"Stroking the Jade" - Chapter Forty-Five H

Emperor Wu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "So wet already! What a wanton little thing!"
As she spoke, she deliberately held her hand up to Tianxi's eyes so that he could see the silvery water stains on her fingers.
"Now you know why I bestowed upon her the title 'Qin'!"
Tianxi blushed deeply with embarrassment and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty is making fun of me again!" Suddenly, her body trembled as Emperor Wu's fingers probed into her seductive vulva.
Tianxi couldn't help but gasp, her alluring vulva throbbing even faster. Emperor Wu calmly pressed and thrust his fingers inside, feeling the slippery, warm sensation, becoming increasingly unable to restrain himself, his fingers moving in and out faster and faster.
Tianxi was teased and manipulated by him, panting and moaning softly. He also discovered that the fleshy blade between Emperor Wu's legs had become aroused, and he could feel its burning heat even through their clothes.
Emperor Wu seemed to have completely lost his composure. He simply pulled out his fingers and roughly tore off Tianxi's clothes, forcibly stripping him naked and making him sit on his lap.
Tianxi cried out in alarm as she saw him tugging at her belt again. Panicked, she cried out, "Your Majesty, no... the child..."
Emperor Wu stopped what he was doing, his expression shifting rapidly, looking very displeased.
Tianxi was also somewhat anxious, fearing that Emperor Wu would really disregard everything and force himself on her. Given his usual whirlwind-like manner of having sex with her, she really didn't know if the child would be harmed. After thinking for a moment, she simply leaned obediently against Emperor Wu, calling his name sweetly, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, let me, Tianxi, take care of you!"
As he spoke, he reached out and unbuckled the Emperor's belt, revealing the massive, fleshy blade in his hand. He carefully cupped the enormous member in both hands and rubbed it up and down. The Emperor felt a surge of pleasure, and his agitated mind calmed somewhat. His expression softened slightly.
Tianxi carefully observed his expression, and seeing that he finally relaxed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Emperor Wu, however, had no intention of letting him go, stubbornly reaching for his lower body. Tianxi obediently propped up one leg, fully exposing her alluring vulva, allowing Emperor Wu to fondle her. Then she bent down and took his penis into her mouth, serving him with utmost care…
Emperor Wu was pleased as he had his clothes straightened. Jili, who was standing nearby, whispered, "Your Majesty, Qingqiu Baolin is already waiting for you in the east wing."
Emperor Wu grunted in agreement, then turned to look at Tianxi, who was still completely naked except for a robe, lying on the spring couch. He smiled and said, "You must be tired. Get some rest. There's no need to see me off."
Tianxi forced a smile and said softly, "Tianxi thanks Your Majesty for your consideration!"
After Emperor Wu left satisfied, Qingwen quickly approached with her entourage. Gently, she lifted his robes, revealing his naked body. His fair skin was streaked with bruises, some deep, some shallow, a truly shocking sight. His breasts, in particular, were ravaged, the nipples reduced to two ripe, rotten red fruits. This evidence of humiliation only intensified the allure of his already provocative body.
Qingwen had no interest in looking at it. She turned to the maid behind her and said, "Quickly bring the medicine." The maid hurriedly brought over a porcelain bottle. Qingwen untied it, revealing a bottle of pale green, gelatinous ointment with a cool fragrance inside. Qingwen used a porcelain spoon to scoop up some of the ointment and carefully applied it to Tianxi's wound.
The swollen, burning nipples were coated with ointment, and a series of cooling sensations relieved the swelling, pain, and heat. Tianxi sighed contentedly, her body softening as she lazily lay on the couch, letting Qingwen do as she pleased. Qingwen chatted with him as she applied the ointment, unable to resist complaining, "This time you're being extra rough!"
Tianxi smiled, unconcerned, and said, "It's tough on His Majesty, as I can't serve him in bed right now. He's gone to Weiwei's place now, and she's quite delicate; I wonder if she can handle it!"
As they talked, he started worrying about Weiwei again. Qingwen disliked Weiwei and didn't want him to bother with her. She quickly changed the subject, saying, "The third day of next month is Consort Zhu's birthday. Your Highness, please remember to send a gift." This reminded Tianxi, who quickly replied, "I really don't remember. Go and look carefully later to find a suitable gift for her."
Qingwen thought for a moment and said, "I've kept the eight-panel silk screen with sandalwood and coral and kingfisher feathers that was presented as tribute from Jiangnan last time. It's a rare treasure to send it out. There's also a pair of glass-type jadeite ruyi scepters and a pair of Hetian white jade lions that were presented as tribute from Annam. Sending these things wouldn't be impolite." Tianxi thought for a moment and agreed, saying, "Okay, then let's do it that way. Go and prepare!" Qingwen agreed and then carefully applied the medicine to him.
When Consort Zhu's birthday arrived, gifts were presented from all the palaces and courtyards. Tianxi sent her gift well in advance, and even Weiwei prepared one for her. Accompanied by Yan Jiong, Consort Zhu looked at the various gifts. When she saw a dazzling, exquisitely beautiful screen, she couldn't help but feel delighted and asked, "Who sent this? It's so beautiful!"
The lady-in-waiting behind her hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, this screen was presented by Consort Qin of Chenghuan Palace. In addition, there is a pair of jade ruyi, a pair of white jade lions, and a pair of Ru kiln porcelain vases presented by Qingqiu Baolin from her palace."
Consort Zhu was somewhat moved upon hearing the name Chenghuan Palace. After the female official pointed out all the gifts sent by Chenghuan Palace, she smiled coldly and said, "Chenghuan Palace is truly generous. This screen is a rare item. I heard that it was originally the beloved possession of the former Empress of Chen. After His Majesty destroyed Chen, it disappeared without a trace. So it ended up in their hands, and now it's being sent over so easily."
She then turned to look at Yan Jiong and said, "Look at your father, he really wants to move all the good things from his treasury to Chenghuan Palace now. That little vixen certainly has some tricks up her sleeve!"
Yan Jiong glanced at her with a half-smile and said, "Is Mother jealous of him?"
Consort Zhu, caught off guard by the remark, immediately lost face and said in embarrassment and anger, "You child, how dare you speak to your mother like that!"
Yan Jiong bowed slightly, half-jokingly apologizing, "Your subject spoke rashly for a moment, Mother Consort, please forgive me!" Consort Zhu had always been at a loss with her strong-willed son, so she could only glare at him, then couldn't help but laugh, saying with a mixture of pride and sigh, "This temperament, I really don't know where he learned it. He doesn't seem to care about me or your father at all."
Yan Jiong smiled but didn't answer, instead changing the subject, saying, "I heard there's a new favorite in Chenghuan Palace. Does Mother know what kind of person she is?" Consort Zhu didn't seem to care about this, saying, "Isn't she that vixen Consort Qin's sister, named Weiwei? She's quite cunning, actually. While Consort Qin was away, she managed to trick your father into following her schemes. Now, taking advantage of his pregnancy, she's keeping His Majesty firmly in Chenghuan Palace."
Yan Jiong thought for a moment and asked, "Did Qingqiu Weiwei set her sights on the Emperor on her own, or was she doing it at Consort Qin's behest?" Consort Zhu shook her head and said, "I haven't paid attention to that. It's not that different anyway! Even if she wanted to bring more members of her clan into the palace to seduce His Majesty, it would be in vain. In short, they're all vixens, incapable of handling important matters."
After saying that, he didn't want to mention the two people again, so he turned around and went to check the gifts.
Yan Jiong followed behind her, seemingly unconcerned, but his thoughts drifted back to the banquet. That legendary beauty had walked through the crowd, openly scrutinizing him.
Looking into those eyes, brimming with autumn water, Yan Jiong suddenly felt a mischievous urge. He deliberately teased his subordinate's young boys in a gentle yet cruel manner right in front of them.
He was startled; that was Yan Jiong's initial assessment. When he deliberately met those eyes suddenly, they did indeed flinch. But before Yan Jiong could even scoff, those eyes turned back, this time their clear, bright eyes unmistakably asking him: Who exactly are you?
Yan Jiong was somewhat surprised, not by the question itself, but by the fact that this beautiful woman before him, who seemed destined only to be a plaything for the powerful, was not as simple as he had imagined. Unfortunately, before he could even reassess her, his father, the Emperor, put on a show, forcing him to witness a veritable erotic spectacle.
Yan Jiong was not a man of impeccable morals. Born into royalty, he was an old hand at such matters of the heart. Yet, he had to admit that what he heard that time was perhaps the most beautiful and arousing moan he had ever heard. That sound was probably the most powerful intoxicating melody for a man. He, who had always been detached from the crowd indulging in lust, was suddenly disturbed, even losing himself in the act of debauchery with the beauty beside him.
Looking back afterward, he couldn't help but marvel at how well-deserved the title of "the most beautiful woman in the world" was truly fitting. His father, the emperor, must have been immensely proud and self-satisfied. Otherwise, why would he have staged such a spectacle in front of them? Or perhaps, those seductive moans were his repeated displays of triumph, flaunting his power and glory as the supreme ruler of the world.
A vixen only serves the ruler of the world. In other words, only the ruler of the world is qualified to enjoy a vixen! Heh, it seems that if one obtains this supreme position, the rights one can enjoy are indeed numerous... Yan Jiong gently stroked his chin, savoring the soft moans and gasps of Consort Qin, lost in a blissful reverie!

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