[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 33

On her mission to Qing Kingdom,

Han Xue bit her lower lip tightly, her rapid, soft moans escaping from her lips and nose with the pleasure coursing through her body. Her cheeks were flushed, her breasts bouncing wildly with each thrust of Han Zhan, her eyes sparkling like spring water, radiating boundless allure. Her autumn eyes, filled with a seductive tenderness, entwined with Han Zhan's cold eyes, which were filled with anger and lust. Watching the anger in his eyes dissipate in the allure she displayed, leaving only a brighter, crimson desire, Han Xue smirked triumphantly. She reached out and hooked her jade-like arms around his neck, then twisted her shapely hips to meet his thick, throbbing, and ferocious hot iron.

"Mmm... Ah... Ah..." Her little hole was numb and itchy from the thick, hot iron thrusting into it. Two large testicles slapped heavily against her inner thighs and buttocks with each sway of her body. The coarse, dark hair rubbed against her vulva with each of Han Zhan's fierce thrusts, waves of pleasure surging through her brain, making Han Xue's expression increasingly seductive.

Han Zhan, panting heavily, watched the pleasurable, seductive look on Han Xue's face, watching her increasingly full, snow-white breasts bounce up and down before him with each powerful thrust, creating waves that drove him even more insane. Feeling Han Xue's tightly warm, throbbing little hole slowly tightening around him, Han Zhan almost ejaculated from the gripping layers of her flesh.

"Are you coming?" Han Zhan asked in a low, husky voice close to her ear, his heavy breaths hitting the back of Han Xue's ear, making her shrink back sensitively.

"Mmm..." Han Xue felt incredibly good being penetrated, shaking her head, too weak to answer Han Zhan's words. She simply pressed her trembling body against his chest, silently asking for more.

"I...I'm coming too, wait for me..." she gasped, followed by a series of rapid slapping sounds, mingling with the woman's soft moans and the man's low growl. Han Zhan thrust in forcefully, pressing her beautiful buttocks, already marked with red welts from his kneading, heavily against his penis. His body trembled violently, his shaft throbbing as he ejaculated the pent-up semen deep into her flower.

Han Xue nestled in Han Zhan's arms, adjusting her rapid breathing, savoring the afterglow of pleasure. Unconsciously savoring the memory of their passionate lovemaking, she was surprised to find it exceptionally pleasurable and enjoyable. Moreover, she felt no fatigue after making love with Han Zhan; in fact, she was surprisingly energetic. Her eyes darted around, and she realized the key point. "Have you been keeping this from me, feeding me drugs all this time?" Her soft voice still carried the low huskiness and slight tremor of their first encounter.

"Yes, I got the medicine from Han Qi. Are you feeling better?" Han Zhan answered without hesitation; he hadn't intended to hide it from her anyway. Because of their physical limitations, even after one or two encounters, she would need to sleep and recuperate for most of the time, all due to her delicate constitution. Now, after using the medicine for over half a year, seeing how energetic she was to chat with him despite his earlier frenzied demands, she knew the medicine was working. "Were you feeling better just now? Hanqi said that if you use this medicine for a long time, not only will your body feel better, but it will also become more sensitive."

Hanxue gave a reproachful snort and bit Hanzhan's shoulder. "So you've been harboring ill intentions towards me all along? You wanted to turn me into a wanton woman?"

Hanzhan grinned wickedly. "If it really works, that would be great. I wish I could be connected with you like this all the time!" Seeing Hanxue glaring at him, he chuckled and replied seriously, "That was originally medicine to nourish your body. You're weak. You slept for a whole day and night on your first night. I was just afraid you wouldn't be able to handle it." Hanzhan didn't even flinch at Hanxue's biting and nibbling on his shoulder. He simply put Hanxue back on the octagonal table. He turned his head and kissed her on the cheek before saying with some regret, "If I hadn't known you were definitely going to Qing Palace tonight, I would have dragged you back to your room and made you do it seven or eight times."

Han Xue blushed at his words and pushed him away, "All you do all day is that kind of thing, aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion?"

Han Zhan took two steps back with the force of Han Xue's push, and with a "pop," the iron rod that had softened a bit inside Han Xue's vagina was pulled out. The softened, thick flesh was covered with wetness and specks of white fluid, and Han Xue's vaginal opening, no longer blocked by the rod, let the fluid and white fluid gush out from her vagina.

Han Zhan stared at the small hole slowly oozing white fluid, his heart churning again, but he said, "I've always held back before, afraid your body couldn't take it, except for that day on horseback..." Recalling that day on horseback, when he thrust hard into Xue'er's little hole, that intoxicatingly beautiful feeling made Han Zhan's eyes burn with lust again, and his half-soft penis slowly hardened again.

Han Xue's heart fluttered under Han Zhan's gaze, and seeing that the thick thing was erect again, she quickly squeezed her legs together and scolded in a coquettish voice, "Aren't you going to clean yourself up? What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful you can't hold back again in a moment."

"I can't hold back anymore." Seeing Han Xue's posture, he knew that if he wanted to do it again in a while, this girl would definitely not agree. Han Zhan shook his head with a wry smile, took a handkerchief and hastily wiped his little brother clean, then pulled up his pants and put them on. He then spread Han Xue's legs and began to wipe her.

Han Xue, fearing Han Zhan would become aroused again if he watched, hurriedly covered his eyes with her hands before she could stop him. "I can do it myself, what if you..."

Before she could finish, Han Zhan chuckled, "Don't you know that when people cover their eyes, their senses are more acute? Be careful, or I'll make you faint in bed tonight."

This threat was extremely serious, frightening Han Xue into hiding her hands behind her back, afraid that Han Zhan would transform into a wolf at any moment.

He used acupressure to force out the seed inside Han Xue's body. Hearing Han Xue's seductive moans, Han Zhan only glanced at her with a half-smile, causing Han Xue to quickly cover her mouth, afraid that even the slightest sound would arouse Han Zhan's desire.

After carefully cleaning Han Xue up, Han Zhan held the handkerchief stained with their bodily fluids in his palm. In the blink of an eye, wisps of smoke rose from it. A moment later, when Han Zhan released his handkerchief, only specks of black ash remained on his palm.

Han Xue stared wide-eyed at Han Zhan's actions. This guy's skill wasn't something he used like this. No wonder she could never find any "evidence" after they finished, always worrying that she hadn't cleaned things up properly and someone would catch them. She wondered if this guy always used this method to "destroy the evidence" of their lovemaking.

After cleaning up, Han Zhan looked up and saw Han Xue staring straight at him. He couldn't help but chuckle and tap her pretty nose. "Why are you staring at me like that? Aren't you afraid I'll just carry you back to your room?"

"Hmph, you always use this to threaten me," Han Xue twisted his waist with her small hands. "Tell me quickly, what's going on in Qing Kingdom? You must have figured it out a long time ago. Tell me, tell me quickly."

Looking

at Han Xue's coquettish and playful demeanor, it was as if they had returned to their childhood, causing ripples to spread across Han Zhan's heart like a stone falling into a still lake. He pulled the little girl in front of him into his arms and smiled, "You little rascal, if you keep behaving yourself, I might not say anything."

Han Xue immediately quieted down upon hearing this.

Han Zhan shook his head with a smile, helplessly pulling her to sit down on a chair. He then held Han Xue on his lap before explaining, "Our spies couldn't get into the Qing Palace before. I paid special attention and noticed that for the three generations before Prince Qing, there were many male descendants, but very few female descendants. It's not that no girls were born in the palace, but many female infants died young. Princesses of Qing rarely lived past twelve. Therefore, there were rumors that the Qing royal family was cursed, and the girls born did not live long. Our spies had contact with a knowledgeable midwife in the Qing Palace. According to her, since Hua Qianjun took the throne, hundreds of female infants have been born in the Qing Palace, and the five princes have 14 offspring, nine of whom are girls. But strangely, no one outside knows about this. Apart from the female infants who died young, no one has even heard of the male offspring of the princes. This is quite puzzling."

"So many children? Hua Qianjun has only been in power for nearly thirty years, how could he have so many children? Where did all these children go?" Han Xue was dumbfounded. Was Qingguo trying to increase its population to serve the country? But she had never heard of him having so many children. Could it be... "that they all died in the palace intrigues?" The infighting in the harem was like a bloodless battlefield, and it was normal for children without the ability to protect themselves to be killed.

Han Zhan shook his head and reminded her, "Have you forgotten what Bao Qing saw? Think again about how Bao Qing reported it."

Han Xue tilted her head, frowned, and tried hard to recall Bao Qing's words: the incestuous relationship between father and daughter in the Qing Palace and the incestuous relationship between brother and sister did indeed happen. Tonight, they seemed to have a family banquet, which also seemed to be about doing those lewd things.

Han Xue's eyes widened suddenly, and she gasped in disbelief: "Could it be?"

"Your parents have always been harmonious since you were young, and in the Biluo Palace, you've never heard of such sordid things among the royal family. That's why you subconsciously always avoided this clue. Otherwise, with your clever nature, how could you not have thought of this?" Han Zhan affectionately stroked Han Xue's long hair. "If everyone in the Qing Kingdom's royal family has such perverse hobbies, given the physiques of Prince Qing and his princes, even ordinary adult women, especially those with weaker constitutions, might die. If they didn't know how to restrain themselves, how could those who hadn't even fully developed not die?"

"Hundreds of baby girls, hundreds of baby girls, these are all their own bloodlines..." Han Xue couldn't continue. It felt as if a stone was stuck in her throat, a heavy discomfort, and even her chest felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on it, making it hard for her to breathe.

Han Zhan silently patted her back and continued, "As for the men, I can't figure it out either. I've instructed my spies to keep a close watch, and I believe there will be results in time."

Still feeling distressed, Han Xue tried to compose herself and said to Han Zhan with a worried expression, "You heard what the stewards reported today. The movement of so much grain and salt must mean they're planning something. My original plan was to sow discord among the princes, hoping to win them over if possible, and eliminate those who couldn't. But it seems that's not going to be easy now."

"It's too early to draw conclusions. Let's go see for ourselves tonight. We need to see for ourselves before deciding on our next move."

Seeing the ruthlessness flash in Han Zhan's eyes, Han Xue opened her mouth but couldn't speak, her eyes filled with resentment and dejection.

Seeing her like this, Han Zhan understood and couldn't help but chuckle, teasing her, "Why are you like this? Don't you want to go?"

It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't. She understood the priorities. The Qing Palace was already more heavily guarded than the harems of other countries, with guards every three steps and sentries every five. With such tight security, it was not easy to sneak in. Moreover, if Prince Qing really wanted to do such dirty things, he would have to do it in a secret room or somewhere else. With such tight security, it wouldn't be too difficult for Han Zhan to sneak in, but if she were to bring her along, it would be even more difficult. She was already resentful, and now Han Zhan was nagging her, making Han Xue glare at him fiercely. "Knowing that I'm resentful, why are you adding to my frustration?!"

Han Zhan chuckled and poked Han Xue's puffed-up cheek with his finger. "Silly girl, think about what Bao Qing's first words were?"

"What did he say? He just said: 'After entering the warm room behind the Imperial Council Hall, all the guards around have disappeared... Ah—'" Han Xue suddenly screamed, her eyes wide as she grabbed Han Zhan's shirt with both hands, her eyes sparkling with surprise. "You mean, you mean—"

"Finally figured it out? Silly girl!" Han Zhan chuckled and tapped her delicate nose.

Although she was extremely excited, Hanxue was still a little worried. "What if things don't go as we think? What if they went into the secret room or something? And the defenses outside are so tight?"

"If things really don't work out, we can just go back home. As long as we don't alert them, we'll always have a chance to find out. It's not a big deal."

Hanxue thought about it and agreed. She smiled and put her arms around Hanzhan's neck, pressing her forehead against his and saying sweetly, "Hanzhan, you're so good to me."

"Is this a temptation?!" Han Zhan's eyes softened, and he gently kissed the corner of her lips, teasing, "You, I'm only good when I do what you want."

Han Xue ignored his teasing, smilingly jumping off Han Zhan's lap and running towards the gate, saying as she ran, "It's getting late, let's hurry and get the food ready, then we'll set off."

A flurry of activity ensued as maids and servants brought in the food. Han Xue eagerly shoveled food into her mouth, urging Han Zhan to eat quickly, while Han Zhan simply smiled faintly and remained silent.

By the time the two finished their meal, it was completely dark. Dressed in black, they both exclaimed in relief at the darkness outside. Under the moonless night, apart from the faint candlelight shining from the houses, it was pitch black.

"A dark and windy night is the perfect time for petty theft," Han Xue said with a mischievous smile. Han Zhan chuckled and pulled her closer, disappearing into the night like a gust of wind.

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Without seeing it with her own eyes, she truly didn't know the defenses of Qing Palace were this tight. Han Xue could only cling tightly to Han Zhan's body, not daring to move an inch, and trying to keep her breathing as low as possible. Han Zhan's expression was also somewhat grim, showing that the strictness of Qing Palace's defenses was beyond his expectations, and he couldn't help but become more vigilant.

Avoiding the guards' attention, Han Zhan nimbly leaped onto the roof of a palace. The two hid in the shadows of the eaves, quietly observing the surrounding defenses and the layout of the palace.

The densely packed guards and patrolling imperial guards made Han Xue's scalp tingle, and she became even more cautious.

Han Zhan gently nudged Han Xue's shoulder, gesturing for her to look into the distance. On another mountain, separated by a hill, a palace was brightly lit, but the usual guards were nowhere to be seen on the steps leading to it. "

That's it?!" Han Xue's eyes lit up with surprise as she exchanged a glance with Han Zhan. The two then transformed into shadows and stealthily made their way towards the distant hilltop.

Reaching

the foot of the target palace, Han Xue and Han Zhan were nearly horrified by the layers upon layers of imperial guards at the base. This was truly alarming; the mountain steps and summit were brightly lit, making it easy to see whether anyone was climbing from the foot of the mountain, making it impossible to infiltrate. Han Zhan carefully avoided the hidden guards and the imperial guards at the foot of the mountain, carrying Han Xue as they circled the base, hiding in various corners of the palace, trying to find a way in.

As time ticked by without any progress, the two grew increasingly anxious. Just then, a series of rhythmic bell sounds came from behind their hiding place. Han Xue and her companion exchanged a glance and turned in perfect unison to look towards the source of the sound. They saw a group of people cloaked in black capes and wearing bells on their ankles emerge from the distant palace wall. Judging from their varying heights, the youngest was only five or six years old, while the oldest was likely an adult. None of the cloaked figures wore shoes, and with each step, glimpses of their pale ankles appeared beneath their black cloaks.

It was hard to say whether the people of Qing Palace were incredibly unlucky, or if Han Xue and her companion were simply struck by good fortune, that such a coincidence had befallen them. Han Xue had assumed the group of cloaked figures would head towards the mountaintop, and she was considering whether to knock out two of them so they could sneak in. However, the group stopped in front of a tall artificial hill not far from where they were hiding. The tall, cloaked figure at the head of the group pressed something against a corner of the artificial hill, causing a large indentation to appear, revealing a passage with a faint glow.

Watching the group confidently walk into the passage, Han Xue anxiously tugged at Han Zhan's sleeve, winking and gesturing for him to knock out two of the men so they could slip in in their place. Otherwise, once the passage closed, they wouldn't be able to follow. She had just witnessed the man inserting something into a mechanism to open the passage; once these people went in and the passage closed, without that mechanism, the two of them would be stuck there, helpless.

Han Zhan held down Han Xue's hand, which was about to rip his clothes off, and shook his head at her. This girl was thinking too simply. Regardless of the identities of these people, judging from their actions, it was highly likely that they all knew each other. Although this passage was very likely to lead to the top of the mountain, no one knew the specific situation inside. If they really knocked out two people and sneaked in, and they took off their cloaks as soon as they got inside, they would be immediately discovered. Not only would they alert the enemy, but they would also be very likely to be captured.

Watching the last person in a black cloak enter the passage, and seeing no movement from Han Zhan, and the light in the passage growing dimmer with the fading sound of the bell, Han Xue buried her face in Han Zhan's arms in disappointment. Unexpectedly, at that moment, Han Zhan moved with lightning speed, carrying her, and slipped into the passage just before the hidden door closed.

Hearing the hidden door slam shut behind them with a "!", Han Xue's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Excitedly, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Han Zhan on the chin (but due to the height difference, she couldn't reach his lips). This amused and exasperated Han Zhan, who shook his head and whispered a scolding in her ear, "Naughty!"

Once the group had gone far away, Han Zhan carried Han Xue and followed like a ghost, lagging far behind the group.

The passage descended a slope of about three or four hundred steps before becoming a flat, slab path. After walking for about fifteen minutes, it began to slope upwards again. Following this path, Han Xue and Han Zhan became even more certain that it led directly to the palace at the mountaintop. However, the further they went, the more astonished they became by the extraordinary construction of Qing Palace. Judging from the construction marks on the stone walls along the steps, the secret passage was a combination of natural and man-made structures. It was highly likely that there were naturally formed passages or spaces within this mountain, as evidenced by the stalactites on the cave ceiling. This led them to wonder if it was possible that all the mountains surrounding Qing Palace contained such natural secret passages. If so… A

faint buzzing sound came from ahead, snapping Han Xue and Han Zhan out of their reverie. They had already climbed nearly a thousand steps up the slope, and the people ahead were still ascending, but the light emanating from the exit was already faintly visible. Han Zhan looked around and decided not to follow. He leaped up into a sloping cave above him, having just seen a faint light emanating from it, guessing that this cave was also likely leading to the place ahead. Still relying on their hands? How can it be so pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real body famous instrument highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter

"Children, today is the monthly joyous banquet of our clan, and also the day when our clan's lustful women meet everyone. Now, all clan members under the age of twelve should enter the sacred pool for baptism and body training. All clan members over the age of twelve, please enter the joyous pool and enjoy yourself with the clan members."

Prince Qing?! From this voice alone, Han Zhan and Han Xue recognized that the speaker was Prince Qing Hua Qianjun. Before they had found the exit, the two hurriedly moved towards the light. From the echo, they were convinced that the exit of this cave should be connected to a larger space. They did not expect Prince Qing to be so cunning, using the palace above as cover while hiding inside this mountain. Fortunately, the two of them were stopped outside by the guards at the foot of the mountain today. If Han Zhan had come alone today, he might have been turned into a hornet's nest if he had really entered that palace.

Just as Han Xue and her companion had predicted, the cave they entered did indeed have the same exit as the group's, except that the group's exit was below, while theirs was above their heads. From their current position, they could see the entire massive cavern. The stalactites hanging overhead indicated that this enormous cavern, comparable to a royal court, was entirely naturally formed. At one side of the cavern's base stood a platform about the height of a person, upon which sat a long couch entwined with a golden dragon, signifying the cavern's owner. The two enormous pools in the center of the cave, surrounded by luminous pearls and with white jade bottoms, were simply breathtakingly luxurious.

However, when the two saw what lay below, they froze completely, as if struck by lightning. What they witnessed was so shocking that they were utterly dumbfounded, their mouths agape, wide enough for a duck egg to pass through.

The ground was covered in a blanket of white, naked human flesh (in short, people without clothes), orderly divided into two lines, each entering one of the two enormous pools. There were men and women, boys and girls, the youngest appearing to be only four or five years old, the oldest being Hua Qianjun, who stood before the golden dragon throne. But this wasn't the most astonishing part. The most astonishing thing was that those entering the pools were arranged with women in front and men behind, regardless of age or gender; those behind were embracing those in front, touching and rubbing against them.

Once everyone was in the pools, although they were all embracing and hugging, they were all staring intently at the equally naked Hua Qianjun and Hua Xianyao beside him. It was like an opening ceremony. Hua Qianjun placed his hands on Hua Xianyao's waist, lifting her petite body in front of him. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, his skillful tongue kissing her until she moaned softly. Her limbs clung to Hua Qianjun like an octopus, her small yet fleshy buttocks swaying like a snake against his waist. The sight drew soft laughter from the crowd in the pool.

The scene was truly spectacular, incredibly lewd! Han

Zhan,

having just come to his senses, hastily covered Han Xue's eyes and pulled her down, gritting his teeth as he whispered angrily in her ear, "You seem quite engrossed in what you've just witnessed."

Han Xue was somewhat startled by the spectacular scene before, but seeing Han Zhan's furious jealousy, she finally came to her senses, pulled his hand away from her eyes, and laughed, "What are you jealous of? They're just a bunch of naked perverts. If I were to be engrossed, I'd only be fascinated by this rascal."

Han Zhan snorted coldly, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Seeing that, Han Xue couldn't help but glare at him reproachfully, grabbing Han Zhan's stiff face and pulling his cheeks apart. "You're facing me, and you still have that stiff, deadpan look on your face. I'm a petite woman, only fortunate enough to have one husband to serve me. Any more than that would be a disaster."

"It's filthy down there, let's not look, shall we?" Han Zhan was still unhappy. No one likes their wife staring at other men, especially since everyone down there was naked.

"Why not look? I've never seen anything like this before. Putting aside whether we can get any useful information, if we can find out what methods Hua Qianjun used to control all these women, then today won't have been a wasted trip." Saying this, she pulled the reluctant Han Zhan into the shadows to look down.

The two pools below were pink and pale green, respectively. The pink pool was filled with young boys and girls, while the pale green pool held adults. Although both pools were colored, the water was clear, allowing the two men and women on higher ground a clear view.

Han Xue nudged Han Zhan, gesturing for him to look at the children in the pink pool. Their tender, immature bodies were touching each other like adults, some even directly touching their genitals and writhing in the water.

"That pool must have been laced with potent drugs. These children are probably raised for the pleasure of Prince Qing and his sons," Han Zhan explained, his face still grim, his brow furrowed.

"The Hua Qian Army calls these people their clansmen? Could they all be Prince Qing's descendants?" Han Xue gasped, noting there were at least three or four hundred people below.

"Look at that pond over there. The one next to Hua Shitong, I saw him when we entered the city. He seems to be of high rank. The ones next to Hua Shizheng are the military officers standing in the main hall. The two older ones in front of Hua Shizhao are the second and third civil officials." Han Zhan pointed out the people he remembered to Han Xue one by one. At this time, the crowd below was noisy, and the two were talking in hushed tones, not afraid that the people below would hear them.

A look of shock flashed in Han Xue's eyes. She turned to look at Han Zhan and said, "If these people are all of the bloodline of Prince Qing, then aren't most of the civil and military officials in the Qing Kingdom his own people?"

"Like father, like son. If that's really the case, I'm afraid your plan to sow discord will be difficult to achieve. You can only try your best to win over the Qing Kingdom."

Han Xue nodded slightly and turned back to continue looking down.

At this moment, Hua Qianjun was fiercely kissing Hua Xianyao, his daughter who had grown up drinking his semen since she was a child. Although he had fucked her countless times, in front of all the clansmen, this was the first time a young woman had been married. The thought of having sex with his daughter while so many people watched made his penis instantly erect and proud. Its thick size made all the women in the pool who had already had sex swallow hard, while the men were filled with envy and jealousy.

Hua Qianjun's mouth remained locked on Hua Xianyao's small lips as he lowered his muscular body, moving Hua Xianyao's legs, which were wrapped around his waist, down to press against his erect penis.

Hua Xianyao, thanks to his years of training, was already soaking wet with juices; the moment her penis touched his shaft, the fluids slowly trickled down its length. The ticklish sensation, like insects crawling on it, sent a shiver down Hua Qianjun's spine. He let out a muffled roar, released Hua Xianyao's mouth, and with his strong arms, he lifted her waist and hips like a chick, bringing her to his penis. He then thrust his thick shaft forcefully into her drooling little hole.

"Ah..." Accompanied by Hua Xianyao's innocent scream, the entire audience erupted in deafening cheers and applause.

Hua Qianjun glanced over all the men and women in the pool and laughed triumphantly, "Boys, see this? This is my daughter, nurtured with my own semen. This hole is top-notch. I fuck her ten or more times a day, and it's still incredibly tight. It feels amazing. Aren't you drooling?" "

Drooling!" A deafening roar echoed in the cave. All the men in the pool turned red-faced, their eyes gleaming with lust as they stared intently at the point of union between the two on the platform. Some of the less endurance-driven men had already grabbed the women beside them and started kneading and squeezing their breasts, while others reached into the women's bodies, making the women scream in pain.

“Good, these are the sons of my royal family,” Hua Qianjun’s eyes flashed with a fierce light. While gripping Hua Xianyao’s waist, he thrust his hips forward with great force, and looked at his sons, saying, “See this little sister of yours? I nurtured her with my own semen. At eight years old, she could already swallow my big cock. I fuck her ten or more times a day, and her cunt is still very tight. This is the ‘desire girl’ mentioned in our clan’s ancestral records.” He waved his hand and pointed to the boys and girls in another pool beside him, saying, “Our clan’s great event is imminent. The future of our Hua clan depends on you to win on the battlefield. I promise you here that whoever makes a contribution on the battlefield will be allowed to freely choose their favorite younger brother or sister.” "Or you can train your children yourselves; they can enjoy themselves exclusively until they are twelve years old."

Because Hua Qianjun stood on a platform about the height of a person, from the perspective of the people in the pool, they could clearly see the scene of Hua Qianjun's thick penis thrusting in and out of Hua Xianyao's small flesh hole. They could see that the thick weapon was firmly embedded in Hua Xianyao's crotch, her pink vulva completely invaded by the penis, and her two small petals were pitifully stretched straight and wrapped around the penis. Every time Hua Qianjun thrust in, it was pushed into the hole, and when he pulled out, it was pulled out again, covered with the lustful fluid flowing from the hole, as if it would be torn apart at any time. The men who saw this were even more aroused, and their penises were erect. The women's breasts were erect, and their holes were itchy. The lustful fluid in their holes kept gushing out and flowing into the pool water. Some of the particularly flirtatious ones had already wrapped their long legs around the waists of the men next to them, twisting their waists and rubbing against them.

Upon hearing Prince Qing's promise, everyone's wolfish eyes turned to the pool beside them. The innocent little faces, as if injected with chicken blood, roared, "Thank you for your grace, Father!"

The Hua brothers, Hua Shilan and Hua Shitong, stared with bloodshot eyes at Hua Xianyao, who was screaming as Hua Qianjun fucked her. Their huge penises were already erect and ready to pounce. Hua Xianfei, standing next to them, was also teasing them with unrestrained lust, but he was completely ignored by the two brothers. They were staring at the small vulva being ravaged by the thick penis. Recalling that morning, the girl had also been fucked by them in the same way. The ecstasy of that little hole was indeed unparalleled, making one want to fuck again and again, unable to stop.

The eleventh mission to the Qing Kingdom

was based on the Hua family's rules: all children in the clan, before the age of twelve, were only the clan leader's playthings; only after twelve did they have the right to freely choose their playmates. Girls who survived to twelve could be ravaged by any of the clan's men. It was common for four or five brothers like Hua Xianfei and Hua Xianyu to take turns. After years of training by their father, they were already devoid of desire; if they went a day without a man's touch, they probably couldn't survive.

They hadn't known the difference until this morning when they tasted that girl's pleasure. Now they understood why the Prince Qing was so fond of her. Although her body wasn't fully developed, her opening was incredibly alluring, making one wish to be constantly enveloped within it. Having just heard that the Prince Qing had sex with that girl dozens of times a day, they imagined how wonderful it would be if they could also envelop their manhood in that opening and manipulate it at any time. The mere thought of it made the brothers Hua Shitong and Hua Shilan burn with desire. Coupled with Hua Xianfei's constant tantalizing rubbing against them, the two brothers exchanged a knowing glance and sandwiched her between them like a sandwich filling.

Hua Xianfei, far from being surprised, was delighted. She wrapped her slender white arms around Hua Shitong's neck, while leaning back seductively into Hua Shilan's embrace, letting his large hands cup her ample breasts from behind, kneading them forcefully, deforming her two white mounds under his fingers.

"Mmm… brothers, fuck Fei'er together, ah… yesterday you two didn't come to Fei'er's palace, Fei'er missed you so much," Hua Xianfei said sweetly, raising her knee to rub against Hua Shitong's already erect penis.

"You slut, I heard you let your three brothers play with you all night yesterday. We even ran into them when we came out of Xiaoyu Palace. What? Didn't your three brothers satisfy you?" Hua Shitong scooped up one of her slender thighs from the water and held it in his hand, while his other hand reached towards her crotch.

"Your thing is getting bigger and bigger. Tell me, how many times did your brothers do it to you yesterday? Look at your hole, it's almost filled this cave." Hua Shitong teasingly poked and prodded in her valley with three fingers.

Hua Xianfei's face stiffened at Hua Shitong's sarcasm, but she was captivated by the pleasure emanating from the flower valley. Her lips still coquettishly seductively uttered, "Brother, you're so naughty. If it weren't for you brothers constantly drilling into that hole, would Fei'er's hole be any bigger?"

Hua Shilan chuckled, "With your wanton nature, if it weren't for all of us brothers working together, I'm afraid you wouldn't be satisfied."

"Brother, you're right. Every time, we brothers have made Fei'er feel pleasure from head to toe," Hua Shitong chimed in with a wicked grin. Hua Shilan

smiled evilly, pulling Hua Xianfei's nipples outwards as he said, "Look, in just a short while, our Fei'er can't take it anymore and wants to be fucked by us."

"Ah...good brother...I want...um..." At this moment, Hua Xianfei's breasts were being played with by Hua Shilan, and her lower orifice was being teased by Hua Shitong's fingers. The stimulation from both ends had already made her eyes hazy and her body weak, only hoping for deeper and more intense pleasure.

"This girl is getting more and more wanton, I'll fuck her to death." Hua Shitong's eyes were burning with lust. He looked up at Hua Xianyao, who was being fucked by Hua Qianjun on the stage, her juices flowing freely. He thought fiercely that one day he would pin that girl down and fuck her for days and nights. He couldn't openly touch her now, but this younger sister in front of him was also a beauty, so he would make do for now. Thinking this, he grabbed Hua Xianfei's legs and wrapped them around his waist, lifted his swollen, purplish-red penis and thrust it in forcefully.

"Ah...so deep..." Hua Xianyao was thrust into and arched back, panting softly.

"Is this what you call deep? Brother has another one that can go even deeper." Hua Shilan chuckled and pressed his own penis against Hua Xianfei's anus from behind, thrusting hard until his entire penis was buried inside.

"Ah...too tight...it's going to tear...it's going to tear..." Hua Xianfei cried out in ecstasy.

"So eager to be fucked to pieces by your brothers?" Hua Shilan chuckled, pinching and playing with her breasts.

"Since Fei'er is so eager to be fucked to pieces, then we can't let our little sister down today. Let's do something special." Hua Shitong grinned maliciously, his hips thrusting rapidly.

"Ah..." Hua Xianfei was jolted back

by the impact, the penis inserted behind her going even deeper, making her scream with excitement. "Shitong, you're so unfair! You didn't even give me a heads-up before starting. I almost broke my brother's dick." Hua Shilan complained as he thrust forcefully back and forth.

For a moment, the two of them seemed to be in a competition, going back and forth, fucking fiercely, thrusting in and out together hundreds of times, until Hua Xianfei couldn't close her mouth, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Just as Hua Shitong was about to reach his climax, his body was suddenly embraced, and a pair of large hands were kneading his bare buttocks. "Shitong's ass is getting more and more delicious, let your brother have a good look at it too."

This person was the same man Han Zhan had mentioned, the one he had seen when entering the city gate. This man was also a descendant of Prince Qing, two years older than Hua Shitong, but due to Prince Qing's plan, he had been raised incestuous hiding among the common people. Although he was raised among the common people, he had grown up in the palace from childhood to the age of twelve, and had never missed this monthly incestuous feast, so he knew the fun in it very well.

Without saying a word, he placed his already erect penis against Hua Shitong's anus and forcefully thrust it in.

"Ah..." Hua Shitong was about to climax, but this interruption left him feeling incredibly uncomfortable, unable to fully release his energy. He angrily cursed, "Can't you wait until I'm done before you do it? This indecisiveness is driving me crazy!"

The man was also annoyed, chuckling twice, "Want to enjoy yourself? No problem, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself from both ends." With that, he began to thrust violently, and in an instant, as he penetrated Hua Shitong, he also pushed Hua Shitong forward, Hua Shitong's penis deeply inserted into Hua Xianfei's vagina.

While they were playing a human pyramid game, Hua Xianyu was also being wantonly played with by five men around the pool. She was straddling a man, her buttocks being penetrated by Hua Shizheng's thick penis, which was as thick as her wrist. Hua Shizhao was holding her face, shoving his thick penis into her mouth, while she was also stroking two thick penises in her hands.

Both her lower orifices were being roughly penetrated, and her mouth was stuffed full, making it difficult for her tongue to move. Hua Xianyu could only let out "woo-woo" moans as she was taken turns being played with by five men.

This

was a world of lust, the entire cave filled with growls, groans, and screams. In the adult pool, the ratio of men to women was clearly disproportionate, about 5:1, while in the children's pool, there were more girls than boys. Apart from a few men embracing and playing with each other, everywhere one could see four or five men taking turns fucking a woman. One would convulse and ejaculate before withdrawing, and another would quickly thrust in. The women caught in the crowd were mostly dazed and confused, oblivious to what was happening.

Han Xue covered her mouth, staring intently, her eyes filled with a complex and unreadable expression. Han Zhan felt a pang of jealousy, a sour feeling rising in his throat. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he abruptly pulled the stunned girl into his arms and fiercely sealed her cherry-red lips with his own.

Han Zhan's kiss was rough and fierce, filled with anger and resentment. The severe oxygen deprivation in her brain almost made Han Xue faint.

"You damned girl!" Han Zhan was bursting with jealousy, glaring fiercely at Han Xue, his heart filled with anger and frustration, yet unsure what to do with her, he could only hold her tightly against him.

Han Xue took several deep breaths before she felt alive again. Looking up, she saw Han Zhan with a cold face, glaring at her as if he wanted to devour her. She shrank back guiltily; she hadn't meant to stare blankly, she was just too surprised.

"I didn't mean to look, you know... I just didn't expect them to be like those wolves..." Han Xue stared at Han Zhan pitifully with innocent eyes, her small hand gently stroking his rapidly heaving chest, hoping to calm him down.

Han Zhan found it amusing that Han Xue was comparing the men below to the wolves on the grassland who had been drugged with aphrodisiacs that day, but his anger had already dissipated.

They had been together for quite some time, and Han Xue smiled, pulling on Han Zhan's collar and standing on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek, saying, "Don't be angry, I was just so surprised I was a little stunned, I didn't mean to stare."

Han Zhan rolled his eyes at her and turned away.

Han Xue's big eyes darted around, and she chuckled mischievously. She snuggled into Han Zhan's arms and said sweetly, "I just saw a woman licking a man's 'thing' so enthusiastically. Can you eat that thing? If... I did that to you, would you feel comfortable?"

Sure enough, Han Zhan stiffened at her words, staring at Han Xue in disbelief. Seeing her playful, tongue-out smile, he knew he'd been tricked. Annoyed, he pulled her into his arms and gave her another deep kiss. After

playing around for a while, Han Zhan finally pulled Han Xue to sit down on the ground.

"Aren't we going back? Staying any longer might not yield any results," Han Xue asked, puzzled.

Han Zhan pulled Han Xue onto his lap before saying, "That door requires a token to open. I checked when I came in. We won't be able to get out until the people below calm down."

Han Xue frowned slightly and leaned into Han Zhan's arms. "The depth of Hua Qianjun's cunning is truly unparalleled. I saw most of the men in that pool in the palace. He's kept so many sons a secret from the world, keeping them in the court. If someone is unaware of this, who would be foolish enough to bribe them? Wouldn't they just fall into Prince Qing's trap?! We must warn Yan Niang to be careful. If she wants to buy information, she must not start with these people. Otherwise, being exposed is a small matter, but if Prince Qing's entire scheme is ruined, it would be a huge loss."

"Things aren't as serious as you think. Judging from the situation below, it's clear that Prince Qing's sons are extremely lustful. Perhaps you can start from here," Han Zhan reminded her.

“A honey trap might be the most effective, but I don’t want to use that.” Han Xue sighed softly, looking up at Han Zhan. “The sisters in the village are all good girls, and I don’t want them to fall into the hands of those people down there.”

Han Zhan affectionately stroked her hair, hugged her, and breathed a sigh of relief. “Some things are unavoidable. Let Yan Niang choose willingly. ‘Qing’ is not an easy nut to crack. Right now, we can only try our best to win them over. We can’t start to divide them in the short term. We can only take it one step at a time. Our downfall is due to insufficient intelligence.”

“Judging from what Hua Qianjun just said, they must have made an agreement with Jinsha and Longyue. It will probably be difficult to win them over.” Han Xue rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"Man proposes, God disposes. In this world, there are only permanent interests, not permanent friends. As long as our terms are more favorable than those of Longyue and Jinsha, I believe Huaqian Army will know what to choose." Han Zhan pulled Han Xue's hand down and gently massaged her temples. "In terms of national strength, Qing ranks first, followed by Biluo, with Bingjing, Longyue, and Jinsha at the bottom. If we can divert the trouble eastward, that would be ideal."

Divert the trouble eastward... divert the trouble eastward... Han Xue closed her eyes and pondered for a long time. A flash of inspiration seemed to appear in her mind, but she couldn't quite make it out. Time ticked by, and Han Xue was still deep in thought when a sudden inspiration struck her. "What if…?" Han Xue sat up abruptly, her eyes sparkling as she turned to look at Han Zhan. "What if we changed the direction of the three kingdoms' attack to Jinsha, or rather, what if the two powers joined forces to occupy Jinsha and then attack Longyue…"

Han Zhan was taken aback, then after a long pause, he tapped Han Xue's nose and chuckled helplessly, "You clever little devil! I only suggested diverting the trouble eastward, and you've already thought of trapping two countries. Really…" He couldn't think of a word to describe Han Xue, and could only smile wryly, "This plan is indeed excellent. If Haotian agrees, this plan will definitely succeed. With the two powers joining forces, given Jinsha's current chaotic state, it will surely perish."

Han Xue felt a little embarrassed by his words, scratching her head and laughing, "I was just thinking, three kingdoms attacking one…" Even if we win, it's only a three-way victory. If two countries betray each other and swallow one, the spoils are split in half. How much of Longyue we can conquer then is a profit. I believe King Qing, with his shrewdness, will agree to this deal.”

Han Zhan, his eyes half-closed, thought for a moment and said, “I'm afraid Longyue will eventually side with Qing. The plan has changed. We should immediately send a message to Huangfu Haotian after we return. Fortunately, Huangfu Jingtian went to Bingjing before we set off. Huangfu Fengtian is probably already in Jinsha. If things go well with him, it will be easier to take Jinsha. We can then use our free time to take more of Longyue's cities, lest Qing's power grows stronger when Longyue sides with them, making them harder to control.”

Han Xue, hearing this, smiled faintly and pinched his cheek again, “You say I'm ruthless? You're not kinder than me at all.”

Han Zhan wasn't angry. He pulled her close and kissed her, leaving a spit mark on her face before chuckling and feigning helplessness, "I had no choice. Who told me to have such a strong-willed wife? I had no choice but to follow her lead."

"Pah!" Han Xue rolled her eyes at him without any regard for his feelings, then stood up. The sounds below had subsided, leaving only the man's heavy breathing; the woman's voice was barely audible.

On her 13th mission to the Qing Kingdom,

Han Xue walked to the cave entrance and looked down. The once clear pool was now filled with specks of white liquid, and the ground around it was filthy. Several women lay on the ground like rag dolls, their legs spread wide apart, perhaps from prolonged abuse. Even so, they resembled sandwiches, each sandwiched between two men, being vigorously thrust into. Their bodies and heads were covered in semen, as if they had just been pulled from a pool of semen. Those lying on their backs had red welts on their chests and swollen nipples, clearly indicating they had been severely abused. Seeing them weak and powerless from the thrusting of the men in front and behind, seemingly on the verge of death, Han Xue felt a pang of heartache.

The men, having satisfied their pent-up desires, sat in the pool to rest, but Han Xue's posture didn't resemble rest; it looked more like Han Zhan practicing his martial arts.

“No wonder there are so few women in Qing Palace; they’re practicing Yin-Yang cultivation.” Han Zhan followed behind Han Xue, his gaze sweeping over the pool below.

Han Xue, puzzled, turned and whispered, “What is Yin-Yang cultivation? How does it work? Is doing this a form of nourishment?”

Han Zhan glanced at her, then focused his gaze on the men in the pool, eyes closed, circulating their energy. He explained in a low voice, “It’s a kind of evil art. Legend has it that men who practice this technique not only become strong and healthy, but also retain their youth and prevent premature ejaculation. Therefore, although it’s considered an evil art by the martial arts world, some still practice it. However, the women used for this practice die quickly because their vital energy is drained.”

“How terrifying!” Han Xue looked with a pang of pity at the women on the edge of the pool, seemingly on the verge of death from being manipulated.

"When practicing the Yin-Yang replenishment technique, the man inserts his penis into the woman's vagina, causing her to orgasm. During this orgasm, the woman's vaginal fluids flow out. The man then uses his internal energy to absorb these fluids through the opening in his penis, thus nourishing his body."

Upon hearing this, Han Xue's eyes flickered, and she opened her mouth, unsure how to speak. Han Zhan, amused and exasperated, ruffled her hair, pulled her into his arms, and gently scolded, "What are you thinking! If you absorb this Yin-Yang fluid and have the power to circulate it within your body before returning to your penis, it's just wasted. Are you going to take it home instead of ejaculating?"

Han Xue looked at him as if he were a monster. How could he know she was wondering about the semen all over the floor, wondering if it would waste that Yin-Yang fluid? She stammered, "You...how did you know what I was thinking?"

Han Zhan chuckled and kissed her cheek, rubbing his face against hers. "Your thoughts are written all over your face.

It would be strange if I didn't tell." "Oh!" Han Xue responded softly, then realized she was overreacting. She chuckled and turned to look at the women by the pool below. Her gaze sharpened. "If these women are weak, they'd be crippled or dead after going around like this." The voices below gradually subsided, and the two women lowered their voices as they spoke.

Han Zhan patted Han Xue's hand to comfort her, saying, "You don't need to worry too much. Look at that pool water; it must be special. These men will go into the pool to rest and practice after they've had their fun. Compare the women on the bank with those in the pool. They were both played with by a group of men, but the ones in the pool are still energetic and have plenty of strength left, while the ones on the bank are barely breathing."

Han Xue looked closely and saw that it was indeed as Han Zhan said, and she couldn't help but marvel at it. After a while, the men on the bank also called it quits and took their female companions, who were barely clinging to life, into the pool to soak. In about a quarter of an hour, something miraculous happened. The women who had been played with like rag dolls slowly recovered, and some even started washing their bodies in the pool water.

"This pool is amazing! Those women were clearly having so much fun just now, but now they're acting like nothing happened. Could it be that the pool is the secret to Prince Qing's control over these people, capable of bringing the dead back to life?" Han Xue exclaimed in surprise in a low voice.

Han Zhan stared at the pool in silence until Han Xue tugged at his sleeve in a hurry. Only then did he frown and answer irrelevantly, "Do you remember when you were weak, I asked Han Qi for medicine to help you recover?"

Han Xue was anxious about the pool, and seeing his irrelevant answer, she couldn't help but glare at him, "I was talking about serious matters, why did you switch to this?"

Han Zhan looked at the pool with deep eyes and continued in a low voice, "Han Qi said you were weak and needed to recover slowly, so the dosage of the medicine was extremely light. But the color, I remember it was pale green."

Han Xue gasped upon hearing this, pointing at Han Zhan and muttering in disbelief, "You mean..."

"It's easy to verify this. If it really came from Han Qi, then our plan will be easy to carry out, and we won't have to worry about Prince Qing not cooperating." Han Zhan's lips curled into a cold smile. Using lust to control his children, father and daughters, brothers committing incest—this Prince Qing really dares to do such things.

At this moment, the cave had quieted down, but suddenly, a series of urgent moans were heard. Everyone couldn't help but look up and were stunned.

On the high platform, Hua Qianjun was kneeling on the dragon bed, holding Hua Xianyao half-sideways with one leg raised in front of her chest. His thick blade was fiercely thrusting into Hua Xianyao's mons pubis. Hua

Xianyao had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced from her father's thrusting. She only knew that her father's penis made her feel so happy and comfortable. How wonderful it would be if she could be thrust into like this forever. Her eyes couldn't help but drift towards the women sandwiched between men on the edge of the pool and in the pool itself. She imagined herself being fucked by her father and her brothers... Just thinking about it made her itch all over, and she cried out urgently, "Fuck me... harder... Father... fuck me to death... fuck me to pieces..."

"You slut, you whore, haven't I been satisfied after fucking you for so long? I'll fuck you to death..." He then began to thrust into her fiercely and rapidly, the force of his blows making Hua Xianyao feel like a small boat caught in a storm at sea, thrown and pulled back. The cave, which had quieted down somewhat, was now filled only with Hua Xianyao's screams. This drew the attention of the men, women, and children in the two pools. The men, whose lust had subsided, saw this scene and their already erect penises became erect again.

Hua Qianjun's eyes were incredibly sharp. Just seeing Hua Xianyao constantly glancing at the pool, he understood quite a bit. Even in this moment of carnal pleasure, his mind was full of calculations. This girl was originally a tool he wanted to use to control his son. He spent a fortune every day soaking her in secret medicine and nurturing her exquisite orifice, which was meant to make her a toy that couldn't live without men. Her behavior was exactly what he wanted. This girl was originally kept in his palace as a little thing for him to play with alone. If it weren't for his intentions, how could those two boys, Shitong and Shilan, have ever tasted her?

This girl was trained by him using secret methods. As long as he played with her carefully, he could throw her into a group of men and have sex with her for days and nights without any problem. Even if she was on her last breath, with the secret medicine he had, he wouldn't be afraid of her life.

Now is the crucial time for the Great Qing Kingdom to create immortal achievements. He is getting older, but his sons are at the age of ravenous lust. As long as he can keep these boys firmly in his grasp, what does it matter if he gives them his little toys?

"You little slut, you're so tight, are you reluctant to part with my Southern Kingdom? Huh?" Hua Qianjun laughed triumphantly, but his movements below continued to accelerate. Everyone in the cave watched them quietly.

"Ah...ah...I'm going to spurt...I'm going to spurt...ah..." Hua Xianyao felt as if her mons pubis was about to be torn apart by her father. With each screech of their bodies colliding, her mons pubis was pounded with deep pain, yet the penetration of his penis brought a strangely pleasurable sensation. This pain and pleasure intertwined, and the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Her little hole contracted repeatedly during orgasms, and the urge to urinate suddenly intensified. Under her father's relentless and forceful thrusts, she could only scream as a stream of clear fluid gushed out, covering Hua Qianjun and causing the men in the pool to turn red with rage.

Han Xue covered her mouth in horror. She had initially thought that with such force, Hua Xianyao's tender body would be sent flying by Hua Qianjun's mountain-like physique. When the clear fluid spurted out, she mistook it for blood, only to realize upon closer inspection that it was colorless.

The hand gripping Han Zhan's waist brought her back to her senses, and she sensitively noticed a burning, hard object pressing against her buttocks. Han Xue blushed, too ashamed to look at him.

Han Zhan coldly watched as Hua Qianjun withdrew his unusually thick penis from Hua Xianyao's body, leaving Hua Xianyao lying on the dragon bed with her legs wide open towards the pool. He whispered in Han Xue's ear, "On the platform, Hua Qianjun wants to use this daughter to control those men."

Han Zhan's hot breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, making Han Xue's face blush even deeper. She had no mind to care about what was happening on the platform below.

Han Zhan stared at the tender body on the dragon bed. Her slender, fair legs hung limply on the dragon bed. Her wide-open legs clearly revealed a messy mons pubis between her legs. The mons pubis, ravaged and bright red, was covered with specks of white foam, but not a single hair. This made the still-open fleshy hole between her legs stand out conspicuously. The deep fleshy hole was now slowly flowing with white semen.

The lewd scene even aroused him; he couldn't fathom what the men in the pool, who had no concept of morality, were thinking. Han Zhan used his inner strength to suppress the restlessness within him and carefully carried Han Xue to another cave entrance.

"Aren't we going to wait a little longer?" Han Xue asked uncertainly, watching the slowly disappearing cave entrance.

"We've been in here for several hours. Those people seem to have had their fun; they'll probably come out soon. We'll wait for them outside." Seeing Han Xue's blushing face and her charmingly shy demeanor, Han Zhan smiled knowingly and planted a loving kiss on her neck.

The two waited for a full half hour before seeing the people emerge, lagging far behind. Just as the door was about to close, Han Zhan carried Han Xue out. It was the very first light of dawn, the darkest hour, so the return journey was very smooth. Han Zhan hardly needed to hide; he used his lightness skill to return to the inn at top speed.

Upon returning to the post station, the two went straight to the study. Han Xue hurriedly wrote several secret letters, which Han Zhan then sent out. After giving instructions to the Twelve Guards, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is everything done?" Han Zhan asked as he entered the study to find Han Xue standing by the window, lost in thought.

Han Xue snapped out of her reverie, turned to Han Zhan, and smiled slightly. "Yes, now we just need to wait for a reply."

"Let's go back to our room. You must be tired after not sleeping all night." Han Zhan said with concern, extending his hand to her.

Han Xue felt a warmth in her heart, and a sweet smile appeared on her face. She readily agreed, "Okay," and quickly took a few steps to place her hand in Han Zhan's, letting him lead her back to her room.

After returning from her 14th mission to the Qing Kingdom

, following her nighttime infiltration of the palace, Han Xue, besides sending important information back to Bi Luo, immediately ordered her men to cease all bribery and bribing of Qing Kingdom officials. All operations, except for intelligence gathering, were suspended. It was rare that Han Zhan hadn't bothered her too much these past two nights, allowing her to rest well at the inn. Early the next morning, Han Xue excitedly dragged Han Zhan out to the streets.

The customs and traditions of Qing Kingdom were vastly different from Bi Luo's; even the architecture was tall and rugged, making Han Xue's eyes light up. She excitedly looked around, examining every little shop, every street food stall, and even the rough trinkets laid out on the ground. Seeing

her so happy, Han Zhan let her be, allowing her to pull him along, only holding her hand tightly to prevent her from getting separated from the crowds. The twelve guards followed leisurely behind, observing the street scenes with great interest. With Lord Zhan present, they didn't need to worry about their young lady's safety; their task today was simply to carry some things, making it a relaxed affair.

However, after the initial novelty wore off, Han Xue's expression gradually darkened. The people of Qing Kingdom are known for their fierce and martial spirit. They are generally straightforward and forthright. Along the way, both men and women carry swords at their waists, and even children playing by the roadside each have a small wooden sword. With such a martial spirit, there's no fear of a weak nation. Thinking of the current trend in Biluo, where literature is valued over martial arts and the streets are filled with archaic pronouncements, Han Xue felt a chill in her heart and immediately lost her interest in shopping.

Sensing Han Xue's unusual behavior, Han Zhan pulled her hand and drew her closer. "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Han Xue shook her head weakly. "I'm not interested in shopping anymore. Let's go back."

"You were fine just now, how come you've lost interest so quickly?" Han Zhan reached out to touch her forehead, but Han Xue shook her head to avoid it.

"I'm really not feeling unwell, it's just that looking at this… makes me feel a little depressed." Han Xue pouted, afraid he would press her further.

Although her explanation was unclear, Han Zhan didn't press her further. He simply called to the twelve guards behind him and led Han Xue towards a nearby restaurant. "You must be tired after shopping all morning. Let's rest for a bit and have lunch before heading back. Who knows, you might want to go shopping again later if you get excited."

Han Xue wanted to protest, but after shopping all morning, she hadn't noticed the soreness in her legs because of her earlier excitement. Now that she had lost interest, she realized her legs were indeed a bit sore, so she let Han Zhan help her towards the restaurant.

Upon closer inspection, the restaurant's facade was quite impressive. The plaque above the door bore three large, gilded characters: "Juxianlou" (Gathering of Talents Restaurant). The waiter inside saw the group approaching from afar and greeted them warmly. He had been working in this restaurant for many years and had seen many dignitaries, developing a keen eye for people. Although the group was simply dressed, the fabrics were all of the finest silk and satin. Coupled with their imposing presence, it was clear they were no ordinary people. This made him quicken his pace, and a fawning smile spread across his face. "Hey, gentlemen, please come in!"

Wang Zhengyi quickly stepped forward and tossed a piece of silver to the waiter, saying in a deep voice, "Do you have any large private rooms?" The

waiter, beaming, took the silver, his eyes sweeping over each person before bowing and scraping, replying, "Our second-floor seating consists of private rooms with a main hall. There are tables and chairs outside the private rooms. Is that alright?"

Wang Zhengyi nodded. "Sure, lead the way." He waved for the waiter to lead the way and then followed him up the stairs. He saw that the waiter had opened a private room facing the street, with windows offering a clear view of the street scene outside. Wang Zhengyi carefully surveyed the room, and finding nothing amiss, he turned to the waiter and said, "Bring a few of your restaurant's signature dishes, something light, and two desserts. For the tables outside, bring some of your best meat dishes."

Han Zhan helped Han Xue and the waiter into a private room. The twelve guards outside didn't follow, but instead occupied three tables. Seeing this, the waiter knew these two were important people and became even more attentive. "We have some fine wine in our restaurant, you see…"

"We don't need wine, just a pot of good tea. The tables outside don't need wine either, that's fine." Wang Zhengyi frowned and waved the waiter away. When traveling, unless they were at their own property, they never drank alcohol; it was their usual custom.

Seeing Han Xue's displeasure, Wang Zhengyi bowed to Han Zhan and left, closing the door behind him.

As soon as they entered the private room, Han Xue let go of Han Zhan's hand and walked to the window to look down at the street scene.

Han Zhan walked behind Han Xue, hugged her from behind, and gently asked, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Han Xue looked at the pedestrians on the street, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Looking at these people makes my heart ache. The people of Qing are so fierce, no wonder their army is so strong. And look at Biluo, the streets are full of weak scholars, and not only does no one find it strange, but they are even complacent. With this shift in power, it won't be long before the two countries are worlds apart."

Han Zhan frowned upon hearing this, turned the person in his arms around, and said seriously, "Xue'er, do you remember what you promised me?"

Seeing Han Xue lower her head and remain silent, Han Zhan continued, "The world is full of turmoil, it's all about coming together and parting ways." "These things are not your concern, nor are they within your control. Listen to me, once this matter is settled, let's retire into seclusion, okay?"

Han Xue opened her lips, and after a long while, she said softly, "I don't want to concern myself with these matters, I just feel distressed watching them." Han Xue pointed to the pedestrians on the street and said, "Looking at them, I suddenly wonder what the point of all my efforts is? We've schemed and plotted to protect their temporary peace and prosperity, but in the end, they are still doing things that lead to their own destruction without any ambition. I..."

Han Zhan touched her head tenderly and comforted her, "The state of the people's morals depends on how those in power control them. The current emphasis on literature in Biluo is not unrelated to the three brothers of the Huangfu family." He then said coldly, "Even if you expend all your efforts, you can only ensure their temporary safety. If we follow our plan, when the two countries stand side by side, if Biluo does not restore its morals, I'm afraid it will be slowly eroded before it even lasts a hundred years."

Han Xue's mood darkened further upon hearing this, which pained Han Zhan greatly. He held her in his arms and gently rocked her. "Bi Luo's future fate depends on how Huangfu Haotian handles things. It's none of our business. Once things are settled here, let's go back to the manor. I want a child, a daughter as lovely as you." Han

Xue felt a pang of sorrow. Since they had shared a bed, Han Zhan had never allowed his seed to remain in her body, fearing the dangers of pregnancy. Only back at the manor could he truly feel at ease. "Once things are settled, let's resign to Emperor Brother. I won't concern myself with these matters anymore."

"Is that really true?" Han Zhan excitedly cupped Han Xue's face, then his smile faded, and he frowned. "Really not going to care? You can't let them come looking for you and then change your mind again." Han

Xue watched his childish actions with amusement, patting his cheek and saying, "When have I ever gone back on my word?"

Han Zhan laughed, happily pulling Han Xue close to kiss her, but just then, a knock sounded at the door. Han Xue quickly laughed and slipped out, calling out, "Come in."

The righteous guy who opened the door once again suffered a barrage of murderous intent and glares from Han Zhan, making Han Xue cover her mouth and laugh.

"Miss... the vegetables... are here." Wang Zhengyi was startled by Han Zhan's piercing gaze, breaking out in a cold sweat and completely bewildered, wondering what he had done wrong to warrant such a glare from Lord Zhan.

"Set it out, I'm starving," Han Xue said with a smile, setting out the bowls and chopsticks for Han Zhan, ignoring the fact that the dishes weren't ready yet. She started eating on her own.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Wang Zhengyi belatedly realized what trouble he had gotten himself into again, inwardly sighing 'bad luck.' After the waiter brought out all the dishes, he closed the door and left.

As soon as the door closed, Han Zhan pulled Han Xue into his arms, and without a word, began nibbling at her neck. The tickling almost made her choke on her food, and she quickly covered her mouth, pleading, "No… eat, I'm so hungry."

Han Zhan, delighted, wasn't about to let her go. He turned her face and kissed her lips, his tongue darting inside to scoop up the half-chewed food from her mouth. "Mmm, not bad." "As he spoke, he even stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of Han Xue's lips.

Han Xue blushed, raised her hand to hit him, and softly scolded, "We're still outside, why are you being so reckless?"

Han Zhan didn't say anything, just looked at her and smiled, making Han Xue not know whether to be angry or laughing, but she was also infected by Han Zhan's joy. She picked up her chopsticks to pick up some food and feed him, but Han Zhan kissed her again after taking the food in his mouth, and then fed her the food in his mouth. The two of them fed each other food like this, one bite at a time. When they had almost finished eating, Han Zhan brought her tea. This time, after she swallowed the tea, Han Zhan's tongue was still licking and rubbing against her tongue, reluctant to leave. A large hand also reached inside her collar, grasped a soft mound and gently squeezed it.

The hot thing against her buttocks silently invited her, making Han Xue's body tremble slightly. The large hand that reached under her skirt accurately pressed against her flower valley through her trousers and rubbed it.

"Mmm..." Han Zhan seemed unusually gentle today, making Han Xue feel as if she had melted into water, her body soft and powerless, only able to let him do as he pleased.

Satisfied, Han Zhan withdrew his lips, licking the lingering saliva, and kissed Han Xue's neck, panting as he said, "I really wanted to, give it to me first, okay?"

Han Xue blushed, looking around, and seeing that the windows were still open, she murmured, "Here... not..."

Han Zhan understood and waved his hand, and the window closed automatically without any wind, "I'll be gentle, I won't make a sound." "Saying this, he lifted Hanxue's skirt, and only half-removed her blouse and trousers, before gently inserting his hard, erect member into Hanxue's flower valley.

"Mmm..." Sitting like this, entering from behind, made Hanxue feel the impressive thickness of his penis even more, and her entire mons pubis became hot.

Hanzhan was also incredibly comfortable from the tight, warm, and moist sensation, leaning against Hanxue's shoulder and letting out a soft breath, his tongue licking her smooth earlobe, "So comfortable, I really want to be connected with you like this forever."

Hanxue blushed at his words, but hurriedly urged, "If you... if you want it, then hurry up, we're... still outside, what if, what if someone comes in?" Han Zhan

just looked at her gently and smiled, even his movements were unusually gentle. However, the deep thrusts made Han Xue's body tremble violently after only a few strokes. Feeling the contractions in Han Xue's vagina, Han Zhan's smile deepened. He thrust in and out for nearly a hundred times, and Han Xue was panting heavily as she tried to hold back her moans. Han Zhan then released himself with a powerful thrust.

"Hmm..." Han Xue groaned softly, feeling a heat in her abdomen, followed by a pain in her anus, and her vagina contracted uncontrollably.

"Oh...mmm...so good...mmm..." Han Zhan held Han Xue tightly, pressing his face against hers and moaning softly. He felt Han Xue's vagina gripping his penis tightly, as if trying to squeeze out all the fluids within, making him dizzy and mesmerized.

Just as the two were immersed in the afterglow of pleasure, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the private room, instantly turning Han Zhan's face cold. He quickly pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped their genitals clean. With a flick of his wrist, the handkerchief, which contained their bodily fluids, turned to dust. Seeing Han Xue's face flushed with desire and her eyes hazy, as if she was still savoring the pleasure he had given her, he softened his expression and kissed her misty eyes. While tidying their clothes, Han Zhan said softly, "If it's really this good, we can do it a few more times when we get back. Now, wake up first. It seems like someone outside is trying to cause trouble." Although he believed that

with the Twelve Guards present, no one could get in, he didn't want other men to see Han Xue's beautiful, lovestruck eyes. After straightening their clothes, Han Xue came to her senses and looked at Han Zhan with some confusion: "What happened outside?" She stood up, but her legs were so weak that she almost fell. Luckily, Han Zhan was quick-witted and caught her around the waist.

"It must be someone with some power. It seems they had a conflict with the Twelve Guards and were about to start a fight." Han Zhan explained softly, waving his hand to open the window facing the street. The room still smelled of their lovemaking; to destroy the evidence, he couldn't forget to ventilate the room.

Han Xue strained her ears but couldn't hear anything outside, and frowned. Although the private room wasn't big, the soundproofing was excellent. She pouted and said, "I can't hear anything." Han Zhan, itching to see what was happening, stole a puff of smoke before laughing, "That's easy, once the door opens, you'll hear it. "

With that, he waved his hand, and the door opened without any wind, letting in the sounds from outside.

A man roared, "Being favored by our master is a blessing you've accumulated over eight lifetimes! Don't push your luck, or you'll anger our master and make things difficult for outsiders like you!"

Huh? Favored? Han Xue laughed upon hearing this. "I wonder which of my brothers has taken a liking to this young master?" She didn't look at the man, but instead scanned the faces of the Twelve Guards, making everyone except Fan Yunlong laugh. Han Zhan

raised an eyebrow, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Ahem, sir, young lady." The Twelve Guards bowed respectfully with smiles upon seeing the two emerge.

"What happened?" Han Xue looked amusedly at Fan Yunlong's flushed face. His somewhat effeminate handsome face now appeared even more breathtaking, captivating all who saw it.

The Twelve Guards chuckled at the sight. Bao Qing rushed to their side, laughing as he recounted the events. It turned out that another group of people had arrived after them. This group consisted of dozens of people, and six of them entered the private room, including two women. These two women had seen the Twelve Guards before entering the room, and they had their eyes on Fan Yunlong, the most handsome among them. They invited him in for a drink, but the Twelve Guards didn't take it seriously and politely declined. However, the women insisted, threatening to call for a fight if he didn't go.

Han Xue glanced at the man. He was also handsome, appearing to be in his early twenties, but his arrogant demeanor and haughty attitude ruined his refined air, making him look like a bully relying on his power. However, his clothing was not something a wealthy family would wear, which made Han Xue's eyes narrow, and she began to understand.

"I wonder if your master intends to arrange a marriage between my brother and me, or what? Why not invite your master out for a meeting? If my brother is also interested, it could be a good match, don't you think?"

"Arrange a marriage? Hmph, he's not worthy! My master is of noble birth; how could such a commoner be allowed to meddle with her?" The man snorted coldly, about to say something more, but Han Xue cut him off.

"So we misunderstood. I was just saying, my master is also from a prestigious family; how could she possibly try to steal a man halfway through? That would damage her reputation." Saying this, she smiled and nodded to the man, then walked towards the stairs, with the Twelve Guards following suit.

The man panicked at the sight and quickly pointed at Fan Yunlong, shouting, "Stop! You can leave, but he must stay!" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was surrounded.

Having been publicly humiliated, Fan Yunlong was already furious. He had only held back his anger because Han Xue had come out, but now that this man was still relentlessly harassing him, he became even more enraged. He hooked a stool with his foot and kicked it at the man. With a loud "thud," the man was flattened and slammed against the wall before he could even scream.

The waiter and the manager peeked up the stairs at the scene, but dared not utter a sound. Fan Yunlong's kick had also stunned everyone, preventing the guards surrounding Han Xue and the others from making any rash moves. Han Xue then smiled at the man lying on the ground, who was clearly still conscious, and said, "If you are not satisfied, come find us at the official post station in the south of the city. I am Princess Biluo, the Protector of the Nation." Although she spoke to the man, her eyes were fixed on the half-closed door of the adjacent private room.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, a sweet, delicate female voice rang out: "So it's the Princess Protector of the Nation. We sisters have been so rude." As soon as the voice faded, a beautiful woman walked out of the private room. Wasn't this Hua Xianfei? The other woman in the room was most likely Hua Xianyu.

Han Xue feigned surprise as she returned. "So it's Princess Xianfei here," she said, glancing at the man lying on the ground. "I wonder if this man is one of the princess's attendants? I just heard him say that his master has taken a liking to my guard. Could it be that the two princesses..."

"Princess, you mustn't speak like that! You'll ruin my sister's reputation." Hua Xianfei's face paled as she hurriedly interrupted Han Xue. "My subordinates are inarticulate, which caused this misunderstanding." She quickly stepped forward and said, "The officials who came with us made a bet that your head guard looks like a woman, and they wanted to see if it was a woman in disguise. That's why there was the misunderstanding. If we offended the princess, please forgive us."

"Princess, you're being too kind. My guard also had his faults. He's young and hot-blooded, and couldn't handle being bullied. He accidentally injured your guard. I'm truly sorry." Han Xue maintained a gentle smile, but inwardly she couldn't help but sneer. Reputation? Does he even have a reputation left? In this Qing Dynasty, who knows how many people are your patrons?

"Since it's a misunderstanding, Princess, there's no need for formalities. Let's just let this matter rest and not mention it again, what do you think?" At this moment, the five people in the private room also came out. It has to be said, these five people have all been seen before, and they really are all patrons of these two women.

Hua Xianfei hurriedly introduced them to Han Xue: "This is our Minister of War—Lord Sun Yufang, Vice Minister of Justice—Lord Liu Shuheng, General Zhenbian—Hua Rui, and General Piaoji—Wu Hao."

Han Xue's taste was higher than these people, so she only nodded to them as a greeting. His gaze shifted to the general named Hua Rui, and he feigned interest, asking with a smile, "General, your surname is Hua, are you also a member of the royal family?"

Hua Rui smiled, looking directly at Han Xue, and said, "Although I am of noble birth, I am merely an orphan. To inherit the royal surname is due to the boundless grace and favor of my King."

Hua Rui's gaze seemed to be tearing at Han Xue's clothes, instantly chilling Han Zhan's face. He stepped forward, blocking Han Xue's path. Han Xue's face also turned cold, her brows furrowed, and she remained silent.

Hua Xianyu nudged Hua Shui and stepped forward, smiling, "I never expected to run into the princess's consort on the street. What a coincidence! How about we have a drink together?"

Han Zhan, exuding an aura of unapproachability, withdrew his glare at Hua Shui and turned to Hua Xianyu, saying indifferently, "The princess has been out shopping all morning and is quite tired. I won't keep you company any longer. We'll continue our conversation at the state banquet tomorrow. Farewell." Without waiting for Hua Xianfei and Hua Xianyu's reaction, he put his arm around Han Xue and quickly went downstairs and left.

"What a charming man!" Hua Xianfei squinted at Han Zhan's departing figure, involuntarily licking his lips.

Hua Shui and the others chuckled upon seeing this and turned to walk towards the private room. Hua Xianyu and Hua Xianfei hurriedly followed. As soon as they entered the private room, the door behind them was tightly closed. Hua Shui unceremoniously grabbed Hua Xianfei from behind, his hands tightly kneading her soft breasts. "You little slut, haven't we brothers satisfied you yet? You want to be fucked every time you see a man?"

"Mmm...aren't you the same? Look at the way you look at that princess, you're practically ready to strip her naked! Ah..." The merciless kneading made Hua Xianfei cry out in pain. The burning pain in her chest made her eyes redden and misty. Her pitiful and weak appearance made people want to ravage her even more, causing the men who were sitting at the table to stand up.

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