[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - 22

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Ninety-Two: The Reinforcements' Female General

You'er's spirit form formed a sword incantation, wielding her spirit sword as she flew forward swiftly. A tremendous amount of spiritual power erupted from her spirit form, its light dazzlingly bright, like a fluid sun, shooting forward towards the demonic Taoist who was gritting his teeth and wielding his sword!
Even Dong Wangzi, who had washed his eyes with talisman water, could hardly withstand such powerful light. He could only grit his teeth and barely endure it, glaring ahead. But within the brilliant light, he saw not some avatar created by Li Xiaomin, but clearly a delicate and beautiful girl in white. The sheer power of her spiritual energy terrified Dong Wangzi!
At this critical moment, Dong Wangzi had no reason to retreat. He could only loudly chant incantations, tightly gripping his longsword, unleashing all his magical power, glaring at the white-clad girl charging towards him with her sword in the dazzling white light!
Dong Wangzi had unleashed his full magical power. A surge of azure flame erupted from his body, rising from his head and pointing straight to the sky, the flames flickering several feet high. At this moment, Dong Wangzi's eyes blazed with fierce light. He brandished his sword, roared, and spurred his horse forward, ready to engage in a life-or-death battle with the powerful spirit charging towards him!
You'er channeled her spiritual power, galloping forward at full speed. Her beautiful face now held a solemn and dignified expression. Her spiritual sword, imbued with immense spiritual power, flashed before Dong Wangzi's eyes. With a delicate shout, she unleashed a flurry of sword strikes, moving at a speed unattainable by humans, unleashing hundreds of strikes in the blink of an eye!
Dong Wangzi roared loudly. A blur flashed before his eyes as a white shadow moved swiftly, followed by a burst of brilliant light. Suddenly, his hand felt light. The magical sword he had used for many years shattered into pieces, falling to the wind.
Before his face could even change color, the spirit sword had already struck him. Amidst Dong Wangzi's shrill screams, his entire body was cleaved off his horse, instantly slashed and hacked countless times in mid-air. Flesh and blood flew wildly, turning into a bloody mist that filled the sky!
This sword strike was the culmination of You'er's many days of cultivation, possessing immense power. Even the demonic cultivator's years of magical power could not withstand it. In his desperate attempt to resist, he even shattered his primordial spirit, which flew out along with his flesh and blood, scattering everywhere.
Dong Wangzi's warhorse was terrified, its bones trembling and its eyes almost blinded by the blinding white light. After a long while, it finally opened its eyes, running around covered in blood, kicking down several soldiers who were crying out in pain, before fleeing in disarray.
Hearing Dong Wangzi's screams, Qian Song knew something was wrong. It took him a while to rub his eyes and recover. Looking at where Dong Wangzi had stood, all that remained was a scene of carnage and a stray, abandoned warhorse. He was terrified, speechless.
Li Xiong, however, refused to admit defeat. Seeing the dire situation, he refused to flee in the chaos. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fellow soldiers! Li Xiaomin is cruel and vicious! He killed your families and ambushed Master Dong Wangzi, causing him to be seriously injured and forced to recuperate. However, Li Xiaomin's magic power is now exhausted! All of you, let's unite and kill Li Xiaomin to appease the world!"
The generals, whose families had been captured, were bewildered and didn't know who to believe. They could only search the chaotic army, hoping to find the wooden plaques that held the lives of their loved ones.
Seeing the critical situation, Qian Song looked back at the northern army formation, secretly relieved. Within the rear guard, those leading the troops were all his trusted confidants cultivated over many years. These included generals of the Imperial Guards who were loyal to him, as well as trusted retainers from his own household who had been sent to lead the troops. Now was the perfect time to put them to use. With them leading a large contingent of Imperial Guards for protection, he could probably escape in the chaos
. He quietly spurred his horse towards the rear, intending to lead his personal guards into the rear guard, when suddenly he heard a fierce battle cry coming from the north, shaking his very soul. He was terrified and stood frozen in place.
From behind, a messenger galloped up in a panic, bowing before Qian Song and reporting, "Your Excellency, Consort Qin has led a large army and is attacking from the north!"
Qian Song was shocked. Wasn't Consort Qin in the city? How could she be leading an army to the north?
Unbeknownst to him, from the moment the rebels entered the city and the fighting began, Consort Qin had already been escorted out of the palace by a trusted eunuch sent by Li Xiaomin. She was then protected by two of her own men, who, amidst the chaos, helped her escape the city and escorted her north to find her elder brother and seek reinforcements.
Consort Qin was frantic, traveling day and night. Halfway there, she encountered an army. It was the eldest son of General Qin, who had received a message from him via carrier pigeon and dispatched his son, Qin Yifu, with 50,000 troops to aid the emperor. Upon seeing his aunt, he was both surprised and delighted, hastily bowing and handing over military command to Consort Qin.
At that moment, Consort Qin arrived with her army. After a brief rest, she led a surprise attack, charging from the north and throwing the rebel rear into chaos!
Qian Song, upon hearing the news, panicked and was about to flee when he suddenly saw billowing dust from the west, as if an army was rapidly approaching!
Qian Song looked around, silently praying that it was his trusted general, whom he had previously placed in Mianyin Prefecture west of Jinling City, leading troops to reinforce them. Only then could they still put up a fight!
The warhorses galloped wildly, their hooves thundering, shaking the earth. All the soldiers looked westward, and saw banners waving as an extremely fierce cavalry force charged forward, brandishing long swords—they were flying the banners of the Western Route Army!
This cavalry force, numbering only a few thousand, was composed of fierce warriors, and their leading officers were mostly exuding a heroic aura. They brandished their steel swords, roaring loudly, their imposing presence making the Imperial Guards breathless. Leading the charge was
a beautiful female general, appearing to be only in her early twenties, yet possessing the allure of a mature woman. Her voluptuous figure was incredibly sexy, and even beneath her armor, her seductive curves were undeniable.
Adorned with pheasant feathers, exuding the wildness of a rough, untamed woman, she brandished a pair of willow-leaf daggers, shouting fiercely as she spurred her horse forward, leading thousands of cavalry in a lightning-fast charge into the Imperial Guard's ranks. Taking advantage of the chaos following the recent battle, when the entire Imperial Guard's front line was in disarray, she charged ahead of Qian Song, unleashing a brutal slaughter that left heads rolling and corpses strewn across the battlefield.
Qian Song's personal guards, though trained by a general from the Northern Zhao dynasty and meticulously trained over many years, were no match for the ferocious onslaught of this wolf-like army, retreating step by step until they reached Qian Song himself.
On the other side, the Northern Route Army, sent to defend the emperor, also arrived with shouts of battle. Amidst the two armies, a female general, clad in golden armor, stood majestically, wielding a sharp, heavy broadsword, hacking and slashing through the enemy ranks, leading her army straight towards Qian Song and Li Xiong!
Two beautiful female generals, leading armies from the northwest, simultaneously attacked, slaughtering the rebellious imperial guards. The battlefield was littered with corpses, and the soldiers, already demoralized, cried out in despair and fled in disarray, their ranks collapsing beyond repair.
Li Xiong, enraged, brandished his sword and roared, ordering his personal guards to resist. Qian Song, however, was ashen-faced. Seeing his army crumbling under the pincer attack, and the fierce western female general leading her cavalry close in, he was about to flee when he saw the beautiful woman, adorned with pheasant feathers, leading her troops straight at him. Breaking through the guards' defenses, she saw Qian Song ahead and attempted to escape. In a moment of panic, he drew a throwing knife from his waist and shouted, "Take this!"
The knife flashed through the air like lightning, striking Qian Song squarely in the back. Qian Song cried out, crashing to the ground, blood gushing from his chest, and died instantly.
The beautiful female general, caught up in the frenzy of battle, felt the pent-up frustration from days of imprisonment and torture vanish. She burst into hearty laughter, leading her troops in a fierce charge, routing her ashen-faced personal guards. She spurred her horse to Qian Song's corpse, dismounted, and beheaded him. Remounting, she brandished the bloodied head, shouting, "Qian Song's head is here! Surrender now! This is the example!"
Far away on the city walls of Jinling, Li Xiaomin stood smiling, fanning himself. Looking at the alluring figure of the beautiful woman and hearing her loud cries, a sense of pride welled up within him.
Seemingly sensing his intense gaze upon her from afar, Hong Sanniang turned her head, looking at the handsome young man on the city wall, fanning himself and smiling wickedly. Her face flushed crimson; that unbearable scene resurfaced before her eyes.
In the secluded courtyard of a grand mansion, in the pavilion overlooking the lake in the back garden, a beautiful woman leaned against the railing, sighing deeply.
Gazing at the artificial hill and the shimmering water, where pairs of mandarin ducks played freely, her heart filled with sorrow, she sighed softly. Below the pavilion, on the lakeside, a young girl squatted, playing with the water birds. Bathed in the bright sunlight, her face radiant with a smile, prompting the woman in the pavilion to sigh, "Indeed, 'youth knows no sorrow.' Even imprisoned here, the girl remains so innocent and lovely, her mood unaffected by her dire circumstances."
She lowered her head, looking at her elegant silk robe, and shook her head with a soft sigh. Although she was now dressed in fine silks and satins, her dark hair adorned with jewels, and dozens of maids attentively attending to her, enjoying the ultimate in luxury and honor, how could it compare to the carefree joy of her past, of laughing freely in the martial world, of swift justice and vengeance!

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Ninety-Three: Unbearable Past

When Hong San Niang thought of the phrase "youth knows no sorrow," she thought of the poet. The image of that handsome young man flashed through her mind, causing her great distress. She wondered what kind of person he truly was.
On the surface, he was the most favored eunuch in the palace, yet he possessed the organs of a normal man, even larger ones, often causing her to faint from excitement during intense intercourse; he possessed magical powers, capable of killing Gongsun Bubai in one fell swoop, and even seizing his illusory dragon, which he frequently used for alchemy; he was a ruthless killer on the battlefield, yet he also possessed such literary talent, making her even more confused about this young man, as if looking at flowers through a fog, unable to see his true nature.
However, no matter how talented he was, what he had done to her and her daughter was unforgivable!
Just the other day, he had kidnapped her and her daughter from the battlefield and hidden them in his home, indulging in wanton rape and abuse. Not only did he force her and her daughter to have sex with him, but he also did so in front of the newly bought maids, causing her to scream loudly in ecstasy, utterly disgracing her as the mistress of the house. Sometimes, even after having sex with the beautiful young girls who served her, he would force his filthy penis into her mouth, making her lick and suck it, even after having sex with her daughter! Such debauchery and cruelty were rare in the world. She had been violated by him countless times and hated him to the bone. Even cutting him a thousand or ten thousand times would not quell the hatred in her heart!
Just as her eyebrows were raised and her teeth were clenched, imagining how to catch that hateful boy and cut him to pieces, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind: "Wife, what are you thinking about with such gritted teeth?"
Hong San Niang turned around in surprise, wondering if this guy was a ghost from the ground, how come he walked without making a sound? Otherwise, how could he always sneak up from behind her while she was bathing and changing, suddenly hug her, and force himself on her despite her fierce resistance, and never fail to make love!
Thinking of the intensity, Hong San Niang's jade cheeks flushed slightly, and anger shot out in her beautiful eyes as she glared coldly at the smiling young man approaching.
Seeing her resentful gaze, Li Xiaomin didn't care at all. He walked over and said with a grin, "Wife, are you fantasizing again about how to slowly torture me to death? Sigh, if you love to fantasize so much, why don't you go write a fantasy novel!"
He walked up to Hong San Niang, wrapped his arms around her delicate waist, pulled her sexy body into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her luscious red lips.
Hong Sanniang let out a soft moan, her peach-like body softening rapidly under the handsome young man's embrace. She struggled to suppress the waves of pleasure coursing through her body, earnestly admonishing him, "Don't do this! Have you considered that I'm old enough to be your mother?"
Li Xiaomin was taken aback. He looked up from her shoulder at the young woman playing with the swans by the water; she was indeed a year or two older than him, but he didn't mind. He chuckled, "Of course I know! That's why I often suckle your milk! Look, she's even bigger now, isn't that thanks to me?"
His hand brazenly slipped inside Hong Sanniang's robe, grasping her breasts and kneading them forcefully, savoring the smooth, soft texture. He then chuckled wickedly, "A return for a favor, don't you often drink my milk too? See how happy you are!"
His other hand gripped Hong Sanniang's slender hand, the one accustomed to killing with a knife, forcefully pulling it down and pressing it between his legs, trapping her hand inside.
Hong Sanniang blushed crimson with shame. Under his blatant lewdness, she struggled fiercely, but her strength had been sealed by his magic; how could she possibly resist this vigorous and robust young man?
Feeling her robes being peeled away layer by layer, Hong Sanniang knew she could not escape further humiliation. Tears of humiliation streamed down her face as she gritted her teeth and cursed, "You wicked man, imprisoning my mother and me here, committing such evil deeds, you will surely suffer retribution!" Li Xiaomin
chuckled, embracing her mature and sensual body as he sat down by the pavilion railing. Ignoring her struggles, he held her tightly, his hand reaching to her private parts, teasingly saying, "Wife, you've been imprisoned for so long, aren't you feeling bored? Want to go out and have some fun to vent your frustrations?"
Upon hearing the word "fight," Hong Sanniang's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, but her body was already weak from the young man's caresses. She stammered, "You're talking nonsense again! You've kept my daughter and me locked up here and abused us, how could you possibly let us out? Don't try to trick me with these words. If you want my body, come on up here!"
Li Xiaomin exclaimed, then said seriously, "Wife, what are you saying! We're of one mind, master and slave fighting side by side, isn't that a good thing! To be honest, there's been some rebellion lately, and I'm too lazy to do it myself. I was thinking of sending Lin Zhongli and the others out to kill those rebels. If you really want to go out and relieve your boredom, I can send you to fight, it's not impossible."
Hong Sanniang was shocked to hear this, looking up at him, unsure if he was serious or just teasing her, wanting to see her anxious expression.
Li Xiaomin said this, then stopped, embracing her and kissing her passionately, sucking her soft, fragrant tongue into his mouth, kissing and smacking it freely, exchanging saliva with her, enjoying the kiss immensely.
Preoccupied with her own thoughts, Hong Sanniang had no choice but to reluctantly comply, feigning compliance and giving him a long kiss. Their tongues intertwined, and she forcefully sucked on his tongue with her cherry lips. Struggling to lift her head, she asked seriously, "What you just said, is it all true?"
Li Xiaomin laughed, "Of course it's true! But since I let you go out to relieve your boredom, shouldn't you let me have some fun too?"
Hong Sanniang blushed, and hearing his conditions, she began to believe he was telling the truth. Based on her observations over the past few days, he now wielded considerable power, and it wasn't impossible for him to let her infiltrate the army and fight. However, the conditions he demanded were undoubtedly extremely shameful and outrageously excessive.
But thinking of her unfulfilled revenge, and how she could infiltrate the army, reunite with her old comrades, rally her former subordinates, and raise an army to kill the young scoundrel who had humiliated her for so many days, Hong Sanniang gritted her teeth and thought bitterly, "Since my innocent body has already been defiled by him, it's no longer clean. I might as well use this crippled body to exchange for a chance to avenge myself!" Having
made up her mind, Hong Sanniang raised her head and said with a smile, "Since my master has given the order, how dare I disobey?" " Then let's go back to the room, where I will serve you, Master, and bring you pleasure!"
Li Xiaomin looked at her curiously, finding her dramatic change quite amusing. He gently stroked her soft breasts and full buttocks, smiling slightly, "It's too stuffy in the room. You like freedom, so why not enjoy yourself freely in this pavilion? Wouldn't that be nice?"
Hong Sanniang's expression changed, her heart filled with anger. However, remembering that he had forced himself on her in the back garden before, she had no choice but to swallow her anger for the sake of revenge. She bent down and unbuckled his belt.
With Hong Sanniang's attentive service, Li Xiaomin pulled the beauty up, pressed her against the railing, and, holding her soft, smooth buttocks, forcefully penetrated her body from behind.
Hong Sanniang frowned, feeling a sharp pain, yet also a surge of excitement and pleasure.
Just as she was enjoying the moment with her eyes closed, she suddenly heard the boy behind her shout, "Xixi, come here quickly! I have something fun to give you!"
The girl playing by the water looked up, saw the boy in the pavilion, and her mother's panicked expression. Curious, she asked loudly, "What are you doing? What fun thing?"
Li Xiaomin laughed, "Come here quickly, you'll see!"
Hong Sanniang was startled by the sound. Although she had experienced this many times before, she still didn't want her daughter to see her. She hurriedly shrank back, struggling to lie on the ground, using the pavilion's railing to shield herself from her daughter's view.
Song Xixi ran from the lakeside, stepped onto the pavilion, and was suddenly shocked by the scene inside.
Li Xiaomin turned to her and smiled, "Xixi, I didn't expect you to run so fast! It's good to be young. Seeing you makes me feel like I've aged a lot lately, old enough to be your father!"
Song Xixi pouted and stamped her foot, saying, "You bad man, you're tormenting my mother again! You said you wanted me to see this, did you mean this!"
She turned to leave the pavilion, but Li Xiaomin quickly pulled something out of his pocket, held it up, and smiled smugly, "Don't go! Look, isn't this something fun?"
He waved his hand, and the thing began to jingle, the sound extremely pleasant.
Song Xixi was filled with surprise and curiosity. Although she didn't want to see her mother humiliated, she was used to it anyway, and one more time wouldn't matter. Maybe even if she ran away, that bad man would catch up with her and bring her back to be humiliated with her mother. So she went back step by step, reached out and took the box. On it were two small figures, a man and a woman, exquisitely carved, swaying gently to the music, kissing each other.
Seeing the curious smile on the girl's pretty face, Li Xiaomin was secretly pleased: "Those craftsmen are not bad. I only told them the principle of gears and springs, and they made a music box according to my instructions. Although it's a bit rough and the music isn't very good, it's still not bad. Hehe, it seems that technology is still the most crucial thing. Just relying on this, we can earn a lot of money to supplement the military budget, right?"
His hand moved from his crotch forward, caressing his snowy buttocks and jade-like skin, and slipped into Hong Sanniang's loosened silk robe. His hand traced up her smooth, jade-like back, reaching her breasts. He caressed her high, full breasts, then lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "If you want to lead the army into battle and regain command, you must do as I just said, understand?"
Hong San Niang's beautiful eyes streamed with tears of humiliation and excitement, yet she couldn't resist Li Xiaomin's combined assault. Her voice trembled as she said, "Daughter, come here quickly, Mother has something to tell you!"
Song Xixi pouted and slowly walked over, squatting beside her, still holding the music box in her hand, curiously fiddling with it.
Hong San Niang took her hand, her voice trembling with tears, and told her of Li Xiaomin's promise. Now, as long as Song Xixi was obedient and served him well, she would be allowed to go out and roam freely in the streets of Jinling, buying whatever she wanted.
Song Xixi always listened to her mother, and seeing her mother's tearful words, she felt even more sorry for her and hurriedly promised to listen to her and never throw a tantrum.
Anyway, Song Xixi was already used to doing these things with Li Xiaomin, so she had nothing to be ashamed of. She hugged Li Xiaomin, her slender hands caressing his body, trying to give him a stronger feeling.
Li Xiaomin laughed happily, embracing the girl's slender, beautiful, and soft body, kissing her lips and tongue passionately, exchanging saliva with her, his tongue entering her cherry mouth.
Far away outside the pavilion, the beautiful maids heard the sounds coming from inside and couldn't help but blush. Thinking of their master's formidable strength, a trace of envy rose in their hearts. They only hoped that after the two mistresses had satisfied their desires, their master would remember to comfort them.

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Ninety-Four: The Chaos Has Been Quelled

On the battlefield, countless thoughts flashed through Hong Sanniang's mind. Seeing Li Xiaomin smiling and fanning himself on the city wall, and the shameful scenes of making love with him, all rushed into her mind. She was so ashamed that she blushed and almost dared not look at her soldiers.
From that day on, Hong Sanniang was taken out of the manor by Li Xiaomin. After a brief preparation, she was hidden in the caravan and taken to the Western Route Army.
Once established in the Western Route Army, Li Xiaomin released Hong Sanniang from hiding, claiming she was a newly recruited female general. He gave her a position in the Western Route Army as the captain of the supervising officer's personal guard, responsible for protecting him during the day and relieving his desires at night. Every night, she would groan and beg beneath Li Xiaomin, unable to bear the torment, and faint.
However, under Li Xiaomin's Yin-Yang dual cultivation technique, Hong Sanniang's body gradually became stronger. No matter how exhausted she was at night, she would be full of energy in the morning, even feeling full of vitality, wanting only to spar with others.
Hong Sanniang's martial arts were already quite strong. After fighting several Western Route Army generals who had defected to Li Xiaomin, she defeated them, earning the secret admiration of the generals. This time, Li Xiaomin received a message from a ghost in the capital, saying that there were frequent troop movements inside and outside the city, and that he estimated Qian Song was about to make a move. He forged an imperial edict to request troops from Dong Xianghu to rush to the capital to defend the emperor, with the cavalry under the command of Hong Sanniang. She had already trained this cavalry for some time, and they were all obedient to her. He himself rode a group of ghost guards towards the capital. He wasn't yet proficient in using the red dragon, and only used it at the last moment to feign riding it, to increase the impact of his entrance.
Hong Sanniang was shyly recalling the events of the past few days when a fierce battle cry rang out from ahead, startling her. She glared hatefully at the young man on the distant city wall, then looked up to see a troop of soldiers charging in from the north, shouting loudly, scattering the entire Imperial Guard into disarray.
Seeing the approaching allied forces, Hong Sanniang's spirits lifted; however, her long-standing resentment towards the government troops prevented her from falling behind. Raising a pair of willow-leaf sabers, she shouted, "The rebel army has been defeated! Let us join forces and charge forward, crushing the enemy and achieving great merit!"
Behind her, thousands of cavalry roared in unison, raising their longswords and following her, charging into the fleeing enemy, slaughtering them until blood filled the open field.
Ahead, a beautiful female general in gleaming golden armor wielded a large saber, leading her army in a charge. Seeing a young woman with pheasant feathers in her hair who looked familiar, she was startled and began hacking at the enemy soldiers ahead, gradually approaching.
Meanwhile, the two armies from the northwest charged in, driving the imperial guards into a desperate retreat, where they cried out and fled in disarray. Before long, the two armies met in the midst of their battle formation. The two female generals at the forefront exchanged a glance, both gasping in surprise, and exclaimed in unison, "So it's you!"
Both army leaders were women, both exceptionally beautiful and imposing, yet they unexpectedly met in the chaotic battlefield, staring at each other in astonishment.
Hong San Niang was somewhat better off, knowing that encountering a former adversary on the battlefield was normal. However, Consort Qin hadn't expected that the female bandit leader, whom she had ordered to be hunted for so long and who seemed to have disappeared underground, would actually lead reinforcements from the Western Route Army to the capital to defend the emperor and fight alongside her against the rebellious imperial guards.
Former comrades-in-arms had become rebellious enemies; and the rebels she had previously quelled were now leading reinforcements to fight alongside her against the rebellious imperial guards. This stark contrast left Consort Qin bewildered and helpless, overwhelmed by the unpredictable nature of the world.
Her gaze fell on Hong Sanniang's beautiful face, noticing the lingering passion in her eyes and brows, clearly indicating she had experienced ample sexual intimacy. Seeing the mixture of hatred and love in her eyes as she glanced at Li Xiaomin from the city wall, she suddenly understood. Enraged, she gritted her teeth, already prepared to torture Li Xiaomin severely after the battle, demanding to know his true intentions in hiding the captured bandit leader!
But once interrogation began, the result would likely be that she herself would be tortured, crying and screaming. Thinking of this, Consort Qin's pretty face flushed slightly, both annoyed and ashamed. She bit her cherry lips, unsure how to deal with this audacious little servant.
Opposite her, Hong Sanniang, being an experienced woman herself, immediately saw the lustful look on Consort Qin's face. Clearly, like herself, she had experienced prolonged and unrestrained sexual pleasure, quite different from when they last met on the battlefield. And everyone knew that Emperor Li Yu of Tang was seriously ill and bedridden, barely clinging to life; how could he possibly satisfy her? Thinking of Li Xiaomin's audacity, Hong Sanniang suddenly understood, and her gaze towards Consort Qin held a hint of understanding.
On the battlefield, two valiant and beautiful female generals, riding warhorses and wielding blood-stained steel swords, stood facing each other, their eyes filled with understanding and sympathy for each other's plight. They exchanged a glance and simultaneously sighed softly.
The two beautiful female leaders, amidst the deafening sounds of battle, developed a mutual respect. However, their subordinates, far from having the leisure, continued their frantic attacks, charging from all sides at the fleeing imperial guards.
Li Xiong, escorted by a group of personal guards, fought his way back to the edge of the battlefield, only to find himself surrounded by enemy forces from all sides. The Imperial Guards, the Garrison Army, and the northwestern armies had completely encircled them, roaring that if they captured the Prince of Danyang and presented him to the court, they would claim credit and rewards!
Li Xiong had always treated his subordinates with kindness, and even though defeat was inevitable, his personal guards fought desperately, determined to help Li Xiong break through the encirclement. Their desperate struggle was terrifying; amidst their frenzied shouts, they fought their way through the enemy lines, seemingly on the verge of escape.
Everywhere, soldiers brandished their swords, slashing fiercely. The two female generals exchanged a glance, sighing deeply. Thinking of the suffering she had endured these past days, Hong Sanniang's eyes reddened with sorrow. She knew that Consort Qin, opposite her, wouldn't fare much better in the hands of that eunuch accustomed to all sorts of sexual games. Consort Qin, seeing the faint whip marks on Hong Sanniang's wrist, naturally knew that a prisoner of the rebel army, if captured by commoners, would likely suffer a fate many times worse than her own. Her gaze towards Hong Sanniang was filled with pity and compassion.
The panicked shouts and sounds of fighting roused the two female generals from their mutual sympathy. They turned around with a start, only to see Li Xiong leading his personal guards about to charge out. Consort Qin roared, brandishing her broadsword, and spurred her horse forward.
Hong Sanniang also came to her senses, wielding her twin willow-leaf swords, and led her cavalry in a charge, joining forces with Consort Qin to break through the stubborn defenses of the guards, step by step closing in on Li Xiong's encirclement.
Consort Qin brandished her broadsword, fiercely slashing at the enemy soldiers before her. Suddenly, she felt her companions rushing to her aid. With her willow-leaf twin blades flashing and stabbing, the enemies before her fell one by one with screams, greatly relieving her pressure. Consort Qin turned her head and gave Hong Sanniang an appreciative and grateful smile.
Seeing Consort Qin's gentle smile, Hong Sanniang felt relieved, knowing that Consort Qin would no longer hold a grudge against her for her past rebellion, and that her daughter would not suffer misfortune because of it. Her many days of enduring humiliation and shamefully serving that young man alongside her daughter had finally been rewarded, filling her with joy and a sigh. She gave Consort Qin, who had shown her kindness, a shy and grateful smile.
The two female generals, roused to their feet, fought their way through, leading their troops to slaughter most of Li Xiong's personal guards.
Watching his close subordinates fall one after another on the battlefield, screaming in agony, Li Xiong felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He glared at the approaching Consort Qin and gritted his teeth, saying, "Consort Qin, even if you kill me, your son will still not become emperor. Why force me like this?"
Consort Qin brandished her sword and shouted angrily, "Li Xiong, you led the army in rebellion, a crime that cannot be forgiven! If you have any sense, then kneel before your aunt's horse and let your aunt bind you and send you to the Golden Palace for the Emperor to judge!"
Li Xiong laughed loudly, "My father is already dying. Do a bunch of women think they can judge me?"
He bit his tongue hard, and a sharp pain surged through him. He made up his mind, grinning maliciously as he rolled up his sleeve, revealing a black talisman on his right wrist. He placed it to his lips and bit down hard on the talisman!
Blood gushed out, instantly staining the talisman crimson. A beam of red light instantly enveloped Li Xiong, his expression suddenly contorting into a ferocious and terrifying grimace. He let out a piercing scream, "Consort Qin, Empress Zhou, don't be so arrogant! I will return!"
The red light surged, engulfing Li Xiong completely, illuminating the world.
The soldiers cried out in alarm, shielding their faces from the blinding light. For a moment, the bloody battle ceased.
The red light gradually faded, and when the light returned to normal, Consort Qin looked ahead, only to see a lone warhorse surrounded by the army. Li Xiong, on horseback, had vanished like a hawk.
Consort Qin was furious, shouting, "Li Xiong, no matter what method you use, you will not escape!" She ordered her men to search everywhere, but they could not find him.
On the distant city wall, Li Xiaomin stamped his feet and sighed deeply. He hadn't expected that Li Xiong also had a magical talisman inscribed on his body, allowing him to escape with his life in the critical moment. This talisman was likely left by the Yinshan demons to this valuable eldest prince.
Hong Sanniang raised her steel knife and cried out, "Li Xiong and Qian Song attempted rebellion, and their heads are here! You rebels, if you do not surrender, you will be killed on the spot!"

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Ninety-Five The Golden Palace

Seeing that one leader was dead and the other had fled, the soldiers who participated in the rebellion completely lost their will to fight. They dropped their weapons and let the soldiers rushing up tie them up. Some of the guards, while being tied up, still sneered, "It doesn't matter if I die, as long as the prince can leave. When he returns, he will definitely avenge me!"
The soldiers guarding him, seeing his stubbornness, first kicked him so hard that he fell face-first into the mud, then grabbed some mud, stuffed it into his mouth, and beat him severely. The other rebel soldiers were so frightened that they all knelt down and begged for surrender, no longer daring to speak or move, lest they incur severe retaliation.
On the battlefield, the chaos gradually subsided. Driven by the surrounding troops, the surrendered rebel soldiers gradually gathered together, burying their faces in their hands and awaiting their fate.
Only the imperial guards generals, their faces filled with anxiety and fear, galloped across the battlefield on horseback, bowing and scraping to the surrounding officers, begging them not to arrest them for the time being. Holding small wooden figures in their hands, they rushed to the walls of Jinling, only to be blocked by the city guards who raised sharp spears and ordered them not to approach.
The generals were so anxious that their faces changed drastically. They knelt at the foot of the city wall, kowtowing and pleading, "General Annam, please have mercy and save my family's lives! The sorcerer Dong Wangzi cast a spell and controlled my relatives. Now that the sorcerer is dead, only you can save them!"
Thinking of how they had been under the sorcerer's control for the past few days, unable to eat or sleep properly, living in constant fear and anxiety, and now being labeled as traitors, possibly facing the execution of their entire families, the generals knelt at the foot of the city wall, weeping bitterly and kowtowing incessantly.
Seeing their pitiful cries, Li Xiaomin finally couldn't help but feel compassion. He stroked his fan and sighed, "Alright, let them up! All those little wooden figures must be presented to me. Don't damage them!"
Upon hearing this, the generals felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They were all overjoyed and hurriedly ran into the city gate, went up the city wall, knelt before Li Xiaomin, kowtowed heavily, and pleaded, "General, please save the lives of my family members. We will repay your great kindness by repaying your life!"
Li Xiaomin slowly stepped forward, personally helped them up one by one, took the wooden figures they presented in fear, ordered them to step back, and took the wooden figures himself. He walked to the families of the generals, picked up one of the wooden figures, and asked, "Whose is this?"
An officer hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said it was his family member's. He pointed to an unconscious old man and said in a panic, "This is my father. He is so old, yet he has to suffer like this!" After saying this, he couldn't help but shed tears.
Holding the wooden figure, Li Xiaomin chanted incantations and secretly channeled his immortal power, ascending towards the figure.
Seven-colored steel needles were nailed to the wooden figure. Driven by his immortal power, the needles trembled slightly, then suddenly made a series of popping sounds, as they were propelled up by the immortal power and fell to the ground.
A wisp of soul drifted up from the wooden tablet. Li Xiaomin focused his eyes and looked intently, only to see that the person was the old man, his face full of confusion, as if he didn't know where to go. He pointed and shouted, "Hmph! Soul, return to your place! Do not leave!"
A wisp of light burst from his finger, shooting directly at the old man's forehead. Guided by this wisp of light, the soul slowly drifted forward, penetrating the old man's brow and suddenly disappearing inside.
Then, the drowsy old man suddenly awoke, his face blank with confusion. Looking around, he suddenly saw the anxious eyes of the Imperial Guard general before him, grabbed him, and cried out, "Son, where am I?"
The Imperial Guard general wept with joy, and father and son embraced and wept bitterly.
Seeing that Li Xiaomin had saved one person, the other generals hurriedly knelt down again, begging him to finish his good deed and not forget the others.
Li Xiaomin, holding the wooden figures, treated them one by one. After a long while, he finally awoke all those whose souls had been captured by Dong Wangzi's sorcery. The generals and their families embraced and wept bitterly, deeply grieving.
Several Imperial Guard generals already had family members who had perished at Dong Wangzi's hands. Fortunately, his other relatives had not yet suffered the same fate. They wept bitterly, their hatred for Qian Song and his men burning deep
within them. They only regretted Li Xiong's escape; otherwise, if they had caught him, they wouldn't have cared about his princely status—they would have made him taste the full force of their own fists! The battlefield was gradually calming down. Except for a portion of the Imperial Guards who, led by Qian Song's loyal retainers, had broken through the encirclement and fled in the chaos, most of the Imperial Guards knelt and surrendered. The arriving northwestern armies, along with the Imperial Guards and garrison troops, drove them together and placed them under guard.
Looking at the large number of surrendered soldiers walking obediently with their heads bowed on the battlefield, Li Xiaomin sighed deeply, knowing that this chaos had finally been quelled. In
the Tang Dynasty Imperial Palace, in the Golden Hall,
civil and military officials, led by General Li Xiaomin of Annam, knelt throughout the hall, respectfully kowtowing and shouting "Long live the Emperor!"
Above, however, the throne remained empty. Emperor Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty, having endured numerous shocks, was on the verge of death. Now, Empress Zhou held absolute power, and all officials bowed to her alone.
Although a eunuch led the kneeling officials in their salutations, none dared to show disrespect. With both prime ministers dead, and Qin Yuan suffering from a cold due to anger and distress and currently recuperating at home, the three factions were leaderless. The court was effectively ruled by Li Xiaomin, the Annan General, who was Empress Zhou's favorite. He had rendered immense service in suppressing the rebellion, and all officials, both civil and military, were convinced of his merit and dared not vie for his position. The dignified and
beautiful Empress Zhou sat majestically on her throne. Behind the beaded curtain, she parted her cherry lips and said softly, "Rise, my lords!"
Li Xiaomin led the officials in bowing several times, then rose and stood on either side of them, holding their tablets respectfully.
He stood before the assembled officials, his scepter held high, glancing furtively upwards. Behind the beaded curtain, he saw a beautiful woman, her bearing both dignified and alluring. He recalled how, after the rebellion had been quelled the previous night, she had wept and groaned beneath him, yet still relentlessly engaged in passionate lovemaking to dispel the fear and pain brought on by the immense pressure. A wave of pity washed over
him. Yet, the excitement of having an affair with the esteemed Empress was also evident in his eyes, though his face remained respectful, his head slightly bowed, showing no sign of anything amiss. Empress Zhou narrowed her beautiful eyes, scanning the assembled civil and military officials below, a sigh escaping her lips. How many of these people were truly loyal to her? If chaos erupted, could she guarantee they wouldn't side with the other?
Her gaze fell upon Li Xiaomin, her eyes warming slightly. She knew that with him by her side, there was nothing to worry about!
She had to do everything in her power to secure the Zhou family's position and her son's title of Crown Prince! Even sacrificing everything to please him was worthwhile!
Thinking of what she was about to do to him, a blush crept onto Empress Zhou's dignified face.
Struggling to suppress her turbulent emotions, Empress Zhou coughed softly, parted her lips slightly, and ordered the immediate arrest of several officials among the assembled officials who had sided with Qian Song!
Palace guards, like wolves and tigers, stormed into the hall, stripped the crying and pleading ministers of their official hats, and forced them before the jade steps to await Empress Zhou's judgment.
Empress Zhou glanced coldly at the officials and ordered them thrown into the imperial prison, to be tried and dealt with by the Court of Judicial Review the following day!
The guards bowed in obedience, ignoring the ministers' cries, and forcibly dragged them off the hall, chaining them and pulling them away.
Seeing their colleagues of yesterday reduced to prisoners today, the officials, though mostly political enemies, couldn't help but feel a sense of shared fate.
Looking at the terrified ministers below, Empress Zhou smiled calmly and said, "My lords, there is no need to worry. This is all due to the misrule of traitors like Qian Song, and has nothing to do with you."
The officials came to their senses and hurriedly bowed, thinking that these people were entangled with Qian Song and attempted to rebel against the court. Their current predicament was entirely their own fault and their crimes were unforgivable!
Li Xiaomin stood at the head of all the officials, glancing indifferently at a Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel who was subservient to him. The Vice Minister, Rong Fu, understood immediately, stepped forward with his tablet, bowed, and reported, “Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zhou has been murdered by the rebel Qian Song. There is no one in the court to manage affairs of state. If there are urgent official matters in the future, I fear it will be inappropriate. I hope Your Majesty will appoint a minister to handle the affairs.”
Empress Zhou’s beautiful eyes flashed as she looked at the bowing Vice Minister Rong Fu and calmly said, “In that case, what is your opinion?”
Rong Fu was originally a powerless official in the capital, shrewd but lacking powerful backers, thus preventing him from rising to prominence. A few days ago, it was all thanks to Li Xiaomin's recommendation that he was able to take the position of Tan Songming, who had been executed for espionage. Grateful to him, and determined to climb the ranks by clinging to his coattails, he immediately proclaimed, "Your Majesty, General Li of Annam is brave, resourceful, and skilled in both literature and martial arts. This time, the suppression of the rebellion was entirely due to General Li's efforts! He has rendered great service to the country, and if he is not rewarded, I fear the people will lose heart. In my humble opinion, if the affairs of the Tang Dynasty are to be managed, General Li is indispensable!"
The officials in the hall were stunned by his words. A eunuch in power—this was unprecedented in the Tang Dynasty. If a mere eunuch were to become prime minister, whether left or right, foreigners would laugh at the Tang Dynasty for its lack of capable ministers!
Before anyone could voice their opposition, a dozen or so officials stepped forward, bowed, and, holding their tablets, declared in unison, "Lord Rong is absolutely right! Lord Li is exceptionally talented and adept at governance. We are completely convinced that Lord Li should lead the government!"
These were officials who had pledged allegiance to Li Xiaomin. Most of them had risen through the ranks thanks to Li Xiaomin's recommendations, and were therefore deeply grateful to him. Now that he was in power, they naturally stepped forward to recommend him, hoping to serve him faithfully and become his confidants in the future, which would surely lead to a bright future.
Next, a dozen or so military officers stepped forward, patting their chests in support, saying that since General Qin was now ill and resting, the troops inside and outside Jinling City must be placed under the command of General An'nan to ensure that Qian Song's remnants would not take advantage of the chaos to threaten the state. Only General An'nan could win the hearts and minds of the troops; if anyone else were to lead the army, they would be the first to object!
The Imperial Guard generals who had defected after the war also stepped forward and knelt, weeping as they recounted how Qian Song had held their families hostage, forcing them to join the rebellion—a grave sin. Fortunately, General Annan disregarded past transgressions, not only petitioning the Empress to pardon their crimes but also repaying evil with kindness by rescuing their families. Such grace was truly immeasurable. The generals were willing to die to vouch for him, hoping that a benevolent and righteous man like General Annan would govern—a blessing for the people of the Tang Dynasty! They declared that if they had the chance to serve in the army again, even as foot soldiers, they would willingly serve General Annan. If anyone dared to harm General Annan, they would fight them to the death, even at the cost of their own lives!
Since the deaths of the two prime ministers, the civil and military officials had lost their leader and were even more bewildered by the generals' words. Seeing that the commanders of the Imperial Guard and the Garrison Army were all subservient to Li Xiaomin, and that he had also seized control of the newly reorganized Imperial Guards, who now regarded him as their savior and sincerely respected him, Li Xiaomin had secured the safety of Jinling City amidst this chaos. If anyone dared to oppose him, he could easily incite mutiny without even lifting a finger. Taking advantage of the chaos, killing a few high-ranking officials would be nothing; they could simply fall into the hands of Qian Song's remaining followers.
The civil and military officials, having fallen to this point, were not fools. Even those who had originally wanted to step forward and fight for power against the eunuchs had kept quiet, lest they become the first to speak out.
Moreover, most of the officials were Zhou's protégés. Now, seeing Empress Zhou's favorable treatment of Li Xiaomin, they were unwilling to become his enemy. Besides officials from Zhou Tai's faction, some officials from Qian Song's party, who had luckily escaped imprisonment, were also secretly considering switching allegiance to Li Xiaomin to save their lives and fortunes. Even becoming Li Xiaomin's protégé, if it meant keeping their official positions, was far better than their entire families being executed.
The clever ones hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and presented their memorials, praising General Annam's bravery and fortitude, his exceptional political acumen, and how his insights often left the officials in awe. They all expressed that serving the country under Li Xiaomin's leadership was their lifelong wish!
Empress Zhou glanced around the hall and saw that a small number of officials and military officers were speaking up for Li Xiaomin, while the rest remained silent, none daring to voice their opposition. A secret joy welled up within her, and she smiled, saying, "All of you may return to your posts for now. I understand."
She raised her beautiful eyes, gazing at the respectfully standing General of Annam in the hall, and with a slight parting of her lips, she called out her lover's name in a sweet voice, "Li Xiaomin, receive your investiture!"

Part One (Part Two) Chapter Ninety-Six: Power in Hand

. Li Xiaomin knelt obediently as the head eunuch produced the imperial edict and loudly proclaimed: "General Li Xiaomin of Annam, loyal to the country and possessing both literary and military talents, led the army to quell the rebellion and rendered great service to the nation. He is hereby enfeoffed as Marquis of Annam, granted the title of First-Class Marquis, with a fief of three thousand households! The Marquis of Annam is temporarily appointed as the Chancellor, in charge of government affairs. The positions of Left and Right Chancellors will no longer be established. Officials of the court may submit their affairs to the Chancellor for approval. Furthermore, the Marquis of Annam concurrently serves as the Deputy Privy Councilor of the Military Affairs Department, under whose command the Imperial Guard, the Forbidden Army, and the troops under the Nine Cities Garrison. All military commanders must obey his orders without fail. This is the imperial decree!"
The officials below all paled upon hearing the edict. In this way, all military and political power was entrusted to Li Xiaomin. If the Grand Councilor Qin Yuan's illness persists, it's feared that all the troops in the country will fall under Li Xiaomin's command!
Officials of Li Xiaomin's faction were overjoyed, bowing and praising, "Your Majesty is wise! We are in awe!"
Officials who wished to pledge allegiance to Li Xiaomin also bowed, secretly rejoicing. Judging from Empress Zhou's actions, the edict had already been drafted. Fortunately, they had acted quickly, seconding the motion for Li Xiaomin to take power, so they could openly pledge their allegiance to him!
Li Xiaomin bowed and expressed his gratitude before the beautiful woman, his every move meticulous, earning the admiration of the officials for his youthful success without arrogance, and for his impeccable manners.
Empress Zhou gently encouraged the officials, saying that, except for those imprisoned, the other officials would be pardoned. As for who would fill the vacant positions left by the imprisoned officials, the Marquis of An'nan would convene the officials to discuss the matter, and once a memorial was drafted, it would be submitted to Empress Zhou for her decision.
With the official business largely concluded, a eunuch stepped forward and announced loudly, "Court adjourned!"
Li Xiaomin led the civil and military officials in bowing respectfully to see Empress Zhou off.
While others bowed in obeisance, Li Xiaomin quietly raised his head, gazing at the graceful figure of the beautiful woman from afar. His heart fluttered, and he bit his lip, a secret smile playing on his lips.
After the court session ended, Li Xiaomin and the assembled officials descended the hall. Immediately, a continuous stream of civil and military officials came to offer their congratulations.
Li Xiaomin smiled and clasped his hands in greeting, chatting and laughing with the officials for a while before finally seeing them off. Then, he turned and re-entered the Golden Palace.
The few remaining eunuchs and palace maids in the hall hurriedly bowed in greeting upon seeing him. Li Xiaomin waved his hand dismissively and said calmly, "Alright, you may all leave. Close all the doors and go to the palace accounts office to collect your rewards!"
Although he still appeared as a handsome young man, his status was different, and his words carried a subtle air of authority. The eunuchs and palace maids dared not disobey, hastily bowing and thanking them before retreating, carefully closing and locking the palace doors.
Standing in the empty center of the Golden Palace, Li Xiaomin smiled slightly and announced loudly, "Your Majesty, I respectfully invite you to court!"
Suddenly, a string of silvery laughter echoed from behind the hall: "Xiaomin, everyone's gone, what's the point of court!"
On the jade steps, behind the beaded curtain, another beautifully made-up woman emerged from behind the screen. Her eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, shimmering with spring-like charm, a smile playing on her lips—none other than Empress Zhou.
Seeing the beautiful woman gracefully descend from the palace, Li Xiaomin smiled, bowed, and said with his scepter in hand, "Your subject respectfully welcomes Your Majesty the Empress!"
Empress Zhou walked gracefully to him, snatched the scepter from his hand, and lightly tapped him on the head, saying coquettishly, "How dare you! Now that you have seen me, why do you not kneel and pay your respects?"
Li Xiaomin raised an eyebrow slightly and said with a smile, "Oh? That is indeed my rudeness!"
His hands slowly stretched out and forcefully grabbed at the noble empress's breasts!
Empress Zhou let out a soft cry as her high breasts were already in his grasp. Her jade-like face flushed red, and she twisted her body, trying to break free, yet unwilling to give up such a wonderful feeling. She could only glare at him coquettishly, her eyes watery, looking extremely charming and alluring.
Li Xiaomin brazenly caressed the Empress's breasts, making her gasp for breath and lean her body against him. Only then did Li Xiaomin chuckle softly, place his hand on her shoulder, and slowly press her down.
Empress Zhou's beautiful eyes were already glazed over. It wasn't until she knelt on both knees that she came to her senses. Thinking of herself kneeling before a subject in the Golden Palace, she felt ashamed. Although she tried to struggle to stand up, the hands on her shoulders were still gently pressing and caressing her fragrant shoulders, making it impossible for her to stand.
She raised her head and looked at Li Xiaomin's smiling eyes, his lower body slowly moving closer to her face. She was filled with shame and covered her face, saying shyly, "Little eunuch, what naughty thing are you trying to do now?"
Li Xiaomin didn't answer. He simply held Empress Zhou's soft and delicate face between his legs, cupped her head, and gently stroked the phoenix bun on her head. He looked down at her, his eyes full of pleading.
Empress Zhou, blushing with embarrassment at his gaze, sighed softly, "You little rascal, I must have owed you something in my past life!"
Her luscious red lips slowly approached Li Xiaomin's lower body. Li Xiaomin tilted his head back, letting out a soft moan, feeling the intoxicating suction of the Empress's mouth, his soul almost leaving his
body. Empress Zhou knelt on the ground, carefully serving him with her fragrant lips and tongue. Her soft, panting breaths, carrying a delicate fragrance, washed over Li Xiaomin's lower body.
Li Xiaomin looked up at the surrounding scenery, seeing only splendor and magnificence, and he stood in the center of the Golden Palace, having such intimate contact with the most esteemed Empress of the dynasty. He couldn't help but smile, grateful to the heavens for granting him this extraordinary encounter!
He thought to himself, he was merely a scholar, and after arriving in this world, he was just a lowly eunuch, yet now he had become the Grand Chancellor of the Tang Dynasty, wielding immense power; once his followers and allies grew, and his power was fully established, he would become the de facto ruler of the Tang Dynasty! The beauty beneath his crotch would become his strongest ally, helping him govern this country into the nation of his dreams, a model admired by all nations!
Overjoyed, Li Xiaomin laughed loudly, reaching out to strip off her solemn and magnificent empress's robes, pressing her to the ground, and directly penetrating her incomparably noble body!
Empress Zhou groaned, her body burning hot from his frenzied movements. She collapsed to the ground, trembling and moaning.
At this moment, her upper body was still clad in her empress's robes, the magnificent gowns spreading across the floor, accentuating her alluring buttocks and legs.
Right there in this solemn and opulent Golden Palace, Li Xiaomin held down the most honored Empress of the Tang Dynasty, thrusting vigorously, his excitement driving him to ecstasy as he made love to her. She gasped for breath, fainting and then waking, clinging tightly to the handsome young man on top of her, trembling and weeping uncontrollably.
Li Xiaomin's excited voice trembled in her ear: "Your Majesty, look! We are now in the heart of the Tang Dynasty, doing such wonderful things! Don't you feel excited seeing this?"
Empress Zhou looked around blankly, gazing at the familiar, magnificent palace. The thought of herself, the mother of the nation, being pinned to the ground and forced to have sex with a mere subject filled her with shame. She covered her face and wept softly, yet an irrepressible excitement welled up within her.
Li Xiaomin's laughter suddenly rang out in the Golden Palace: "That's right, this isn't the center of the Tang Dynasty! Come, let me carry you to the center!"
He forcefully lifted Empress Zhou up and carried her step by step up the jade steps.
Holding the beautiful woman's noble body tightly, Li Xiaomin strode up the jade steps to the magnificent dragon throne. He turned around, sat down forcefully, and laughed loudly: "Today, I finally sit on the dragon throne!"
The force of his sitting caused a great shock, making Empress Zhou groan and cry loudly.
Li Xiaomin, however, was already aroused. He sat upright on the dragon throne and used his sitting position to wantonly make love to her, his hands on Empress Zhou's slender waist, supporting her delicate body as he moved up and down.
When Empress Zhou's body became limp and powerless, unable to move, Li Xiaomin laughed again, stripping her naked. Her snow-white body was left kneeling on the dragon throne, and he stood behind her. On this supremely noble throne of the Tang Dynasty, a throne no one dared to look directly at, Li Xiaomin and Empress Zhou made love, causing her to weep and writhe in agony, until she screamed and moaned several times in ecstasy. Only then did he release her, making her crawl down from the throne to kneel at his feet and suckle and clean herself.
In the Golden Palace, all was quiet. Only the soft "sucking" sounds emanated from the dragon throne.
Li Xiaomin, the Grand Chancellor and Marquis of Annan, sat atop the dragon throne reserved only for the emperor, his imposing hand resting on the head of the beautiful woman beneath him. Feeling her attentive service, a famous line frequently appearing in later fantasy novels suddenly came to mind:
"The wheels of history begin to turn..."
Indeed, at this moment, Li Xiaomin felt the turning of the wheels of history!
The Tang army was firmly in his grasp; the affairs of the Tang government were entirely under his control; the capital was long past his complete command. And now, the most esteemed empress of the Tang Dynasty knelt before him, serving him obediently!
An uncontrollable excitement shone on Li Xiaomin's face. Although his hands were caressing Empress Zhou's flowing hair, he knew that his hands were simultaneously propelling the wheels of history, driving them relentlessly and steadfastly toward the direction he desired!
A surge of intense pride welled up within Li Xiaomin, and he couldn't help but roar to the heavens. His roar, brimming with heroic spirit, was like a dragon's cry, reverberating throughout the hall.
Empress Zhou, kneeling before him, obediently serving him, looked up in surprise, staring blankly at Li Xiaomin's excited face.
Li Xiaomin, however, paid no heed, continuing his roar with boundless pride, letting it pierce the roof of the Golden Palace, soaring into the clouds, breaking through the atmosphere of this blue planet, and reaching the vast universe!

Part Two, Chapter One: The Amorous Eunuch

. The Southern Tang Imperial Palace was vast. The palace buildings were exquisitely constructed and imposing, befitting the political center of a great nation.
In a lavishly decorated palace chamber, on the large bed in her boudoir, the delicate imperial concubine lay unconscious, her naked, snow-white body covered with the marks of their passionate encounter. The handsome young man, who appeared to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, was still on top of her, thrusting vigorously, causing the much older young imperial concubine to moan softly even in her unconscious state.
On the bed beside her, three or four palace maids lay sprawled on her body, each with delicate features and slender, graceful figures. They were all naked, their snow-white bodies still stained with patches of blood, watching helplessly as the deputy chief eunuch, Eunuch Li, assaulted their mistress. However, due to their weak and powerless bodies, they could not rush to her aid, and tears streamed down their faces in despair.
A sixteen-year-old palace maid, enduring the excruciating pain of her first sexual experience, struggled to crawl over and embrace the young man's naked body, pleading in a low voice, "Eunuch Li, Consort Wan has fainted. If you continue, she'll die!"
Li Xiaomin, caught up in his excitement, stopped. Seeing that the imperial concubine beneath him was indeed unconscious, he smiled apologetically, "Your concubine is weak; I hadn't noticed. I'll have the imperial pharmacy prepare some good medicine for her to help her recover, so she doesn't faint so easily!"
The palace maid frowned and sighed softly, thinking to herself, with Eunuch Li's robust physique, there probably weren't many concubines who could withstand his advances. She wondered how the concubines who had served him before had endured it.
But before she could think further, Li Xiaomin had already changed his target, getting off his mistress and pressing her onto the bed, beginning his lovemaking. The young girl, experiencing her first sexual experience, cried and sobbed, but could only grit her teeth and endure it.
At dawn, Li Xiaomin, who had just slept for a while, opened his eyes. He felt his immortal energy flowing through his body, making him feel more energetic. He sat up and saw that the imperial concubine, with whom he had made love the previous night, was already sitting up, languidly dressing. The palace maids who had helped her dress looked even more exhausted than she was. They could only struggle to help the concubine get dressed, so that her beautiful body would not be exposed to Li Xiaomin's eyes again.
Li Xiaomin was in a good mood after waking up. He dressed and held the imperial concubine's delicate body in his arms. They sat at the table and ate breakfast together, and he even fed her himself. Watching her lean weakly against him, sweetly smiling as she tasted the food he fed her, he felt a surge of tenderness. He stroked her beautiful face and gently kissed her.
After breakfast... Seeing that it was already broad daylight, Li Xiaomin stood up and, as a eunuch, dutifully bowed to Consort Wan before leaving.
Seeing him about to depart, the imperial concubine hurriedly saw him off. However, due to her frail body, she had to call upon several palace maids who had shared her pleasure the previous night to help her, and together they escorted him out the gate.
Inside the palace, beside the main road, a charming woman, supported by several beautiful palace maids, quietly watched Li Xiaomin's departing figure, her eyes sparkling, completely captivated
. Suddenly, a sweet voice rang out beside her: "Good sister, what are you looking at again?" Consort
Wan was startled and turned around, only to see a beautiful woman standing behind her, holding a handkerchief in her hand, gently biting it with her pearly teeth, smiling at her.
Consort Wan hurriedly bowed and said, "So it's Consort Chen! What a coincidence to meet you here today!" "
She felt weak with the slightest movement, and if it weren't for the maidservant beside her gritting her teeth and supporting her, she would have probably collapsed to the ground.
Consort Chen waved her handkerchief and said with a charming smile, 'Sister Wan, please don't stand on ceremony. You must have been exhausted last night, why are you still bowing?'
Consort Wan turned pale with fright upon hearing this and hurriedly said, 'Sister, what are you saying? How could I have been tired last night?'
Consort Chen covered her mouth and laughed, 'Why are you trying to hide it from me, sister? Didn't you know I left here?'"
Seeing that Consort Wan had discovered her affair with Deputy Chief Eunuch Li, Consort Wan trembled violently, her face paled, and tears welled in her eyes. Just as she was about to kneel down and beg for her life, Consort Chen reached out and embraced her shoulders, her lips close to her ear, whispering with a smile, "This young man is the best in that area, he can make people feel like they're dying and coming back to life. I'm afraid you and these little palace maids can't satisfy him, can you?"
Consort Wan was even more shocked, staring blankly at Consort Chen, murmuring, "Could it be... that you, sister, are also with him..."
Consort Chen pouted her cherry lips, gave a light snort, and said with dissatisfaction, "This little eunuch, when he was still an unknown little eunuch, I took care of him and tried my best to make him happy, but now he's like this, not coming for ten days or half a month at a time, making me so bored."
Consort Wan looked up at her, still shaken. She was always gentle and rarely went out, and knew very little about the private affairs of the palace, even less than her personal maid. Suddenly hearing that the Consort Chen before him had also been intimate with him, Li Xiaomin was thrown into turmoil, as if in a dream.
At that moment, Li Xiaomin was walking along the main road of the palace when he suddenly sneezed several times, "Achoo! Achoo!" Rubbing his nose, he wondered, "Could it be that I got up too early and caught a chill? Or perhaps I had a good time
last night and got cold from not wearing clothes?" Thinking of the imperial concubine with whom he had shared a night of passion, an excited smile appeared on Li Xiaomin's face.
He had met this imperial concubine by chance last night. Seeing her delicate and timid appearance, Li Xiaomin was immediately captivated and carried her into her palace. They made love. Consort Wan, being delicate and charming, did not resist and allowed him to do as he pleased. Several beautiful palace maids were also lured to his bed,
and Consort Wan was willing to share his body with the other maids.
He was puzzled by the submissiveness of Consort Wan and the palace maids, unaware that within the palace, he was already a renowned hero, revered and thanked by everyone, from top to bottom.
The first time the Demon King led a horde of vengeful spirits to attack the palace, many frail eunuchs and palace maids were terrified to death. Those who survived huddled together, weeping and trembling like leaves.
Amidst the howling of the vengeful spirits, the palace servants were kneeling and kowtowing, praying with tears streaming down their faces, when suddenly they heard the young eunuch Li, with his unparalleled magic, roar outside, shattering the vengeful spirits' attack and allowing everyone in the palace to escape. The next day, the palace servants emerged from their rooms trembling. Talking about the incident, they learned that the one who had saved their lives was none other than Eunuch Li, the head of the imperial kitchen, and they were all filled with gratitude. When they returned and told the empresses, the imperial concubines were also deeply grateful, and they held the young man with magical powers in high regard. Unfortunately, he was always elusive, appearing briefly at the palace each day before disappearing without a trace, leaving them no chance to see his face. Yet, in their hearts, they all remembered the name Li Xiaoming.
The second time, Qian Song and Li Xiong conspired to rebel, ordering Qian Wulin to lead an army to attack the palace, intending to seize the throne. However, the Zhenxie Army soldiers under Li Xiaomin's command tightly closed the palace gates, blocking them from entering. This enraged Qian Wulin, who declared that once he stormed the palace, he would slaughter everyone inside!
At that time, the sounds of battle filled the air outside the palace, terrifying the imperial concubines, who could only cling to their maids and weep, fearing the tragic fate of being raped and murdered by the marauding soldiers along with their maids when other countries fell!
At this critical juncture, it was General Li Xiaomin of Annam who turned the tide, single-handedly defeating the rebels. He ordered his undercover general, who had been planted among the rebels, to capture Qian Wulin and Mo Shangchou alive. Li Xiaomin then led tens of thousands of troops out of the city to fight a decisive battle, utterly crushing the 120,000 imperial guards involved in the rebellion and saving the lives of all the officials and civilians in the city. For this, the people of the city were deeply grateful, erecting a memorial tablet for him and offering incense.
Not only in the city, but also within the palace, many palace maids were grateful to him, setting up memorial tablets in their rooms, burning incense and praying that Eunuch Li would live a long and healthy life, forever guarding the palace, so that they could live peacefully and happily there. Furthermore
, Eunuch Li was appointed Grand Chancellor, in charge of the affairs of the Tang Dynasty, becoming a figure second only to the emperor. To the eunuchs and palace maids, he was a god-like figure, worthy of their sincere reverence. Even for the imperial concubines who had long resided in the palace, the position of Grand Chancellor was a high rank that even their relatives could not attain, meaning that Li Xiaomin's actual position was only above theirs. Therefore, the entire palace held Li Xiaomin in both respect and fear, far exceeding that of the ailing, dying emperor.
Thus, Consort Wan was both ashamed and delighted by Li Xiaomin's intimate gestures. In her surprise, she couldn't think of resisting. When the two were together, the intoxicating pleasure made her feel as if she were on cloud nine. She had no thought of resistance whatsoever.
On the palace road, Li Xiaomin walked slowly alone, his hands behind his back. The eunuchs and palace maids who saw him hurriedly knelt down, respectfully bowing to Vice Grand Chancellor Li.
As a person of high status, Li Xiaomin was already used to the greetings from the eunuchs and palace maids, and no longer returned the greetings. He simply looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "The sun shines brightly, the breeze is warm, truly perfect weather for a public execution..." "

Part Two, Chapter Two: Public Execution in the Street.

In Jinling, the capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty,
the most bustling street was teeming with people. Large numbers of people gathered on both sides of the street, craning their necks, waiting to see the traitor be executed in the street.
A clamor arose from afar, and as the crowd parted like a tide, a long procession approached . Everyone in the procession carried a solemn aura, making them awe-inspiring.
At the head of the procession came infantrymen wielding clubs, shouting to clear a path, forcefully pushing aside the people blocking the way, and marching towards the execution ground.
Next came a large number of cavalrymen, holding gleaming spears, riding up, their wary eyes scanning the surrounding crowd, wary of anyone..." They came to storm the execution ground and rescue the condemned prisoners.
Behind the cavalry, a dozen prison carts, surrounded by soldiers, pushed forward. Inside each cart sat a man, disheveled and filthy. He was heavily chained, showing no trace of the imposing presence he once possessed as a minister or general.
Although their situation was the same, their expressions varied greatly. Some were ashen-faced and stunned; some wept, trembling; some gritted their teeth, pointing to the sky and cursing, their heroic spirit undiminished even in their cages.
But such cursing only provoked the hatred of the surrounding crowd. Stones rained down, striking General Qian Wulin in the cage on the head and body, and also injuring the other ten traitors, leaving them covered in wounds and groaning on the ground.
Despite the hail of stones, Qian Wulin ignored it all. Standing tall in his cage, he roared to the sky: "Li Xiaomin, you dog eunuch!" "I cannot eat your flesh in life, but in death I will devour your soul!"
He could not see that beside him, a hidden ghost guard, enraged by his words, swung his spirit blade and struck him heavily on the head with the back of the blade, punishing him for the grave sin of insulting his master.
Qian Wulin, with his chained hands raised, pointed to the sky and cursed, suddenly felt a piercing pain in his head. He immediately knelt on the ground, clutching his head and crying out in pain, claiming it was just a headache from anger. Little did he know that a vengeful ghost was lurking nearby.
The surrounding crowd cheered loudly, all saying that they had knocked down this traitor with a stone, preventing him from uttering further treasonous words.
At the back of the procession, Li Xiaomin rode his tall horse slowly. Looking at the rain of stones ahead, scattering prisoners in cages and guards outside, he couldn't help but feel smug: "Luckily, I had the foresight to not be at the front of the procession, otherwise, I'd probably have been hit by a few stones too!"
Beside him, the Minister of Justice, Xi Quanyong, who was riding closely behind him, cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "Lord Li, look at all these people gathered here, hating the traitors to the bone. It's clear that rebellion and turmoil are unpopular and deserve the condemnation of everyone!" Li
Xiaomin laughed heartily and chatted casually with him as they walked towards the execution ground.
This execution was overseen by him and Xi Quanyong. Although Xi Quanyong was the newly appointed Minister of Justice, he respected him greatly and naturally treated him with utmost respect. Moreover, Xi Quanyong was originally a key figure in Zhou Tai's faction, and his entire family was nearly wiped out by the rebels. If it weren't for Li Xiaomin's intervention to bring them back, he might have followed in Zhou Tai's footsteps. Later, thanks to Li Xiaomin's recommendation, he was able to retain his post, and naturally felt grateful. He listened to this Grand Secretary, who was deeply favored by Empress Zhou, and never dared to
show any disrespect because of his young age. The people had already thrown stones, giving the rebellious ministers and generals a good beating. Feeling satisfied, they watched the prison carts gradually disappear into the distance, still not satisfied, and held stones around their necks, hoping that more prison carts would arrive so they could beat them to their heart's content.
Next to arrive, however, were not criminals, but two officials on horseback. The dark-faced, long-bearded minister behind him was one thing, but walking in front was a young man in a python robe and jade belt.
He was handsome, only fourteen or fifteen years old, yet he held such a high position, which seemed quite unusual.
Some clever commoners, quick-witted, immediately guessed who it was and knelt down, shouting, "Is that Eunuch Li, the one who quelled the rebellion?"
The guards, eager to curry favor with Li Xiaomin, loudly replied, "That's right! It's Lord Li, the Grand Secretary who single-handedly quelled the rebellion, who has come personally to oversee the execution of the rebels!"
Upon hearing this, the people were overjoyed and knelt down en masse, kowtowing and shouting, "Lord Li, please accept our bow!"
Li Xiaomin, high on his horse, smiled and returned the greeting, looking at the kneeling crowd in the street, and sighed inwardly, "The Chinese people are so easily fooled; just a little kindness to them and they're moved to tears."
On the streets, the people knelt and kowtowed, their voices of gratitude and praise echoing throughout the city.
Ahead, stones continued to rain down; the people who had been waiting ahead roared and cursed, hurling warm stones at the cages. The shouts of anger and gratitude mingled with the cries of the rebellious ministers, creating a peculiar symphony.
After overcoming numerous obstacles, they finally reached the execution ground. The executioners, with axemen, had bound a dozen criminals tightly to wooden stakes, standing behind them with fierce expressions, awaiting Li Xiaomin's order to behead them.
Li Xiaomin and Xi Quanyong sat high on the execution platform, looking down at the ashen-faced criminals below, shaking their heads and sighing.
These men were all high-ranking officials, usually imposing and dignified. They might not have even given a lowly eunuch like themselves a second glance. Now, this lowly eunuch held the high position of Grand Secretary, overseeing the execution of these ministers—a truly bizarre turn of events.
The head executioner, responsible for carrying out the beheadings, respectfully brought forward a large sheet of paper with the names of more than a dozen ministers written on it. Li Xiaomin didn't even glance at it, but picked up a vermilion pen, drew a vertical line across the names of those dozen or so people, threw the death list down, and shouted, "Ready?"
The head executioner kowtowed and replied respectfully, "Please give the order, Your Excellency!"
Hearing the conversation above, the prisoners below trembled violently, knowing that their lives were about to end.
The obese Mo Shangchou was already trembling uncontrollably; if he hadn't been tied to the wooden stake, he probably would
have collapsed to the ground long ago. By now, his face was streaked with tears. He looked up at Li Xiaomin with teary eyes and cried out, "Eunuch Li, spare me! I was framed by Qian Song and Li Xiong. They set a trap and forced me to do this!"
"Shut up!" A burly man shouted from the side. He glared at Mo Shangchou with contempt and roared, "Mo Shangchou! You're a military man, how can you be so cowardly and useless!"
Even tied to a wooden stake, Qian Wulin still exuded a heroic aura. He looked up at Li Xiaomin, who sat on the execution platform, his eyes blazing with fury. He roared, "You dog eunuch! You've gained power today, but you'll suffer retribution one day!"
Li Xiaomin smiled coldly, not bothering to argue with this condemned criminal. He picked up a red token, threw it down, and shouted, "Execute!"
More than ten executioners raised their broadswords high, took a deep breath, and were about to bring them down heavily!
Qian Wulin raised his head and shouted, "Today I die here, but when the Prince of Danyang returns to Jinling, he will surely slaughter you all to avenge me!"
The executioner's blade swung down, severing his neck with a loud crack. His head was severed and fell to the ground, rolling around with more than a dozen other heads. Almost simultaneously
, more than a dozen ghostly figures emerged from the blood-splattered necks, staring blankly at the familiar yet strange world around them.
Just as before their deaths, the surrounding area was filled with hideous executioners and a large crowd of onlookers. The only difference was the presence of many terrifying, blood-stained ghosts, wielding knives and spears, hovering around the execution ground. Especially around the execution platform, the number of ghosts guarding it was countless.
On the execution platform, Li Xiaomin squinted, staring at the newly emerged ghosts.
With his eyes cleansed by the talismanic water, he could clearly see the expressions of fear and confusion on the faces of those ghosts, completely different from the common people who only looked at the corpses and cheered loudly.
Dozens of ghosts floated out from the ground; it was the Black and White Impermanence leading a large number of Yin soldiers. From underground, they bowed to Li Xiaomin from afar, then commanded their subordinates to attack the newly born ghosts.
As for the surrounding ghost guards, they ignored each other, keeping to themselves and not interfering in each other's affairs.
Li Xiaomin returned the bow to the void, intently watching the Black and White Impermanence's daily work.
The newly born ghosts were all filled with terror; before they could even react, they were dragged away. Mo Shangchou's fat ghost only had time to cry out before the Yin soldiers shackled him and dragged him away. Mo Shangchou's fat ghost only had time to utter, "What are you…"
before being dragged underground by the Yin soldiers, as if submerged in water, and never to be seen again.
In the center of the execution ground, a tall ghost looked around, a look of understanding quickly appearing on his face, as if he had realized his predicament.
His gaze landed on the handsome young man on the execution platform, and a look of rage appeared on the ghost's face. He leaped up and flew towards the execution platform.
Seeing this, the surrounding ghost soldiers hurriedly threw out chains, which rattled several times and tightened around his neck. They shouted, "Hmph! The King of Chaos has sent you to hell. How can we let you escape? Come with us now!"
Anger rose on Qian Wulin's ghostly face. He roared to the sky, his voice shrill and truly like a ghostly wail.
Blood-red light quickly emanated from his spirit body, spreading in all directions.
Li Xiaomin frowned slightly. He recognized the blood-red light as the ghost's resentment. Qian Wulin was guilty and killed, and his resentment was indeed considerable. The strength of his resentment was rarely seen among the ghosts of Jinling.
Seemingly influenced by his resentment, a crimson light rapidly spread across the ground, merging with the resentment emanating from Qian Wulin to form a gigantic pillar of blood-red light that shot straight into the sky!
The ghostly soldiers, struck by this pillar, were instantly thrown backward, their faces turning pale. They pointed at Qian Wulin and roared angrily, yet dared not approach the pillar of blood-red light.
Qian Wulin bared his teeth and roared furiously, his spirit rapidly expanding, spreading his arms, and flying straight towards Li Xiaomin!
Li Xiaomin coldly smiled at the enraged ghost charging towards him, his gaze towards Qian Wulin filled with disdain.
Seeing his contemptuous look, Qian Wulin's ghost became even more enraged, hissing and howling, "You dog eunuch! You ruined my plans, took my life! I will devour your soul alive!!"
Li Xiaomin didn't even bother to look at him. With a flick of his finger, dozens of ghost guards instantly surrounded him, brandishing their spirit blades and roaring, "You little brat, how dare you! Surrender now, or your soul will be scattered!"
Qian Wulin refused to listen. He swung his arms, blood spurting out, shooting straight towards Li Xiaomin, intending to use all his remaining spiritual power to drain Li Xiaomin's soul on the spot!
Lin Li leaped out, his spirit blade slashing down, breaking through the giant pillar of blood light, and heavily striking Qian Wulin's crown with a loud hiss. Qian Wulin was cleaved to the ground by this blow, his head split open in two.
His ghostly form fell to the ground, while Qian Wulin struggled to his feet. The two halves of the head, split in two, slowly reformed into one, hissing and groaning, "Who are you? How can you not be afraid of my resentment!"
Lin Li leaped into the air before him, brandishing his sword, and sneered, "I am Lin Li, a ghost guard under Lord Li! Your newly born resentment is nothing compared to our three hundred years of accumulated grievances. Such petty tricks, which we would never use, are beneath our notice!"
Li Xiaomin sat on the execution platform, lazily waving his hand, signaling Lin Li to stop wasting his breath. Lin Li understood, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of ghost guards surrounded him, grinning maliciously as they wildly slashed at Qian Wulin's body.
Qian Wulin was suddenly struck by a painful blow. His body trembled violently, and he roared to the sky, "Impossible! I don't believe this can happen! How could this damned eunuch have so many vengeful ghosts protecting him!"
Before he finished speaking, a spirit blade swung down, severing his spirit's head. A ghost guard leaped over, grabbed the piece of his skull, and began to devour it like a watermelon.
Once he started eating, the other ghost guards weren't to be outdone, each grabbing a piece and stuffing it into their mouths. In no time, they had completely devoured Qian Wulin's spirit, its soul no longer able to wander the world.
From the soul-collecting jade pendant worn by Li Xiaomin, a crimson shadow shot out, manifesting in the air and bowing respectfully to the Black and White Impermanence. It was Yue Niang, at Li Xiaomin's instruction, going to inquire about the strange occurrences from the two ghosts.
The Black and White Impermanence returned the greeting, smiling wryly, "Thank you for your help! Although we took one less ghost back today, at least we didn't let him escape, and we've also saved one less vengeful spirit from running rampant in the world."
Moon Maiden asked curiously, "May I ask you two ghost messengers, aren't you specifically responsible for collecting souls? Why couldn't you even catch this little new
ghost?" The Black and White Impermanence exchanged glances, and after a long while, White Impermanence sighed dejectedly, "This matter is a long story. Jinling is a very strange place, a dark place within a dark place, where vengeful ghosts often arise, defying our control. Vengeful ghosts elsewhere, although harboring resentment, are ultimately not strong enough for us to catch easily." "We can catch them. The vengeful spirits of Jinling, as long as they harbor resentment, exude resentment from their spirits, which combines with the accumulated resentment underground to form a powerful force that makes it impossible for us underworld messengers to approach. It's you all, who are born from resentment, who are not afraid of the resentment of these vengeful spirits. If it weren't for your help today, this new ghost would have escaped again!" Black Impermanence
also sighed, bowing his head, "For hundreds of years, the resentment in Jinling has grown stronger and stronger, to the point that we can hardly bear it. If Jinling weren't so strange, how could we allow so many ghosts to wander around the Jinling area?" "They're restless and defy the rules of the underworld! We've sent ghosts to explore the underground, but we've discovered some very strange places deep beneath Jinling. The resentment there is so strong that even we underworld messengers can't approach them. Even the vengeful ghosts who often wander Jinling, when forced by us to investigate, couldn't withstand the intense resentment, and many perished. And we underworld messengers have been short-handed for the past few centuries, so we've had to leave it alone."
Moon Maiden asked curiously, "So, does this mean the underworld will no longer concern itself with the Jinling area?"
White Impermanence shook his head and sighed, "Of course not, it's just... " "It's simply beyond my capabilities. If Your Excellency can uncover the secrets within, I, the underworld messenger, will be eternally grateful!"
On the execution platform in the distance, Li Xiaomin stood up with a smile, his lips moving slightly to transmit
a voice inaudible to humans to the ears of the Black and White Impermanence: "Please rest assured, if I can do it, I will definitely uncover the secrets beneath Jinling and report them to you!"
The Black and White Impermanence bowed and led their subordinates, slowly sinking into the ground and disappearing without a trace.

Part Two, Chapter Three: The God of Eunuchs

In the Imperial Palace, on the large open space in front of the Inner Affairs Office, a large number of eunuchs and palace maids gathered, all with joyful faces, whispering among themselves.
Li Xiaomin sat upright in a grand chair on the steps, looking at the eunuchs and palace maids, feeling comfortable and gratified.
Just now, he had received the imperial decree from Empress Zhou appointing him as the Grand Eunuch of the Inner Palace. In any case, the head eunuch had already died after being repeatedly frightened, leaving the position vacant. Apart from the highly respected Li Xiaomin, no one else dared to take the position.
When the imperial decree arrived, Empress Zhou was already drenched in sweat and delirious from his actions. She didn't bother to ask why he cared so much about the position of head eunuch, and simply took the seal, stamping it on the imperial decree prepared by Li Xiaomin. Then, Li Xiaomin carried her to the bed, and they made love several times until Empress Zhou fainted in satisfaction. Only then did Li Xiaomin drag his weary body out and order the eunuchs to gather all the palace eunuchs and maids to the Inner Affairs Office for the proceedings.
The area in front of the Inner Affairs Office, which had been mostly open, was now crowded with eunuchs and maids from the entire palace. However, these eunuchs and maids were all well-versed in etiquette, and no one dared to push or shove, so the order was quite good.
One of Li Xiaomin's most capable subordinates, recently appointed as the Grand Eunuch by Li Xiaomin's orders, was riding high on his newfound power. Full of pride, he stood before the steps and loudly proclaimed, "Brothers and sisters, listen up! Today, Her Majesty the Empress has personally bestowed upon Eunuch Li the title of Grand Eunuch of the Inner Palace! This is a great joy for our palace! Today, everyone in the palace has come to congratulate Eunuch Li!"
The officials of the Imperial Kitchen led the way, bowing and shouting, "Eunuch Li is highly respected and virtuous; we all admire him!"
Seeing Li Xiaomin's current immense power, the other eunuchs and palace maids were not to be outdone, bowing down and loudly congratulating him, saying that Li Xiaomin had lived up to everyone's expectations and had finally become the Grand Eunuch of the Inner Palace. He was truly the linchpin of the Inner Palace. Under Eunuch Li's leadership, the Inner Palace would surely be well-organized and praised by all.
On the stone steps, Li Xiaomin sat upright in his grand chair, looking at the eunuchs and palace maids kneeling before him. He was overjoyed and chuckled, "No need for formalities! Today I've been promoted to head eunuch, a favor from Her Majesty the Empress. But it's also thanks to the support of all my brothers and sisters. Let's have a drink first, then collect some red envelopes. Consider it a small gift from me!"
These eunuchs and palace maids already knew Li Xiaomin was generous. Since returning from his lucrative campaign in the south, he had already given them many rewards. Now that he had been promoted to head eunuch of the inner palace, they all knew he would reward them again. Hearing this, they were overjoyed, kowtowing and praising him endlessly.
The head eunuchs of each department scrambled to their feet, surrounding Li Xiaomin, showering him with flattery. They desperately fawned over him, praising him as a young man of high virtue and unparalleled talent, saying that such a great young eunuch had never appeared in the inner palace since the founding of the dynasty. He was truly unprecedented.
Such a young prodigy was truly unique; no one else could match him.
These eunuchs were masters of flattery, employing professional methods. Li Xiaomin, flattered, laughed heartily, stood up, and looked at his thousands of subordinates, feeling smug. Thinking that he had finally attained the most prestigious position among the palace eunuchs, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Alright, everyone has worked all day and is tired. Let's go have a drink!"
The imperial kitchen had already set up a large banquet in the open space in front of their quarters. The eunuchs and palace maids sat at the tables, eating and drinking heartily, and, fueled by the alcohol, playing drinking games, shouting and laughing, all in high spirits. They all said it was thanks to Eunuch Li that they could eat and drink so happily today.
The Grand Eunuch of the Inner Palace was indeed the most prestigious position in the eyes of all the eunuchs in the palace. Those who held this position were seen as second only to the emperor, like prime ministers, revered by all eunuchs and palace maids. This Eunuch Li, so young and already a eunuch, had risen to the position of Grand Secretary, even higher than the Left and Right Chancellors—he was practically a god among eunuchs, an idol worshipped by all eunuchs!
The beautiful palace maids, too, were secretly captivated. Looking at Li Xiaomin's handsome, fair face seated at the head of the table, their cheeks flushed, they secretly pondered how they, too, possessed considerable beauty. If they could win over this young and successful Eunuch Li, not only would they be respected and envied by everyone in the palace, but their families outside the palace would also benefit greatly. Many had already begun secretly plotting how to approach this high and mighty Eunuch Li.
All the influential eunuchs in the palace rushed to toast Li Xiaomin, desperately flattering him, hoping he would take notice of them and promote them, or at least not hand over their positions to his trusted eunuchs, leaving them with no future income.
All the eunuchs watched him expectantly, hoping to become his confidants—that would be the greatest fortune in their lives! Meanwhile,
at the seats reserved for female officials and palace maids, Gao Su'e and her subordinates, Xiao Taohong and Liu Lü, sat watching from afar as Li Xiaomin, surrounded by eunuchs and supervisors, laughed and drank heartily. His carefree and elegant demeanor was truly unmatched by ordinary people, and they couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed and pleased, envying their own discerning eye in having shared a romantic relationship with this great eunuch. They believed they would surely receive his favor in the future. Even if they were lucky enough to marry a wealthy and powerful young man like him outside the palace, it would be far less fortunate than their current situation.
Seated at another table were the palace maids who served Empress Zhou. Apart from a few maids still on duty to attend to Empress Zhou, the others sat at their seats, shyly watching Li Xiaomin not far away. Their hearts were filled with mixed emotions: fear that their affair with him would be exposed and they would be dragged to the Imperial Household Department and beaten to death; yet they also knew that if they could win his favor, their future would be much easier. However, given his current power and Empress Zhou's dependence on him, even if the affair were exposed, he would have a way to suppress it and prevent any scandals.
The drinking continued until the moon was high in the sky before everyone dispersed in high spirits.
Li Xiaomin was already half-drunk. Although the wine was weak, he couldn't withstand so many toasts, and he walked unsteadily.
Several clever and beautiful palace maids hurriedly stepped forward to help him, slipping the red envelopes they had received into the hands of the eunuchs nearby. Having received their bribes, the eunuchs no longer objected, allowing the young girls to help Eunuch Li.
Seeing Li Xiaomin drunk, Gao Su'e felt a pang of concern. Although she wanted to help him up, she feared others would discover their relationship, so she refrained and quickly returned to rest with her personal maid.
Some eunuchs, oblivious to the situation, tried to curry favor with their new superior, attempting to use their status to intimidate the maids and make them leave. However, Li Xiaomin, with his drunken eyes open, found their old faces irritating. He dismissed them, saying he only needed these girls to help him back to his quarters.
The maids, beaming with joy, helped Li Xiaomin to his residence. Seeing their radiant smiles, the eunuchs, who had received double bribes, felt a pang of resentment, lamenting that they hadn't been born women; even if they wanted to be intimate with Eunuch Li, they wouldn't have the means!
It was truly a case of "the crescent moon shining over the nine provinces, some joyful, some sorrowful." The happiest of all were the beautiful maids who had managed to support Li Xiaomin. They happily helped him into the large house where Li Xiaomin lived in the palace. They were all surprised by the size of the bedroom. They hadn't expected Eunuch Li to like sleeping on such a large bed; was someone as small as him going to roll around on it?
Li Xiaomin was helped to sit on a wide chair at the table. Several soft hands massaged his shoulders and legs, loosening his bones, while a pretty young girl served him a hangover soup to help him sober up.
The hangover soup tasted sweet and sour, quite pleasant. Li Xiaomin indeed became more sober.
Opening his eyes, he was startled: in his bedroom, there stood more than a dozen beautiful young girls, all staring at him expectantly, their eyes slightly flushed with shy delight, but with a hint of wanting to devour him.
Li Xiaomin scratched his head, his half-drunk mind racing for a moment, and then he understood: he was now the undisputed diamond bachelor in the palace, admired by all the young palace maids, who all watched him intently, hoping to develop a close relationship with him. If they could form a mutually beneficial relationship, that would be even better!
Li Xiaomin's eyes deepened, filled with wisdom. His gaze swept over their heads, landing on the starry sky outside the window. He thought of his past life and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
In his previous life, he was an unremarkable young man, handsome enough, but ignored by all the girls. Now, though nominally a eunuch missing a piece of flesh, he had become the dream lover of all the palace maids. Indeed, as the saying goes, power is the best aphrodisiac!
At that moment, Li Xiaomin finally grasped the true meaning of life, his wisdom further enhanced. He stood up and, with a compassionate tone, calmly said, "I understand your intentions. Since you've come, I can't let you leave empty-handed. Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed!"
Hearing these shocking words, all the palace maids gasped, letting out soft gasps of astonishment. The room was filled with the sounds of warbling birds, all expressing extreme surprise. While
the women were stunned, only one clever and pretty young palace maid looked at Li Xiaomin with awe, secretly admiring him. Indeed, only a great hero could be so true to himself, seeing through the maids' purpose in coming with a single sentence, and with a compassionate heart, fulfilling the wishes of all the girls who had come. Such wisdom and magnanimity were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Not all palace maids understood Li Xiaomin's good intentions as well as she did. Several maids were so frightened that their limbs went weak, and they retreated step by step. Some of the more timid ones were already preparing to flee through the door.
With a "bang," the door closed automatically. Next, the two open windows also closed automatically, turning the spacious bedroom into a sealed space, ensuring that no one could escape.
Seeing Li Xiaomin's sympathetic and smiling demeanor, and remembering the rumors that Eunuch Li possessed magical powers, the few ungrateful maids who had tried to escape let out a mournful cry and dared not resist in the slightest.
Li Xiaomin reached out and took the hand of a beautiful, trembling palace maid, leading her to the bedside. With a swift movement, he lifted her and placed her on the bed, skillfully removing her Song Dynasty robes to reveal her naked, snow-white body. Then, turning back, his eyes gleaming with intelligence, he said calmly, "Sisters, please get into bed!"
One of the maids let out a groan, her body collapsing limply to the ground. She finally understood why Eunuch Li wanted such a large bed.
Li Xiaomin's gaze swept across the faces of the beautiful young women. His gaze seemed to possess a magical power, making the maids dare not disobey his command. They wept softly, some with shame, some with joy, some with sorrow, some with fear, slowly undressing and getting into bed one by one. They trembled and curled up, some sitting with their knees drawn up to their chests, heads bowed, trembling and silent.
The once enormous bed now seemed rather cramped with so many young women on it. Li Xiaomin sighed slightly, regretting that he hadn't possessed the foresight to anticipate the situation sooner. Otherwise, he could have made an even bigger bed earlier, and things wouldn't be so crowded.
But that could wait. Li Xiaomin bent down, cradled the unconscious girl in his arms, and solemnly walked to the bedside. He laid her body on the bed and quickly stripped her naked.
The night's chill roused the girl quickly. Opening her beautiful eyes, she looked at the eunuch before her, filled with shame and fear. She hurriedly hid on the bed, clinging tightly to a close friend, sobbing softly.
Li Xiaomin didn't use his magic on her. Instead, he took a few steps back, smiled slightly, and his laughter carried a strong sense of reassurance, calming the terrified girls. They looked at Li Xiaomin shyly, their eyes filled with resigned joy.
Standing before the bed, Li Xiaomin slowly unbuttoned his clothes. He casually tossed aside the robes of a respected chief eunuch, revealing his inner garment.
His upper body quickly became naked, revealing his slender and well-built physique; only his lower body remained clad in trousers.
His hand reached for his belt. Under the tense gazes of all the girls, he suddenly reached out and untied his belt!
All the beautiful girls gasped in shock, staring in utter horror at his strong and powerful genitals. It was like lightning tearing through the darkness, flashing through their minds, leaving them dizzy and almost dreaming.
Before the bed stood the eunuch god, the Grand Eunuch Li, whose physique was astonishingly robust, almost superhuman.
A soft light shone upon him, bathing the naked boy before the bed in radiance, making him stand majestically like a naked god, receiving the awe-inspiring gazes of the beautiful girls.
The girls stared dumbfounded at the radiant boy before the bed, none of them noticing that the Moon Goddess, hidden in the shadows, was using her spiritual power to illuminate his naked body, as instructed by Li Xiaomin, to enhance the awe-inspiring impact of his entrance. With solemn steps, Li Xiaomin, like a true god, slowly walked to the bedside, climbed onto it, embraced a pure sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, pressed her stiff, naked body beneath him, and with a benevolent smile, gently kissed her forehead.
Long, slender legs were gently parted, and the eunuch god lay upon the pure and flawless body of the young girl. After a weak scream, he broke through the barrier of purity and became one with the girl.
Slowly lowering his head, the eunuch looked with a compassionate gaze at the virgin blood slowly flowing from the girl's lower body, thinking to himself, "Hmph, I dreamt a few days ago that someone posted a book review on a novel website saying that I haven't slept with enough virgins, that I'm not like a modern person at all! What kind of talk is that! Virginity complex, that's a curse engraved in the hearts of every Chinese man. Do you think I'm any different from others? Hmph, just for that sentence, I'll do something earth-shattering, deflowering more than a dozen pure girls at once. Such a great feat, who among you can compare!"
On the large bed, the beautiful girls huddled together naked, watching with fear and shyness as Eunuch Li and the sister became entangled, making her both cry and laugh. Their snow-white bodies gradually turned pink, and a sense of anticipation and curiosity began to rise in the hearts of the beautiful girls.
Watching the girl beneath Li Xiaomin, moaning with ecstatic fervor, the other girls began to shyly exchange glances, wondering which of their sisters would be next to be taken by Eunuch Li, or who would boldly offer themselves to him
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