Chapter Seven of the Romantic Continent: A Fleeting Spring Dream

Ye Tianlong followed the Mogan people, winding left and right through the almost pathless forest. He realized that the Mogan people truly lived up to their title as kings of the forest. Because of their small size and light weight, they moved through the trees with ten times the agility of monkeys, leaping and bounding with incredible speed. Fighting them in the dense forest would be a guaranteed loss!

Ye Tianlong had to secretly increase his strength to keep up with their pace. At the same time, he began a casual conversation with the Mogan queen.

During their conversation, the Mogan queen, influenced by Ye Tianlong's enthusiasm, gradually became familiar with him.

After walking for quite some time, Ye Tianlong had completely lost his sense of direction. Some of the dense forests the Mogan people were traversing were utterly dark, as the towering trees completely blocked out the sky; Ye Tianlong could even smell the dampness in the air.

Just as Ye Tianlong was about to ask a question, he finally heard the long-awaited words from the queen.

"We're here! That's where those people are now occupying in the valley ahead!" the Queen said to Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong's spirits lifted, and he hurried forward. He saw a dense mass of Mogan people lying in ambush in the forest, ready for battle. There were easily over a thousand of them, each with a serious expression, clearly showing their high regard for the enemy.

Through the trees, Ye Tianlong saw hundreds of people clad in blood-red armor slowly forming ranks in the valley ahead. In the clearing between them and the trees, faint traces of blood were visible.

Seeing the weapons reflecting the sunlight on the ground, Ye Tianlong was startled. They were the guns used by the Mogan people. Could it be that the Mogan people had retreated into the dense forest after being defeated in battle against these people clad in blood-red armor?

"Their strength is formidable." The Mogan queen had appeared beside Ye Tianlong at some point, observing his movements as she spoke. "These guys are impervious to blades and spears, and move like the wind. They've already captured one of our settlements."

At that moment, a square formation of blood-red armor began to slowly move towards them, the gleaming weapons exuding an aura of slaughter, and the air in the dense forest immediately grew heavy.

Ye Tianlong's body trembled slightly; he recognized these people in blood-red armor as the same mysterious and terrifying group he had encountered in Esnia.

Ye Tianlong's subtle changes did not escape the notice of Queen Mogan, who was watching his every move. She whispered, "Do you know these people?"

Ye Tianlong gave a wry smile and said, "I don't know whether to say I know them or not. I've seen the terrifying strength of these horrible fellows in Esnia before."

Seeing the strange expression on the Mogan man's face, he quickly explained, "They are, in a sense, my enemies! But they are indeed a very terrifying group. A powerful manor was slaughtered by them in just a moment!"

At this point, he suddenly stopped, his expression becoming extremely shocked. The Queen couldn't help but ask, "What happened? Continue!"

Ye Tianlong pointed ahead and said in an incredulous tone, "He actually came! So these terrifying fellows are all his subordinates. No wonder, no wonder!"

The Queen looked in the direction he pointed. The blood-red formation had shifted and turned to the left, heading towards the sloping valley. A spirited young man walked in the middle of the formation, followed closely by one man and three women.

"These are the guys! They killed a lot of our people!" the Mogan Queen said through gritted teeth. "Do you recognize them?"

Ye Tianlong certainly did, because the one in front was Yuna, the third prince of Fast, and he had seen the people beside him before. The man and two women were the armored man and the scantily clad woman he had seen that night, and the other woman was the long-lost Gongsun Da Niang. It seemed they were all Yuna's attendants.

"Why is she with Yuna?" A big question arose in Ye Tianlong's mind.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's introduction, the Mogan Queen was also quite surprised. This enemy was indeed someone of great importance, actually the Crown Prince of Fast.

"What are they doing?" The Queen looked out of the forest and asked Ye Tianlong this question.

Ye Tianlong also said curiously, "It looks like they're retreating!"

Seeing the enemy disappear into the valley, the Mogan people in the forest cheered. These terrifying enemies had finally retreated. They had witnessed the strength of their opponents, which was unimaginably powerful. If they had continued fighting, they didn't know how many casualties they would have suffered.

Ye Tianlong sensed the joyful atmosphere among the Mogan people in the dense forest and was secretly surprised. Did these Mogan people lack confidence in their own strength? It seemed that Yunaya's troops were incredibly powerful. He secretly made a mental note of this group.

Soon, the scouts returned and reported that the enemy had retreated down the mountain, seemingly intending to withdraw from the mountainous region. The Mogan queen looked at Ye Tianlong excitedly and said, "Looks like your luck! I didn't expect them to retreat as soon as you arrived!"

Ye Tianlong could only smile awkwardly. He was also very puzzled. Why would Yunaya suddenly retreat? After thinking it over, he guessed that Yunaya might have received some intelligence that the Mogan people didn't possess any divine swords, which was why he retreated.

Ye Tianlong's guess was correct. Yunaya had just received the intelligence and realized he had come to the wrong people. To prevent further losses to his carefully trained Blood-Clad Team, he immediately ordered a withdrawal from the Mogan mountainous region. The previous conflict had already cost him nearly fifty warriors, much to Yunaya's dismay.

Although the Mogan people hated Yunaya intensely, they dared not pursue them, as their casualties in the battle against Yunaya and his forces had reached over three hundred. Now, they needed to clean up the mess.

As the Mogan queen returned to their dwelling, Ye Tianlong was astonished. Before him lay a large clearing in the middle of the dense forest, large enough to accommodate thousands.

In one corner of the clearing stood dozens of wooden buildings, all three stories except for one four-story structure. Hundreds of half-naked women were working in the clearing and inside the buildings, dressed like the queen's maids, wearing only short skirts woven from fine grass around their hips.

Upon seeing their warriors return, all the women rushed out to greet them, creating a lively scene. The wounded were carried to a nearby building for treatment by the tribe's shaman.

Ye Tianlong was settled in the four-story building to rest. It was a spacious room with a thick straw mat on the floor and a low wooden table in the center.

Ye Tianlong sat there for a while, feeling quite bored, so he simply sat down to practice his internal energy.

After circulating his energy three times, he felt refreshed. Ye Tianlong opened his eyes and saw the Queen of the Mogan people sitting in front of him, staring at him with curious eyes. He smiled slightly at her.

"Do you really trust us?" The Queen's voice sounded somewhat unsteady. "To be practicing your internal energy in a place like this, if someone interrupts you, you'll suffer a qi deviation!"

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "I'm sincere in making friends, so I believe you won't harm me!"

The Queen's body trembled slightly, and a look of gratitude flashed in her eyes. She stood up and said, "Come, let's go out for dinner!"

After having a sumptuous dinner with the Queen, Ye Tianlong noticed that the Mogan people seemed to have something to discuss, so he wisely got up and returned to his room.

On his way back to his room, Ye Tianlong inadvertently looked up and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky. He suddenly realized that today was the fifteenth, the day of the "Dark Fragrance Pavilion" in Esnia's courtesan competition. He imagined it must be bustling with activity there, and wondered who Ning Su Nu would end up with.

He sat in his room thinking for a long time before listlessly falling asleep. In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt someone quietly enter. Ye Tianlong peeked open his eyes and found it was the Queen.

Before Ye Tianlong could even react, the Queen's hot, delicate body was already pressed against his chest. Now, even if he wanted to pretend to be asleep, it was impossible.

Ye Tianlong pretended to have just woken up and mumbled, "Who is it?"

The Queen lightly bit his body and chuckled, "You naughty boy, you already knew it was me, why are you still pretending?" With that, she slid down, her soft hands beginning to grope beneath Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong sat up abruptly, grabbing the queen's small hand. "What are you doing?"

"I want you!" the queen said seductively. "None of the men in my harem can compare to you."

Ye Tianlong was both amused and exasperated. He never imagined he'd find himself in such a situation, becoming the object of a woman's affections. Thinking of the men of the Mogan tribe, he found it laughable; how could those dwarfs compare to him!

Seeing the queen's increasingly frivolous actions, as if she were toying with him, Ye Tianlong couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. He thought, "Who's afraid of who!"

His hands began to roam freely over the queen's delicate body. It was because the queen was so small that Ye Tianlong always felt like he was with a little girl.

This feeling intensified as Ye Tianlong stood up and took off his clothes. The queen's height was only half his, just at waist level. However, when her soft little hands touched his erect member, Ye Tianlong still felt incredibly comfortable.

Ye Tianlong reached out and caressed the Queen's budding breasts, soft yet firm, only half-enclosed, yet possessing a unique charm. A strange feeling suddenly welled up within him, as if he were truly enjoying lovemaking with a young girl. This inverted feeling excited him even more.

The Queen's soft moans flowed incessantly. She truly didn't know this man possessed such skillful techniques and varied methods. Originally intending to take Ye Tianlong's lead, she was instead captivated by his ministrations, completely at his mercy.

Ye Tianlong gently lifted the Queen's chin, and her delicate, fragrant face met his. The Queen seemed unable to bear Ye Tianlong's gaze, closing her alluring eyes and pouting her red, cherry-like lips.

Lips met tongues, and a fiery passion ignited between them.

With one hand around her slender waist and the other gently supporting her small, snowy buttocks, the Queen, understanding his intention, wrapped her arms around Ye Tianlong's neck and opened her legs to encircle his waist.

The moment he entered her, Ye Tianlong felt a strong contraction, a pleasure that was indescribable. "She's small, so her place must be small too," Ye Tianlong thought, and began to move slowly.

This position was something the Queen had never seen before, making her feel both novel and intensely stimulated.

Her two small, heaving nipples touched his bulging chest muscles, bouncing slightly in their softness, bringing immense pleasure to both of them.

Ye Tianlong's lips gently kissed the Queen's forehead, cheeks, and finally her luscious little mouth.

With such comprehensive care, in a short time, she was completely lost in ecstasy, oblivious to her surroundings.

When she regained her senses, Ye Tianlong launched another attack, this time a fierce assault. Because such a petite and delicate woman, like a little girl, was more likely to ignite a man's virility, his storm-like attacks making the Queen beneath him tremble with pleasure. At this moment, she had become the conquered, no longer the dominant conqueror she once was.

She imagined herself as a delicate flower, letting swarms of bees pluck her tender petals!

Once, twice, at the height of their passion, her beautiful eyes blazed with fiery desire. She clung tightly to Ye Tianlong's neck, crying out in his ear, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Let me bear you a child!"

Only when the queen could no longer bear it did Ye Tianlong release her, holding her limp body in his arms, caressing her gently. At that moment, he discovered one advantage of her petite figure: it allowed him to caress her entire body effortlessly.

“My name is Yalan,” the Queen said softly, her voice lingering on his body. “Although you will soon forget, I still hope you know my name.”

Ye Tianlong gently patted her cheek and said softly, “I won’t forget, Yalan!”

“After you leave tomorrow, our people will also leave this place,” Yalan said softly. “We suffered great losses this time, so we’ve decided to go south.”

Ye Tianlong asked curiously, “Isn’t this your holy land?”

Yalan chuckled and shook her head, “The place we live is the holy land!” Ye Tianlong suddenly understood.

As the two talked more, Ye Tianlong learned that the Mogan people were actually descendants of the dwarves. After being defeated by humans in the Hundred Tribes War, they fled into the mountains, which is why they were so unfriendly to humans entering their territory.

The Hidden Spring Valley they had arrived at was actually Mogan territory, but at that time, the Mogan people’s attention was entirely focused on Yuna, which allowed them to easily reach the dense forest. Since the dense forest was the Mogan people’s last line of defense, Ye Tianlong and his companions’ appearance would naturally provoke an attack from the Mogan people.

“You’re really lucky. If Yuna hadn’t been attacking us, you would never have been able to pass through our territory so easily.”

Yalan’s hand gently caressed Ye Tianlong’s bare chest as she murmured, “Who knew that my momentary curiosity, wanting to see what you looked like, would lead me to believe you and even fall for you?”

Ye Tianlong smiled bitterly to himself. He knew what Yalan meant by “falling for you”; he felt like a woman favored by an emperor. But then again, he hadn’t lost anything; it was a mutually beneficial arrangement. So he casually replied, “I’ve always been very lucky!”

Yalan smiled and shook her head, then gently moved her small, delicate feet below Ye Tianlong’s abdomen.

“Stop! If you keep doing this, I’ll eat you up!”

Ye Tianlong felt his manhood being squeezed between a pair of warm, soft, jade-like feet, gently rubbing and kneading. The strange sensation shot straight to his dantian, and he couldn’t help but cry out.

Yalan chuckled, not stopping her footwork. Ye Tianlong deliberately put on a stern face and said in a deep voice, "Why are you disobeying me?"

Ya Lan smiled seductively, leaned close to Ye Tianlong's ear, and said in a sweet voice, "You only told me to stop, not to stop my feet!"

Ye Tianlong could no longer restrain himself and was about to mount her when Ya Lan gently stopped him.

"Let me do it this time!"

With that, she climbed onto Ye Tianlong's waist, gently swaying her slender waist, and sat down. It turned out that Ya Lan was truly unwilling to be defeated by Ye Tianlong, something that had never happened before, so she wanted to reignite the battle.

She also had another thought: after today's encounter, who knew when she would see him again? This was the first time she had met such a valiant man, so naturally she wanted to enjoy herself to the fullest.

With a series of thrusts and movements, Yalan gasped for breath, her head spinning, her body limp against Ye Tianlong's, unable to move further.

The night of passion was over, and by morning, it was all a dream.

Queen Yalan and her people had left the camp, leaving only a Mogan man to guide Ye Tianlong out of the mountains to reunite with Suo Chong and the others.

Ye Tianlong knew that his relationship with Queen Yalan was purely physical, and considering her numerous men in her harem, he was merely an unexpected encounter in her life.

Conversely, for him, it was a rather pleasant meeting; they were together simply for pleasure.

He had to admit that he did have some affection for Yalan, because of her uninhibited, bold, and fiery style, and also because of her petite and delicate figure—something he had never encountered before.

Standing in the empty Mogan camp, Ye Tianlong felt a sudden surge of emotion. For these Mogan people, daily life was a simple repetition, but were they not happy?

Shaking his head, Ye Tianlong composed himself and followed the Mogan people who had led the way out of the camp. In the silent camp, only the buildings stood silently.

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