New Dragon Gate Inn (with extra ingredients)

Chapter One

Through the prison cell doorpost, they saw him begin to eat—a rare instance of him eating voluntarily. He wolfed down his food, without any manner or the usual practice of eating silently.

At that moment, a woman with light, quick steps approached him. She had been observing him for a long time; from the day he was imprisoned, Ruyi had been sent to persuade him to abandon his memorial impeaching the eunuch Cao Shaoqin. But he was stubborn and determined; even the Buddha and Bodhisattvas couldn't change his mind. Several attempts had been unsuccessful.

Upon returning, Ruyi truthfully informed her superiors, and the result was predictable: Yang Yuxuan was tortured to the point of near death. His hands and feet were broken with cruel torture, his buttocks were mangled, and his manhood was reportedly almost cut off.

His body and hair were gifts from his parents, and he had considered death, but he realized how insignificant it was to die for personal shame. The fate of the people rested on his shoulders. How could he face his ancestors' instructions if he didn't eliminate the eunuchs who were harming the court? Those in high positions should be concerned for the people, and there was also the current emperor.

In the end, Ruyi picked up the key. From unlocking the wooden door to closing it, Yang Yuxuan didn't raise his head, nor did he blink. He only focused on eating the food on his plate.

Ruyi glanced at the food in his hands. In the overgrown and messy prison cell, his disheveled hair and ravenous eating made him look more like a beggar. Ruyi found it hard to believe that he was the famous loyal minister Yang Yuxuan.

"My lord, why are you doing this?" Ruyi squatted down, placing the jar of old wine she had been carrying on the ground. "If only you had listened to me back then, you wouldn't be in this state now."

Yang Yuxuan said bluntly, still shoveling rice into his mouth. "What do you, a woman, know about the principles of loyalty between ruler and subject?"

Ruyi fell silent, slowly moving closer to him. Although Yang Yuxuan's scent was a bit pungent, she had no choice but to lean her soft body against him, saying gently, "Lord Yang, let's not talk about anything else now, okay? I brought you a jar of old wine this time." As she spoke, she unsealed the wine jar, and a fragrant aroma wafted out, mellow and strong, causing Yang Yuxuan to take a deep breath.

"Good wine," Yang Yuxuan couldn't help but exclaim. "I haven't smelled such fragrant wine in a long time. Quickly pour me some." He then licked the rice in his bowl clean and presented it to Ruyi.

For over a month since being imprisoned, Yang Yuxuan had endured all sorts of torture. He knew perfectly well that without enough to eat, he wouldn't have the strength to fight back. Although Yang Yuxuan was a warrior, he still retained some Confucian values, such as "a courtier must be loyal to the monarch" and serve the emperor in everything. However, he didn't quite understand stories of receiving food with contempt. He didn't even understand what "I refuse to eat food offered with contempt" meant!

At that time, Confucian scholars throughout the Ming Dynasty considered it an honor for a man of principle not to drink water from a polluted spring and for an honest man not to accept food offered with contempt. The entire Donglin Party was completely subdued by the eunuch faction. As a warrior, Yang Yuxuan was naturally among them. However, Yang Yuxuan didn't believe in the Confucian doctrines. He felt that Confucian scholars embodied poverty and pedantry, especially when the court was facing internal and external difficulties; Confucian scholars had always preferred to appease and act as cowards. Unfortunately, when the country needed him most, he was framed and imprisoned. Thinking of all this, Yang Yuxuan was overcome with grief, his eyes brimming with tears, wishing he could personally kill that eunuch.

Ruyi, her face beaming, happily poured wine for Yang Yuxuan. She watched him tilt his head back and drink it all in one gulp. Her smile undiminished, "Lord Yang, you have a good capacity for alcohol! Come, another bowl!"

Yang Yuxuan hadn't drunk such strong wine in a long time, and unable to resist Ruyi's attentiveness, he drank two bowls. Before he knew it, he had lost count of how many bowls he had consumed, and collapsed drunk in the haystack.

Seeing him drunk, Ruyi snapped her fingers at the jailers, ordering them to bring a bowl of water; she wanted to wash Yang Yuxuan's body.

During this time, she carefully examined Yang Yuxuan, discovering that his tendons in his hands and feet had been severed, and his entire body was covered in blood. Her gaze inadvertently drifted to his crotch, and a slightly unnatural expression flashed across Ruyi's face.

She didn't understand why she had such an expression. As a woman, Ruyi knew exactly what was going on. Startled and curious, she reached down and touched there.

"Miss Ruyi, the water's here."

The jailer's arrival clearly startled Ruyi, who quickly withdrew her hand from Yang Yuxuan's crotch, her face flushed. The jailer, seeing this, was somewhat tempted.

Ruyi stood up and took the wooden basin: "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure to help Miss Ruyi," the jailer said obsequiously.

"You can go now. I'll call you if I need anything."

Seeing he hadn't left, Ruyi asked, "What is it?"

"Should we report this to Lord Cao?"

"Lord Cao ordered me to do this. Is there a problem?" Ruyi's eyes narrowed, startling the jailer into taking a step back.

Then Ruyi waved her hand without speaking. The jailer understood and withdrew.

Ruyi placed the wooden basin near Yang Yuxuan's face and took out a handkerchief embroidered with flying birds from her sleeve. Yang Yuxuan's breathing was steady; he seemed to be sleeping soundly, perhaps the first time he had ever slept so deeply. Ruyi

sighed softly, then placed the handkerchief in the basin, soaked it, wrung it out, and unfolded it, placing it in her right palm. His disheveled hair covered Yang Yuxuan's entire face. Ruyi used her left hand to brush aside his long hair, looked at his face for a while, and then gently wiped it. She

repeated this several times until Yang Yuxuan's face was thoroughly clean. His eyes were bright and piercing, but his face was gaunt and emaciated, as if it had collapsed, like a dried-out beef jerky sun-dried.

After carefully wiping the grime from Yang Yuxuan's face, Ruyi's gaze fell upon his body. His arms were filthy, his fingernails filled with black grime, and his hands and feet were chained. Ruyi suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Yang Yuxuan; even sleeping was not a matter of his own choosing.

So she slowly removed Yang Yuxuan's prison clothes, revealing his scars, old and new, a horrifying sight that made one's heart tremble and dare not open their eyes for long. Ruyi

wiped him meticulously, not missing a single speck of dirt, and the water in the wooden basin, which had been crystal clear, turned into a black, murky pool.

Yang Yuxuan woke up.

To be precise, he woke up when Ruyi gently wiped his genitals with a handkerchief, feeling a cool sensation there. He wasn't dreaming; in his dream, he dreamt of a woman bathing and dressing him.

But he didn't speak, nor did he open his eyes.

He simply tried his best to keep his breathing steady. He was also worried that opening his eyes would frighten Ruyi.

As Ruyi's handkerchief and hands worked together, Yang Yuxuan found himself enjoying the warm, moist touch of the handkerchief against his skin; even the wiping motion was gentle.

Ah, so comfortable! He hadn't felt this way in years. His thoughts raced back twenty years, to when he was fifteen, in the throes of puberty. His mind wandered, reminiscing.

However, Ruyi suddenly stopped, interrupting Yang Yuxuan's reverie.

Ruyi seemed to be pondering something; her breathing sounded slightly disordered. But only for a moment. The atmosphere changed. Yang Yuxuan felt her hand move towards his waist.

Ruyi hesitated, wondering whether to unbutton his pants. After a moment's thought, she finally decided to take them off. Just as Ruyi's hand reached for Yang Yuxuan's waist, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his hand.

"No, you can't."

Ruyi was clearly startled; her face flushed red, like wet paper.

Yang Yuxuan's actions weren't those of a gentleman; on the contrary, he liked this woman who visited him from time to time. However, he also understood that Ruyi was more than just a woman; she had her own identity. An

awkward atmosphere instantly filled the cell.

Finally, Ruyi broke the silence.

"Lord Yang, your injuries are so severe. Without proper cleaning, you're prone to catching a cold and infection. Wiping your body won't infect your old wounds. Don't worry, leave it to me," Ruyi said, gently prying Yang Yuxuan's hand away.

Yang Yuxuan looked at the cell ceiling, pondered for a long time, and finally said, "Ruyi has done so much for me; I am deeply grateful. This time, let me do it myself."

Then, he moved his body, struggling to sit up. However, due to his immobility, the process was unusually slow and strange.

Seeing his struggle, Ruyi wanted to help, but remembering his previous actions, she silently began wringing out a handkerchief behind his back.

Only when she stopped did she turn around and gently wipe his body.

Even with such gentle movements, Yang Yuxuan, being a man, quickly noticed an unusual change in his body. However, he said nothing, squinting his eyes, as if keeping his gaze fixed on something could extinguish the burning desire within him.

He used his remaining self-control to suppress his urges. Ruyi, of course, was unaware of Yang Yuxuan's thoughts. She wondered why his body was trembling; perhaps it was a recurrence of an old injury, Ruyi thought.

"I'll go get another basin of water," she said, turning and leaving. She understood that men valued their pride; rather than letting him force himself to endure the pain in front of a woman, it was better for her to leave for a while and allow him to release his emotions. When Yang

Yuxuan heard Ruyi say she was leaving, a huge weight lifted from his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling a pang of regret. Thinking about it this way, he awkwardly covered his lower body.

That ugly fellow had had his head chopped off; such a thing was naturally shameful for a man, and what had just happened made him feel utterly despicable. He felt that Ruyi had done it intentionally, to severely humiliate him, to make him feel worthless, and to break down his strong defenses from the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, Yang Yuxuan felt immense hatred.

When Ruyi returned, the wooden basin had been filled with clean hot water, the steam making the water seem even hotter.

She saw that the handkerchief was still hanging between Yang Yuxuan's legs; the fact that he could still roar at the sky after having his head chopped off was impressive. So Ruyi used another handkerchief she had fetched to replace it, then straightened his body and moved his pants down to his ankles.

"Soaking your feet in hot water will feel very comfortable," Ruyi said, testing the water temperature with her hand before putting his feet into the basin. Then she used the handkerchief to wash the grime off his legs.

Yang Yuxuan looked down at her: "Why are you so good to me?"

Her hand, which was washing her toes, trembled slightly as she replied, "I only know that Lord Yang is a good man, a loyal and righteous official. I was misled by Lord Cao and thought that you were a treacherous minister who harmed the court, so I begged you to spare Lord Cao. But after spending more than a month together, I found that the truth is not so."

Hearing Ruyi's voice tremble with tears, Yang Yuxuan said, "Miss Ruyi, why are you crying?"

"Life is unpredictable and short. We are all in the same boat, with our own fates beyond our control. I am ashamed of my past foolishness and beg for your forgiveness, sir. Ruyi only asks for a moment of pleasure and asks no further questions." As

she spoke, Ruyi pressed Yang Yuxuan down, tore open his prison clothes, and kissed his nipples, licking and biting them. This tingling sensation made Yang Yuxuan feel pleasure, and the two rolled around several times, unable to control their passion.

Soon, Ruyi reached Yang Yuxuan's genitals. She removed the handkerchief, revealing the conspicuous, menacing member. Its head had been deliberately severed, yet it still roared.

Ruyi lowered her head, bringing it closer. The veins at its base bulged and throbbed. She stroked it with her hand, then lightly teased it with her tongue, stroking it up and down with one hand. Yang Yuxuan breathed heavily with excitement.

This unpredictable behavior provoked Ruyi's teasing. "My lord, the injury here is so severe that even the most renowned doctors in the capital would find it difficult to heal you so well,"

Yang Yuxuan groaned comfortably. Hearing Ruyi's seemingly random remark, he smiled bitterly, "Why must Ruyi be so disparaging of this old man?"

Though her words were spoken, they saddened Yang Yuxuan. He had been tortured so miserably by the eunuch Cao in prison. Even after his release, he feared they would mock him, saying he was one of them. Why make things difficult for fellow eunuchs?

Bah, bah, bah! I, Yang, am a general of the court. How can I let my own trivial matters delay the Emperor's future and leave the people in dire straits? What is destined to come will come, and what is destined to die will die.

What is there to fear? What is there to fear?

A gentleman should be open-minded and fearless of life and death. As a subject, I should have the world in my heart, be unafraid of treacherous officials, and dedicate myself to the Emperor and the people with all my might, even unto death. Ideally, I should die to remonstrate with the Emperor and become a model subject.

Even if I am crippled in body and mind, what does it matter? I only hate that I cannot walk out now and join my soldiers and comrades to kill that eunuch!

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