New Moon: Betrayal, Chapters 1 & 2

Author: Light and Darkness Word Count: 35143

(I)

Night, late at night.

No clouds, no wind, the moon and stars are few.

The earth is brightly lit, a magnificent sight.

Spring is coming to an end, but there is still a slight chill in the air.

The penthouse room of "Sky Above Sky" is decorated in warm colors and is extremely luxurious.

Two men in suits are sitting on the sofa by the window.

"Don't worry, Principal. We've invested heavily this time, there will definitely be no oversights." The slightly chubby man with a buzz cut said.

He is Wei Bin, the public relations director of Guanghua Academy in Ming City.

"I hope so." Yang Lin sighed.

The review, which takes three years, will be in three days. If it weren't for the accident three months ago, Guanghua Academy would definitely retain its status as a top academy.

"I've heard that the guy surnamed Du has a very big appetite."

The "gutted guy" that Yang Lin mentioned is the deputy director of the Education Bureau, and also the chief official in charge of reviewing all academies in Ming City in three days. In other words, he has the power of life and death over all academies in Ming City.

"It's alright, even if he has a big appetite, we'll make him eat his fill today." Wei Bin smiled slightly, patting Yang Lin's stiff shoulder to try and relax him.

Hearing this, Yang Lin seemed to understand, "Could it be those three...?"

"Yes." Wei Bin nodded.

"Sigh... I was hoping they could be of great use." Yang Lin sighed again, knowing there was no other way; the most important thing now was to survive the calamity three days later.

Just then, Wei Bin's phone vibrated violently.

Wei Bin took out his phone from his inner pocket and glanced at it.

"Deputy Director Du is at the door."

Wei Bin and Yang Lin stood up together and went to the door to greet him personally.

Deputy Director Du had slicked-back hair, shiny and gleaming, and a large belly. He plopped

down in the head seat, and Yang Lin diligently poured him tea, while Wei Bin whispered instructions to the two maids guarding the door of the private room.

"Deputy Director, please wait a moment, the dishes will be served shortly." Wei Bin quickly omitted the word "Deputy," then

emphasized the word "Director.

" "Young Yang, Young Wei, you're too kind. Why should an old man like me be treated like this?" Deputy Director Du said, without intending to stop them.

"Deputy Director, you've worked hard and made great contributions. It's only right—it's only right." Yang Lin sat down at the last table, bowing stiffly.

The three flattered each other.

A moment later, the maid at the door gently pushed open the door, and three young women gracefully entered the private room.

The girl in the middle was about eighteen years old, tall, with bangs that reached her eyebrows and silky hair cascading down her back. She wore a red backless evening gown, smiled, and bowed to the three, saying, "I am Chen Yun, a second-year student at Guanghua Academy, seventeen years old."

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying endless allure.

The girl to Chen Yun's left wore a white off-the-shoulder V-neck dress, her flaxen hair styled in a bun,

and her clear voice, like a bird's song, said, "I am Ye Qian, a first-year student at Guanghua Academy, seventeen years old." Another girl wore a sky-blue corseted long dress, revealing her fair neck and rounded shoulders. Her straight hair cascaded down her face, pure and gentle, but her voice was the opposite, crisp and simple: "Li Ya, a second-year student, nineteen years old."

All three girls were adorned with jewelry from head to toe.

Although they already knew, Yang Lin and Wei Bin, like Deputy Director Du, stared wide-eyed.

Deputy Director Du was the first to recover, exclaiming, "I never imagined there were such beauties in the world. It's a real waste to use them for a banquet." He said this, but inwardly he was overjoyed, thinking of other things, never expecting such a reward today.

Upon hearing the words "banquet," the three girls, though already aware of the situation, still trembled involuntarily, their faint smiles stiffening.

"A beauty deserves a hero; only someone like the deputy director could enjoy such a thing," Wei Bin flattered.

Yang Lin nodded in agreement.

"What a pity," Deputy Director Du sighed.

"While I am unworthy of the title 'hero,' I know how to cherish beauties. If I were to devour these three beauties tonight, I fear I would be punished by heaven. How about this, let's just make do today and hand these three beauties over to me?"

Deputy Director Du spoke in a consultative tone, but he was certain that Yang Lin and Yang Lin would not dare to disobey.

"What kind of scheme is this fatso plotting?" Yang Lin cursed inwardly.

But on his face, he remained respectful and smiled, saying, "Of course, that's fine, but I'm afraid the deputy director will be hungry for a while. Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned to Wei Bin and instructed, "Quickly, bring them their transfer documents, and also select a few more palatable ones. Hurry up."

Wei Bin turned and left.

"Three beauties, come—sit beside me." Upon seeing such beautiful women, Deputy Director Du's voice became incredibly lewd.

Chen Yun and the other two women knew they had escaped their fate of being slaughtered, but they didn't know what Deputy Director Du was planning. Fearing they had just escaped one danger only to fall into another, they obediently sat down in the seats next to him.

With such beautiful women beside him, Deputy Director Du felt a restless urge, his penis hard as iron. He sat even straighter, wanting nothing more than to grab the three women and play with them, but he only thought about it and didn't actually feel anything.

His mouth was dry, so he drank tea in large gulps. After three pots of tea, Wei Bin returned to the private room, sweat dripping from his face. Behind him was a woman in a light yellow dress who looked no more than twenty years old.

Wei Bin handed the documents for Chen Yun and the other two women to Deputy Director Du with both hands, saying apologetically, "Wang Feng, a third-year student, will be twenty in three months.

The others will have to wait. I brought her here to give the Deputy Director a little something to eat."

"Come to my side," Deputy Director Du said, looking at Wang Feng. Although not as beautiful as the three on his right, she could still be called a beauty.

Wang Feng followed instructions and walked slowly and gracefully to Deputy Director Du's empty left side.

Deputy Director Du, anxious, didn't wait for Wang Feng to approach, grabbed him, and forcefully threw him onto the round table. He then pulled Wang Feng by the legs, dragging him in front of him.

Without any foreplay, he unbuckled his belt and, in front of the five men, thrust himself directly into Wang Feng's dry vagina, letting out a gasp that was hard to tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

The intense pain made Wang Feng beg for mercy.

Deputy Director Du ignored her, his hands moving rapidly, tearing Wang Feng's skirt, revealing her white breasts, and squeezing them forcefully as if trying to burst them.

Under the astonished gazes of the five men, Deputy Director Du made his final thrust, then ejaculated into Wang Feng's body.

Seeing Wang Feng lying there motionless, as if dead, the man was filled with rage and yelled, "If you're not dead, get up and clean yourself up!"

Hearing the yelling, Wang Feng, tears still streaming down his face, sat up, rolled off the table, knelt before Deputy Director Du, and took the deputy director's now-soft penis into his mouth.

"Alright, that's enough." Deputy Director Du pulled up his pants, grabbed Wang Feng's hair, and lifted him up, looking at his tear-streaked face with disgust.

"Take him away and clean him up. Bring him back; I want to dissect him myself."

A maidservant entered at the sound of her voice and helped Wang Feng out of the private room, giving her a thorough cleaning.

Seeing what had just happened, the five people—especially Chen Yun and the other two women—were terrified, their faces turning purple.

A moment later, Wang Feng was brought back naked. Except for her hair, every hair on her body, even her body hair, had been brushed away, leaving her skin a glaring red.

Having just vented his frustrations, Deputy Director Du seemed ten years younger, a broad smile on his face as he watched the maidservant lift Wang Feng onto the table.

Wang Feng lay flat on the table, and the maidservant retrieved a catheter, a round bucket, a grill, and other items from next door, placing them beside the round table.

"No need for that," Deputy Director Du said, waving his hand to stop a maidservant from inserting the catheter into Wang Feng's carotid artery.

With that, he forcefully pulled Wang Feng towards himself with his left hand, gesturing to Wei Bin and the others to hold down Wang Feng's limbs. At the same time, he picked up a small knife with his right hand and, without a word, cleanly and decisively cut Wang Feng's sternum down to her urethra.

Instantly, blood, intestines, and other contents gushed out.

Deputy Director Du tossed aside the knife, grabbed a chest-opening instrument, and, amidst Wang Feng's piercing screams, opened her sternum, revealing her beating heart.

Having done this, Deputy Director Du, in high spirits, threw aside the chest-opening instrument, inserted his hands into Wang Feng's body, and brutally ripped out her intestines, stomach, and other organs, scattering them everywhere. Immediately

, the warm, luxurious private room reeked of blood, with various organs strewn about.

Wang Feng was already dead, her eyes staring blankly at the chandelier above her.

At that moment, a section of her intestines, which had once belonged to her, hung from the crystal chandelier.

Wei Bin and the other four released Wang Feng, their hands suddenly feeling weak and trembling uncontrollably.

Terrified by the previous scene, they were drenched in cold sweat, a nauseating urge rising in their chests.

Chen Yun and the other two women were even more terrified, feeling that perhaps dying today was a good thing, wondering how the deputy director would torture them in the future.

Having finished everything, Deputy Director Du was covered in blood, as if he had just taken a bath in blood plasma. But his enthusiasm only grew. Ignoring everyone else, he took off his coat and said, "Stop daydreaming! Hurry up and slice this slut up; she'd make a good teppanyaki. Hmm… first, slice her breasts thinly, some appetizers."

Hearing this, the two maids snapped out of their daze, called the chef via the intercom in the private room, and fled as if their lives depended on it, leaving the once warm and luxurious but now blood-soaked room.

Three hours later, Deputy Director Du repeated his methods, killing the two women who followed him with the same brutality.

After everything was over, having eaten and drunk his fill, he changed out of his blood-stained clothes.

Deputy Director Du, his face flushed with satisfaction, led Chen Yun and the other two women, who had changed clothes and removed their jewelry, out of the Tianwaitian Restaurant affiliated with Guanghua College.

In the car, Deputy Director Du sat facing Chen Yun and the other two women.

Perhaps it was the fullness of the meal, or perhaps it was his heightened arousal, but his heart began to pound like a cat's tickle, and his penis swelled.

Finally, he forced himself to close his eyes, feigning rest.

"Sir, shall we go home now?" The driver, after waiting a moment but still not hearing any instructions from the deputy director, asked.

Deputy Director Du opened his eyes, hesitated, picked up the car phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello." A cold voice came from the other end.

"Hello! It's me—Little Du, do you remember the Chief Steward?"

"Deputy Director Du of the Education Bureau?" the voice referred to as "Chief Steward" guessed.

"Yes—yes—." Deputy Director Du nodded repeatedly with a fawning smile.

The Chief Steward asked impatiently, "What is it? Do you know what time it is?"

"I know—I know, but I just acquired several treasures, and I'm so excited. I want to present them to His Majesty immediately, but I don't know if His Majesty is already in bed." Deputy Director Du glanced sideways at the three beautiful women in front of him.

"Not yet, but you'd better hurry."

The head steward slammed down the phone, warning beforehand, "Your so-called treasure had better live up to its name, otherwise even if His Majesty doesn't bother you, you'd better not stay in your deputy director position."

Deputy Director Du put down the phone, casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and instructed the driver, "The palace, hurry, drive as fast as you can."

The driver responded and floored the accelerator.

Deputy Director Du crossed his legs, humming a tune.

He watched Chen Yun and the other two women laughing heartily, even their eyebrows seemed to be laughing with joy.

Three kilometers outside Ming City, an unnamed hill was once famous for its beautiful, dense forest, and the palace was built at the foot of the hill in the dense forest.

Deputy Director Du's car stopped in front of the forest. In front of him was a stone path less than five meters wide, nestled among the trees. The stone slabs were covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, making it feel like walking on a soft carpet.

LED lights hung from the tree trunks, treetops, and sides of the stone slabs along the road. The crisp sound of people stepping on fallen leaves activated the lights, emitting a bright but not dazzling glow.

At the end of the stone path, a strong and capable-looking man waited, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, motionless.

Upon seeing him, Deputy Director Du, along with Chen Yun and the three women, jogged closer, even more obsequious than in the car: "Master Steward."

The steward nodded, glanced at the three women behind Deputy Director Du, turned around, and led the four through the garden toward the main hall.

The palace wasn't large, not even as large as Deputy Director Du's official residence, but it was exceptionally beautiful.

Walking through the garden with its babbling water and fragrant flowers,

the five of them emerged from the garden in less than three minutes and arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

It was a domed building.

It was late at night, and Deputy Director Du and the others couldn't appreciate the building's beauty, but Deputy Director Du had heard that it was the most beautiful building in the world, without exception.

The steward led the four into the main hall.

The hall was brightly lit, yet not glaring.

What intrigued the four was the absence of a single lamp.

Despite their curiosity, they kept their heads down and followed the steward in hushed tones.

"Your Majesty," the steward said, stopping about ten paces in front of the emperor and bowing.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," the four men knelt and kowtowed. "

Rise," the emperor said softly.

It was a vibrant voice, clear and pure.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," the four men rose.

The emperor, propping his head up with his left hand, sat reclining in a large chair at the far end of the main hall.

He was intently reading a book in his right hand, not even glancing at the five men before him.

"The three peerless beauties I keep at home have reached the age to enjoy, so I have rushed here to present them to Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will accept them with pleasure," the deputy director said respectfully, head bowed.

"Keeping them at home?" The Emperor, still with his eyes on the book, said with a half-smile, "Tell me the truth."

"Actually..." Deputy Director Du, still with his head down, recounted the whole story to the Emperor.

"Oh?" The Emperor finally looked up from the book, tilted his head, and scanned the five people one by one, finally settling on Chen Yun.

"With these three women, the academy truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier institution. You've accepted their bribes; do as they ask.

As for you…"

"Arno." The Emperor turned his gaze to the head steward.

Although the Emperor didn't explicitly state it, Steward Arno seemed to understand perfectly. He walked through the door on the right at the far end of the main hall.

A moment later, he returned with a box, distributing one pill to each of the four.

At this moment, not only Chen Yun and the other two women, but even Deputy Director Du showed uncontrollable joy. He had initially thought he would at most receive a promotion to director, never expecting to receive the elixir of immortality.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The four immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Step back." The Emperor shifted his gaze back to the book.

"Yes." Deputy Director Du rose, his forehead swollen and red, but he seemed not to feel any pain, his face still bearing a joyful smile.

Deputy Director Du walked away with light steps, while Chen Yun and the other two women remained standing about ten steps in front of the Emperor.

"Your Majesty." Chief Steward Arno approached the Emperor, handing over the documents for the three women with both hands.

The Emperor glanced at the three documents casually, then, as if suddenly remembering something, frowned and asked, "Is Xiao Ning asleep now?"

"She's fast asleep," Arno replied confidently, head bowed.

"Hmm, that's good. Take them to my room, let them take a bath and have something to eat," the Emperor instructed.

After a pause, he continued, "I'm going out tomorrow. Keep an eye on Xiao Ning; the little girl's been very jealous lately."

"But—I'm not sure I can stop Miss Ning," Arno said, standing still.

"No buts!" the Emperor said, somewhat displeased.

"Your Majesty, don't play games with me," Arno said, still standing still, forcing a smile.

"That's it. You decide what to do tomorrow," the Emperor said firmly, his voice growing colder, but without any anger.

"If I can't stop her, Your Majesty, don't blame me," Arno said, leaving with Chen Yun and the other two women.

It was the same door as before.

Behind the main hall was still a garden, and walking straight through the garden led to a two-story building.

The first floor was an undivided dining room, furnished only with a long table and a few chairs.

Arno led the three women up to the second floor, which was divided into two equal sections, and into the room on the left.

The room was extremely simple, containing only a bed, a carpet, a long desk and chair, and books on the desk.

A large bed, big enough for six or seven people, was placed in the middle. To the left was a desk, and to the right was a door, opposite which was another door.

"That's the bathroom,"

said Steward Arno, pointing to the door to the right of the bed, then to the opposite door, "That's the dressing room."

"Go take a shower first. I'll have someone bring up your food and clothes. The clothes might not fit, so I'll have someone make new ones for you tomorrow."

Steward Arno then walked out, but as he was leaving, he turned back to the three women and said, "You are now essentially the mistresses of this palace, so don't be too reserved. It would be best if you took your medicine later. Miss Ning lives across the hall. It's best to close the door when you talk so as not to wake her. Also, most importantly, never go against her; it won't do you any good."

"Thank you, Steward," Chen Yun bowed sincerely to Steward Arno.

"May I ask, Steward, who is Miss Ning...?" Li Ya asked.

"You'll find out tomorrow. Just remember, don't go against her." With that, he left, closing the door behind him.

Ye Qian jumped back, throwing herself onto the soft bed, and laughed happily, "Today is truly a case of 'after the darkest hour comes the dawn.' I never imagined becoming the mistress of the palace would also bring me the elixir of immortality."

"Miss Ning, I once read about her in the newspaper. Our future might not be as pleasant as we imagine."

Chen Yun was also happy, but his mind was still on the news about Miss Ning that he had read in the newspaper.

"Not being cooked and eaten is the best thing. We can think about the future later. Anyway, the steward said not to go against her and to try to go along with her." Li Ya said with a smirk, then sank into the bed and gently bounced herself up.

"Never mind you guys, I'm taking the medicine." Ye Qian said, putting the medicine she had been holding tightly in her hand into her mouth.

Seeing this, Chen Yun and Li Ya also put their medicine into their mouths.

Instantly, the medicinal effects spread, and the three women's bodies flared up as if on fire, their skin turning bright red.

They collapsed to the ground in agony, clenching their teeth, sweat pouring down their faces.

At that moment, the door opened, and three maids entered the room, each carrying something.

One carried various pastries, another a small table and cups, and the third a stack of clothes.

Seeing Chen Yun and the others writhing in pain on the floor, the maids felt a surge of envy and jealousy.

One of the taller, more voluptuous maids gritted her teeth and said, "How about we go tell Miss Ning?"

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" The fuller-figured maid placed the small table on the carpet, neatly arranging the cups, hesitating slightly.

"What are you afraid of!" The taller maid placed the clothes on the bed and stomped hard on Chen Yun.

"They don't know anything now anyway, might as well stomp on them. They'll be trampled underfoot soon anyway."

"You go knock on Miss Ning's door?" The maid carrying the pastries placed the tray on the small table and asked the taller maid.

"Let's go together, knock and then leave," said the taller, more frivolous maid.

"I'm not going. They're all pitiful people, why bother? Maybe they'll be kind to us?" said the fuller-figured maid.

"Hmph, not at all." The taller, more frivolous maid said nothing more and turned to leave. The maid who brought

the snacks and the fuller-figured maid also turned and left.

After considering for a moment, the fuller-figured maid closed the door behind her.

About half an hour later, the high temperature subsided.

Chen Yun and the other two lay sprawled on the carpet without any decorum, their sweat soaking the carpet beneath them.

Li Ya was the strongest of the three. Seeing the small table on the carpet and the snacks on the plate, she realized someone had just been there. She struggled to sit up from the bed, which took a lot of effort.

"Give me a hand," Ye Qian said, lying on the carpet, completely exhausted, looking at Li Ya.

Li Ya braced herself on the bed with her left hand and offered her right hand to Ye Qian.

Ye Qian grabbed Li Ya's soft, white hand, and with both of them pulling together, Ye Qian finally sat up as well.

Supporting each other, the two finally stood up.

They then moved forward step by step.

"Hey...don't forget me!" Chen Yun called out to the two who had reached the bathroom door, lying on the carpet.

"You're so weak, crawl over and get something to eat first," Li Ya said to Chen Yun.

The night grew deeper.

The sounds of wind and birdsong drifted into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Chen Yun and the two women took a shower, ate some snacks from the small table, and gradually regained their strength, but the person who was supposed to appear was still nowhere to be seen.

The three women, dressed in bathrobes, lay on the soft bed, gazing at the ceiling and the soft light streaming down from it.

"Hey, say something, can't you stop being so quiet?" Li Ya nudged Ye Qian's arm with her elbow.

"So much has happened, my mind is a mess, I don't know what to say, let's be quiet for a while." Ye Qian was already staring at the ceiling, as if counting the luminous pearls embedded in it.

"Xiao Yun, what are you thinking about?" Li Ya turned to look at the gentle, serene face beside her.

"Nothing." Chen Yun's gentle voice seemed endlessly alluring.

Li Ya couldn't help but sigh; even if she were a man, she would probably be captivated by Chen Yun.

At that moment, the door opened.

The Emperor slowly walked in.

The three women jumped up from the bed in fright, staring at the man who entered.

They were surprised to find him so young, looking no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight, about 1.8 meters tall, with short hair, simply dressed—a white shirt and black trousers, no tie, not even any accessories—yet he exuded endless elegance and grace.

"Waiting for me?" The Emperor frowned, seemingly wondering why the three women hadn't gone to bed yet.

The three women nodded in agreement.

"Don't wait next time. Go to sleep now. We can talk about it later." The Emperor said, then headed towards the bathroom.

Li Ya lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and looked up at the Emperor's retreating figure, saying, "Your Majesty, shall I serve you a bath?"

"No need, go to sleep now." The Emperor entered the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

The three women woke up to a knock on the door in the morning, but the man who had been sleeping in the middle of them was nowhere to be seen.

The three women sat up and straightened their disheveled bathrobes.

"Please come in."

Steward Arno pushed open the door and stood at the entrance, saying to the three women, "Breakfast is ready."

"Thank you, Steward." Chen Yun sat on the bed and bowed.

Steward Arno silently closed the door and waited outside.

The three women got out of bed, went into the bathroom to tidy themselves up, and then came out one by one.

Steward Arno led the way.

"This place isn't very big. Although it's called a palace, it's actually just a villa where His Majesty used to stay many years ago. After breakfast, I'll show you around to familiarize you with the surroundings, since this will be your permanent residence."

Ye Qian, being thoughtful, considered for a moment.

"Master Steward, has Miss Ning gotten up? Should we go and pay our respects?"

"No, Miss Ning usually wakes up very late. Also, there aren't many rules here, so please feel free to do as you please. Apart from the forbidden area in the back mountain, the only other thing you need to be careful about is Miss Ning." Steward Arno led the three down to the second floor.

At this moment, light streamed in through the transparent walls.

The long table was filled with various breakfast items, and even a variety of drinks were prepared.

"I didn't know your tastes, so I prepared a little extra. If you need anything in the future, just tell me, or the maids or the chef." Steward Arno pulled out three chairs to the left of the head of the table and nodded, indicating that the three women would sit there from now on.

"Arno, who are you talking to? Where is the master?" Just as the three sat down and were about to eat breakfast, a voice came from down the stairs.

A short while later, a young girl came down.

She wore a short-sleeved, floor-length, grass-green, plain dress without any floral patterns. Her long hair was loose, and her figure was graceful. The only flaw was her still-childish face.

Steward Arno's expression changed slightly. He gestured to the three women and bowed, saying, "Miss Ning."

The three women stood up and curtsied.

"So beautiful." Miss Ning looked at the three women with cat-like curiosity, smiling.

"Arno, you're so naughty, bringing back such beautiful women while the master is away."

"Hello, my name is Ning Xiaoning." Miss Ning extended her delicate, white hand to the three women.

The three women held Ning Xiaoning's soft hand and introduced themselves in a low voice.

"Arno, where is the master?" Ning Xiaoning turned to look at Steward Arno, but suddenly saw several maids carrying a large stack of clothes walking in through the garden.

"Huh?" Ning Xiaoning tilted her head and waved to the maids.

"This isn't my size." She picked up a piece of clothing at random.

"Yours?" The smile on Ning Xiaoning's face disappeared. She looked at Steward Arno and then turned to stare at Chen Yun and the other two women.

Just as the three women were about to answer yes, Steward Arno stepped in front of them and said first, "The master is out, she said she won't be back until this afternoon."

"Is it yours?" Ning Xiaoning slammed the clothes she was holding onto the table, her face as cold as ice.

Steward Arno gestured to the three women with his hand behind his back to be quiet.

In this situation, even the maid who was carrying the clothes and preparing to go upstairs dared not move.

The maids serving around were even quieter.

At this moment, you could hear a pin drop.

Ning Xiaoning suddenly burst out laughing, the frost on her face melting away abruptly: "Just kidding, aren't you going to take the clothes upstairs?"

She sat on the head table and waved her hand, saying, "Sit down, what are you standing for? Breakfast should be a happy time."

Steward Arno breathed a sigh of relief and then stood beside Ning Xiaoning.

The three women, however, were not happy at all, and sat down with trepidation.

Ning Xiaoning fiddled with the cup in front of her, pushing it back and forth.

The dining room remained eerily quiet, with only the sound of the cup hitting the table.

"When did they arrive?" She continued fiddling with the cup.

"Last night," Steward Arno replied, bowing slightly.

"Last night? Who delivered them?" She stared intently at the cup, her eyes burning with a vengeance.

"Deputy Director Du."

"That fat pig?"

"Yes."

"That fat pig's got a death wish. Arno, send him to prison and have someone teach him a lesson." She gripped the cup tightly.

"Yes," Arno responded, but didn't move.

"Hmm?" She glanced at Steward Arno

, who remained standing still. "His Majesty ordered that they be shown around the area today," Steward Arno replied.

"Such a small matter, and you, a steward, have to do it? I'm quite free anyway. I'll just show them around later. It's not that big here, it'll only take about twenty minutes."

"This…" Steward Arno hesitated, completely baffled by Miss Ning's intentions.

"Can't I?"

"I'll go right away." With that, Steward Arno walked straight out.

Watching Arno's figure disappear, Ning Xiaoning swept away the breakfast the maid had just brought, pointed at Li Ya, and said, "What's so good about eating like this every day? Her breasts are so big, I'll cut them off and make sandwiches for her."

Hearing this, the maids standing nearby immediately came over, making a move to grab Li Ya.

The three girls were so frightened that they knelt on the carpet with a "plop," tears streaming down their faces—truly a sight to behold.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaoning's heart softened, and she waved for the maids to stop.

"Did you do anything you shouldn't have done with your master last night?" Ning Xiaoning asked sternly.

"No." The three women quickly shook their heads, tears streaming down their faces.

"Check them."

Hearing this, nine maids approached the three women. Two grabbed them like monkeys, while the other three each grabbed one of their legs, lifted their bathrobes, pulled down their underwear, and looked them over.

"No redness or swelling, the hymen is still intact." The three maids who were checking replied.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky. Put them down."

Ning Xiaoning snorted coldly and scolded, "Hurry up and eat, then I'll show you around."

With that, Ning Xiaoning didn't bother the three women anymore.

Breakfast began in the three women's hearts with fear and ended with their tears streaming down their faces.

Breakfast ended before nine o'clock. Everyone was uneasy and had no appetite, so it ended hastily.

"Let's go, I'll show you around." After saying that, Ning Xiaoning walked straight out, ignoring Chen Yun and the others.

Once outside, the three women finally got a clear look at this so-called palace.

It was indeed small, just as Steward Arno had described.

But it was exceptionally exquisite, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a gentle breeze, and the lingering morning mist—a veritable paradise.

Four independent buildings were constructed around a garden, with the towering domed main hall acting as a screen, shielding the other three buildings behind it, all connected by covered walkways.

A pebble path traversed the garden, connecting the main hall to the two-story building where the three women had rested the previous night.

The sound of flowing water murmured beneath the covered walkways, and various unidentified flowers bloomed vibrantly in the garden.

The entire house could be seen at a glance; there was no need to take them for a walk.

But Ning Xiaoning seemed unconcerned, silently continuing forward, with the three women following two meters behind.

Leaving the house, they walked a few steps into the dense forest.

The chill of the night still lingered in the forest.

The three women hadn't changed their clothes, still wearing thin bathrobes, and shivered uncontrollably at the slightest touch of cold.

They could only hug their arms to ward off the chill.

Ning Xiaoning, dressed in a thin, short-sleeved white dress, seemed oblivious to the chill of the place, walking silently past one lush, leafy tree after another.

The dense forest was eerily silent; even the birds seemed unwilling to sing, the only sound the rustling of leaves in the wind

.

The dense foliage blocked out the sky, the light dim and eerie.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, their sandals left their feet red and swollen, each step a painful, almost cracking pain.

The three women dared not ask, fearing an opportunity to make trouble, enduring the intense pain as they followed closely.

Ning Xiaoning, walking ahead, was no better off; her feet were also red and swollen, yet she seemed oblivious, lost in thought.

Deep within the dense forest, very deep within,

stood an iron building, guarded by two towering men, their angular muscles gleaming in the cold, their faces grim.

Upon seeing Ning Xiaoning arrive through the dense forest, the two burly men immediately knelt on one knee.

"Miss Ning,"

their hoarse, low voices pierced Chen Yun and the other two women's eardrums like needles.

Ning Xiaoning nodded in return, her voice seemingly infected by the chilling atmosphere, completely devoid of its usual vitality.

"Open the door."

The two men stood up, and as they turned to open the door, their beast-like gazes swept over Chen Yun and the other two women, as if high-temperature rays were cutting through steel.

The door, cast from a finger-thick steel frame, slowly opened, revealing a space of no more than ten square meters. A pale white light emanated from the ceiling.

Inside was only a woman whose limbs and breasts had been severed at the root.

Unable to move, she lay like a corpse on the cold steel floor, her pupils limply open, white foam oozing from her mouth, her hair greasy and matted together.

The cuts to her limbs were clean, like planed wood, revealing clear textures.

Her ribs were clearly visible.

However, there was very little blood in the room, not even the smell of blood.

Chen Yun and the other two women stared at the stick-like woman, a chill creeping into their hearts, cold sweat pouring down their backs.

"How could this be? I told her to stay conscious," Ning Xiaoning frowned, her face frosty.

"She's been tormented by a potent aphrodisiac for four hours; she's probably almost awake." As the bald, burly man spoke, another burly man brought a bucket of ice water from outside and poured it over the woman.

Upon contact with the ice water, the woman immediately sobered up, letting out a piercing scream.

"Are you all wondering why she's still alive after all this?"

Ning Xiaoning's lips curled slightly. Without waiting for Chen Yun and the other two women to answer, she sneered, "I gave her an elixir of immortality. Even the most severe injuries will heal.

Even her legs and arms, once they're put back on, will heal in a week and be back to normal in two months."

The woman regained her senses, opened her eyes, saw Ning Xiaoning in front of her, and immediately began to curse,

her voice hoarse, like the howl of a vengeful ghost. "You worthless piece of meat, if you have the guts, kill me, kill me." After cursing, she just kept repeating these words over and over, her bloodshot eyes staring intently at Ning Xiaoning, as if she wanted to swallow her whole.

"Kill you? Isn't that exactly what you want?" Ning Xiaoning chuckled.

"But you're right, today I'm here to give you a release."

"Miss Ning... why... why?" Chen Yun mustered her courage and stammered.

"Why?" Ning Xiaoning repeated, as if confirming the meaning of her words.

"Didn't I tell you? She's your ex. On her first day here, she tried to seduce the master and even tried to send me to my dinner table. So she's locked up here and given the elixir everyone dreams of." Ning Xiaoning's voice grew colder and colder, then suddenly she seemed to remember something happy and couldn't help but laugh contentedly.

"This place is too small. To avoid running out of space later, we'll have to make room for her."

Ning Xiaoning stomped on the woman's exposed ribs, blood flying like swords, but in small amounts.

"I've come to give you relief today. Are you happy?"

Ning Xiaoning rubbed her blood-stained shoe hard against the woman's body, but she couldn't get the blood off; instead, it became covered in the woman's filth.

The woman wailed, still cursing, but no one knew what she was cursing.

Her hoarse voice pierced everyone's eardrums.

"Attach her limbs, freeze her into ice blocks, then smash her. If she doesn't die then, freeze her into an ice sculpture. I want her to stay in the ice for a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred million years." Ning Xiaoning's voice was as cold as ice.

"I don't want to see her again. Have someone keep an eye on her."

"There will be absolutely no mistakes, Miss Ning, please rest assured." The bald, burly man nodded, using his other hand to wrap and secure the woman's limbs and breasts with gauze.

Chen Yun and the other two women didn't know how they got out of that steel hut. The woman screamed and wailed in their minds.

The mutilated body, stripped of its limbs and breasts, took root and grew in the hearts of the three women, eventually becoming a towering tree.

As before, Ning Xiaoning led the way, with the three women following two meters behind.

However, unlike before, when they endured the pain of the cold, they felt nothing upon returning; the image of the wailing woman occupied every space in their hearts.

Back in the small building's dining room, Steward Arno had already returned, pacing anxiously. He only relaxed when he saw the three women, who were lost in thought.

"Steward Arno is in a hurry?" Ning Xiaoning teased with a smile.

Steward Arno avoided the unanswerable question, saying seriously, "I'm unsure how to handle Deputy Director Du in the prison room."

"How to handle him?" Ning Xiaoning repeated, as if

mimicking her. Steward Arno lowered his head, waiting.

"I remember that fat pig was extremely fat." Ning Xiaoning frowned, trying hard to recall the Deputy Director Du from her memory.

"Yes."

"I heard he got the elixir yesterday too?"

"No, His Majesty ordered that he be given a fake one."

"Oh? That makes things easier, saves a lot of effort. Tell them to make that fat pig gain at least 50% weight within a month, force-feed him."

Hearing this, everyone still in the restaurant looked up in disbelief at the elated Ning Xiaoning.

Steward Arno, however, kept his head down, maintaining proper etiquette, and responded softly.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Another mountain, another forest.

On the mountaintop, the dense forest on one side acted as a screen, blocking the fierce wind on one side.

A black suit, a white shirt, and a tie as red as blood presented a deadly yet elegant man.

The emperor had stood there for hours.

Before him were four stone tablets, blank except for the marks of time.

Before each tablet lay a bouquet of flowers: lilies, violets, daffodils, and orchids, and before these four bouquets lay a large bunch of forget-me-nots.

The incense burning before the tablets had burned out, its smoke curling upwards, perhaps reaching the heavens.

"Perhaps it's true that the older I get, the lazier I become. I haven't visited you in a long time

. Don't blame me, okay?" "Last night three girls came, so beautiful, they looked just like you. Could they be your incarnations?" He chuckled softly.

"It seems I'm no different from other men; I see a pretty girl and say she looks like my lover."

"If they truly are your incarnations, it would be good if you could tell me in a dream.

I don't know if I've forgotten you, or if you've already disappeared from my life. Over the years, I've rarely dreamt of you. The regret is that the past is still vivid in my mind, but your faces are hard to recall.

Life is so desolate; lovers are destined to forget, those who stay together are destined to part. Eternity without purpose, everything is destined to be lost, leaving only a self-constructed prison."

"The departed are gone, the departed are gone; life and death, both are empty."

After this sigh, his face gradually became serious.

"The new power is ready, and the opportune moment will soon arrive. Darkness will pass, and light will be reborn. What remains will be only the darkest darkness, but I will not shrink back or be afraid as I have in the past. I will rise to the challenge and witness the arrival of light."

"I will not come to see you again."

With that, the emperor turned and left.

The dirt road on the hill was steep as a wall, but the emperor walked as if on flat ground, fast and light.

At the foot of the hill, hundreds of burly men in heavy armor stood silently. When they saw the emperor come down, they knelt on one knee and cried out, "Master."

The emperor nodded slightly in response and walked straight into the open car.

Inside the car, two rows of seats faced each other, and a young man was sitting in the seat with his back to the driver.

The young man was thin, simply dressed, with short hair and cloth shoes. He was intently fiddling with a large-caliber pistol. Upon seeing the emperor enter, he merely nodded, then, as if suddenly intrigued, began meticulously explaining the gun's specifications to the emperor. Finally, in a voice brimming with murderous intent, he concluded, "One bullet can blast a four-meter steel plate into scrap metal. I really want to know if those few bastards can withstand it."

The car started and accelerated rapidly.

Hundreds of heavily armored men ran alongside the speeding car, their speed not lagging behind at all.

"So many years have passed, and you still haven't gone back to see Arno?" the emperor asked with a light laugh, looking at the hundreds of men following closely behind.

"Brother? Just like Master, a total dullard. What's so interesting about him? He's not interested in weapons, and he's not interested in martial arts.

As a first-generation immortal, how could he possibly get sick?" The young man said with a sneer, his eyes still fixed on the gun in his hand.

He disassembled and reassembled the gun, changing it in various ways, which made me marvel at the dexterity of human hands. Yet, he continued, "Every time I go back, he grabs my hand and asks me all sorts of nonsensical questions, like he's treating me like a woman. It gives me goosebumps."

"Captain should be happy to have such a caring older brother," the driver interjected with a sinister smile.

The Emperor chuckled and turned to look at the captain, asking, "How's the preparation going?"

"Very smoothly,"

the captain put down his pistol, sat up straight, and continued, "Now we're having them imitate those bastards' speech. Only Master, Brother, the vice-captain, and I know about this. The doctor who was involved in the surgery took his family on a trip a few days ago, and they were all killed in a car accident, not a single one left."

The Emperor nodded and said nothing more.

"By the way, I just received news that Miss Ning released that woman," the driver continued.

He was the deputy captain the captain had mentioned.

"The one in the iron house?" The emperor was a little unsure.

"Yes."

"Incredible, that jealous woman."

"Actually... I think it's even more cruel. Miss Ning said she wanted to freeze that woman into an ice cube, smash it, and if she didn't die, freeze her directly into an ice cube."

"I thought she had changed her ways, but she didn't." The emperor chuckled and shook his head.

"Do as she says."

The deputy captain obeyed the order and said nothing more.

The car sped away, followed by hundreds of burly men.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Small building, restaurant.

Ning Xiaoning closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.

Ye Qian and Li Ya knelt down, supporting her legs and kneading them with moderate pressure.

Chen Yun stood behind her, massaging her shoulders.

Behind them, a pair of twin maids were unbuttoning their clothes and wiping their breasts with hot towels.

"Mmm." Ning Xiaoning groaned comfortably, opened her eyes, pointed to her genitals, and beckoned the twin maids over.

Chen Yun walked lightly between Ning Xiaoning's legs, slipped her head under her skirt, and used her teeth and tongue to move aside the soft cotton panties.

"Don't go in, stay outside," Ning Xiaoning commanded.

Chen Yun didn't reply, but showed her intention through her actions.

She pressed herself against Ning Xiaoning's vulva, her warm breath stimulating the tender skin, her tongue licking lightly and heavily, deeply and shallowly.

At Guanghua Academy, she, Ye Qian, and Li Ya were the top students, and since entering the academy, they had been its stars.

Oral sex and massage were key skills, and although she was using them on a second person today, she performed exceptionally well.

The twin maids stood on either side of Ning Xiaoning, adjusting their positions to present her cleaned breasts to her mouth.

Ning Xiaoning, without any hesitation, wrapped her arms around the two women's waists, opened her mouth, and took one of their nipples into her mouth, sucking hard. Sweet milk gushed into her mouth, and then she switched to the other.

Ye Qian and Li Ya looked strangely at the red and swollen frostbite on Ning Xiaoning's feet, then carefully moved their eyes to look at their own feet.

The redness and swelling on their feet had subsided, but Ning Xiaoning's was still glaringly visible.

"Has she not taken any elixir?"

the two women thought, and said aloud, "Miss Ning, shall we apply some medicine for you?"

They didn't know where the medicine was, so they asked in a low voice.

"No need." Ning Xiaoning released the nipple, frowning as if she was experiencing the sensation.

Suddenly, she squeezed Chen Yun's head between her legs and said unhappily,

"Use a little more force."

Chen Yun obeyed and licked even harder, his open mouth beginning to ache.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

When the emperor returned, it was just as Ning Xiaoning was releasing her climax.

With her eyes closed, she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her shoulders—a man's hands.

"Hurry up and get clean." She struggled to look up at the man behind her, her inner thighs clamping Chen Yun's head even tighter.

The air was thin, and she felt suffocated. Chen Yun had to speed up, finally managing to squeeze out from under Ning Xiaoning's skirt.

Her face and nose were covered in Ning Xiaoning's love fluid.

Seeing the three kneeling women, the emperor shook his head and gently stroked Ning Xiaoning's wrinkled nose.

"Still like this."

"Haven't eaten anything yet?" the emperor guessed.

"No, I'm waiting for Master to come back," Ning Xiaoning said with a grin.

The emperor picked up Ning Xiaoning, sat her in her chair, and placed her on his lap, his arm around her waist.

"You all go upstairs and take a bath first,"

the emperor added, looking at the three women still kneeling. "Just have a simple meal now; dinner is here tonight."

The three women obediently left and went upstairs.

The emperor glanced at Ning Xiaoning's swollen feet, somewhat displeased.

"Why aren't you applying the medicine?"

"I'm waiting for Master to return, so I can prove I didn't mistreat them. I myself have suffered terribly." Ning Xiaoning smiled,

her smile as radiant as a flower.

"You..." The Emperor shook his head, giving her delicate red lips a fleeting kiss, then beckoned to the maids around Hou Li to bring water and medicine.

The Emperor carefully washed himself, applied the medicine, and gently bandaged the wound.

Chen Yun and the other two women returned to the dining room after washing up. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Outside the door, a group of maids slowly approached, carrying trays covered with round lids.

They gently placed the trays down, making sure not to make a sound.

After setting them all down, the head maid opened the lids, revealing the head of a young girl, her expression serene, her eyelids naturally closed. If she hadn't already died, she would surely have been a beautiful and charming girl.

Ning Xiaoning climbed off the Emperor's lap and stood still, no longer smiling.

The Emperor did the same, standing up, his hands clasped tightly to his chest.

Although Chen Yun and the other two women didn't understand the meaning, they still stood up.

Beside the girl's head was a photograph and a rectangular note: the photograph showed her with a suggestive smile, and the note contained her name, date of birth, and other details.

The Emperor and Ning Xiaoning closed their eyes and murmured something, but it was too fast to understand.

After everything was finished, the maid closed the lid again and carefully carried the dish out.

Then the five of them sat down again.

"This is all we can do. Remember how they once lived in this world," the Emperor explained to the three women, then nodded to the maid to open the lid. Afterward, all the maids in the restaurant left one by one, leaving only the Emperor, Ning Xiaoning, Chen Yun, Ye Qian, and Li Ya.

The plates were arranged according to the shape of human bodies. The first row contained thinly sliced breasts; the second row held arms, ribs, back, and arms, all cut into strips the same width as a finger, except for the ribs; the third row contained only the abdomen, cut into rectangles; next to it were the labia in the fourth row; the fifth row held the buttocks, thighs, and calves, also cut into strips.

There were no hands, feet, or internal organs.

The sixth row contained a grilling plate, chopsticks, bowls, salt, and special sauces.

"Preparing the internal organs will take some time; they'll be served with other dishes tonight. We eat very simply, without fancy presentations, but we never tire of teppanyaki," the Emperor explained.

Ning Xiaoning brought over the grilling plate and other items, distributing them to everyone.

She also rearranged the plates of meat for easier access.

Finally, she dragged a chair to the head of the table and quietly sat down beside the Emperor. At this moment, she seemed to have no intention of targeting the three women, remaining silent.

The Emperor seemed to suddenly remember something, taking a four-folded envelope from his inner suit pocket and sliding it onto the table for the three women.

"These are rings symbolizing your status."

The three women lowered their heads, taking out rings engraved with their names and putting them on their ring fingers.

The rings were beautiful, but the three had no time to admire them, and dared not look Ning Xiaoning in the eye.

"Xiaoning?"

"Yes."

"Don't bully them."

"Hmph." Ning Xiaoning pouted, ignoring the Emperor completely.

The baking pan was turned on and heated up. The five women fell silent, silently adding various seasonings to their bowls according to their own preferences. The baking pan silently heated up.

After noon, nothing else happened. The Emperor sat in the main hall, leaning to one side, reading. Ning Xiaoning would occasionally sit on the Emperor's lap and swing her legs, but most of the time she was completely nowhere to be seen, her whereabouts unknown.

Chen Yun and the other two women breathed a sigh of relief, returning to their rooms to read or catch up on sleep.

Soon, night fell again.

Dinner was incredibly lavish and exquisite, a world apart from lunch.

Yet, despite this, everyone remained silent.

After dinner, the Emperor returned to his room early, washed up, and sat on the edge of the bed reading in his bathrobe. Chen Yun and the other two nestled close to him, gently resting their beautiful heads on his chest, listening to his tender heartbeat.

Without Ning Xiaoning causing trouble, the three of them naturally relaxed, their eyelids closing quietly.

The doorknob was turned and the door was suddenly pushed open.

Ning Xiaoning walked in with a faint smile, looking at the people pressed against the bed.

"Xiaoning?" The Emperor turned to look at Ning Xiaoning.

"I'll leave right away. I just came to borrow someone from Master. Anyway, Master only needs two women, so one is a bit extra." As Ning Xiaoning spoke, she grabbed Chen Yun's hand and pulled her up.

"She's the one. So pitiful, so gentle and lovely, she suits me perfectly. Goodnight, Master."

With that, she turned and walked out. Chen Yun, being led away unsteadily, turned back to the Emperor with a pleading look.

But the Emperor seemed to offer no further response, turning his eyes back to the book in his hands.

Seeing Chen Yun being taken away, Ye Qian and Li Ya felt a pang of sorrow, as if they were witnessing a shared tragedy.

Ning Xiaoning's room was furnished exactly like the room opposite, except that various fluffy plush toys were scattered across the carpet, some even taller than Chen Yun.

Ning Xiaoning slammed the door shut, throwing Chen Yun onto the carpet. Suddenly, as if remembering something she'd forgotten, she grabbed Chen Yun's chin, forcing him to turn his head to look at the round holes on either side where rope ends were visible, and then tossed a lever-like switch at Chen Yun's feet.

"I'm going to get something. You—take off your clothes and tie your hands and feet. This is a switch; red is pull, green is release. You'd better be done by the time I get back."

"Miss Ning, please spare me!" Chen Yun sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face, clinging tightly to Ning Xiaoning's legs.

"What are you afraid of? You've taken the elixir; this little pain and itch won't kill you. You're so pitiful, and your oral skills are so good. Even if I were willing, my master might not be." Ning Xiaoning grabbed a finger and pried Chen Yun's hand open.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Ning Xiaoning opened the door and left, leaving Chen Yun alone in the room.

She wiped away her tears, untied her bathrobe, and took off her bra and panties.

She picked up the straight-edged switch, pressed the green button, and four ropes emerged from the round holes.

A noose was already tied to the rope. Once the rope was long enough, Chen Yun released the button,

put the noose around her feet and wrists, and then pressed the red button.

The rope quickly pulled back, and in less than 30 seconds, Chen Yun was pulled into an "I" shape nearly a meter off the ground. The intense pull felt like it would break her limbs.

When Ning Xiaoning returned, Chen Yun was in so much pain she couldn't even scream. Her hands were weak, and the switch fell onto the carpet.

She waved the thin, flexible twig she was holding in front of Chen Yun, making a hissing sound as she swung it.

Chen Yun's breasts were beautifully shaped and perfectly sized. Her pubic hair was carefully trimmed, lying obediently below her abdomen, obscuring any view of her private parts and arousing fantasies.

But now, her taut legs were stretched into a wide split, her private parts wide open, devoid of any aesthetic appeal.

With a sharp "smack," Ning Xiaoning swung the branch, striking Chen Yun's pubic hair hard, leaving a glaring bloodstain.

The response was only Chen Yun's agonizing screams.

Ning Xiaoning stopped swinging the branch and instead grabbed Chen Yun's pubic hair, yanking it hard and presenting the hair, still attached to the roots, to Chen Yun.

"Look—your beautiful pubic hair. By the way, you must be wondering why it hurts so much? I don't mind telling you, the elixir has a side effect—your body becomes extremely sensitive. The pain you feel is at least three times that of a normal person. Enjoy it."

Twice in a row, Chen Yun, already weak, could no longer scream, only murmured pleas for mercy and tears streaming down his face.

Ning Xiaoning, enraged, moved behind Chen Yun, swinging the branch rapidly, each strike leaving a bloody welt, but strangely, no blood flowed.

Chen Yun's screams, initially intense, gradually faded to a near-death state, his tears seemingly dried up. The door opened again, catching Ye Qian and Li Ya's hearts in their throats.

Ning Xiaoning dragged Chen Yun in by the hair and threw her to the foot of the bed. Her entire body—breasts, thighs, buttocks, face, back—was covered in glaring bloodstains; her once fair skin was now gone. The Emperor got out of bed, held Chen Yun in his arms, and seeing the once beautiful and lovely girl now so hideous, his anger flared. "Xiaoning, you've gone too far." Ye Qian and Li Ya, seeing Chen Yun's state, were too frightened to move. Ning Xiaoning's gaze swept over them, finally settling on the Emperor: "Does Master feel sorry for her?" "Xiaoning!" The Emperor suppressed his rage. "You—Ye Qian, right! Get to my room tomorrow. Li Ya—you—the day after tomorrow!" Ning Xiaoning pointed at the two women, roaring angrily. "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" The emperor's anger was on the verge of exploding. "Unless Master sends Xiaoning to the dinner table, it's not just tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, but next month, and the month after that," Ning Xiaoning retorted sharply. "Anyway, Xiaoning is just livestock; being sent to the dinner table is only a matter of time. Isn't that what Master thinks?" Hearing this, the emperor's anger suddenly subsided. He picked up Chen Yun and handed her to the other two women, then walked to Ning Xiaoning, wanting to give her a hug and offer her some comfort. But Ning Xiaoning dodged him, her eyes filled with tears. "Why is it these three random women instead of Xiao Ning who shares the master's bed? Why are you so cruel to Xiao Ning? She's a girl, and she willingly asked for it, but the master never listens. Why?" With that, she slammed the door shut. The moment the door closed, an angry voice echoed, "If you two dare not come, that woman from this morning will be your example." The emperor sighed. How could he not know Ning Xiao Ning's thoughts, her love, but many things couldn't be explained. He could only sigh silently. "There are medicine and gauze in the bathroom cabinet. Go get them." The emperor held Chen Yun, covered in blood, his heart overflowing with tenderness. That night, Ye Qian and Li Ya were sleepless, their eyes opening listlessly, their pupils seemingly unable to focus, so they couldn't see anything.

The Emperor sat in his chair, cradling Chen Yun, wrapped in gauze like a mummy, in his arms. Each time he heard Chen Yun's painful whimpers, his heart ached. And at those moments, he couldn't help but think of the girl in the opposite room—was she asleep?

Chapter Three:

Many years ago, the world was controlled by the Supreme Council of Elders.

To this day, that period is known as the Dark Ages.

At the end of the Dark Ages, seven kings, with unparalleled power, defeated the army of the Supreme Council of Elders.

They were the first generation of immortals.

After the Dark Ages ended, seven continents separated by oceans were ruled by seven kings, ranked by power: the Bright King, the Ice King, the Calendar King, the Dark King, the Sun King, the Moon King, and the Music King.

They are the seven emperors known to people today. The Bright

King controlled the largest continent, with over a thousand cities of varying sizes under his jurisdiction.

However, the Bright King had never been interested in politics, leaving everything to the council.

In seven hundred years, he had only issued one decree: women who had not graduated from university were forbidden from being slaughtered.

This order elicited mixed reactions, with some rejoicing and others grieving, but the rejoicers couldn't fully express their joy, and the grieving dared not speak out.

However, those who preferred tender women always found a way to circumvent this ban, leading to the emergence of numerous short-term schools, some with semesters lasting only a month.

These schools were mostly unknown—and dared not be—the ones that truly captivated everyone were the women graduating from more conventional schools, especially the top schools in major cities. Often, orders would follow the girls as soon as they enrolled.

Women who could enter these top schools were top-notch in terms of appearance, quality of flesh, and sexual skills; most importantly, all graduating girls were virgins.

On this day, Yang Lin, the principal of Guanghua College, issued a city-wide announcement that to celebrate three girls becoming "imperial concubines," all female students would be awarded their graduation certificates early. A celebratory banquet would be held on the campus lawn three days later, attracting many social elites.

Such early graduation certificates had only occurred twice since Yang Lin took over as principal.

The first time was three days prior, as a last resort to bribe Deputy Director Du.

This time, it was to celebrate the emergence of three "Imperial Consorts" at Guanghua Academy, something even more gratifying than succeeding as a top-tier school.

On the afternoon the announcement was made, the third-year students of Guanghua Academy received their graduation certificates and then uniformly removed their specially made, extremely durable underwear—the kind designed to ensure virginity until graduation, symbolizing their official transformation into edible livestock.

The happiest people that day were undoubtedly the male students from the culinary school who were interning at Guanghua Academy.

They came to Guanghua Academy to understand the anatomy of livestock, but their understanding was limited to observation, which caused them immense distress. After all, so many beautiful girls were right in front of them, yet they couldn't take any action; their so-called internship had become a painful abyss.

But that day, they were finally liberated. Thousands of third-year female students uniformly removed their special underwear and walked naked across the campus.

That day, they wished they had ten days' worth of penises and dozens of hands to fuck these girls they could only look at before.

Xiao Yue is the new generation of Guanghua Academy's mascot, following Chen Yun, Ye Qian, and Li Ya.

According to the normal procedure, after graduation, she would be assigned to the Tianwaitian Restaurant to be made into exquisite dishes, becoming a meal for some high-ranking official of the empire.

But the school anniversary announcement that day shattered all of this.

That afternoon, she was taken to the playground behind the college, where dozens of boys lined up to have sex with her. Of course, those boys in line were not idle either; they had other girls on top of them.

Whenever the boys were unable to continue, they would force handfuls of Viagra, which had a strong effect, into their mouths, just to ruthlessly ravage these girls who would be cooked into dishes three days later.

To conserve energy, Xiao Yue was dragged to the soccer goal, hung from the goal with her hands, and after the height was carefully adjusted, her legs were spread apart into a "I" shape.

The boys effortlessly thrust into Xiao Yue's anus and vagina.

Until finally, Xiao Yue's anus and vagina could no longer close, and semen kept flowing out of the two holes. Her body and face were already covered with dried semen.

A boy shouted, "Go get a bucket of salt! Marinate this slut! She

'll be delicious at the school anniversary celebration!" With that, he pulled out a knife and made a half-inch-long cut on Xiao Yue's body.

True to their culinary school background, each cut was almost perfectly uniform in length, width, and angle.

A group of boys simultaneously began rubbing salt onto Xiao Yue's body.

However, blood was already flowing profusely, and the salt was quickly washed away.

"Bastard, gut her!" the boy cursed, watching one of the boys slit open Xiao Yue's stomach.

Xiao Yue's intestines spilled onto the ground.

The boy, cursing, reached into Xiao Yue's stomach and yanked out her liver, kidneys, and other internal organs.

Xiao Yue was on the verge of death, blood and foam constantly bubbling from her mouth.

Her tongue had already been severed at the root.

A burly boy punched Xiao Yue in the mouth, knocking out several teeth with blood.

The man was very dissatisfied that his punch hadn't knocked out most of her teeth.

He shouted as if he'd discovered a new continent, "Bring this slut's large intestine, and shove the shit into her mouth!"

The man who was pulling out Xiao Yue's internal organs was excited, grabbing her and trying to pull them out.

He pulled several times, but couldn't tear them off.

"It's connected to her anus, how can you tear it off?" The man said, pulling out a small knife he carried with him, and with two quick cuts, severed Xiao Yue's anus from her buttocks.

He pulled the large intestine with such force that it tore off along with the anus.

Excitedly, he shoved the anus into Xiao Yue's mouth, continuously squeezing the shit from the large intestine into her mouth.

Xiao Yue was dead; shit kept falling out of her mouth, and the large intestine was empty.

"Bring a few more. Hurry up. I don't believe I can't squeeze them in," the man cursed.

Following instructions, someone disemboweled the girl being penetrated, reaching inside to pull out her large intestine, severing it, and tossing it to the boy like a treasure.

Looking at the girls who had once brought them pleasure but were now writhing in pain, they hatched a plan. They also reached inside and pulled out their uteruses and ovaries, throwing them to the boy in the same manner.

"That slut's belly's empty, give her something to fill it,"

one man laughed, picking up the tossed uteruses and ovaries and stuffing them inside.

The girls writhing in pain on the ground seemed to ignite the anger of some of the boys. Some ran back to their dormitories, grabbing cleavers.

With all their might, they hacked at the girls' bodies.

Blood spurted, pooling on the ground, the stench of blood filling the air.

The sun set, night fell, and the crowd dispersed.

Xiao Yue had been dead for a long time, and hundreds of girls were dead too.

Xiao Yue's empty belly had been stuffed with more than twenty uteruses and ovaries.

Her body was covered in half-inch-long knife wounds, the cuts stuffed with thick salt, the blood no longer flowing.

Two gruesome knife wounds on either side of her face severed the muscles, her jaw dangling limply, excrement and urine constantly spilling from her mouth.

Her eyes had been gouged out and stuffed into her still-intact vagina.

Her legs, stretched into a "I" shape, were broken, her ribs snapped and pulled out of her body, her breasts nowhere to be found.

On the grass, the dead girl's body, chopped into pieces and mixed with her internal organs, was scattered everywhere.

Someone had drawn a picture of a pregnant pig with dozens of uteruses, which was mixed in with the uterus and ovaries and stuffed into Xiao Yue's body.

The new generation's face of Guanghua Academy died like this, not as a delicious dish, but on this grass reeking of blood and excrement.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The principal's office was brightly lit.

Yang Lin lay on a large, soft chair, a man kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Principal Yang, please, I'll kowtow to you..." The man knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, the sound echoing dully in the empty office.

"What's the use of kowtowing to me? Being taken advantage of at the school anniversary celebration is incredibly lucky. Don't even mention your daughter, my daughter would be the same." Yang Lin was very dissatisfied with the man.

Aren't women just for eating and playing with? And he was actually fighting to the death for that reason.

The man continued to kowtow.

"Fine... fine, then..." Yang Lin pressed a button on his desk.

A moment later, a girl in a miniskirt walked in.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail, a petite figure, and large breasts and buttocks that were so prominent that her skirt and bra only covered half of them.

"My daughter, Yang Yi, is still a virgin. I originally wanted to play with her myself, but now I'll let you play with her for a few days. Don't whine to me anymore. You're lucky I didn't take back the money I gave you since Chen Yun wasn't taken advantage of." Yang Lin looked at the still-kowtowing man with a dark face.

The man knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, without even glancing at Yang Yi, whose legs were spread wide and dripping with vaginal fluid.

"Damn it." Yang Lin, enraged, stood up abruptly, walked behind Yang Yi, pressed her upper body down with one hand, and pulled out his penis with the other. Using the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, he effortlessly inserted it into Yang Yi's virgin vagina.

"Oh..." Yang Lin's penetration was rapid; the pain of losing her virginity instantly turned into a comfortable moan.

Yang Lin held Yang Yi's waist, his lower body moving rapidly, cursing, "Fuck your mother, don't think that just because Chen Yun is an imperial concubine, I won't dare touch you. Fuck... if you push me too far, I'll get other schools to issue graduation certificates to all your daughters."

"Oh... um... so good... Daddy... harder... fuck your daughter to death..." Yang Yi moaned.

Yang Lin, still holding Yang Yi's waist, slowly walked to the man's head, her vaginal fluid dripping onto the man's hair.

"Damn... how is my daughter any worse than yours... fuck your mother... you slut... so horny right after losing your virginity... even hornier than your sister... fuck... fuck you to death..." Yang Lin cursed, not knowing who he was cursing.

The door opened again, and a girl who looked no more than eleven years old walked in, wearing clothes that were practically naked, revealing messy pubic hair sticky with fluid and her undeveloped labia.

"Dad, why are you so angry?" The girl swayed her hips as she walked over, crawled between Yang Lin's legs, and opened her mouth to lick the point where Yang Lin and Yang Yi were joined.

The vaginal fluid no longer dripped onto the man's hair, but was all licked into the girl's mouth.

Yang Lin erupted, ejaculating all of it into Yang Yi's uterus with a series of hard thrusts.

He pulled out his penis, and the girl turned around, aimed her mouth at Yang Yi's vaginal opening, and sucked hard.

"Daddy... fuck me... fuck me..." Yang Yi's extinguished lust was rekindled.

The young girl sucked all the semen into her mouth, swallowed it without hesitation, then threw Yang Yi aside and turned to lick the liquid sticking to Yang Lin's penis.

After finishing, the girl stood up and bent over slightly.

"Daddy...come quickly..."

Yang Lin's penis stood up again and easily inserted into the girl's anus.

The girl took a deep breath and cursed at Yang Yi, who was lying limp on the ground: "Bitch, aren't you going to get up and lick my hole?"

Yang Yi got up, crawled between the girl's legs, and opened her mouth to lick the girl's vagina vigorously, occasionally sticking her tongue out...

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/52467.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=52467&aspx=1

Previous Page : "The Decisive Battle of Wending (When the Peach Ripens)" - Chapter 115: Caution (Second Update)

Next Page : "The Legend of Romance" - Chapter 742 One Dragon and a Flock of Phoenixes (10)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

New Moon: Betrayal, Chapters 1 & 2

comment Open a new window to view comments