【The Rogue Landlord】 Episodes 26-31 (Complete) Author: Laughter in the Coffin

【The Rogue Landlord】

Author: Laughter in the Coffin
Publisher: Hetu Culture

【Episode 26】Chapter 1: The Mature Virgin

Xu Qian was stunned. Perhaps it was the first time a man had dared to flirt with her so directly, and she was a little unaccustomed to it for a moment. Although she was a lowly personal maid, she had been very close to Luo Ning'er since childhood. With this precious granddaughter of Luo Yong under her protection, no one would dare to take liberties with her.

The high status of the man in front of her made her a little dizzy. She was so dizzy that she didn't know what to do, and she also doubted whether all of this was real or fake.

"This servant obeys!" After hesitating for a long time, Xu Qian blushed and silently picked up a towel. She glanced at Xu Ping, lowered her head, and walked around the screen into the bath room. Whether it was her gait or the quiet temperament in her every move, she was indescribably likable.

"Hehe!" Xu Ping liked to see her awkward and fearful appearance. However, he was sitting on the bed, but because of the screen, he could not appreciate the scene of the beauty taking a bath, which was a little regrettable. After thinking for a moment, he simply stood up, naked, and followed her, intending to flirt with this beauty in the bathhouse first.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian felt a little embarrassed when she saw Xu Ping following her, standing uneasily by the pool, but her eyes couldn't help but steal glances at the man's naked body. Despite her age, this was the first time she had seen a man's body so closely, and the unfamiliar aura made her heart beat faster.

In her mind, all men were like the servants in the manor, lewd and vulgar. Or like the officials who came to curry favor, with obsequious faces and big bellies, quite unsightly! Or like Luo Yong, kind and amiable, high-ranking and powerful, making people afraid to look directly at them.

But the man in front of her made her heart beat faster involuntarily. Her original impressions immediately changed drastically, and for the first time she felt that men could be so intoxicatingly beautiful. A dashing young man, of high status, possessing a gentle yet slightly wicked charm—this was a type she had never encountered in her twenty-odd years.

When she first faced this new world, Xu Ping was particularly conscious of his appearance, perfectly content with the image of a handsome young man. His flowing hair and fair skin, comparable to a woman's, possessed a dreamlike beauty. But now, thinking back, he seemed a bit effeminate. Although his appearance was undeniably that of a stunningly handsome man, he lacked any masculinity or manliness.

After so much chaos and battles, Xu Ping no longer had the time or inclination to care about his looks. From his former narcissistic and vain hopes of using his appearance to attract women, he now focused on conquering a woman's heart; many things, when left to their own devices, fell naturally.

His jet-black hair was no longer styled in elaborate ways like a scholar's, but rather allowed to fall freely over his shoulders. Though somewhat messy, it also exuded a rebellious air. Her once fair and snow-white skin had become somewhat dark, and her once delicate and smooth body was now covered with countless battle scars, adorning her muscular physique and exuding an extreme masculine ruggedness.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ping asked, somewhat puzzled as he noticed her staring blankly at him. Just moments ago she had been so shy, but now she was staring intently at him, making Xu Ping feel a little uncomfortable!

"N-nothing..." Xu Qian shook her head hastily, her heart pounding uncontrollably as she looked away. Although she felt somewhat embarrassed by her loss of composure, a feeling was quietly stirring within her.

The young man before her was the crown prince, exceptionally handsome, yet his body was as strong as that of a seasoned veteran, giving her a sense of masculinity she had never experienced before. Someone of such

high status should have lived a life of luxury, like those sons of officials, weak and obese, indulging in wine and women, living a life of decadence. But the person before her completely overturned her impression of powerful scions. Not only was he completely unpretentious, but his approachable manner was almost unsettling.

Even more remarkable was that this masculine body showed its owner wasn't at all seeking comfort or enjoyment; instead, he was diligent and hands-on, which resonated strongly with Xu Qian, who came from a poor background.

"Is it that scary?" Xu Ping thought she was frightened by his body, and looked at his scars with some frustration, muttering softly.

Unconsciously, he had so many scars that he looked like a petty thug. The Battle of Tianfang Mountain, the chaos in the capital, the chaos in the imperial city—so many battles, big and small—he didn't even know when his body had become like this. Now, looking at them, he couldn't even remember which scar he had sustained. Sigh!

"No, no..." Xu Qian hurriedly waved her hand, her face slightly flushed, her coquettishness barely concealed, and said with a hint of shyness, "It's just... this lowly servant didn't expect Your Highness... to suffer so many injuries."

"Is it strange?" Xu Ping shrugged indifferently. Seeing that she was still standing obediently without moving, and that her gaze towards him was somewhat strange, lacking both shyness and panic, with a hint of tenderness flickering within, he immediately said with a mischievous smile, "Alright, look, I'm all naked. Do you want to wash with your clothes on?"

"This servant..." Xu Qian hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and glanced at Xu Ping. Although it came so suddenly, the thought that she would be serving this handsome and charming man in the future meant that at least she wouldn't become someone else's plaything. The unknown resentment in her heart lessened considerably, replaced by an unprecedented excitement and a trace of anticipation.

Xu Ping smiled gently at her, walked to the edge of the pool, sat down, and soaked his legs in the warm spring water. While enjoying the foot bath, he gazed with interest at the captivating beauty before him. His eyes held a hint of lewdness, yet also a gentle allure that could stir a woman's heart.

At that moment, Xu Qian felt her heart pounding uncontrollably. A complex mix of unprecedented tension, anticipation, and a touch of joy swirled within her, leaving her bewildered.

The thought of exposing her innocent body to the air filled her with a touch of embarrassment, but the man's expectant gaze softened her resolve. After a moment's hesitation, her face flushed, her trembling hand reached for the sash at her waist.

Her movements were gentle and elegant. Shyness caused her hesitation and a slight tremor, making her blushing face all the more alluring. But to Xu Ping, this unintentional display was brimming with femininity. Her slightly stiff movements were even seductive, and his breathing unconsciously became heavier.
The soft, thin silk fabric gently touched the ground, and Xu Qian instinctively covered her body with her hands. Looking shyly at Xu Ping, this was the first time she had exposed her skin to a man. Although she was still wearing her undergarments, revealing her snow-white skin meant sacrificing her life for a woman in this era.

She was so nervous she could hardly breathe, terrified of seeing even a hint of displeasure or dissatisfaction in the man's eyes.

Although she couldn't see anything, her snow-white skin, long, beautiful legs, and subtly alluring curves were captivating. Xu Ping's eyes lit up. Even with the partial concealment, he could tell that Xu Qian had a perfectly proportioned figure, radiating the mature and alluring charm of a woman in her prime.

"Your Highness!" Xu Qian murmured shyly, shifting uncomfortably. The man's burning gaze made her feel her body heating up, almost melting her. Seeing that Xu Ping's eyes held desire rather than dissatisfaction, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very beautiful!" Xu Ping leered, nodding as he scrutinized her flushed face, leering, "Don't be afraid, let me take a good look at you. Your body must be very beautiful and alluring!"

"I...I..." Xu Qian blushed crimson, trembling with nervousness. After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered her courage, speaking as if on the verge of tears, "Your Highness...please turn around, I...I..."

"Okay, okay!" Xu Ping turned around immediately before she finished speaking, remaining motionless with his back to her. Given their status, even if he insisted on watching, she wouldn't dare say anything.

But in order to enjoy himself properly later, Xu Ping respected her modesty as a virgin, respecting the so-called virtue of womanhood ingrained deep in her soul.

Xu Qian didn't expect Xu Ping to listen to her. After a moment of surprise, a faint blush flashed across her face, and her eyes shimmered with a mist that was hard to describe as either happiness or shyness.

The man's broad and muscular back was also covered with attractive scars, making her feel for a moment that this wasn't the lust between master and servant, but an irresistible tenderness, so tender that she couldn't find any reason to refuse.

Gritting her teeth, her small hands slowly untied the last barrier covering her body. The soft pinkish-blue bodice and thin underpants fell to the ground. When Xu Qian closed her eyes and removed all the coverings, her face was already as red as if it were about to bleed.

Even so, besides nervousness, she felt no helplessness or regret. Presenting her body naked for the first time, besides nervousness and shyness, she even secretly hoped the man would look at her with affection because of her innocent appearance.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian's voice was barely audible, her face flushed as she looked at Xu Ping. Her hands instinctively covered her legs and the beautiful scenery of her chest, making her breasts appear even more exquisite. After calling out softly, her heart pounded wildly.

Besides the nervousness of facing a man naked for the first time, her inferiority complex also made her particularly afraid. She was afraid that when the man turned his head, he would look disappointed, that he would frown at her ordinary looks.

For some reason, Xu Ping was also slightly excited, like a child anticipating a new gift, and he even became unusually nervous when he turned his head. But when he saw the shy beauty before him, Xu Ping's eyes instantly lit up, his breathing became rapid, and without thinking, he shouted, "Put your hands down!"

"Yes..." Xu Qian was a little frightened and instinctively put her hands down. The impulsive look in the man's eyes frightened her, but a sense of relief mixed with a strange joy; she was glad she hadn't seen the displeasure she feared.

What a stunning figure! Wearing that baggy maid's dress, she hadn't realized this girl's curves were so devilish, a perfect S-shape. At about 165 centimeters tall, she appeared slender and graceful, her skin as smooth and delicate as white jade. Her breasts, while not as extravagant as the Cheng family mother and daughter, were still quite large, round and lustrous like two small, white melons, exceptionally beautiful. Her virgin nipples were

pink and tender, like two pretty little cherries, making one want to suckle and taste them. Perhaps due to frequent labor, her waist was smooth, flat, and without an ounce of fat; her buttocks were round and firm, very beautiful, and a tuft of hair between her legs added to her charm; her legs were long, smooth, and extremely alluring. Her proportions were astonishingly perfect, especially her seemingly delicate body, with its full and beautiful breasts that clearly possessed the elasticity of a virgin, making one want to reach out and play with them immediately.

"Come here!" Xu Ping felt his desire surge uncontrollably. A devilish figure paired with a pitiful beauty—this combination was bizarre, yet possessed a strong sense of provocation.

"Yes..." Xu Qian swayed shyly, still a little uneasy, but the man's words seemed to have a magical power, making her unwilling to resist from the bottom of her heart. This obedience didn't seem to be due to overwhelming power, but rather a difficult-to-explain desire, hoping that her meekness would earn her tender approval.

"You're beautiful..." Xu Ping said softly as she approached, looking at her slightly flushed and joyful face. He suppressed the urge to immediately take her as his own, reaching out to gently take her hand and softly saying, "Come on! From today onwards, be my woman."

"Okay, okay..." Xu Qian replied blankly, her mind overwhelmed with happiness. She stood there, stunned, letting Xu Ping lead her into the pool. The powerful impact made her feel like she'd gone mad.

Those few words from the man evoked a completely different kind of emotion in her. She knew perfectly well that her status as a personal maid was just a nice title; in reality, she was nothing more than an appendage of a wealthy family. Forget about freedom; after her dowry, she would only become the groom's plaything. No dignity, no pity, no romantic love, no tender affection that would inspire hope! But the words echoing in her ears were so gentle, so blissful that she couldn't believe it was real.

When she finally came to her senses, she was already soaking naked in the spring water. Xu Ping simply sat by the pool, smiling as he looked her over. The desire in his eyes frightened her, yet she also felt a strange mix of joy and nervousness.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian said shyly, how could she dare wash herself under such blatant gaze? Although she had been taught about matters of love and sex in order to become part of the dowry, as a virgin, she was still somewhat at a loss. But if she didn't wash herself properly, she was afraid the man before her would despise her!

"I want to watch you wash!" Xu Ping looked at her with a smile. Although his penis was about to explode from the surging desire, the carnal piston-like movements seemed more interesting and could better bring him the pleasure of sex than carefully training a virgin.

"Hmm..." Xu Qian closed her eyes, not daring to look at the man's burning gaze. Her small hands trembled slightly as she picked up the soft silk towel and began to wash her sexy body in the dreamlike environment. Her movements were a little stiff due to nervousness, making her appear somewhat adorably dazed.

Xu Qian kept her eyes closed, afraid to look at her surroundings, her mind still filled with disbelief. In such a luxurious setting, she was nothing more than a decorative object, completely unable to believe she was bathing in a royal residence, enjoying a special bathing regimen reserved for royalty. The water temperature was perfect, the fragrance of flowers and herbs filled the air, intoxicating her completely.

Even while washing her hair, she dared not open her eyes. She was afraid that if she did, she would find it was all a daydream. Before her would be the same helpless and terrifying reality, her still the lowly maidservant, an accessory whose freedom and life were not her own.

The large, beautiful royal bathhouse, the man as attentive as a dream lover! Unlike the rudeness and insults she had feared, this was the beautiful fantasy of her youth, so beautiful it intoxicated her, making her afraid it was just a figment of her imagination.

Although she hadn't been bullied since childhood because of her mistress's doting love, she knew very well what became of the maids who accompanied her in her dowry. Most of them became playthings for numerous men, and some even died tragically after their mistress's marriage because of jealousy stemming from their affairs with their husbands or other men! But whose fault was it? Being of low status, they didn't even have the right to refuse, let alone choose the man they desired to give their virginity to.

Xu Qian felt a vague fear of her inescapable fate, and now that her mind was a little clearer, she felt fear and guilt. Her mistress had been so good to her, yet she had been indulging in debauchery behind her mistress and her future husband's back. What would her mistress do when she found out? Would she think she was a promiscuous woman? That she had seduced this high and mighty man? Would the Luo family curse and humiliate her because of this?

Joy, guilt, trepidation, fear, happiness! More and more emotions tangled together, and for the first time, Xu Qian experienced what it meant to be in utter turmoil, what it meant to be filled with anxiety and unease! At this moment, her mind was a jumbled mess, and she mechanically and stiffly washed herself clean, even forgetting that there was a lustful man next to her while rinsing her mouth.

Her movements were elegant and graceful, clearly showing she had received excellent upbringing from a young age! Although there was no deliberate seduction, the curves of her every move were incredibly alluring, and the glimpses of her private areas were endlessly alluring, making one want to explore them more thoroughly. Having seen all this, Xu Ping could no longer restrain himself and immediately moved towards her

, panting heavily. "Ah..." Xu Qian was still immersed in her own fear when she turned around and found the strong man staring at her naked body with bloodshot eyes. She instinctively screamed and tried to cover her private parts with her hands, but it was too late.

Xu Ping grabbed her hands, and without saying a word, swept her up in his arms, lifting the wet beauty out of the water, and strode towards the bed. As he walked, he looked at her pair of trembling breasts, round and particularly firm, swaying gently with his steps. He really wanted to reach out and play with them right now, to savor the elasticity of these treasures. In

that instant of physical contact, Xu Qian was so nervous that her breath caught in her throat. Her naked body was completely embraced by the man, instantly enveloped by his rich masculine scent and warmth, making her feel safe and intoxicated. However, seeing the hint of desire in his eyes, knowing that her innocence would soon be taken by him, she was also ashamed and at a loss for words.

Entering the room, the overly nervous Xu Qian finally remembered her place, glancing timidly at Xu Ping, and said in a trembling voice, "Your...Your Highness...this humble servant will...will you...please?"

"Hmm!" Xu Ping put her down, his eyes lecherously scanning her wet, sexy body. He sat down on the edge of the bed, suppressing his strong urges. He planned to enjoy the beauty's service first, and then properly savor her mature and beautiful body.

Xu Qian understood what was about to happen, but by now, she had accepted it. She looked at Xu Ping with teary eyes, then took a towel, her trembling hands awkwardly grasping Xu Ping's arm to wipe away the water. Although her movements were very gentle, it was her first time serving a man, so it was no wonder she was nervous. She

was constantly flustered and at a loss for what to do. Xu Ping closed his eyes, looking completely absorbed. After letting the beautiful woman dry his upper body, he deliberately spread his legs, wanting to see how she would dry his lower body. His hard penis was practically bursting, waiting to enjoy her alluring body, but perhaps it wouldn't hurt to train her a little first. Her

soft little hands were sweaty with nervousness, trembling as she stroked her inner thighs and groin. Xu Qian knelt on the ground, wiping each toe clean. Finally, seeing her still-wet penis and her masculine thighs, she blushed, gritted her teeth, and gently grasped it, carefully wiping this frightening treasure with a soft silk cloth. It

was purely a tender act, devoid of any lust. Although he felt very comfortable being stimulated by her delicate hands, Xu Ping didn't rush to tease her. After the beautiful woman finished her work, her brow beaded with sweat, he seized the moment she stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her forcefully. Xu Qian gasped and fell into Xu Ping's arms.

Her soft skin was as smooth as snow, her supple body exuding a woman's fragrance and the heat of nervous tension. Xu Ping held her with his back to him, inhaling the lingering fragrance of her hair. He couldn't resist lifting her chin, carefully examining the beauty in his arms. His hands encircled her slender waist, caressing her supple abdomen, feeling the alluring elasticity of this beautiful virgin.

Xu Qian was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, her abdomen tense from holding her breath. Looking at the man's face so closely, those deep, unfathomable eyes made her feel instantly intoxicated, her heart pounding faster than ever before. At this moment, she knew she could no longer resist this captivating tenderness, this tenderness she had never dared to imagine.

Nervous and excited, her rosy lips trembled slightly. Xu Ping couldn't help but lower his head, soothing the slight panic in her eyes with affectionate gaze, while lightly kissing her slightly cool lips. Seeing Xu Qian shyly close her eyes, he chuckled and began kissing her lips, guiding her bewildered hands to his neck.

The back-to-back position was beautiful, but still a little awkward. Xu Qian kept her mouth closed in shyness, so nervous that she forgot to open it, forgetting all the things the old nanny had taught her.

At this moment, a shy virgin couldn't care less about anything else, only passively and embarrassedly accepting the man's kisses, letting Xu Ping pry open her lips and lick her pearly white teeth again and again!

"Don't be nervous..." Xu Ping gently kissed her, seeing her beautiful breasts trembling with nervousness, he couldn't help but reach up and gently grasp these treasures, feeling their elasticity, softness, and tenderness the moment he touched them.

"Ugh..." The first time a man touched her sensitive area, Xu Qian stiffened as if electrocuted, letting out a low moan.

"Like this..." Xu Ping seized the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around unrestrainedly, slowly finding her soft, delicate tongue, entwining it with his own while sucking on her red lips. His thieving hands also began to knead her firm, elastic breasts, wantonly playing with them.

The man's hot hands were filled with a melting heat; each kneading motion seemed rough yet was exceptionally gentle, the pressure perfectly controlled. When her small, tender nipples were surrounded and rubbed by his palms, an unprecedented pleasure made Xu Qian's head spin, and even her stiff body softened, her smooth back slowly resting against Xu Ping's chest.

Her breathing became rapid, and a faint blush crept onto her beautiful face. Xu Qian was completely aroused, her tongue responding stiffly to the man's teasing. The exquisite sensation of her first kiss, intertwined with the pleasure of caresses on her chest, left her mesmerized and unable to control herself. Her small hands nervously touched her thighs, nervously and passionately enjoying this tender caress.

Xu Ping patiently guided her, playing with her breasts while savoring the beauty's first kiss. His skillful technique left her mesmerized; sucking on her tongue made her pant with ecstasy. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful blush was incredibly alluring. Only

when she was almost fainting did Xu Ping reluctantly release her. After licking his lips, he continued to caress her beautiful breasts, squeezing and kneading these elastic treasures, feeling their firmness and unique softness, completely absorbed in their caresses.

Although Xu Qian kept her eyes closed and clenched her teeth, she couldn't help but moan a few times. Her flushed face was exceptionally charming, and her rapid breathing was incredibly seductive. She clung softly to Xu Ping, panting as the hands on her chest caressed her. The kneading of her pink nipples sent shivers of excitement through her, and she let out a few involuntary moans.

"Feels good, doesn't it..." Xu Ping, his hands already glistening with sweat from playing with her breasts, couldn't resist licking her red little ears as he gazed at the alluring beauty. He licked and blew warm air into them, stimulating the beauty in his arms to breathe even more rapidly.

"Mmm..." Xu Qian murmured softly, the wet, hot sensation on her ear sending a wave of heat through her body. She felt as if her bones had been removed, even her fingers lacked strength. A gentle pleasure washed over her for the first time. This exquisite sensation made her feel both comfortable and touched by the man's tenderness. After a tender,

lingering moment, Xu Ping slowly placed the beauty in his arms on the bed to examine her. Only then did Xu Qian, lost in the moment, come to her senses. A hint of shy panic flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a determined emotion. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip, seemingly unwilling to cry.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Xu Ping was a little annoyed. Had she only just regretted it? Although there wasn't much of a foundation of affection, Xu Ping considered himself quite gentle. He'd flirted for so long; he couldn't believe he'd encountered a woman without feelings.

"No, no..." Xu Qian hurriedly wiped away her tears, suppressing her excitement. After gazing at Xu Ping tenderly, she said with a blissful expression, "I... I just feel like I'm dreaming. I never imagined Your Highness would be so good to me, so good that I can hardly believe it!"

"Really? How will you repay me?" Xu Ping chuckled as he lowered his head and gently took her tender little nipple into his mouth. While sucking, he fondled her other firm breast with obvious pleasure.

"Mmm..." Xu Qian immediately let out an alluring moan. Her body's reaction gave her an extremely wonderful stimulation. Her body trembled as she said passionately, "This lowly servant... will... will do whatever you say... It's so... so itchy..." Xu Ping

savored both of her breasts to his heart's content before licking his lips and sitting up. Seeing the beautiful woman panting with her mouth open, looking exceptionally alluring, her beautiful breasts covered with his kiss marks, rising and falling with her breath, he couldn't help but help her up, pressing her head against his crotch, panting heavily as he said, "Do you know what to do..."

Xu Qian vaguely knew about this kind of bedroom pleasure. She gave a soft "Mmm" and opened her eyes, immediately feeling a wave of masculine scent wash over her.

The enormous penis before her made her both shy and a little scared. The thought of her narrow lower body receiving its favor filled her with trepidation. Yet, she couldn't muster any thought of refusal; instead, she felt a sense of happiness at finding belonging.

"Your Highness, this lowly servant...didn't do well...you must say..." Xu Qian stammered, then gently grasped the penis. The large, purplish-black glans was particularly intimidating, and several drops of glistening fluid clung to the urethral opening. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly extended her small tongue and licked the fluid from the urethral opening into her mouth.

After just the first lick, Xu Qian looked up at Xu Ping, both embarrassed and somewhat apprehensive, as if asking how she had done. Her eyes held both expectation and unease.

Having spent so much time together, Xu Ping understood her unease and inferiority complex. He immediately nodded, breathing heavily with excitement, and said, "It feels good, just like that. Lick it, then put it in your mouth and swallow!"

"Yes..." Xu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered her head, examining the man's penis while gently licking it with her soft tongue. Although her movements were a little clumsy, her earnest and intoxicated expression was still visually stimulating.

Xu Qian's face was still flushed, her small hands holding the hot penis, her expression very devout. It was her first time experiencing a man's body, and for some reason, her body was restless. Each lick seemed to stimulate her more, her mature body secreting a sticky fluid that made her shy.

She didn't feel any aversion to this shameful thing; on the contrary, she worked even harder because she wanted to see the man's satisfied expression. This feeling made Xu Qian feel a little embarrassed.

"Yes, yes, just like that, take it in!" After she had licked the entire shaft, Xu Ping gestured for her to open her mouth and slowly inserted the glans. Enjoying the warmth and moisture in the beauty's mouth, Xu Ping trembled with pleasure.

Xu Qian looked at the excited blush on Xu Ping's face with tender eyes, silently took the glans into her mouth and gently sucked, licking the urethral opening and coronal sulcus with her tongue. Although the movements were clumsy and a little painful, it was her first time, and she was so obedient, so Xu Ping naturally didn't say anything. He just slowly guided her to serve him well.

"I... I can't hold it anymore..." Xu Qian swallowed a few times and coughed a few times helplessly. The shaft in her mouth was too big, and it was difficult to even take it in, let alone use her mouth to manipulate it. Being clueless, she naturally didn't know what to do.

"It's okay..." Xu Ping also felt that she was too inexperienced, and the oral sex wasn't very pleasurable. He slowly pulled the shaft out, holding her head while rubbing the saliva-covered glans against her beautiful face.

Xu Ping watched as a beautiful virgin blushed at his lewd actions, yet tenderly allowed herself to be violated. The excitement of complete domination was no less than the physical stimulation.

He pressed the head of his penis against her lips again. Xu Qian looked at Xu Ping with a charming smile, then naturally took the head of his penis into her mouth, carefully licking it back and forth with her tongue. It seemed she had completely accepted the fact; her initial restraint had vanished, and she was truly experiencing the pleasure of sex, willing to please the man she was so infatuated with.

After a while of oral sex, Xu Qian's beautiful face was flushed. She shifted restlessly, her legs slowly rubbing against each other. The gentle yet rough teasing had aroused her desire, making her instinctively crave further affection from the man before her.

Xu Ping, also wanting to find a small opening to soothe his long-dormant member, immediately signaled her to stop. He roughly pushed her onto the bed. The beauty before him was now alluring, her gaze submissive and unwavering. How could he not take her now?

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian moaned passionately, gritting her teeth as she looked at the man about to press down on her. A hint of panic flickered in her eyes, but it was masked by the watery mist of desire.

"Don't call me that..." Xu Ping's hands and mouth roamed over her body as he reached for her tightly closed legs. He caressed her trembling thighs, gently playing with her soft pubic hair, and asked breathlessly, "Qian'er, are you ready?"

"Yes, please...please come..." Xu Qian gripped the sheets tightly, mustered her courage, and closed her eyes, forcing her stiff body to slowly relax. Her legs opened slowly under Xu Ping's touch, her face flushed as she presented her most precious area to the man.

A few sparse, soft pubic hairs gently dotted the mounds like small steamed buns, and her crotch displayed an alluring white-pink hue. While not the dreamy, ethereal pink of a little girl, the vibrant red exuded a mature woman's unique allure and beauty. Her labia were still tightly closed, engorged with blood like vibrant flower petals, both beautiful and possessing an indescribable charm.

The small, tender vulva was completely hidden by the labia, but due to the previous stimulation, it had secreted a considerable amount of lubrication, wetting the area between her legs. This made the two beautiful labia covered with a glossy, sticky layer, making the already beautiful virgin vulva appear even more vibrant.

A mature woman's body responds strongly to caresses; even though she was still a virgin, she had been aroused by the previous teasing and was quite wet.

"So beautiful!" Xu Ping clicked his tongue as he admired her, unable to resist reaching out and touching her crotch. A scent of female hormones wafted from her body, seemingly possessing an aphrodisiac effect, instantly arousing her intense excitement.

"Don't...don't look..." Xu Qian murmured, covering her face with her hands in embarrassment. Her thighs were spread apart in an M-shape, her precious virginity being scanned by the man's burning gaze. This extremely obscene position filled her with a mixture of shame and indescribable excitement.

"I won't look anymore, but I'm going to use it now..." Xu Ping leered as he placed a pillow under her beautiful buttocks. He touched her moist labia, then knelt between her legs, his saliva-covered penis in his hand. After spreading her long legs wide, he began to rub the head of his penis against her labia, searching for her precious virginity!

"Ah..." Xu Qian immediately moaned, the electric sensation in her lower body sending shivers through her body, her mind going blank with pleasure. But the thought of soon giving away her purity filled her with trepidation and extreme nervousness.

Seeing her tense, her breasts thrusting out and her lower abdomen contracting, Xu Ping immediately began to knead her firm, beautiful breasts with one hand. With his other hand, he lifted her legs, his glans precisely positioned outside her vulva, parting the protective labia, and began rubbing against her sensitive flesh, constantly stimulating her to secrete more fluid.

"It's so...so uncomfortable...so numb..." Xu Qian experienced this sensation for the first time, as if ants were biting her nerves inside her body, an unbearable itch that she couldn't help, her body involuntarily writhing.

Xu Ping patiently teased her for a while, seeing the beauty's face flushed and her panting, intoxicated by the pleasure of his caresses, before finally embracing her slender waist, taking a deep breath, and gently thrusting his hips forward.

Lubricated by her love juices and saliva, the glans forced its way into the virgin's untouched opening, pushing aside the protective folds of tender flesh, and forcefully entered the small, delicate opening that could only accommodate a single finger.

"Ugh..." Xu Qian immediately felt something being shoved into her body, like a red-hot iron rod, the tearing, throbbing pain making her tremble. But an adult woman's body is fully developed and not as fragile as a young girl's.

Afraid of disturbing Xu Ping's enjoyment, Xu Qian gritted her teeth and dared not utter a sound, her delicate brows furrowing involuntarily as she endured the discomfort of her body being gradually taken over.

So tight! The soft flesh could barely accommodate a single finger, its powerful and tense contractions particularly stimulating.

Just the glans alone was enough for Xu Ping to clearly feel the elasticity and fiery moisture of the mature woman's body, and he couldn't help but groan in pleasure. Seeing Xu Qian gritting her teeth and remaining silent, he felt even more heartache, gently kissing her cheek before continuing to thrust forward, taking possession of this beautiful virgin.

"Ah..." Xu Qian gasped for breath as the dragon root entered halfway, her beautiful breasts rising and falling with her breath. Pain, pleasure, swelling, and soreness—a series of sensations intertwined, making her nerves extremely sensitive. She could clearly feel her body being invaded and developed little by little.

"Hmm?" Xu Ping took a deep breath and, amidst her tense trembling, inserted the dragon root halfway in. He could clearly feel that the beautiful woman's legs were stiff, and her delicate little feet were trembling in mid-air. But then he felt something was wrong: why hadn't he touched her hymen?

"Wh-what's wrong..." Xu Qian was covered in sweat, her hair soaked and clinging to her snow-white skin. Seeing Xu Ping stop with a puzzled look on his face, she endured the pain and felt a little uneasy.

"Nothing, just letting you get used to it!" Xu Ping was immediately annoyed. Did Xu Qian really dare to fool him?

Although the tightness of her vagina indicated that she was indeed a virgin, the absence of a hymen was truly perplexing. He was already halfway in, his hard penis gripped tightly by her tender opening. Logically, he should have reached the symbol of her purity.

"Thank you..." This was a woman's most vulnerable and sorrowful moment, and his gentle words moved Xu Qian to tears. The excitement and slight melancholy of offering her body had clouded her judgment; she was completely unaware of Xu Ping's well-concealed doubt. Her body trembled even more violently from crying.

"Relax..." Xu Ping said dismissively, slowly withdrawing his penis slightly. Judging from Xu Qian's reaction, she was undoubtedly a virgin. His doubts deepened. As his penis, still wet with her love juice, was slowly withdrawn, it was stained with a few streaks of bright red blood. Though small, they were quite noticeable.

"Ugh..." Xu Qian seemed to be in pain, letting out a soft moan, but she gritted her teeth and didn't cry out. Her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she breathed heavily, trying to alleviate the pain of her first penetration.

She let out a long sigh of relief! Seeing the bright red bloodstains on his penis, Xu Ping couldn't help but smile. Really! Perhaps he was being too suspicious; Xu Qian was indeed a virgin. But her hymen might have ruptured accidentally due to frequent sexual activity, and the bleeding was due to some residue from his penetration.

This also proved that she had never had sexual intercourse before; her beautiful little hole had been penetrated by him for the first time, and she had truly given him her pure first time.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian mistook Xu Ping's brief confusion for tender affection, and was momentarily overwhelmed with emotion. Tears streamed down her face, her heart aching with emotion, and she choked out, "You...you mustn't be so gentle...Xu Qian...can't...can't accept this..."

"Silly girl, what's wrong with loving your woman!" Xu Ping felt a pang of shame seeing her tears of emotion and immediately comforted her softly, but at that moment, he couldn't resist thrusting forward, continuing to explore her virginity, entering this beautiful body.

The tight, tender opening was slowly invaded, the protective flesh carefully stretched open, and Xu Qian trembled with a mixture of pain and bliss. When the dragon root was fully inserted into her aroused state, Xu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, closing his eyes to enjoy the tightness inside her and her tense writhing. Hot, tight, and wet, it felt so good.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian called out softly, her hands trembling as she touched Xu Ping's legs, tears streaming down her face as she excitedly said, "Xu Qian, it's...it's yours..."

"Yes, she's my woman!" Xu Ping gently caressed her, signaling her to relax, and couldn't help but lean down and hug her tightly. Thinking that the mature body beneath him should be able to withstand it, he immediately kissed her snow-white neck while gently thrusting his hips, tentatively moving.

"Ugh..." Xu Qian groaned softly, but still held Xu Ping tightly without saying a word. She gritted her teeth, enduring the discomfort of the first invasion, allowing the man to enjoy himself on her body, her whole body covered in cold sweat from the pain just now.

Seeing that she didn't cry out in pain, Xu Ping tentatively increased the speed of his thrusts. His dragon root slowly entered and exited her tight, tender orifice, the gentle movements so slow and light that it was almost impossible to find any sense of release from desire.

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian breathed slightly, but the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed even more because of the gentle movements. She hugged Xu Ping tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Please, please don't be gentle... Xu Qian doesn't, doesn't hurt, she can... bear it!"

"Hmm..." Xu Ping saw that her forehead was covered with sweat and her brows hadn't relaxed yet, so he knew that she must still be in a lot of pain. He immediately kissed away the sweat on her forehead and the tears in the corners of her eyes. But at this moment, desire was taking over, and he couldn't be gentle for long. He immediately tentatively increased the speed of his thrusts again, carefully moving rhythmically inside her, his huge dragon root rubbing against her sensitive flesh.

"Your Highness... Hmm..." Xu Qian's breathing became more rapid, and with each gentle thrust, her soft body trembled up and down. The pain gradually subsided, and a pleasant, tingling sensation gave her a unique feeling.

Xu Qian concealed the discomfort of her first time with Xu Ping very well; even though the pain made her want to scream, she stubbornly endured it. The words, "You are my woman," made her feel dizzy with happiness. It was a fair and equal relationship; she wasn't a plaything, but was being cherished like a husband and wife. At this moment, she only wanted Xu Ping to find satisfaction in her body; this was the only way she could repay him!

"Feeling better?" Xu Ping lowered himself, his hands constantly kneading her firm breasts, blowing warm breath into her ear. His thrusts remained slow, but the speed gradually increased without her realizing it.

"Mmm…it…it feels good…" Xu Qian moaned softly, the pleasure from being caressed at all her sensitive spots overpowering the pain of her first time. A comfortable blush spread across her face, and her hazy eyes made her look even more alluring!

Seeing that she had adjusted, Xu Ping kissed her on the cheek before straightening up. Grabbing her delicate little feet, he forcefully pulled her long legs apart, thrusting his lower body forward with a sharp "smack" as he entered her juicy, tender opening, squeezing out even more love juice.

The rough act instantly gave Xu Ping a pleasurable release of desire, and he also felt more clearly the tightness and elasticity of her virginity.

"Ah..." Xu Qian immediately cried out, her face trembling slightly with a seductive expression. The impact of this heavy force brought both pain and pleasure, causing her body to sweat profusely. She glanced at Xu Ping with seductive eyes, reached out to hold her trembling legs in mid-air, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness... this servant feels so... so beautiful... please use your strength..."

The beautiful woman was so proactive at this moment, actively spreading her legs wide to facilitate his thrusting, which naturally pleased Xu Ping immensely. He excitedly kissed her flushed face, nodded, grabbed her breasts with both hands, and began to thrust roughly, his huge penis pounding into her body again and again, impacting her beautiful and mature body.

Gentle thrusts, from nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, then three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Xu Ping moved gently, admiring the increasingly alluring beauty beneath him. Seeing such a beautiful body moaning and trembling beneath him, flushed red from his penetration, this visual stimulation greatly satisfied his primal sense of pride.

"So...so thick..." The increasingly intense pleasure made Xu Qian moan incoherently. Each thrust of the thick, hard penis was so powerful, almost hitting her spasming clitoris, bringing her utter ecstasy. More than ten minutes of gentle thrusting had made her forget the pain of losing her virginity, gradually experiencing the wonderful taste of sex.

The frequency of his movements increased, and the beauty's moans became even more intense. After a bout of profuse, sweaty movements, Xu Ping was no longer satisfied with a simple position.

Seeing the beauty beneath him with her flushed face, he felt a stirring within him. After a few slow thrusts, he paused briefly, panting heavily in her ear, and asked, "Qian'er, am I making you feel good?"

The lewd words made her blush slightly, but the first experience of the dual pleasures of love and sex had completely captivated Xu Qian. She nodded seductively, moaning softly, "So...so good...Your Highness, you're making me...unable to take it! I...I never...expected it to feel...so...beautiful!"

"Then do you want me to continue?" Xu Ping licked his lips excitedly, lifting her up to sit face-to-face. He lowered his head and began to nibble at her snow-white breasts, playing with them while continuing to thrust his hips, letting his dragon root once again ravage her newly deflowered virginity, slowly penetrating to the deepest part of her body.

"I want...I...want...for a lifetime!" Xu Qian moaned excitedly, her hands holding Xu Ping's head, pressing it against her breasts. Her lower body endured the powerful yet ecstatic thrusts, instinctively swaying her sexy, round buttocks to meet the man's affection, spreading her legs to make Xu Ping's thrusts smoother.

The two embraced tightly, face to face, their bodies covered in hot, damp sweat, making them even more alluring. The air was thick with the scent of secretions, and the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh was particularly jarring, like splashing water, stimulating their desire aurally. Their bodies writhed from the front of the bed to the back, almost entirely punctuated by moans and heavy breathing!

"No… Your Highness… I… I'm going to die…" In her ecstasy, Xu Qian suddenly felt her body tremble uncontrollably, her uterus, numb and tingling from the impact of his glans, beginning to spasm violently. Every nerve was taut and uncontrollable, emitting a suppressed yet ecstatic moan.

"I… I'll fuck you to death…" Xu Ping, panting heavily, roughly bit her nipple before thrusting his lower body forward with a fierce thrust. Each thrust was so heavy it made Xu Qian's breath catch in her throat, so fast she couldn't even moan, only the sounds of flesh being pounded echoed!

"No, no... I'm... I'm going to die!" Xu Qian sobbed a few times, then suddenly hugged Xu Ping. Her sexy body experienced the most wonderful sensation in waves of spasms, and her excited uterus secreted a stream of hot vaginal fluid, bringing her to her first orgasm! "Ugh..." Xu Ping

knew she was experiencing her first orgasm, and after a few more hard thrusts, he enjoyed the hot love fluid washing over his penis. He held the boneless Xu Qian in his arms and caressed her gently, seeing her face filled with ecstasy as she was immersed in the beauty of her orgasm, his pride was immediately and extremely satisfied.

Xu Qian rested in Xu Ping's arms for a long time, her body limp like mud, the taste of the orgasm was simply too intoxicating. The wonderful feeling of her first time was a little too intense for her, leaving her panting and unable to recover. Her beautiful breasts rose and fell, accompanied by the blush of orgasm on her face, making her look even more sexy and charming.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" After resting for a while, Xu Ping saw that she wasn't panting so heavily, so he kissed her cheek. His thieving hand touched her breasts again, continuing to play with her pair of bouncy treasures.

"Mmm..." The big thing inside her was still hard and hot, and Xu Qian could feel the explosive power. This time, teased by Xu Ping, she let out a soft moan and opened her eyes shyly. She looked at Xu Ping affectionately, and whispered breathlessly, "Your Highness... I... I looked... ugly just now?"

"Very beautiful, especially when you moan..." Xu Ping brushed a wet hair that was sticking to her face, and deliberately thrust his hips forward, then asked with a lewd smile, "You still haven't said, did I enjoy it?"

Although the words were very explicit, Xu Qian was no longer averse to such direct teasing. She obediently kissed Xu Ping's chest, letting out a soft moan as he thrust against her. Blushing, she said, "It's...it feels so good! Your Highness's...it's so big, and so thick...every...every time it makes me...unable to take it..."

"Then let's continue!" Xu Ping smiled with satisfaction. Seeing how well he had trained this little virgin, so obediently following his lewd words, his pent-up lust immediately flared. He slowly withdrew his penis and pulled her hand, leading her off the bed!

"Yes, yes..." Xu Qian felt a sudden emptiness in her body, and her legs felt weak. After a few stumbles, she was practically carried by Xu Ping to the center of the room. Before she could even stand properly, Xu Ping pressed her down onto the table, making her lie limply, her beautiful buttocks raised high.

The round table wasn't very large, almost only as wide as Xu Qian's upper body. Her full breasts were squeezed into a beautiful cleavage by the marble tabletop, and her round, pert buttocks were also raised high. The wetness between her legs exuded a captivating scent. This position was undeniably lewd, igniting an unprecedented desire in the man to conquer her, a yearning to thrust deeply into her plump, white buttocks from behind.

"Mmm..." The cool marble stimulated her sensitive nipples, causing Xu Qian to let out a soft moan. Although she had learned a great deal to help her mistress please her husband, this alluring pose still made her feel somewhat shy. However, the intense excitement in the man's eyes made her instinctively raise her beautiful buttocks, hoping her pleasing him would drive him even more mad.

"Come on, lick me a few times first!" Xu Ping didn't penetrate her directly from behind, but instead moved in front of her, placing his fluid-covered penis near her mouth, indicating she should perform oral sex on him, excitedly awaiting the results of his "training.

" "Yes..." Xu Qian noticed that besides her own secretions, there were traces of virgin blood and the man's filth on it. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't resist the man's request. Blushing, she grasped his penis to her lips, opened her small mouth, and gently took it in! She looked at Xu Ping with a pitiful expression, as if to say that she was willing to do anything and fulfill any request for this affection!

"That's right, just like that!" Xu Ping trembled with pleasure, seeing this beautiful woman completely conquered by him. Looking down, he saw her face filled with ecstasy as she sucked on his penis, her nimble tongue unabashedly licking the secretions on it, instantly achieving both physical and emotional satisfaction.

Xu Qian, while sucking on his penis, looked at Xu Ping with a cautious yet deeply affectionate gaze. Blinded by happiness, she couldn't resist any of the man's requests. A slight sense of inferiority drove her to do everything she could to please this seemingly unattainable man. Even a comfortable sigh filled her with an intense, almost maddening sweetness, making her work even harder to bring her man the greatest satisfaction.

"Alright!" After enjoying her attentive oral sex for a while, seeing that the beautiful woman was getting a little tired from giving him oral sex, Xu Ping reluctantly withdrew his penis and slowly walked behind her. His hands couldn't help but caress her round, beautiful buttocks, kneading the elastic flesh. On a whim, he raised his hand and left several bright red handprints on her snow-white buttocks!

"Ah..." Xu Qian felt a strange stimulation, a burning pain mixed with a very comfortable numbness, and immediately let out a charming cry. The enchanting sound excited Xu Ping even more. With a slap, her buttocks swayed and made beautiful sounds.

"Your Highness... this lowly servant... wants... wants it!" Xu Qian's breathing quickened again, stimulated by the sensation. She couldn't help but sway her sexy hips, signaling her desire to Xu Ping. Although her body felt empty, seeing the excitement in the man's eyes, she vaguely knew that this would make her man even more satisfied.

"Little slut..." Xu Ping deliberately used lewd words to stimulate her. He couldn't help but hug her hips, rubbing his glans against her a few times before thrusting his waist forward hard. His huge penis entered her virgin hole, which was still red from his previous ravaging, and she once again enjoyed the tight embrace of her hot, tender flesh.

"Ah... so... so big..." Xu Qian immediately let out a choked moan as the massive size forcefully entered. It caused her a little pain as she lost her virginity, but at the same time, she experienced immense satisfaction. The rear-entry position allowed him to penetrate so deeply, pressing against her tender uterus, stimulating her legs so much that she almost couldn't stand!

Before she could even adjust, Xu Ping immediately began thrusting hard. The enormous dragon root thrust powerfully in and out of her body once more, the impact making a loud sound as it slammed into her beautiful, plump buttocks.

Although there was ample lubrication, she was still a virgin, and her tender little hole was still so tight. Each insertion brought a feeling of being tightly enveloped, and when it was fully inserted, it even reached her trembling cervix.

"Your Highness, it's too...too deep..." Xu Qian gritted her teeth and endured for a while, but then she couldn't take it anymore and began to moan, "No, no...it's so deep, this lowly servant will die..."

"Waaah...no, no...it's so...so long...it's too...too powerful..."

Xu Qian's moans became increasingly uncontrollable, each stimulation causing her to instinctively clench her fists. If her upper body hadn't been leaning on the table, her weak legs wouldn't have been able to support her standing.

Her beautiful body swayed back and forth from the impact, the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh accompanied by waves of somewhat lewd moans, filling the room with an atmosphere of lust.

After less than a hundred thrusts, Xu Ping felt he couldn't take it anymore. A tingling sensation ran through her lower back, and the pent-up desire within her finally burst forth in this beautiful virgin's body. Perhaps due to prolonged abstinence, Xu Ping couldn't control his urge to ejaculate after only a short while!

"Your Highness..." Xu Qian felt the large member inside her swell, the pleasure making her bones feel like they were melting. She couldn't help but tremble as she asked, "How...how did it get bigger...this lowly servant...is about to be...broken...so...so full..."

"I'm going to cum!" Xu Ping's voice was almost a growl, his thrusts becoming faster and faster as he spoke. The violent thrusts almost made Xu Qian unable to even moan, only letting out loud "uh-huh" cries.

The intense impact and powerful force nearly shattered Xu Qian's soul. The intense pleasure filled her nerves, leaving her too weak to even scream, only able to moan softly like a sob, panting with each thrust. At that moment, a thought suddenly surfaced in her remaining rationality, instantly sending a chill down her spine.

"No..." Xu Qian, drawing strength from who-knows-where, suddenly struggled and pushed Xu Ping away. Her flushed face showed a hint of panic, along with an inexplicable unease and fear.

"Damn it!" Just as he was about to ejaculate, Xu Ping, unaware of the danger, was pushed back a step, his penis slipping out of her wet vagina. Although Xu Qian stumbled and fell to the ground, crying out in pain, Xu Ping couldn't hold back any longer. He rushed forward, grabbed her hair, and thrust his penis into her mouth.

"Ugh..." Before Xu Qian could react, her mouth was already filled with his enormous penis. Xu Ping could no longer be gentle; with a muffled roar, he held her head with both hands, thrusting his hips roughly into her tender mouth, using her warm oral cavity as a vagina to release his final desire!

Tears streamed down Xu Qian's face, and saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. But seeing the man's excited expression, her heart softened. She forcibly suppressed her instinctive resistance, closed her eyes, and tried to open her mouth as wide as possible, enduring the discomfort and pain to receive the man's rough thrusts. She only hoped that her submissiveness would make her beloved man feel better.

Several rough thrusts felt like they were pushing against her throat. After more than ten thrusts, Xu Ping could no longer hold back, letting out a muffled roar as his body stiffened and trembled. Streams of hot, viscous semen exploded powerfully, filling Xu Qian's warm, cherry-like mouth amidst her stiff, trembling body.

"Ugh..." Xu Qian let out a soft moan of discomfort, her mouth gradually filling with the viscous semen. Having suppressed his desire for so long, Xu Ping ejaculated a particularly large amount, and soon her mouth could no longer hold it. Several streams of milky white semen mixed with saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, her naked body was covered in hickeys, her skin flushed with passion, and beads of sweat climbed up her skin, making her look especially sexy! Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, yet her gaze was filled with gentle tenderness. Her cherry-like lips tightly held the thick, hard penis, semen dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her disheveled appearance made her look pitiful, yet possessed an extremely lewd and alluring quality.

The air seemed to freeze as Xu Ping comfortably savored the pleasure of ejaculation. After a while, seeing Xu Qian still obediently holding his gradually softening penis despite her tears, a hint of resentment in her eyes, his heart softened. He asked in confusion, "Why?"

Xu Qian glanced at Xu Ping with a hint of panic, swallowed the sticky fluid in her mouth, and without speaking, knelt down, hugging Xu Ping's legs. She used her mouth to clean the filth between her legs, shamelessly licking the man's semen and her own secretions. After diligently licking the penis clean with her little tongue, she looked at Xu Ping pitifully. There was a hint of resentment, but more than that, an indescribable helplessness.

"Why didn't you let me ejaculate inside!" Xu Ping looked down at her kneeling on the ground, silently weeping. A pang of sadness gripped his heart, and his confused tone softened. With a sigh, he carried her into the pool, letting the warm water soothe the fatigue after their passion.

Xu Qian smiled through her tears, enduring the pain in her lower body as she helped Xu Ping wash. She whispered with a mixture of helplessness and happiness, "This humble servant thanks Your Highness for your favor, for allowing me to experience the happiness of being loved. Even if I were to serve you like a slave, I could never repay your kindness! But this humble servant is of lowly status and truly unworthy..."

She didn't finish her sentence, letting out a soft sob, tears welling in her smiling eyes again. However, she still gave Xu Ping a bright and gentle smile. Perhaps not wanting to reveal her resentment and helplessness, Xu Qian covered her mouth with one hand, weeping softly, while continuing to wipe Xu Ping's body after their passion with the other.

Xu Ping sighed, closed his eyes, and remained silent, letting her gentle hands caress him. Despite their intense lovemaking, her movements were so careful and tender, so similar to Xiao Mi's.

Xu Qian's face still held a lingering flush, and with each movement, a throbbing pain shot through her legs. Yet, she gazed at Xu Ping with tender affection, without a trace of complaint. All she felt was the joy and happiness of becoming a woman, and an undeniable allure.

At that moment, she had no other thoughts, only hoping the man wouldn't forget her; even if he only remembered her as a lowly woman who had offered her pure body, she would be content.

Xu Ping remained silent, his eyes closed. Although Xu Qian wouldn't speak, he knew perfectly well why she had refused his ejaculation inside her. Ultimately, it was those outdated ideas at play. Xu Qian feared that if she became pregnant, Luo Ning'er would hate her for it, and the Luo family would also harbor resentment towards her.

She feared even more that under this absurd system, her illegitimate child would suffer greatly because of her lowly status, and besides, she couldn't protect her own child. She had too many fears; stemming from the various barriers and oppressions of feudal ideology, she dared not even hope to have her own child. Because of her humble origins, this child would be as lowly as she was, becoming an object of ridicule and mockery.

In reality, Xu Ping wouldn't be swayed by those strange and cruel thoughts. But he had to admit that some things couldn't be changed overnight. Xu Ping understood Xu Qian's concerns and knew her inferiority complex and insecurity. He now genuinely liked her rationality and sympathized with her helpless calmness.

After quietly washing up, Xu Qian still diligently helped Xu Ping get dressed. Even though she was still a little uncomfortable from her first time, she still fulfilled her duties as a maid. The atmosphere improved somewhat at this point. Xu Ping gently comforted her while inquiring about Luo Ning'er and the Luo family.

The man who had just given his virginity was asking about another woman in front of her, and Xu Qian felt a pang of jealousy. But thinking of how kind her mistress was to her, how she cared for her like a sister, and the gentle affection and tenderness the man before her showed her, she experienced for the first time a wonderful feeling she had never dared to hope for. Xu Qian knew she didn't even have the right to be jealous, nor should she be so shamelessly envious.

This brief moment of alone time with him was already a luxury for her. Xu Qian chuckled inwardly at her own oversensitivity and immediately answered all of Xu Ping's questions without reservation.

Their intimate conversations, sweet nothings, and delightful playfulness were enough to make her remember them for a lifetime. Xu Ping would occasionally crack a joke, telling anecdotes that made her giggle; sometimes he would talk about the war, and Xu Qian would listen intently.

Apart from the lingering scent in the air that recorded everything, in such a joyful and relaxed scene, who could imagine how intense their recent physical encounter had been?

The two nestled intimately together, occasionally kissing, and Xu Ping would sometimes indulge in some playful groping. This relaxed and simple sweetness completely intoxicated Xu Qian, so intoxicated that she only wished time could stand still, allowing her to hold this man who had completely conquered her a little longer.

[Episode 26] Chapter 2: The Affairs of Zhili

Qifengpo, on the border of Zhili and Tianjin, is a continuous stretch of sparse woodland. Although seemingly picturesque, the area was eerily quiet; the smoke of war had long since driven away all the birds and beasts.

Ahead lay the battle-torn city of Tianjin, where lives were lost every moment, and the air was filled with heart-wrenching cries of battle. Behind lay Zhili, heavily fortified with troops; the apparent tranquility was masked by an unsettling atmosphere. The powerful army was preparing

for battle, ready to be the final victors. Qifengpo, serving as a buffer zone, bore a heavy responsibility: not only to repel any breakout attempts by the Tianjin rebels, but also to maintain a tight defense, ensuring no wounded soldier escaped. For days, a battalion of the Imperial Guard had been stationed there, but some deserters kept wandering off to their deaths, so the Imperial Guard dared not be careless in defending this buffer zone.

Soldiers patrolled the woods incessantly; anyone seen in rebel uniforms was immediately killed without explanation. Numerous sentries and archers were hidden in the branches and on high ground, creating an impenetrable defense, both overt and covert. Under such formidable defenses, even a fly would find it difficult to slip through.

The days of chaotic fighting had driven some deserters, like headless flies, to the Imperial Guard's headquarters in a panic. After a brief commotion, the disciplined officers dragged away a corpse.

In this critical moment, no negligence was tolerated; even newly recruited soldiers, forced into service, received no chance to explain.

Unlike the stern-faced, murderous Imperial Guards, the cobblestone path along the river was unusually quiet. Although located behind the buffer zone and considered relatively insignificant, it was usually guarded by nearly a thousand soldiers to prevent escape by water. But today, these usually menacing soldiers were keeping their distance, none daring to disturb them.

The cool river water washed over the stones, silent for countless years, producing a beautiful sound. The crystal-clear water shimmered with golden light under the glow of the sunset.

The shadowy trees and green grass along the riverbank seemed so vibrant, swaying gently in the breeze with a soft "whoosh." The lively scene was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating all who beheld this masterpiece of nature.

Upstream, on a boulder large enough to comfortably seat ten people, a petite figure sat quietly. Bathed in the beautiful glow of the sunset, her snow-white dress was flawless, its ribbons and sleeves fluttering in the wind, exuding a graceful movement.

Her long, soft hair danced in the breeze, carrying a touch of mischief. Her slightly chubby face was breathtakingly beautiful. Her delicate features combined to create an ethereal, otherworldly beauty, inspiring a feeling of tenderness and affection.

The little girl sat on the boulder, pouting, looking utterly wronged. She hugged her knees, throwing stones into the river while playfully scolding, "You're so infuriating! That big pervert!"

Her angry expression was so charming that it evoked pity, and her pitiful appearance was heartbreaking. It wasn't so much a scolding as a coquettish murmur. Her

adorable face was especially captivating in the glow of the sunset, with two faint blushes that were hard to conceal. A shyness and cuteness unique to little girls added to her captivating charm.

"You bad boy!" Luo Ning'er muttered softly, her face flushed as she threw stones. But then, lowering her head, she remembered the scene and felt her face burning red, even her ears burning unbearably. The

luxurious bathhouse, the dreamlike atmosphere, was intoxicating. The appearance of the man she had longed for day and night filled her with joy. But in her dazed state, he had stripped her naked, her innocent body exposed to a man for the first time.

What was most infuriating was that she had been kissed so much that her head was spinning, obediently letting him do as he pleased, without even a shred of restraint. If her cousin hadn't suddenly appeared, she probably would already be…

“Go to hell, you big pervert…” Luo Ning’er felt a surge of heat just thinking about the feeling of their skin touching, and she threw several stones into the river in a fit of rage.

She was a little uneasy, wondering if her behavior hadn't been restrained enough. She was vaguely afraid of leaving a bad girl impression on her prince brother, afraid that he would think she was a wanton girl.

“Sigh…” Luo Ning’er sighed softly, her cute little head lost in thought. After the sigh, the blush on her face deepened. It wasn't just shyness, but also a hint of secret joy. Like a green apple, making one want to devour her whole.

At this moment, a figure silently appeared behind her, tall and imposing, instantly blocking the light of the sunset, his towering figure enveloping the little girl!

Luo Ning’er was immediately startled. She'd been distracted for a moment and hadn't noticed someone approaching. In just a short while, the person appeared behind her like a ghost, startling her so much that she instinctively grabbed her ivory bow to defend herself.

Before she could even draw it, the small bow was snatched away. The little girl hurriedly turned around, only to be pulled into a large embrace. A familiar voice whispered in her ear, teasing yet gentle, instantly relaxing her: "Little Ning'er, who are you calling a pervert?"

"You're so annoying!" The little girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. She'd been genuinely frightened and forgotten she'd been taken advantage of again. She kept pounding Xu Ping's chest, complaining playfully, "You scared me to death! Are you a ghost? You walk without making a sound!"

Xu Ping smiled gently, finding the shy yet happy little girl in his arms incredibly cute, and immediately sat down with her in his arms. Seeing the little girl still throwing a tantrum, pouting and ignoring him, he touched her smooth little face and said with a smile, "I walk very loudly, okay? You were just daydreaming here and didn't notice."

"You're kidding me!" Luo Ning'er pouted unhappily, rolled her eyes, and then turned her head away, looking exceptionally playful. Her bright eyes looked at the big man holding her, who appeared particularly majestic in the sunset. His gentle smile exuded a strong masculine charm, instantly making her feel a dizzying flutter in her heart.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault!" Xu Ping chuckled affectionately, holding her petite and adorable body tightly in his arms. He gently rubbed his face against her delicate cheek, inhaling the little girl's alluring scent and warmth, savoring this wonderful feeling.

The setting sun was the most beautiful scene. Green leaves, grass, flowing streams, and the sunset glow reflected each other, while a cool autumn breeze gently blew by. Everything was so beautiful, so picturesque, that it was hard to tell if it was earthly or fairyland.

This touching scene was full of romance, quieting down Luo Ning'er, who had initially wanted to scold him, and causing her to blush and snuggle closer to Xu Ping.

This atmosphere was perfect for romance, and most young girls would find it impossible to resist such a wonderful setting and ambiguous atmosphere. Xu Ping, of course, understood the little girl's budding feelings. Seeing her utterly captivated by the beauty, he simply held her tighter, quietly watching the sunset slowly descend, unusually refraining from any unwanted advances.

It wasn't that the little girl wasn't charming; holding such a captivating little sprite, touching her delicate, soft skin, and inhaling her fragrance and warmth was incredibly alluring.

Xu Ping had been abstinent for a long time, but he had finally released his pent-up desires on Xu Qian, and now he wasn't so impulsive.

Quietly nestled together, sometimes this tender enjoyment was even more wonderful than sex. Even as the sun completely set, Luo Ning'er was still completely intoxicated, somewhat reluctant to leave this wonderful feeling behind. She looked up at Xu Ping, and seeing the grown man gazing at her with deep affection, she said somewhat shyly, "Crown Prince, why aren't you saying anything?"

Xu Ping looked at her tenderly, his deep and passionate gaze making the little girl blush with embarrassment. Seeing her become incredibly obedient, he smiled and said, "It's nothing. I was afraid that if I spoke, Xiao Ning'er would say I was a pervert, so it's safer to keep quiet."

"I didn't..." the little girl muttered shyly. Although she had already said it, no one would be angry if she acted up now; instead, it was incredibly cute and childlike.

"Alright, baby!" Xu Ping then kissed her delicate little face, lovingly held her slender little hand, and said softly, "If you don't like it, then your Crown Prince brother won't kiss or touch you anymore, okay?"

"What? I don't like it..." Luo Ning'er cried out anxiously, only to realize she had been tricked. She touched the wet feeling on her face and jumped up in embarrassment and anger, "You kissed me while saying that, you're lying..."

"I was lying, haha!" Xu Ping loved her occasional mischief. Seeing the little girl pout her rosy lips again, he couldn't resist pressing her down beneath him. Under her shy gaze, he slowly kissed her cherry-like lips, murmuring tenderly, "And I'll lie to you, you silly little thing, for the rest of my life, kissing you for the rest of my life..."

"Ugh..." Luo Ning'er was almost dizzy from hearing these passionate words. Closing her eyes, her little hands instinctively wrapped around Xu Ping's neck, no longer playfully resisting, but obediently offering her sweet kiss, responding to her lover's gentle teasing.

Their tongues began to intertwine in perfect harmony, gently and slowly, without a trace of desire, yet filled with tender affection.

Having already tasted the wonderful flavor of kissing, the little girl gradually learned how to respond. Her rosy lips occasionally sucked on Xu Ping's tongue, not with lustful teasing, but with a cute, almost coquettish quality.

After a series of gentle movements, Luo Ning'er's face was flushed, so comfortable she could hardly breathe. She pushed Xu Ping away, panting slightly, her eyes misty with tears. After wiping her mouth, she said somewhat embarrassedly, "Don't...don't kiss me!"

"Don't you like it?" Xu Ping obediently refrained from touching her. Seeing how adorable the little girl looked, he couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss her little face again. After

a while, he licked her small ear and gently sucked on it. "No, I...I can't breathe..." Luo Ning'er let out a soft moan. The warmth on her ear and the man's rough tongue intertwined, making her tremble with pleasure. Afraid of being bullied again in the wild, she immediately giggled and avoided Xu Ping's kisses, panting, "No, it tickles..."

The two of them played around, kissing and biting each other, having a great time! It wasn't until the sun had completely set that Xu Ping jumped off the rock with the reluctant little girl in his arms. His leap made the little girl scream in surprise.

Xu Ping chuckled, and a beautiful cloud ladder hovered briefly in the air before gently descending to the ground.

Upon landing, he saw the little girl, her clothes slightly disheveled from playing, her shy and adorable appearance carrying a touch of girlish charm, her bright, watery eyes looking at him with a mixture of embarrassment and tenderness. Xu Ping couldn't help but lewdly smile, pretending to be a villain, and teased, "Little Ning'er is getting cuter and cuter, I really want to swallow you whole!"

"You dare!" The little girl glared at Xu Ping, both ashamed and flustered, her small body stiffening, clearly remembering the scene of her being stripped naked. She tightened her grip on her clothes, lowering her head in embarrassment.

"Oh, I would dare, but alas..." Xu Ping clicked his tongue and shook his head. Seeing her looking at him anxiously, he wanted to tease her, so he immediately said with a sullen face, "It's a pity my little Ning'er won't marry me, otherwise I would rightfully take you!"

"Who said I won't marry..." The little girl panicked. She had already looked at him and kissed him; her innocence and heart were entirely attached to this older brother in front of her. Didn't he understand her feelings? But she realized she was being teased again and swallowed the rest of her words. She glared at Xu Ping irritably, but then she looked at him with some surprise.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ping saw the curiosity in her eyes, looked at his sweaty yellow clothes, and asked with a grin, "Doesn't this look good?"

"Why are you wearing the Imperial Guard's clothes?" the little girl immediately exclaimed in confusion. Although it wasn't exactly ugly, she was very uncomfortable in it.

In her memory, her elder brother, the Crown Prince, was always either dressed in imposing armor or elegant scholar's robes. This was the first time she had seen him in a soldier's uniform, and it felt very awkward and strange.

"I have something to do!" Xu Ping didn't explain further. After helping her onto his horse, he immediately spurred it into the somewhat dark woods.

As the two flirted, night fell unnoticed, and countless torches were lit in the Qifeng Slope area. In the darkness, the countless lights seemed to rival the stars in the sky, so numerous that it was almost dazzling. The once deserted woods became as bright as day, but this light gave a sense of oppressive heaviness.

The horse sped along the forest path, Xu Ping holding the reins with one hand and holding Luo Ning'er's soft waist with the other, occasionally kissing her hair, face, or ears. His lewd teasing made the little girl pant softly, her face flushed with a hot blush. The warm, fragrant breath from her mouth further aroused Xu Ping's lust, and his teasing intensified!

"No..." the little girl struggled shyly, but before she could finish her sentence, Xu Ping silenced her with a long kiss, leaving her trembling. His thieving hand then gently caressed her snow-white neck.

By the time the horses reached the main road, the little girl was exhausted from the two consecutive wet kisses and the teasing with his hands and mouth. She collapsed into Xu Ping's arms, panting softly, as if her bones had been removed.

Her tender face was flushed with a captivating blush, and her closed eyes and panting made her even more alluring. Even at such a young age, she already exuded an irresistible temptation that could ignite a man's desire.

Their blissful time together ended, and the scene on the main road startled the little girl. The entire road was guarded by a dense troop of imperial guards, and the long line of torches stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the middle of the official road, a group of generals in armor had gathered. Some were covered in blood and disheveled, while others were covered in dirt and wounds, clearly having just returned from the battlefield. Some were treating their injuries on the spot.

"Put me down!" The little girl struggled shyly. She knew she looked incredibly embarrassing; her hair was a mess, her clothes disheveled, and she was sure to be laughed at.

"Be good, don't move!" Xu Ping smiled gently, holding her tightly, and they rode quickly down the main road like on patrol.

The gazes of nearly ten thousand people made Luo Ning'er so ashamed that she hid her face in Xu Ping's arms, too embarrassed to show it. Her petite and adorable appearance made the bachelors in the army swallow hard, their eyes gleaming as they stared at this stunningly beautiful little girl.

The horse stopped at the pavilion in the middle of the road. Xu Qian, who had been waiting nearby, was still a little uncomfortable from her first time, but she still walked over with unsteady steps. She looked at Xu Ping with tender affection and a touch of shyness before helping Luo Ning'er down from the horse and softly asking, "Miss, are you hungry?"

"No!" Luo Ning'er felt embarrassed by the stares of everyone, blushing as she took Xu Ping's hand and jogged along. While running, she didn't forget to turn back and make a face at Xu Ping, saying coquettishly, "I'm leaving, you can play by yourself!"

"Miss, please slow down!" Xu Qian followed behind, running and reminding him with concern. However, the jogging aggravated the swelling and pain in her lower body, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed occasionally, but she was too afraid to let anyone see it.

The exquisite figures of the two beauties made a group of old bachelors swallow hard. Although Xu Qian was not a stunning beauty, she was still a rare beauty, especially after losing her virginity, her subtle charm was even more intense.

Luo Ning'er was petite and cute, with a beautiful, dreamy, and interesting appearance. An innocent and romantic little girl was so bright and charming, and now her face was flushed, making her look extremely alluring. Which man wouldn't be moved by her?

"Do you want to chase after them too?" Xu Ping saw that their eyes were fixed on her and immediately coughed, giving a sarcastic snort. Although he was also a man, he could understand the pitiful situation of these people. "But you dare to lust after my woman with your eyes, and even drool over her? How much do you want to die childless?

" "N-nothing..." Everyone snapped out of their daze. Seeing the old man's displeasure, they quickly put on serious expressions to show that they absolutely had no other intentions. However, some people still had drool dripping from the corners of their mouths, which looked a bit comical.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Lu Yangjun was stunned when he saw Xu Ping wearing the uniform of the Imperial Guard. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately became nervous, sensing that something bad was definitely going to happen!

"I have something to do in a moment, don't ask me nonsense!" Xu Ping glared at him fiercely, then looked at the generals and scouts from various camps who had come to request military orders. He cleared his throat and said, "Gentlemen, you all understand the current situation! The imperial court has dispatched 200,000 troops to strike directly at the heart of the enemy. This campaign to quell the rebellion will surely end in the rebels' defeat. The General of the Valiant Cavalry is getting old, so he is tired from the journey and is not feeling well. You don't need to be too nervous!"

"Yes!" Everyone knelt down in unison. However, judging from the solemn expressions on their faces, the news of Luo Yong's illness still carried a superstitious element, causing many to feel uneasy and even somewhat affecting the current morale of the army.

"The Tianwu Battalion has been fighting the Zhou family army in the city for a day and a night!" Xu Ping's tone shifted, his voice turning somewhat cold as he shouted, "The Fierce Tiger Battalion and the Python Battalion have also reached the city walls, and the Tianjin rebels are now teetering on the brink of collapse. This is your chance to make a name for yourselves, whether you are heinous traitors or generals of the Zhou family army. If you want to achieve fame and fortune, bring me their heads."

"Yes!" The generals immediately became excited, as the current situation did indeed show the imperial court's advantage.

Who wouldn't want to kill the enemy and achieve merit in the military? The greatest achievement on the battlefield is the head of the enemy general. Slaying the enemy not only brings wealth and honor but also fame throughout the world and glory to one's ancestors—this is the common goal of every soldier.

Seeing the crowd's emotions stirred and their eyes gleaming as they awaited their orders, Xu Ping felt a pang of reluctance. Clearing his throat, he waved his hand and, with a chilling expression, roared, "All troops, listen to my command! From this day forward, I, the Commander-in-Chief, will issue no further orders. Each army will operate in units of ten thousand men, launching indiscriminate attacks. There will be no established formations, no constraints, only one command: cut off the enemy's head! Until Tianjin is completely pacified, each battalion general has the authority to fight independently." "

Ah…" The words caused an uproar. Everyone was stunned by the bizarre order!

This was the final order, meaning that from now on, everyone would fight independently. Each ten-thousand-man battalion general would lead his own troops into battle, without clear battle plans or defined targets. Any method would suffice to slay the enemy.

This is tantamount to completely unshackled all the troops, allowing the generals of each battalion to fight however they wish, with victory or defeat depending solely on their own abilities and the strength of their own forces.

This...this is simply absurd! This will become a completely chaotic melee, turning Tianjin into an unrestrained hell. Whether they want to attack the city gates, hold off the enemy, or even charge straight into the city, it's all up to them!

The imperial court will no longer exercise any restraint, and the battalions will no longer need to coordinate or support each other, let alone provide mutual assistance. Instead, each will unleash its strongest fighting power, vying for heads that will allow them to establish their merits in this great battle.

In other words, this method can maximize the fighting power of each battalion, and those with the ability will naturally reap the rewards. However, once the battalions are full of wounded soldiers and are being pursued by the enemy, there is no guarantee that friendly forces will come to their aid. This is because this method is tantamount to completely abandoning defense and purely using offense to deal with the last remnants of Tianjin.

"Your Highness, this?" Many people were dumbfounded; this idea was simply too audacious. This effectively trapped Tianjin in a desperate struggle. There was no comprehensive planning, let alone strategy. It was simply a battle of ruthlessness and killing prowess.

"Execute the order!" Xu Ping didn't explain further. With a wave of his hand, the final military order, which had been prepared long ago, was distributed to everyone.

Seeing that they were still somewhat bewildered, Xu Ping immediately shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Do you still consider yourselves the founding army? Have you forgotten how you fought your way to power? Now treat Tianjin as a chaotic world. Those with ability, cut off the heads of traitors to claim credit; those without ability who are utterly defeated need not bother mentioning the name of the founding army. The court cannot afford to lose face, and neither can the four generals!"

"Yes!" This provocation immediately worked. Many men, their faces flushed red, responded in unison and, before Xu Ping could even speak, took their orders and set off. A hint of excitement lingered on their grim faces; perhaps they all dreamed of a lifetime of wealth and glory after pacifying Tianjin.

The messengers from each camp quickly dispersed, rushing across the defensive lines into the darkness, carefully protecting the military orders they carried. They traversed the chaotic Tianjin, preparing to deliver the final, astonishing order to their respective camps, seeking opportunities to establish merit in the final stages of this great battle.

"Your Highness!" Lu Yangjun wasn't surprised. As the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, he naturally understood the court's intentions. He glanced sadly at the departing hooves, then turned back with a bitter smile, saying, "It seems this is the final battle. Once the unruly old generals are freed, even Zhou Jing might not be able to handle the ensuing chaos in Tianjin!"

A silence followed; he didn't say anything more. Because such an order would have a devastating effect, resulting in numerous casualties. Without mutual support and coordination, once surrounded, it would be all over!

This was indeed the most effective massacre, but the dark side was that the casualties of the imperial army would also increase dramatically, possibly even more than those of the Zhou family army.

Xu Ping looked at him expressionlessly, sneered, and said, "I know that if we keep fighting in a conventional manner, I don't know when it will end. Since these generals are all unruly, I'll give them a chance to unleash their full power and see if they still have the capital to be arrogant, or if they still have the savagery they once had when they swept across the world."

"Understood, Your Highness!" Lu Yangjun was well aware of the trouble the veterans of the founding of the dynasty had left for the court. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xu Ping and asked with some confusion, "Your Highness, the situation is now settled. Why are you still wearing the Imperial Guard uniform? Do you wish me to escort you back to the capital?"

"Lend me five thousand soldiers!" A hint of worry flashed across Xu Ping's face, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "I want the most elite Imperial Guards and the fastest cavalry."

As soon as Xu Ping finished speaking, a group of people dressed in Imperial Guard armor slowly surrounded him. Although their uniforms were neat and uniform, the intense killing intent they exuded was unmatched by ordinary soldiers.

Lu Yangjun turned his head and was immediately shocked; these people were not his own soldiers, but people from the Crown Prince's residence. He immediately exclaimed, "Your Highness, what are you doing!"

Zhang Congjia had already spurred his horse to escort Luo Peian back to the capital. The nearly one hundred people now were Xu Ping's guards, Zhang Hu's men, and Lin Wei and his men who had quickly arrived!

Everyone present was grim-faced, fully armored and armed. Those accompanying him were the elite of the guards, the weakest possessing at least second-rate skill; almost all the forces Xu Ping could muster were present.

Lou Jiu and his disciples stood silently to the side; aside from the wounded Kong Ming, all of Xu Ping's capable fighters were gathered here!

"What are you trying to do!" Lu Yangjun, seeing this, knew Xu Ping wasn't joking and immediately knelt, urgently saying, "Does Your Highness intend to go to the front lines personally? The battle is already one-sided; the Demon Camp has broken camp from the south and is bombarding the east gate. Going now would be futile; Your Highness must not take any more risks." "

Who said I'm going to take command of the Demon Camp again?" Xu Ping smiled, his eyes narrowing, and remained silent. Since he had released power to the other military camps, he would naturally also remove the shackles from the Demon Camp.

As the Crown Prince's Imperial Guards, they were more exhausted and cautious than anyone else in this battle. Within the camp, although he had led several victories, Xu Ping knew he was hindering the army's fighting capacity. They had to protect themselves constantly, bearing greater pressure than other troops, thus preventing them from unleashing their full potential. Now, the battle was entering its final stage, and it was time for these young men to show their skills.

"So, what are you doing here?" Lu Yangjun remained cautious. These men had all inexplicably donned Imperial Guard uniforms; they were definitely going to Tianjin, otherwise they wouldn't be deliberately concealing their intentions.

"Saving people!" Xu Ping said casually, but this time his attitude was firm, resolute: "Lu Yangjun, I know you are loyal to the court! But I'm not discussing this with you; this is an order, and you have no right to object."

"This humble general..." Lu Yangjun turned to look at the people from the Crown Prince's residence. They were clearly hesitant to let their master go on such a risk. After all, given the chaos in Tianjin, they couldn't guarantee complete safety.

Lu Yangjun then turned around, gritted his teeth, and pulled out an imperial edict from his robes, shouting loudly, "Crown Prince Zhu Yuanping, listen to the decree!"

"I'd like to see what you're up to!" Xu Ping snorted coldly, unmoved, while everyone else knelt down in unison. But this time, Xu Ping didn't just pretend to kneel; instead, he stood there with disdain, showing his resolve.

Lu Yangjun didn't say anything, knowing that the Crown Prince was the most unruly one. He immediately held up the imperial edict and shouted, "Zhu Yuanping, listen to my decree! I already have a plan for the Battle of Tianjin. Suppressing the rebellion is a matter of destiny. Crown Prince Zhu Yuanping has personally led the troops in this great battle and has made great contributions. However, the General of the Valiant Cavalry is currently unwell. The Crown Prince should stay in the rear to stabilize the morale of the army. Before Tianjin is pacified, you are not allowed to leave Zhili without my decree."

"Your Highness!" Lu Yangjun admired the Emperor's foresight. Holding the imperial edict, he breathed a sigh of relief and said cautiously, "His Majesty has already given the decree. Please don't make things difficult for this humble general!"

"Father is indeed very thoughtful!" Xu Ping said coldly, his voice filled with helplessness and conflict. He gritted his teeth, looked at the still uneasy Lu Yangjun, and said coldly with a somewhat gloomy expression, "What if I insist on going? Disobeying the imperial decree, I wonder if General Lu would like to execute this disrespectful person?"

His words seemed emotionless, yet they carried a chilling intent. Xu Ping snorted coldly, and his true energy surged forth, the intense aura making those nearby breathless.

Although he was only at the upper level of the Earth Rank, he was only one step away from the Heaven Rank. Such profound cultivation naturally made him stand out from the crowd, making everyone feel as if a heavy stone was pressing on their hearts.

Lu Yangjun, with only the lower level of the Earth Rank, naturally felt the heavy pressure and understood that the Crown Prince was determined to defy the imperial decree. He immediately gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "Then, Your Highness, please step over my corpse!"

"You think I dare not?" Xu Ping roared. Clenching his fist, the immense pressure made those nearby dare not look directly at him. His surging true energy hadn't erupted so freely in a long time, and the terrifying pressure surprised even the people in the Crown Prince's residence. Unbeknownst to them, their master's cultivation had increased so much.

Lu Yangjun gritted his teeth, stood up, and said resolutely, "Even if Your Highness kills me, the Imperial Guards will not let you take a single step forward. If necessary, even if we bind Your Highness and bring you back to the capital, we will not allow you to set foot in Tianjin again."

Lu Yangjun's eyes were filled with unwavering determination after hesitation, showing he wasn't joking.

The Imperial Guards' loyalty to Zhu Yunwen was extreme. Xu Ping was now at a loss; he couldn't really kill him, could he? Besides, even if he did kill him, with so many Imperial Guards guarding the area, was he really going to fight them? Even if they didn't fight back, just surrounding him would be enough to immobilize him!

"Your Highness!" Seeing Xu Ping sigh helplessly, Lu Yangjun realized that the stalemate couldn't continue like this, and immediately asked tentatively, "Whom did you rescue?"

"Zhao Meng!" Zhang Hu, seeing the stalemate ease slightly, quickly replied, "Lord Zhao led his men deep behind enemy lines, constantly sniping at the Zhou family army's rear and disrupting their defenses. However, he is currently under heavy pursuit, and of the ten thousand soldiers he led, only a few remain. He is now forced to hide in the Ten Mile Forest, pleading for our help. For both public and private reasons, Your Highness would certainly not abandon him."

Zhao Meng's deep penetration into the rear had indeed had an effect, disrupting the situation. The first time, the Zhou family army was unprepared, and he naturally fought very smoothly, but later he suffered severe attacks from the Zhou family army. When Kong Ming broke through and returned to camp, Zhao Meng was intercepted and unable to return, but he still managed to play hide-and-seek with the Zhou family army with his remaining troops.

Zhao Meng's 10,000 troops were scattered and fighting independently. Although it was guerrilla warfare, it had been surprisingly effective, allowing them to harass enemy lines. Now, they were being chased and driven to the brink of defeat, and only then did they manage to send a secret report requesting reinforcements.

"I see!" Lu Yangjun pondered for a moment. As the future emperor's brother-in-law and a man of military merit, it was no wonder this gentleman was so anxious. It seemed that rescuing him was out of the question. After thinking for a while, he tentatively said, "Your Highness, since that's the case, why don't I personally lead 30,000 troops straight to Shili Xiaolin and bring Lord Zhao back!"

"This..." Xu Ping hesitated immediately. It wasn't that he didn't trust the Imperial Guards, but he was somewhat uneasy.

"My lord!" Sun Zhengnong, his mind racing, advised from the side, "The Imperial Guard's cavalry are swift and familiar with the terrain. General Lu has commanded troops for many years and is naturally experienced. With him leading 30,000 troops to the rescue, I believe even the Zhou family army wouldn't dare to easily offend us!"

"It's up to you!" Xu Ping pondered for a moment, weighing the options, but still felt that Lu Yangjun leading 30,000 cavalry to the rescue was more reliable. He immediately instructed Lu Yangjun with a solemn expression, "Go as fast as you can! Find them alive or dead!"

"Yes!" Lu Yangjun accepted the order with a grim face, mounted his horse, and ordered, "Order the First, Third, and Sixth Battalions to assemble immediately. Don't bring any supplies or provisions. Abandon all equipment except weapons. Go to Shili Xiaolin as fast as you can!"

Military orders were swiftly relayed, and 30,000 Imperial Guard cavalrymen rapidly assembled in the darkness. The vast army kicked up clouds of dust, the thunderous hooves echoing through the night.

The Imperial Guards, who had remained inactive until now, were mobilized on a large scale for the first time in this battle, their chilling presence sweeping across the battlefield as they marched over the buffer zone towards the chaotic Tianjin.

"Master, let's go back!" Liu Shishan, seeing Xu Ping's still worried expression, immediately reassured him, "Lord Zhao is a lucky man; I believe he will be alright!"

"Yes!" Lou Jiu also stepped forward to comfort him, "Lord Lu Yang has commanded troops for many years; he will find a way to rescue Lord Zhao. Master, there's no need to worry."

After much persuasion, Xu Ping finally abandoned his plan to secretly follow them. His mind was filled with worry for his seemingly honest yet somewhat cunning bandit brother-in-law, Zhao Meng, but he reassured himself: He'll definitely be alright! Only after everyone's reassurance did he return to his residence in Zhili.

Zhao Meng, having infiltrated Hebei, nurtured the embryonic form of the Evil Ghost Camp, continuously training new recruits. Without him, the establishment of the Evil Ghost Camp wouldn't have been so smooth. Moreover, he was Xiao Ling'er's older brother, both his subordinate and like a friend; Xu Ping's conscience wouldn't allow him not to save him.

[Episode 26] Chapter 3: Hell on Earth

A ridiculous and cruel order turned Tianjin into a living hell. The army suddenly lost all restraints, its unrestrained fighting style defying everyone's predictions. Like wild horses, they fought however they pleased, regardless of the situation of their allies.

Even the disciplined Zhou family army couldn't withstand this absurd, all-out offensive. In less than three days, they suffered repeated defeats, many troops being driven back into the city, frantically hiding from the ever-present counter-insurgency forces. The generals of each camp, driven by their own personal desires, displayed their fighting prowess, and the offensive suddenly became as fierce as a flood.

Tianjin had become a living hell of constant warfare. Under the cover of night, the Demon Camp bombarded the East Gate, allowing more and more Tianji Camp troops to storm into the city. Each force fought its own battleground against the Zhou family army, indirectly rescuing the already weakened Tianwu Camp.

The 20,000 veterans of the Tianwu Camp, upon entering the city, were thrown into disarray by the vigorous Zhou family army. Unfamiliar with the streets and alleys of Tianjin, they could only react passively, and now only less than 5,000 men remained.

Liu Zhanying, after regaining his composure, saw other camps rushing into the city. After a brief reorganization, he joined the tide of people in a fierce battle against the Zhou family army.

Outside the North Gate of Tianjin, the scene was filled with the carnage of soldiers and corpses. Unable to withstand the onslaught, Zhou Yunlong's army was relentlessly overwhelmed by the chaotic and disorganized 40,000-strong force, forced to grit their teeth and retreat into the city. As they approached the city gate, they were surprised to find a new camp set up outside the North Gate.

The Demon Camp had split into two groups. Chen Qi led ten thousand warmongers into the melee, eager to claim the unparalleled glory and take Zhou Jing's head.

However, Bai Tu wasn't as impulsive. After much deliberation, he decided that after bombarding the east gate, he would lead the remaining few thousand troops to the north gate. They were already digging trenches and preparing to set up artillery positions to bombard that side as well.

"Is that Zhou Yunlong's army?" Bai Tu asked with interest, watching the tens of thousands of troops entangled together, kicking up clouds of dust.

No wonder the imperial army's chaotic forces were so entangled, like they were on a stimulant; Zhou Yunlong's head was indeed worth their desperate fight.

In this chaotic battle, the most eye-catching general in the Zhou family army was undoubtedly Zhou Yunlong. Leading his twenty thousand troops, he charged through the chaos, almost single-handedly defeating three ten-thousand-strong battalions of the Heavenly Mystery Camp. His fighting prowess and masterful control were truly astonishing. Compared to some so-called veterans, his methods were more cunning, and his strategies more profound.

"Yes!" His lieutenants' eyes lit up at the news, each rubbing their hands together, seemingly eager to rush forward and fight. Now was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the chaos; besides Zhou Jing, who was stationed at the general's post, this man's head was the most valuable in the Zhou family army!

"Heh, even he has his moments of being beaten to a pulp!" Bai Tu smiled but didn't speak, turning around and ordering, "Ignore them! Once the cannons are set up, bombard the north gate. We don't care how the other battalions fight; the most important thing now is to open a passage and let more troops rush into the city."

Bai Tu's words stifled his men's restless impulses. Wealth, fame, and glory—who wouldn't be tempted? Bai Tu, of course, was no exception; naturally, he also wanted to gallop across the battlefield and fight!

Seeing that the various armies had lost their rationality, Bai Tu carefully considered his own qualifications. It was difficult to fight against the others now, so he decided to do them a favor and provide support, helping them to break through the current situation first.

"Yes!" After a flurry of activity, the cannons were set up, and Bai Tu immediately ordered a bombardment of the north gate.

Thunderous roars shook the earth violently; the ancient city teetered on the brink of collapse, and huge stones began to shatter. Smoking fragments of rock fell, and the strongest fortifications crumbled bit by bit.

"Retreat to the west gate!" Seeing the relentless and intense artillery fire, the continuous bombardment almost reducing the north gate to ruins, Zhou Yunlong was filled with rage, wanting to rush over and tear the evil ghost camp to pieces. However, he was entangled with so many troops and had no time to spare. Helpless, he could only quickly lead his troops to retreat to the west gate, seeking to rejoin his fraternal units to resist this endless pursuit.

The Zhou family army's once-standing banners were now somewhat tattered, and the outer flanks were subjected to an unprecedentedly fierce onslaught.

When the absurd imperial order was issued, Zhou Yunlong initially didn't take it seriously, never expecting so many to covet his head. Caught off guard by the swarming armies from all sides, he was practically routed, unable to retaliate. He was now in a state of utter disarray, filled with both helplessness and anger.

"Charge in!" Bai Tu watched from afar as more and more troops surged over the rubble and into the city. Inside, a bloody battle raged, and he knew the decisive battle had begun. With a furious roar, he ordered his troops to abandon their cannons and charge into the city with the horde.

Inside Tianjin, the scene was beyond description: "smoke and fire everywhere." Countless massacres had turned it into a living hell. Even more horrifying, almost every street was filled with soldiers hacking and slashing at each other. Every step could mean stepping on someone else's corpse; the ground beneath was stained crimson with blood, and limbs and body parts were scattered everywhere. Everything seemed so horrifying, yet it easily stirred up the darkest, most murderous pleasures within human nature.

Bai Tu had just led his men into the city, and before they could even unleash their killing spree, they encountered a somewhat chaotic resistance from the Zhou family army.

At this moment, a group of blood-soaked soldiers rushed in from the other side to provide support; Chen Qi, at the forefront, cut down one of the enemy generals with a few strokes, then laughed loudly, "Bai Tu, why did you waste so much effort bombing the north gate! Why waste so much time and energy? It would have been much better to just charge in and have a good time!"

"Yes!" Bai Tu didn't argue with him, knowing that Chen Qi had already become estranged from him during the attack on the south slope. Glancing at Chen Qi, he saw that besides the warriors of the Evil Ghost Camp, Chen Qi also had a veteran general from the Python Camp; knowing he was a fierce general from the Python Camp, he didn't ask him anything.

"Stop beating around the bush!" Chen Qi chuckled, wiping the blood splattered on his face, and laughed heartily, "We've got Zhou Jing's head! He's still stubbornly holding out at the general's post. I'll see how long he can hold out."

"Good luck." Bai Tu smiled but said nothing, watching their troops charge into the city again to fight, and then led his own troops in!

The civilians remaining in the city, if they couldn't find anywhere to hide, could only await death in fear. Days of fighting had pushed the soldiers' nerves to the limit. Some deserters would disguise themselves as civilians to try and escape; at this point, how could anyone distinguish between soldiers and civilians? Therefore, it was better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free.

"Look!" The Demon Camp fought their way through the blood-soaked waters, slaughtering anyone not wearing imperial uniform.

Everywhere, various battalions were encircling and suppressing the rebels; lives were being lost every moment, the carnage so horrific it sent chills down Bai Tu's spine.

Following his subordinate's pointing, Bai Tu turned and frowned. In a dilapidated inn by the roadside, cries and screams were erupting. Dozens of Heavenly Mystery Camp soldiers had found two middle-aged women and were forcibly committing adultery amidst the ruins.

Although the two women were disheveled and wretched, their beauty plain to the point of being unsightly, they were a great temptation to these men who had long been celibate.

The soldiers roughly tore off their clothes, their lust rising as they touched the women's soft skin. The sight of their exposed breasts excited them even more, and dozens of bloodied hands eagerly reached out to touch them.

By this time, two or three men had already stripped the women naked amidst their cries and screams, roughly and excitedly squeezing their breasts. Two men who appeared to be the leaders immediately pulled down their pants, ignoring their pleas and cries, and forced themselves upon the two poor women, defiling them. Many more excited men waited nearby, urging them on. One by one, they pulled down their pants, revealing their ugly state, driven only by lust!

"Ignore them!" Bai Tu, seeing his soldiers' eyes widen, some of the new recruits swallowing hard, who had never seen a woman's body before, immediately shouted fiercely, "Do you want to go too?!"

"No, we wouldn't dare!" Seeing Bai Tu's fierce expression and the drawing of his sword, the men immediately shook their heads and waved their hands in fear. They glanced longingly at the erotic scene inside the house, gritted their teeth, and quickly followed to continue the carnage.

Meanwhile, the cries from the ruins grew even louder, and some passing soldiers, unable to resist the temptation, rushed in, wanting a share. Two poor women, their chastity ruined, were now facing an ever-growing number of bestial soldiers, and had long since fainted from the humiliation. The men, however, were indifferent, pressing down on them one after another to vent their lust.

Before a major battle, such acts, though immoral and absurd, were unavoidable. Many men harbored a fear of war, and before their deaths, they felt a deep sense of injustice at not having slept with a woman, their lustful thoughts turning to wickedness. Occasionally, during the fighting, they would seize women from neighboring villages and gang-rape them to satisfy their lust, or perhaps as a way to vent their fear of death.

The court often turned a blind eye to these acts. As long as they weren't too blatant, they wouldn't interfere, as morale couldn't be affected before a major battle.

But now, in the midst of war, while such actions might not leave any future trouble, they were undeniably blatant. If the enemy attacked, would they be able to spare any attention to resist?

Bai Tu was furious just thinking about it. Which battalion of scum did these men belong to? If they were rebels, I really wanted to rush over and chop them all down, to show them the consequences of their actions!

The battle at Caishikou in the south of the city was particularly fierce, with tens of thousands of soldiers clashing in a chaotic melee. Everywhere was a chaotic clash

of swords, and fallen corpses, turning the area into a river of blood. Heart-wrenching screams, the nauseating stench of blood in the air, the stench of burnt flesh amidst the smoke—even before approaching, one could feel the brutality of the war.

The cowardly would tremble and choose to flee, seeking refuge or even deserting. But the bloodthirsty would be excited; their ferocity, aroused by the mere smell of blood, would be overwhelming.

Those present were likely all warmongers, each fighting with extraordinary ferocity, a fierce and exceptionally brutal battle, unlike the lukewarm atmosphere at the city walls, which was somewhat repulsive.

Bai Tu led his men in, inquiring as he went. Upon learning that it was the imperial army besieging the Zhou family's army of over ten thousand men, including Zhou Yunfei, another general under Zhou Jing, they excitedly pushed their way in.

"Stop, stop fighting! We surrender!" With the situation overwhelmingly against them, some of the Zhou family's soldiers began to kneel and surrender. A terrifying atmosphere spread, and more and more cowardly soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt, begging for a chance to survive.

The surrendered soldiers were gathered in the center. Wang Zhongjun, ignoring his blood-soaked body, stepped forward, his eyes wide, and demanded, "Which one of you is Zhou Yunfei?!"

Zhou Yunfei was crouching in the crowd, but he hadn't lowered his weapon. His face was covered in blood and dust, making him unrecognizable. Despite his numerous wounds, he was now filled with rage, wanting only to kill Wang Zhongjun the moment he got closer.

"Our general..." The trembling soldier hadn't finished speaking when a soldier in the uniform of the Demon Battalion suddenly rushed forward, viciously slashing at him with his sword, cursing, "You bastard, you're the one who just killed my brother!"

"Ah..." Caught off guard, the soldier's neck was instantly severed. He screamed and fell into the bloody water, the severed throat and broken bones clearly visible. Warm blood gushed out as his body convulsed.

"It's you, you bastard, who just slashed me!" Another man in the uniform of the Fierce Tiger Battalion also rushed forward, raising his sword and viciously beheading a soldier kneeling outside.

"Those who surrender are spared! What are you doing!" Wang Zhongjun roared angrily!

"None of your business! If you won't kill them, we will!" Several men ignored Wang Zhongjun, angrily recounting the tragic deaths of their brothers. This incitement stirred up many others to join the fray. After all, some of them had been badly beaten, and some were even seeking revenge for their brothers; they were all unable to contain themselves.

"You..." Wang Zhongjun was so angry he couldn't speak. Although he was a general of ten thousand men, these soldiers were not under his command at all. At the very least, they should have recognized his status, yet they dared to speak so disrespectfully! If it were any other time, he would have slapped them already.

Cutting down a few surrendered soldiers immediately aroused the Zhou family army's resentment. Since ancient times, surrendering meant not being killed, but now it was a case of settling scores later! Surrendering meant being slaughtered for nothing, and many rebels had already picked up their weapons, ready to fight to the death. Rather than being slaughtered, they would rather fight back; perhaps they would still have a chance to survive.

Hidden in the crowd, Zhou Yunfei seized his opportunity, stood up, raised his sword, and cursed with boundless grief and indignation, "Damn it, the court is shameless! They kill even those who surrender, what's the point of surrendering...?"

"We're going to die anyway, I'll take a few down with me!"

"I don't want to kneel and wait to die, damn it, I'll fight them to the death!" The fervor spread instantly, and the soldiers who had already surrendered picked up their weapons again, roaring as they slashed at those who hadn't yet reacted.

This time, the court's army was caught off guard and thrown into disarray. The killing of several men had thoroughly ignited the Zhou family army's will to fight to the death. Now, everyone was bloodthirsty, hacking and slashing indiscriminately, their morale so high it caught everyone off guard.

The surrounding army was suddenly scattered, and the rebels, their bloodlust reignited, fought like madmen, slashing at anyone in sight. Perhaps the complete annihilation of their hope for survival only made them fight even more resolutely.

Even those who were initially hesitant have become frenzied. No one harbors any illusions of surrendering to avoid death; everyone is ruthlessly cutting down the enemy before them, all for the sake of survival.

The situation has descended into utter chaos. Bai Tu, while leading his men to repel the rebels' fierce counterattack, muttered to himself, "Something's strange!"

His sharp eyes caught a closer look. In the chaos, no one noticed that those who had been filled with righteous indignation earlier were quietly slipping away. Logically, they should have been seeking revenge at this moment; this would have made it easier for them to exact their vengeance.

Daring to contradict Wang Zhongjun proved they weren't cowards; why, after provoking the rebels' bloodlust, did they choose to avoid him?

"Strange, isn't it?" Chen Qi, having fought his way through, felt a jolt of fear upon seeing this scene. Seeing Bai Tu's puzzled expression, he sneered and said sarcastically, "Because they're not the imperial army at all."

"What?" Bai Tu looked at him in surprise. If they weren't the imperial army, why were they wearing the uniforms of the Demon Camp and the Fierce Tiger Camp? Were they just opportunists, trying to incite trouble and make the battle even more brutal?

"I saw one of them when I was working in the prefecture!" Chen Qi's face darkened as he watched the agile figures disappear into the alley, gritting his teeth. "Those aren't soldiers. If I remember correctly, they were guards from the Shuntian Prefecture."

"Hmm!" Bai Tu nodded, pondered for a moment, then said nothing more, leading his men back into the battle.

Chen Qi glanced at his former comrades falling one by one in the crowd, sighed, and remained silent.

At this moment, the rebel resistance suddenly intensified. He understood that there was no other way to stop this desperate resistance except through ruthless slaughter, and immediately led his men into the fray.

The battle in Tianjin became even more intense. After several fierce battles, the rebels' hopes of surrendering and surviving were dashed. The fierce resistance suddenly put the imperial army under immense strain, and the rebels' frenzied fighting style was incredibly ruthless!

This dramatic turn of events even surprised the Zhou family, but Zhu Yunwen, who held absolute power, smiled smugly. Under his influence, the entire city of Tianjin was rapidly becoming a hellish place of mutual slaughter.

[Episode 26] Chapter 4: A Painful Price

Tianjin had been completely breached, and armies from all sides poured into the city at a tidal wave speed. Countless soldiers fought fiercely in every corner. Every moment, corpses fell, and every moment, weary men remained vigilant against enemy attacks!

Blood stained clothes, dust obscured faces; friend and foe could only be distinguished by clothing. Regardless of who they were, their eyes were numb with nothing but ferocity, mercilessly slaughtering those around them to protect their own lives. The

fighting outside the city was equally brutal, the ferocity no less than that inside. Corpses littered the hillsides, blood staining the grass red. The battle between the Tianwu and Hungry Wolf rebel forces was exceptionally fierce; by now, both sides had less than ten thousand men combined.

Even so, neither side showed any sign of retreat, and desertions were few and far between. Though they were allies at the founding of the dynasty, some grudges and animosity remained. Now, meeting on a narrow path, enemies were naturally filled with intense hatred. Even though they were battered and exhausted, they fought without mercy, disregarding the lives of others and their own.

The fierce battle raged for two days, with each camp encountering fierce resistance from the rebels. Although the advantage remained clear, the casualties were also extremely heavy.

Zhu Yunwen secretly dispatched his forces to constantly stir up trouble, turning what should have been a settled war into a cruel and merciless conflict. A war without surrendered soldiers was destined to be decided only by death.

Corpses floated in the moat, blood diluted by the river water flowing through every corner, turning the clear spring into a bloody mess. Perhaps out of pity for the loss of life, dark clouds gathered during the fierce battle, and amidst the rumble of thunder, raindrops the size of soybeans fell, washing away the endless stream of blood on the ground. The rain

blurred their vision, but the crowd continued to hack and slash at each other in the rain. Without hesitation, ruthless and merciless, but their faces lacked the excitement and agitation they had shown earlier. Their eyes were empty and lifeless; even as they bravely cut down one opponent after another, all they felt was numbness to the slaughter.

A light rain also began to fall in Zhili, the gentle raindrops seemingly trying to wash away the gloom in people's hearts and the blood on their bodies. The pure rain seemed sacred, bringing a unique sense of ease, yet also making the air feel somewhat stuffy and oppressive.

In the main hall of the residence, a cool breeze blew in through the open doors. A solitary armchair swayed gently in the cool wind, appearing relaxed and particularly comfortable. Unlike the fierce fighting in Tianjin, Zhili, just across the river, seemed peaceful, completely unaffected by the war. Even the faint smell of blood in the wind couldn't change the vastly different reality.

Xu Ping, wearing only shorts and shirtless, lay on the armchair, letting it creak and sway. His face was somewhat blank, his eyes vacant as he watched the raindrops drip from the eaves, splashing and creating a beautiful, dreamlike, and exquisitely beautiful scene.

The fighting in Tianjin must have been incredibly fierce. With his eyes closed, he could still hear the sounds of thousands of soldiers clashing, and the screams of dying echoed in his ears like a nightmare.

Xu Ping was somewhat lost, seemingly numb to the war and unwilling to think about it anymore. Logically speaking, this peaceful life was what he had been pursuing, so why did he feel an indescribable emptiness now? Was it because he had been too busy for too long and was no longer used to this rare moment of leisure?

Xu Qian walked in carrying a steaming stew pot. Seeing Xu Ping still lost in thought, she felt a pang of sadness. Although she didn't want to disturb him, she still carefully approached and said softly, "Master, the imperial physician said that Qiu Yu has a bit of a chill; drinking some ginger soup will be good for your health."

"Put it down!" Xu Ping smiled gently at her.

The considerate beauty, after losing her virginity, was even more voluptuous. Her former pitiful eyes and timid demeanor now possessed a special allure. Compared to her previous virtuous and elegant demeanor, she now exudes a womanly charm in every gesture, appearing graceful and unique.

"Master, you..." Xu Qian felt a pang of sadness seeing Xu Ping lost in thought. After hesitating for a long time, she wanted to say something, but realized that many things were not her concern.

"How is Lord Zhao?" Xu Ping picked up the ginger soup and took a sip, immediately feeling a warm current flow clearly through his throat and esophagus, then straight to his stomach. The warm current felt very refreshing, making his previously listless and lethargic body much more energetic. "General

Lu sent someone to escort him back to the capital." Xu Qian immediately became very serious and answered respectfully.

Men were not allowed to enter the backyard of the residence, and she had been relaying all the messages these past few days. Taking on such a heavy responsibility for the first time, Xu Ping's trust made her feel an unprecedented warmth, but it also made her tremble with fear, afraid of making the slightest mistake.

The 30,000 Imperial Guards' raid on the ten-mile-long forest was indeed a terrifying sight. Although the Imperial Guards remained inactive, their formidable fighting strength as the royal army's premier force was not to be underestimated. They easily dealt with scattered rebel forces along the way, reaching their destination in just half a day. Upon arrival, they annihilated the two thousand Zhou family soldiers who had besieged Zhao Meng. Their powerful charge and ruthless discipline also frightened away any deserters attempting to escape.

Returning at dawn the next day, they successfully rescued Zhao Meng. Fortunately, he was unharmed; although covered in wounds, a thorough examination revealed no serious injuries. The days of guerrilla warfare had left him under immense mental strain, and the constant vigilance against pursuit had left him utterly exhausted. Upon arriving at the temporary residence, he didn't even have the strength to greet them; he simply collapsed into a deep sleep.

He hadn't slept for six days and six nights, constantly traversing the mountains and forests, his mental and physical exhaustion nearing its breaking point. Seeing his brother-in-law so hungry and tired, looking like a destitute beggar, Xu Ping didn't ask any questions and simply had someone help him to rest.

The sudden free time was a bit overwhelming for Xu Ping. At this time, Tianjin was embroiled in a fierce battle, and surprisingly little intelligence was coming in. Even when it did, it was mostly just empty rhetoric and praise from civil officials.

Only witnessing death firsthand could truly shake the soul, but now life was reduced to numbers of casualties and annihilation on paper, leaving people numb, so numb they couldn't tell if those numbers were real or fabricated.

Xu Ping remained staring blankly at the rain, quietly savoring this rare yet unsettling tranquility. Although war was somewhat repulsive, the instinctive bloodlust of men still yearned to experience the thrill of charging into battle. But now, confined here by an imperial decree, he had no choice but to return to the capital, leaving him feeling utterly helpless!

Xu Qian stood quietly to one side, silently watching the man who had become her only love. Listening to the rain outside, a blush of happiness unconsciously rose to her face amidst the romantic atmosphere. Even though he was sullen at this moment, Xu Ping's melancholy expression only made him more attractive to her, further unsettling her already affectionate heart.

"Crown Prince!" Just then, a cheerful yet slightly anxious shout rang out. A beautiful little figure rushed in through the rain, without even an umbrella, calling out as she ran, "Someone...someone requests an audience! They say...their name is Ouyang Fu."

"Miss, be careful!" Xu Qian saw how quickly she was running, her steps faltering, and immediately rushed over to support her.

Xu Ping quickly stood up. Ouyang Fu was back! How did things go in Shengu? Did they successfully stop Ji Long from escaping? Thinking of this powerful minister who had given him so much trouble, capturing him would be like putting a perfect end to this battle. He immediately shouted excitedly, "Let them in!" "They

've already... shouted, they're behind!" When Luo Ning'er ran up to him, she was soaking wet, her delicate face flushed, panting and barely able to speak. At this moment, her soft, long hair was completely disheveled, strands clinging to her snow-white skin, revealing a pitiful and charming beauty. Her

light pink dress was completely soaked, clinging tightly to her petite and adorable body, outlining her youthful and alluring curves, and one could vaguely see her close-fitting red undergarment through the clothes. The half-concealed, half-revealed haze had an indescribable allure, coupled with her extremely cute appearance, Xu Ping suddenly felt a little itchy.

Looking at the little girl who was soaking wet, Xu Qian looked worried. Although Xu Ping swallowed hard, he still scolded her with concern, "Why didn't you use an umbrella? What if you catch a cold!"

"I forgot!" Luo Ning'er stuck out her little tongue shyly, pouting pitifully, looking wronged. But hearing these caring words, his heart was filled with sweetness!

Although he hadn't taken advantage of the little loli these past few days, the two of them had been flirting and teasing each other more and more often. Each time, she would struggle shyly for a few moments before letting him take advantage of her. Her shy appearance, coupled with her blushing face, made her even more alluring, making Xu Ping's desire burn fiercely. Although he couldn't take her in one bite yet, he gradually succeeded through coaxing and deception, slowly getting her used to his caresses.

The most exciting moment was yesterday afternoon, when Xu Qian went to prepare their meal, leaving them alone together. Xu Ping coaxed and tricked her, using soft words and gentle coaxing, until he finally took off her top during a passionate kiss, unhooking her little bodice, revealing the little loli's snow-white upper body.

A pair of small, tender breasts, round and adorable, exuded the unique fragrance of a little girl. The pink nipples, like grains of rice, were delicate and incredibly cute. After freely playing with the tender flesh for a while, Xu Ping, amidst the little girl's rapid breathing, lowered his head to suckle her small, pink nipples, the intense stimulation causing her to moan.

Frustratingly, no matter how much he tried, he couldn't strip her naked and throw her on the bed! He could only satisfy his urge to touch her little buttocks through her pants, leaving him extremely frustrated!

Fortunately, there was Xu Qian, the increasingly sexy beauty. After enduring a whole dinner, while Luo Ning'er was playing in the garden, Xu Ping immediately stripped her naked, pressed her onto the table, and entered her from behind, once again savoring the wonderful taste of desire with her.

Recalling yesterday's scene, his penis was slightly engorged again. Xu Ping's lustful gaze swept over Luo Ning'er's soaked body, imagining the tender, delicate skin beneath her clothes, and desire slowly began to stir within him. Now the time was ripe; with just a little effort, taking her would be a piece of cake!

"What's wrong?" Luo Ning'er was completely unaware of how alluring she looked. Seeing Xu Ping staring at her, she immediately started tucking her wet hair back and checking her clothes, naively thinking that something was dirty.

"Miss, please change your clothes!" Xu Qian knew what was going on, but seeing that Luo Ning'er seemed a little cold, she quickly advised her to bathe and wash up first. When she turned around and saw the man's burning gaze, her face flushed slightly.

After experiencing the wonders of intimacy, her lover would occasionally ask her about her little darling. Xu Qian also knew it was time for her mistress to learn something, so these past two nights she would whisper intimate secrets to her before bed, quietly teaching her about sex.

Fortunately, the two sisters had a close relationship since childhood. The little girl only hesitated for a moment before listening curiously, blushing as she learned about the knowledge she would soon face.

Under Xu Ping's lewd demands, Xu Qian, despite some resentment and jealousy, would slowly instill in her the idea of sisters sharing a bed or sleeping together. This was partly to prepare her beloved little darling psychologically, and partly to subtly tell her that this man wasn't hers alone, thus preparing her for staying by Xu Ping's side in the future.

What the sisters discussed in secret, Xu Ping asked Xu Qian about, but she refused to say. Even during intercourse, she remained silent, blushing and shaking her head each time, as if there was something she couldn't bring herself to say, something even the usually obedient Xu Qian found difficult to utter.

This made Xu Ping incredibly eager, but he understood that some things were private matters between them, and he shouldn't pry. As long as he could successfully "harvest" the little girl, he didn't care what they said; as long as it benefited him!

A fleeting thought crossed Xu Ping's mind, but by the time he came to his senses, Xu Qian had already helped the little girl to change. While she was undeniably alluring, her delicate body was fragile, and it would be heartbreaking if she caught a chill.

Xu Ping could only suppress his impulse, telling himself not to rush things; he would eventually devour her completely.

He slowly stood before the door, the light rain turning into a downpour. A group of figures, covered in mud and water, walked wearily towards him. The rain blurred their vision, making it impossible to discern their features from a distance, but it was clear they were exhausted, some even wounded!

The group slowly approached Xu Ping and knelt down in unison in the rain. Only then did Xu Ping see the scene clearly: Ouyang Fu, covered in wounds, looked rather disheveled. His once gleaming double-headed spear had lost its edge, reduced to scrap metal, and his armor was tattered.

Leng Yue wasn't in much better shape, her hair disheveled and her appearance somewhat wretched. Her left arm was bandaged, clearly indicating a fierce battle! If these two near-divine level experts were in such a sorry state, the others must be in even worse shape, obviously having endured a brutal fight!

Ouyang Fu's eyes seemed filled with pain as he held a graceful woman in his arms. Rain ruffled her hair, obscuring her features, but it was clear her body was cold, her skin devoid of any color. Her hand hung limply at her sides, tiny drops of blood trickling down her arm.

Approaching closer, one could see a piercing wound on her chest, the flesh torn open and devoid of blood. It seemed this wound had drained all her blood, making everything appear so pale.

"What happened?" Xu Ping, noticing Ouyang Fu seemingly weeping, gritted his teeth in deep sorrow, and immediately stepped forward, looking with bewilderment at the beautiful woman in his arms—or rather, a beautiful corpse, so pale it was heartbreaking.

"It's all my fault!" Ouyang Fu, cradling the corpse in his arms, buried his face in his hands and wept bitterly, gritting his teeth and blaming himself, "I led my troops in a surprise attack on Shengu, but encountered fierce resistance from the rebels. Just when things seemed to be at a stalemate, we were fortunate to have Miss Leng Yue's help to break the deadlock. However, when we besieged Ji Long's residence, we were entangled by more than ten experts!"

"The Demonic Sect's forces have been completely wiped out!" Leng Yue said weakly, her voice tinged with grief. "More than half of the Imperial Guards and elite soldiers I brought were killed or wounded! Less than a thousand of the Evil Ghost Camp troops returned. Ji Long of Shengu had many skilled fighters; if the Demonic Sect hadn't intervened in time, we probably wouldn't have made it back."

"Is she Liu Ruxue?" Xu Ping seemed to understand something, feeling a sudden, sharp pain in his head. He slowly walked into the rain, crouched down, and looked at the beautiful woman in Ouyang Fu's arms, murmuring, "She's beautiful. This is the first time I've seen her." "

She did it to save me..." Leng Yue vaguely knew how much this woman, hidden in the shadows, had sacrificed for her lover. Seeing the unbearable pain in Xu Ping's eyes, her beautiful eyes blinked, and tears streamed down her cheeks along with the rain. She said with a face full of self-reproach, "It's all

my fault! If my cultivation were a little higher, Miss Liu wouldn't have perished!" Ouyang Fu was also filled with grief and self-reproach: "No, it's my fault! I couldn't protect Miss Liu, nor could I protect my brothers. I deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Fu buried his face in his hands and wept bitterly. Leng Yue, standing beside him, was also deeply saddened. Seeing her beloved's empty and sorrowful eyes, she immediately choked out, "Master, it's not Ouyang's fault. There are over ten thousand soldiers hidden in Shengu, and all of Ji Long's top experts are with you. He has done his best!"

"But..." Ouyang Fu was already sobbing uncontrollably. The battle was exceptionally fierce; eighty percent of his brothers had died. If they hadn't fought to the death, he and Leng Yue probably wouldn't have returned. Watching them fall one by one before his eyes, the heart-wrenching pain was unbearable!

Liu Ruxue's beautiful face was now deathly pale. He had heard of her for so long but never seen her in person. This most loyal subordinate in secret was now lifeless. So devoted, she hadn't even had a chance to see the person she served before she passed away, without even a word of praise. Had she died with regret and helplessness?

Xu Ping felt an indescribable pang in his heart, just like when Uncle Liu died, a pain so intense it was hard to breathe. But looking at her pale face, he sighed and said, his voice choked with emotion, "Send her back to the capital and bury her next to Uncle Liu. After I die, I will thank them in person."

"Yes!" Ouyang Fu nodded, picked up Liu Ruxue's body, and walked outside. The few remaining soldiers silently followed behind, their footprints seemingly leaving faint traces of blood.

"Are you alright?" Xu Ping went over and helped Leng Yue up, looking at the wound on her arm with affection. He sighed with a bitter smile, "I underestimated the power around Ji Long, otherwise you wouldn't have fought so badly."

A simple self-reproach moved Leng Yue to tears. She threw herself into Xu Ping's arms in the pouring rain, wiping her tears, saying with a mixture of emotion and joy, "Master, although we were almost completely wiped out, we completed your orders."

"Where is Ji Long?" Xu Ping finally found some comfort, then looked around. He couldn't see the figure of this powerful minister; the once-powerful figure who dominated the court, second only to the emperor.

"He bit his tongue and committed suicide when we breached the mansion!"

Leng Yue's voice held a hint of melancholy. Witnessing the minister's demise seemed to have filled her with deep emotion, perhaps reminding her of the enemy who had once been Ji Long's equal.

"What did he say?" Xu Ping was also deeply moved. The long-awaited victory was in their grasp, but their hearts were breaking. Nearly five thousand elite soldiers, the Imperial Guard, top imperial guards, and even members of the Demonic Sect—less than three hundred escaped after killing Ji Long. The price was far too heavy!

Leng Yue trembled, raising her head to cautiously glance at Xu Ping. She hesitated, then sighed, "He only said he didn't care if his body was mutilated! But he would never become an object of the court's boasting, nor would he accept any so-called trial."

"Go and rest!" Xu Ping silently dismissed the others, not in a hurry to examine Ji Long's body, but instead carrying the utterly exhausted Leng Yue in his arms towards the bathhouse. Under her tender gaze, he removed her tattered clothes, looking tenderly at the wounds on her hands, gently washing, wiping, and applying medicine.

Although they were naked together, lust was not so intense at this moment; only tenderness for his lover remained. Xu Ping didn't tease her; instead, he genuinely cherished this beauty who had risked her life with him many times, handling her with utmost care, as if protecting a rare treasure.

After her bath, Leng Yue was filled with gratitude for his pampering, behaving like a docile lamb, her face beaming with happiness. At this moment, one could hardly discern her ruthlessness in battle, or her icy demeanor that never revealed a smile.

Xu Ping carried her to his bed and gently covered her with the blankets. Seeing the cold beauty looking at him like a shy young girl, he immediately smiled tenderly at her.

"Baby, rest well!" He lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek. Xu Ping's affectionate gaze brought a sweet blush to Leng Yue's face, and tears seemed to well up in her beautiful eyes.

"Master!" Leng Yue gently returned the kiss, and after a tender, passionate kiss, Xu Ping finally advised her to rest. Only after she had fallen asleep peacefully before him did he tiptoe to close the door and quietly leave the room.

Ji Long used death to uphold his last shred of dignity, witnessing so many comrades fall beside him; perhaps the mental blow was more painful than the physical wounds. No wonder even someone as strong as Ouyang Fu was nearly broken, and Leng Yue appeared utterly exhausted. Such a brutal battle—perhaps even he himself couldn't bear to face the loss of each life!

The rain outside gradually stopped. After changing into formal attire, Xu Ping went to the council hall in the front courtyard. It was already packed with people, with many outside whispering and craning their necks to look inside, their faces filled with excitement and curiosity. Upon seeing Xu Ping, everyone quickly straightened up and knelt to pay their respects.

Xu Ping frowned, dismissed the irrelevant people, and then strode to the center. Lu Yangjun greeted him with a beaming smile, his excitement barely contained. "Congratulations, Your Highness! The slaying of the traitor Ji Long is a monumental achievement! It not only enhances the prestige of the court but also demoralizes the rebellious army, encouraging them to work even harder to eliminate the remaining rebels!"

In the center of the hall lay a corpse on a wooden frame. The man, in his forties, had a full head of white hair, a gaunt and haggard face. Even with his eyes closed, one could see the weariness and repression he had endured in life. His simple, tattered long robe and emaciated body were somewhat frightening. If no one mentioned it, who would have guessed that this haggard old man was once a powerful minister who had defied the heavens?

"It's definitely Ji Long!" Xu Ping carefully examined the once spirited but now utterly desolate face, nodded, and sighed with some emotion, "It seems his life hasn't been easy either! A man of exceptional intelligence back then, now reduced to this state. What a waste!"

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Lu Yangjun was somewhat bewildered. Seeing Xu Ping actually sympathizing with his enemy, a chilling feeling rose in his heart.

Xu Ping sat in the main seat, staring blankly at Ji Long's emaciated corpse, his heart churning with unbearable sorrow. Thinking back to the Battle of Tianfang Mountain, less than half a year had passed, yet so much had happened, leaving him with a chaotic and melancholic feeling. The source of the rebellion had been eradicated, but he felt no expected excitement or joy.

The names of the Tianwu Camp, Tianji Camp, Menghu Camp, Mangshe Camp, Zhou Family Army, the Hungry Wolf Camp rebels, and Mo Kun's army flashed through Xu Ping's mind, sending a chill down his spine.

Perhaps in most people's eyes, Ji Long's rebellion was heinous, but Xu Ping now only felt pity for him. For an impossible dream, he had become a pawn in his father's hands, a helpless and tragic pawn.

The hall fell silent, and Xu Ping felt utterly exhausted. The more he looked, the more a heavy, oppressive feeling weighed on his heart. He waved his hand, signaling the removal of Ji Long's body; he ordered the news of Ji Long's death to be reported to the court and then proclaimed to the world; he also dismissed Lu Yangjun and his men. At that moment , he just wanted to be alone.

As night fell, Xu Ping remained lost in thought. His mind seemed chaotic, a jumble of countless worries and reflections, yet also a blank, as if he hadn't thought of anything at all. After the rain stopped, fresh air drifted in, and after taking a few deep breaths, he finally felt some relief from his dejected state. Otherwise, Xu Ping wondered if he was about to collapse.

The wind blowing from Tianjin still carried a faint smell of blood, which Xu Ping found unbearable; his eyes were also drooping. Feeling dizzy and listless, he yawned inadvertently, and immediately fell asleep upon closing his eyes.

Perhaps it was because he was feeling so suffocated that a good night's sleep could alleviate this unpleasant state. Plus, he was somewhat depressed, and sleep could help him recover from his lethargy. He fell asleep very quickly and peacefully, praying only that his dreams would be free of bloodshed and that he could forget everything in reality.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Xu Ping began to snore softly, a rare moment of tranquility. He only hoped his dreams would be a little happier, allowing him to forget the shadow of war.

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