[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - 12

In Chapter Seven of the third episode,

Li Xiaomin rode his horse forward, passing by his large restaurant. He went inside to find Chen Dexiu and instructed him to buy several maids and deliver them to a certain residence. The maids were to be delivered through two separate gates, and Chen Dexiu himself was not to go; instead, he was to send servants to carry them. All the details were explained.
Chen Dexiu, seeing that his boss had given the order, bowed and accepted the task, also reporting on the restaurant's operations.
After reporting the profits from the various restaurants to Li Xiaomin, Chen Dexiu added, "Eunuch Li, we made quite a bit of money from those books we published a few days ago. They're all over Jinling City, everyone's saying they're great. We're currently working overtime to print them, and they're basically sold out as soon as they're released. Should we publish more books in the future to make even more money?"
Li Xiaomin's spirits lifted. He was surprised that the profits from publishing were comparable to those from running the restaurant; it truly was a highly profitable industry.
Li Xiaomin's face lit up with joy. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Since those books are still in short supply, print more of them first. Once you've made enough money, then think about other books."
Leaving the restaurant, Li Xiaomin spurred his horse towards the palace, pondering whether he should become a novelist, like the most famous martial arts novelists of his previous life, writing chivalrous tales of the Tang Dynasty and striving for lasting fame.
Thinking back to his previous life, when the internet was prevalent, anyone could write a novel and put it online for others to read, even if it was riddled with errors or written by someone who hadn't finished elementary school. While some laughed and criticized, others adored it. This was a world of difference compared to the era of literary control, where only a group of literary scoundrels and lackeys dominated the literary world and completely disregarded the people's tastes.
Li Xiaomin had no other talents, but he had read many novels. Any random excerpt could become a timeless masterpiece, more than enough to awe the people of this era. If he wanted to be a writer, he could freely choose from the works of thousands of writers in the past, and probably no one throughout history could match his fame.
He recalled reading a book online about a man who dreamt he returned to the 1990s, memorized all the novels he had read, and became a great writer, his fame resounding throughout the world. But in this era, there was no competition. If Li Xiaomin wanted to succeed, his achievements would be hundreds of thousands of times greater.
Li Xiaomin wondered if he should switch careers and become a literary youth. Without those incompetent literary authorities suppressing him, he should be able to succeed easily, right? Lost in thought, he rode his horse back to the palace.
He was too lazy to inspect the imperial kitchen and went straight to his room. As soon as he entered, he was greeted by a fragrant breeze, and a hand quickly reached out and grabbed his ear, scolding, "Little Minzi, where have you been playing? I've been waiting here for ages!"
The soft, jade-like hand on his ear was instantly recognizable to Li Xiaomin, and he quickly pleaded, "Good sister, don't pull! I went out of the palace to buy things!"
Princess Changping's grip loosened slightly, then tightened again, and she said bitterly, "I've been waiting for you here, and you've gone out to enjoy yourself outside the palace! Tell me, where have you been playing?"
Li Xiaomin knew she was jealous of his freedom to leave the palace while she was confined to her lonely chambers. He quickly smiled ingratiatingly, "Good sister, I'm going out to buy things, I don't have time to play! Look, I've run so much just to buy food for tomorrow, my legs are so thin! Don't worry, sister, I'll buy you some cute little trinkets later. The things sold outside are very interesting!"
Princess Changping released her grip, huffing, "You're just being glib again, trying to make me happy! I don't want anything else, just buy me some books to read, that's enough!"
Li Xiaomin was taken aback and asked, "What books?"
Princess Changping... He pulled a book out from behind him and said, "Here, it's this kind of book!"
Li Xiaomin glanced down and recognized it as his own just from the cover. He couldn't help but feel secretly proud: "I really am a genius writer! My romance novel has already reached the palace so quickly! Hehe, this proves that the books I wrote on that website before weren't popular not because they were bad, but because all the readers didn't know their value!"
He coughed solemnly and asked knowingly, "Such a famous novel, I wonder which talented writer wrote it?"
Princess Changping was taken aback by his question and then covered her face. She chuckled, "It's funny, the author of this book is a horse!"
Li Xiaomin's smile immediately froze. He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and blurted out, "What horse? That's his pen name, 'Alexandre Dumas'!"
Princess Changping covered her mouth with her sleeve and giggled, "Isn't 'stud' even worse? It's strange that anyone would choose that name!"
Li Xiaomin was indignant. He reached for the book in her hand, turned to the page with the author's name, and was about to show it to her to teach this illiterate sister a lesson when he suddenly froze: in the author's name section, the words "Great Stud" were clearly written!
Li Xiaomin was both shocked and angry. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that he had asked the scholars responsible for copying the novel to write the author's name as "Alexandre Dumas" on the pages, using his favorite author's name as the pen name for his debut work. Who knew that those scholars were so uneducated that they didn't even know such a famous author and had written "Stud" instead!
Li Xiaomin gritted his teeth in anger, put down his book, and thought he would definitely deduct their wages severely as punishment for misspelling the keywords.
Princess Changping saw his face turn red and then pale, and was very puzzled, but she was eager to see the new novel, so she urged him, "Go buy it quickly, don't wait a couple of days, these books will be banned!"
Li Xiaomin was startled, looked up at Princess Changping's pretty face, and asked suspiciously, "Why would you ban these books?"
Princess Changping shook her head and sighed, "Who knows what happened? Yesterday someone reported to Father that my brother, the Crown Prince, and Xiao Xu were hiding at home reading pornographic books. Father was furious and ordered people to go to their residences and confiscate those books. They only glanced at them for a few moments, but Father was so angry that he had them severely reprimanded and forbidden from leaving the house for the next few months. I heard that Father has already issued an order to thoroughly investigate these books, and in a few days, all the books in the market will be banned!"
Li Xiaomin stamped his feet and sighed deeply, never expecting that his book would become a banned book. It seems the order hasn't reached the local governments yet, so Chen Dexiu is unaware of these matters. What's in these books anyway? Just descriptions of love and sex, nothing explicit at all. That emperor is truly ignorant; he must be impotent himself and jealous of others' pleasure to ban these books!
Thinking back to when he read books online, he often saw good novels inexplicably banned, simply because they contained a little bit of erotic description. Someone would report them to the management. And to avoid being caught by the government, the novel websites had no choice but to quickly delete or revise those books within a time limit. Anyway, with so many famous novels on the site, one or two wouldn't matter.
This emperor, so fond of banning books, if he were in that era, he'd be more suited to be an online bookstore administrator; there would be so many books to ban!
Or perhaps, all bookstore administrators have the potential to be emperors?
Li Xiaomin pondered, who could possibly have such a deep grudge against him that they would secretly frame him? He'd seen banned novels on websites before, once because a certain book made it onto the new release charts, thus blocking someone's path, which led to a lawsuit. Actually, other books had even more explicit and suggestive descriptions, but since it didn't occupy a spot on the charts, no one bothered to sue it. Could his situation be the same?
He thought for a moment, then immediately shook his head: In this era, he had no competitors. Who would falsely accuse him out of jealousy? Even if there were seven or eight competitors, in such a large market, the competition wouldn't be as cutthroat and bloody as the thousands of authors vying for rankings on novel websites. Would it be worth resorting to such despicable tactics?
Confused, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but ask, "Who denounced the two princes, and why?"
Princess Changping frowned slightly and sighed, "Some say it was my eldest brother, but I don't know if it's true."
Li Xiaomin knew in his heart that the eldest brother she was referring to was the eldest prince, Li Xiong, and suddenly realized, "That's it! He denounced his own brother to compete for the throne, to make Li Yu dislike them and prevent them from vying for the throne! Humph, I've disliked this guy for a long time, and I only spared him because of the princesses. Instead, he's become even more ruthless, turning against his own brothers and dragging me into it!" Just as he
was secretly resentful, Princess Changping patted his head again and asked, "Xiaomin, shouldn't you hurry up and leave the palace to buy some books for me to read? If you're too late, you won't be able to buy any!"
Li Xiaomin chuckled dryly, "Don't worry, Princess, I have some acquaintances outside... " "Even if these books are banned, I can still buy them! Just tell me what book you want, and I'll go buy it for you!"
Princess Changping was overjoyed, took the book, and smiled with a blush, "This is perfect!"
Li Xiaomin glanced at it and saw that the book was a copy of a romance novel by Qiong Yao, which he had only written one of this type. He hadn't had time to write any others yet, and he couldn't help but worry. But he could only agree, thinking to himself, "There's no other way. I'll have those scholars work overtime for a few more days to finish a new Qiong Yao novel! Sigh, what can I do? She's my backer in the palace!"
Looking up at Princess Changping's beautiful face, Li Xiaomin's heart fluttered. He thought of the lewd behavior of Consort Yi when she possessed Princess Changping and made love to him, and the charming appearance of Princess Changping when she was unconscious and pleasing him. His mind wandered, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look too much, lest he reveal his true colors in a moment of excitement.
Princess Changping looked at his fair and handsome face, recalling the romantic descriptions in novels, and couldn't help but be slightly moved. Her face flushed, and she smiled, "I forgot something. Sister Zhenping said that you should come with us out of the palace to see a man named 'Li Bai.' I heard that he looks a lot like you!"
Li Xiaomin was startled and quickly declined, "I wouldn't dare! Your Highness is of noble birth; how can you leave the palace so easily? If anything happens to you, I could have several heads, but they wouldn't be enough to pay for it!"
Princess Changping raised an eyebrow, grabbed his ear, and shouted, "You audacious little man! I'm asking you to go, how can you say no? Tell me, are you going or not?"
Just as Li Xiaomin was about to shake his head, a small fist landed on his head, hitting him hard and making him feel quite painful. Helpless, he could only nod in agreement, his face contorted with worry as he pondered how to get through this ordeal.
Seeing his immediate agreement, Princess Changping was in high spirits. She pulled him onto the bed, gently stroking the bumps on his head, soothing him softly as if comforting a younger brother.
Nestled in Princess Changping's warm embrace, feeling her delicate hands on his head, Li Xiaomin felt incredibly comfortable, a sense of ease rising within him: "Having such a sister isn't bad at all. Although she always bullies me, this is actually quite comforting!"
Seeing that it was getting late, Princess Changping, not wanting her mother to be unable to find her at dinnertime, comforted Xiaomin a few more times before leaving. Before departing, she reminded him not to forget what she had said.
Watching her happily walk down the road with her book, her beautiful figure disappearing into the flowerbeds, Li Xiaomin rubbed his head and smiled bitterly, unsure what to do.
He could deal with the meeting with Li Bai later; now he needed to find someone to notify Chen Dexiu to hide all the forbidden books and erase all evidence related to him to avoid further losses.
Now, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but reflect inwardly. Why was his book banned? Had he really read too many books and been infected by the people on the book website, turning himself into a pervert?
After thinking for a long time, Li Xiaomin finally shook his head firmly. He firmly believed in his heart that although many people in that era were perverts, Li Xiaomin himself was absolutely—
not! a! pervert!!!
On the pleasure boats of the Qinhuai River, several distinguished guests arrived, forcing the talented and beautiful Qin Xian'er to personally greet them, declining all other guests for their sake—a rare occurrence indeed.
The reason for this was that one of the guests produced the Crown Prince's gold token, claiming to be a guest invited by the Crown Prince. Because the Crown Prince was under house arrest and could not accompany them, they had no choice but to use the Crown Prince's gold token to come out and have fun on their own.
People so highly regarded by the Crown Prince were naturally extraordinary. Therefore, no one dared to offend them, and the pleasure boat manager hurriedly asked the other guests to leave and respectfully invited these guests in.
The first two guests, two handsome young men, waited for a while, saying they were waiting for someone.
Princess Changping, dressed as a man, sat in the cabin of the flower boat, gazing at the bright moon and stars outside the railing. A gentle breeze made her feel refreshed, and she secretly rejoiced. She was glad she had secretly left the palace; otherwise, how could she have come to the famous Qinhuai River in the capital and seen such beautiful scenery?
Looking up at Qin Xian'er, who sat at the main table in the distance, Princess Changping couldn't help but admire her. Indeed, she was the most famous beauty on the Qinhuai River; so intelligent and beautiful, even she herself felt a pang of pity upon seeing her. She wondered if her musical skills were as moving as the legends described.
Qin Xian'er was also curiously observing her. These two young men were rarely so handsome; one stood behind the other, seemingly his servant. However, their clothes were not those of a servant, but rather the same elegant blue robes of a young nobleman. The relationship between the two was inscrutable.
What was particularly astonishing was that the standing boy resembled the poet Li Bai, whom she had met before. If it weren't for his young age and childish appearance, Qin Xian'er might have mistaken him for someone else. Could he be Li Bai's brother?
Noticing her gaze, Princess Changping turned to look at the young man standing with his head bowed behind her, feeling a mixture of confusion and worry. Since leaving the palace, the young man had remained silent. When asked, he only said he was ill, had caught a cold, and was in pain all over, making movement difficult, and didn't want to talk much.
If this was the case, forcing him out would only make him uncomfortable. But she and her sister had already made an appointment; this was the only time they could all get together. If they missed it, she feared she would never see the person who looked so much like the young man again.
Princess Changping withdrew her gaze and sighed inwardly. To please her, the young man had forced himself to go out even while ill; she hadn't treated him well enough.
There was nothing she could do but wait until they returned to the palace and treat him better to make amends. Thinking of this, Princess Changping was about to gently call Xiaominzi to sit down and have some tea and fruit when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the cabin door.
The beautiful women on the pleasure boat, who had been waiting at the bow, soon saw two more handsome young men board the boat; they were guests invited by the two earlier. They hurriedly led the two into the spacious cabin, then curtsied and withdrew.
Princess Changping, sitting behind the table, saw the young man walking in alongside Princess Zhenping, who was dressed as a man. Her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "He really does look very much like Xiaominzi! If he weren't a little taller, with slightly darker skin, and seemingly a year or two older, even Xiaominzi himself wouldn't recognize him!"
Princess Zhenping led Li Bai into the cabin. Seeing her sister and Xiaominzi already waiting there, she smiled slightly, pulled Li Bai over, and introduced him to Princess Changping, saying, "This is Li Bai, the one I told you about before." Introducing her beloved to her sister, she felt both pleased and shy.
Li Bai stepped forward, bowed deeply to Princess Changping, and smiled, "I am Li Bai, greetings to...Young Master!"
Hearing his magnetic and gentle voice, Princess Changping blushed slightly, stood up and returned the greeting, saying, "Greetings, Young Master Li. I have long admired your name, it is truly remarkable! Meeting you today, I can confirm your extraordinary character!"
Li Bai smiled and humbly thanked him, then looked up and saw Xiao Minzi standing behind Princess Changping. He couldn't help but smile slightly and said, "This must be Brother Xiao Minzi, right? I've heard so much about you. You do indeed resemble me quite a bit. If I didn't know I had no brothers, I would probably consider you my brother too!"
Xiao Minzi bowed deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "Greetings, Young Master Li. I'm feeling unwell and have difficulty moving around. Please forgive my clumsiness."
Li Bai quickly said, "Since you're unwell, Brother Xiao Minzi, why don't you go back and rest? It'll be better if everyone gets to see each other."
Princess Zhenping walked to his side and smiled, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Since you're already out, why not enjoy yourself for a while before going back?" Her gaze towards Xiao Minzi was full of contempt, showing no concern for the little eunuch's illness.
Beside her, Li Bai felt a deep unease, cursing inwardly, "Aren't eunuchs human too? Can you just humiliate and despise them like this? Humph, once we're in bed, I'll torture you to death, or I'm not Li Xiaomin!"
Indeed, this young man calling himself Li Bai was the real Li Xiaomin. The listless Xiaominzi opposite him was actually Yue Niang in disguise, possessing the zombie and barely controlling its movements. The zombie, in turn, was created by Li Xiaomin, disguised as a man, who had moved the facial muscles and bones of a short, beautiful female zombie he had previously subdued, transforming it into its current form.
Although he could maintain this for a while, Li Xiaomin worried that he would be exposed eventually. However, neither princess wanted to leave, so he could only stay, sitting behind the table with Princess Zhenping, facing Princess Changping's table across the room.
Seeing the young couple, seemingly of homosexual interest, arrive hand in hand, Qin Xian'er felt a pang of discomfort. She forced a smile and said, "You gentlemen's presence is an honor to my humble abode. I have no way to repay you but to offer you a piece of music."
Li Xiaomin rolled his eyes, clearly not interested in hearing her music, and bowed, smiling, "I have already heard your exquisite music, Master Qin. I have heard that you are proficient in all kinds of musical instruments. May I learn from your exceptional skills?"
Qin Xian'er was taken aback; this was the first time she had encountered a man who so bluntly said he didn't want to hear her music. However, she wasn't angry. She smiled slightly and said, "In that case, I will play a piece on the zither for you, Young Master Li, to judge."
A maidservant hurriedly brought over a beautifully decorated zither and placed it on Qin Xian'er's table, taking away the original zither. She stood aside, secretly watching the strikingly handsome young couple, her cheeks slightly flushed, her heart filled with envy.
A small incense burner lit incense, filling the hall with a delicate fragrance. Qin Xian'er sat solemnly behind the table, her jade-like fingers lightly plucking the strings, her melodious voice accompanying the beautiful strains of the zither, creating an exquisitely moving effect.
Her voice was incomparably beautiful; even Li Xiaomin, who wasn't particularly fond of ancient instruments, couldn't help but stare, secretly praising, "Why doesn't she live in our time? She's so beautiful, and her voice is incredibly lovely. In less than six months, she'll be a new pop diva! Wang Fei, Na Ying, the Four Little Heavenly Queens—they'll all bow down before her!"
Princess Zhenping and Princess Changping, hearing her celestial music for the first time, were completely captivated, their faces showing a dazed expression, as if they were floating in a misty cloud. Princess Zhenping involuntarily leaned against Li Xiaomin, pressing her face against his chest, listening intently to Qin Xian'er's beautiful singing.
Qin Xian'er was resentful of Li Bai's previous disrespectful treatment of her music, which was why she unusually took the initiative to sing, as a way of provoking him. After the song ended, she saw him staring at her, completely mesmerized, drooling. Feeling a surge of pride, she smiled, her beauty as radiant as spring sunshine.
A quick glance revealed another boy in his arms, their posture intimate. Feeling utterly bored, she lowered her head, wondering why anyone would be attracted to someone of the same sex. Wasn't that incredibly strange?
The singing subsided for a while before the audience gradually came to their senses. Li Bai clapped and exclaimed, "Truly a beautiful voice and a wonderful melody! The title of 'Master Qin's unparalleled singing and dancing' is well-deserved!"
Qin Xian'er smiled and humbly declined. Princess Changping also came to her senses. Seeing her elder sister nestled in Li Bai's arms, looking completely infatuated, she couldn't help but feel a slight pang of jealousy. She gave a soft snort, glanced back at Xiaominzi, and thought to herself, "Even someone as dark-skinned as him, my sister likes! Xiaominzi is so much better; his skin is so fair and tender. Every time I touch it, it feels so comfortable!"
Princess Zhenping lay in her beloved's arms, lost in reverie for a while, before finally snapping out of it. Seeing her sister's strange gaze, she felt extremely embarrassed and struggled to get away from Li Xiaomin's embrace. However, Li Xiaomin held her tightly, his hands secretly groping her body, making her feel incredibly ashamed. She dared not move too much so that her sister wouldn't notice, but instead secretly pinched Li Xiaomin's waist muscles in protest.
Seeing the two handsome young men openly flirting and behaving indecently at the banquet, Qin Xian'er couldn't bear to watch any longer. Suppressing her revulsion, she forced a smile and said, "Young Master Li's poetic talent is extraordinary. Would you be so kind as to compose another poem, so that we mere mortals can also hear the brilliance of Li Bai?"
Li Xiaomin withdrew his hands from Princess Zhenping's body, scratched his head, and racked his brains for a long time. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he sighed leisurely, "Since Lady Qin has given the order, I will certainly comply."
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the cabin. Looking up at the bright moon and stars, feeling the refreshing night breeze on his face, he turned back, his deep gaze falling on Qin Xian'er, making her heart skip a beat. His gaze then fell on Jinse in front of her, and he parted his lips slightly, reciting in a magnetic voice:
"The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason, each string and bridge evokes thoughts of bygone years;
Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, the Emperor Wang's heart was entrusted to the cuckoo.
The moon shines brightly over the sea, pearls weep; the sun warms the jade of Lantian, smoke rises;
this feeling can only be recalled in memory, for at the time it was already a regret."

Chapter 8 of Volume 3: Aphrodisiac

. As that charismatic voice fell from the air, the room fell silent.
Everyone looked intently at the tall, handsome young man, their gazes fervent, filled with admiration for his poetic talent.
Even Yue Niang, standing blankly in the corner, was moved, her heart pounding with awe at her master's talent; in her eyes, her master's image grew even taller.
Li Xiaomin slowly walked back to his seat, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and smiled, "This humble poet's verses are rather crude."
Qin Xian'er sighed softly, her heart filled with a thousand thoughts, lowered her head, stroked the brocade zither, and only sighed softly, "A fine poem," before falling silent.
Princess Zhenping leaned into his embrace, asking softly, "This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was all in vain. Xiaobai, what kind of past do you hold in your heart?"
Li Xiaomin shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not answer. Instead, he lowered his head and pressed his lips to Princess Zhenping's cherry lips, sighing softly, "Let us cherish the present person and the past. I no longer wish to think about the past."
Princess Zhenping let out a soft moan and fell gently into his arms, filled with love for this young man of unparalleled poetic talent. Even being teased by him in front of her sister was no longer a concern.
Several onlookers were stunned by the scene, their hearts pounding, yet each had their own distinct feelings.
Qin Xian'er, seeing the two men passionately kissing, felt a pang of revulsion. She covered her mouth with her sleeve, almost vomiting what she had just eaten into it.
Princess Changping felt a pang of jealousy. Watching the two kiss, she cursed inwardly, "Shameless! They dare to kiss in front of so many people. Humph, I've never kissed Xiaominzi even in private... Wait, why did I think of kissing Xiaominzi?"
She turned around and looked at Xiaominzi's pale and handsome face. She felt a wave of shame and buried her face in her hands, her cheeks flushed. She was ashamed of the strange thoughts in her mind.
Standing behind her, Yue Niang's eyes shone brightly. She thought of her master's greatness; even without physical intimacy, his poetic talent alone could conquer this noble princess. With such a perfect vessel, how could she not one day achieve great immortality and enjoy the blessings of immortality?
Beside Qin Xian'er, the beautiful young maid holding the zither also had sparkling eyes, utterly captivated by the breathtaking scene of the two handsome young men kissing. She was secretly amazed and thrilled to witness such a beautiful sight.
Just as everyone in the room was lost in their own thoughts, a sudden splash came from outside the boat, followed by a loud crash. The flower boat rocked violently, knocking everyone to the ground.
Li Xiaomin was the first to recover, struggling to his feet from Princess Zhenping's soft body, and coldly demanded, "What happened?"
Cries and screams quickly followed from outside, then screams of agony erupted from all sides. Li Xiaomin's face turned cold. He drew a crystalline blade from his waist and coldly shouted, "Don't move! Come to my side!"
Several women, their faces filled with panic, staggered to Li Xiaomin's side. Li Xiaomin brandished the crystalline blade, protecting the women, while Yue Niang, disguised as Xiaominzi, spread her arms to help protect the two princesses.
Hearing the commotion from all sides, Li Xiaomin said coldly, "Follow me, walk out slowly, be careful of ambushes!"
Before he finished speaking, the wooden walls on three sides shattered with a crash, and more than a dozen crossbow bolts appeared from behind, their tips pointing at the group, gleaming coldly.
Li Xiaomin's pupils constricted sharply. He saw the masked men in black clothes tightly drawing their bowstrings, then releasing them gently. More than ten sharp arrows tore through the air and flew towards him at high speed!
Li Xiaomin's expression tightened. He swung the crystalline blade in all directions, clanging and slicing through the air, scattering broken arrowheads and fletching all over the ground.
The men in black outside let out a surprised "Eh!", seemingly astonished by the sudden appearance of such a young master in the room. Immediately afterward, a muffled command was heard: "Charge in! Kill them all!"
A dozen or so men in black discarded their bows and arrows, drew their swords, and rushed into the cabin, surrounding Li Xiaomin, ready to hack him to death.
Before they could get close, Li Xiaomin charged forward, slashing his sword and sending one of the men's heads flying into the air. With a backhand slash, he stabbed another man to the ground, blood gushing from his chest.
Seeing Li Xiaomin's exquisite swordsmanship, instantly killing two men, the leader of the men in black was filled with astonishment and shouted, "This little thief is skilled with the sword! Don't underestimate him!"
The other men in black hurriedly formed a defensive formation, surrounding Li Xiaomin and hacking down with their swords, the cold light flashing, determined to kill him on the spot.
Two more men in black rushed towards the women huddled by the railing, intending to take advantage of Li Xiaomin's encirclement and kill them with a single blow.
At this moment, the pale-faced Xiaominzi coldly snorted, blocking their path. He wildly swung his hands, shattering the swords in their hands with several clangs, then deeply imprinted a palm on their chests, sending them flying through the air, coughing up blood, and collapsing to the ground, convulsing in agony.
Yueniang was currently using the body of a zombie, and although she couldn't fully control it, dealing with these two weaklings was no problem. If she hadn't been afraid of disturbing the women, she would have already used her "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" to pierce several bloody holes in their heads.
Even so, Princess Zhenping was terrified, her face turning deathly pale. She thought to herself, "So when I attacked him last time, it wasn't that he couldn't beat me, but that he let me win. If he had attacked then, wouldn't I be dead already?"
Princess Changping was also filled with admiration. Looking at Xiaominzi's thin back, her eyes sparkled, feeling that his back was incredibly tall and strong, as if she could rely on him for life.
The pleasure boat rocked more and more violently, gradually sinking. Before long, the river water had overflowed the deck, reaching the women's feet.
They were on the Qinhuai River, where the boatmen, hoping for more tips, had steered the boat to the most scenic part of the river, but also in the middle. Now, the assassins were ramming the boat heavily with iron-tipped hulls, and the entire pleasure boat would soon sink.
Immediately afterward, several more men in black rushed over, bypassing Li Xiaomin and Yue Niang, and attacked the women, seemingly intending to kill them as their primary target.
Seeing the menacing black-clad men charging with knives, Princess Zhenping screamed in terror, dodging backward and crashing into the railing, breaking it in the process. She stumbled backward a few steps on the deck in the water, lost her footing, and fell headfirst into the Qinhuai River, struggling and crying out for help.
Princess Changping, seeing her sister fall into the river, was terrified. She waded to the side of the boat, trying to reach her, but unable to see the underwater deck, she lost her footing and also fell into the river.
Seeing the situation was dire, Li Xiaomin shouted, his crystalline blade flashing like lightning, instantly cutting down three assassins. He broke through the formation and rushed towards the two princesses in the river.
Before him, Yue Niang had already jumped into the river, shouting, "I'm going to save them!" before swimming with all her might to the two women, lifting them up, and swimming towards the shore.
She was now in the form of a zombie, her body dried up after years of tempering, floating on the water without sinking. She pulled up the two terrified drowning women and swam quickly.
Li Xiaomin rushed to the boat and saw Yue Niang rescue them, feeling slightly relieved. Turning around, he saw dozens of men in black wading towards him, bows and arrows pointed in his direction. His expression changed drastically. He grabbed a table, pulled Qin Xian'er and her maid, and plunged into the river, swimming desperately towards the distance.
Although he wasn't a very good swimmer, he was fortunate to have magical protection. His magical power flowed, forming a barrier around him, greatly increasing his buoyancy. Clinging to the table, he swam away with the two relatively light women.
Meanwhile, the pleasure boat was gradually sinking. On the sunken ship, the leader of the men in black sighed deeply, watching his men flee. The government troops had arrived at the dock, and the ship was already sinking. He could only escape with his men in a small boat, unable to pursue them in the darkness.
On the dark riverbank, several figures struggled to climb ashore, collapsing onto the bank, too exhausted to move.
Li Xiaomin, fortunately protected by his immortal power, hadn't drunk much water and quickly regained consciousness. Looking at the two beautiful women beside him, he thought that letting them die beside him would be a disgrace to his reputation as a romantic hero. Therefore, he forced himself to get up and treat the two women.
At this moment, both women were unconscious. Without looking back, Li Xiaomin lay on Qin Xian'er and began performing CPR.
He pinched her jade-like cheek, forcing her cherry-like mouth open. Li Xiaomin took a deep breath and blew it into Qin Xian'er's throat. Feeling the soft, smooth texture of her lips, his heart fluttered. He quickly composed himself, focusing solely on saving her, while also massaging her chest to help her regain her breathing.
After a few breaths, Qin Xian'er gradually awoke, coughing and vomiting river water as she lay on the ground. She felt a hand groping her breasts, reaching all the way to the tips. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she slapped him hard across the face.
Li Xiaomin cried out in pain, clutching his face and shouting, "How could you repay kindness with enmity! I went through so much trouble kissing and touching... no, I went through so much trouble giving you CPR and massaging you, and how could you hit me!"
Qin Xian'er was both ashamed and angry. She wanted to get up and fight him, but she had no strength left. She could only lie on the ground, vomiting bile until her face was covered in tears, mourning the loss of her first kiss while she was unconscious.
Li Xiaomin glanced at her resentfully, then remembered there was another beautiful girl beside him, and he couldn't let her drown. He had no choice but to run over, pick her up, and lay her on her back facing the sky. He then lay down and began to perform CPR on her.
After blowing a few breaths into her throat, Li Xiaomin felt her move slightly, and felt a little relieved. He looked up at the little maid's face in the moonlight.
The little girl, though young, was strikingly beautiful and incredibly cute, making Li Xiaomin's mouth water. He carefully massaged her slightly rounded breasts while giving her artificial respiration, even inserting his tongue into her mouth to enhance the effect.
Just as he was sucking on her tongue, he was suddenly struck hard on the head, leaving him dizzy.
He jumped up in surprise, thinking an enemy had attacked, but instead saw Qin Xian'er standing before him, her fists clenched.
Staring blankly at Qin Xian'er, Li Xiaomin exclaimed in surprise, "Your strength… is amazing!"
Qin Xian'er's face was filled with rage. Seeing him assault Wei'er, and remembering that she herself had been similarly humiliated by him, she was filled with shame and indignation. She raised her hand, pointing at him, trembling with anger, and said, "You lecherous scoundrel, how dare you be so disrespectful to me and Wei'er! I'll kill you!"
With that, she struck out with a powerful, resounding blow.
Caught off guard, Li Xiaomin hastily retreated, shouting, "So you're a martial arts master too!"
Qin Xian'er, not wanting to waste words, lunged forward, her palms lashing out at Li Xiaomin's chest.
Li Xiaomin parried her moves, engaging her in combat, their fists and palms clashing with a crackling sound, a fierce and evenly matched battle.
While fiercely exchanging blows, Li Xiaomin yelled, "Since you're a master, why didn't you help me earlier, leaving me to face such a powerful enemy alone?"
Qin Xian'er blushed. She was hiding on the Qinhuai River with a crucial mission on her shoulders; how could she reveal her skills in front of others? If she didn't possess such abilities, she wouldn't dare disguise herself as a courtesan to gather intelligence on the treacherous Qinhuai River. Otherwise, wouldn't she have already lost her virginity?
After fighting for a while, Li Xiaomin threw a powerful punch, forcing her back, and shouted, "Enough! If you keep hitting her, Wei'er will be beyond saving!"
Qin Xian'er was startled, stopped fighting, and stepped back, her face flushed, saying, "What did you say?"
Li Xiaomin shouted, "I said, I was just saving your maid! If not, how did you wake up?"
He ignored Qin Xian'er, walked to Wei'er's side, squatted down, leaned over her, cupped her pale cheeks, and blew a deep breath into her throat.
Seeing that he was still trying to take liberties, Qin Xian'er was furious and was about to punch this lecherous rogue when she suddenly heard Wei'er whimper, wake up, and then began to sob.
Qin Xian'er was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to push Li Xiaomin away, picked up Wei'er, and asked in a panic, "Wei'er, how are you?"
Wei'er opened her eyes, saw Qin Xian'er, hugged her and cried, "Miss, I thought she was dead and would never see you again!"
Qin Xian'er was deeply moved and embraced her, weeping.
Li Xiaomin, feeling bored after being pushed away, stood up and hid to the side, muttering, "It's true what
they say, 'When you're cured, you beat the doctor.' Indeed, women and petty people are the hardest to deal with!" Qin Xian'er was too busy embracing and crying with Wei'er to hear his words. After a while, she got up and led Wei'er to bow to him and thank him, saying, "Young master, you just saved the lives of Xian'er and her servant. I have offended you, and I hope you will forgive me!"
Li Xiaomin was very proud and was about to boast a few words when he suddenly saw the shame and indignation in Qin Xian'er's eyes. He couldn't help but feel uneasy, knowing that she still understood that although he had saved people, he had also taken a lot of benefits in the process. So he dared not say anything more, and just said a few words of modesty before falling silent.
Li Xiaomin, using his enhanced eyesight honed by his immortal magic, raised his head and spotted a house in the distance. He exclaimed happily, "There seem to be houses over there! Let's go ask for lodging and change into dry clothes!"
Qin Xian'er looked at herself, soaking wet and quite disheveled. With no other option, she nodded in agreement and, supporting each other, headed towards the house.
They walked ahead, with Li Xiaomin following behind, his eyes gleaming eerily in the darkness as he stared intently at the beautiful woman, her clothes dripping wet. She appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, older than he was now. Her slender, curvaceous body, glistening with water, accentuated her alluring figure, making his mouth water. He longed to touch her and relive the soft warmth of her skin.
This stunningly beautiful woman, her long, black hair dripping water, made her appear even more delicate and pitiful. Li Xiaomin wanted to embrace her and comfort her softly, but remembering her martial arts skills, he swallowed hard and suppressed the thought, continuing his trek in the dark.
After traversing the desolate wilderness, they finally reached the area, only to find a dilapidated temple standing in the wilderness, not a house.
Even a dilapidated temple was better than nothing. The three reluctantly entered the temple, gathered some planks to start a fire for warmth, and dried their clothes.
Because men and women shouldn't touch, Li Xiaomin had to use his male strength: he took off his clothes and used a bamboo pole as a screen to block the view from both sides. He stripped down to his underwear and huddled by the fire, gazing at the two alluring silhouettes cast on his clothes by the firelight. He swallowed hard, wishing a strong wind would blow his clothes away so he could see the beautiful figures of the women on the other side.
Wearing his underwear wasn't very comfortable either. Li Xiaomin simply took off his underpants and hung them by the fire to dry, hoping they would dry quickly.
After a while, his body gradually dried, and the clothes hanging nearby also dried. Warm and cozy from the fire, Li Xiaomin stared at the reflection of a beautiful woman in his clothes, wondering if he should sneak over. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout: "You little thief, look for some magic weapon!"
Li Xiaomin jumped in fright, looked up, and saw a large cloud of powder falling from above. He hurriedly jumped back, fearing it was some kind of magic weapon like quicklime that could blind him, leaving him helpless.
Amidst the screams of the two beautiful women, the powder fell, scattering on both sides of the clothes. But it wasn't quicklime; instead, it resembled fragrant powder, emitting a strong aroma that permeated the entire dilapidated temple.
From the roof beam, a dark figure laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you've all been poisoned by my secret divine medicine, and you're powerless to resist! Wait, something's wrong, it seems I've used the wrong medicine!"
Li Xiaomin recognized the masked, familiar voice and knew who it was. He didn't know what she wanted, but didn't want to expose her, so he shouted sharply, "How dare you! Behold my swordsmanship!"
He reached for his sword, but drew it from thin air, realizing the crystalline blade had fallen into the river.
Despite his regret, he didn't hesitate. Li Xiaomin leaped onto the roof beam and engaged the dark figure in combat.
A series of clanging sounds rang out, followed by a scream. The dark figure flew through the air, crashing through a window and falling outside, where it fell silent.
Li Xiaomin leaped down from the roof beam, landing on Qin Xian'er's side. He was startled to see the two women disheveled and exclaimed in surprise, turning around to apologize, "I'm sorry, I accidentally landed here and didn't see anything!"
They had just dried themselves by the fire and combed their hair. Since the dark figure appeared, Qin Xian'er and Wei'er had been frantically dressing, and were still not fully dressed, revealing large expanses of their fair skin. Li Xiaomin's sight filled them with both shame and anger. Seeing him turn away, they felt a slight sense of relief, thinking shyly, "Although this man..." " He's a lecherous man, but sometimes he can actually act like a gentleman!"
After she finished dressing, Li Xiaomin turned around, looked down, and realized he wasn't dressed either. He blushed, covered his lower body, and chuckled awkwardly, "Sorry, I was so focused on you guys not being dressed that I forgot about myself! I'll go back and get dressed right away!"
He covered his lower body with both hands and walked towards the fire on the other side in an odd way. When Wei'er saw his strange posture, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. Even Qin Xian'er couldn't help but smile.
Halfway through his journey, Li Xiaomin suddenly froze. In his eyes, he saw Yue Niang's spirit float in from outside, rush to Qin Xian'er, and gently blow a breath towards her delicate nose with her cherry lips slightly parted.
From her earlier act of disguising herself as a shadow on the roof beam, Li Xiaomin had found it strange. Now, seeing her like this, he immediately understood her intention and couldn't help but look at her with gratitude.
In his heart, he thought with boundless emotion, "Having such an understanding ghost servant is truly my blessing! It seems I must cherish her well from now on! Hehe, once we return to the palace, I'll take her to bed and pamper her for a whole day and night!"
Sensing the message in his heart, Yue Niang blushed slightly, gave him a charming glance, turned around, and blew a pale pink breath into the nose of Wei'er, who was smiling with her mouth covered. Then, she flew towards the window and disappeared into the vast night.
Like Qin Xian'er, Wei'er couldn't see Yue Niang's spirit either. She only felt a fragrance waft towards her nose, her delicate body trembled, and a surge of heat rose from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her body, instantly making her small, delicate body fiery hot.
Li Xiaomin pretended to walk towards him, glancing sideways at Qin Xian'er. He saw her standing there, her delicate body trembling, her bright eyes fixed on him, burning with desire, as if she wanted to devour him whole. He was both frightened and amused, and hurriedly ran over, crawling under the hanging clothes to hide beside the fire, continuing to warm himself by the fire. He also dragged some dry grass over and spread it on the ground, doing his warm-up exercises.
After a while, he heard the panting getting louder and louder. Li Xiaomin was listening intently when he suddenly heard Wei'er let out a soft moan, as if she could no longer bear the burning fire in her heart, and she ran towards him with light, quick steps.
Immediately afterward, Qin Xian'er's trembling breaths were heard: "Wei'er, please don't go!"
Wei'er let out a soft cry, forcefully shaking off Qin Xian'er's limp hands, running to the space between the two fires, tearing off the clothes hanging on the bamboo pole and throwing them to the ground, then throwing herself into the arms of Li Xiaomin, who was already waiting with open arms.
Soft and fragrant, she was enveloped in his embrace. Li Xiaomin, naked, embraced the half-naked girl, his face filled with panic. He stammered, "What...what's going on? Ah, my body is burning up too...what...what's happening?"
Across from him, Qin Xian'er swayed, her cheeks flushed, and stammered, "A sleeping potion...that person must have used a sleeping potion!"
Li Xiaomin suddenly realized, exclaiming, "This sleeping potion...could it be...the infamous second most potent aphrodisiac in the world, 'I Love a Piece of Wood'! No, it seems the effects are different. Could it be the even more potent 'Yin Yang Harmony Powder'?"
Qin Xian'er had never heard of these aphrodisiacs before. Hearing them now, she knew they were no good. Disgusted, she was also in turmoil, her heart pounding. Looking at the alluringly handsome young man, she felt a burning heat throughout her body, almost collapsing to the ground.
Li Xiaomin sighed deeply, forcing his face to flush red with internal energy, and lamented, "Alas, I, a hero of
my generation, have been defeated by aphrodisiacs! My body is burning, my… too…" Gritting his teeth, the young swordsman with strong willpower forcefully pushed away the half-naked girl in his arms, and said resolutely, "No! How can we, chivalrous people, take advantage of someone's vulnerability and do such a heinous thing! If my sect finds out, how can I face the world!"
Wei'er lay on the dry grass on the ground, hugging his bare legs, sobbing softly, raising her pretty face, her eyes hazy, as if pleading for his tenderness.
Li Xiaomin shook his head vigorously, his flushed face filled with a resolute expression. He firmly declared, "No! No! No! Miss, it's not that I don't like you, it's just that this is not the nature of a chivalrous person. If I were to have physical intimacy with you, it would violate the code of chivalry. How could I face the world then!"
Qin Xian'er stood blankly opposite him, staring at the naked youth's flushed face, resolute expression, and equally determined lower body. Thinking that this youth, though under the influence of the aphrodisiac, could still maintain such rationality and composure, a strong sense of admiration rose within her burning heart.
Her feet moved involuntarily, step by step, towards the heroic youth struggling against the torment of the aphrodisiac.
This youth was slightly shorter than her, and seemed younger. Standing before her, he looked like her younger brother.
Li Xiaomin looked up at the beautiful girl with her hair piled high, and a wave of confusion washed over him. He said in a hoarse voice, "Sister! Don't come any closer!"
Her graceful steps seemed to defy her will; Qin Xian'er walked step by step to Li Xiaomin's side, her eyes glazed over. She opened her jade-like arms and tightly embraced the naked boy.
Her delicate fingertips gently caressed the boy's bare skin, feeling goosebumps rise on his body from the cold. Qin Xian'er's lips involuntarily landed on Li Xiaomin's.
Li Xiaomin shook his head in pain, groaning softly, "Sister, don't do this! We're under the influence of a drug. You'll regret it when we wake up!"
Qin Xian'er seemed not to hear him, cupping Li Xiaomin's face and kissing his lips again.
Her fragrant tongue skillfully explored between Li Xiaomin's lips, intertwining with his, greedily sucking the saliva from his mouth.
Li Xiaomin shook his head in agony, but his hands, as if acting on their own, skillfully removed Qin Xian'er's freshly dried silk robe, kneading the beauty's breasts and buttocks, causing her to moan softly, almost fainting from his lewd hands.
The two embraced and fell onto the haystack. Li Xiaomin murmured, begging her not to do this, yet seemingly unable to resist the effects of the drug, his hands gently caressing her body, stimulating every sensitive spot.
The flickering firelight illuminated the three extremely handsome young men and women tightly entwined, their soft moans and gasps echoing gently in the spring-filled room. (

Episode 4, Chapter 1: The Princess Steals a Kiss)

Wei'er's smooth, jade-like arms wrapped around her knees, her bare, snow-white body sitting on the haystack. Beneath her lay Li Xiaomin's clothes, stained with peach blossom petals, indistinguishable as to whether they belonged to her or her mistress.
A calm, almost expressionless calm graced the girl's pretty face. Her unfocused gaze drifted through the window, fixed on a non-existent point in the night sky.
It was already past midnight, yet the sky remained pitch black, the darkest hour before dawn. Even the stars were nowhere to be seen from the window.
The room was equally dark. The only light came from the luminous pearls scattered on the floor, their dim glow illuminating the room.
Her body was naked and beautiful. Bathed in the pearly light, she possessed a strange, pure beauty.
However, the marks of kisses and finger marks on her body revealed that she was no longer a blank slate.
From the nearby haystack came the sounds of a struggle. The most beautiful woman on the Qinhuai River, Qin Xian'er, renowned for her beauty and talent, and unparalleled elegance, was now straddling Li Xiaomin without any regard for her image. She forcefully twisted his arms behind his back, pressed him onto the haystack, and brutally beat him until he cried out in agony.
At this moment, all three of them were completely naked. Qin Xian'er's beautiful face was filled with rage, and her delicate body, like Wei'er's, was covered in finger marks and kisses. Some strange fluid flowed from her body, staining Li Xiaomin's skin as their bodies intertwined.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, her naked, sexy body glowing like white jade. Like a knight taming a wild horse, she straddled Li Xiaomin, her long, shapely legs tightly wrapped around his waist, while she punched the lecherous man who had stolen her virginity. Her breasts bounced wildly in the intense struggle, entangled with Li Xiaomin in such an intimate position that any man would feel jealousy and envy towards him.
But Li Xiaomin, oblivious to his good fortune, struggled fiercely beneath Qin Xian'er, screaming in agony, "How could you, how could you use the Mandarin Duck Soul-Chasing Lock on me! Locking my hands while I was asleep, how could I fight back! This is so unfair!"
Qin Xian'er gritted her teeth, twisting his ear hard, her delicate body trembling with anger, and said in a trembling voice, "You little thief! You took advantage of us in our vulnerable state and did such a filthy thing to us, and you still have the nerve to argue?" In her grief and indignation, this girl, who had inexplicably lost her virginity, swung her small fists forcefully, pounding them hard on Li Xiaomin's head and body.
Li Xiaomin screamed, "Don't pull my ears, they'll grow longer! You know what happened just now, you violated me, I was forced to be pinned to the ground and... you did that to me! Think about it carefully, isn't that what happened? I'm the real victim!"
Qin Xian'er was stunned, and after thinking carefully, through her chaotic memories, it seemed that such a thing had happened. Her arms suddenly went weak and loosened, and her delicate body slid off Li Xiaomin, falling onto the pile of grass. She covered her face with her hands and began to sob and cry.
The rider finally dismounted, and Li Xiaomin, who had been used as a horse, wiped away a bead of sweat, inwardly cursing, "I should have known better than to sleep next to her. It seems I'll have to sleep with one eye open from now on, otherwise, being ambushed and ridden by a girl would be too much of a loss!"
The cries of the beautiful woman beside him grew louder and louder, and Li Xiaomin, unable to bear the noise, had no choice but to go over, bow deeply, and sigh, "Sister, don't be sad. Although I am not talented, I am not the kind of person who would abandon someone after starting a relationship. I only hate those black-clad thieves who actually used sleeping pills on us, causing us to make such a terrible mistake. Although I have been the absolute victim from beginning to end, I will not mistreat you. Don't worry, sister, I will go to the pleasure boat to propose marriage later, and I will definitely not wrong you!"
Qin Xian'er's crying subsided, and she raised her head, looking at Li Xiaomin's kind and handsome face with teary eyes, and then sobbed again. Suddenly noticing Li Xiaomin's gaze blatantly sweeping over her body, Qin Xian'er felt a surge of embarrassment and hurriedly grabbed her clothes, frantically putting them on.
Li Xiaomin, accustomed to serving Consort Yun in the palace, saw her getting dressed and stepped forward to help, taking the opportunity to grope her. He quickly finished dressing her.
Qin Xian'er blushed deeply, went over and pulled Wei'er up, silently putting the clothes on her to prevent Li Xiaomin from seeing anything he shouldn't.
Li Xiaomin approached, bowed deeply, and showered her with sweet words, promising that he was always honest and would never do anything to betray her, asking the two beauties to rest assured.
Looking at his sincere face, Qin Xian'er's heart was in turmoil. Although she didn't want to marry this boy who was even younger than her, since he had already taken her body, what other choice did she have? Was she destined to remain unmarried for life, or truly spend her life on the Qinhuai River?
As she pondered with deep sorrow, Wei'er slowly turned her head, looked at Li Xiaomin, and said softly, "You spent the night with us. If the young master you're with finds out, wouldn't it create a rift between you and cause your pure feelings to break down? In that case, it would be bad for us."
These words struck Qin Xian'er like a thunderbolt. She glared angrily at the bewildered Li Xiaomin, feeling utterly disgusted. He was still pretending to look up at the sky, as if he couldn't remember who Wei'er was talking about. Enraged, she slapped Li Xiaomin hard across the face, saying hatefully, "I never thought you liked to use men's genitals! Disgusting!"
The slap knocked Li Xiaomin to the ground. Qin Xian'er picked up Wei'er, turned, and leaped away from the dilapidated temple in a flash. Thinking about how this homosexual boy had just penetrated her clean body with his filthy member, she felt nauseous and vowed bitterly that she would never see this shameless, homosexual "rabbit brother" again!
Li Xiaomin initially didn't understand who Wei'er was referring to, then inexplicably received a slap. He struggled to his feet, and after a moment's thought, he understood their meaning. Qin Xian'er's words made him nauseous; he lay on the haystack, dry heaving for a long time before wiping away his tears and muttering a vow: "You wicked woman, how dare you slander your husband like that! I'll definitely make you pay for this, and then you'll never say such disgusting things again!"
Thinking of the disgusting parts, Li Xiaomin vomited again, finally recovering after a long while. His eyes filled with tears from vomiting, he angrily put on his clothes.
He had already ordered Yue Niang to investigate yesterday's events, but it was uncertain whether she could find out the origins of those men in black. He wasn't too worried about the two princesses' safety, because last night, Yue Niang had used telepathy to tell him that she had hired two carriages in Xiaomin's name and sent the two princesses directly back to the palace. The creature merely floated over to glance at Li Xiaomin and did something he wanted to do but couldn't, then hurried back to the carriage speeding along the nearby road to protect the two princesses.
Princess Zhenping and Princess Changping's departure from the palace this time was extremely secretive. Apart from Li Xiaomin and Yue Niang, no one else knew they had used Li Xiaomin's position as the head eunuch to disguise themselves as lowly eunuchs and sneak out of the palace. Therefore, how those men in black knew their true identities and gathered their forces to assassinate them in such a short time remained a mystery, leaving Li Xiaomin utterly perplexed. Unable to
understand, Li Xiaomin stopped thinking about it. He stood up, suddenly feeling a chill run through his head, a wave of dizziness washing over him, almost causing him to collapse.
He hurriedly leaned against the wall, resting for a while before recovering. He felt his face burning hot, as if he had caught a cold.
This was the first time he had been sick since coming into this world. Last night, he fell into the water, first being drenched in cold water, and then, naked, he spent half the night in this dilapidated temple in a frenzied struggle with two women. Exhausted, he fell ill.
Li Xiaomin touched his burning forehead, sighing inwardly, "Every day I toil so much, I can't even sleep well at night, no wonder I'm sick! Alas, every night, I'm just too exhausted!"
He shook his head sadly, praising himself for his diligent night's work, then dejectedly dressed, forcing himself to go outside. He used telepathy to summon the wandering ghost Lin Li, asking him to find him a carriage, before finally dragging his weak body back to the palace.
Lying in his bedroom in the palace, Li Xiaomin was drowsy. Fortunately, Yue Niang was there to serve him, diligently tending to him, brewing herbal medicine, helping him sit up, and administering the broth.
After taking his medicine, Li Xiaomin lay on the bed, continuing his deep sleep.
Half-asleep, he vaguely sensed a beautiful woman approaching his bedside. She gently sat down beside him, looked down at his pale face, and sighed softly.
This woman was Princess Changping.
Last night, after Xiaomin rescued her and her sister from the water, they boarded the carriage he had hired and rushed back to the palace. Fortunately, Xiaomin had bribed the guards at the gate with a large sum of money, producing a warrant that Princess Changping had obtained from the Crown Prince, allowing them to sneak into the palace undetected. Having
spent a night in fear and trembling in their own palace, their shock had subsided somewhat. Although they didn't know who wanted to harm them, they dared not leave the palace again, so they came to Xiaomin's place to play, ask him if he knew the truth about last night's attack, and also to thank him for saving their lives.
Upon entering, she smelled a medicinal scent. When they arrived at the bedside, they saw Xiaominzi lying on the bed with a pale face and his eyes closed, as if he were in a deep sleep.
Princess Changping was secretly alarmed. She reached out and touched his forehead; it was burning hot. Startled, she sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Xiaominzi, and shook his body, calling out, "Good brother, how are you? Are you alright?"
Li Xiaomin slightly opened his eyes, smelling a fragrance in his nose. He felt it was Yueniang serving him, so he rested his head against her soft breasts and said indistinctly, "I've taken my medicine, I'll be fine. I'll be better in a couple of days, don't worry."
Princess Changping felt slightly relieved to hear that he had taken his medicine. Suddenly, she felt a strange sensation on her breasts. Looking down, she was almost startled: Xiaominzi was reaching out and grasping her breasts, kneading them casually!
It was understandable that Li Xiaomin was used to this under Yueniang's care, and Yueniang also liked his intimate gestures. Now, half-asleep, leaning against Princess Changping's chest, he naturally made this habitual movement.
Princess Changping was both ashamed and angry, and was about to punch him a few times, but when she saw his pale and weak appearance after his illness, her heart softened. She thought to herself, "He must be mistaking me for his mother, right? Alas, Xiaominzi is so pitiful. His mother died, and he was driven out of his home by his father. He had no choice but to enter the palace as a eunuch, enduring scolding and mistreatment. Now, only I am willing to be kind to him."
Thinking of this, a maternal tenderness welled up in the young girl's heart. Instead of pushing Xiaominzi away, she stretched out her jade-like arms and held his head tightly in her arms, gently humming the lullaby that Consort Qin used to sing to her, coaxing Xiaominzi to sleep.
Under such gentle care, Li Xiaominzi gradually fell asleep, nestled against Princess Changping's soft breasts, emitting soft snores.
Princess Changping gently stroked Li Xiaomin's hair with her delicate hand, gazing down at his exquisitely handsome face. A tender feeling gradually filled her heart and soul. She couldn't believe that such a handsome boy possessed such extraordinary abilities, managing to save her sisters' lives amidst the chaos of bandits and demons.
Her head lowered slowly, her beautiful face gradually approaching Li Xiaomin's pale face. Her luscious red lips irresistibly pressed against his slightly pale lips.
The moment they touched, Princess Changping felt a sudden rush of sensation to her head. The soft touch on her lips seemed to replace all other sensations, making her heart pound as if it would leap out of her throat.
After a long while, she finally raised her head, looking at the sleeping Xiaomin, her heart in turmoil at the thought of losing her first kiss. She stroked Li Xiaomin's cheek, stunned and speechless.
Recalling her sister's kiss with Li Bai yesterday, a faint sense of envy and jealousy rose in her heart. Princess Changping lowered her head and gently kissed Li Xiaomin's lips again, thinking to herself, "My sister has Li Bai, but I have Xiaomin, who is no less than Li Bai. Moreover, his skin is so good, and his magical arts are superb, much better than that dark-skinned fellow!"
No one was watching, and Xiaomin was fast asleep. Princess Changping, who had been under everyone's gaze, finally found an opportunity to vent her desires. Her fragrant lips lightly parted, and taking advantage of Li Xiaomin's unconsciousness, she kissed his lips countless times.
Li Xiaomin, drunk and thirsty, reached out to knead her breasts while biting her fragrant lips, sucking her sweet saliva, making Princess Changping pant heavily, almost unable to control herself.
Her delicate hands involuntarily caressed Li Xiaomin's body, from his cheek down to his chest and arms, but she was too shy to go any further. She simply kissed his lips lightly, taking the opportunity to secretly take advantage of him.
She thought no one was watching, but little did she know that there were gods watching from above, and a female ghost lurking nearby. Yue Niang had been watching from the bedside all along, knowing that she was suffering from the aftereffects of being possessed by the beautiful ghost Consort Yi, which was why she was suppressing her girlish shyness and secretly doing such a thing. She couldn't help but chuckle to herself, and reached out to gently pinch Li Xiaomin's arm. He groaned in pain, his teeth snapping shut, just in time to bite the fragrant tongue that Princess Changping had put in her mouth. She also groaned in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.
Half-asleep, Li Xiaomin felt a soft, smooth sensation in his mouth. Opening his eyes, he was startled to see Princess Changping's terrified eyes pressed against his face. He opened his mouth, released his tongue, and tilted his head back, only then realizing it wasn't Yueniang, but his sworn sister, who was taking advantage of him while he slept.
Her hand was already on his chest, gently caressing him. Seeing him awake, she froze, her face filled with shame and nervousness, staring blankly at his face.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Li Xiaomin's heart softened instantly. He no longer cared about her secret indecent advances, and lifted his face to kiss her luscious red lips.
Princess Changping's mind went blank again. She felt Xiaominzi's nimble tongue slip into her mouth, skillfully teasing her lips and tongue, while his hands caressed and kneaded her breasts with just the right touch. His superb technique made her gasp for breath, her heart pounding wildly, almost making her faint.
She moaned softly, her eyes glazed with desire, and collapsed into Li Xiaominzi's arms, letting him do as he pleased.
Li Xiaominzi didn't hold back, taking a lot of pleasure from her body, not only what she had already taken, but also a considerable amount of extra interest, before finally letting her go, satisfied. If it weren't for his illness and physical limitations, he would have simply taken her right there and then, letting her experience the pleasure of ecstasy openly and honestly.
Although she hadn't truly experienced ecstasy, Princess Changping was barely breathing. Her alluring gaze fixed on Li Xiaomin, she trembled as she said, "Good brother, how could you be so vigorous? You almost made me faint..."
Li Xiaomin chuckled softly, slipping his hand inside her clothes to touch her full, smooth breasts. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over him, and he collapsed onto the bed, groaning in pain. His previous actions had exhausted his strength, leaving his weakened body unable to withstand the strain.
Princess Changping awoke from her daze and was startled to see Li Xiaomin's weak state. She quickly brought him some tea. Watching him lean against her chest, drinking the water, she felt a pang of regret. She shouldn't have let her momentary pleasure leave Xiaomin so exhausted.
After drinking the water, Li Xiaomin felt much better. Nestled in Princess Changping's warm embrace, he listened quietly to her rapid heartbeat and couldn't resist reaching inside her clothes to caress her firm, erect breasts once more.
Feeling Xiaominzi's hands roaming inside her clothes, Princess Changping let out a soft moan, trying to push him away, but he had so touched she had no strength left to push him off.
Gradually, Princess Changping grew accustomed to this intimacy, lowering her head to stroke Li Xiaomin's cheek, and whispered, "Good little brother, you won't blame your sister for secretly kissing you while you were asleep, will you?"
Li Xiaomin shook his head, innocently replying, "I'm so happy that you kissed me, sister! It's my blessing to be kissed by someone as beautiful as you!"
Princess Changping was deeply moved, and felt even more guilty for reaching out her devilish hand to the innocent boy. After a while, she solemnly said, "Good little brother, I promise you, this is the first time I've ever kissed a boy, I've never done it before!"
Li Xiaomin buried his face in her soft breasts, secretly smiling. Although he wanted to bet her that this wasn't her first kiss, he thought about it and held back the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.
For the next few days, Princess Changping came to take care of Li Xiaomin every day. Whenever they had free time, they would hide in the room and kiss. Within a few days, their intimacy increased significantly. Even when Li Xiaomin undressed her, caressed her fair and delicate skin, and gently kissed and suckled her small, firm breasts, Princess Changping no longer strongly objected.
Having cultivated immortal arts for so long, Li Xiaomin's physical condition was better than others. Although he had caught a cold from overexertion at night, he recovered in a few days. He and Princess Changping were inseparable, only concealing his true physical condition for fear of frightening her.
This cold served as a wake-up call for Li Xiaomin, and he decided to rest for a few days and avoid indulging his desires to prevent another illness that would slow down his cultivation of immortal arts.
However, Chen Dexiu repeatedly sent messages to the palace, saying that Princess Zhenping had repeatedly sent the Crown Prince's guards to demand that he hand over Li Bai, or else she would have his restaurant demolished!
His publishing business had been banned by Li Yu, and if his restaurant were also shut down, Li Xiaomin's income would plummet. Helpless, he could only tearfully force himself to continue satisfying the noble princess's desires, exchanging his pure body and arduous service for a living.
After receiving the secret letter sent by Chen Dexiu, Princess Zhenping quickly left the palace to secretly meet with Li Xiaomin.
This time, their rendezvous took place in a manor outside the palace, another property of Princess Zhenping.
Upon seeing Li Bai, Princess Zhenping immediately burst into tears, throwing herself into his arms and sobbing, "Xiaobai! I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you'd been murdered!"
Seeing her concern for him so deeply moved, Li Xiaomin didn't say much, but carried her to bed, expressing his gratitude through his actions.
After their passion subsided, Princess Zhenping hugged Li Xiaomin's naked body tightly, softly saying with adoration, "Xiaobai, the poem you wrote last time was so good! I took it back to show Mother, only saying that Xiaozhao had brought it from outside, and I didn't know who wrote it. Mother praised it highly, saying the poet was a genius!"
Li Xiaomin chuckled dryly, feeling slightly ashamed. That poem, "The Brocade Zither," was a direct copy of Li Shangyin's. Last time, he recited "Quiet Night Thoughts" and changed his name to Li Bai; now, would he have to change it again to "Upper Shang, Lower Yin"?
Sighing inwardly, Li Xiaomin knew he was already a fraud, shameless like a professor of later generations.
After a moment's thought, he decided to get straight to the point. Holding Princess Zhenping in his arms, he said sorrowfully, "Zhenping! I just received news that my father is critically ill and needs me to rush home. Perhaps I can see him one last time!"
Princess Zhenping was shocked. She sat up in bed, staring at him with wide eyes, and exclaimed, "What? You're leaving Jinling?"
Li Xiaomin nodded sadly, his voice trembling, "That's right! I'm leaving Jinling, heading west, back to my hometown!"
"Where is your hometown?"
Li Xiaomin thought for a moment, remembering that Li Bai was from Sichuan, and said sadly, "Shu!"
Princess Zhenping then remembered that he was from the Shu Kingdom. Although the Shu Kingdom and the Tang Dynasty had always been on good terms, he was still from another country. If he returned home, when would he be able to come back? If the Shu court discovered his great talent, they might summon him to serve as an official, and then they would never see each other again.
Princess Zhenping stretched out her jade-like arms and hugged Li Xiaomin tightly, sobbing, "No, I won't let you go! If you go, take me with you!"
Li Xiaomin was startled. If he really took her, would he really have to leave Southern Tang? He hurriedly tried to refuse, but Princess Zhenping's arms held him tightly, refusing to let go.
Li Xiaomin frowned, an idea forming in his mind. He lowered his head and kissed Princess Zhenping's cherry lips fiercely, his hands beginning to caress her body. He pressed her onto the bed, and they made love again.
Princess Zhenping's arms finally loosened, grabbing his shoulders, moaning softly, weeping between moans, knowing he was determined to return home to visit his father, and she could no longer stop him.
When the passion subsided, Princess Zhenping had no strength left. She could only curl up her delicate body, burying her head in the brocade quilt and sobbing softly.
Li Xiaomin patiently explained the current situation to her, saying that as a princess of noble birth, leaving Jinling would inevitably cause a huge uproar, which would be bad for her mother and her younger brother, the Crown Prince. If she were used by those with ulterior motives, Li Zhao's position as Crown Prince might be unstable, which would bring disaster to her mother and brother.
Li Xiaomin, however, had to return home to fulfill his filial duty to his father. He had to go back to visit him, perhaps even help with his father's funeral, to fulfill his filial duty. If he took her with him, it would surely attract the attention of the authorities, and he might even be charged with kidnapping and imprisoned, at which point he would not be able to see his father one last time.
Princess Zhenping was not an unreasonable and willful woman. Hearing his reasoning, she could not refute it. She could only embrace him and weep, passionately kissing and caressing him, begging for more of his passion and tenderness before their parting.
Li Xiaomin, of course, couldn't disappoint the beauty. Forcing himself to stay awake and despite his weakened state after illness, he used his last ounce of strength to finally subdue Princess Zhenping, leaving her lying there weeping, unable to move a single finger.
Seeing that dawn was approaching, Li Xiaomin, remembering he hadn't returned from the palace all night—though not the first time—feared discovery. He kissed Princess Zhenping deeply goodbye, promising to return once it was over, then dressed and left.
Princess Zhenping lay naked on the bed, tears streaming down her face, watching Li Bai's tall, elegant figure depart. Overwhelmed with sorrow, she buried her head in the pillow and wept bitterly.
Li Xiaomin, suppressing his heartache, came out of the room and sighed deeply.
He wasn't heartless; leaving Princess Zhenping was out of necessity. It was only because Princess Zhenping had allowed him and Xiaomin to meet this once, and there might be a second and third time. If they met frequently on the pleasure boat, they might be exposed one day. Now that he had successfully absolved the two women of their suspicions about their striking resemblance, it was best to stop while he was ahead and let Li Bai disappear as soon as possible.
His current focus was on investigating the black-clad assassins, finding out their motives for assassinating the two princesses, and finding an opportunity to capture them all to vent his hatred.
However, the black-clad assassins were extremely meticulous; if they missed their target, they would quickly flee. Yue Niang and Lin Li's investigations yielded no results. It seemed that finding their whereabouts would be difficult in a day or two.
He mounted his horse, letting it roam freely, thinking as he rode forward. Suddenly, he realized he had arrived at the gate of the mansion he had bought outside, instead of returning to the palace.
Li Xiaomin shook his head with a wry smile. He realized he still cared about Consort Xiao, Qing Ling, Consort Yun, and Lan'er, and wanted to visit them so they wouldn't worry after so long. A
few days ago, he had ordered Chen Dexiu to buy some maids to serve the four women, but he hadn't visited them even once. He happened to arrive, so he spurred his horse and entered the mansion.
He rode inside, unaware that a plain-looking passerby not far behind him glanced at him, then pretended to be nonchalant and continued walking past the gate, disappearing into the distance.

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