor nodded and said nothing more. "By the way, I just received news that Miss Ning released that woman," the driver added. He was the vice-captain the captain had mentioned. "The one in the iron house?" the emperor asked
, unsure. "Hmm." "Incredible, that jealous person." "Actually... I think it's even crueler. Miss Ning said she wanted to freeze that woman into an ice cube, smash her, and if she didn't die, freeze her into an ice cube." "I thought she had changed her ways, but she didn't." The emperor chuckled and shook his head. "Do as she says." The vice-captain obeyed the order and said nothing more. The car sped away, followed by hundreds of burly men. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Small building, restaurant. Ning Xiaoning closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Ye Qian and Li Ya knelt down, supporting her legs and kneading them with moderate force. Chen Yun stood behind her, massaging her shoulders. Behind them, a pair of twin maids were undressing and wiping her breasts with hot towels. "Hmm." Ning Xiaoning groaned comfortably, opened her eyes, pointed to her genitals, and then beckoned the twin maids over. Chen Yun walked lightly between Ning Xiaoning's legs, put his head inside her skirt, and with the cooperation of his teeth and tongue, moved aside the soft cotton panties. "Don't go in, stay outside," Ning Xiaoning ordered. Chen Yun didn't reply, but showed her intention through her actions. She pressed herself against Ning Xiaoning's vulva, her warm breath stimulating the tender skin, her tongue licking lightly and heavily, deeply and shallowly. At Guanghua Academy, she, Ye Qian, and Li Ya were the top students, and since entering the academy, they had been the face of the school.

Oral sex and massage are very important skills, and although she was applying her knowledge to a second person today, she performed exceptionally well.
The twin maids stood on either side of Ning Xiaoning, adjusting their positions to present her cleaned breasts to her mouth.
Ning Xiaoning didn't hesitate, wrapping her arms around their waists and taking one nipple into her mouth, sucking hard. Sweet milk gushed into her mouth, then she switched to the other.
Ye Qian and Li Ya looked curiously at the red, swollen frostbite on Ning Xiaoning's feet, then carefully glanced at their own.
The swelling on their feet had subsided, but Ning Xiaoning's was still glaringly visible.
"Has she not taken any elixir?"
the two women wondered, then said aloud, "Miss Ning, shall we apply some medicine for you?"
They didn't know where the medicine was, so they asked in a low voice.
"No need," Ning Xiaoning said, releasing the nipple and frowning as if trying to savor the sensation.
Suddenly, she squeezed Chen Yun's head between her inner thighs and said unhappily,
"Use a little more force."
Chen Yun obeyed and licked even harder, his open mouth already starting to ache.
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When the Emperor returned, it was just as Ning Xiaoning was releasing her climax.
With her eyes closed, she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her shoulders—a man's hands.
"Hurry up and get clean." She struggled to look up at the man behind her, squeezing Chen Yun's head even tighter between her inner thighs.
The air was thin, and she felt suffocated. Chen Yun had to speed up, finally managing to squeeze out from under Ning Xiaoning's skirt.
His face and nose were covered in Ning Xiaoning's love juice.
Seeing the three kneeling women, the Emperor shook his head and gently stroked Ning Xiaoning's wrinkled nose.
"Still like this."
"Haven't eaten anything yet?" the Emperor guessed.
"No, I'm waiting for my master to return," Ning Xiaoning said with a grin.
The Emperor picked up Ning Xiaoning, sat down in her chair, and placed her on his lap, his arm around her waist.
"You all go upstairs and take a bath first,"
the Emperor said, looking at the three women still kneeling. "Have a simple meal now; dinner will be the main course tonight."
The three women obeyed and went upstairs.
The Emperor glanced at Ning Xiaoning's swollen feet, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"Why aren't you applying medicine?"
"Waiting for Master to return, so I can prove I didn't mistreat them; I've suffered terribly myself," Ning Xiaoning replied with a smile ,
her face radiant.
"You," the Emperor shook his head, giving her delicate red lips a fleeting kiss, then beckoned to the maids around Hou Li to bring water and medicine.
The Emperor carefully washed her feet, applied the medicine, and gently bandaged them.
Chen Yun and the other two women returned to the dining room after washing up, and seeing this scene, they felt a pang of sadness.
Outside the door, a group of maids slowly approached, carrying trays covered with round lids.
They gently placed the trays down, making sure not to make a sound.
After everything was placed down, the head maid opened the round lid, revealing the head of a young girl. Her expression was serene, her eyelids naturally closed; if she hadn't been dead, she would surely have been a beautiful and charming child.
Ning Xiaoning climbed off the emperor's lap and stood quietly, no longer smiling.
The emperor did the same, standing up, his hands clasped tightly to his chest.
Chen Yun and the other two women, though unsure of the meaning, also stood up.
Beside the girl's head were a photograph and a rectangular note: the photograph showed her with a suggestive smile, and the note contained the girl's name and date of birth.
The emperor and Ning Xiaoning closed their eyes, murmuring something, but their words were too rapid to be understood.
Once everything was finished, the maid closed the lid again and carefully carried the head out.
Only then did the five of them sit down again.
"This is all we can do. Remember how they once lived in this world," the Emperor explained to the three women. He then nodded to the maids to open the lid, after which all the maids in the dining room left one by one, leaving only the Emperor, Ning Xiaoning, Chen Yun, Ye Qian, and Li Ya.
The plates were arranged according to the human body. The first row contained thinly sliced breasts; the second row contained arms, ribs, backs, and arms, all cut into strips the same width as fingers, except for the ribs; the third row contained only the abdomen, cut into rectangles; next to it were the labia in the fourth row; the fifth row contained buttocks, thighs, and calves, also cut into strips.
There were no hands, feet, or internal organs.
The sixth row contained a grill plate, chopsticks, bowls, salt, and special sauces.
"Preparing the internal organs will take some time; they will be served with other dishes tonight. We eat very simply, without any fancy preparations, but we never tire of teppanyaki," the Emperor explained.
Ning Xiaoning brought over the grill plate and other items and distributed them to everyone.
She rearranged the plate of meat for easier access.
Finally, she dragged a chair to the head of the table and quietly sat down beside the emperor. She seemed to have no intention of targeting the three women, remaining silent.
The emperor, as if suddenly remembering something, took a four-fold envelope from his suit pocket and slid it onto the table, handing it to the three women.
"These are rings symbolizing your status."
The three women lowered their heads and took out the rings engraved with their names, putting them on their ring fingers.
The rings were beautiful, but the three had no time to admire them, and dared not look Ning Xiaoning in the eye.
"Xiaoning?"
"Yes."
"Don't bully them."
"Hmph." Ning Xiaoning scoffed, ignoring the emperor completely.
The grill was turned on and heated up. The five women stopped talking, silently placing various seasonings into bowls according to their own preferences. The grill silently heated up.
Nothing else happened after noon. The emperor sat in the main hall, leaning to one side, reading a book. Ning Xiaoning would occasionally sit on the emperor's lap and swing her legs, but most of the time she was completely nowhere to be seen, her whereabouts unknown.
Relieved, Chen Yun and the other two women went back to their rooms, some reading, others catching up on sleep.
Night fell quickly.
Dinner was incredibly lavish and exquisite, a world apart from lunch.
Yet, despite the extravagance, everyone remained silent.
After dinner, the Emperor returned to his room early, washed up, and sat on the edge of the bed in his bathrobe, reading. Chen Yun and the other two women nestled close to him, gently resting their beautiful heads on his chest, listening to his tender heartbeat.
Without Ning Xiaoning causing trouble, the three women naturally relaxed, their eyelids closing quietly.
The doorknob was turned, and the door was suddenly pushed open.
Ning Xiaoning entered with a faint smile, looking at the people pressed against the bed.
"Xiaoning?" The Emperor turned to look at Ning Xiaoning.
"I'll leave right away. I just came to borrow someone from Master. Anyway, Master only needs two to have on both sides, so one is a bit extra." As Ning Xiaoning spoke, she grabbed Chen Yun's hand and dragged her up.
"She's the one. She's pitiful, gentle, and cute. She's perfect for me. Goodnight, Master."
After saying that, she walked out. Chen Yun was dragged along unsteadily, turning her head to look at the Emperor with a pleading expression.
But the Emperor seemed to have no other reaction, turning his eyes back to the book in his hands.
Seeing Chen Yun being taken away, Ye Qian and Li Ya felt a sense of shared sorrow.
Ning Xiaoning's room was decorated exactly the same as the room opposite, except that various fluffy plush toys were scattered all over the carpet, some of them even taller than Chen Yun.
Ning Xiaoning slammed the door shut, throwing Chen Yun onto the carpet. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something she had forgotten, so she pinched Chen Yun's chin, forcing her to turn her head to look at the round holes on the left and right sides where the rope ends were exposed, and then threw a switch-like object at Chen Yun's feet.
"I'm going to get something. You—take off your clothes and tie your hands and feet. This is a switch; red is pull, green is release. You'd better be done by the time I get back."
"Miss Ning, please spare me!" Chen Yun sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face, clinging tightly to Ning Xiaoning's legs.
"What are you afraid of? You've taken the elixir; this little pain and itch won't kill you. You're so pitiful, and your oral skills are so good. Even if I were willing, my master might not be." Ning Xiaoning grabbed a finger and pried Chen Yun's hand off.
"Hurry up, don't dawdle."
Ning Xiaoning opened the door and left, leaving Chen Yun alone in the room.
She wiped away her tears, untied her bathrobe, and took off her bra and panties.
She picked up the straight switch, pressed the green button, and four ropes emerged from the round holes.
A noose was already tied to the rope. Once the rope was long enough, Chen Yun released the button,
put the noose around her feet and wrists, and then pressed the red button.
The rope quickly pulled back, and in less than 30 seconds, Chen Yun was pulled into an "I" shape nearly a meter off the ground. The intense pull felt like it would break her limbs.
When Ning Xiaoning returned, Chen Yun was in so much pain she couldn't even scream. Her hands were weak, and the switch fell onto the carpet.
She waved the thin, flexible twig she was holding in front of Chen Yun, making a hissing sound as she swung it.
Chen Yun's breasts were beautifully shaped and perfectly sized. Her pubic hair was carefully trimmed, lying obediently below her abdomen, obscuring any view of her private parts and arousing fantasies.
But now, her taut legs were stretched into a wide split, her private parts wide open, devoid of any aesthetic appeal.
With a sharp "smack," Ning Xiaoning swung the branch, striking Chen Yun's pubic hair hard, leaving a glaring bloodstain.
The response was only Chen Yun's agonizing screams.
Ning Xiaoning stopped swinging the branch, grabbed Chen Yun's pubic hair, and yanked it hard, presenting the hair, still attached to the roots, to Chen Yun.
"Look—your beautiful pubic hair. By the way, you must be wondering why it hurts so much? I don't mind telling you, the elixir has a side effect—your body becomes extremely sensitive. The pain you feel is at least three times that of a normal person. Enjoy it."
Twice in a row, Chen Yun, already weak, could no longer scream, only murmured pleas for mercy and tears streaming down his face.
Ning Xiaoning, enraged, moved behind Chen Yun, swinging the branch rapidly, each strike leaving a bloody welt, but strangely, no blood flowed.
Chen Yun's screams, initially intense, gradually faded to a near-death state, his tears seemingly dried up. The door opened again, catching Ye Qian and Li Ya off guard.
Ning Xiaoning dragged Chen Yun in by the hair and threw her to the foot of the bed. Her entire body—breasts, thighs, buttocks, face, back—was covered in glaring bloodstains; her once fair skin was now gone. The Emperor got out of bed, held Chen Yun in his arms, and his rage surged as he looked at the once beautiful and lovely girl now in such a hideous state. "Xiaoning, you've gone too far." Ye Qian and Li Ya, seeing Chen Yun's appearance, were too frightened to move. Ning Xiaoning's gaze swept over them, finally settling on the Emperor: "Does Master feel sorry for her?" "Xiaoning!" The Emperor suppressed his anger. "You—Ye Qian, right! Get in my room tomorrow. Li Ya—you—the day after tomorrow." Ning Xiaoning pointed at the two, roaring furiously. "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" The emperor's anger was on the verge of exploding. "Unless Master sends Xiao Ning to the dinner table, it's not just tomorrow and the day after, but next month, and the month after that," Ning Xiao Ning retorted sharply. " Anyway, Xiao Ning is just livestock; being sent to the dinner table is only a matter of time. Isn't that what Master thinks?" Hearing this, the emperor's anger suddenly subsided. He picked up Chen Yun and handed her to the other two women, then walked to Ning Xiao Ning, wanting to give her a hug and offer her some comfort. But Ning Xiao Ning dodged him, her eyes filled with tears. "Why is it these three random women, not Xiao Ning, who share the bed with the master? Why are they so cruel to Xiao Ning? She's a girl, and she willingly asked, but the master never listens. Why?" With that, she slammed the door shut. The moment the door closed, an angry voice rang out: "If you two dare not come, that woman from this morning will be your example." The emperor sighed. How could he not know Ning Xiao Ning's thoughts, her love, but many things couldn't be explained. He could only sigh silently. "There are medicine and gauze in the bathroom cabinet. Go get them." The emperor held Chen Yun, who was covered in blood, his heart overflowing with tenderness. That night, Ye Qian and Li Ya were sleepless, their eyes opening listlessly, their pupils seemingly unable to focus, so they couldn't see anything. The Emperor sat in his chair, cradling Chen Yun, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, in his arms. Each time he heard Chen Yun's painful whimpers, his heart ached. And at those moments, he couldn't help but think of the girl in the opposite room—was she already asleep? [The End]

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