Shameless Magic King 41~45

Chapter 41 Mysterious Gang

Yang Xiaotian deliberately pressed his muscular chest against his grandmother Feng Ziling's swollen, elastic breasts, squeezing them forcefully, making Feng Ziling flustered and aroused. Meanwhile, Yang Xiaotian's hands had already begun to roam over Feng Ziling's back, while his other hand gradually slid down her lower back to her round, delicate buttocks. The feeling of touching them drove Yang Xiaotian crazy; they were so elastic and perky! This lustful demon couldn't help but increase the pressure, and his fiery member reached an unprecedented swell, directly plunging into the mysterious place between Feng Ziling's legs, pressing against her peach blossom paradise.

Above, when Yang Xiaotian tried to continue sucking forcefully, Feng Ziling felt a slight pain in her mouth; her delicate tongue struggled in Yang Xiaotian's mouth, trying to withdraw, but to no avail. Seeing that her grandson Yang Xiaotian showed no sign of stopping, Feng Ziling grew anxious, groaning and shaking her head from side to side, while also grabbing and twisting Yang Xiaotian's back.

Seeing his grandmother's actions, Yang Xiaotian finally opened his mouth and released her tongue. Feng Ziling's proud breasts heaved, and she breathed heavily, her warm, fragrant breath washing over Yang Xiaotian's face, making him feel incredibly comfortable.

Looking at Feng Ziling again, her fair cheeks were flushed and alluring, her deep, clear eyes sparkling as she gazed at her grandson Yang Xiaotian. She said coquettishly, "Tian'er, you've made Grandma's tongue hurt so much!"

Yang Xiaotian, still savoring the delicious taste of Feng Ziling's tongue, hadn't recovered from his previous ecstasy. Hearing his grandmother's words, he didn't show any anger and said, "Grandma, can you kiss me again? I just tasted the sweetness in your mouth, why did you push me away?"

Grandma Feng Ziling's alabaster-white face held a hint of spring, her beautiful, watery eyes looking at her grandson Yang Xiaotian coquettishly, she said, "Grandma doesn't have any candy in her mouth, so there's no sweetness."

Seeing Grandma Feng Ziling's charming coquettishness... Looking at her, Yang Xiaotian said with a blissful expression, "Grandma, yours is so much better than candy! Your lips and tongue are so soft and smooth, fragrant and sweet, with an incomparable warmth. Kissing you is like slowly sipping a rich yet refreshing wine, a dizzying, hot, and light sensation that even my heart is intoxicated."

Hearing her grandson Yang Xiaotian say this, Feng Ziling felt incredibly sweet inside. She glanced shyly at her beloved grandson with her bright, beautiful eyes and said sweetly, "You're just trying to fool Grandma. How could Grandma be so sweet? I didn't even know it myself." Yang Xiaotian

grinned mischievously, "Grandma hasn't tasted it herself, of course she wouldn't know."

Grandma Feng Ziling said sweetly, "Fine, Grandma can't argue with you..."

"Then let me kiss you one more time, okay? Grandma, my dear grandma," Yang Xiaotian pleaded. Grandma Feng Ziling's appearance already told Yang Xiaotian that he was about to succeed. Of course, he would not give up such a great opportunity. He wanted Grandma Feng Ziling to become his woman, just like his master's wife Fang Yuhui, only Yang Xiaotian's woman.

Feng Ziling's fair cheeks, as delicate as snow, were flushed pink like blooming peach blossoms. After hearing her grandson Yang Xiaotian's plea, Feng Ziling shyly closed her beautiful eyes, tilted her head back, and offered her cherry-red lips. This time, the kiss was even longer and more lingering than the last. Despite her rapid breathing, sore tongue, flushed face, and rapidly opening and closing nostrils, Feng Ziling did not struggle or resist at all. She obediently cooperated with her beloved grandson Yang Xiaotian, letting him hug her tightly and suckle her. She wanted her grandson Yang Xiaotian to kiss her to his heart's content. Perhaps she did not know that Yang Xiaotian not only wanted to kiss her to his heart's content, but also to touch her to his heart's content. Because while Yang Xiaotian was kissing his grandmother Feng Ziling, his devilish hands were already roaming more vigorously behind Feng Ziling.

For Feng Ziling, perhaps the moment their lips touched, she had already lost herself. She no longer saw Yang Xiaotian as her grandson, and Yang Xiaotian no longer saw Feng Ziling as his grandmother. They both saw each other as lovers. Only lovers and spouses could be so unrestrained and so tender.

After a while, Yang Xiaotian finally moved his lips away, satisfied. Feng Ziling looked at him tenderly and asked, "Have you kissed enough?"

Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "How could I have enough? Even in this lifetime, I can't kiss you enough. Grandma, your tongue is so sweet. Can I kiss you like this again in the future?"

Feng Ziling's cheeks flushed, and she nodded with a flirtatious look in her eyes. She softly said, "Yes, you can, as long as you're good." As she spoke, she felt Yang Xiaotian's hot member already pressing between her legs, his throbbing... As her body continued to thrust against her vulva, Feng Ziling's heart pounded with shame, her face flushed red. She felt her undergarments were already soaked with desire; she had actually climaxed during their kiss. Recalling that moment, her heart pounded even harder, her face burning hot. Her grandson's fiery member, while she was blushing, thrust even harder into her vulva. She couldn't take it anymore and could only tremble as she said, "Tian'er, let go of Grandma, Grandma can't take it anymore."

"Grandson doesn't want to let go of Grandma, because it feels especially comfortable. Grandma, where can't you take it anymore? Let grandson help you." After Yang Xiaotian finished speaking, his strong arms stopped wandering over his grandmother Feng Ziling's body and instead wrapped around her. This made Feng Ziling's body go limp and weak. This feeling made her feel a strange impulse, which was accompanied by a strong forbidden pleasure. Before she could speak, Yang Xiaotian's hand came from behind to Feng Ziling's chest and firmly grasped her full breasts through her clothes. This sudden change made her want to stop him, but her mouth was blocked by Yang Xiaotian. Yang Xiaotian pressed his lips against his grandmother Feng Ziling's lips again, and his swollen lower body rubbed against his grandmother Feng Ziling's peach blossom. This familiar yet strange feeling of being violated made Feng Ziling dizzy and slowly gave up resisting.

On one side, the grandfather and granddaughter were on the verge of breaking free from taboos and worldly constraints, plunging into the abyss of lust. On the other side, the side that had previously created the noise, the sounds were gradually subsiding. Just as Yang Xiaotian had suspected, there were indeed two women there, two beautiful women, two beautiful and alluring women.

Both women were from the Ghost Gate, a mysterious sect that had recently risen to prominence in the martial arts world. The Ghost Gate was mainly divided into inner and outer parts. The inner palace was the inner palace of the sect leader, with one empress, two consorts, three concubines, nine beauties, as well as palace maids, servants, and some eunuchs. It was rumored that the Yin Empress was Meng Qianqian, the Nine Heavens Demoness who had shaken the martial arts world a hundred years ago. Below her were the Noble Consorts, namely the Spirit Consort Ghost Fairy Zhao Yali and the Virtuous Consort Xuanbei Saintess Xue Manyun. As for the three concubines and nine beauties, they would not be mentioned here. The Ghost Gate had risen particularly rapidly, in just half a year, it had already... Their banners have been raised throughout the martial arts world, their influence enough to rival the eight great families. Moreover, due to the Ghost Gate's secretive nature, the identity of its leader remains unknown. As for the Nine Heavens Demoness Meng Qianqian, this was only mentioned by Wanwan, the peerless demoness and heir of the Yin Gui sect, a powerful and unparalleled martial arts master. Whether this is true remains to be investigated. It's worth noting that the Nine Heavens Demoness Meng Qianqian became famous even earlier than Wanwan's master, the first Yin Empress Zhu Yuyan, and is rumored to be the most outstanding female figure in the demonic sects in the past two hundred years.

Meanwhile, from a dormitory next to Yang Xiaotian's, emanating seductive sounds, were the two noble consorts of the Ghost Gate: the Spirit Consort Ghost Fairy Zhao Yali and the Virtuous Consort Xuanbei Saintess Xue Manyun.

Consort Xue Manyun, the Holy Maiden of Xuanbei, possessed a slender, beautiful, and full-figured body. Beneath her thin robes lay firm, full breasts that trembled gently with her breath. Her rounded buttocks curved gracefully upwards, and her legs were long and well-proportioned. An aura of maturity permeated her entire being. Although she was a noble consort of the evil Ghost Gate, she exuded a captivating and elegant aura of holiness and dignity. At this moment, her expression was gentle and serene, yet every gesture was full of charm and allure, possessing a mature and seductive power. Her breathtaking beauty and elegant, virtuous demeanor were irresistible, captivating all who saw her. Her flawless face betrayed no trace of her age; she possessed both the purity of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman.

Beside her stood the ethereal fairy Zhao Yali, her long, jet-black hair piled high, revealing a delicate, slender neck beneath her beautiful head. Her skin was like solidified cream, and a flowing, snow-white veil, as thin as a cicada's wing, tightly enveloped her pert breasts and slender waist. A barely visible undergarment clung to her high, firm breasts. As soon as the waiter led her inside, she removed her outer garment, revealing herself in an extremely revealing and unrestrained manner. Her long, slender neck, deep cleavage, tightly bound waist, high, rounded hips, and fair, rosy skin were unforgettable, inspiring fantasies. The mature charm she exuded was far beyond that of a typical young girl.

Chapter Forty-Two: The Twin Consorts of the Demonic Sect

The two women were here on a mission to Luoyang. After dinner, they instructed the waiter to tidy up their room. The Spirit Consort, the Ghost Fairy Zhao Yali, gazed at the Virtuous Consort, the Mysterious Sorrowful Saintess Xue Manyun with her beautiful, elfin eyes. Zhao Yali's eyes were a divine gift, as captivating as autumn water or the twinkling stars in the sky.

"Manyun, we're almost in Luoyang. We can finally rest," Zhao Yali said, slowly rising from her stool.

As she stood up, her thin undergarment slowly fell away, first revealing her snow-white neck, then her jade-like arms, and then her two snow-white breasts, so full, firm, and erect that no virgin could compare. The veil, having just passed her breasts, floated down to the ground without hesitation, finally exposing the naked body of the Spirit Fairy Zhao Yali before the Virtuous Consort Xuanbei Saintess Xue Manyun. Her flat stomach and long, white legs were clearly visible. Every part of her was beautiful, every part exuded alluring charm. Most exquisite was the slightly raised triangle beneath her flat stomach, completely bare of any hair, pure white. At the juncture of her legs, the muscles on either side pressed together, revealing a clear, hidden crevice that stretched between her thighs to her most secret place…

The virtuous Consort Xue Manyun, watching Zhao Yali's movements, her pure and dignified face now bearing a lewd smile, also rose from the stool… She rose from the bed, gently loosening her silk robes. The body of Consort Xue Manyun, the Holy Maiden of Xuanbei, possessed exquisite and delicate skin, a voluptuous and graceful figure, exuding both softness and strength. In the dim firelight, her skin appeared even whiter and more translucent, smooth and rounded. Her long legs, with skin as smooth as white enamel, covered firm yet tender muscles, forming soft and symmetrical curves. Her full hips were incredibly alluring, with a deep vertical cleft between her thighs, their shape full of feminine beauty. Her lotus-like feet were easily grasped by one hand, emanating a delicate fragrance. She was breathtakingly beautiful, arousing endless reverie. Her breasts were round and full, the white peaks appearing exceptionally large due to her slender waist, a deep cleavage clearly visible between them. Though proudly full, her breasts were remarkably firm, showing no signs of sagging despite their size; instead, they were slightly upturned, incredibly elastic. The nipples and areolas were a mature red, gradually blending into the overall color of her breasts. Her lower abdomen was flat and firm, and her mysterious legs were partially concealed by wisps of pubic hair. A faint, feminine fragrance emanated from her entire body.

Zhao Yali approached and immediately embraced Xue Manyun, saying, "Manyun, let's have some fun tonight."

Xue Manyun reciprocated by tightly hugging Zhao Yali, saying, "Hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"

The wanton expression on her face was completely different from her previous pure and dignified demeanor.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be even more impatient than me," Zhao Yali said flirtatiously.

"How can I not be in a hurry? We've been out for so long, and we haven't even made love once," Xue Manyun said, her hand caressing Zhao Yali's round, plump buttocks.

As they spoke, the two women removed their coverings, their smooth, white bodies pressed tightly together. Xue Manyun cupped Zhao Yali's beautiful, smooth face in her hands and said, "What a beautiful face, I really miss it." Then she kissed her with her red lips.

Zhao Yali slapped Xue Manyun's high, plump, white buttocks and scolded, "You impatient lecher, look how eager you are..." Xue Manyun had already moved very quickly, kissing Zhao Yali's forehead to her lips, and her hands were not slow either, quietly caressing Zhao Yali's smooth, white back to her two full, pointed breasts.

Two delicate lips met tightly, their tongues briefly touching before intertwining again, saliva mingling and flowing back and forth, while their four hands and four legs began to move simultaneously.

Xue Manyun, while kissing and sucking the sweet saliva from Zhao Yali's mouth, used her hands to their fullest extent. Her left hand rested between Zhao Yali's two semi-circular, plump, white, and tender buttocks, her five fingers exploring the depths of her rear garden, causing the petals to continuously contract and expand. Her right hand kneaded Zhao Yali's two large, firm breasts, constantly changing their shape.

As Zhao Yali savored the sweetness in Xue Manyun's mouth, she tightly gripped her with her long, plump thighs. Her two jade-

like hands worked in tandem: her left hand gently supported Xue Manyun's smooth, white back, while her right hand moved downwards along Xue Manyun's flat stomach, her fingers cunningly tracing the area between her nipples and pubic hair. "Ah... Yali... I want it so much..." Finally, their tightly joined, luscious red lips parted, and both beautiful women, their desires aroused, exhaled a long breath simultaneously. Then, Xue Manyun's soft, sweet voice could be heard.

"Hmm... Manyun... let's go..." Zhao Yali nodded, and the two of them, arm in arm, moved to the bed in the room. How sensual and alluring it was!

The moment they touched the bed, the two beautiful, alluring women, their eyes brimming with desire, immediately began to roll together. Four long, slender arms launched their respective assaults, rapidly exploring every sensitive spot on each other's bodies. Every inch of their bodies was touched, breasts and buttocks undulating, laughter and joy filling the air, spurts of desire flowing freely. In no time, the bed had become a battleground of burgeoning passion.

Finally, the two beautiful, lustful women quieted down, simultaneously parting their plump, white thighs to reveal their usually hidden, secret places—the sacred grounds of women. Of course, for the Spirit Fairy Zhao Yali, that sacred ground was not covered by any pubic hair.

Xue Manyun raised her plump, white, and tender buttocks high, her two white and greasy thighs spread wide, half-kneeling on the bed, her body leaning forward, her pair of budding white and tender breasts with a blush hanging down, her head buried between Zhao Yali's thighs, her red tongue quietly kissing her already wet and glowing red curtain cave, in and out, making Zhao Yali groan, and her two jade hands continued to work, her left hand lifting Zhao Yali's two jade legs, which appeared even longer and straighter because of the angle, stroking and kneading them, while her right hand pinched and kneaded Zhao Yali's breasts.

Lying flat, Zhao Yali enjoyed Xue Manyun's services while simultaneously servicing her own. Her upper body was arched upwards, allowing Xue Manyun to play with and tease her. Her eyes closely observed Xue Manyun's plump, white buttocks and the dark pubic hair glistening with dew. Of course, her tongue wasn't idle either, diligently cleaning Xue Manyun's beautiful paradise. Her arms were also busy; her left hand combed through Xue Manyun's dark, glossy pubic hair, occasionally pinching and kneading the engorged, bright red clitoris; her right hand moved from the edge to the center of the plump buttocks

, attacking the labia that were clearly tightened by arousal. Their bodies flushed crimson. The two women, their heads filled with lust, felt nothing else; all they saw was each other.

Seemingly due to exhaustion, the two women suddenly switched positions again. This time, Xue Manyun lay flat on the bed, almost completely adopting Zhao Yali's previous position, but with some differences. Her hands didn't repeat Zhao Yali's movements; instead, they reached for Zhao Yali's private area, gently parting her labia. The labia minora and vaginal opening, usually hidden within the labia majora, were now revealed, the tender, red flesh glistening with moisture, making Zhao Yali's mouth water.

Zhao Yali's hands, in turn, parted Xue Manyun's labia majora. Seeing the overflowing, tender, red vulva, she didn't hesitate, inserting her fingers. The warm, moist labyrinth presented a different kind of allure; with thrusting and kneading, her fingers performed functions that a man's penis couldn't fully accomplish.

Moans and groans rang out simultaneously. Xue Manyun had also inserted her fingers into Zhao Yali's vagina. The two women, engaged in a charade, cried out in desire, while simultaneously feeling an emptiness within themselves.

One finger, two fingers, three fingers—the vaginal capacity expanded continuously, but the inability to penetrate further due to the length of their fingers was the greatest regret for these two beautiful women, already consumed by lust.

"Yali…go in a little faster…" Xue Manyun urged, her seductive voice urging her on, as she writhed her serpentine waist.

Zhao Yali, in turn, writhed her full, alluring body to accommodate a larger object, saying, "Manyun…go in a little faster too…I want it too…" Her voice was almost as seductive as Xue Manyun's.

And so, the two beautiful women comforted and pleased each other, filling the room with the breath of spring, the nourishment of love, and the true meaning of affection. Passion spread through the room, desire erupted, and an atmosphere of debauchery permeated the air—a scene rarely seen before, a picture of two phoenixes frolicking.

The sounds on one side gradually subsided, while the grandmother and grandson on the other side were just beginning. The taboos and worldly constraints were finally about to be broken. Seeing that his grandmother, Feng Ziling, didn't resist much, Yang Xiaotian quickly unbuttoned her top, eventually even removing her bodice, instantly revealing her hidden breasts.

Yang Xiaotian withdrew his fiery member, replacing it with a large, magical hand. He immediately began his assault on Grandma Feng Ziling's paradise between her legs, slipping his hand inside her panties and pulling them down. His middle finger then began to tease her vulva, and within moments, Grandma Feng Ziling's juices flowed freely. Feng Ziling tried to push Yang Xiaotian's hand away, but Yang Xiaotian wouldn't allow it. He grabbed her hand with one hand and thrust deeper with the other, two fingers moving in and out of her vulva, his thumb rubbing it. Gradually, Feng Ziling yielded to his ministrations, enjoying Yang Xiaotian's kisses and caresses.

While kissing Grandma Feng Ziling's sweet lips, Yang Xiaotian used his hands to unbutton her clothes, leaving her half-naked.

Yang Xiaotian looked at his grandmother, Feng Ziling's, skin, so fair and smooth without wrinkles, her breasts large, full, and firm, showing no signs of sagging. The two rosy nipples were incredibly alluring. He couldn't believe this was the body of a forty-seven-year-old; it was clear how well his grandmother, Feng Ziling, maintained herself.

Feng Ziling curled up in a ball, letting out intermittent moans, nestled in her grandson Yang Xiaotian's arms. Her heart was filled with desire, her face flushed, her beautiful, slightly red eyes gazing intently at Yang Xiaotian. Her eyes held a mixture of longing, fantasy, and anxiety, her chest heaving, her breasts trembling slightly. Perhaps, now, before Feng Ziling, Yang Xiaotian was no longer her grandson, but her man. Thanks to Yang Xiaotian's three-pronged approach, the flames Feng Ziling had suppressed had been completely ignited. On this bed, there was no longer a distinction between grandmother and grandson; there were only two people burning with passion.

Feng Ziling could no longer care about anything else. She wrapped her arms around Yang Xiaotian's neck and proactively extended her tongue to kiss him passionately. The moment her fiery tongue touched Yang Xiaotian's, it was like dry wood meeting a blazing fire, becoming even more intense. The two embraced like this, kissing passionately and caressing each other.

Gradually, Yang Xiaotian was no longer satisfied. He left his grandmother Feng Ziling's fragrant red lips and slowly moved his head to Feng Ziling's chest. He took her breast into his mouth, gently biting the nipple and letting his tongue roam over the areola. His teasing foreplay made Feng Ziling feel her flower bud exuding honey, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed, closing her eyes tightly and daring not to open them.

Chapter 43 Combination of Internal Energy

Then, under Feng Ziling's half-hearted resistance, Yang Xiaotian finally removed his grandmother Feng Ziling's last line of defense: her underpants. He saw that Feng Ziling's abdomen was smooth, and her plump vulva was covered with a large patch of thick, dark, long pubic hair. Yang Xiaotian felt that his grandmother Feng Ziling's figure was incredibly beautiful and captivating. Her figure was dazzling; her snow-white and rosy skin was flawless, her firm and exquisite breasts undulated, her balanced and curvaceous figure, smooth abdomen, and long, shapely thighs were truly a masterpiece of nature. Her alluring triangle was even more mysterious, like a secluded valley in the deep mountains, with a clear spring flowing over it, sparkling and shimmering—a truly wondrous sight.

Yang Xiaotian was aroused, his desire intensifying. He frantically embraced his grandmother Feng Ziling's curvaceous body, while at this moment, the spring water in Feng Ziling's shallow valley flowed like an inexhaustible flood.

Yang Xiaotian quickly stripped himself naked, his large, erect penis standing tall and shiny purplish-red in front of his grandmother, Feng Ziling. The sight made Feng Ziling's heart pound wildly, and her wetness flowed continuously from her cunt. Yang Xiaotian's large, erect penis, with its prominent veins, filled her with a mixture of fear and desire. Yang Xiaotian embraced his grandmother, Feng Ziling, and got up from the bed to sit beside her. He caressed Feng Ziling's plump breasts and red nipples with one hand, then lowered his head to suck and lick her other nipple, while his other finger inserted into the fleshy, hairy cunt of her vagina, probing and teasing. Feng Ziling's wet, sticky juices dripped onto Yang Xiaotian's hand.

Feng Ziling was being teased by Yang Xiaotian, who was touching her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples, and probing her vulva. His three-pronged approach to arousal left her trembling, her eyes glazed, and her lips slightly parted in moans and gasps. A burning, tingling, and itchy sensation coursed through her body, making her feel unbearably aroused. She quickly grabbed Yang Xiaotian's hands, saying, "Tian'er...stop...you're making me feel so uncomfortable..."

"Grandma, where do you feel uncomfortable?" Yang Xiaotian pushed her hands away and continued to caress her. Now was the time to seize the opportunity to tease her.

"I...I'm so embarrassed...I'm too ashamed to say it...you know...you're still teasing me on purpose..." Feng Ziling couldn't bring herself to say such shameful things, and could only moan intermittently.

"How would I know if you didn't tell me, my dear Grandma?" Yang Xiaotian continued to tease her.

"You're so naughty... You're making me so itchy... I want you... Give it to me..." Feng Ziling was too embarrassed to continue. She grabbed Yang Xiaotian's big penis with her jade hand and started stroking it. It seemed she couldn't take it anymore, so she forgot everything and indulged in the forbidden pleasure.

It would have been better if she hadn't grabbed it. Once she did, Feng Ziling realized how thick and long her grandson Yang Xiaotian's penis was. She couldn't even hold it with her jade hand. It was like a red-hot iron rod, hard and hot. It was terrifying. Feng Ziling thought, what would it feel like when her grandson inserted it into her big hole? Thinking of this, Feng Ziling felt her little hole become even wetter. Her grandson's big penis was not something ordinary people could compare to. The length and thickness were enough to make a woman feel like she was in heaven just by looking at it. Let alone inserting it, how intoxicating that would be.

Seeing his grandmother, Feng Ziling, taking the initiative to pick up his large penis and masturbate, Yang Xiaotian knew that his grandmother, Feng Ziling, had been aroused to the point of being unable to resist his superb flirting skills.

Finally, it was time for actual contact. Yang Xiaotian pushed his grandmother, Feng Ziling, onto the bed, bringing her plump buttocks close to the edge. He then grabbed her fleshy thighs with both hands and spread them apart, standing between her legs in a "pushing the cart" position. He raised his large penis, aimed it at Feng Ziling's pink vulva, and with a thrust of his waist, "whoosh," his large penis slid in all the way to the root, the glans reaching right up to her cervix.

"Oh...it's killing me...I can't take it...ah..." As soon as Yang Xiaotian's big cock entered Feng Ziling's honey hole, the friction between his cock and vagina made Feng Ziling moan involuntarily. Because Yang Xiaotian's cock was so big, it was a little unbearable for Feng Ziling after it entered her little hole. Yang Xiaotian quickly pounced on his grandmother and licked her round breasts. After his grandmother Feng Ziling couldn't stand the itching in her little hole and started to rub herself, Yang Xiaotian began to slowly thrust in and out. Then, Yang Xiaotian began to change various thrusting methods, until his grandmother Feng Ziling twisted her waist and swayed her hips, thrusting and shaking, moaning and groaning. Her juices flowed out like a burst dam, dripping from her buttocks to the ground.

"Ah...you've killed me...good weather...oh dear...I'm going to cum..." Feng Ziling's cries grew louder and louder, her juices flowed more and more, her whole body trembled, her alluring eyes were half-open and half-closed, her whole body was soaked in sweat, her pink face was flushed and her demeanor was seductive, especially her snow-white

and plump pink buttocks which kept swaying and thrusting up to meet Yang Xiaotian's thrusts. Yang Xiaotian looked down at his big cock in and out of his grandmother Feng Ziling's vagina. As his big cock thrust in and out, his grandmother Feng Ziling's two hairy and thick labia majora and two purplish-red labia minora turned in and out with the thrusting of his big cock. It was really extremely exciting. Looking at his grandmother Feng Ziling's pink face full of spring and her eyes burning with desire, her seductive and lewd appearance, he never thought that Feng Ziling would really make him feel so intoxicated and charming. Yang Xiaotian was aroused. His large penis thrust violently in and out of his grandmother Feng Ziling's plump vagina, churning, rubbing, and grinding, making Feng Ziling scream.

"Good Tian'er... my little darling... I'm being... fucked to death by you... you're so amazing... it feels so good... so pleasurable... I... ah... I... came again... oh..." A gush of hot fluid shot up his glans, and then her cervix gripped Yang Xiaotian's large glans, sucking and licking it intensely, making Yang Xiaotian almost ejaculate from pleasure. Yang Xiaotian quickly calmed his excited emotions, stopped thrusting, and pressed his large glans tightly against his grandmother Feng Ziling's clitoris, enjoying the sensation of her clitoris sucking.

Feng Ziling had already climaxed several times, and her whole body went limp. Apart from panting heavily, she lay still with her eyes closed, but her cervix was still sucking on her grandson Yang Xiaotian's large glans. Although Yang Xiaotian's body didn't move again, the glans, pressed tightly against her clitoris, was being sucked with incredible pleasure. Feng Ziling slowly opened her eyes, feeling her grandson Yang Xiaotian's hot and hard penis inserted into her plump vagina, full and swollen.

Feng Ziling gently exhaled a long breath, and after gazing at Yang Xiaotian with her charming and spring-like eyes for a while, she said, "My little darling... how can you be so amazing... Grandma almost died in your hands... you haven't ejaculated yet... that's really scary... you're making me feel so good... you're really Grandma's precious darling... I love you so much... my little darling..."

"Grandma, you've had your pleasure, but I'm still so swollen and uncomfortable." Yang Xiaotian's lust was about to reach its peak, and he desperately needed another round of thrusting, so he began to thrust his hips again.

Feng Ziling shook her head, her voice urgent and sweet, "Little darling... take it out first... let Grandma rest for a while..."

Hearing his grandmother Feng Ziling's words, Yang Xiaotian felt sorry for her health, so he pulled out his large penis, lay back on the bed, his erect penis standing tall and proud, its exposed size appearing even more impressive.

After resting for a while, Feng Ziling shifted her body, leaning over Yang Xiaotian's waist and abdomen, gently grasping her grandson's thick penis with one hand. She straddled Yang Xiaotian's abdomen, her hand holding his large penis, aiming it at her large, fleshy opening. She repeatedly thrust in and out until his penis was fully inserted, filling her vagina completely, leaving no gap. She let out a sigh of relief, moaning softly, "Ah... so big... so comfortable... ah..." Her pink buttocks began to slowly move up and down.

"My little husband... ah... you're really... really killing grandma..." Feng Ziling lowered her body, rubbing her large, plump breasts against Yang Xiaotian's chest, her arms tightly wrapped around him. She showered her grandson Yang Xiaotian's mouth, eyes, nose, and cheeks with kisses like raindrops, her large buttocks moving up and down, swaying left and

right, rubbing back and forth, each time causing Yang Xiaotian's large glans to rub against her clitoris. Feng Ziling's plump buttocks moved faster and faster, rubbing more and more urgently, her heart pounding, her body covered in fragrant sweat like a downpour, her breasts swaying and shaking, a beautiful sight. Yang Xiaotian's eyes burned with desire, he reached up and tightly grasped, kneading and caressing them. His kneading of his grandmother Feng Ziling's large, plump breasts and nipples further aroused her, causing her to frantically move and sway her body, trembling and panting.

"Ah...good weather...Grandma...can't take it anymore...darling...Grandma's...little hole is going to cum...I'm going to cum for my little husband again...ah..." A surge of hot liquid shot out again, and Feng Ziling cummed again. Her delicate body bent over, and she lay unconscious on Yang Xiaotian, motionless.

Yang Xiaotian was feeling incredibly pleasurable with his big cock when this sudden stop was unbearable for him. He quickly hugged his grandmother Feng Ziling, rolled over, and pressed her beautiful body beneath him. He grabbed her two large, plump breasts with both hands and began to thrust his big cock, still inserted in her honey hole, in and out fiercely. Feng Ziling cummed several times and was now paralyzed on the bed, her limbs weak and drowsy. She slowly woke up again after being attacked by her grandson Yang Xiaotian.

"Good day...faster...thrust harder...oh...so...so beautiful...my darling grandson...give it to me...ah...harder..." Yang Xiaotian, seeing his grandmother Feng Ziling in such a lewd and wanton state for the first time, thrust even harder. Large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks. Feng Ziling, like parched land receiving rain, revealed a dazed and lustful state, her fingers digging deeply into Yang Xiaotian's skin.

"Oh...good day...Grandma...can't take it anymore...ah...why haven't you ejaculated yet...I really can't take it...please...my good grandson...my sweetheart...quickly ejaculate into Grandma...otherwise Grandma's little hole will...will be...fucked...fucked through...I really...really can't take it anymore..." Feng Ziling cried out wantonly.

"Grandma...move faster...I'm going to cum...hurry..." At this moment, Yang Xiaotian shouted. Feng Ziling felt the head of the big cock in her honey hole throbbing violently. She was an experienced woman and knew that her grandson Yang Xiaotian was about to reach orgasm. She could only reluctantly twist her fat buttocks and use her flesh to make her honey hole squeeze and squeeze the head of her grandson Yang Xiaotian.

"Ah...Grandma...I...I came..." Yang Xiaotian felt as if his whole body had exploded in an instant, his body shattered and he didn't know where he was going. Feng Ziling was also barely breathing, her soul seemingly floating away. Both of them had reached the limit of passion, the peak of sexual desire. They hugged each other tightly, their legs intertwined, their mouths pressed together, their genitals connected, their whole bodies still trembling. Then, something strange happened. Yang Xiaotian felt his big treasure being sucked continuously inside Grandma Feng Ziling's peach blossom. Then, Yang Xiaotian felt a stream of internal energy being drawn into his body from Grandma Feng Ziling's peach blossom. As she inhaled, Grandma Feng Ziling's profound internal energy continuously merged with her own. Feng Ziling clearly felt this change and tried to pull away, but their lower bodies were tightly sealed due to the magnetic attraction. Just as Feng Ziling was about to cry out due to the loss of internal energy, Yang Xiaotian's internal energy, seemingly out of his control, flowed into Grandma Feng Ziling's body through her private parts. Feng Ziling clearly felt better. The two quietly experienced the strange changes. After three rounds, their lower bodies were finally able to separate. After the mutual infusion of internal energy, both of them felt that their internal energy was even stronger than before.

It turns out that Feng Ziling's "Ten Thousand Saints Sword Manual" was created by the ancient martial arts master Shui, while Yang Xiaotian's "Wordless Heavenly Book" was created by fire. Water and fire are inherently compatible, and during their previous sexual encounter, their internal energies automatically recognized each other. Furthermore, Yang Xiaotian possessed a mysterious dual cultivation technique hidden within the "Demon God's Evil Art," allowing him to absorb a woman's internal energy to enhance himself whenever he engaged in sexual intercourse. Because Feng Ziling's internal energy was from the "Ten Thousand Saints Sword Manual," after Yang Xiaotian absorbed it, the internal energy from the "Wordless Heavenly Book" automatically transferred to Feng Ziling's body. By combining the two streams of internal energy and then distributing them among themselves, Yang Xiaotian now possessed the internal energy of three ancient divine arts. Combined with the protection of the Fire Dragon Fruit, perhaps no one in the world could reach his level. As for Feng Ziling, due to the combination of the internal energy from the "Wordless Heavenly Book" and the "Ten Thousand Saints Sword Manual" within her, her skill not only advanced further, but her entire body underwent astonishing changes—changes every woman dreams of, especially older women. Feng Ziling wasn't fully aware of these changes yet, but she would understand when she looked in the mirror.

The two quietly experienced these amazing transformations. After a while, Feng Ziling let out a long breath and said, "Tian'er, you're amazing! Grandma almost died at your hands. What happened?"

As she spoke, Feng Ziling clearly felt her internal energy was much stronger than before. Although this change reminded her of the concept of male-female dual cultivation she had heard about in her sect, she wasn't sure, so she asked Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian thought for a moment. It seemed that the strange change earlier was definitely related to the internal energy within his body. Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, he felt stronger than before, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. So he smiled and said, "I'm not really sure either. Maybe it's related to the martial arts I've been practicing. Grandma, were you happy earlier?"

"Tian'er, tonight was the most satisfying night of my life. It was so enjoyable..." Feng Ziling paused, then said sadly, "But how am I supposed to face people after this?"

"Grandma, why should you care about worldly matters? As long as we're happy, that's enough. If you don't tell anyone, and I don't tell anyone, no one will know. Don't think about it so much, Grandma. Didn't you say tonight was your most satisfying night? This is enough." Feng Ziling, whose passion had subsided, was still a little worried. Yang Xiaotian sensed this, so he said these words to comfort his grandmother. He didn't want their intimacy to end in just one night. "Grandma, do you still want to play with me in the future?"

"Oh, Grandma will really need you from now on. As long as you don't mind Grandma, Grandma is willing to serve you anytime, my little darling..." Indeed, Feng Ziling's worries were a bit unnecessary. Yang Xiaotian's words hit the nail on the head, and she was indeed conquered by Yang Xiaotian's big treasure. People are sometimes very vulnerable under the influence of desire. In their previous intimacy, Yang Xiaotian had shown his amazing charm in bed. Any woman would be moved.

"That's great, Grandma, from now on you are my woman." Yang Xiaotian said with a smile, passionately embracing Feng Ziling's full and mature body.

"You are really a woman's nemesis, a born womanizer. You are so amazing at such a young age. I don't know what you will be like in the future. Now you have even given your own grandma..." Feng Ziling couldn't continue.

"Given what?" Yang Xiaotian's devilish hand climbed up Feng Ziling's beautiful breasts again and asked.

"You're naughty, I won't say anymore." Feng Ziling's full breasts were being caressed by Yang Xiaotian, and she felt aroused again. The two were now flirting like lovers, making Feng Ziling blush and scold him shyly. However, she really couldn't bear Yang Xiaotian doing it again, because she could feel his burning member starting to change again. So she continued, "Tian'er, tell me first what kind of martial art you practice. What kind of martial art is it? This internal energy doesn't seem to be from the Tianshan Sect."

So Yang Xiaotian told her all his recent... Yang Xiaotian told Feng Ziling about his extraordinary encounter. After listening, Feng Ziling was secretly amazed. No wonder there had been a combination of two internal energies earlier. Feng Ziling knew about the "Wordless Heavenly Book" from her sect and also knew that water and fire were inherently compatible. She guessed that the combination of their internal energies was simply the two energies recognizing each other and combining. She was overjoyed that her grandson had such a wonderful experience. Afterwards, Feng Ziling told Yang Xiaotian some things he should be careful about in the Eastern Family. Then, the grandmother and grandson embraced each other and fell asleep.

The next morning, the grandmother and grandson got out of bed. Yang Xiaotian was surprised to find that his grandmother, Feng Ziling, was even more beautiful and charming than before. He exclaimed, "Grandma, you look so young! You're so beautiful!"

Seeing her grandson's lustful gaze and hearing his exaggerated words, Feng Ziling, disbelieving, dressed and happily took a bronze mirror to examine herself carefully.

Even Feng Ziling could hardly recognize herself in the mirror. The person in the mirror had delicate eyebrows, captivating phoenix eyes, and a fair face with a rosy glow. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were gone. She looked as if she had returned to her youth. However, if a girl in her twenties were to compare with her, she might not be as good. Strangely, although she looked like she was in her twenties, the aura she exuded was one that was more charming and mature than any girl in her twenties could match.

Seeing the changes in his grandmother Feng Ziling, Yang Xiaotian got out of bed and hugged her beautiful body from behind. "Grandma, you look so much younger!"

Feng Ziling was surprised by the changes, but then she thought that her master was nearly a hundred years old back then, but he only looked to be in his thirties. It must be because of his profound internal strength. And last night, the combination of her and her grandson's internal energy increased her internal strength, which was why she had changed so much. What woman doesn't want to stay young and beautiful forever? Feng Ziling happily put the bronze mirror aside, turned around and rested her head on her grandson Yang Xiaotian's chest. A feeling of happiness welled up inside her. In this room, there was no longer a grandmother and grandson, but only a couple.

Chapter Forty-Four: The Ancient City of Luoyang

After a period of intimacy in the room, Yang Xiaotian put on the human skin mask of Dongfang Jian, while Feng Ziling covered her face with a light veil. After checking out, they prepared to cross the river. The two had discussed it the night before; Yang Xiaotian would return to the Dongfang family alone in the morning, while Feng Ziling would stay at the Dongfang family's residence in the afternoon under the guise of a visit. Everything in the morning depended on Yang Xiaotian. The Dongfang family was

located in the west of Luoyang, and the ancient city of Luoyang had always been known as the capital of emperors.

"Eternally cherishing the land between the Yellow River and the Luo River, the glorious achievements of our ancestors," many myths of ancient emperors such as Emperor Ku, Emperor Yao, Emperor Shun, and Emperor Yu originated here. Emperor Ku's capital was Bo, Emperor Tai Kang of Xia moved the capital to Zhenxun, and Emperor Tang of Shang established his capital in Xibo; King Wu of Zhou attacked King Zhou of Shang, and eight hundred feudal lords gathered at Mengjin; the Duke of Zhou assisted in governing and moved the Nine Tripods to Luoyang. King Ping moved the capital eastward, Emperor Gaozu established his capital in Luoyang, Emperor Guangwu revived the dynasty, the Wei and Jin dynasties succeeded each other, Emperor Xiaowen reformed the system, and the Sui and Tang dynasties flourished. Since ancient times, Luoyang has been regarded by the ancient Chinese people as the "center of the world." King Wu of Zhou moved his capital to Chengzhou immediately after establishing his rule, making it the center of China. After the Han and Wei dynasties, Luoyang gradually became an international metropolis, with "tribute coming from all directions, and the roads were evenly distributed." It made outstanding contributions to ethnic integration and Sino-foreign exchanges, and its glory will last for thousands of years.

"The Imperial Residence of Xiaohan, the Kingdom of Heluo," Luoyang stands majestically on the south bank of the Yellow River, with Mangshan Mountain to the north, the Luo River to the south, Hulao Pass to the east, and Hangu Pass to the west. Surrounded by mountains, with the Luoyang Plain in the center, the Yi, Luo, Chan, and Jian Rivers flow through it. It is not only strategically important but also boasts beautiful scenery, fertile soil, a moderate climate, and convenient water transport. Therefore, since ancient times, eight dynasties, including Xia, Shang, Eastern Zhou, Eastern Han, Cao Wei, Western Jin, Northern Wei, and Sui, have established their capitals here. As the saying goes, "Heyang is the place where the capital was established, located in the Central Plains and responding to all directions." Luoyang is a vital transportation hub and military stronghold. After Emperor Yang Guang ascended the throne, he selected a new capital in Luoyang. The new imperial city was located between the Zhou capital and the old Han and Wei capitals, extending east beyond the Chan River, south across the Luo River, west to the Jian River, and north to the Mang Mountain. The city's circumference exceeded fifty li, making it magnificent and spectacular. Yang Guang also used Luoyang as the center to excavate the Grand Canal, which ran from south to north, connecting the five major river systems of the Hai River, Yellow River, Huai River, Yangtze River, and Qiantang River. Luoyang became the central hub of transportation and commerce in the country.

As dawn broke, the city gates opened, and a large number of merchants and farmers, eager to enter the city for trade and to catch the early market, filed in.

Yang Xiaotian and his grandmother, Feng Ziling, after crossing the river, mingled in the crowd and swaggered confidently into the city through the south gate. Luoyang was indeed a city of considerable size; the south gate alone had three entrances: the central gate, Jianguo Gate; the left gate, Baihu Gate; and the right gate, Changxia Gate—all grand in scale.

Upon entering the city gates, Yang Xiaotian, newly arrived in this prestigious place, was immediately struck by its grandeur. The "Heavenly Street," a wide avenue stretching for hundreds of paces and connecting the north and south gates, stretched straight before him, likely seven or eight li long. The street was lined with various trees, including cherry, pomegranate, elm, and willow. The central path served as the imperial road for the emperor's processions. Although it was deep winter, the street was still adorned with peach blossoms and willows, a picturesque and breathtaking sight. Shops lined both sides of the avenue, and between the inner and outer lanes, various roads branched off, intersecting with the ten main streets running

north-south and east-west through the major city gates, all in perfect order. Luoyang was centered on a north-south axis, with the Luo River flowing through the city, dividing it into north and south districts connected by four large bridges. Within the city, the Luo River also connected with the Yi, Chan, and Jian rivers, creating a network of waterways that brought the beauty of the mountains and rivers into the city, giving it a naturally harmonious and integrated feel. Suddenly, a strange sight appeared before Yang Xiaotian: a sailboat was passing by on the Luo River, hidden beneath the houses. From their angle, only the top of the sail moved, making it appear as if the boat was sailing on land. Yang Xiaotian marveled at the Luo River's width, depth, and straightness, which gave Luoyang a unique, orderly, and harmonious atmosphere, a different kind of charm compared to his hometown of Jiangzhou in Sichuan. By now, the sky was bright, and the streets were gradually filling with people and vehicles.

After parting ways with his grandmother on the south bank of the Luo River, Yang Xiaotian headed straight for the western part of the city, where the Dongfang family was located. After a while, Yang Xiaotian arrived smoothly outside the Dongfang family compound. The courtyard was deep and secluded; just looking at the four large characters "Dongfang Family" on the plaque above the main gate, one could see how powerful its owner was. The guards at the gate, upon seeing Dongfang Jian (of course, it was Yang Xiaotian disguised as Dongfang Jian), immediately knelt down, "Greetings, Master."

"No need for formalities." Yang Xiaotian told the two guards to stand up, handed his horse to one of them, then surveyed the surroundings before entering. He was inwardly roaring, "Dongfang Family, I've finally arrived! Haha!"

As he proceeded, he occasionally encountered patrolling soldiers and maids, all of whom knelt and greeted him. Yang Xiaotian greeted them all with great poise. Just as he was about to reach the main hall, Yang Xiaotian noticed a stunningly beautiful woman walking happily towards him. The woman was slender and graceful, tall and tall, with a beautiful figure, her curves exquisite, swaying gracefully. Her eyebrows were arched, her eyes bright and long, sparkling and alluring, reflecting a clear and serene light. Her delicate oval face and exquisite features were a perfect gift from heaven; her beauty was breathtaking. Her jet-black hair was styled into a high, cloud-like bun, secured with a wooden hairpin—simple yet refined. Her swan-like neck possessed an indescribable elegance . Her shoulders were sharply defined, her waist slender and graceful, and her breasts were full and firm.

She wore a tight-fitting red silk dress that clung to her body, revealing a captivating figure. A snow-white fur coat draped over her shoulders further emphasized her noble status. Yang Xiaotian stared, stunned. Her beauty was beyond description; it was like a light cloud veiling the moon, or snowflakes drifting in the wind. From afar, she shone like the rising sun at dawn; up close, she was as radiant as a lotus emerging from clear water. Who would have thought such a beauty existed in the world?

The beautiful woman had originally intended to enter the main hall, but seeing Yang Xiaotian approaching, she changed her approach and walked towards him.

Approaching him, a hint of surprise on her face, she said, "Your daughter-in-law, Yanxue, greets Father-in-law. Isn't Father-in-law in Chang'an, the capital? Why have you suddenly returned?" This beautiful woman was none other than Qin Yanxue, the wife of Dongfang Jian's eldest daughter-in-law, Dongfang Ming.

Yang Xiaotian was surprised by Qin Yanxue's charm, but quickly regained his composure and smiled, "Things in Chang'an are almost settled, so I returned first. Where are you going?"

"Your daughter-in-law is going to greet Mother-in-law," Qin Yanxue replied respectfully. "Then you go ahead, and also inform them I'm back," Yang Xiaotian said after a moment's thought. Before his grandmother arrived, he wanted to minimize his meetings with the Dongfang family, especially Dongfang Jian's direct relatives, to avoid revealing his identity.

"Then I'll take my leave." Qin Yanxue's every word and action revealed her refinement and politeness. Seeing Qin Yanxue's appearance, Yang Xiaotian truly felt sorry for Dongfang Ming. He had such a beautiful wife at home, yet he was still fooling around outside.

"Hmm." Yang Xiaotian nodded, watching Qin Yanxue's graceful figure disappear from sight.

Finally, he had passed one hurdle. Yang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from Qin Yanxue's words, Dongfang Jian should be in Chang'an. It seemed that Dongfang Jian had indeed gone to Chang'an for the award ceremony. But why was he in Tianshan? Did he go without telling his family? This was a key point. He had to be careful. Thinking about this, Yang Xiaotian entered the main hall. Several maids were standing in the main hall. Upon seeing Yang Xiaotian enter, they all knelt down to pay their respects. After greeting them, Yang Xiaotian went to the grand master's seat in the main hall, instructed a maid to pour him a pot of water, and then began to enjoy his tea alone.

Just as Yang Xiaotian took a sip of his tea, he heard, "Husband, why are you back so soon?"

Yang Xiaotian put down his teacup and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw four beautiful women of different styles approaching. One of them, walking in front, was Ximen Ruyan, the first wife of Dongfang Jian, whom he recognized from her portrait. Ximen Ruyan was elegant and dignified, with a serene demeanor and an air of scholarly refinement. Her eyes sparkled, and her pretty face... Sheng Hui was truly a woman of a thousand different appearances and captivating charms. As she moved, her skirt fluttered and her hair flowed freely. She was radiant and graceful, seemingly a celestial being, untouched by worldly concerns, like a fairy from the Jade Pool descending to earth. Yang Xiaotian sighed inwardly, thinking, "She is truly an absolute beauty. Her features are exquisite, her skin is taut, and her figure is slender. The relentless passage of time has left no trace on her. The scholarly air about her is even more enchanting."

Beside Ximen Ruyan was Lan Feng'er, the second wife of Dongfang Jian, who was known as the Guanyin of the South Sea. Lan Feng'er had skin as white as snow and as smooth as jade. She had a slender figure and wore a plain white silk dress with a purple fur coat over it, which made her look even more gentle, elegant, quiet and calm. As she walked, she swayed gracefully and seemed like a fairy. Her clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist when she looked around, as if she wanted to say something but held back. She was so charming and touching. She was indeed worthy of the title Guanyin of the South Sea.

Chapter Forty-Five: The Eastern Family

The beautiful woman behind them was someone Yang Xiaotian had already seen before; she was Qin Yanxue, the eldest daughter-in-law of Dongfang Jian. Beside Qin Yanxue was her second daughter-in-law, Su Hanmei. Su Hanmei wore a white, form-fitting dress, over which she wore a shimmering green fur coat. Underneath, a thin silk skirt draped her delicate body, and she exuded a rich fragrance. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, with willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes that sparkled like cold stars, her skin smooth and supple. Her skin was as white as jade, so tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out with a gentle touch. Her figure was neither too plump nor too thin; she was truly a masterpiece of nature. What was most captivating was the heroic and graceful figure that she exuded, a beauty that was unparalleled in the world, like a celestial being. Through the thin white veil, one could vaguely see her snow-white and delicate skin and her curvaceous figure. She exuded a mature charm, elegance, and beauty, and her swaying hair carried a fragrant scent.

Ximen Ruyan and Lan Feng'er hurried forward, sweetly calling out, "Husband." Yang Xiaotian also stepped forward, tightly embracing the two beautiful women, and said thoughtfully, "My two ladies have missed their husband terribly." Dongfang Jian had been away from Luoyang for over a month, traveling to the capital and then to Tianshan. Thinking of his lecherous behavior in Tianshan, Yang Xiaotian figured that given Dongfang Jian's personality, he must have missed his two beautiful wives after being away for so long. Therefore, a public embrace was perfectly reasonable.

When Ximen Ruyan and Lan Feng'er saw Dongfang Jian (of course, it was Yang Xiaotian, who could easily become Dongfang Jian) embracing them in front of their wives and servants, Ximen Ruyan blushed and spat, "You're saying such indecent things as soon as you get back." Despite her words, Yang Xiaotian could still hear the sweetness in her voice. Her beautiful face was like a flower, and for a moment, Yang Xiaotian was captivated. Lan Feng'er, standing beside her, remained silent, simply enjoying the sweet moment.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian remembered that he was now posing as Dongfang Jian, who had two wives. Having not seen each other for so long, it was inevitable that they would consummate their marriage, exposing themselves in bed, making it impossible to hide any secrets. What should he do? Thinking about this, Yang Xiaotian felt a headache coming on.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was lost in thought, Qin Yanxue and Su Hanmei approached. "Daughters-in-law Yanxue, daughters-in-law Hanmei greet father-in-law."

Seeing his two beautiful wives greeting him, Yang Xiaotian released Ximen Ruyan and Lan Feng'er from his arms and tried to imitate Dongfang Jian's manner, greeting his two wives.

After some pleasantries, Ximen Ruyan asked Yang Xiaotian, "Husband, why are you back from the capital so soon? Ming'er and Xiao'er didn't come back with you. Did they linger in the capital again?"

Yang Xiaotian had hesitated to answer before, but seeing Ximen Ruyan's question, he assumed Dongfang Jian's two sons had also gone to the capital. So he replied, "I had some things to take care of, so I came back early. I told them to stay in the capital and handle things; they'll be back in a few days." Ximen Ruyan readily accepted this answer. She knew her son's character perfectly well. Yang Xiaotian secretly thought that once his grandmother arrived that afternoon, he would definitely have her send someone to intercept Dongfang Ming and Dongfang Xiao, otherwise he would be exposed. As he spoke, Yang Xiaotian showed his weariness; he didn't want to continue this entanglement, or he would inevitably be exposed sooner or later.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian's exhausted face, Ximen Ruyan said with pity, "My husband has suffered on his journey. My second sister and I will have someone prepare hot water for you to wash away the dust." She was a gentle, kind, and understanding woman. Looking at Ximen Ruyan and Lan Feng'er's graceful figures, Yang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally passed the first hurdle. Dongfang Jian's two wives were undoubtedly the people who understood him best; they could immediately sense anything amiss.

After Ximen Ruyan and Lan Feng'er left, Qin Yanxue and Su Hanmei also excused themselves. Yang Xiaotian was naturally delighted. Although Qin Yanxue and Su Hanmei were very attractive to him, his current identity was Dongfang Jian, the father-in-law of the two beauties. He dared not act recklessly; trouble would be disastrous.

After everyone left, Yang Xiaotian drank some fragrant tea in the hall and rested for a while. Then, Ximen Ruyan emerged gracefully and said, "Husband, the water is ready; you can bathe now." She then gently removed Yang Xiaotian's outer coat.

Ximen Ruyan's gentleness and virtue were indeed as rumored; she exuded an intellectual beauty. Watching her tender and meticulous movements, Yang Xiaotian thought that such a woman was truly rare. However, he also needed to be careful, after all, Ximen Ruyan's other identity was the elder sister of the head of the Ximen family. Was her heart truly as it appeared? He would have to observe her carefully to find out.

Led by Ximen Ruyan, Yang Xiaotian arrived at the Dongfang family's large bathhouse. The indoor blue-and-white bath was already filled with steaming water, which contained various medicinal herbs. Yang Xiaotian thought to himself, "This Dongfang Jian certainly knows how to cook."

Upon entering the bathhouse, Ximen Ruyan said to Yang Xiaotian, "Husband, please bathe first. I need to go to the council hall to handle some official business."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work." Yang Xiaotian naturally hoped that Ximen Ruyan would leave, otherwise, once he took off his clothes, his identity would definitely be exposed.

"Then I'll take my leave." Ximen Ruyan said and left the bathhouse.

Inside the bathhouse, Yang Xiaotian looked at the steam rising from the hot water, happily took off his clothes, and jumped into the water. The warm water stimulated his nerves through his skin, and his tired body immediately relaxed. Yesterday, Yang Xiaotian hadn't soaked properly in the hot spring because his mind was filled with thoughts of his grandmother, Feng Ziling. Now, finally alone in the bathhouse, Yang Xiaotian planned to relax properly. Just as he was enjoying his bath, he suddenly heard a noise, which startled him, and he quickly looked in that direction.

Emerging from behind the screen was a stunningly beautiful woman, none other than Lan Feng'er, the second wife of Dongfang Jian and the Guanyin of the South Sea. Lan Feng'er had removed her silk skirt, revealing a sleeveless gauze over which she wore blue underwear. The tight-fitting bodice perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, her full breasts standing proudly on her chest, the two grape-sized nipples seemingly about to burst from the bodice. Her waist was slender and delicate, barely a handful. She wore a pair of thin, semi-transparent trousers, the blue underwear contrasting sharply with the white gauze trousers, her long, jade-white legs peeking out and tantalizingly.

Yang Xiaotian looked at Lan Feng'er with alarm and asked, "What is Madam doing?"

Lan Feng'er looked at Yang Xiaotian with a puzzled expression and said, "Doesn't my husband always need me to accompany him when he washes?"

Just as Yang Xiaotian hesitated, Lan Feng'er stepped into the hot water pool. Seeing Yang Xiaotian deep in thought, she asked with concern, "What are you thinking about, husband?"

Yang Xiaotian quickly replied, "Nothing." Actually, he was considering what to do if Lan Feng'er discovered him. He knew that his body was significantly different from Dongfang Jian's, and as Dongfang Jian's wife, she would definitely be able to tell the difference easily in this environment.

Seeing that Dongfang Jian seemed somewhat absent-minded, Lan Feng'er assumed he was tired from traveling for days. So she gently said, "My husband has been away for so long; you must be exhausted. Let me wash you."

She then scooped a ladle of water and splashed it on Yang Xiaotian. Next, she picked up a bar of soap from the edge of the pool and began to wash him. Her slender, white fingers gently caressed and washed him, like a spring breeze, making him feel incredibly comfortable. As

her delicate fingers roamed over his body, Yang Xiaotian gazed at Lan Feng'er's fair and delicate skin, and his manhood rose proudly. He quickly used his inner strength to control his emotions, knowing that such close contact would inevitably be discovered by Lan Feng'er. His mind raced, searching for a solution. Suddenly, a bold idea struck him.

And so, Yang Xiaotian decided to give it a try. He grabbed Lan Feng'er's hand, which was still rubbing against his chest, and pulled her into his arms. With a soft cry from Lan Feng'er, Yang Xiaotian's lips pressed against hers.

Yang Xiaotian did this because he feared Lan Feng'er would discover his true identity. Rather than being passively discovered, he preferred to take the initiative; perhaps there was still hope of conquering Lan Feng'er in matters of the heart. Judging from the women Yang Xiaotian had conquered, only those who had made love to him could be conquered by him—even his blood-related grandmother, Feng Ziling. Yang Xiaotian didn't believe other women were no match for him. Therefore, he took the initiative, directly embracing Lan Feng'er and kissing her. After all, such things were normal for married couples.

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