Chapter 115 of Ten Scenery Satin

Upon seeing Zhao Pingbo leading his men, Yan Tie immediately stopped his assault on Hua Xuan, stood up, and turned to face the direction from which the riders had come. Zhao Pingbo spurred his horse closer, saw Zi Yuan and Hua Xuan lying on the riverbank, and his face lit up with joy. He laughed, "Mr. Yan, you've done well! You actually managed to bring these two beauties here! Haha, haha!"

Yan Tie bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your praise, Young Prince."

This time, when the Imperial Mausoleum Sect and the Jingwei Prince's Mansion's large force besieged Ren Jianqing, Xiang Yang, Wen Yuan, and others, Zhao Pingbo had also gone along. Not only did he want to avenge his defeat at Wen Yuan's hands, but he also wanted to seize Zi Yuan to fulfill his unfulfilled desires in Hangzhou. His martial arts skills were inferior, and he was unwilling to take the risk of confronting Wen Yuan and the others head-on. Therefore, when experts like Long Yuqing and Lu Daoren stormed into the inn, he only led his guards to surround the outside and patrol the area. Yan Tie kidnapped Zi Yuan, prompting Hua Xuan to give chase. Zhao Pingbo witnessed everything, but failed to clearly see that Yan Tie was holding Zi Yuan. Though he found it strange, he paid it no mind. By the time a sharp-eyed guard beside him remembered and went to report, Yan Tie was already far away.

Zhao Pingbo had long coveted Zi Yuan, and upon learning that Yan Tie had indeed abducted her, he was overjoyed and quickly led his guards in pursuit. By then, they had not only discovered Yan Tie and Zi Yuan's whereabouts, but Hua Xuan was also in Yan Tie's hands. Zhao Pingbo was even more delighted, his eyes lingering on Hua Xuan's exquisite, flawless skin. This only intensified Hua Xuan's shame and anger, and she struggled to turn over, trying not to expose her breasts to him.

Zhao Pingbo dismounted and approached, laughing, "Mr. Yan, you've done a great service! I'll definitely promote you when I return to my residence." Yan Tie replied, "Your Highness, I don't seek promotion, I only ask for a reward." Zhao Pingbo was only interested in enjoying himself with Ziyuan and Huaxuan, and had no interest in listening to Yan Tie's words. He simply smiled and said, "Let's put that aside for now and talk about it slowly." He walked to Ziyuan's side and saw that she was unconscious with her eyes closed. He frowned and said, "Mr. Yan, why don't you wake Ziyuan up first? If she's not as beautiful as she is, the pleasure of appreciating her will be incomplete."

Yan Tie immediately stepped forward, placed his hand on Ziyuan's shoulder, and sent out his inner force. Ziyuan moved slightly, let out a soft "hmm," and slowly opened her eyes, still drowsy. Even that soft moan was incredibly soothing to Zhao Pingbo's ears. He chuckled, "This is truly a heavenly beauty, only she could possess such a beautiful voice." He pulled Ziyuan into his arms and stroked her face.

Ziyuan slowly awoke, her mind still reeling. She felt herself being held in someone's arms, a slight pain in her chest, and a general feeling of weakness. Opening her eyes, she was startled to find that the person before her was not the familiar Wen Yuan. She tried to break free, but Zhao Pingbo wouldn't let her escape. He held her tightly around the waist and said with a grin, "Miss Ziyuan, we meet again! This time, you should properly entertain Little Wang, shouldn't you?"

Ziyuan, still unconscious from Yan Tie's heavy blow, was now awake and realized she had fallen into his clutches. She cried out in alarm, fear flashing in her bright eyes. Looking down, she saw the tear in her clothes and was terrified. Her face turned pale, and she stammered, "You...you..."

Seeing Zhao Pingbo assaulting Ziyuan, Hua Xuan panicked and cried out, "Yan Tie, you said that as long as I...I...let you...you would release Sister Ziyuan! You're a martial arts master; you can't go back on your word!"

Yan Tie replied, "Indeed. But right now, the young prince's wishes come first. I won't touch Ziyuan. What the young prince thinks is not part of my promise." Hua Xuan's mind went blank, and tears streamed down her face. She cried out, "How could you do this! You...you...you're a liar!" Kind-hearted, even in her anger, she couldn't utter any truly powerful words; her cries only revealed her helplessness.

Hearing Hua Xuan's words, Ziyuan was shocked and struggled even harder, crying out, "Xuan-mei, what's wrong? What's wrong? You...you..." Hua Xuan, in her haste, choked on her words. Taking a breath, she sobbed softly, "Sister Ziyuan, I couldn't save you, I... Waaah... I'm so useless..."

Ziyuan said anxiously, "Don't worry about me, how are you? Are you... are you alright?" Hua Xuan cried, "I'm fine, but... but... Sister Ziyuan, I... Waaah... I've hurt you too..."

Hearing this, Ziyuan felt a little relieved and gently comforted her, "Xuan-mei, don't cry, as long as you're safe, that's enough." Turning back, she quietly looked at Zhao Pingbo and said, "Young Master, you just want my body..." "That's enough, I can't resist now, but please spare Miss Hua."

Zhao Pingbo turned to look at Hua Xuan, seeing her already tearful face, her still childish features appearing fragile and pitiful, but her smooth, creamy skin only fueled Zhao Pingbo's lust. He smiled slyly and said, "Both of you are beauties I've longed for. If I let either of you go, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Miss Ziyuan, I'll taste you first." He leaned in and kissed Ziyuan's cherry lips. Ziyuan

was already weaker than Zhao Pingbo, and with Yan Tie's earlier hidden force, she was powerless to resist. She could only let Zhao Pingbo do as he pleased, but she couldn't just give up and wait to die. She quickly turned her head away, preventing Zhao Pingbo from succeeding.

Zhao Pingbo kissed Zi Yuan's ear, the faint scent of orchids and musk filling his nostrils. His desire flared, and he laughed, "So fragrant! Truly a beauty beyond compare!" He pushed Zi Yuan to the ground, pinning her down, his hands slipping inside the slit of her dress. The soft, delicate touch was exquisitely wonderful.

Zi Yuan's lips remained tightly pressed together, refusing to utter a sound. Though beads of sweat glistened on her skin, her eyes remained defiant, silently staring at Zhao Pingbo without a trace of submission.

Zhao Pingbo was indulging in the pleasure of Ziyuan's body when their eyes met. He noticed her expression remained indifferent, her beautiful eyes calm and still, showing neither the initial panic nor a trace of sorrow. He felt a sudden unease, a strange feeling creeping over him. He chuckled, "Why are you so quiet? Make a sound; that's what makes this romantic affair more interesting." Ziyuan remained unresponsive.

Seeing her cold silence, Zhao Pingbo's competitive spirit grew. He chuckled, "Ziyuan, don't be stubborn. If you feel good, just cry out. The more excited I am, the more I can make you feel incredibly beautiful." He teased her with his words while pulling at her clothes, removing them one by one—first her outer garment, then her inner garment, then her skirt—until, like Hua Xuan, she was left only in a bodice. Although Zi Yuan tried desperately to hold onto her clothes, she was, after all, a frail woman, and could not resist. Inch by inch, her fair and delicate skin was revealed beneath the fabric.

This celestial-like figure not only excited Zhao Pingbo to the point of madness, but also made the blood of the guards beside him surge. Looking at Zi Yuan, then at Hua Xuan, they were all aroused and felt hot all over, wishing they could pounce on her right then and there.

However, Zhao Pingbo was a prince, and his subordinates naturally dared not overstep their bounds, so they could only watch longingly from afar.

Zhao Pingbo swallowed hard, turned to look at Hua Xuan, and laughed, "Brilliant! Today I'll kill two birds with one stone and show you my skills!" He picked up Zi Yuan and placed her next to Hua Xuan, laughing, "My two sisters, if either of you can't wait, call out soon, I won't do any foreplay, I'll go straight to the main event." As he spoke, his ten fingertips teased and played with her everywhere, sometimes pinching Zi Yuan's leg, sometimes scratching Hua Xuan's breasts with his nails.

Hua Xuan was both embarrassed and anxious, constantly twisting her body to avoid him, the steel chains on her wrists clanging loudly. Zi Yuan reached out and hugged Hua Xuan, whispering, "Xuan-mei, don't be afraid, we're together." Hua Xuan cried out, "Sister Zi Yuan! Where is Senior Brother Wen... I... I want Senior Brother Wen!" Zi Yuan felt a pang of sorrow and said in a trembling voice, "Xuan-mei, don't cry. You... you have to be strong. Even if we suffer this calamity today, we still have to live on and be with him..."

Zhao Pingbo was furious when he heard them mention Wen Yuan. He thought to himself, "What's so great about that Wen Yuan that he can enjoy such high-class goods? Humph, I won't be able to swallow this anger if I don't make you cry and wail."

Remembering how Hua Xuan had injured him with a whip and how Wen Yuan had twice helped Zi Yuan, fueled by both old and new grudges and consumed by jealousy, his violence grew increasingly brutal. Suddenly, he grabbed Hua Xuan's right ankle, pulling her genitals close to his waist, and lewdly said, "I'll start with you, whipping you two hundred times, then I'll switch to Zi Yuan. We'll take turns, and see who's more skilled in bed." His other hand reached behind her waist, slightly lifting her private parts, which were faintly visible beneath her bodice.

Hearing this, and seeing that his manhood was bulging between his legs, Hua Xuan desperately tried to pull away, but she was powerless to do so, and her face paled with fright. Suddenly, Yan Tie called out, "Young Prince, wait!" Zhao Pingbo was untying his belt when Yan Tie interrupted him, and he was very displeased. He frowned and said, "What is it?" Yan Tie said, "Just now, I said that I hoped the Young Prince could grant me a reward. Does that count?" Zhao Pingbo said, "Of course it counts." Yan Tie said, "This Hua Xuan injured me with a single palm strike that day, which was a great humiliation. I dare to ask that the Young Prince grant her to me now to avenge this humiliation."

Zhao Pingbo's face darkened, and he said, "Yan Tie... " "Sir, I won't grant you this request. These two women are mine, Zhao Pingbo's, and no one can take them away from me. Saying this at a time like this, aren't you deliberately trying to oppose me?" Yan Tie bowed and said, "This subordinate would never dare. But this is my only request: if Your Highness feels that I have done something in the matter of winning over Miss Ziyuan..." Zhao Pingbo interrupted him, forcefully waving his hand and angrily saying, "Stop talking! This is not negotiable. Yan Tie, you can leave now, don't spoil the fun." Yan Tie remained silent, but didn't move.

Zhao Pingbo scolded Yan Tie, then turned back to Hua Xuan and Ziyuan, chuckling, "Come on, get ready to enjoy!" He pulled out his restless penis, reaching towards Hua Xuan's crotch, intending to tear open her bodice first for a visual feast before unleashing his mental battle. Hua Xuan had already cried too much, sobbing uncontrollably, biting her lower lip, her body trembling uncontrollably. Zi Yuan felt a deep sorrow, knowing she too could not escape her fate. She slowly closed her eyes, unwilling to see Hua Xuan defiled.

But no sooner had her eyes closed than she heard Zhao Pingbo scream in agony, a bloodcurdling scream that drew shouts and curses from the guards. Zi Yuan froze, opening her eyes to see Zhao Pingbo, his face deathly pale, staggering backward. His manhood was stained red, as if he had suffered a severe blow. A copper coin lay on the riverbank not far away, something that hadn't been there before.

In an instant, a swift figure flashed past them. With a series of hissing sounds, four streams of blood gushed from the throats of four guards, each dying instantly, almost indistinguishable from the next. The newcomer was not only fast, but also incredibly stealthy, appearing silently from where the guards couldn't see, even unnoticed by Yan Tie's martial arts skills. The woman, having shrunk away from the four enemies blocking her path, seemed to move without touching the ground, rushing straight towards Zhao Pingbo like a shooting star.

Before Yan Tie could react, the woman had already moved behind Zhao Pingbo, pressing a sword against his throat, and shouted, "Anyone who dares to come closer, I'll make sure your little prince's head is split in two!" Her voice was clear and crisp, clearly that of a woman.

Zhao Pingbo, attacked in the groin first and then having his throat restrained, was shocked and terrified, hurriedly stammering, "Don't...don't come any closer!"

Zi Yuan and Hua Xuan looked over and immediately cried out in alarm, their voices filled with ecstatic joy, like drowning people finding a piece of driftwood, their hope suddenly increasing. The woman used her right hand to block Zhao Pingbo with a short sword, while her left hand deftly sealed several of Zhao Pingbo's vital points, rendering him immobile. Only then did she call out to Ziyuan and Huaxuan, "Sister Ziyuan, Huaxuan, are you alright?" Huaxuan cried out in surprise, "Not...not yet, Sister Murong, you...you're here, it really is you!"

This girl who arrived just in time was none other than Little Murong. Seeing Huaxuan chasing Yan Tie, she was secretly alarmed, fearing that Huaxuan was too inexperienced and would fail to save Ziyuan, putting herself in danger instead. So, she risked taking a heavy blow from Wei Gaoxin to break free from the entanglement. Relying on her agile movements and the combined efforts of the Huangling Sect and Jingwei Prince's Mansion in besieging Ren Jianqing, Xiang Yang, and Wen Yuan, she actually broke through the heavy encirclement inside and outside the inn, following the hoofprints of Zhao Pingbo and the others.

When she arrived at the riverbank, she saw Zhao Pingbo assaulting Ziyuan from afar. Although shocked and angry, she remained calm, thinking, "If I go to rescue her head-on, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat Yan Tie in time, and I'll likely fail." She then circled around to the upper reaches of the river, slowly approaching using the rocks as cover. Just as she reached a distance where she could strike decisively, Zhao Pingbo was about to defile Huaxuan. Seeing the critical situation, Xiao Murong used a copper coin as a hidden weapon, striking Zhao Pingbo squarely in the groin, causing him excruciating pain. Xiao Murong then subdued Zhao Pingbo as a hostage, using him to force Yan Tie and the others to rescue Huaxuan and Ziyuan. Her swift movements caught Yan Tie and his guards off guard, and she succeeded immediately.

Although Xiao Murong was secretly pleased, she dared not be careless. She knew that as long as Yan Tie did not retreat, they were not out of danger. With her short sword pressed against Zhao Pingbo's neck, she said, "Immediately give the order for Yan Tie to take these guys and retreat." Facing a life-or-death situation, Zhao Pingbo dared not be reckless and hurriedly shouted, "Quickly, quickly retreat! Didn't you hear what Miss Murong said? All... all... all get out of here!"

The guards retreated one after another, but Yan Tie quietly looked at Xiao Murong. He noticed the bloodstains on her clothes and knew that she must have been injured in her fight with Wei Gaoxin. He then slowly said, "Xiao Murong, quickly release our young prince." Xiao Murong raised her pretty eyebrows and shouted, "I can release him, but you all have to go back to the capital. I will release him then. Get out of here!"

Yan Tie was unmoved and instead walked over step by step. Little Murong was secretly alarmed, thinking, "This is bad. If this guy insists on making a move, I can only kill Zhao Pingbo first. Fighting him will be very troublesome."

Zhao Pingbo was even more terrified, fearing that Little Murong was about to kill him. He hurriedly called out, "Mr. Yan, don't, don't come any closer! Take them back quickly, hurry!" Yan Tie remained silent, but each step he took was resounding, as he continued to approach.

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