[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - Chapter 25 (End)

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating Meng Xian'er and making her radiant. The Lightning Goddess leaped up behind her, clapping her hands excitedly and laughing, "Great! Another one more!" Meng Xian'er smiled wryly, curtsying to the beauties before her, "Gentlemen, I'm so sorry!"
Consort Qin stepped forward to help her up, offering a few words of gentle comfort, then turned her gaze to Li Xiaomin. She asked, "You said you wanted to ask about the strength of the Northern Zhao army, is that what you wanted to ask this young lady?"
Li Xiaomin nodded, pulling Meng Xian'er to sit down. He then inquired in detail about the situation in Jinling. Although the highest-ranking official in the vicinity of Jinling was absent, Li Xiaomin's remaining influence kept the ghosts from easily fleeing. The ghost intelligence agency was also operating as usual. Gai Xian'er's master was one of the heads of this intelligence agency, and they often exchanged intelligence, allowing her to transmit the latest information to Western Shu. This time was no exception. The ghosts had thoroughly investigated the number and training level of the Northern Zhao army outside the city and informed Meng Xian'er of this intelligence. Now, Meng Xian'er informed Li Xiaomin that 300,000 Northern Zhao troops were besieging the city. Li Xiaomin slammed his hand on the table and sighed, "Jinling cannot be defended!"
Although Meng Xian'er hadn't mentioned the situation of Jinling's defenses, Li Xiaomin understood that the combined forces of the city's defenders were far outnumbered by the enemy. Moreover, the enemy army consisted of battle-hardened elites; how could the city's defenders possibly withstand such a large force?
Meng Xian'er nodded and sighed, "That's what I think too. If you were in the city, you might still have a chance to fight; but now the city is in chaos, the soldiers are demoralized, and have no will to fight. How can we not be defeated?"
The beautiful women sitting opposite Li Xiaomin mostly had furrowed brows and looked lost. Only Hong Sanniang and her daughter, who were not originally from Jinling and were former rebels, didn't seem to care about the safety of Jinling. Song Xixi, worried that her former maids might be killed by the marauding soldiers after the city fell, jumped up and cried, "Then quickly bring all my maids here! Just in case anything happens to them!"
Qingling raised an eyebrow and said urgently, "That makes sense! Quickly bring everyone from my maternal grandmother's family here, just in case anything happens!"
Li Xiaomin spread his hands and smiled bitterly, "Bringing your maternal grandmother is naturally no problem. But if you want to bring your maternal grandfather, I'm afraid it won't work, because this wretched barrier forbids men from entering or leaving."
Qingling said urgently, "My maternal grandfather passed away long ago. Only my maternal grandmother is still alive. Last time, I was afraid something might happen, so I didn't dare contact her. Now the situation is urgent, quickly bring my maternal grandmother here, and also bring my aunt. As for my uncle, we can only leave it to fate." "Oh no!"
Consort Yun exclaimed anxiously, "Yes, quickly bring all my relatives here! And Consort Chen, she must be terrified in the palace, bring her along too! If we bring all our relatives here, even if the city falls, fewer people will die!" Consort
Qin jumped up, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Are you only thinking about getting your relatives to escape the war, but not about how to protect the Tang Dynasty?" Li Xiaomin smiled bitterly
, "Of course I am! My foundation is there, how could I bear to give it up! But what can we do? We are all trapped now. If we don't bring your female relatives in, I'm afraid they will all be killed by the marauding soldiers once the city falls. Perhaps they will even be violated by the marauding soldiers before they die! Think about it, do we have any better way?"
Consort Qin listened, tears streaming down her face. Thinking of her relatives who had been slaughtered, her heart ached terribly, but she was helpless. She could only hug Li Xiaomin, rest her face on his shoulder, and cry loudly. Empress Zhou sat on the throne in the Golden Palace, her face filled with anxiety. She asked in a deep voice, "My lords, given the current situation, do you have any countermeasures?" As she finished speaking, she inwardly cursed these ministers. They were all only thinking of themselves. Yesterday, during court, she had inquired about this matter, and the vast majority of them demanded that she immediately surrender the city. Such an idea was purely to protect their own families, disregarding the safety of the imperial family.
Leaving aside everything else, even if those ministers were to surrender, they might still gain favor with the Northern Zhao court, but what would become of the Tang imperial family? If any of the Northern Zhao generals were lustful, she herself would likely be humiliated, let alone the safety of the Li imperial family. It was one thing for other ministers to say this, but for her brother to say the same thing broke Empress Zhou's heart. He wanted to protect the Zhou family, but what fate awaited him if he were captured by the Zhao soldiers?
Since the new ruler of Northern Zhao, Empress Zhou had often heard that King Zhao Jun was a lecherous and lustful man. In his boudoirs, regardless of rank or age, anyone with even a hint of beauty was inevitably forced into sexual acts by Zhao Jun. If Yan Shibo were to offer her to Zhao Jun after the city fell, how could she, with her looks, escape being violated? And if Zhao Jun were to discard her to his subordinates, generals, or even mere foot soldiers after he had had his fill, the humiliation she would suffer would be unimaginable.
In her heart, she thought again of the commoner's face. Tears welled in her eyes as she thought, "If the commoner were here, he would certainly not let me be humiliated. But alas, where is he now?" The ministers below, having entered the court, looked at each other in a panic. Hearing Empress Zhou's question, they all rushed forward with their memorials, chattering incessantly, making it impossible for Empress Zhou to understand a single word.
Empress Zhou, growing impatient, scoffed, "Come one by one. What a mess!"
Her younger brother, Minister Zhou, stepped forward first, stammering, "Your Majesty, disaster has struck! My aunt has disappeared!"
He exclaimed, "Ah!" Minister Zhou's aunt was naturally also his own aunt. His aunt had never married and had always lived with Empress Zhou's mother. When Qian Song rebelled and killed Empress Zhou's father, her mother died of grief. Her aunt was the only remaining elder in the family. Hearing of her aunt's disappearance, she exclaimed in surprise, "Besides my aunt, who else is there?"
Minister Zhou replied, "My wife, my daughter, my daughter-in-law, and several maids."
Other officials nearby also rushed forward, chattering, saying their wives, daughters, and daughters-in-law had also disappeared, urging Empress Zhou to investigate thoroughly—how could such a strange thing happen!
Empress Zhou suddenly realized that Xiaominzi had taken them all away. What message was he trying to send her?
Thinking this, Empress Zhou could no longer remain seated, stood up, and shouted, "Court adjourned!" She turned and walked towards the back door.
The ministers were stunned and anxious. Although they knew that Empress Zhou was probably helpless in the face of such a serious incident, seeing her indifferent still made them extremely anxious. Some even secretly resented that Empress Zhou hadn't disappeared, otherwise they might have felt a little better. Surrounded by
palace maids, Empress Zhou hurriedly returned to the palace. As soon as she entered the palace gate, she saw Gao Su'e kneeling before her, trembling as she said, "Your Majesty, yesterday, sixty-five imperial concubines went missing, eight princesses went missing, and countless palace maids went missing!"
Empress Zhou was taken aback and immediately said, "Quickly bring me a chart of the number of missing persons!" Gao Su'e was already prepared. She knelt on the ground and presented it to her, her delicate body trembling slightly. Although many palace maids had gone missing in recent days, this was the first time so many imperial concubines had disappeared. If word got out, who knew what would happen? Empress Zhou hurriedly opened the map. On it, countless red dots formed three lines of large characters: "Hold the city and buy time," "Finally disband the Imperial Guards," "Preserve strength until my return."
Seeing these three sentences, Empress Zhou was momentarily stunned
, as if she understood. They were preparing to leave the city to the Northern Zhao army, and her safety would naturally be in Li Xiaomin's hands. Although it was regrettable that she ultimately couldn't protect Jinling, she thought that Li Xiaomin probably had his reasons—trapped and unable to return to help defend the city—so she could only sigh, take the map, and go to discuss it with her daughter, Anping Gongsheng.
In the valley of Dongshan, at the heart of the formation, Li Xiaomin sat cross-legged on a large rock, eyes closed, chanting incantations… Four goddess generals placed their palms on his shoulders and back, channeling their divine power to summon the women of Jinling City to this place. Beside him, a large group of beautiful imperial concubines stood guard, anxiously watching him, waiting for him to bring his female relatives from his maternal families to this eerie valley.
Although the atmosphere in the valley was sinister and eerie, compared to Jinling being besieged by enemy soldiers, the imperial concubines would rather their relatives stay in this other place. Even if their relatives could escape with their lives if the city fell, the women would likely be violated by the marauding soldiers. That would be worse than death.
Unfortunately, this formation only allowed women to enter; men were forbidden. The imperial concubines could only swallow their tears, hoping their brothers would not act rashly. Ideally, they should surrender to the Northern Zhao army along with the imperial court. This way, the men could barely save their lives, and their wives and daughters wouldn't have to worry about being humiliated by enemy generals and soldiers after surrendering. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
Li Xiaomin closed his eyes and rapidly chanted incantations. One after another, the forms of women appeared in his arms—some old, some young, some ugly, some beautiful. As soon as they appeared, imperial concubines and their female relatives excitedly took them, pulling them aside to comfort and explain. Li Xiaomin, however, was so busy he could barely breathe. To prevent the beautiful imperial concubines who had once shared his pleasures from weeping, he had to exhaust his divine power to summon their relatives.
He became more and more skilled, and the speed at which the women appeared gradually increased. The imperial concubines beside him took the women like a flowing stream and handed them over to their relatives. And imperial concubines kept following behind, tearfully begging Li Xiaomin to bring their relatives over as well.
Li Xiaomin exerted tremendous effort, until he was dizzy and exhausted, to finally get all the women from the imperial concubines' families to the valley. But then the palace maids knelt and wept, begging the Grand Chancellor for mercy, hoping their loved ones could also escape the fate of being slaughtered and humiliated by the marauding soldiers.
Li Xiaomin looked at the beautiful palace maids, remembering the happy times he had shared with them, and felt he couldn't be too biased. He sighed and resumed the arduous task of transporting the women.
The garrison in Jinling City, led by Lin Zhongli, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, fought fiercely on the city walls for seven days, barely holding off the enemy's relentless attacks. The total number of women who had gone missing within the city over the past few months had reached over 20,000.
Empress Zhou stood atop the palace wall, gazing at the empty palace, a deep sense of reluctance rising from the depths of her heart.
To hold out for seven days, she had mobilized a large number of militia to assist in the defense of the city, barely managing to hold out for so long. Watching the palace maids disappear one by one, even the oldest maids who had been there for years, Empress Zhou sighed inwardly, thinking how deeply devoted and loyal Xiao Minzi was; he was willing to save the lives of these elderly maids she had never even met.
Empress Zhou's two daughters had also disappeared yesterday, vanishing right before her eyes. Fortunately, Empress Zhou knew that Xiao Minzi had moved them; otherwise, she would have gone mad with worry. Empress Zhou guessed that the women who had disappeared from the city were relatives of the imperial concubines, and later it seemed even the relatives of the palace maids had been taken away. Strangely, all those who left were women. This made Empress Zhou believe Princess Anping's conjecture: Xiao Minzi was temporarily unable to take away the men, which was why he had the Imperial Guards disband at the last minute to preserve their strength.
Empress Zhou was helpless in this situation and could only send someone to fetch her only son, Li Yan, and tell him to hide and not let the enemy find him. She also specially found a house in the city and arranged for Li Yan and several eunuchs to stay there, disguised as commoners, to wait patiently for the return of the Grand Chancellor.
At this time, most of the people remaining in the palace were eunuchs, and there were only about thirty women left, including Empress Zhou herself. Apart from her, the rest were her personal maids. Now, every half hour, a maid would disappear, obviously waiting for her to deliver a message.
Empress Zhou sighed, stood up, and addressed the trembling palace maids awaiting orders: "Alright, if any of you see the Grand Secretary, tell him that I have issued the order to the Imperial Guards. If no one is sent to contact them by tonight, they will quietly escape and blend into the residents of Jinling City! If the commoners have finished all their work, I can go with her and leave this city to the court officials to manage."
The young, beautiful girls knelt before her, respectfully kowtowing to Empress Zhou, indicating that they had heard her orders.
Finally, half an hour later, one palace maid disappeared in full view of everyone, followed by several others. Only Empress Zhou remained.
Standing high on the palace wall, Empress Zhou looked around at the bustling city of Jinling and the beautifully constructed palace, thinking of having to abandon it all, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
A powerful pull seized Empress Zhou's delicate body. Empress Zhou was not alarmed. She simply closed her eyes slightly, awaiting Xiaominzi's summons. Only in his embrace could she find the long-lost peace and tranquility!
The Imperial Guards stationed below the city walls, along with a large number of terrified eunuchs, watched helplessly as the incomparably noble Empress slowly disappeared from the city walls, as if she had never been there at all. They all knelt down, kowtowing fearfully towards the spot where Empress Zhou had stood. Although they didn't know where she had gone, this extremely bizarre event was enough to fill them with awe.
At this moment, Li Xiaomin had exhausted the last bit of immortal power within him, summoning the most beloved beauty in Jinling City to his arms. Holding Empress Zhou's soft, delicate body, he felt a sense of relief, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it onto Empress Zhou's high, firm breasts, instantly staining her magnificent robes crimson.
In Jinling City, the civil and military officials were horrified to discover that Empress Zhou, who controlled the court, had also suddenly disappeared, just like the woman in their own homes!
Although No one knew what kind of sorcery had bewitched them, but the sudden disappearance of the Empress, the de facto ruler of the court, was a devastating blow to the civil and military officials. Those officials who already lacked confidence in defending the city were now even more frantic, desperately urging the ministers to make a decision and surrender, lest the Northern Zhao soldiers, in their rage, slaughter everyone in the city – a truly catastrophic disaster!
On the very night Empress Zhou disappeared, countless ministers gathered at the Golden Palace... Before the palace, loud arguments erupted, creating a chaotic scene resembling a marketplace. Some had even sent servants out of the city to deliver surrender documents to the Northern Zhao army, pleading with their commander, Yan Shibo, to postpone the siege and promise to take full responsibility the next day. They wanted to persuade the entire court to agree to surrender!
Yan Shibo, who was leading his troops in a round-the-clock attack on the city, was stunned to receive such a letter of surrender. His intelligence reports from within the city had mentioned the continuous disappearances of women in Jinling, but he hadn't paid much attention to it until now... Empress Zhou, who held power in the Southern Tang court, had also disappeared. What did this mean?
He had initially suspected it was a trick by the Southern Tang ministers, but the increasing number of surrender letters, each one detailed and plausible, made even Yan Shibo suspicious. If they wanted to lure him into a trap, they would have come up with a plausible reason. Why would they use such unbelievable tales to deceive him? Were the Southern Tang officials all fools? After many
days of siege, his troops were exhausted, and many had been wounded or killed. Yan Shibo looked around the city... Strange things were happening, so they decided to halt the siege and allow the soldiers to rest for the night, waiting to see what would happen the next day.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhongli and his generals, loyal to Li Xiaomin, were exhausted from fighting. Seeing the enemy retreat, they followed Empress Zhou's instructions and led their elite soldiers to quietly disperse,
hiding in civilian houses, disguising themselves as ordinary people, hoping to evade the Northern Zhao army's search.
At this time, the ministers in front of the Golden Palace were arguing fiercely, and the opinion of surrendering the city was gradually gaining the upper hand.
Those at a disadvantage were mostly veteran officials, deeply favored by the Southern Tang emperor Li. Seeing their colleagues unanimously demanding surrender, they were disheartened and knelt before him, kowtowing and wailing, "Your Majesty, I am incompetent, unable to protect the state! Your Majesty..."
After a few cries, an old official suddenly cried out, "Your Majesty! The Emperor is not dead! What are we crying here for? Go to the palace to see the Emperor and beg him to resume his rule and fight the enemy!"
Upon hearing this, all the ministers looked at each other in astonishment. How could they have forgotten Emperor Li Yu after all that commotion?
It was a deeply ingrained habit; Li Yu had been bedridden. The court was controlled by Empress Zhou and Li Xiaomin. Although the Grand Secretary had mysteriously disappeared, his troops obeyed Empress Zhou's commands, and the government remained firmly in her hands. Over time, everyone forgot about Li Yu. Now that the Northern Zhao army was at the city gates, the ministers were terrified and lost their minds, arguing vehemently for their colleagues to agree to surrender and save their lives. Who remembered that the emperor was still alive?
An old minister jumped up excitedly and shouted, "That's right! We'll go to the palace right now and ask the emperor to resume his rule! With the emperor's popularity, once he regains control of the court, our army's morale will surely soar, and defeating the enemy will be a piece of cake!"
The other ministers just scoffed. As for Li Yu's popularity, that was laughable. He'd been bedridden and unable to move, with everything being handled by Empress Zhou. Who cared about this half-dead man? But since the emperor was still alive, further arguments among the ministers were pointless. Even those who wanted to surrender dared not say anything more; after all, this wasn't their decision.
The ministers rushed towards the palace in a chaotic frenzy, only to find the guards gone, replaced by a few terrified eunuchs. A sense of desolation washed over them. Entering the palace, they were met with a sea of eunuchs, not a single maid in sight, which only deepened their sorrow, and many burst into tears.
Their own homes were much the same. Since the disappearance of the women, their personal maids had also vanished one by one. Sometimes, just as a maid was serving tea, the head of the household would reach out to press the teacup down, and the maid would disappear before his eyes, scalding his hand and causing him to scream in terror. These horrific sights continued to occur, driving even the best men to the brink of madness. It's no wonder the ministers were terrified and disheartened, their only thought being to surrender and escape this haunted place.
Led by the panicked eunuchs, the entire court of civil and military officials rushed in a chaotic frenzy to Li Yu's palace. Upon entering, they found Li Yu leisurely sitting on his bed, drinking tea, seemingly unaffected. He appeared quite healthy, his complexion much better than before.
Having not seen him for so long, the old ministers were all heartbroken upon seeing Li Yu. They rushed forward, prostrated themselves on the ground, and kowtowed, weeping, "Your Majesty! Your humble servants have finally seen Your Majesty!"
The ministers behind them dared not delay, following suit, kneeling and bowing. Seeing the old ministers weeping before them, and remembering their own suffering these past few days, they too could not help but shed tears.
Li Yu was leisurely enjoying his tea when he suddenly saw so many people rush in, kneeling and weeping. Startled, he cried out, "What's going on? Is it haunted again? Or have Qian Song's remaining followers rebelled again?"
The ministers looked up in surprise, asking anxiously, "Your Majesty, don't you know what's happening outside?"
Li Yu replied suspiciously, "I've been recuperating in my room these past few days, not even stepping outside. Today, feeling refreshed, I got up to go for a walk. My dear ministers, what has happened outside?"
The ministers prostrated themselves, weeping, and said, "Your Majesty, the Northern Zhao army, led by the bandit general Yan Shibo, has already reached Jinling!"
Li Yu was so frightened that he slammed his teacup down on the quilt. Ignoring the danger, he exclaimed, "What? The Northern Zhao army has attacked? Why didn't anyone inform me?"
The head eunuch serving him knelt and kowtowed, trembling as he said, "Your Majesty the Empress is here today, but His Majesty is unwell. We cannot inform His Majesty of these matters, lest we disturb his rest and cause him further distress!"
Li Yu roared, "Where is the Empress? Quickly summon her to see me!"
The eunuch was terrified and prostrated himself before him, sobbing, "Your Majesty, you don't know, now, let alone the Empress, there isn't a single palace maid left in the palace!"
Hearing this, the ministers all felt a pang of sorrow, thinking of their own families, and were overcome with grief. They all collapsed to the ground, weeping loudly.
The cries reached outside, and the eunuchs serving outside the gate, hearing them, were also filled with sorrow and fear. Thinking of the events of the past few days, and the ferocious Northern Zhao army outside, if they were to break into the city, most of them, his close attendants, would likely perish in the chaos, their bodies never to be found again!
The sound of weeping gradually rose within the palace, carrying far and wide. Soon, the entire Tang Dynasty palace was filled with the sounds of wailing. Countless eunuchs stood in every corner of the palace, lamenting and wailing, plunging the Tang Dynasty palace into a sea of tears. In
Chapter Twenty-Two of the new novel, "Beauties Fill the Mountain," Li Xiaomin slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the blood-red sky above and the high peaks on either side, he knew he was still in the valley.
He lay on a large rock in the valley, covered with a dozen thick layers of bedding and a blanket to keep him warm while he slept.
Around him stood countless beautiful women, filling the entire valley, their concerned eyes fixed on him, their faces filled with sorrow and hope.
They wore various kinds of clothing. Some beauties wore imperial concubine attire, some young girls wore princess dresses, some women wore the attire of noblewomen, and some girls wore the clothing of ordinary palace maids and servants—each was different. The only thing they had in common was that all those standing in the valley were breathtaking beauties.
Li Xiaomin tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, a wave of weakness washed over him, making it impossible for him to even lift a finger. [Huaxia Mobile eBook Network]
The Heavenly Maiden of Love and Desire sat on a large rock beside him, bent down, and whispered in his ear, "Good brother, you have exhausted your magic power and damaged your body due to overuse of your magic. You cannot move for the time being. But don't worry, you will gradually recover after a while!"
Li Xiaomin lamented inwardly. He had lost all his magic power and could not move. Was he destined to spend the rest of his life like a vegetable? If he were to recover, the period before that recovery would be extremely difficult, as he would be unable to move at all.
Empress Zhou nestled in his arms, her sorrow moving him as she looked at his handsome face. She reached out her jade-like hand and gently stroked his face. Tears dripped onto his cheeks, and she said in a trembling voice, "Little Minzi, you exhausted your divine power to save me, and that's why you look like this! Don't worry. I will definitely find a way to save you, no matter the cost!"
Beside her, Princess Zhenping's eyes widened in shock as she looked at her mother. She had never imagined that her mother would be so intimate with this lowly eunuch, even reaching out her noble hand to touch the cheek of this lowly eunuch. Princess Anping, however, was used to seeing her mother and Little Minzi's intimate moments, and simply chuckled, unconcerned.
Li Xiaomin was moved to tears, but his mouth felt numb, and he couldn't speak. Yue Niang leaned closer, whispering sweetly in his ear, "Master, don't worry. I have an idea: you rescued countless beautiful women from Jinling City this time. Why not let them enjoy themselves with you? Although you can't move, you can still use the Yin-Yang dual cultivation technique. This way, you can replenish your immortal power, promote your recovery, and loosen the restrictions, allowing us to leave this place sooner, return to Jinling, and annihilate the enemy!"
Li Xiaomin was tempted. Although he couldn't move, he still glanced at the beauties around him, each one stunningly beautiful. Among them were several beautiful princesses he had always desired but could never possess, making his mouth water involuntarily.
Looking further afield, he saw some of the beautiful women he recognized—beauties he had seen before when Empress Zhou summoned the families of various ministers to the palace. Back then, their beauty had stirred his heart, and now, seeing them again, he could no longer suppress his emotions.
Yue Niang chuckled softly, lowered her head, and pressed her lips to his cheek, secretly licking away his drool to maintain her dignity.
At this moment, she had taken human form. Although she still possessed a sinister, ghostly aura, women who didn't recognize her would never be able to tell her apart from other women unless they touched her.
Gently stroking Li Xiaomin's chest, Yue Niang slowly stood up, towering atop the large rock. Her beautiful face was filled with grief, and she said in a trembling voice, "My sisters of Jinling City! Our great Grand Secretary, in order to rescue you from the precarious state of Jinling City and prevent you from being harmed by the brutal Northern Zhao beast soldiers, fought tirelessly for seven days without sleep, allowing you to escape danger. But now..."
Yue Niang covered her face and wept, her voice trembling with uncontrollable sorrow, "The Grand Secretary has now lost all his immortal power and can no longer move!"
A wave of exclamations from the beauties surged forth from all directions. Looking at the great young man who had sacrificed himself for them, tears welled up in their eyes, their knees buckled, and they knelt on the ground.
The wave of kneeling quickly spread into the distance. A row of beautiful women knelt down, kowtowing and weeping, their hearts filled with gratitude for the Grand Secretary.
The most beautiful women kneeling before Li Xiaomin were the imperial concubines and princesses he had rescued from the palace. These beautiful concubines, heartbroken that their lovers had been reduced to this state after saving them from danger, couldn't help but weep; while the young princesses, looking at this great hero who had repeatedly saved them and their daughters from peril, were filled with admiration, their hearts irrevocably drawn to this hero.
Empress Zhou sat beside Li Xiaomin, her hand gently stroking his chest. Looking up at Yue Niang, she said in a trembling voice, "Is there really no way to save him?"
Yue Niang wiped away her tears and said in a trembling voice, "The only way is to follow the immortal techniques practiced by Lord Zhongshu Jin. Only through dual cultivation with him can the lost immortal power within him be replenished. Then, he will be able to move again and regain his immortal power. With his supreme power, he can break through this enormous restriction, shatter the blood-red barrier in the sky, lead his invincible army back to Jinling, and slaughter all the enemy troops who have entered Jinling, restoring the glory of our Great Tang Dynasty at Hongshan!"
The beauties scattered throughout the valley gasped softly, their eyes filled with barely suppressed joy.
Although they were filled with excitement at being rescued by Li Xiaomin, the thought of their loved ones in the city made them weep with sorrow, deeply worried about their fate. Now, hearing that the Grand Secretary had a chance to break through this thick barrier, return to Jinling, and rescue their loved ones, their eyes lit up, and their gazes towards Li Xiaomin were filled with fervent longing.
Near the large rock, Princess Zhenping smiled happily and asked loudly, "What do you mean by Yin-Yang dual cultivation? What do you want us to do? Just tell me!"
Yue Niang stood on the large rock, her delicate face slightly flushed, and said softly, "Actually, it's nothing much. I just ask you to have sexual intercourse with the Grand Secretary, using your own Yin energy to replenish his Yang energy, so that he can regain his divine power. You won't refuse such a small matter, will you?"
With a series of loud bangs, dozens of beauties, unable to withstand the stimulation and overwhelmed by passion, immediately fainted. The remaining women stared at Yue Niang, mouths agape, dumbfounded. Only the palace maids and imperial concubines who had already had affairs with Li Xiaomin had already guessed what Yue Niang wanted them to do, and couldn't help but cover their faces in embarrassment.
Princess Zhenping stared blankly at Yue Niang, then looked down at Li Xiaomin, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, and stammered, "You...you said you want us to...to do that kind of thing with him?"
Yue Niang nodded sadly, sighing, "That's right! There's no other way. If we don't do this, I'm afraid this restriction will never be lifted, and we'll be stuck in this desolate valley forever, never to see the light of day again!"
The beautiful women scattered throughout the valley stirred again. The thought of being stuck in this desolate place forever terrified them. They were all used to living in the bustling city of Jinling. How could they possibly live in such harsh conditions? Upon hearing that they would have to live like this forever, they turned pale with fright, glancing at each other, almost blurting out that they were willing to have sex with the Grand Secretary to help restore their immortal powers.
Princess Zhenping cried out in shock, "You're talking nonsense! Xiaominzi is a eunuch, how could he do such a thing? Did you expect him to use a wooden stick as a substitute…?"
She hurriedly stopped speaking, but Yueniang, tears streaming down her face
, said in a trembling voice, "Princess, please look!" With a wave of her hand, the blanket covering Li Xiaomin was swept away like a raging dragon, instantly revealing his naked body.
Countless beautiful women's eyes fell on his genitals, and gasps of astonishment surged forth like a tidal wave. Any woman with a modicum of knowledge was stunned speechless, her face drained of color.
Moon Maiden smiled sadly and said softly, "By the grace of Heaven, the Grand Secretary has successfully cultivated his divine arts and regained his manhood. But before he could realize his ambitions, he encountered this tragedy. Now, for the sake of the sacrificial animals of Jinling City, he has become such a pitiful sight. Sisters, don't you feel heartache seeing the Grand Secretary in his current state?"
Countless young girls and beautiful women covered their mouths in astonishment as they stared at Li Xiaomin's naked body, tears streaming from their beautiful eyes, blurring their vision.
Moon Maiden stood high on the large rock, her head bowed in sorrow, and said in a trembling voice, "I know it's difficult for you sisters to make such a decision. Please go outside and rest today. We've naturally sent people to receive you. We can discuss anything else another day!"
The palace maids who had arrived earlier were now Moon Maiden's subordinates, and under her orders, they began to organize the tens of thousands of newly arrived beauties to move outside. These beauties included ordinary women and wives and daughters of ministers, each wiping away tears with their sleeves as they slowly walked out of Shanfen.
The imperial concubines and princesses in the palace were left behind by Yue Niang. Seeing that all the outsiders had left and the palace maids had dispersed as ordered, Yue Niang stood on a stone, weeping and lamenting to the palace beauties, "Your Highnesses, the Grand Secretary is in such a state; are you all just going to stand by and do nothing?"
In the crowd, a beautiful imperial concubine spoke in a panic, "It's not that we don't care, we just have to do this first..."
Empress Zhou, heartbroken by Li Xiaomin's current state, roared in anger, "Consort Qi, your family has received imperial favor. Now we're asking you to do something for the country; are you going to make excuses? If he doesn't recover, we can't leave him, and we won't be able to go back and rescue all the imperial family members and officials trapped in Jinling. Can you really bear to..." "How?"
Consort Qi had long been having an affair with Li Xiaomin, so she naturally didn't care about having sex with him. However, looking at her daughter Qingkang, she felt reluctant and said in a trembling voice, "If it were just me, that would be fine, but my daughter Qinghong is still young. Could you please not let her..."
Yueniang shook her head and wept, saying sadly, "No! The Grand Secretary is so badly injured. Only a noble virgin can have sex with him and hopefully restore him to his original state!"
She raised her head and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Your Highnesses and Princesses, if you still pity the Grand Secretary for being in this state because of you, if you still care about the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty, the only way is for me to sacrifice myself for the country, so that the Grand Secretary can recover soon, return to Jinling, rescue everyone in the city, and drive out the enemy army from Northern Zhao!"
"I am willing to sacrifice myself for the country!" A childish voice rang out from the crowd. The imperial concubines and princesses looked over in surprise, only to see the young and beautiful Princess Anping walk out from the crowd with her head held high, stand beside Li Xiaomin, reach out and stroke Li Xiaomin's forehead, and say to him with great passion, "Xiaomin has done so much for the country. What is this little thing I am doing for him!"
As she spoke, she easily stepped onto the large rock at the heart of the formation, casually slipped off her embroidered shoes, knelt beside Li Xiaomin, and, smiling, began to remove her white clothes.
Princess Zhenping was shocked, reaching out to grab her hand as she removed her clothes, her voice trembling, "Anping, you're crazy! He's a eunuch..."
She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence. Li Xiaomin, looking like this, didn't seem like a eunuch at all.
Princess Tuoping raised her head and smiled at her half-sister, "Sister, I've always liked Xiaomin. You've seen the situation now; if we don't save him, we'll all have to
stay here until we die. I don't want to live like that forever! Besides, can you just watch our father and brothers be slaughtered by the enemy without avenging them?" With that, she pushed away Princess Zhenping's hand, recklessly removing her clothes, revealing her snow-white, naked body, straddling Li Xiaomin, touching his already aroused body, and carefully sitting down.
Li Xiaomin looked at her with emotion, sighing inwardly, "What a good girl. She's developed even better since I last saw her! Ah, when my hands can move again, I must properly caress her two little breasts. See if they've turned into big breasts!"
Empress Zhou sat blankly beside Li Xiaomin, watching helplessly as her youngest daughter made love to him. A look of pain crossed her pretty face, yet she still resolutely bit her cherry lips, her slender waist arching, using her strength to make her due contribution to the country!
Empress Zhou raised her long sleeves to cover her jade-like face, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. When she and her daughter served Xiaomin in bed together, she had already foreseen this ending. She just never imagined that it would be in this place inhabited by demons and monsters, under the watchful eyes of everyone, that her beloved youngest daughter would give up her most precious virginity to Xiaomin!
The large stone gradually turned crimson as Princess Anping's moans grew more intense. The restrictions in the sky trembled slightly, and the entire area trembled as well. Yue Niang, her face streaked with tears of excitement, stood watching Li Xiaomin and Princess Anping make love. Moved, she trembled as she said, "Your Highnesses and Princesses, please look! Although Prince Anping is young, he is devoted to his country and is willing to sacrifice himself for it. The future prosperity of the Tang Dynasty begins today!" Empress
Zhou, seeing her youngest daughter's excited face, gritted her teeth, stood up, and surveyed the assembled concubines and princesses. She said in a deep voice, "Yue Niang is right! We have lived a life of luxury in the palace, receiving offerings from the people. Now, it is time for us to contribute to the Tang Dynasty!"
Her majestic gaze swept over the beautiful woman in the winter palace. This stunningly beautiful woman, exuding majesty, slowly raised her hand and gently untied the jade belt from her waist.
Before her, Anping Gongsheng screamed and collapsed onto Li Xiaomin. His tender red lips weakly kissed Li Xiaomin's lips, and he smiled wearily, whispering, "Good Minzi, now, I've finally done what I've always wanted to do!"
Yueniang, with tears of sincerity in her eyes, helped Li Xiaomin's frail body up and placed it aside, gently stroking and comforting her in her arms. Her beautiful eyes were still excitedly fixed on Empress Zhou, watching as, with the attentive service of her personal maid Xianglan, she removed her magnificent empress's robes, revealing her alluring, snow-white body.
Empress Zhou turned around, straddled Li Xiaomin, and amidst the astonished and terrified gazes of countless imperial concubines and princesses, supported the thing that had just entered her daughter's body. With a resolute expression on her jade-like face, she slowly and resolutely sat down!
With a "thud," a beautiful young girl fainted on him. It was Empress Zhou's eldest daughter, Princess Zhenping, who couldn't withstand such intense stimulation and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
Empress Zhou didn't even glance at her. With a resolute expression, she slowly moved her body against Li Xiaomin's, her movements gradually becoming more intense. Soft moans escaped her delicate nose, making the surrounding imperial concubines and princesses dizzy and breathless, their bodies burning with desire. They could barely stand, clinging to each other, panting softly as they watched the incomparably noble Empress do such a shocking thing.
Since the Empress and her most beloved youngest daughter had already set an example, the imperial concubines naturally couldn't refuse anymore. They could only bring their daughters, tears welling in their eyes, and step forward one by one to take Empress Zhou's place, enjoying themselves with Li Xiaomin, thus making their due contribution to the Tang Dynasty that had raised them for so many years!
Yue Niang had already retreated to the side, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Seeing a beautiful princess straddling Li Xiaomin, her delicate voice whimpering in pain, Yue Niang recognized her as Princess Qingfeng, the daughter of Consort Feng. Her mother stood by, tears in her eyes, silently watching her sacrifice herself for the country, which filled Yue Niang with even greater excitement. Turning to the Celestial Maiden of Love and Desire, who stood smiling to the side, she gently thanked her, saying, "Thank you for your compassion, Celestial Maiden, for helping my master through this calamity!" The Celestial Maiden
of Love and Desire smiled and shook her head. She said softly, "It's all thanks to your wit and resourcefulness that my brother has such good fortune. Why thank me?"
Yue Niang bit her cherry lips, suppressing a laugh, and said, "You're too modest, Heavenly Maiden. If it weren't for your magic, which threw these arrogant imperial concubines and princesses into disarray, how could they have so easily submitted to my master? My master's future success in Yin-Yang dual cultivation is all thanks to your power!"
Ai Yu Tian Qu stretched out her slender hand and gently stroked Yue Niang's hair, smiling, "That's also thanks to your cleverness and eloquence! I'm really growing to admire you more and more, little girl!"
In the days that followed, Li Xiaomin couldn't sleep, diligently cultivating every moment, using the Yin-Yang dual cultivation method to restore his strength.
Around him, there were always naked beauties surrounding him. They surrounded him, looking at him with shy and adoring eyes, slowly taking off their clothes, and riding on his body to make love with him.
Li Xiaomin's eyes were always reluctant to close. He wanted to carefully observe these beauties, memorizing their faces so that he wouldn't be unfamiliar with them if they met in the
future. He had to thank Yue Niang for her discerning eye and skill; she had diligently selected the most beautiful women from among the Jinling women Li Xiaomin had rescued, sending them to him to serve his pleasure.
As his Yin-Yang dual cultivation progressed, Li Xiaomin gradually accumulated immense immortal power, and his body gradually regained some mobility—at least he could lift his head.
Sometimes, a beautiful young woman would help Li Xiaomin sit up a little, and seeing the valley filled with breathtakingly beautiful women waiting to make love with him filled Li Xiaomin with immense joy and a sense of accomplishment.
He could also barely lift his hand to grasp the soft, jade-like breasts of the women on his body, gently kneading them as a comforting gesture for their arduous efforts. As the women who had relations with him
moved their bodies against him , Yue Niang would whisper in his ear about their origins.
Among these beauties were ordinary women, wives and daughters of officials, and their beautiful maids, all of whom Li Xiaomin had rescued from Jinling and were deeply grateful to him. Sometimes, several beauties from one family would surround Li Xiaomin, serving him under Yue Niang's guidance as a way of repaying his life-saving grace.
Imperial concubines from the palace would also sometimes come to his side, arranged by Yue Niang, to serve him alongside their own relatives. Although this was considered shameful by modern standards, for the sake of the country, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and disregard social conventions.
At this moment, Li Xiaomin was enjoying his work, served by all the beauties of the Rongguo Duke's household.
As the Duke of Rongguo, he naturally had many beautiful women in his household. There were hundreds of them around Li Xiaomin, from the Duchess to her daughters-in-law, daughters, maids, and servants. In order to prosper the country and break the restrictions as soon as possible so that the Grand Secretary could lead his powerful army back to Jinling, the Duchess resolutely abandoned her vanity and brought all the beautiful women in her household to serve the Grand Secretary and help him achieve his goal as soon as possible.
Lady Rongguo, though past her prime, still possessed a captivating charm and looked stunningly beautiful. Generally speaking, Li Xiaomin trusted Yue Niang's judgment, knowing she wouldn't send him any old, ugly women to fill the void. Now, he was being straddled by Lady Rongguo, her hands caressing the snowy buttocks of her eldest daughter, the recently arrived Consort Yuan, while her other hand roamed over the breasts of her younger sister, Tan Chun. Her mouth was also suckling the rich, sweet milk of her eldest daughter-in-law, Li Wan, while her nieces, Baochai and Daiyu, licked his body with their fragrant tongues
. Li Xiaomin felt as if his soul was floating, as if he had ascended to heaven. For some time now, he was completely immobile and unable to eat, relying solely on the divine power he generated through the Love Desire Heaven and the Water Soft Heavenly Maiden to sustain his daily energy expenditure. Later, Yue Niang came up with a plan: she had beautiful women who had just given birth come to feed Li Xiaomin breast milk, so that he could enjoy a secret treat during his intimate moments. From then on, Li Xiaomin's health gradually improved, and he was deeply grateful to Yue Niang. He secretly resolved that from now on, she could watch whatever he did as she pleased, and he would no longer curse her for getting a sty! Empress Zhou lay beside Li Xiaomin, gazing intently into his clear eyes, and whispered, "Xiaomin, don't worry, we will definitely not abandon you. You will get better! Those gods won't just stand by and watch you stay like this, you understand?"
Now that she knew the identities of the goddesses, their help filled her with confidence for the future.
Moved, Li Xiaomin reached out and embraced her snow-white neck, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. He whispered, "I know, don't worry, I'll get better soon!"
The one straddling Li Xiaomin, swaying her hips and moaning softly, was none other than Princess Zhenping, the eldest daughter of Empress Zhou, a charming and proud woman.
Originally, she refused to do such things with Xiaomin, a man of humble origins from the palace. However, after repeated persuasion from Empress Zhou and Yue Niang, and under the reprimand of Princess Anping, she was forced to do some things for the country. But after a few times, she had grown fond of the pleasure, often using her princess status to take others' spots, leaving those who dreamed of rekindling their romances with the Grand Secretary to only sigh in vain.
Li Xiaomin's hand rested on her snow-white, soft thigh, gently caressing her jade-like skin, feeling her excitement and wildness, and he smiled with satisfaction.
Soon after, as Princess Zhenping lay weakly on top of Li Xiaomin, panting, her younger sister, Princess Qinghong, born to Consort Qi, eagerly lifted her off and mounted Li Xiaomin, uniting with him.
In Chapter Twenty-Four of the New Novel, Li Xiaomin smiled, looking up at the beautiful girl on top of him, admiring her alluring, fairy-like naked body and her graceful, dancer-like movements, feeling the waves of pleasure she brought him.
He remembered how her mother, Consort Qi, had always hidden her away carefully, preventing Li Xiaomin from finding her, lest she ruin her chastity and prevent her from marrying in the future. Now, for the sake of the nation, regardless of whether they were proud imperial concubines or princesses, ordinary women, or ladies and maids of officials, they were all willing to make their own contribution to the country.
His gaze swept over the beautiful women sitting and chatting throughout the valley, and he secretly sighed. All the stunning beauties in Jinling City had been concentrated in this valley. Many were sisters, sisters-in-law, brothers, sisters-in-law, nieces, and nephews of imperial concubines, and of course, there were also some hidden beauties from humble families. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have known that Jinling City had so many stunning beauties, let alone had the opportunity to meet them. This was all thanks to Yue Niang's intelligence network in Jinling City, sending ghosts to scout every household and knowing exactly where the beauties were. This allowed her to bring all the young and beautiful women to the valley for protection, shielding them from the ravages of the Northern Zhao army that broke into the city.
Although there were many beauties, fortunately, Li Xiaomin had an excellent memory. He could remember the name, appearance, and figure of every woman he had been intimate with. If he ever returned to Jinling, he would never let them wander among the common people, never to be seen again!
Seeing his gaze, Yue Niang, who had been guarding him, brought her cherry lips to his ear and whispered mysteriously, "Master, don't worry, I've already registered their names and backgrounds; not a single one will be missed!"
Li Xiaomin looked at her gratefully, reached out, and stroked her glossy black hair, saying with emotion, "Yue Niang, don't worry. From now on, with me, you can look at whatever you want, and you won't have to worry about getting a sty anymore!" Yue
Niang smiled happily, leaned in, and pressed her cherry lips to his, kissing him deeply, her slender hands gently caressing his chest.
After the long kiss, Yue Niang looked up, her face flushed with excitement and shyness. Qinghong Gongsheng, who was passionately making love with Li Xiaomin, brought her cherry lips close to Li Xiaomin's ear and smiled, "Master, do you know how many women you've been with here?"
Li Xiaomin frowned and counted for a long time, then murmured, "Several thousand, right?"
"Almost ten thousand!" Yueniang said excitedly, "Not counting the second or third times, I've counted them for you. A total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine beauties have had intimate relations with you here, Master. You are truly great!"
Li Xiaomin's brows relaxed, and he smiled proudly and wistfully, "So, I'm almost a 'ten-thousand-slayer'?"
"Soon." A gentle voice came from the side. Li Xiaomin turned his head and was surprised to see that the Goddess of Love and Desire was smiling and standing beside him, her exquisite body completely naked, just like when Li Xiaomin first met her.
Li Xiaomin looked at her in surprise and stammered, "Sister, what are you going to do?"
The Goddess of Love and Desire smiled. She brought her fragrant lips to Li Xiaomin's ear and whispered, "Sister knows you've always wanted to be with my true form. Now, sister will grant your wish!"
A holy light emanated from her snow-white body, instantly enveloping the entire boulder. Princess Qinghong, who was straddling Li Xiaomin and swaying her hips, suddenly froze, looking in awe at the holy and beautiful goddess of desire beside her. She climbed off Li Xiaomin, knelt at his feet, and prostrated herself before the goddess, respectfully offering the most enviable spot at the center of the formation to this supremely beautiful goddess.
The holy light continued to radiate, gradually filling the entire valley. The beauties enveloped in the light stopped talking and laughing, looking in astonishment and awe at the tall, graceful beauty standing at the center of the formation. They all knelt down, bowing sincerely to the beautiful goddess at the center of the formation, sensing that their fate was about to change at this moment.
The power of the Goddess of Love and Desire was immense. Even Yue Niang, who possessed the power of a ghost immortal, could not withstand it. She could only kneel at her feet, bowing to her in fear and trepidation, watching with envy as she lightly moved her lotus-like steps to Li Xiaomin's side. With a graceful posture, she raised her jade foot and stepped over Li Xiaomin's body.
Li Xiaomin lay supine on the large rock at the center of the formation, in the same position he had maintained for months. He stared blankly at the beautiful woman straddling him, his throat dry. He swallowed hard twice before murmuring, "Sister, you, you are…"
The Goddess of Love smiled slightly, a hint of shyness on her face. "Before, I wanted to make love to you in my true form, but your physical condition wasn't good enough then. During this time, I secretly helped you improve your physique. Thanks to the interaction of these thousands of women, your physique has greatly improved during your cultivation. Now, I'm going to give you one last push, to allow the power accumulated within you to fully integrate and become a power you can use at will!"
With exquisitely beautiful movements, she slowly knelt down, her long, slender, snow-white legs resting on either side of Li Xiaomin's waist. Her delicate hands rested on his chest, and her snowy buttocks slowly lowered, becoming one with Li Xiaomin.
In that instant, a look of pain appeared on her face, yet she still clenched her teeth tightly, resolutely becoming one with Li Xiaomin until the very end.
"So tight..." Li Xiaomin stared blankly at her, a tender emotion welling up within him, gradually filling his body with power.
His hands involuntarily rose, grasping the goddess's breasts, gently kneading them, his gaze fixed on the beautiful woman beneath him, his eyes filled with tender, deep affection. His
legs, which had remained still, slowly lifted, moving gently, thrusting his hips upwards, the power increasing. The handsome young man gradually felt the power returning to his body, giving him inexhaustible strength.
Finally, with a low growl, he flipped over, pinning the goddess beneath him, smiling as he looked at her blushing lips, using all his strength to make love with her, until her soft moans and gasps carried far and wide. A
holy light had spread throughout the entire valley. All the beautiful women in the valley... Whether imperial concubines, princesses, or common women, all knelt before him, respectfully bowing to the man and woman at the center of the formation. There, in the brightest light, the couple had become the embodiment of power and beauty, forever etched in their memories.
In the sky, three goddesses drifted about, idly gazing at the celestial barrier.
The Flame Goddess stretched out her finger, touching the crimson barrier at the highest point above the eastern mountain, tapped it, and said dejectedly, "It's still so thick. I wonder when it will break!"
The Water Goddess softly comforted her, "Don't worry, don't you think this barrier is much thinner than before? Look how hot the sunlight is already. I think if I do it a few more times, I might be able to break the barrier!"
The Lightning Goddess glanced at her sideways, secretly covering her mouth and laughing, "So, you mean you want to make love to him in your true form? It's been so long, you must be longing for it, right?"
The Water Goddess blushed deeply. She hurriedly shook her head, saying, "Nonsense! I didn't think of that. Besides, he couldn't handle that kind of stimulation. His body is still very weak!"
Lightning Goddess covered her mouth and chuckled, "If his body weren't so weak, you would have already used your true form to... you know?"
Water Goddess shook her head repeatedly in embarrassment, denying it. Flame Goddess, however, snorted coldly and said hatefully, "That wicked thing, I hate him the moment I see him. As long as the restriction is broken, I'll make him pay!"
Lightning Goddess turned to look at her, covering her mouth and laughing, "Fire, you still hold a grudge about that? Weren't you happy when he raped you?"
Flame Goddess immediately blushed, her face burning red, flames rising high above her head. She bit her lip and glared at Lightning Goddess. "How did you know? Did that brat tell you?"
the Lightning Goddess asked angrily. "No, it was Shui'er who told me. She said she saw it with her own eyes..."
"I didn't!" Shui Rou Goddess cried out in a panic, but she had already been grabbed by the Flame Goddess and could not escape. The two goddesses wrestled together, and shouts, laughter, and pleas for mercy rang out in the air as they fought.
Suddenly, the Lightning Goddess exclaimed, "Stop fooling around! This restriction is strange!"
The Flame Goddess paused her playful antics, looked up at the reddening and heating barrier above, and said disdainfully, "What's so great about it? Every time that kid does 'that' at the array's core, this place gets scorching hot. Haven't you seen it all before?"
The Lightning Goddess shook her head vigorously, exclaiming nervously, "This time is different! Look, where is this huge energy coming from?"
The Flame Goddess released the Water Goddess, looked down, and suddenly exclaimed, "It's coming from the array's core!"
The Water Goddess also sensed the change in the power in the air and said in surprise, "That power seems to be..."
"Xiao Ai!" The three goddesses called out in unison, looking at each other in shock.
The Flame Goddess cried out in shock and anger, "Xiao Ai has gone mad! How could she use her true form to mess around with that boy! Doesn't she know this will cost him his life?"
The Water Gentle Goddess stared blankly at her, sighing softly, "Fire, you still care about him..."
The Flame Goddess blushed and retorted angrily, "No! If he dies, won't we all be severely injured?"
The Lightning Goddess exclaimed, "That's right! We have to stop Xiao Ai! She's really gone too far this time!" Three
goddesses descended gracefully from the sky, shooting down like lightning towards the center of the hemispherical barrier in the valley below.
Suddenly, a powerful force struck them head-on, whipping up a gale that tore their hair and clothes wildly backward, slowing their flight as if they were caught in a whirlwind, unable to move forward for a moment.
This powerful force swept past the goddesses and hurtled towards the distant crimson barrier, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire mountain.
The violent tremors caused the goddesses' delicate bodies to sway violently in the air. It took her a long while to calm down. Looking up at the sky, she was astonished to see that the once smooth, resilient, and flawless crimson hemisphere now bore large cracks that were rapidly expanding.
In the blink of an eye, the tortoise-shell-like cracks had spread to the foot of the distant mountains, covering the entire surface of the hemisphere like a spiderweb.
The goddesses exchanged bewildered glances. The Lightning Goddess murmured, "She really did it… Xiao Ai this time, she really…"
The Water Goddess was moved to tears, her voice trembling, "Xiao Ai is truly great, I admire her to death!"
The Flame Goddess glared at her and shouted, "This isn't the time to talk about that! We shouldn't worry about the self-repairing ability of this restriction. We should give it a final, powerful blow!"
"Alright!" "The Lightning Goddess screamed, standing side-by-side with the other two goddesses in the air. Each gathering their strength, they simultaneously roared and unleashed their most powerful attacks towards the top of the crimson hemisphere!
A tremendous roar instantly enveloped the entire area within the hemisphere. Fire, ice, and lightning struck the inner side of the hemisphere heavily, the violent explosion instantly flipping the top off. Crimson fragments flew everywhere, each exploding in mid-air, transforming into a violent fireball that swept across a vast area.
Like a fuse being lit, the entire hemisphere shattered instantly into countless small pieces, like tempered glass. Then..." This triggered a chain reaction of explosions, creating a massive hemispherical area of fire in the air.
A fierce gale swept overhead, whipping the three goddesses' clothes wildly. Their disheveled hair fluttered in the air, highlighting their excited faces, making them appear beautiful and ethereal.
The deafening explosions in the sky finally subsided after a long time. The blazing sunlight streamed in, and the entire mountain, no longer its blood-red color, began to radiate vitality under the sunlight.
Breathing deeply the fresh air, the Lightning Goddess excitedly waved her long sleeves, dancing gracefully in the air. She cried out, "My God! Little Ai! You're amazing!" "
Chapter 25 of the New Novel: The city of Jinling after the battle was in ruins.
The day before, Emperor Li Yu of Tang, who had surrendered to the Northern Zhao army after being persuaded by his officials, was sent to Bianliang by Yan Shibo, the commander of the Northern Zhao army, along with the civil and military officials who surrendered with him. Also going to Bianliang were more than a dozen of Li Yu's sons, but his concubines and daughters had mysteriously disappeared. Even after searching the city repeatedly, they could not be found, which puzzled Yan Shibo greatly."
To find the missing princesses and concubines, the Northern Zhao army dug deep, but not only did they fail to find them, they couldn't even find a single pretty woman. However, their search within the city wasn't entirely fruitless. At least they found the Southern Tang crown prince, Li Zhao, who was hiding in Jinling City, and escorted him to Bianliang along with Li Yu. Apart from the mysteriously disappeared Li Xi and Li Xiong, who had previously attempted a rebellion and fled, all the male members of the Southern Tang royal family had been captured and sent to Bianliang, the capital of Northern Zhao.
Since capturing Jinling, the morale of the local officials and garrisons in Southern Tang had plummeted. Faced with the massive offensive of the Northern Zhao army, they were powerless to resist. Now, most prefectures had been captured, with only Dong Xianghu's western army and some southern prefectures still struggling to hold out against the armies of Chen and Northern Zhao, but it seemed unlikely they could hold out for much longer.
Currently, Yan Shibo was leading a large army south, sweeping away the prefectures that refused to surrender. Within Jinling City, General Cao Bin and a group of Taoist priests ran rampant, allowing their troops to plunder and cause immense suffering to the city's inhabitants.
These Taoist priests were originally the backbone of the Laoshan Sect. However, due to the recent internal strife in Northern Zhao, the Laoshan Sect split into two factions, supporting Zhao Jun and Zhao Guang respectively. Because Zhao Guang had killed Zhao Ziye, the original ruler the Laoshan Sect supported, most of the Taoists were willing to switch their allegiance to Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun, through this widespread support, greatly increased his power. He conquered Bianliang in one fell swoop, slaughtering his brother Zhao Guang and his entire family, and generously rewarding those who had pledged allegiance. This branch of Taoists became the orthodox sect of the Laoshan Sect, while the defeated branch was expelled, becoming wandering ghosts no one wanted to take in.
This time, Zhao Jun planned to capitalize on his victory to conquer the Southern Tang territory. He dispatched a large number of Taoist priests to accompany his army and assist in the attack on Southern Tang. Just then, the Guishan Sect, the protectorate of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was completely annihilated in its battle with the Yinshan Sect. The Yinshan Sect also failed to become the protectorate of the Southern Tang. Furthermore, Li Xiaomin, the Grand Secretary known for his magical arts, suddenly disappeared. The Southern Tang lacked any extraordinary individuals capable of resisting the magic of the Laoshan Sect. Under the magical attack of the Laoshan Taoists, the army collapsed and was utterly annihilated by the Northern Zhao army.
Next, the Northern Zhao army advanced all the way to the Yangtze River, where they gathered all the magical power of the Laoshan Taoists, freezing the river into ice and launching a night attack. Although they successfully crossed the Yangtze, the Taoists' magical power was completely depleted, requiring a period of rest before they could fight again.
Having occupied Jinling and knowing that the Southern Tang lacked skilled magicians, Master Yan confidently led his army south, attacking the prefectures and counties that refused to surrender. Since the Northern Zhao's forces were almost completely wiped out, he no longer cared about the war. He no longer strictly disciplined his subordinates, who then treated the area like a playground, looting wherever they went, their primary goal being to make a fortune.
Southern Tang had always been wealthy, and Yan Shibo plundered a large amount of treasure from wealthy households. His share was sent back to Jinling for safekeeping by his trusted soldiers, to be transported back with the main army after the entire territory of Southern Tang was pacified. For now, it was more prudent to make as much money as possible in Southern Tang before returning home.
The defense of Jinling was entrusted to one of his trusted confidants, a man named Cao Bin, while the city was managed by Taoist priests from the Laoshan sect, who had exhausted their magical powers during the previous freezing of the river and were now recuperating in Jinling. Cao Bin was fond of drinking and often became drunk, neglecting his duties in the city. The Taoist priests, emboldened by their great achievements, began to act arrogantly and domineeringly within the city. They ordered their troops, under the guise of searching for rebels, to plunder and enrich themselves, causing immense suffering to the people of Jinling. Those who resisted were surrounded and annihilated by the Northern Zhao army defending the city, their heads chopped off. Thus, the people could only grit their teeth and endure, not knowing when this would end.
One evening, after drinking, a group of Taoist priests were idly gathering at the former residence of Prime Minister Qian of the Tang Dynasty, whiling away the time with a full meal and idle chatter.
This residence, once one of the most luxurious in Jinling, though sold to a wealthy family as rebellious property after Qian Song's rebellion failed, still possessed grand halls and pavilions, appearing quite magnificent. Since the Northern Zhao army entered the city, the Taoist priests had occupied this residence, making it their temporary dwelling.
During their stay in Jinling, the Taoist priests had all gained a lot of weight. Unfortunately, there weren't many beauties in the city that could catch their eye, which often led them to gather and curse those who had spread the rumors. Who said Jinling was full of beauties? Now it was difficult to find a woman. They wondered what had happened in Jinling, how women could mysteriously disappear from their own homes.
They were all well-informed, yet they had never heard of such a strange thing as a city full of disappearing beauties. Coincidentally, this happened just as their own army was about to capture Jinling, which puzzled them, but none of them could figure out the truth.
While they were pondering this, suddenly, two old Taoist priests' expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed, "Everyone be on guard! It seems some highly skilled magician is approaching!"
The other Taoist priests were startled, not knowing what was happening, when suddenly they heard a loud "boom," and the ground shook violently.
The Taoist priests rushed out of the house, and looking up, they all gasped in horror: a white light had risen along the entire wall surrounding the mansion, like an immense wall that completely encircled it, leaving no gaps. The
priests were all highly skilled in magic; seeing this, they quickly summoned their magical artifacts, mounted them, and soared into the sky, hoping to see what was happening and whether they could fly over the white light.
They had barely reached the top when the priests suddenly screamed, pointing wildly upwards, their faces pale with terror.
A gigantic ball of lightning was crashing down from the sky, slamming heavily into the priests!
The priests frantically tried to dodge, but the ball of lightning was so enormous that it instantly engulfed them, carrying countless charred bodies as they crashed violently to the ground!
The Taoist priests on the ground, not yet airborne, cried out in terror, frantically summoning their magical artifacts to resist the lightning balls shooting down from above. But they were no match. With a deafening roar, the entire mansion was struck by the lightning balls, the violent tremors collapsing all the walls. The surviving priests were buried beneath, their bodies charred black beyond recognition.
Immediately afterward, a massive fireball fell from the sky, exploding mid-air into countless smaller fireballs that rained down upon the mansion. The rubble, mostly made of wood, quickly ignited, and even the half-dead priests were burned to ashes. Amidst
the violent tremors, nearby houses collapsed, injuring countless Northern Zhao soldiers protecting the priests. Even from a great distance, the aftershocks of the tremors could be felt.
Far away, in the former residence of Prime Minister Zhou of the Tang Dynasty, Cao Bin, the general guarding the city of Beizhao, ran out of the house in disheveled clothes, shouting in panic, "What's going on? Is it an earthquake?"
His personal guards also rushed out of the various rooms, surrounding him in panic, not knowing what had happened, only able to guess that an earthquake had indeed occurred
. Suddenly, a figure floated down from the sky, landing in front of Cao Bin, looking at him with a cold smile.
Cao Bin looked closely and saw a boy of fifteen or sixteen, strong and handsome, dressed in gorgeous clothes, but he didn't recognize him. In his hand was a precious sword, its cold light gleaming in the moonlight, dazzling to the eye.
Cao Bin was alarmed. He drew his sword from one of his personal guards and shouted at the richly dressed youth, "Who are you, daring to act like a ghost here?"
The richly dressed youth sneered and said in a deep voice, "Cao Bin! Today I am Li Xi, the Prince of Luling of the Tang Dynasty. You dare to run wild on the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Whether you are a courtier of the Tang Dynasty or the next emperor of the Tang Dynasty, you will not be tolerated!"
Cao Bin was confused, but he clearly heard the name "Li Xi." Startled, he pointed at the richly dressed youth and shouted, "So, you're the Southern Tang prince who escaped, Prince Li Xi of Luling! Today you've walked right into our trap! Men, seize him!" Several of his personal guards rushed forward, brandishing their swords, shouting angrily as they pounced on the richly dressed youth!
The youth smiled coldly, darted forward, and his sword flashed through the air like lightning. In a single exchange, all the guards screamed and fell to the ground, blood gushing from their chests and necks, killed by the youth's sword. Cao Bin was horrified and yelled wildly, "Attack! Dead or alive, kill him quickly!" "
The guards of the entire mansion, witnessing the skills of the finely dressed youth, paled but dared not disobey their orders. They drew their swords and spears, charging towards him with a whistling sound, ready to hack him to pieces!
The finely dressed youth stood proudly in the courtyard, watching the soldiers charging towards him with unwavering composure, only a contemptuous look emanating from his cold eyes.
The soldiers, shouting wildly, rushed to his side, about to plunge their swords and spears into him..." Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept over them, and blood inexplicably spurted from their necks. The soldiers in the front row collapsed to the ground with a thud, already dead from a sudden, fatal wound.
The soldiers behind, still unaware of what was happening, continued to roar and charge forward.
A chilling wind swept over them, mixed with the howls of ghosts and wolves. In the darkness, it seemed as if invisible blades were slashing down in the night wind, and the soldiers screamed in agony as they were struck by the blades. His skull was shattered, his chest pierced, and he fell to the ground, dying instantly.
The soldiers behind him cried out in alarm, but their steps couldn't be halted. Pushed forward by their comrades, the sharp spirit blades plunged into their chests, cleaving them in two, their blood instantly staining the courtyard red.
A chilling wind surged from all sides, and countless unseen spirits rushed towards the soldiers, spirit blades slashing down, striking their bodies. Surrounded by the horde of spirits, the soldiers screamed in terror, collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
In an instant, all the soldiers who had charged at the elegantly dressed youth lay dead, their corpses littering the ground. Only two remained standing in the courtyard: the elegantly dressed youth, his sword gleaming coldly, and General Cao Bin of Northern Zhao, trembling with rage, sword in hand!
Beside the youth, a beautiful woman suddenly appeared, nestled close to him, smiling gently, "Master, dealing with these mortals is truly easy!" "Should we keep him here so he can force the soldiers to surrender?"
The young man shook his head and laughed, "No need. Yue Niang, go and give the order: all the ghosts in the city are mobilized to kill all the Northern Zhao soldiers, leave no one alive!"
Yue Niang agreed. Suddenly, her body disappeared, as if vanished into thin air.
Li Xiaomin strode towards Cao Bin, his crystalline blade pointing at Cao Bin's chest. His eyes flashed with cold light, filled with murderous intent.
Cao Bin, a veteran of countless battles, was now in a desperate situation, and his ferocity was ignited. He drew his sword, roared, and strode forward, charging madly towards Li Xiaomin!
Seeing Cao Bin charging aggressively, a cold glint flashed in Li Xiaomin's eyes, but he did not dodge. He strode forward, his crystalline blade flashing like a storm, instantly enveloping Cao Bin.
Then came a series of clanging sounds. A shrill scream rang out from the courtyard, followed by... The screams abruptly ceased, plunging the entire mansion into a deathly silence.
After dinner, a time for leisure and recreation, some soldiers, bored, broke into the homes of the people of Jinling, ransacking chests and cabinets to see if they had missed anything last time.
Some soldiers were lucky enough to find several women. Although they were not particularly attractive, the soldiers didn't mind, forcing them to the ground and ignoring their cries, beginning their "pleasant after-dinner activities."
Those women, already humiliated multiple times during the fall of the city, could only grit their teeth and endure the pain, weeping as they awaited further humiliation.
The soldiers were enjoying themselves... As he stripped the women of their clothes, a sudden chill ran through him. Before he could even sense what was wrong, a spurt of blood shot from their necks, staining the women beneath him crimson. A piercing scream erupted from the soldier's mouth as he collapsed onto the woman, struggling twice before falling motionless.
The soldiers nearby suffered the same fate; unseen blades and ghostly claws suddenly extended, tearing open their fragile throats in an instant, blood gushing forth, adding a few more vengeful spirits to the city of Jinling.
Those killed by Fu Gui were all ancient and powerful ghosts under Li Xiaomin's command. When the city fell, the horde of ghosts... Without a leader, they dared not act rashly, fearing they might offend the Taoist priests accompanying the Northern Zhao army and have their souls scattered. Now that their Immortal Lord had suddenly returned, ordering them to slaughter all the Northern Zhao soldiers, they promised rewards for their merits. Therefore, the ghosts fought bravely, waiting for the command to rush out from the shadows, eager to annihilate the enemy and claim credit from their Immortal Lord.
In the darkness, countless shadowy figures moved about. Upon seeing a soldier in Northern Zhao uniform, they immediately pounced, lashing out with their ghostly claws, tearing apart his throat and taking his life.
Throughout Jinling City, piercing screams echoed everywhere. The Northern Zhao soldiers... They rushed out of their houses in panic, only to find that they had all been brutally murdered, collapsing to the ground with wide-open eyes, dying without knowing who had killed them.
The people of Jinling, already terrified by the killings, assumed the screams outside were another massacre by the Northern Zhao army. Though fearful, they dared not go out, but instead blocked their doors, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the heavens, tears streaming down their faces, filled with terror. They thought back to the time when the Grand Chancellor was in power, how peaceful and carefree it was then; since his disappearance, Jinling had fallen to this state, the people practically on the verge of death. There was a way out!
Screams echoed throughout Jinling City, continuing until the middle of the night before gradually subsiding. The people of Jinling, however, dared not sleep, huddling together and trembling, enduring yet another sleepless night.
At dawn, as the sky brightened, the people mustered their courage and went out to see, only to be astonished to find that those patrolling the streets were actually soldiers of the Tang Dynasty!
Everyone thought they were seeing things, or perhaps still half asleep, rubbing their eyes in disbelief as they stared at the soldiers patrolling the streets, only to see that they were indeed wearing the uniforms of the Tang Dynasty!
On the walls along the streets were notices… He announced that Li Xu, the Prince of Luling, a member of the Tang imperial family, had returned from a long journey to the mountains to seek out a master and master immortal arts. He had led the Imperial Guard to annihilate the enemy forces occupying the city and restore the Tang dynasty. He urged the people not to panic, but to follow the soldiers' instructions and help maintain order in the city.
Immediately, some people wept and knelt before him, embracing the soldiers and weeping loudly, recounting the suffering they had endured over the past few days. They held onto their own soldiers as if they were family, unwilling to let go.
These soldiers were mostly former Imperial Guard members who had changed clothes and hidden before the city fell, and then secretly escaped after the city's collapse, hiding in the countryside. Two days ago, Li Xiaomin suddenly sent someone with a warrant, saying that Prince Li Xi of Jinling had returned and that they must henceforth obey Li Xi's orders to restore the Tang Dynasty and completely exterminate all the Northern Zhao troops.
Lin Zhongli and the other Imperial Guard generals, who sincerely respected Li Xiaomin, dared not disobey his warrant. They immediately gathered their old troops and re-entered Jinling City late at night. They expected a fierce battle, but to their surprise, upon entering the city, they found all the Northern Zhao soldiers on the city walls dead. This shocked and relieved them. Although they didn't understand the reason for the attack, they quickly occupied strategic locations, making Jinling as impregnable as an iron fortress.
With Jinling recaptured, the city's inhabitants were both surprised and overjoyed. They spread the news, calling upon their friends and comrades to help the Imperial Guard maintain order. They dragged out the corpses of over ten thousand Northern Zhao soldiers from the city and burned them in the open fields outside the city.
The remaining monks and Taoist priests were summoned and chanted scriptures to pray for the souls of the wronged. Those Zhao soldiers who had been killed were sent to the underworld to be reincarnated.
News of Li Xi, the Prince of Luling of the Tang Dynasty, returning to Jinling, raising the banner of righteousness, and annihilating the ten thousand Zhao soldiers stationed there, bringing Jinling back under Tang control, spread rapidly.
All the garrison troops of the remaining prefectures and counties were jubilant, respectfully honoring Li Xi as their leader and vowing to drive the enemy out of Tang territory. Meanwhile, in the prefectures and counties that had surrendered to Northern Zhao, morale was low. Several towns had already organized uprisings, killing the Northern Zhao generals defending the cities, declaring Li Xi as their leader, and vowing to fight the Northern Zhao army to the death.
Yan Shibo, who was leading a large army to attack the southern prefectures at this time, was greatly alarmed upon hearing the news and immediately returned to his capital, determined to capture Jinling, kill Li Xi, and extinguish the hopes of the Southern Tang army and people.
Two hundred and fifty thousand troops gathered at the walls of Jinling. Yan Shibo had mobilized almost all the troops he could muster, hoping to capture Jinling in one fell swoop and completely massacre the city to prevent a recurrence.
At this time, only thirty thousand imperial guards remained in Jinling, and even with all the conscripted militia, their numbers were far fewer than the enemy's. The Northern Zhao soldiers were all fierce and battle-hardened, and the disparity in strength was obvious.
The people of Jinling had already suffered from the ravages of war, with countless dead and wounded. Seeing that the enemy army was as fierce as ever, and that their leader had boasted that if the people of Jinling did not surrender within three days, they would be massacred once the city fell, as punishment for the people of Jinling who had surrendered and then rebelled!
Rumors spread throughout the city, and every household wept. Families huddled together, sobbing uncontrollably, terrified by the impending tragic fate.
Although some wealthy families in the city wanted to surrender to save their lives, the Imperial Guards had the entire city impregnable, making it impossible not only to surrender but even to approach the city gates. The conscripted militia could only guard the middle section of the city walls, while the city gates were always guarded by the most elite Imperial Guards. Amidst this profound fear among the people, the deadline set by Uncle Yan's ultimatum was fast approaching. (
Chapter 27 of the new novel: The Decisive Battle at the Gates of Jinling; the army assembled, ready to launch an attack on Jinling at any moment.)
A few days ago, a sudden downpour turned the land into a muddy mess, making it difficult to attack the city. Furthermore, the troops ordered by Master Yan had not yet arrived at Jinling City, so Master Yan remained inactive, waiting for the three-day deadline before launching his attack. Jinling had already been breached once, and the city walls were still in ruins; they were no match for a large army. The plan was to take the city and then massacre everyone in Jinling, leaving no survivors to prevent further rebellion and a resurgence of the Southern Tang's rebellious spirit.
At this time, most of the people in Jinling were weeping and wailing in their homes, filled with fear, dreading the massacre that would befall their families after the city fell.
Inside the south gate of Jinling, on the city's usually busiest street, countless people had gathered, their faces filled with terror, staring blankly up at Prince Li Xi of Luling, dressed in military attire, atop the city walls.
Many of the people had heard of Prince Li Xi of Luling. He always practiced his martial arts in his own palace or went out to hone his skills, so few people had seen him. His brothers, who used to be with him, had been escorted out of the city along with the entire court, and the eunuchs who served him had mostly perished in the recent conflicts; very few people had seen him anymore.
Occasionally, a few residents living near the Prince of Luling's palace would see Li Xu traveling. Looking at the valiant young man on the city wall from afar, they could vaguely recall his former spirited appearance, though so much time had passed and he had grown taller, making him almost unrecognizable.
Other residents, some of whom had seen the Grand Secretary, were slightly surprised. How could this prince look so much like the Grand Secretary? Only he had a black mole on his cheek, something the Grand Secretary didn't have. And the vibrant spirit in his eyes and brows seemed even stronger than the Grand Secretary's, inspiring awe in those who looked upon him.
At this moment, the valiant young man standing on the city wall exuded a powerful aura. With his hand on the sword at his waist, he looked down at the large crowd of people and roared, "People of Jinling City! I am Li Xi, Prince of Luling! The other day, having completed my training in the mountains, I returned to Jinling only to find the Northern Zhao army wreaking havoc! As a prince of the Great Tang imperial family, how could I stand by and watch my people suffer and my dynasty fall? I intended to strike the city's incursions, but alas, I was outnumbered and outmatched. Fortunately, General Lin, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was devoted to the country and secretly rallied his troops, killing the enemy general in one fell swoop. The rebel army was left leaderless and in chaos, allowing us to recapture Jinling City and restore our Great Tang!"
Below, the Imperial Guard soldiers began to cheer loudly, shouting in unison, "We will protect Prince Luling and restore our Great Tang!"
The livestock also cheered, but the bewilderment on their faces remained.
Li Xiaomin turned around. Looking at the enemy soldiers scattered outside the city, he pointed outside and shouted, "Now, the rebel troops of Northern Zhao outside the city are preparing to attack my Jinling City. They say that once the city is breached, they will slaughter all the people of Jinling! Now, the enemy army is powerful, numbering over 200,000, several times more than our army! At this critical moment of life and death, all the people of Jinling must unite and work together to resist the enemy army. Only then can we hope to defeat the enemy army and save the lives of all the people in the city!"
The animals inside the city, hearing of the enemy army's strength, all looked fearful. Many trembled slightly, their faces pale at the thought of the horror of the massacre after the city was breached.
Li Xiaomin stared intently at the fear on the faces of the common people, smiled coldly, and shouted, "Fear not, everyone! I have traveled far to the immortal mountains to seek a master and learn the Dao, and now I have mastered immortal arts. What do I have to fear from those demons and clowns outside the city! Moreover, my Lord Li Xiaomin, the Grand Chancellor of the Great Tang Dynasty, has also returned from his long journey. With our combined immortal arts, who in the world can breach my Jinling City!"
He waved his hand, and on the distant city wall, a solitary figure in flowing white robes stood tall and proud. The common people erupted in commotion, looking on in surprise and delight, only to see that the proud young man standing on the city wall was none other than the long-lost Grand Chancellor Li Xiaomin!
The civilians and soldiers below the city walls cried out in joy, bowing deeply to their revered Grand Chancellor, weeping as they cried, "My lord, you've finally returned! We, the entire city, are suffering terribly; we beg you to save us!"
Atop the city wall, the aloof young man smiled coldly, raising his hand indifferently, "No need for formalities! Now that I've returned, I will ensure the safety of this city. The soldiers and civilians need not panic."
The entire city kowtowed to the white-clad youth on the distant city wall, leaving the Prince of Luling standing awkwardly to the side. He glared angrily at the white-clad youth, thinking to himself, "Damn it, what's with the attitude? He's just a zombie impersonating me! Once this is over..." "I must pin Yue Niang down on the bed and fuck her hard, fuck her until she comes back to life and then dies again, to punish her for disregarding the overall situation and trying to steal the limelight from me, the Prince of Luling!"
Seeing his angry gaze, the man controlling the lifeless Yue Niang chuckled inwardly. Suddenly, he looked at the real Li Xiaomin in the distance, knelt down, and shouted, "Your subject pays homage to Your Majesty. I am willing to lend Your Majesty a hand and vow to break through the city's army and restore the Tang Dynasty!"
The Imperial Guards also turned to the Prince of Luling, bowed down, and shouted loudly, "We are willing to pledge our loyalty to the Prince of Luling, follow Your Majesty's command, and restore the Tang Dynasty!"
Seeing that the Grand Secretary had sworn allegiance to the Prince of Luling, the people also followed suit and kowtowed in a chaotic manner, each with a joyful expression, deeply grateful for their escape from death.
Seeing the crowd's confidence gradually returning, Li Xiaomin seized the opportunity and shouted loudly, "I, Li Xu, the Prince of Luling of the Great Tang Dynasty, hereby swear that I will live and die with the people of Jinling, and will never betray them! For this reason, I, Li Xi, hereby change my name to Li Shimin (Citizen Li). As long as I, Li Shimin, am here, I will never allow the people of Jinling to suffer such a fate at the hands of the enemy!"
The people below the city were deeply moved, weeping and kowtowing, crying out, "Your Majesty is benevolent! We, your humble servants, are willing to die for you!"
Amidst the cheers of the entire city, Li Xiaomin smiled as he looked at the united citizens of Jinling, his hand resting on the sword at his waist. A surge of unwavering confidence rose within him. Outside the city, bugles sounded, their gleaming notes echoing through the thick air.
In the Northern Zhao army camp, Yan Shibo, his face grim, ordered the vanguard to advance and probe the city's defenses.
Outside the city walls, a densely packed army slowly approached. The vanguard, composed of strong, muscular soldiers, carried various siege weapons on their shoulders, their fierce aura pressing down on Jinling.
The high-spirited Northern Zhao army gradually drew near to the besieged city of Jinling. Amidst the resounding beat of war drums, the soldiers shouted rallying cries, encouraging their troops.
Approaching within range of Jinling's arrows, the valiant Northern Zhao soldiers let out a shout, charging forward, carrying their siege weapons, and rapidly advancing towards the city walls, ready to launch their assault.
From the city walls, a hail of arrows rained down, a deluge that assaulted the onrushing Northern Zhao soldiers.
Arrows rained down on the ranks, screams echoing through the vast Northern Zhao army, soldiers falling from the sky, wounded. The remaining soldiers, however, charged relentlessly towards the city. In their minds, the dilapidated walls were easily breached by ladders, allowing them to recapture the city.
Suddenly, the gates of Jinling City swung open, and a troop of soldiers burst forth.
The mounted cavalry, each brandishing a gleaming steel saber, their faces filled with righteous indignation, shouted and spurred their horses forward, charging towards the enemy! At the head of the charge,
atop a magnificent white steed, sat a strong young man, clad in brocade robes, wielding a sharp sword that gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.
This cavalry force, numbering over a thousand, swept across the land like a whirlwind, charging straight towards the attacking enemy!
In the blink of an eye, the elite cavalry had penetrated the enemy ranks. The young man at the forefront raised his crystalline blade and swung it with all his might. A bright sword aura shot out from the tip, striking the head of the foremost enemy soldier. Blood splattered instantly, and several large heads flew into the air. The warhorse
lurched wildly, crashing into the enemy ranks. The fierce cavalrymen swung their steel sabers with all their might, blood gushing forth, and screams echoing through the air. Countless Northern Zhao soldiers, their heads slashed by the sharp blades, fell, their faces covered in blood. Even in their dying moments, their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief that the Jinling army, besieged in their isolated city, dared to venture out and attack.
The Northern Zhao army, initially outnumbered and overwhelming, assumed the Jinling army would only dare to defend the city. However, the attacking force was caught off guard by this sudden assault, and the cavalry charged into their ranks, slaughtering them mercilessly.
Seeing their comrades fall one after another, the Northern Zhao soldiers hastily abandoned their siege weapons, raised their swords and spears, and charged forward, hoping to use their superior numbers to crush the audacious enemy beneath the walls of Jinling!
Li Xiaomin led the charge, his crystalline blade flashing through the air. Fueled by immortal power, this unique sword unleashed countless rays of light, its crystalline tip shooting out wildly, striking enemy heads, instantly shattering helmets and skulls, blood and brains splattering everywhere. Before him stood a densely packed army of Northern Zhao soldiers, all seasoned veterans, yet none could withstand a single sword strike.
Li Xiaomin led this elite cavalry, charging into the enemy ranks, slaughtering relentlessly, beheading countless enemies, leaving the ground a blood-soaked red carpet of corpses.
In the rear of the Northern Zhao army, Yan Shibo, seeing the enemy's surprise attack through the city walls, frowned slightly and waved his hand to give an order. His messenger waved a signal flag, and behind him, thousands of Qi soldiers charged out from their ranks, intending to join the infantry attacking the city, working together to annihilate the thousand-odd cavalry! In
Chapter Twenty-Eight of the New Novel, Li Xiaomin swung his sword, killing a Northern Zhao general supervising the battle from his horse. Looking ahead, he saw thick dust and the Northern Zhao cavalry charging towards them. The enemy soldiers on horseback, each with a fierce face, brandished their spears and charged straight at his own army!
Looking at the fierce enemy soldiers, Li Xiaomin showed no panic. Instead, he smiled slightly, turned back to look towards Jinling City, his eyes gleaming.
On the city wall, a pale-faced youth stood proudly, raising his hand high and mechanically making strange hand gestures. An eerie aura emanated from him.
A gale swept across the sky, carrying a strange heat as it swept towards the battlefield.
A violent roar suddenly erupted from within Jinling. The roar was so loud that it shook the soldiers across the field, making them dizzy and their ears ring. They all looked towards Jinling with terrified eyes.
In the sky above the imperial palace in Jinling City, a crimson dragon was circling and soaring, roaring towards the sky!
This dragon was enormous, its head held high and tail swaying, its appearance extremely ferocious, as if it had crawled out of the ground. The people around the imperial palace stared in disbelief, as if in a dream.
On the city wall, the pale-faced youth waved his arms, pointing towards the distant imperial palace. A colossal dragon soared into the air, leaving a crimson trail as it flew towards the city wall with terrifying speed. A massive heatwave followed, sending the livestock and soldiers on the ground reeling.
Wherever it passed, soldiers and civilians cried out in alarm, wondering where this enormous red dragon came from and what its omen was. Some soldiers who had seen this dragon during the previous upheaval cheered, shouting, "It's the dragon the Grand Chancellor rode! Heavens, it seems much bigger than last time!"
The red dragon, under the pale-faced youth's control, flew over the city gate, its head held high and tail swaying, charging straight towards the enemy army!
The Northern Zhao army, seeing a colossal red dragon emerge from Jinling City, were stunned. They stared at the dragon, unsure if they were dreaming.
The crimson dragon, disregarding all else, flew over the enemy army, opened its mouth, and unleashed a massive ball of flame that shot forward!
Ahead of it was the approaching Northern Zhao cavalry, who, upon seeing the crimson dragon, were terrified. Their horses spurred their galloping horses spurring, and the lead troop was instantly engulfed in the flames, screaming and neighing in agony.
The vast wilderness before Li Xiaomin had been transformed into a hellish inferno!
The scorching flames, like a waterfall, cascaded down from the sky, engulfing the cavalry. The intense heat instantly surrounded the fierce cavalry, countless soldiers and horses burning to a crisp, their flesh and bones falling away, screaming and leaping in agony. Soon they perished in the flames, their bodies charred beyond recognition, a gruesome sight.
Li Xiaomin was shocked and cried out in his heart, "Stop! How can we burn so many fine horses? Don't you know it's very difficult for us in Southern Tang to obtain so many good horses?"
The Fiery Goddess, who had been hiding in the air, turned around, looked at Li Xiaomin, coldly snorted, waved her fiery red robes, and floated into the sky, no longer controlling the crimson dragon.
Behind her, the Lightning Goddess flew over excitedly, casually took control of the crimson dragon, and muttered incantations. The crimson dragon opened its mouth, its sharp claws swirling wildly, and countless bolts of lightning instantly shot out from its crimson body, frantically shooting towards the thousands of cavalrymen in front! Violent booms echoed continuously from the ground. The lightning swiftly struck the ground, heavily hitting the heads of the mounted cavalrymen. The shockwaves traveled through their helmets, numbing the soldiers and leaving them unable to control themselves, causing them to fall heavily from their horses. The warhorses, struck by the lightning, neighed in agony and thrashed wildly on the ground. Fortunately, the Lightning Goddess had managed to control her power; the lightning strikes only left the horses momentarily weak.
Li Xiaomin felt a surge of exhilaration, urging his horse to gallop, leading a large contingent of cavalry at breakneck speed into the enemy ranks. They scattered the enemy horses, and the Northern Zhao cavalrymen lying on the ground, convulsing, were trampled into a bloody pulp by the Southern Tang cavalry.
Thousands of lightning bolts struck, but the Lightning Goddess, still unsatisfied, urged the Crimson Dragon forward, instantly arriving above the Northern Zhao army. The Crimson Dragon lowered its head, facing the sky above the Northern Zhao army, and opened its massive maw. A huge beam of white light shot out from its mouth, directly towards the Northern Zhao camp.
This beam of light slammed heavily into the ground, crashing into the heart of the Northern Zhao army. A deafening roar resounded, and the entire army trembled violently. The Northern Zhao soldiers on the outer perimeter were thrown to the ground by the violent tremor.
Where the beam struck, however, was a scene of carnage. Countless soldiers were blasted into the air, screaming in agony, their flesh and bones shattered in a gruesome sight.
The Crimson Dragon continued to spew forth enormous bolts of lightning, striking the Northern Zhao army scattered across the desolate wilderness. Waves of soldiers were blasted into the sky, and the rest screamed in panic. Had it not been for strict military discipline, the entire army would have long since collapsed.
The Fiery Goddess floated high in the sky, watching the Lightning Goddess having so much fun. It couldn't resist the urge to join in, so she flew over and snatched control of the Crimson Dragon from the Lightning Goddess's grasp. She spun the dragon forward, spewing forth flames that instantly engulfed countless Northern Zhao soldiers.
The Zhao soldiers, now ablaze, screamed in terror and scattered in all directions, but none could escape far before collapsing and being burned to a crisp.
The dragon exhaled a ball of fire, paused briefly to catch its breath, and then, gazing at the stunned Northern Zhao soldiers ahead, unleashed another torrent of flames!
This wave of fire was even more expansive than the previous one, immediately engulfing thousands of soldiers behind it. Screams filled the air, mingling with the crackling of the burning flames—a truly terrifying sight.
Countless tongues of fire raged fiercely, engulfing the valiant Northern Zhao cavalry. Their bodies were charred and blackened, screaming in agony as they burned to death. The stench of burnt skin filled the air, utterly repulsive.
In the sky, a crimson dragon danced wildly, its mouth spewing forth flames, completely engulfing the camp of over two hundred thousand Northern Zhao soldiers in fire.
The entire wilderness had become a hellish inferno. Countless Northern Zhao soldiers screamed and ran frantically through the flames, their desperate cries echoing as nothing but fire met their eyes. Until they could no longer run, they stumbled and fell, utterly consumed by the flames.
The soldiers atop Jinling City walls were dumbfounded, watching the distant hellish inferno with a mixture of terror and joy. Some cheered softly, others were overjoyed; some turned away reluctantly, yet
couldn't help but sigh with glee, knowing that this time, the enemy's only hope was utter defeat!
On the open field between the sea of fire and Jinling City, Li Xiaomin looked up at the beautiful red-clad goddess dancing gracefully in the sky, his heart filled with emotion: "What a wonderful goddess! I beat her so badly last time, yet she didn't hold a grudge or seek revenge. Instead, she helped me so much. If she wasn't secretly manipulating things, even if Gongsun Bubai cultivated the Crimson Dragon to its peak, she wouldn't have such power! Is she secretly in love with me because she's helping me like this?"
As if sensing his thoughts, the Fiery Goddess, who was flying in the sky urging the Crimson Dragon to attack, turned around and glared at the handsome young man riding a steed on the ground. Recalling the humiliation he had caused her, her pretty face flushed even more. Fortunately, she was far away, and her face was a bright red, so this blush went unseen.
At the edge of the sea of fire, countless terrified Northern Zhao soldiers fled in all directions, no longer daring to remain and be consumed by the flames. In the sky, bolts of lightning struck down, accurately hitting their heads and burning them to a crisp, like charred logs, causing them to collapse dead.
Under the dual assault of lightning and fire, over two hundred thousand Northern Zhao soldiers crumbled instantly, perishing tragically in the vast wilderness outside Jinling City. A few thousand Northern Zhao survivors managed to flee desperately, only stopping at nightfall. They entered villages to loot and burn for food, hoping to escape back to Northern Zhao. But as soon as they entered the villages, they were struck by a rabbit-clawed spirit blade wielded from the shadows, dying inexplicably in the darkness.
According to the agreement between Li Xiaomin and the underworld, all ghosts within the Tang Dynasty's territory who had acknowledged Li Xiaomin as their master were under his jurisdiction and did not need to report to the underworld. Therefore, these ghosts followed Li Xiaomin with complete confidence, loyally serving him, hoping to learn more cultivation techniques from him. If they could cultivate into ghost immortals, it would be a blessing earned through countless lifetimes!
The fire outside Jinling City burned for a day and a night before finally subsiding. By the time the fire was extinguished, the fields were covered with charred corpses. The soldiers who went to collect the bodies endured the stench and approached, but they could
no longer the remains: the corpses turned to dust with the slightest touch, never to be reassembled.
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began. The rain gradually washed away the charred remains from the scorched ground, some flowing down the ditches, others seeping into the mud and becoming fertilizer for the earth.
The rain continued for three days. When the rain stopped and the sky cleared, the people of Jinling were astonished to find that large swathes of lush green grass had grown outside the city, and the battlefields and ravaged by fire were now completely covered by the grass, showing no trace of their former glory.
This great victory at Jinling completely annihilated the main force of the Northern Zhao army that had invaded Southern Tang. Even their commander, Yan Shibo, perished in the flames, his body turning into fertilizer that nourished the reborn plants of Southern
Tang .
After the great battle, the people of Jinling were overjoyed. With the support of the Imperial Guard Commander Lin Zhongli and other generals, Li Shimin, the Prince of Luling of the Tang Dynasty, ascended the throne in Jinling, remotely honoring Li Yu, who had been captured by Northern Zhao, as the Retired Emperor. He changed the era name to Shenshi, and from then on, the Tang Dynasty ushered in a new era.
Influenced by the victory at Jinling, countless prefectures and counties of the Southern Tang rose in rebellion, remotely acknowledging Emperor Li Shimin as their lord. They exterminated the remnants of the Northern Zhao army entrenched in various cities and brought them to court, expressing their willingness to submit to Emperor Li Shimin's rule.
Meanwhile, Dong Xianghu's western army, engaged in fierce fighting with invading Chen forces, was overjoyed upon hearing the news. Leading a highly motivated force, they decisively defeated the demoralized enemy, driving the Chen army completely out of Southern Tang
territory . They too sent envoys to court, expressing their willingness to acknowledge Li Shimin as their lord. The Grand Chancellor Li Xiaomin dispatched his personal bodyguard, Commander Hong Sanniang, as an envoy to inspect the western army. She spoke kindly and appeased Dong Xianghu, bestowing upon him the title of Marquis of Pingxi and numerous rewards.
In the Southern Tang territory, the unconquered prefectures and counties, long ravaged by the Northern Zhao army, were filled with suffering and fear. Upon learning of Li Bumin, the Prince of Luling, ascending the throne and annihilating hundreds of thousands of Zhao troops, they were overjoyed, willing to serve him as their lord, seeking only local stability and the restoration of the Tang dynasty. Local officials and garrison commanders were also comforted and promoted by Emperor Li Bumin, in recognition of their merits in suppressing the rebellion.
"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? How much of the past do we know! Last night, the east wind blew again in my small tower, my homeland is unbearable to recall in the bright moonlight..."
In a courtyard outside Bianliang, a gaunt middle-aged man stood atop a pavilion, gazing south, softly reciting a new poem he had composed that morning.
"Your Majesty!"
a voice called from behind. Li Yu turned around. Seeing her former Minister of Revenue, Ding Guan, kneeling before her in obeisance, she said calmly, "Enough. We are all prisoners now; there's no need for such a grand ceremony."
Ding Guan, though looking haggard, wore a slight smile. He stood up, cupped his hands, bowed, and smiled, saying, "Your Majesty, congratulations! I heard yesterday that the Prince of Luling has unified the former Tang territory in the south. He is currently training his troops, and once they are well-trained, he will launch a northern expedition to welcome Your Majesty back to Jinling!"
Li Yu was slightly taken aback, turning her head to look at the southern sky. She vaguely recalled her prince, who loved martial arts, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions. After a long while, she said, "It's just talk. He's already emperor; how carefree and unrestrained he is. How could he possibly return to the capital and rule over you again?"
Ding Guan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please don't say that. The Prince of Luling is naturally filial and will certainly send troops to welcome Your Majesty back to the capital!"
Li Yu shook his head and remained silent for a long while before saying, "How are you ministers who came to Zhao with me now?"
Ding Guan was taken aback, his face turning sorrowful as he covered his face and wept, "The Northern Zhao court truly doesn't treat us like human beings. We were destitute on the journey. Those who suffered from acclimatization issues were not given medical care or medicine, causing the deaths of countless ministers! Minister of Works, Lord Di, just passed away yesterday. I was by his side, and it was truly heartbreaking!"
Li Yu smiled coldly and said calmly, "You and he have always been at odds, so there's no need to say such things. How are my princes now?"
Ding Guan blushed slightly, not daring to say more, and hurriedly replied, "The princes are all well. Although Northern Zhao looks down on us surrendered officials, they have taken good care of the princes. Yesterday I visited His Highness the Crown Prince; he was tidying his hair and writing a book, looking very diligent.
" Li Yu was taken aback, then chuckled, "He's writing a book too?" "I thought I was the only one writing lyrics and novels at the same time, I didn't expect this child to be doing it too... What book is he writing?"
Ding Guan smiled and said, "Your Highness has been sincerely devoted to Buddhism lately, and this time he seems to be writing a novel that promotes karma and retribution, called 'The Carnal Prayer Mat'."
Li Yu was taken aback, and frowned slightly, saying, "This title is quite strange. What is it about?"
Ding Guan smiled and said, "This humble subject only glanced at the cover yesterday, but did not read the contents.
" Li Yu nodded and sighed softly, "Let him be. It's rare that he's willing to do something worthwhile, there's no need to restrain him anymore."
Ding Guan cupped his hands and smiled, "Your Majesty is right. Just now Your Majesty mentioned that you are also writing a novel. I wonder what kind of novel it is?"
Li Yu stroked his beard and smiled, "It's not finished yet, so there's no need to mention it. The weather is fine today. You should accompany me for a walk outside. Although we can't leave the manor, a walk within the manor will be good
to clear our minds prevent us from getting sick from boredom."
Ding Guan hurriedly bowed and agreed, following behind Li Yu down the stairs.
Behind them, a gentle breeze blew, turning the still-wet ink on the paper on the table, revealing the top page. At the top was the title of Li Yu's new book: *The Twelve Towers*
. The Tang Dynasty capital, Jinling, the imperial palace.
In the Kunning Palace, in Empress Zhou's bedroom, the decor was resplendent with gold and jade, even more magnificent than before the war.
In the center of the outer room stood a large bed, several times larger than Empress Zhou's former fragrant couch. The room was covered with brocade bedding, and amidst the pile of brocade, the jade-like faces of several stunningly beautiful women were revealed, looking incredibly alluring.
Among them, a handsome young man slept soundly, his eyes slightly closed, embracing two delicate and beautiful girls. Soft snores emanated from his nose.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, and from among the brocade, a mature and stunningly beautiful woman languidly raised her head, watching Li Xiaomin sleeping soundly with her daughter in his arms. She smiled slightly, quietly lifting the blanket, her slender hand gently caressing Li Xiaomin's lower body. Her bright red lips moved closer, and her smooth, fragrant tongue gently licked it.
In his dream, Li Xiaomin felt himself entering a warm, slippery passage, experiencing unparalleled pleasure, and a soft moan escaped his lips.
Beside him, a sexy woman slightly awoke, raising her head and opening her sleepy eyes. But then he saw the most beautiful woman in the Tang Dynasty kneeling between Li Xiaomin's legs, sucking and licking him. He couldn't help but smile, propping up his flower-like body and bending down himself, extending his pink tongue to serve Li Xiaomin alongside Empress Zhou, taking advantage of his sleep.
After a long while, having had his fill of being taken advantage of, Li Xiaomin finally woke up. Looking down at the two beauties, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, good morning! The early bird catches the worm, you two..."
Consort Yun lifted her head from between his legs, playfully pursing her lips. With a sweet smile, she said, "Still calling me Empress? Shouldn't you call me Empress Dowager, Your Majesty?"
Li Xiaomin was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly, "Hmm, I'm not used to being Emperor yet. You call me Emperor, I really don't know who you're calling."
Beneath him, his former mistress, now a concubine, lowered her head, her cherry-like lips tightly sucking him, until deep inside, the forceful sucking bringing him intense pleasure, causing him to groan softly.
He groaned softly as he raised his head. Turning to look at his side, he held two young girls in his arms, one was Princess Zhenping, and the other was Qingling. At this moment, they were naked, their snow-white bodies exposed,
fast asleep in his arms. Last night, he had been very vigorous with them, their bodies utterly exhausted, and they were still fast asleep.
He leaned over and gently kissed Princess Zhenping's snow-white face, then looked down at Empress Zhou beneath him, seeing her earnestly sucking and kissing him, serving him alongside Consort Yun, and couldn't help but feel moved.
Li Xiaomin looked up and saw a gentle and beautiful woman sleeping soundly beside Qingling. Her graceful and mature charm stirred his heart. He reached his arm through Qingling's body and caressed her soft, smooth breasts, gently pinching her nipples. Feeling the fullness in his hands, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Beside Princess Zhenping, a pretty little girl, hearing their voices, sleepily looked up and saw her mother suckling at Li Xiaomin's breasts. She climbed over her sister, climbed onto Li Xiaomin, and bit his nipple, whispering, "You little rascal, you're being biased again! Why give some to Mother but leave some for me?" Li Xiaomin gently stroked her
smooth back and said with a wry smile, "Princess Anping, don't say that. People say the early bird catches the worm. You got up late, so of course you won't get any!" "However, I'm not so biased. I've left some for you. Don't worry, you'll have some sooner or later!"
Princess Zhenping stirred and woke up. Opening her eyes to the scene before her, she felt a little shy, but Li Xiaomin pulled her close and kissed her delicate red lips forcefully. His tongue swirled in her mouth, intertwining with hers. His left hand reached around her back, grasping her breasts and kneading them, causing Princess Zhenping to moan softly. She was so aroused that she felt her soul leave her body and involuntarily
clung to him.
Princess Anping was not to be outdone, her small tongue vigorously licking Li Xiaomin's nipples, while Empress Zhou below deeply sucked on them, her smooth tongue cupping them, allowing Li Xiaomin to penetrate deeply. He plunged his penis into her tight, moist throat, engaging in the deepest, most intimate contact with Li Xiaomin.
These three beautiful and alluring mother and daughters served Li Xiaomin so attentively, while Li Xiaomin's right hand continued to knead Consort Xiao's breasts, until she woke up with a soft moan. Looking down, she saw the esteemed Empress Zhou performing such intimate acts for Li Xiaomin, and
her delicate face flushed with shame. She turned her head away, not daring to look any longer. Qingwei was also awakened by their vigorous movements. Opening her beautiful eyes, she saw this scene and frowned slightly. Raising her jade-like hand, she pinched Li Xiaomin's cheek and softly scolded, "Xiaominzi, you're doing this again!" Li Xiaomin
felt a slight pain from being pinched, and in retaliation, he reached out and kissed his mother's smooth breasts, gently pulling them downwards, subtly signaling her to move down.
Consort Xiao had shared a bed with him many times before, so how could she not understand his implication? Although extremely shy, she dared not disobey her husband's wishes, and could only lower herself down, extending her fragrant tongue to lightly lick Li Xiaomin's lower body.
Empress Zhou's head shook violently; having not seen Li Xiaomin release his pent-up desire for a long time, she was exhausted and numb. Seeing Consort Xiao come to take over, she raised her head , panting slightly, and gave up her position to Consort Xiao.
Consort Xiao gently licked, her trembling lips carefully taking in his mouth, her fragrant tongue entwining with his, serving Li Xiaomin wholeheartedly. Meanwhile, above, Li Xiaomin had already embraced Qingling tightly, his hands roaming over her body, his fingers penetrating her flower path, teasing her desire, and striking at her will with each thrust.
Qingling moaned softly as Li Xiaomin held her in his arms, kissing her lips passionately. His tongue delved into her cherry lips, teasing and entwining with hers. Her body grew increasingly hot, and she couldn't help but cling to Li Xiaomin, her long, slender, snow-white legs wrapping around his waist, rubbing against him forcefully.
Li Xiaomin was aroused by the alluring movements of this beautiful young woman. He flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. His "magic weapon," withdrawing from her gentle mother's mouth, slowly entered the girl's delicate, flower-like body.
Qingling trembled and moaned, clinging to Li Xiaomin, tears of joy streaming from her beautiful eyes, falling onto the fragrant pillow.
At dawn, Emperor Li Min of the Qing Dynasty, full of vigor, brought his concubine Qingling and the Dowager Consort Xiao to the peak of pleasure. Then, he embraced the beautiful and alluring Empress Dowager Zhou, pressing her onto the bed and attacking her fiercely like a storm.
Empress Zhou groaned softly, her snow-white arms tightly embracing the young man on top of her. Her delicate body trembled under his violent thrusts, tears of excitement streaming down her face as she struggled to raise her slender waist to meet Li Xiaomin's fierce thrusts.
This erotic scene was witnessed by her two biological daughters. Princess Anping let out a soft moan, straddling Li Xiaomin and kissing and licking his body passionately. Occasionally,
she would gently bite , her small hands reaching down to caress the spot where they were joined, gently kneading it, her smooth hands bringing Li Xiaomin a unique kind of pleasure.
On the other side, Princess Zhenping, her face flushed, also hugged him tightly, her smooth breasts kneading against his blankets to make him feel even more comfortable. Because of Li Xiaomin's long-term care, her breasts had become quite full, almost approaching the size of Empress Zhou, who was now writhing and weeping with joy beneath him.

Chapter Thirty of the New Novel: Eternal Love (Part Two Complete)

Another beautiful woman was also awakened by the violent tremor. She rose from Li Xiaomin's feet, and looking at the alluring scene with awe, she sighed softly. She bent down, rubbing her full breasts against Li Xiaomin's legs, her fragrant tongue licking Li Xiaomin and Empress Zhou's thighs. Occasionally, she would raise her head, blushing, to watch her former mother-in-law, now her sister, and husband making love.
Li Xiaomin exerted all his strength to make Empress Zhou scream and faint. He then pulled Princess Zhenping and Princess Anping to his feet to please him, vigorously fucking these two beautiful princesses while enjoying the Crown Princess Wei licking and sucking his toes below. Seeing her so eager, he pulled her up as well, making her kneel on the bed, fucking her from behind until she was dazed, screaming and collapsing onto the bed, fainting.
Li Xiaomin lay on the bed, breathing softly, feeling utterly refreshed. This exhilarating exercise surpassed any morning exercise invented by later generations.
A beautiful figure slowly moved from the other side of the bed, extending her soft, jade-like arms to embrace Li Xiaomin, and softly asked, "My child, are you tired?"
Li Xiaomin was startled, looking up at Consort Qin's beautiful and charming face, and said with a wry smile, "Empress Dowager, please don't call me that, it makes me very embarrassed..."
Consort Qin, who was holding him tightly, was nominally Li Xiaomin's biological mother, and therefore also honored as Empress Dowager, ranking alongside Empress Zhou. However, in the inner palace, Empress Zhou still managed most of the affairs, while Consort Qin, having nothing to do, would go out of the palace to train soldiers, which was a good use of her talents.
Consort Qin looked down at Li Xiaomin's handsome face. Her beautiful face was full of loving affection. She lowered her head and gently kissed his lips, softly saying, "Xiaominzi, I've said it before, I want you to be my child, but you wouldn't agree. Now, the way of heaven is constant, and in the end, you will be my child!"
She gently turned her delicate body, straddling Li Xiaomin, slowly joining him, feeling his hardness and heat. She couldn't help but sigh softly, her jade hands pressing against Li Xiaomin's chest, her slender waist moving gently up and down. Smiling, she looked at Li Xiaomin's face and said softly, "Xiaominzi, now you are my own child. The name of Li Xi of the Tang Dynasty will be known throughout the world."
Li Xiaomin was tightly embraced by the beautiful empress dowager's body, reaching out to caress her charming and alluring form, breathing softly. Looking up at her exquisitely beautiful face, he was momentarily captivated.
Beside him, a pair of snow-white jade arms reached out, gently embracing Li Xiaomin's neck, and fragrant cherry lips approached. Gently kissing Li Xiaomin's cheek, she murmured, "Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi!"
Li Xiaomin turned his head, looking at Princess Changping's beautiful face, a mixture of sorrow and joy. A slight sadness welled up in his heart, and he whispered, "Good sister, if you like, just treat me as your little brother!"
He embraced the girl's soft, smooth skin, burying his face deep in her chest, opening his mouth to fully take her tender breasts into his mouth until it was full.
He suckled vigorously, thrusting his hips upwards, deeply penetrating Consort Qin's body, expressing his love and gratitude to this beautiful mother and daughter through his actions. The magnificent Tang Dynasty palace, after months of reconstruction and extensive expansion, had regained its splendor, its architecture even surpassing its former grandeur. Its vast area was also unprecedented.
Large swathes of residential houses near the palace had been demolished to build new underground palaces. The newly expanded palace was filled with beautiful women. After the great calamity in Jinling, Li Xiaomin had kindly taken in the women he had rescued and with whom he had shared intimate relationships, bringing them into his harem to prevent them from being displaced and destitute in this chaotic world. After all, they had shared happy memories with him; to let them wander the streets would be a great loss to his dignity.
During the siege, he had used his magic to rescue twenty to thirty thousand women from Jinling, and they were all extremely grateful to him. Besides the ten thousand or so beauties he took into his inner palace, the other women, who were not so beautiful and had no connection with him, were released from the palace, given a sum of money to find their own way to make a living, and a large textile factory was built to provide employment for commoner women. Most of these women were relatives of the palace beauties and would occasionally visit him. Although Li Xiaomin secretly dispatched numerous ghosts to monitor the palace, he outwardly maintained lax control, allowing the women to frequently visit each other. Under Yue Niang's meticulous arrangements, no one dared to speak out about their experiences after leaving Jinling.
Their relatives left behind in Jinling had mostly been brutally murdered by the Northern Zhao army, nearly to the point of death. Fortunately, the new emperor, Li Shimin, raised an army and drove out the enemy, restoring the Tang Dynasty to its former glory. They were all deeply grateful to Li Shimin, and even more so to hear that their relatives had been rescued from the city by Li Shimin and the Grand Secretary Li Xiaomin using all their magical powers. As for what happened outside the city, they could not possibly know. Yue Niang was very careful about this, and through careful arrangements, tens of thousands of women remained silent, preventing the palace's private affairs from leaking out.
The civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty, along with the imperial princes, had long since been captured and taken to Northern Zhao, becoming prisoners. Fortunately, Li Xiaomin was naturally kind and compassionate. Despite the significant loss of his immortal power, he managed to rescue their wives and daughters from the city, preventing them from being raped and abused by the Northern Zhao bandits after the city fell. Now, most of those beautiful women were in Li Xiaomin's palace, serving him diligently. Although they were still separated from their families, being raped by the supreme emperor of the Tang Dynasty was far better than being humiliated by countless bandits.
Beside Li Xiaomin were the beautiful wives of former officials, the wives and daughters of wealthy families and nobles, and the princesses and noblewomen of the imperial family, all assigned by Yue Niang to various groups. They took turns serving Emperor Li Xiaomin according to a duty roster. Regardless of their previous blood relations or how they addressed each other, they now treated each other as sisters, wholeheartedly serving the emperor's personal life. Whenever he thought of the bandits entering the city, every beautiful woman would be raped and tortured by them. Whether they were princesses or noblewomen from royal families, or wives of high-ranking officials or ladies of noble birth, they were all filled with gratitude towards the emperor. When serving him in bed, they were determined to make him happy. No matter what shameful things the young emperor asked them to do, they would do them with shame and effort.
Although Li Xiaomin felt exhausted every night, he gritted his teeth and persevered with selfless courage to comfort the beautiful women who had lost their loved ones in the war. He used all his strength to ensure these beautiful women experienced sexual bliss at night, earning unanimous praise from the palace beauties.
With so many beautiful women in the palace, there was naturally no place for the eunuchs. The vast majority of them were captured by the Northern Zhao army and sent to Bianliang, where they continued to serve the captured Tang imperial family, emperors, and princes. A few eunuchs who remained in Bianliang received severance pay and went their separate ways. Now, besides tens of thousands of beautiful and alluring women, only Li Xiaomin remained in the palace.
At this moment, Li Xiaomin stepped out of his bedroom, reached out and embraced two beautiful women who approached him, gently kissing their cheeks. He noticed that the two women looked very similar, but seemed to be slightly different in age, and he couldn't tell if they were sisters or aunt and niece. He simply smiled and pinched them a few times before letting the two blushing, joyful beauties go.
Standing in the spacious courtyard, Li Xiaomin looked up at the sky. Above the clear sky, an extremely beautiful woman was gracefully dancing, her clothes fluttering, looking like a fairy.
Li Xiaomin knew in his heart that she was indeed a fairy. However, only he could see the appearance of the Goddess of Love and Desire; mortal women could not see the appearance of these goddesses.
The other three goddesses were quite different. The Goddess of Water and Gentleness was quiet and always hid deep in the Daming Lake within Jinling City, refusing to show herself for days on end, much like the super-submersibles Li Xiaomin had seen on forums in later generations; while the other two goddesses were impatient and often went out to play outside the city, rarely returning to the palace to meet with Li Xiaomin.
Only the Goddess of Love and Desire floated in the sky day and night, protecting this magnificent palace and the more than ten thousand beautiful women within, allowing Li Xiaomin to enjoy an extremely happy life.
Now, Li Xiaomin looked up at the sky, smiling as he called out, "Sister, come down and stay with me for a while, okay?"
A beautiful goddess, floating in the sky, looked down at Li Xiaomin. A graceful smile played on her lips as her long sleeves fluttered, and she gracefully descended from the sky, gently landing in Li Xiaomin
's cup as he waited with his mouth open. Li Xiaomin embraced the beautiful goddess tightly as she descended from the sky, opened his mouth, and kissed her delicate red lips forcefully. His tongue slipped into her cherry-like mouth, entwining with hers, kissing her deeply, sucking her sweet nectar. After a long while, he raised his head and smiled, "Good sister, can I use the third level of the Love Technique today?"
The Goddess of Love nodded and smiled, softly saying, "Almost. You've been diligently cultivating these past few days; the immortal power within you is now sufficient to use the Love Technique with me."
Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. These past few days, he's been able to win the hearts of tens of thousands of beauties in the palace. They'd do anything to please him, even getting the usually reserved Qingling to serve him alongside former concubines and elders, and several princesses to share his pleasure with the two current empress dowagers. And during their encounters, they were completely uninhibited, their lewd sounds and whispers not caring if the other beauties in the bed heard—all thanks to the Love Goddess's Love Technique. Otherwise, why would those dozen or so princesses and noblewomen from the palace and vassal states have willingly shared his bed and served him with such joy the night before?
This wondrous technique is countless times more powerful than any similar spells Li Xiaomin had previously practiced. The first two levels of the Love Technique have already had such a powerful effect on tens of thousands of beauties. Once he and the Love Goddess unleash the third level of the Love Technique today, all those ten thousand beauties will be completely devoted to him, and that devotion will never change, even for millennia.
Li Xiaomin firmly believes the Love Goddess's description. She had been buried underground for tens of millions of years, enduring countless vicissitudes. To make these beauties of the mortal realm remain devoted to him for millennia—wasn't that a simple matter?
However, without his assistance, such divine magic couldn't be unleashed. After long years of cultivation and accumulation, Li Xiaomin finally possessed enough power to cast the third level of the Love Inheritance Technique. His excitement was indescribable.
This handsome couple, hand in hand, floated into the sky, their expressions growing increasingly solemn as they murmured incantations. A holy radiance emanated from them, descending upon the entire palace.
The holy light emanating from this couple gradually intensified, enveloping the entire palace. All the beauties, whether working or idly strolling, were awestruck, ceasing all their activities and looking up at the sky. Although they couldn't see anything, they felt a powerful, unparalleled warmth flowing through their hearts.
In the sky, Li Xiaomin's hands tightly embraced the slender, boneless waist of the beautiful woman beside him. His face was solemn and dignified. With his last ounce of strength, he murmured the final few words of the mantra. A brilliant radiance burst forth from his body, like a radiant sun, and drifted down upon the entire palace.
As if with a "boom," every beautiful woman in the palace felt her heart light up, filled with joy and excitement, and simultaneously conjuring up the handsome face of a young man
in their minds. These beautiful women felt a surge of impulse. They dropped what they were doing and rushed out of the rooms, giggling shyly, their beautiful eyes wide as they looked around, searching for the tall, slender figure of the young man. After reciting
that long mantra, Li Xiaomin felt his immortal power completely depleted, almost to the point of collapse. Fortunately, the Goddess of Love and Desire caught him, preventing him from falling from the sky.
Leaning against the voluptuous, soft breasts of the Goddess of Love and Desire, Li Xiaomin looked at her gratefully, raised his head, and kissed her tender cherry lips. He thought to himself, "To be able to affect tens of thousands of beauties at the same time, such power... even the legendary forbidden spells are no more than this!"
The Goddess of Love and Desire smiled, and with Li Xiaomin in her arms, they descended from the sky. At this moment, she too was greatly depleted of her magic, unable to maintain the power required for her invisibility, and their figures were revealed in the air.
Tens of thousands of beautiful women in the palace, whether they were empresses, imperial concubines, princesses, royal consorts, county princesses, noblewomen, ladies of high society, palace maids, servants, or girls from humble families, were all searching with longing, hoping to see the handsome young man who had captured their hearts. As soon as they appeared in the air, countless beauties cheered, stretching out their jade-like arms and slender fingers excitedly pointing in their direction, running towards them with joyful smiles.
As the Celestial Maiden of Desire descended, several feet above the ground, only the beautiful Wu Jing could be seen below, craning her neck and stretching her jade arms towards the sky, leaping and hoping to touch Li Xiaomin's body.
Even with his superior skills and daring, and having intimate encounters with tens of thousands of beauties, making them scream incessantly, Li Xiaomin still felt apprehensive. Looking at so many desire-filled beauties, he felt a slight fear, looking up at the Celestial Maiden of Desire, hoping she would take him away, lest he fall directly into the hands of these wolfish beauties.
But at this moment, the Celestial Maiden of Desire, having exhausted her divine power, was weak in the limbs. Seeing so many people below to catch him, her hands went limp, and she threw Li Xiaomin from the sky!
Li Xiaomin cried out in surprise, unable to use his levitation technique in time, falling from the sky and crashing onto the soft, delicate bodies of countless beauties.
Fortunately, the beauties below were prepared in time, rushing out their jade arms to embrace him, desperately pressing their bright red lips to his face, lips, and body. In the blink of an eye, Li Xiaomin was surrounded by countless beauties, their soft, fragrant lips frantically pressing against his face and body. Li Xiaomin only had time for a pitiful scream before he was encircled by countless delicate beauties, like a lone boat in a vast ocean, quickly swallowed by a sea of women.
This autumn, outside Jinling City, a bustling harvest scene unfolded.
Besides the farmers tilling the fields, large numbers of laborers were also busy in the fields, helping the people harvest their crops.
They were mostly ordinary farmers who were conscripted into the army by the new emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Besides training, they often helped the people with farming. Now, they had harvested enough grain and only needed a short rest before launching a northern expedition. With the emperor's personal command and the Grand Chancellor's magical abilities, they would defeat the Northern Zhao rebels in one fell swoop and avenge the humiliation of the Northern Zhao rebels breaching the capital and capturing the retired emperor!
At this moment, the young ruler stood on the city wall, watching the busy harvest scene outside. His deep eyes gleamed with wisdom. His fingers gently stroked the ancient city wall that had witnessed many bloody battles, and he murmured the famous line that was later written into fantasy novels:
"The wheels of history begin to turn..."
Below the city wall, in the golden wheat fields, the people and soldiers who were happily harvesting looked up in awe at the young king standing on the city wall. They felt that his temperament was so profound and solemn, and against the fiery red sun above his head, he appeared so majestic and unfathomable.
Li Xiaomin silently observed their adoring gazes, a faint smile playing on his lips, but inwardly he was ecstatic. He shouted, "The aura of a king! I finally possess the aura of a king! Look at the awe in the eyes of those livestock; they must be moved by this aura of a king to look at me with such reverence!"
The people in the golden wheat fields, however, did not understand the meaning of the aura of a king. They simply looked at the majestic figure of the Tang emperor with awe, vaguely sensing that this young and promising emperor would lead them, and guide the entire Tang Dynasty, towards a glorious future.
(Epilogue) The Tang capital, Jinling, under the court's policy of encouraging commerce and industry, had undergone years of recuperation and gradually regained its former bustle, becoming many times more prosperous than before, and gradually possessing the characteristics of an imperial capital. Correspondingly
, the Tang army, after several years of campaigns in the west, under the powerful magical abilities of the Tang emperor and Li Xiaomin, had defeated the armies of several countries, unifying the world and making the territories of those countries all part of the Tang Dynasty's domain. The Tang Dynasty's territory stretched to the far north, to the bitterly cold lands. Even the wild men of the northern frontier dared not show the slightest disrespect upon hearing the name of Emperor Li Shimin.
The only regret was that after the Tang army annihilated the Northern Zhao, they were unable to welcome back the retired emperor who had been captured by the Northern Zhao. The retired emperor, already frail and sickly, had lived in hardship outside Bianliang for a long time, leaving behind many heart-wrenching poems and popular novels. He finally passed away, never witnessing the fierce battle when the Tang army captured Bianliang.
The civil and military officials and members of the Tang imperial family captured by the Northern Zhao were not required to return to their hometowns by the new emperor. They were all appointed as local officials in the former Northern Zhao regions, using these former powerful figures of the Tang to govern the newly conquered areas and prevent any unrest.
The original crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhao, the elder brother of the new emperor Li Shimin, was also enfeoffed as the Prince of Bianliang by the Tang emperor, allowing him to settle in Bianliang and focus on his writings. Years later, this former crown prince finally achieved fame, writing countless inspiring novels and becoming a renowned literary figure. Although he never ascended the throne, his name is etched in history.
Besides the directly controlled territories, the Tang Dynasty had dozens of vassal states, all willing to respectfully acknowledge Emperor Li Min as their lord, revering him as "Heavenly Khan." The name of Emperor Li Min spread far and wide, making him the most famous figure in the land.
Li Min sat high in the Qianqing Palace, a smile on his face as he watched dozens of beautiful young women dance and sing. In his arms were two exquisitely beautiful women, the former Empress Hua Rui of the Shu Kingdom and Empress Chen Lihua of the Shu Kingdom.
After eliminating numerous enemy states, Li Min had become the highest-ranking official in the land. The fate of those conquered states was entirely at his disposal; offering up his former empresses to please the new emperor was a matter of necessity.
Holding the slender waists of the beauties, Li Xiaomin reached up and grasped the breasts of his two former empresses, kneading them through their luxurious silk robes. He smiled and kissed their cheeks, feeling utterly delighted.
These two beauties were indeed exquisitely beautiful, living up to their long-standing reputations. The last emperor of the Chen Kingdom, Chen Houzhu, had neglected state affairs for his empress, Chen Lihua, and was long criticized. Now, with the kingdom destroyed and his family ruined, even his empress could not be saved; she had been captured by Dong Xianghu, the commander of the Tang Dynasty's western expedition against Chen, and presented to Emperor Li Xiaomin of the Tang Dynasty.
Upon seeing this beauty, Li Xiaomin was immediately captivated. Seeing Chen Lihua's exquisite charm, he was indeed a peerless beauty. He immediately accepted her, and lavishly rewarded Dong Xianghu, praising his noble character in presenting such a beauty to his superior.
The other beauty in his cup was Empress Huarui of the Western Shu Kingdom, also exceptionally beautiful and dignified. She was originally the most renowned beauty in the Western Shu Kingdom. Later, she was summoned to the palace by Meng Huang, the ruler of
Later Shu, and made empress, deeply loved by him. Meng Huang was arrogant and extravagant, building an extremely magnificent palace with furnishings beyond imagination. When Li Xiaomin, after conquering Northern Zhao and leading his army westward to defeat the Western Shu army, personally led his army into Chengdu, he saw Meng Huang urinating in a golden chamber pot. He was greatly indignant and smashed the chamber pot to pieces in front of Meng Huang, scolding him, "You even use gold for your chamber pot! How extravagant! If you use gold for urination, what will you use for eating?"
Lady Huarui, however, was virtuous and often advised Meng Huang to diligently govern the country and strengthen the army to protect it. Unfortunately, Meng Huang never listened, and only when the Southern Tang army was at the gates did he regret not heeding his wise wife's advice, but it was too late.
At that time, Li Xiaomin stood before the city walls, demanding that Meng Cheng surrender and offer up Lady Huarui, whose beauty was renowned throughout the land. Seeing the overwhelming strength of the Tang army, Meng Cheng had no choice but to raise the surrender flag and surrender with his 140,000 troops, thus saving his life and property.
Lady Huarui, however, upon hearing in the deep palace that the Later Shu ruler had surrendered the city and offered herself to the Tang emperor, was filled with shame and anger and nearly committed suicide. Fortunately, she was rescued by palace maids and handed over to Li Xiaomin. Li Xiaomin then favored her several times on her bed, secretly enjoying the pleasure. From then on, she followed Li Xiaomin's army back to Jinling and never mentioned suicide again.
Li Xiaomin held two beauties in his arms, while three women knelt before him. These were the three empresses of the Northern Zhao dynasty, representing the reigns of Zhao Ziye, Zhao Guang, and Zhao Jun. Originally sisters-in-law, they now knelt before Emperor Li Xiaomin of the Tang dynasty, serving him with their smooth, fragrant tongues and jade-like hands.
Li Xiaomin removed one hand from Chen Lihua's waist and placed it on the head of the middle beauty, inwardly sighing, "You're truly lucky. Although Zhao Hai killed Zhao Guang's entire family, he spared you for his pleasure because of your beauty. Now you belong to me. Even though you are the empress of an enemy state, I will treat you equally and will not mistreat you."
Chen Lihua giggled, raised her cup to invite Li Xiaomin to drink, and poured fine grape wine into his mouth. Li Xiaomin drank the fine wine in large gulps, his mind intoxicated, before embracing the world-renowned beauty and bringing his lips to her cherry lips, kissing her deeply until Chen Lihua's delicate body went limp and she was panting heavily.
The hall doors suddenly opened, and a beautiful woman entered with more than ten palace maids. She glanced coldly at Li Xiaomin and said indifferently, "Your Highness, why are you drinking and making merry here instead of attending court?"
Upon seeing this woman enter, several empresses hurriedly knelt and bowed, saying sweetly, "This humble servant greets the Empress Dowager!"
Li Xiaomin looked up and saw Empress Zhou, and couldn't help but smile. He didn't stand up to bow to the Empress Dowager, but instead raised his cup to her from afar and said with a smile, "I've been away on campaign for a long time. Aren't you enough to handle the affairs of state? Your Majesty, come over here, I have something to say to you." Empress
Zhou snorted coldly, her face calm. She moved gracefully and slowly walked to Li Xiaomin's side, but he stood up and hugged her tightly, pressing her down to sit on his lap. He buried his face in her chest, sniffing and biting her, his hands reaching inside her clothes to caress her smooth skin. Through the silk, he gently bit her breasts and smiled, "Your Majesty, your figure is still so alluring, you've stolen my soul!" Empress Zhou
twisted her sexy body and moaned softly, "How dare you! You little eunuch, how dare you be so disrespectful to me..."
Li Xiaomin chuckled, exchanging jokes and banter with her. He then swept Empress Zhou up in his arms and turned to walk behind the curtain of the main hall, saying as he turned back, "You lot, don't just stand there! Come and serve me as I rest!"
The seven empresses, who had just been brought back to Jinling by Li Xiaomin, were stunned to see the Empress Dowager and the Emperor of Tang behaving so intimately. Then a beautiful woman approached, looking at them disdainfully, and lightly scolded, "Didn't you hear what the Emperor said? Hurry up and go serve him!"
The seven empresses snapped out of their daze, hurriedly agreed, and followed the woman behind the curtain.
Crown Princess Wei walked slowly forward, sighing inwardly, "It's a pity my former husband didn't become emperor, otherwise I would be empress now! But if I had truly become empress of the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid I would be in the palace of Bianliang City, being violated by the emperor of Northern Zhao."
She shook her head, deciding not to think about it anymore. Leading the seven empresses of fallen kingdoms, she walked behind the curtain and saw a huge bed. Li Xiaomin had already stripped Empress Zhou naked, pressed her onto the bed, and was making love to her wantonly. While pressing Empress Zhou down, he looked up and laughed, "What are you still looking at? Quickly take off your clothes and come up to serve me!"
The seven empresses of fallen kingdoms were surprised, but they dared not disobey the decree of the Tang emperor. They could only endure the shame and humiliation, take off their gorgeous robes, and one by one, undress and climb onto the bed to receive Li Xiaomin's favor.
Li Xiaomin, holding down several beautiful women, was having a great time, until all seven empresses of the fallen kingdoms were covered in sweat, trembling and moaning. He was still full of vigor and continued to fuck the empresses relentlessly.
Just as he was vigorously pleasuring the snow-white body of the Khitan Empress Xiao, a beautiful woman from another ethnic group, footsteps came from the bedside. A slender hand reached out and pinched Li Xiaomin's ear. He heard Consort Qin's sweet voice and smile, "Xiaomin, you're up to your old tricks again! I was practicing battle formations on the training ground, why did you send someone to invite me here?"
Li Xiaomin rolled off Empress Xiao and hugged Tai Guiji tightly, laughing, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! I invited you here today to entertain several beautiful empresses who have come from afar, so that you and your sisters can get to know each other better!" Qin
Guiji, dressed in military uniform, still had that heroic and beautiful appearance. Holding Li Xiaomin in his arms, her face flushed slightly, she spat lightly, "You little monkey, you're up to your mischief again!" But she couldn't resist Li Xiaomin's strength and was pushed down onto the bed, stripped naked, and began to have sex with him vigorously.
Li Xiaomin indulged in unrestrained pleasure with ten beautiful women until these ten empresses and future empresses were utterly exhausted, their souls seemingly lost in ecstasy. Only then did Li Xiaomin feel satisfied. He rose from the large bed, pulled up the limp body of the Jin Kingdom's empress, and made her kneel at his feet to clean and lick him. Gazing at the bed full of snow-white, sexy beauties, he closed his eyes and pondered his experiences over the years. A deep sense of emotion flowed slowly through his heart.
Raising his head, he looked out the window at the brilliant stars in the dark night sky. A warm smile appeared on Li Xiaomin's lips as he murmured to himself, "My lifelong ambition is nearing completion! The origin of my legendary life lies entirely in my love for fantasy novels. Fantasy novel readers throughout the world should take me as their role model and study diligently every day. As long as one can immerse oneself wholeheartedly in them, one day, one can also enter the world of one's dreams and achieve a legendary feat!"
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