[Wuxia] Roaming the World with Romantic Fortune (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter Seven: The Supreme Princess Consort of Jin

. After Liu Lang and Princess Chai returned to the capital, they passed through a bustling market. Antiques, jewelry, clothing, weapons... all sorts of goods were available. Liu Lang looked at the dazzling array of goods on the street, pondered for a moment, and said, "Princess, you saved my life. I would like to buy you a gift here to express my gratitude."

Princess Chai said, "No need. It was nothing, don't worry about it. Besides, I have most of the things sold here. Why should you spend money on me?"

Liu Lang said, "Princess, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Wait, I will definitely buy you a meaningful treasure."

Princess Chai smiled and said, "Alright, let's see what you can give me!"

At this moment, Liu Lang saw a shop ahead and led Princess Chai inside. However, before they could even start looking at anything, three burly men burst in, each carrying a large knife.

Seeing that the three burly men were江湖人士 (jianghu figures, meaning people from the martial arts world), the shopkeeper dared not be negligent and personally went over to ask, "What would you three gentlemen like to buy?"

One of the men grabbed the shopkeeper's collar and roared, "Give me all your money, or I'll kill everyone here!"

The customers, sensing danger, tried to flee, but two burly men were already guarding the shop entrance.

The leader of the men said, "Hand over all your valuables and put them on the table, and I might spare your lives. If you don't behave, hmph, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hearing this, the customers, terrified, quickly took out all their valuables and placed them on the table.

One of the three men blocked the entrance, while the other two rushed towards Liu Lang and Princess Chai. At this moment, the shop's two guards drew their swords and attacked, but they were no match for the three burly men and were knocked unconscious after only a few rounds.

One of the burly men walked up to Liu Lang and said, "Quickly hand over your money."

Then, he began to search Princess Chai.

Princess Chai was immediately terrified and tightly hugged Liu Lang, knowing he was skilled in martial arts.

Liu Lang shouted, "You audacious scoundrel, how dare you be so insolent before me!"

He then kicked the burly man, sending him staggering backward.

Another burly man, seeing this, angrily shouted, "You little brat, what's your gang? What's your name? You're asking for trouble, daring to fight us!"

Liu Lang replied, "My surname is Yang, I specialize in fighting bullies like you. Come on, if you're not afraid of death."

The leader of the burly men paled upon hearing this, saying, "So you're the chivalrous Yang Liu Gongzi, the one who always stands up for justice and upholds the righteous path, known as the most handsome man in the Song Dynasty!" He then winked

at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang understood immediately; they were hired by Pan Bao to cooperate in his act.

It turned out that Liu Lang had arranged this whole scene beforehand. When he returned to the capital, he planned to lure Princess Chai here, and then stage a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress moment.

Liu Lang said, "It's just empty fame, nothing to brag about."

The leading burly man said, "If you really are the mighty General Yang Liu who shakes Jiangnan, we will certainly flee far away and return all the valuables. But words are no proof, we brothers want to see for ourselves."

With that, the three burly men swung their knives at him.

Liu Lang stepped forward to meet them.

The three burly men slashed at Liu Lang from inches away, but Liu Lang dodged each strike, which everyone thought was due to his agility.

Liu Lang then struck two of the burly men in the chest with both hands. Although Liu Lang's palm strike had no internal force, the two burly men pretended to be thrown several feet away and fell to the ground after receiving the blow.

Seeing this, the leading burly man roared, "The three of us will attack together and chop him into mincemeat!"

With that, he charged forward.

The two burly men who had fallen to the ground got up upon hearing this, and immediately three more burly men, wielding steel knives, surrounded Liu Lang.

Seeing that no one was guarding the door, the guests fled, abandoning even the silver left on the table.

Liu Lang fought the three men for over ten rounds, then suddenly roared and unleashed three palm strikes at each of them, knocking them to the ground.

The leader of the three men said, "You really are General Yang Liu! Your martial arts are so formidable. We're leaving."

With that, the three burly men fled in a sorry state.

Seeing the burly man flee, Princess Chai rushed forward and asked Liu Lang with concern, "General Yang, are you alright?"

Liu Lang smiled and said, "Princess, I'm fine. Those three burly men were incredibly audacious, daring to rob in broad daylight! Luckily, I chased them away. Shopkeeper, please check if anything valuable was damaged; put it on my tab."

The shopkeeper hurriedly came over with a smile and said, "So you are the famous General Yang Liu, who is renowned throughout Jiangnan and pacified the Chu Kingdom. Fortunately, the General was here, and our shop suffered no loss. To express my gratitude, the General can choose any item he likes here to give to his beloved."

Liu Lang found the shopkeeper's words very pleasing, but the princess blushed deeply.

Liu Lang selected an exquisitely crafted embroidered sachet. He insisted on paying, but the shopkeeper refused, saying, "General Yang, a precious sword is given to a hero, and a sachet to a beautiful woman. This sachet may not be worth much, but it is my heartfelt wish. I hope General Yang and Miss will be happy and loving, and that they will fight on the battlefield to protect the country. That would be enough for us."

Liu Lang was moved and said, "Old man, don't worry. A man who has mastered martial arts will swear to serve his country."

Princess Chai smiled slightly upon hearing this. Even though the shopkeeper said she and Liu Lang were in love, she didn't pay much attention and left the shop.

Liu Lang escorted Princess Chai back to the Prince's Mansion, and then reluctantly bid her farewell.

When Liu Lang returned to the Pan Mansion, Pan Bao asked with a smile, "Six...Six...Sixth Brother, are you satisfied with what I did for you?"

Liu Lang nodded and said, "Well done. I'll treat you to some drinks and tell the kitchen to cook a few more dishes."

That day, Liu Lang was summoned by Madam Pan early in the morning.

Madam Pan said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, the Princess Consort of Jin is hosting a banquet at the Prince's Mansion at noon today and has invited us to attend. Congratulations! You're about to become a groom."

Liu Lang was overjoyed upon hearing this. Seeing that no one was around, he leaned closer and said, "Auntie, could you tell me who my fiancée is?"

"This..."

Madam Pan pondered for a moment and said, "It's hard to say for sure. I dare not guess rashly.

We'll find out when we get there." Liu Lang then said, "Auntie, let's set off now!"

By this time, the servants had already prepared the sedan chair.

After leaving the Pan Mansion and traveling for a while, the sedan chair bearers lifted the curtain and said, "Madam, we have arrived at the Prince's Mansion. Please alight from the sedan chair."

Liu Lang followed Madam Pan out of the sedan chair, his eyes immediately lighting up. The Prince's Mansion before him was indeed luxurious and magnificent, with vermilion gates, guards standing in formation, and two imposing bronze lions in front of the gate.

A servant was already waiting for Liu Lang and his companion, and the servant led them into the mansion.

Looking around the Prince's mansion, Liu Lang was struck by its magnificence. The rooms were countless, and the corridors stretched east to west and north to south; without the servants' guidance, one would surely get lost.

Within the mansion lay a garden. Liu Lang and Madam Pan followed the servants through the garden, passing many large, lush trees. After traversing the garden, they finally reached the main hall.

Upon entering, Liu Lang was stunned. The hall was filled with a dazzling array of treasures: gold and silver vessels, glassware, and celadon porcelain… all glittering and radiant. He thought to himself, "So many treasures! How magnificent!"

Just then, a commotion arose ahead. Liu Lang looked up and saw three elegant and wealthy-looking women seated in the main hall.

Upon seeing Madam Pan lead Liu Lang in, the three women stood up and asked, "Madam Pan, is this the sixth young master of the Yang family?" Madam

Pan stepped forward, greeted each of the three women, and then introduced Liu Lang.

The first woman, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, was tall and had a rather masculine air, possessing a heroic and spirited demeanor. She was Princess Tao Sanchun, the wife of the Prince of Runan.

Liu Lang bowed to Princess Tao.

Princess Tao nodded and said, "As expected of the old general, he is a tiger cub from a military family. In this southern campaign against Chu, every member of the Yang family led from the front, setting an example for the Song Dynasty. Especially Liu Lang, who killed the remnant of Chu, the Third Young Master Ma—well done!"

Liu Lang humbly replied, "Serving the country is the duty of every citizen! Your Highness is a hero on horseback and a renowned general of the court. I hope you will guide me in the future."

Madam Pan then introduced the second woman to Liu Lang.

The woman, dressed in fine silks and satins, was strikingly beautiful. While she lacked the martial prowess of Tao Sanchun, she possessed a captivating charm. She was Zhang Xinyue, the wife of Prime Minister Zhao Pu.

Liu Lang bowed to the Prime Minister's wife.

Zhang Xinyue smiled at Liu Lang and nodded, saying, "What a handsome young man! His Highness Prince Jin truly has excellent taste!"

Madam Pan then introduced the last woman to Liu Lang, but before she could, the beautiful woman introduced herself: "Little Liu, I am the wife of Wang Ze, the Minister of War. Everyone here is an acquaintance. Little Liu, you are quite handsome; you look very good. Come visit my home sometime!"

Liu Lang thought to himself: So this is Wang Ze's wife, Zheng Peilin. This woman is clearly a flirtatious woman; her eyes kept scanning me. She's even more lecherous than Madam Pan. I'll teach her a lesson sometime.

"Hehe, greetings, Madam Wang,"

Liu Lang bowed to Zheng Peilin.

After all the introductions were finished, Madam Pan led Liu Lang to sit down on the right-hand chair.

Servants brought tea and snacks. Liu Lang saw three wives of high-ranking officials sitting opposite him and thought, "My seat is empty, and the seat directly in front of me is also empty. Whose seats are these? It seems these beautiful wives of important officials are all here to see me."

With nothing else to do, Liu Lang admired the main hall of the Prince of Jin's residence. From the purple bamboo on the ceiling to the floor curtains, everything was made of the finest materials, yet it lacked extravagance but possessed a rustic charm. The colors were not gaudy, but rather exuded elegance, nobility, and refinement. Although incredibly magnificent, it had no trace of vulgarity or extravagance. A few incense burners in the corners emitted wisps of smoke, their musky fragrance filling the entire hall.

Several paintings and calligraphic works hang on the surrounding walls. Each stroke, each line, each flowing line, each profound artistic conception captivates every visitor, leaving them utterly mesmerized. One painting, hanging in the center, is particularly striking. It is a gold-flecked screen painting, depicting two vibrant red peonies against a magnificent background. Beside the red peony is a white peony, its blossoms in various poses, some upright, some sideways, leaves and stems delicately rendered. Below, rocks are depicted, behind which a cluster of blooming daffodils, pure white and serene, untouched by dust, present a variety of postures.

Peonies have always been a symbol of wealth and nobility, while daffodils are synonymous with purity and nobility. It seems the painter is using these metaphors to represent himself—born into wealth, yet maintaining integrity, not indulging in extravagance, free from power and profit, transcending worldly concerns.

This painting possesses a profound charm; every stroke is perfectly placed, showcasing the owner's unique ingenuity. The fact that the owner hung it in the central hall suggests it's a masterpiece, indicating that this Prince Jin is also a man of refined taste and literary talent. The Zhao family of the Song Dynasty certainly had many such talented individuals. Liu Lang remembered that Emperor Huizong of Song was the most outstanding representative of the Zhao family, possessing profound attainments in both calligraphy and painting.

As Liu Lang was thinking this, someone called out, "The Empress has arrived!"

Everyone present stood up.

Liu Lang's eyes lit up, and he stood up as well. He saw two exceptionally beautiful and elegant women, accompanied by four palace maids, slowly approaching.

The woman in front was graceful and dignified, her phoenix eyes radiating authority, her demeanor calm and composed, exuding a noble and unparalleled elegance. Her refined and elegant face was incredibly alluring, her smooth skin fair and rosy, and her slightly high nose bridge suggested she was a strong and independent woman. Her hair was piled high in a palace-style bun, and her white palace dress trailed on the ground, displaying her exquisite figure perfectly. Her breasts were like towering peaks, and her waist was so slender it seemed one could encircle it with a single hand. The fair skin beneath the thin gauze was like crystal-clear white jade.

Liu Lang didn't need to guess; he knew she was Song Zhiyao, the empress of the old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin. Liu Lang couldn't believe that Zhao Kuangyin, having such a beautiful wife, was still not satisfied and actually wanted to possess his fourth sister.

Behind Song Zhiyao was a beautiful woman with snow-white skin and slightly rounded breasts. Her figure was graceful and well-proportioned, her posture elegant, like a precious flower, her beauty exuding a captivating allure. Her sleeves were embroidered with delicate floral and bird patterns, and a white cloak draped over her shoulders, concealing her alluring figure.

She must be Princess Fu Xuetong of Jin! Liu Lang couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: What a beautiful woman! Her hairstyle was exquisite and distinctive, with silk threads strung into pearl flowers that hung down on both sides of her hair, lightly covering her temples, making her look pretty. A curved comb adorned the front of her hair, with three hairpins on each side. A pair of crescent-shaped earrings hung from her earlobes, giving her a pure, elegant, and noble air. Standing next to Empress Song, they were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique charm, yet complementing each other perfectly.

Empress Song was like a blooming peony, outshining all others, radiant and radiant, yet immaculate and flawless.

Princess Jin was like a budding narcissus, elegant and refined, her quiet grace inspiring a sense of awe that could only be admired from afar.

Liu Lang, along with several first-rank ladies, knelt on the ground to pay their respects to Empress Song.

Empress Song smiled and waved her hand, saying, "Everyone, please rise!"

Empress Song sat in the seat of honor, and Princess Jin sat in the place above Liu Lang, her head bowed.

Empress Song looked at Liu Lang and asked, "Is this the sixth son of General Yang?"

Liu Lang hurriedly stood up and said, "Liu Lang greets Your Majesty."

Empress Song smiled and looked at Liu Lang, nodding and saying, "Princess Consort Fu, His Highness Prince Jin has excellent taste. The sixth son is not only a man of both literary and martial talents, but also a rare military genius of our Great Song. I heard that he made great contributions in the recent annihilation of the Chu Kingdom!"

Princess Consort Jin said, "Sister-in-law, the Yang family generals are renowned throughout the land, and their sons are all upright and loyal generals. Liu Lang's brothers have all started their own families, so the marriage between Liu Lang and the princess is most suitable."

After chatting for a while, Princess Consort Jin ordered a banquet to be prepared.

The beautiful wives of six of the most powerful men in the capital accompanied Liu Lang to a banquet he would never forget. Liu Lang was very tactful, knowing he couldn't tarnish his image in the eyes of these ladies, so he ate politely and courteously, behaving like a subject and junior.

The Princess Consort of Jin was very fond of Liu Lang, constantly serving him food.

Liu Lang thanked her repeatedly, but he noticed that the Princess Consort of Jin didn't intend to reveal what his future wife looked like. It seemed they were all there to scrutinize him; therefore, his future wife must also be a very important person, otherwise, so many high-ranking members of the royal family wouldn't be there to scrutinize him.

After the banquet, Empress Song spoke first: "My dear sisters, I'm so glad to have this opportunity to gather with you all today. If I'm not mistaken, we haven't had a single ball game since the Dragon Boat Festival! Staying in the palace these days has been incredibly boring, so I'm determined to have some fun today. My dear sisters, I hope you'll compete fairly on the field and not treat me like the Empress, okay?"

Princess Tao spoke first: "Your Majesty, don't worry about that. We'll definitely have a good game this afternoon. The usual rules?"

Empress Song smiled and said, "Of course, no one is allowed to renege on their bet if they lose."

The others echoed, "No one is allowed to renege on their debt."

Liu Lang thought to himself: A football match? How interesting! He remembered that football was very popular in the Song Dynasty; Grand Commandant Gao Qiu rose to power through it. But football was always a game played by servants, guards, or palace maids for the enjoyment of royalty. He hadn't expected these royalty to be so eager to play; it seemed they were already quite familiar with the game, and had probably played several matches!

At this moment, the Princess of Jin led everyone to the inner hall to change clothes.

A short while later, six women emerged, laughing and chatting, wearing tight-fitting silk dresses that accentuated their curves. They wore white embroidered shoes, clearly football attire.

Princess Tao, laughing heartily, carried a jar of fine wine and said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, help me carry this jar of wine. You'll be the referee today. We'll have a game later, and whoever loses will have to drink a bowl of wine as punishment."

Liu Lang took the jar, thinking to himself, "Such a large jar of wine, even a grown man might not be able to handle it!"

Liu Lang followed Empress Song and the others to the back garden of Prince Jin's residence, where they discovered a dedicated football field. Ancient football fields differed from modern ones, resembling half a modern indoor soccer field.

Empress Song and her six companions were divided into two groups according to tradition: Empress Song, Princess Jin, and Lady Pan in one group; Princess Tao, Lady Zhao, and Lady Wang in the other.

Empress Song brought the ball over and said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, come here."

Liu Lang hurriedly went to Empress Song, listening attentively.

Empress Song said, "Sixth Prince, you'll be the referee and record the scores. The ball is yours; after the kickoff, you'll pass it to the team that starts."

Sixth Prince took the ball and saw it was indeed a leather ball, inflated, with a very good feel, though it was lighter than a modern soccer ball. Sixth Prince was a regular striker at school, so he was naturally familiar with playing soccer. Since his transmigration, he hadn't had a chance to play, and now that the ball was in his hands, he couldn't resist tossing it a few times.

Princess Jin exclaimed in surprise, "Sixth Prince, you can play soccer too!"

Sixth Prince replied, "Your Highness, I can play a little, but I don't know the rules."

Sixth Prince was telling the truth; he didn't know the rules of their game.

After Empress Song and the others warmed up, Empress Song let Sixth Prince start the game.

Sixth Prince kicked off with a graceful movement, and the two sides began a fierce battle for the ball. Sixth Prince stood on the sidelines, watching them play with great interest.

On the field, the sight of voluptuous figures and alluring curves was incredibly captivating. These beautiful women were surprisingly agile, their movements fluid and graceful. However, unlike modern football, which is highly competitive, their style leaned towards a blend of competition and performance.

Empress Song, a former female general on horseback, possessed considerable skill. Upon receiving the ball, she swiftly bypassed the defending Lady Wang and launched a powerful kick, scoring the first goal.

The score was now 1-0!

Liu Lang sat on the sidelines, diligently recording the score while his mind wandered as he watched the spirited women on the field…

Football, in ancient times, was called Cuju. The term Cuju first appeared in the *Records of the Grand Historian*, in the biography of Su Qin, where Su Qin, while persuading King Xuan of Qi, described Linmiao: “Linmiao is very rich and prosperous; its people all play the flute, the zither, and Cuju; ‘Ta’ means ‘Cu’, and ‘Ju’ means ball, which is the ancient form of football.”

The first quarter ended. Empress Song's team scored seven goals, while Princess Tao's team scored five, making the score seven to five.

Empress Song wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Sisters, it's halftime, halftime."

Because of the hot weather, after strenuous activity, the clothes of the six beautiful women were soaked with sweat, clinging to their bodies and arousing Liu Lang's desire. He served them tea while using a banana leaf fan to cool them down.

At this moment, Lady Pan blushed and whispered to Empress Song, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to play in the second half."

Empress Song glared at her and said, "Lady Pan, are you trying to slack off and spoil my fun?"

Lady Pan said with great embarrassment, "No, Your Majesty, it's just that my period has started, and I really can't run away."

Empress Song immediately understood. She sighed and said, "What a spoilsport! What about the second half?"

Princess Jin's eyes lit up, and she said to Empress Song, "Sister-in-law, why don't we let Sixth Prince play? Doesn't he know how to play football?" Empress

Song was overjoyed and said to Sixth Prince, "Sixth Prince, Lady Pan..." "If you're not feeling well, you'll play in her place, but you mustn't embarrass me!"

Liu Lang quickly replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my best."

Tao Sanchun laughed, "Liu Lang, you showed quite a bit of skill just now! You'd better go easy on me later. We've already lost by two goals, but you should know that in the end, each goal is worth a bowl of wine. If we lose too much, we can't afford to lose!"

Empress Song happily said, "That won't do. A bet is a bet. I've never seen Princess Tao drunk before. Today, I'll definitely make you look bad."

After saying that, she covered her mouth and giggled.

Liu Lang said, "Your Majesty flatters me. This is my first time participating in a competition, and I have no experience. Please forgive me if I don't play well."

The second half of the match began. Madam Pan sat on the referee's seat to record the scores, while Liu Lang joined Empress Song's team. At first, Liu Lang played very cautiously, and the three opponents were no ordinary people. Aren't they all wives of powerful ministers in the court? If he were to break the ball, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? Fortunately, Liu Lang was agile and had a good understanding of football theory, so he often appeared in unexpected danger zones. After receiving the ball, he would shoot directly into an open goal. Although the ball was light, as long as his shooting technique was accurate, he was almost always right.

Liu Lang didn't want to show off too much, so he would miss one out of every two shots, or dribble the ball a few times and then pass it to Empress Song and Princess Jin, giving them better opportunities. With Liu Lang's excellent assists, Empress Song and Princess Jin scored frequently, hitting the goal repeatedly, making them hug each other like children.

Liu Lang also wanted to hug Empress Song or Princess Jin, wondering how wonderful it would feel to hold them.

In the final moments of the match, Liu Lang provided another brilliant assist, and Princess Jin unleashed a powerful shot, scoring the most beautiful last goal.

The score was 18 to 10. Overjoyed after scoring, Princess Jin ran over to embrace Liu Lang. Holding her voluptuous and sensual body, Liu Lang felt a surge of passion. Although it was only a brief embrace, he was deeply attracted to this incomparably noble woman.

At this moment, Empress Song began to pour wine herself. She filled eight large bowls, smiling, and said, "You lost to us by eight goals, so you should drink these eight bowls of wine. No cheating!"

Princess Tao, Madam Zhao, and Madam Wang looked at each other, completely dumbfounded. In previous matches, the final difference between the two sides was only two or three points. Three bowls of wine were usually enough; each of the three women, including Princess Tao, would drink one, and that would be the end of it. But now, they had lost by eight points, meaning eight bowls of wine. Even though Princess Tao had a good tolerance for alcohol, she had never drunk that much before. However, seeing the fear on the other two women's faces, Princess Tao picked up her

bowl and gave them one, saying, "Madam Zhao, Madam Wang, I can't help you today. I'll drink three out of eight bowls—that should be enough! Our Song Dynasty was built on horseback; we are all military men. You should drink it!" With that, she downed a bowl of wine first. However, after the second bowl, Princess Tao was already feeling dizzy, and after three bowls, she was unsteady on her feet.

"Empress, I apologize for the spectacle, but I kept my word and drank all the penalty wine."

Empress Song nodded, looked at Madam Zhao and Madam Wang, and said, "Hurry up! A bet is a bet. I'm so happy today! Winning so many points against you was no easy feat; you can't spoil my fun."

Madam Zhao and Madam Wang exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth and each forced down two large bowls of wine. Soon after, they collapsed drunk at the stone table.

Empress Song, pleased, poured three more bowls of wine, giving one to each of Liu Lang and Princess Jin: "Come, this bowl is our victory drink, bottoms up!"

After drinking the victory drink, Empress Song and Princess Jin were also somewhat tipsy.

Seeing that Madam Wang and Madam Zhao were already unconscious, Princess Jin said, "Sister-in-law, they're both too drunk. I think we should send them back to their residences." Empress Song said

, "We had a wonderful time today. I must return to the palace. Xuetong, you must reward Liu Lang well later."

Princess Jin readily agreed, ordering servants to prepare a sedan chair and send the ladies away together, while Empress Song also returned to the palace in her phoenix palanquin.

Madam Pan, having not drunk any alcohol, took her leave. Seeing this, Liu Lang wanted to leave with her, but Princess Jin said, "Liu Lang, don't go."

Liu Lang was taken aback, but then Madam Pan laughed, "Liu Lang, from now on, you won't be staying at my house anymore."

While Liu Lang was still confused, Princess Jin laughed, "Liu Lang, don't you want to stay in our Prince Jin's residence?"

Liu Lang was both surprised and delighted, saying, "Your Highness, this… I'm a little overwhelmed!"

Madam Pan laughed, "Liu Lang, from now on you'll still be the Prince Jin's son-in-law; you'll get used to it."

After Madam Pan left, Liu Lang still didn't understand, thinking: The Prince Jin's son-in-law? Princess Jin is at most thirty years old, and I haven't heard that His Highness Prince Jin has a daughter!

At this moment, Princess Jin was already tipsy. She pulled Liu Lang to the back hall. Because she hadn't changed her sweaty clothes, her body fragrance mixed with the scent of sweat, making Liu Lang's mind wander.

"Your Highness, forgive my impertinence, but what did Madam Pan mean just now? Did she say I was someone's son-in-law?"

Princess Jin smiled and said, "Sixth Prince, would you be willing to be the son-in-law of my Prince Jin's mansion?"

Sixth Prince was overjoyed, but also felt a sense of impending doom, and asked, "Your Highness, haven't you and Prince Jin not had any children yet?"

Princess Jin said, "But we have an adopted daughter! Speaking of which, this adopted daughter has a deep connection with our Zhao family; she is the biological daughter of the former Emperor Shizong."

"Ah?"

Sixth Prince exclaimed in surprise.

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of episode 8 of "Roaming the World": [Note]: The online version of the book is titled "A Noble Family's Romantic Journey." Taking advantage of Princess Jin's drunkenness, Yang Liulang first groped her under the guise of a massage, and then, while she was bathing, they spent time together! Yang Liulang learned from the Princess of Jin that Zhao Kuangyin had killed Zhao Ziming, the Prince of Runan. Taking advantage of this, Yang Liulang cultivated his own power base among high-ranking officials and flirted with many of their wives… Chapter One: The Dragon Spear Pierces the Princess of Jin's Back Chamber. The Princess of Jin looked at Liulang with a smile and said, “Liulang, didn’t you see it today? The Empress and those first-rank ladies of the court are all here to vet the Princess. You are truly blessed! Everyone has a very good impression of you and unanimously approves of this marriage. You must know, the Princess’s father was the former Emperor Shizong, who was the current Emperor’s sworn brother. It can be said that the Song Dynasty originally belonged to the Chai family, but unfortunately, Emperor Shizong died young…” Liulang knew that this Princess of Jin was, in a sense, Emperor Shizong’s sister-in-law, that is, the Princess’s maternal aunt. However, Liulang still didn’t understand how many children Emperor Shizong had, why the empire had fallen into Zhao Kuangyin’s hands, and where his Empress and Princess of Jin’s sister had gone after Emperor Shizong’s death. This led to the Prince of Chai being adopted by the Princess of Jin. Liu Lang couldn't ask the Princess of Jin about these issues yet, and could only keep them to himself for the time being. "Your Highness, I deeply regret the untimely death of Emperor Shizong. Otherwise, the Great Zhou would likely have already pacified the land, and the common people would no longer have to endure the chaos of war. I greatly admire Princess Chai, and hearing that Your Highness wishes to betroth her to me fills me with both joy and trepidation!" Princess Jin asked, "I understand your joy, but what are you trepidated about?" Liu Lang replied, "Your Highness, I am merely a sixth-rank military officer, an unknown soldier guarding the frontier. Compared to the princes and nobles of the capital, I am worlds apart. I fear I might be doing Princess a disservice." Princess Jin smiled, "Liu Lang, the Princess is not the kind of person who would covet wealth and glory. Besides, we already hold immense power; those princes and nobles are beneath her notice! The reason she likes you is because of your good character, your mastery of both literature and martial arts, and most importantly, your accurate assessment of the current situation and your talent for commanding thousands of troops. The future of the Great Song Dynasty depends on you, General. " Lang hurriedly knelt down and said, "Since Your Highness trusts me so much, I will do my utmost and swear to serve Your Highness and the Princess to the death..." Princess Jin was taken aback, then smiled faintly, "You are a military general of the Great Song Dynasty, receiving a salary from the Great Song court. Your loyalty is naturally to the Great Song court, not to me." Lang said, "But I believe the Great Song Dynasty actually usurped the throne from the Chai family. Your Highness is Emperor Shizong's sister-in-law, and the Princess is Emperor Shizong's daughter. I am a reasonable person." "In this life, I will only serve the Princess and the Princess. As for whom the Princess and the Princess choose to serve, I will not ask." Princess Jin said with satisfaction, "You are quite the smooth talker! Liu Lang, come here, let me take a good look at you." Liu Lang walked over upon hearing this. Princess Jin took Liu Lang's hand and looked him over from left to right. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him. She nodded repeatedly and said, "What a good child. How wonderful it would be if I had a son like you—but I am not so fortunate..." As she spoke, a look of sadness appeared on Princess Jin's face. Liu Lang was quick-witted and immediately knelt on one knee and said, "If the Princess does not mind, Liu Lang is willing to recognize the Princess as his godmother." Princess Jin was overjoyed upon hearing this. Her face showed shock and joy. She took Liu Lang's hand and asked, "Are you really willing to be my godson?" Liu Lang immediately kowtowed and said, "Godmother, please accept my bow." "Great, this is wonderful! I actually have a son!" Princess Jin was so happy she couldn't stop smiling. "Sixth Prince, get up quickly, come and sit with your mother." Seeing how much Princess Jin liked him, Sixth Prince went along with her wishes and sat down next to her. He said, "Godmother, you must be tired after playing football. Let me give you a massage." At this moment, Princess Jin was feeling the effects of the alcohol, and her eyes were blurry as she said, "What a thoughtful child. Then you can give your godmother a massage." Sixth Prince said gently, "Godmother, please lie down on the bed. You'll feel more comfortable if you lie down for the massage." At this moment, Princess Jin was completely limp. Her soft, fragrant body lay on the ivory bed, her face flushed, and her beautiful eyes slightly closed. Sixth Prince said softly, "Godmother, try to relax your body. I'm going to give you a massage." With that, Sixth Prince placed his hands on Princess Jin's thighs and gently massaged them. Princess Jin said, "Sixth Brother, you've worked hard." She slightly pulled her long, slender legs inward, tilted her head back, causing her high, firm breasts to thrust forward, and pursed her slightly upturned lips, her expression suggesting she was about to be whipped, arousing countless fantasies and desires. Sixth Brother gently stroked Princess Jin's long, slender legs, gazing at her stunningly beautiful face. He longed to immediately pin this alluring godmother down and ravage her, but he knew that Princess Jin was Zhao Guangyi's first wife, and unlike Madam Pan, she wasn't promiscuous. A slight misstep could lead to his death, so he decided to calm down and seduce her gradually.

Seeing that Princess Jin was breathing, Liu Lang whispered, "Godmother, are you comfortable?"

He asked twice, and seeing that Princess Jin didn't move, he was secretly pleased: she's asleep.

Looking at the sleeping Princess Jin, Liu Lang felt a little tempted, so he whispered, "Godmother, massaging through clothes is uncomfortable, and you can't clearly feel the pressure. Take your clothes off! It will be much more comfortable this way."

Seeing that Princess Jin didn't speak, Liu Lang added, "If you don't speak, it means you agree."

Liu Lang thought to himself: Looking at her blushing face, I wonder how long she'll stay drunk? And with Zhao Guangyi not home, this beautiful godmother must be very thirsty. Hehe, I'll take advantage of her for a while first.

Seeing Princess Jin lying on the ivory bed, like a lamb at his mercy, Liu Lang removed her wet, clinging silk robe, revealing a peach-colored bodice and white silk shorts underneath. When he saw the glimpse of snow-white silk, with its subtle hint of dark black, Liu Lang felt a surge of excitement and became erect.

Holding his breath and struggling to control himself, he reached out and stroked Princess Jin's jade-like legs

. His body trembled involuntarily; her skin was smooth, soft, and incredibly comfortable to the touch. Liu Lang didn't rush to enjoy her body, but instead gently and rhythmically massaged and pounded her legs.

Princess Jin, her face serene, slept soundly, completely unaware that she, a princess, was being wantonly touched by her newly adopted son.

At first, Liu Lang diligently massaged Princess Jin, from her jade-like legs to her slender waist. But in the end, he couldn't resist the unparalleled allure of her rounded buttocks, and couldn't help but gently stroke her vulva. The touch was so smooth and soft that it stirred Liu Lang

's heart. Seeing no reaction from Princess Jin, Liu Lang grew bolder, moving his hands deeper into her legs, pretending to massage her inner thighs, but secretly and intentionally touching her groin.

With Liu Lang's caresses, Princess Jin's body trembled slightly. Liu Lang could clearly see that the white silk between her legs was damp with a stain the size of an egg.

"She actually had an orgasm?"

Seeing this, Liu Lang became even more interested. One hand gently caressed between Princess Jin's legs, while the other involuntarily slipped inside her peach-colored bodice, kneading her high, soft breasts, finding them incredibly soft!

As Liu Lang was enthusiastically caressing the body of Princess Jin, footsteps sounded outside, followed by two maids entering. Liu Lang was startled and quickly withdrew his hands.

The two maids were also startled to see Princess Jin's half-naked body, but seeing Liu Lang earnestly massaging her, they understood what was going on.

Liu Lang said, "I'm massaging my godmother. Is there something you need?"

The two maids whispered, "The princess just instructed us to help her bathe."

Liu Lang said, "Oh," and added, "My godmother is very drunk right now. I'll help you carry her to the bath. You two lead the way."

The two maids led the way, and Liu Lang followed behind, carrying the unconscious Princess Jin to the rear hall for bathing.

After passing through the corridor, Liu Lang arrived at the rear hall, where he saw a jade bath in the center, steam rising from it, with wisps of mist rising from the water.

Seeing that the two young maids were about seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful faces and alluring figures, Liu Lang thought that the Prince of Jin's residence was full of beauties, with no ordinary women among them.

Liu Lang said, "Hurry up and help the Princess bathe. I'll wait outside."

After leaving the inner hall, Liu Lang first strolled around the vicinity, not going far. Seeing that it was very quiet, he guessed that the servants would not dare to trespass, so Liu Lang returned and hid behind the screen to spy on the Princess of Jin.

After Liu Lang left, the two young maids quickly took off their palace robes and undergarments, leaving only their bodice and underpants, revealing their curves and extremely alluring youthful bodies. Then they stepped forward to undress the Princess of Jin, and soon she was completely naked.

At this time, the Princess of Jin became slightly more conscious because of the maids undressing her, but she did not open her eyes.

Seeing this, the two young maids helped the Princess of Jin into the bath, and the Princess of Jin's white, jade-like body aroused Liu Lang's lust.

At this moment, the white jade bath was covered with flower petals, steam rising and mist swirling. The incomparably beautiful Princess Jin stood in the center of the bath, two maids beside her wearing only red bodices, carrying hot water to bathe her. Princess

Jin's waterfall-like black hair rippled in the water, a smile on her face, like a lotus emerging from the water, noble and ethereal, like a fairy from a celestial pool, untouched by worldly concerns. Her jade-like skin was slightly flushed by the steam, and the shimmering water revealed her exquisite curves, causing hearts to flutter.

Liu Lang swallowed hard, his mouth agape, and he frantically moved his head, trying to catch a glimpse of the beauty beneath the water.

The Princess Consort of Jin's flawless breasts stood proudly erect, her snow-white, jade-like skin highlighting the beauty of her pink nipples... Suddenly

, she slipped and fell into the bath, likely due to her extreme intoxication.

The two maids gasped in surprise and tried to help her, but they were too weak to hold her.

Liu Lang rushed over and helped the maids lift the Princess Consort from the bath.

Seeing her closed eyes and her breasts glistening with water droplets, Liu Lang couldn't help but swallow hard.

He scolded the two maids, "How could you be so careless?"

Although the two maids didn't know Liu Lang's identity, seeing him playing football with the Empress and Princess Consort that day, and now that he addressed the Princess Consort as his godmother, they dared not speak and could only lower their heads in silence.

Liu Lang said, "You may all leave! I'll help my godmother bathe! Look how drunk she is, if she falls and gets hurt, can you take responsibility?"

"Yes!"

The two maids were already eager to leave. Not to mention the unpleasant feeling of bathing a drunk princess, they were already blushing with embarrassment standing naked in front of Liu Lang. As soon as Liu Lang told them to leave, they immediately retreated.

At this moment, Liu Lang's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hands involuntarily reached towards the sacred peaks of Princess Jin, kneading the two pink buds on the peaks. After Liu Lang kneaded them for a few moments, the still drunk Princess Jin began to writhe her body uncontrollably, moaning softly.

Watching Princess Jin's fair body writhe before him, Liu Lang's breathing grew heavy. He lowered his head and sucked on her pink tongue, which lingered between their lips. Then, he raised his hand and gently stroked her hair and the skin on her back.

At this moment, Princess Jin regained some consciousness and said, "Liu Lang, I'm not drunk, help me up..."

As she spoke, she instinctively covered her exposed breasts with her hands.

Liu Lang embraced Princess Jin's voluptuous body and kissed her. When their lips met, Liu Lang immediately felt as if an electric current had touched his soul, making his whole body burn.

Liu Lang blew warm breath on her and whispered, "Mother, I'm massaging you, is it comfortable..."

As Princess Jin, still immersed in the passionate kiss, tried to open her eyes, Liu Lang suddenly pressed his lips to her ear and gently blew a breath.

"Ah...Sixth Prince, I feel so uncomfortable all over..."

Princess Jin trembled and said.

Sixth Prince held Princess Jin's ear in his mouth and licked it with his tongue. The sweet feeling spread from her ear to her whole body like waves.

Feeling Liu Lang's lips brush against her earlobe and his heavy breathing, the Princess Jin felt a ticklish sensation on her fair earlobe. She couldn't help but moan softly, her body going limp in Liu Lang's arms. She could clearly smell the masculine scent emanating from him, mixed with the smell of sweat. At the same time, she could clearly feel his hard penis pressing against her flat stomach.

At this moment, the Princess Jin felt her face flush red, her heart pounding, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, yearning to be touched. Her heart was filled with desire, and she couldn't resist Liu Lang's caresses.

Compared to the subtle massage Liu Lang had given her earlier, the pleasure he evoked now was more subtle, but in a way, this pleasure, lurking within her body and surging from her heart, created a more intense ecstasy for the Princess Jin.

Liu Lang's lips slowly kissed down from Princess Jin's ear, reaching her snow-white neck and soft shoulders. After a soft "sizzling" sound, his hot lips slid over her breasts, almost touching her hands that were protecting them.

"Oh..."

Princess Jin couldn't help but tilt her head back and moan. She could feel Liu Lang's lips moving over her body, causing her to tense up involuntarily. Although her hands were still wrapped around her breasts, they seemed to have lost their strength, merely symbolically placed there, as if they would immediately loosen at the slightest touch.

When Liu Lang's tongue touched Princess Jin's hands protecting her breasts, Princess Jin trembled all over. Her hands seemed about to collapse and fall away. However, Liu Lang's hot and sticky tongue did not immediately attack her breasts, but instead licked from her fingertips down her elbow to her armpit.

"Ah..."

At this moment, Princess Jin felt as if an electric current was passing through her body. Her body suddenly trembled, and she couldn't help but cry out.

Liu Lang's tongue, with its unintentional licking, unearthed previously unknown erogenous zones on Princess Jin's body. As his tongue licked inch by inch along her smooth, white arm, he gradually discovered these erogenous zones.

When Liu Lang's tongue reached Princess Jin's armpit, she couldn't help but scream, feeling as if she were melting. The wondrous and intense sensation was almost heavenly, a wave of pleasure instantly washing over her.

At this moment, Liu Lang lightly touched her right nipple with his tongue while pinching her left nipple between two fingers and shaking it.

Princess Jin could feel the engorged nipple, making her even more erect, causing her body to tremble, her head to sway from side to side, and her to scream. The desire hidden deep within her had been ignited, to the point of being uncontrollable.

Just as Princess Jin was about to descend into madness, Liu Lang's tongue suddenly left her breasts and slid swiftly down to her lower body, teasing the petals of her hidden valley. Princess Jin involuntarily tensed her lower body and raised her legs, trying to clamp Liu Lang's head between them, fearing his lips would leave her crevice.

When Liu Lang's tongue reached the clitoris within Princess Jin's honeyed depths and circled it, Princess Jin convulsed wildly as if in a spasm, the tingling yet pleasurable sensation rapidly washing over her.

Finally, Princess Jin let out a scream, and a gush of hot liquid spurted from her body.

At this moment, Liu Lang could no longer control his desire. He roared, drew his dragon spear, and thrust it directly into Princess Jin's wet honeyed cave…

Princess Jin's honeyed cave was filled with the flowing spring water from Liu Lang's dragon spear, causing her to part her jade legs in a frenzy of passion, allowing Liu Lang's dragon spear to penetrate even deeper.

Seeing this, Liu Lang thrust his hips forward with force, and his thick, powerful member plunged into the deepest part of her flower path with unstoppable momentum, beginning to thrust in and out relentlessly.

Princess Jin couldn't help but gasp softly, her hands gripping Liu Lang's back tightly. She was enduring a massive member beyond her capacity, a burning fire seemingly raging within her, a wave of pain and aching sensation coursing through her body, yet a sweet feeling mingled within her—a truly wondrous sensation.

At this moment, Liu Lang lowered his head and kissed Princess Jin's fragrant lips, pressing them tightly together. Then, Liu Lang's fiery tongue teased within her mouth, and finally, Princess Jin couldn't help but extend her own tongue, intertwining it with Liu Lang's. They continued this back-and-forth, teasing each other, arousing their inner desires.

Liu Lang kissed Princess Jin passionately, as if trying to absorb her body and soul into his own. His hands caressed her naked skin wantonly, and then Liu Lang thrust his dragon spear in and out forcefully. Because Princess Jin's flower path was soft, smooth, and hot, it seemed to have a life of its own, tightly enveloping his dragon spear, giving Liu Lang unparalleled pleasure.

"So full...so full...ah...I can feel it...you're inside me...I want you...fuck me to death..."

Princess Jin's seductive moans were like an aphrodisiac, igniting Liu Lang's desire, making him frantically thrust his thick dragon spear into Princess Jin.

Princess Jin could feel the strange excitement inside her, and she couldn't help but moan and scream, twisting her body to meet Liu Lang's thrusts.

At this moment, Princess Jin's pretty face was flushed, and her whole body was covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat. Liu Lang was captivated by her seductive appearance and thrust even faster. The sounds of thrusting, slapping, groaning, and heavy breathing mingled together, filling the inner palace with an atmosphere of debauchery. After a long and intense physical struggle, Princess Jin groaned, her body convulsing violently before going limp. Liu Lang lowered his head to kiss Princess Jin's breasts, one hand climbing up her smooth, jade-like flesh, while the

other hand traced circles on her flat stomach. His dragon spear began to thrust wildly, each thrust penetrating her core. Under the thrusting of the dragon spear, Princess Jin felt incredibly comfortable. Waves of pleasure emanated from their joined bodies, and she couldn't help but moan, mingling with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, creating a cacophony of lewd sounds... Liu Lang pressed down on Princess Jin, panting as he thrust his hips, the dragon spear pumping faster and faster within her. "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!" he declared, before ejaculating his semen, his seven primordial true energy successfully entering Princess Jin's body. After a while, Liu Lang released Princess Jin with great satisfaction. He dressed first, then washed Princess Jin's private parts with clean water before calling in the two maids. The three of them carried Princess Jin back to her chambers, the two maids staying with her while Liu Lang waited outside. It wasn't until dusk that Princess Jin sobered up. When she opened her eyes, she felt a terrible headache. She vaguely remembered what had happened after she got drunk, and a sense of panic washed over her. She had a nagging feeling that it wasn't real, yet she also felt it was. She asked, "Peach Blossom, Little Lotus, what happened to me just now?" The two maids replied, "Your Highness, this afternoon you got drunk, and we helped you bathe." Earlier, Liu Lang had instructed the two maids not to tell Princess Jin about him helping her bathe. Although the two maids suspected something had happened between Liu Lang and Princess Jin, neither dared to interfere, so they followed Liu Lang's instructions and concealed the details. Princess Jin thought: I must have drunk too much and had a hallucination. I actually had intercourse with a man in my dream, and even had several orgasms! How embarrassing! Thank goodness it wasn't real. "I'm thirsty, could you please make me a cup of tea?" "Godmother, I've already made the tea for you," said Liu Lang, carrying in the tea that had been prepared beforehand. Princess Jin was touched by this and said, "Hmm, my godson is so thoughtful. You may leave now; tell the kitchen to prepare dinner."

While massaging Princess Jin's head, Liu Lang asked, "Godmother, when will Prince Jin return?"

Princess Jin replied, "His Highness personally went to Waqiao Pass to persuade Cheng Shijie, a high-ranking official of the Northern Han, to surrender to the Song Dynasty. He sent a letter recently saying that things were almost done, and Cheng Shijie was likely to raise an army and change his allegiance to the Song Dynasty soon. Yesterday, the Song Empress said that the war in the northern frontier had been quelled, and Cheng Shijie had killed Liu Jun of the Northern Han. Therefore, the Emperor bestowed upon him the title of Marquis of Taiyuan, and His Highness is also returning to the capital."

Liu Lang thought to himself: This Zhao Guangyi is indeed formidable. Although he is a civil official, his methods surpass those of his elder brother. I didn't expect him to subdue the Northern Han so quickly. It's much easier than our Yang family's conquest of the Chu Kingdom. It seems I must be wary of him.

"Godmother, Sixth Prince wishes to see my Fourth Sister, is that alright?"

Princess Jin thought for a moment and said, "Logically speaking, your Fourth Sister is a Noble Consort, not someone you can just see casually. However, our relationship is special; you are her younger brother, and Prince Jin is the Emperor's younger brother. I'll take you to the palace another day."

Sixth Prince was secretly delighted and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Godmother."

Princess Jin smiled warmly and said, "Sixth Prince, after dinner, I'll let you see someone."

Chapter Two: Palace Taboos

The person Princess Jin wanted Sixth Prince to see was none other than Princess Chai.

Princess Chai was dressed in a pure white cloud-like gown, her stunningly beautiful face glowing with a faint blush. Her cloud-like hair, adorned with a jade hairpin, cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, the black pearl on the hairpin shimmering against her dark hair, and her alluring curves could be seen beneath her clothes.

At this moment, Princess Chai smiled slightly at Sixth Prince, instantly igniting Sixth Prince's affections.

After Princess Jin left, only Liu Lang and Princess Chai remained in the room.

Liu Lang looked at Princess Chai, his heart pounding with excitement, and said in a trembling voice, "Princess, we meet again, and under such circumstances."

Princess Chai smiled and said, "General, Princess Jin is my aunt. She adopted you as her godson, so we are now family."

Liu Lang asked, "Princess, did my godmother tell you that she intends to betroth you to me?"

Princess Chai blushed and said, "General, do you think I am worthy of you?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang stood up, grasped Princess Chai's hand, and said, "Princess, I have long admired you, and I deeply admire Emperor Shizong's policies of governance. It's just a pity that Emperor Shizong died young. Even now, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun still fall into the hands of barbarians, but the Song Emperor doesn't try to reclaim the land and save..." "The people are in peril, yet he only thinks of consolidating his power, fearing that military men will seize his throne. He only thinks of himself, not the world—this is the difference between Emperor Taizu of Song and Emperor Shizong of Chai."

Hearing Liu Lang's defense of Emperor Shizong, Princess Chai said, "It's a pity my father's ambitions cannot be fulfilled, and I am but a woman..."

Liu Lang said affectionately, "Princess, let me fulfill Emperor Shizong's last wish!"

Princess Chai looked at Liu Lang, her eyes filled with joy and trust, and nodded, saying, "General, the fate of the Great Zhou rests entirely on your shoulders."

Saying this, Princess Chai leaned against Liu Lang, who, seeing this, let her rest on his broad shoulders.

Liu Lang said softly, "I am deeply grateful for the Princess's favor; even in death, I will not betray your kindness."

Princess Chai smiled gently and said, "With your words, General, I am at ease."

At this moment, the moonlight outside the window shone brightly, casting its clear glow upon the earth.

Liu Lang reached out and embraced Princess Chai's slender waist, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her body. Feeling somewhat lightheaded, he glanced at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help but recite: "When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in hand, I ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace? I long to ride the wind and return, yet I fear the jade towers and crystal palaces are too cold at such heights. I dance with my shadow, how can it compare to being in the mortal world? The moon turns through the red pavilion, shines low through the painted windows, illuminating my sleeplessness. There should be no resentment, yet why is the moon always full when we are apart? People have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, just as the moon has its phases of waxing and waning; such things have always been imperfect. I only wish that we may live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart."

After speaking, Liu Lang couldn't help but sigh: the princess seemed to be Chang'e in the Moon Palace, unattainable and beyond his reach.

"General, what are you thinking about?"

Liu Lang looked at Princess Chai's beautiful face and said, "Princess, I came here to save you. It's like a myth; sometimes even I don't believe it."

Princess Chai smiled sweetly and said, "General, you jest."

Looking at Princess Chai's alluring appearance, Liu Lang's heart fluttered. He lowered his head and kissed her red, cherry-like lips, savoring their alluring fragrance.

Princess Chai shyly twisted her body, trying to push Liu Lang away, but her strength seemed powerless in front of him, and she soon quieted down.

Princess Chai's half-hearted twisting only aroused Liu Lang's desire. He pressed one hand down on her buttocks, gently caressing her full hips. Even through her silk skirt, Liu Lang could clearly feel the smoothness.

Princess Chai's starry eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, making her appear even more alluring. She breathed softly, her breasts heaving, and beads of sweat glistened on her delicate nose.

The bright moonlight shone through the window onto her pretty face, enhancing her jade-like beauty and adding to her ethereal, otherworldly, and mysterious charm.

Liu Lang was captivated by her beauty. He embraced her, gently nibbling her small earlobe, intoxicated by her musky, orchid-like fragrance.

After a long while, Liu Lang took a deep breath, his gaze inadvertently lingering on Princess Chai's jade-like neck, where he saw a breathtaking sight.

Through the slightly open neckline of her dress, Liu Lang could see her snow-white breasts, and beneath her undergarments, the deep cleavage was faintly visible.

Liu Lang's eyes blazed with lust, and he couldn't resist reaching out to touch Princess Chai's bodice, caressing her proudly erect breasts through her clothes. The smooth, soft texture was intoxicating.

Princess Chai trembled instantly, gasped, and immediately pushed away Liu Lang's wicked hand. Her pretty face flushed crimson, making her look exquisitely beautiful.

Liu Lang realized his lapse in decorum, thinking: "The princess before me is an untouchable woman, like a fairy. How can she be compared to those harlots? I was so rude."

"Princess, I couldn't control myself, I'm so sorry."

The princess shook her head and smiled bitterly, "General, I don't blame you, but I'll be yours sooner or later, you don't need to rush. A true man should have ambitions for the world, not be intoxicated by pleasure. If you truly care for me, then help me restore the Great Zhou."

Liu Lang's heart surged with emotion, and he said, "Liu Lang swears to serve the princess with his life."

When Liu Lang looked at Princess Chai, he saw her lightning-like gaze and felt a sense of familiarity. Moreover, it wasn't the first time he had seen it, and most people wouldn't have such a terrifying gaze. Liu Lang couldn't help but murmur, "Ming Ge?"

Princess Chai smiled slightly and said, "General, you recognized me!"

Liu Lang was overjoyed and said, "Are you really Ming Ge?"

Princess Chai didn't answer, but slowly walked to the door of the inner room and said, "General, please wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

Liu Lang nodded and watched Princess Chai enter the room, his heart filled with joy: She really is Chai Ming Ge! The Chai Mingge of Black Wind Stronghold, who possesses astonishing and unparalleled martial arts, is actually Princess Chai! I'm so stupid, I should have realized that Chai Mingge is a woman long ago. Before I transmigrated, wasn't the familiar face I saw sealed by the Thousand-Year Spirit Curse at the bottom of Yishui Lake the one right in front of me?

While Liu Lang was lost in thought, Princess Chai had already changed her clothes and appeared in front of Liu Lang.

Liu Lang stared in disbelief at Princess Chai, his eyes fixed solely on her.

She had changed into a moon-white brocade robe embroidered with purple threads, her hair styled in a high, coiled dragon bun, adorned with a jade phoenix hairpin. A captivating fragrance emanated from her, filling the entire room.

Her stunningly beautiful face, her delicate, snow-white neck, her sculpted shoulders, her full breasts, her slender waist, and her long, shapely legs created a perfect spectacle.

Princess Chai held a red-starred fan, which Liu Lang knew concealed a powerful weapon. Her every gesture exuded an air of noble elegance, her smooth, fair skin radiating a rosy glow. Most unforgettable were her bright, clear eyes, gleaming with a lightning-like light that chilled the heart.

Princess Chai's noble and elegant temperament was unparalleled. Her misty, beautiful eyes were ethereal, like a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water, impossible to fathom. Liu Lang didn't know what kind of beauty this was, because it was indescribable. He only knew that from this moment on, her every move, every smile, was forever etched in his heart. Her beauty was enough to shock anyone, but what shocked Liu Lang was not only her beauty, but also that familiar feeling, a feeling that he would never forget even after a thousand lifetimes.

"Ming Ge?"

"General, it's me."

Liu Lang couldn't help but grasp Princess Chai's hand, and his hand began to tremble, for it was not only a pair of fair and smooth hands, but also hands that could wield a peerless divine weapon to slay demons and monsters. He said, "Princess, I am willing to dedicate my life to you."

Princess Chai said softly, "With your words, I am content."

Liu Lang embraced Princess Chai, the faint fragrance wafting into his nose, and felt her soft body.

Liu Lang looked down and saw Princess Chai with her eyes slightly closed. Her graceful figure, clad in a moon-white brocade robe, was alluring, her breasts rising and falling with her breath. Her stunning face, now less seductive, possessed a refined elegance and poise, like a goddess under the moon—beautiful, elegant, and mysterious.

Gazing at Princess Chai's flower-like lips, Liu Lang could

n't resist kissing her. The soft, smooth touch made Liu Lang instinctively slip his tongue into her mouth, seeking even sweeter flavors. The fresh, delicate fragrance and rich aroma intoxicated him, his tongue pressing against hers, sucking at the exquisite nectar.

After a tender moment of intimacy, Princess Chai said, "General, to be honest, tonight I came to bid you farewell..."

"What?"

Liu Lang felt a pang of disappointment. "We've only just met, and we have to part again?"

Princess Chai said, "I must return to Ice Wolf Mountain as soon as possible, or a great calamity will befall the world."

Liu Lang asked in astonishment, "What is it?"

Princess Chai frowned and slowly said, "Back then, to eliminate the Star Demon Lord who was ravaging the world, the God of Light fought the Star Demon Lord at the Seven Star Altar, resulting in both being severely injured. Before his death, the God of Light told my father that he and the Star Demon Lord both possessed indestructible golden bodies and would be reincarnated sooner or later. To prevent the Star Demon Lord from being reborn, the God of Light used the Burning Heaven Stone to suppress the Star Demon Lord." The demonic soul of the Star Demon Lord was imprisoned beneath the perpetually snow-covered Ice Wolf Mountain. My master, Lan Yutang, the former leader of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Control Sect, a close friend of the Bright God, and the sworn brother of Emperor Shizong, took on the duty of guarding the Star Demon Lord without hesitation. He promised the Bright God that as long as he had a breath left, he would not allow the Star Demon Lord to return to life before the Bright God. Before this, my master had already encountered danger three times, but he had always managed to escape unscathed. And in a while, the Star Demon Lord's demonic soul would cause trouble again, so I must rush back to help my master immediately.”

Liu Lang couldn't understand what Princess Chai was saying for a moment. The Bright God? The Star Demon Lord? Those seemed to be things far away from him, but Liu Lang was certain of one thing: Princess Chai was leaving him. This made Liu Lang very reluctant to part with her, so he held Princess Chai's hands tightly and refused to let go.

Princess Chai smiled and said, "General, if you truly care for me, you should understand me and help me. Don't just think of yourself; think of the people. I must return to help my master."

Liu Lang smiled bitterly and said, "If love between two people is destined to last, why should they be together every day? Princess, would you like me to go with you?"

The princess shook her head and said, "The court needs you more. Liu Lang, you should know that with my abilities, even ten Zhao Kuangyins wouldn't be enough for me to kill. But I didn't kill him because the Song Dynasty is a continuation of the Zhou Dynasty's rule. I have feelings for the people and the officials. The world is not yet at peace. To the south are the Southern Tang and Wuyue, to the west is the Later Shu, and to the north are the Khitan and Uyghurs. If I kill Zhao Kuangyin, the country will surely descend into chaos. Therefore, a virtuous and respected ruler must ascend the throne to consolidate the empire." " No matter how high my martial arts skills are, I am still just a woman. I cannot command the respect of the people. If the world falls into chaos, the Khitan will have an opportunity to invade the Central Plains. Wouldn't I become a sinner for all time?"

Liu Lang nodded and said, "Your Highness is concerned about the country and its people. I truly admire you. But what do you plan to do about letting that old villain Zhao Kuangyin sit on the throne so easily?"

Princess Chai said, "We need to slowly erode his power. When the time is right, we will overthrow him. Then the country will be stable, and there will be no more trouble. So, Liu Lang, you must consolidate your position in the court as soon as possible. Now that my aunt has adopted you as her godson, you can use your relationship with Prince Jin to build your own power and connections in the court. Do you understand, Liu Lang?"

Liu Lang nodded and said, "Your Highness, I understand. Don't worry."

Liu Lang did not expect that Princess Chai would leave in such a hurry.

That night, Princess Chai prepared a fast horse and set off for Ice Wolf Mountain.

Princess Jin and Liu Lang saw Princess Chai off from the palace.

Princess Chai said to Princess Jin, "Aunt, after I leave, I'll trouble you to take care of Liu Lang. I've already decided that Liu Lang is my husband, so you must treat him as you would treat me."

Princess Jin said with tears in her eyes, "Mingge, don't worry! I will definitely treat Liu Lang well. When will you come back? How is my sister?"

Princess Chai gazed at the distant sky with her deep eyes and sighed softly, "My mother's health hasn't been very good lately, so I dared not bring her to the capital. I will return as soon as possible after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Aunt, Liu Lang, farewell!"

After saying that, Princess Chai leaped onto her horse and quickly departed.

Liu Lang watched Princess Chai's figure disappear from sight before accompanying Princess Jin back to the Prince's residence.

Liu Lang couldn't help but ask, "Godmother, is the Princess's mother still alive? I heard my father say that Empress Fu committed suicide after Emperor Shizong's death?"

Princess Jin replied, "My sister is still alive, but I don't know where she is. Mingge didn't tell me either. However, I heard from Mingge that my sister suffered a mental breakdown after her brother-in-law's death. She was later rescued by a loyal minister of the Great Zhou and has been living in seclusion in a secluded paradise. To be honest, I miss her very much, but I don't know when I will see her again..."

That night, Liu Lang almost couldn't sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of Princess Chai. He had never thought about anyone so deeply before.

Liu Lang thought a lot. He knew that the Zhao brothers, Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi, were both ruthless and adept at manipulating power, but perhaps not so skilled in warfare. Thinking to herself, "The princess wants me to help her manage the court, so I must make good use of my current connections. Ideally, I should be able to control the emperor and command the other lords, so that I can mobilize the Song army to unify the country and bring peace and prosperity to the people."

The next day, Princess Jin and Liu Lang came to the palace to see Empress Song. After receiving Empress Song's permission, Princess Jin stayed to talk with her, while Dongfang Ziyu took Liu Lang to see Yang Sijie.

After leading Liu Lang through the palace, Dongfang Ziyu saw a small river ahead, with dozens of imperial guards patrolling. On the opposite bank of the river was a bamboo forest, and they could hear the beautiful sound of a zither coming from afar.

Hearing this, Liu Lang quickened his pace, passing through the bamboo grove ahead. There stood a low wall with plum blossom-patterned brickwork, two phoenixes perched on a peony flower, forming a beautiful moon-shaped gate. Inside was a garden with artificial hills and rocks, shaped like white stones or crystal, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants—a scene of celestial beauty, unlike anything on earth.

From afar, Liu Lang saw a beautiful woman in a long white gauze dress sitting on the ground, a long ribbon tied around her waist. In the gentle breeze, it gave her an ethereal, otherworldly air. She wore a white teardrop-shaped necklace, which complemented the white jade pearl earrings on her ears. She was intently playing a zither.

Seeing Yang Si Jie's focused expression, Liu Lang didn't disturb her. Instead, he quietly approached her and stood to the side, watching her.

Although Liu Lang couldn't understand the tune Yang Si Jie was playing, he loved listening to anything she played.

Liu Lang gazed at Yang Si Jie, admiring her exquisite features. Her alluring lips, tinged with a faint crimson, seemed to invite one to savor their flavor. Her cheeks, though unadorned, possessed a rosy glow, making her appear delicate and beautiful. The skin on her neck was as white as snow, almost translucent. Her flowing eyes further enhanced her charming and gentle allure.

After Yang Si Jie finished playing her piece, Liu Lang quickly stepped forward and called out, "Si Jie."

Yang Si Jie looked up and saw Liu Lang. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy, tears welled in her eyes. She said, "Liu Lang..."

Liu Lang touched Yang Si Jie's slender hand and smiled, "Si Jie, you played so beautifully! What's the name of this piece?"

Yang Si Jie smiled and said, "Liu Lang, you've come to see your sister!"

At that moment, Liu Lang and Yang Si Jie embraced tightly. The tears Yang Si Jie shed soon soaked Liu Lang's shoulder.

Dongfang Ziyu said to Liulang, "Liulang, you and Mengluo haven't seen each other for many days, so chat a little longer!"

Liulang turned around and said, "Master, I miss you too!"

Dongfang Ziyu said, "If you miss your master, I can leave the palace to see you, but Mengluo is getting married to the Emperor on the third day of next month..."

At this point, Dongfang Ziyu choked up a little, sighed, and said, "Liulang, spend some time with your fourth sister. She's been in a bad mood these days."

After Dongfang Ziyu left, Liulang sat down next to Yang Sijie and took her hand affectionately, saying, "Fourth sister, you've suffered these days. You've gotten so thin."

Yang Sijie smiled bitterly and said, "Liulang, it's because I'm not used to life in the palace. I should get better after a while. Don't worry about me."

Liulang knew that Yang Sijie was comforting him, and he felt another pang of emotion. He said, "Fourth sister, I'm sorry you've suffered." "

Liulang, have a cup of tea."

After saying that, Yang Sijie bent down to pour water.

At this moment, Yang Sijie's hand reached towards the table, her body slightly bent, making her curves even more alluring.

"Fourth Sister!"

Seeing this, Liu Lang embraced Yang Sijie from behind, placing his hands on her flat stomach and gently kneading it.

When Liu Lang embraced Yang Sijie, she didn't pay attention at first, but when Liu Lang further caressed her full buttocks, she realized Liu Lang's wicked intentions.

"Liu Lang, don't do this! This is the palace, I am the Imperial Noble Consort, we can't..."

Yang Sijie didn't expect that her weak resistance would only arouse Liu Lang's desire even more.

Liu Lang's large hand, embracing Yang Si Jie, caressed her lower abdomen wantonly. He then placed another hand on her breasts, kneading them through her clothes, and breathed into her ear, causing her to feel hot all over. She slumped into Liu Lang's arms, panting softly, "Liu Lang, don't...don't touch me, we're in the palace!"

At this moment, Liu Lang grasped her breasts, which were too large to be held in one hand, and began to vigorously knead them, causing them to change shape in his hands. His other hand caressed her waist and abdomen. He whispered in her ear, "Fourth Sister! My dear sister, I love you, I want you! I never want you to leave my side again, never wanting to be separated from me day and night. Sister, your body is so beautiful! I don't care if this is the palace, I want you now."

At this moment, Yang Sijie's face was flushed, so red it seemed to bleed, and she gasped softly, "Sixth Brother, you must calm down!"

Suddenly, Yang Sijie's body trembled as Sixth Brother kissed her neck, his tongue lightly touching the fair skin on the back of her neck, the tingling sensation making her weak all over.

Sixth Brother's lips slowly moved up from the back of Yang Sijie's neck to behind her ear, then he licked her soft earlobe a few times with his tongue. Suddenly, Sixth Brother opened his mouth and bit Yang Sijie's earlobe, gently sucking on it, causing Yang Sijie to shudder and involuntarily moan softly, her voice trembling slightly.

As Liu Lang gently turned Yang Si Jie's body around, her clothes were parted to the sides, revealing her proud breasts. Her snow-white, full breasts trembled with her breath, the two nipples like dazzling rubies. Liu Lang couldn't resist flicking one of her nipples with his finger, causing Yang Si Jie to gasp softly and tremble slightly. At this moment,

Yang Si Jie's eyes were filled with allure. She reached out and hugged Liu Lang's neck, her upper body leaning back slightly, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back, revealing her seductive curves.

"Si Jie!"

Liu Lang's eyes widened, his lower body throbbing. He lowered his head and kissed Yang Si Jie's lips, his tongue quickly entering her mouth, swirling freely. Her smooth, delicate tongue also extended, being sucked by Liu Lang, their saliva mingling, their tongues intertwining.

"Sixth Brother, do you dare take me in the palace?"

Yang Sijie's words further fueled the desire within Sixth Brother.

Upon hearing this, Sixth Brother's eyes almost blazed with fire. He slipped his hands under Yang Sijie's armpits, around her slender waist, and with a slight effort, lifted her up and placed her on the table.

Yang Sijie's legs were tightly wrapped around Sixth Brother's strong waist, her upper body pressed against his chest, allowing him to squeeze her full breasts, sending a tingling sensation through her entire body.

Yang Sijie's face was flushed, her body weak and limp. She said, "Sixth Brother, is this the position? You have to hurry! I don't want anyone to see."

Sixth Brother slightly raised his upper body, then buried his head in Yang Sijie's deep cleavage, the strong scent of her body mixed with the faint fragrance of her after-bath.

Yang Sijie could feel Liulang's hot lips pressed against her chest, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She held Liulang's head, letting him kiss her full, proud breasts to his heart's content.

Yang Sijie felt waves of pleasure surging through her body, making her feel incredibly hot. A feeling of emptiness and unbearable unease rose in her heart, and she gasped softly, "You... ah... bad... man... harder... ah..."

Liulang kissed Yang Sijie's breasts harder and harder, and began to bite them with his teeth, causing Yang Sijie to furrow her brows slightly and let out soft "hmm, hmm" breaths.

At this moment, Liu Lang took Yang Si Jie's right nipple into his mouth, biting it lightly and heavily with his teeth, while one hand pinched the other nipple. His other hand wasn't idle either, sliding down her snow-white waist to her crotch, rubbing back and forth against her already wet private parts. Yang Si Jie

's body was simultaneously attacked by Liu Lang; her cheeks burned, her breathing became rapid, and a burning passion raged within her. She trembled and said, "No...you...you...ah...um..."

Suddenly, one of Liu Lang's fingers inserted into Yang Si Jie's private parts and began to stir, making her feel as if her whole body was on fire. She could only writhe in discomfort, panting, "You...your hands, don't do that..."

Liu Lang lifted Yang Si Jie's delicate body, and immediately his erect penis plunged into her private parts.

Yang Si Jie's treasured organ was so tight and warm, the layers of enveloping it made Liu Lang groan with pleasure: "Si Jie, it feels so good."

At this moment, being penetrated by Liu Lang's erect penis, and in the palace no less, Yang Si Jie opened her mouth wide as if struck by lightning, but no sound came out. Her flushed face gained a touch of rosy hue, and her delicate body trembled incessantly, swallowed up by the tidal wave of pleasure!

Although Yang Si Jie was mentally prepared, the feeling of being about to burst made her dizzy. Waves of pleasure spread from between her legs throughout her body, making her exhale a long breath. Her body was taut, and fragrant sweat seeped from her face, neck, breasts, and even her whole body.

At this moment, Yang Sijie's starry eyes were hazy, her allure was deep, and a bewitching pink hue rose on her body. She couldn't help but raise her pink buttocks high, and occasionally twisted her body to welcome the thrusts of the dragon spear.

Liu Lang was even more excited. He held Yang Sijie's smooth, jade-like legs, and the dragon spear vigorously went in and out of Yang Sijie's tight, exquisite body.

After a long time, Yang Sijie's jade legs suddenly straightened, then her knees bent back, and then her lower legs straightened again, repeating the same action until her legs hung limply at Liu Lang's waist. She then said weakly, "Liu Lang, you've killed me."

"Liu Lang, Meng Luo, you two have a lot of nerve. This is the imperial palace!"

Liu Lang looked up when he heard this and saw Dongfang Ziyu walking slowly from outside the moon-shaped courtyard gate.

At this moment, Liu Lang withdrew his dragon spear from Yang Si Jie's body, but instead of putting on his clothes, he asked, "Master, you know about what happened between Si Jie and me?"

Dongfang Ziyu, dressed in a pure white palace gown, displayed her graceful figure and alluring curves. Her hair was styled into a high bun, adorned with a white jade hairpin, and a string of crystal-clear pearls dangled from her left cheek, giving her an air of nobility.

Dongfang Ziyu slowly walked up to Liu Lang, looked at the shy Yang Si Jie, and said to him, "Of course, Meng Luo told me everything. These past few days, she's been thinking about you constantly. Otherwise, would I be standing outside keeping watch for you? Now that you're done, quickly put away your naughty thing."

Liu Lang didn't do as Dongfang Ziyu said. Instead, he took advantage of her inattention and hugged her, saying, "Master, but Liu Lang's dragon spear hasn't been fired yet, and Si Jie is already exhausted. Why don't you help Si Jie?" "Come on!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ziyu's face hardened. "Sixth Brother, you're too presumptuous! You even want to tease your master?"

Sixth Brother quickly replied, "Master, I'm not teasing you, I'm loving you. Fourth Sister has only been in the palace for less than ten days, and she's already so haggard. It breaks my heart to see her like that! And then I think about how you've been in this palace for almost ten years, so you must have suffered more than Fourth Sister! That's why I must relieve your suffering."

As he spoke, Sixth Brother's large hand slipped under Dongfang Ziyu's palace dress and directly grasped her two full breasts.

Dongfang Ziyu exclaimed, "Ah!" "You little rascal, are you serious?"

Sixth Brother said affectionately, "Master, I know you're very lonely inside, so let me love you! I think Fourth Sister would also like me to do this."

Fourth Sister Yang snorted, "You little rascal, you just bully us."

Sixth Brother chuckled and continued to violate Dongfang Ziyu's breasts.

Under Liu Lang's relentless caresses, Dongfang Ziyu was already losing control. After their passionate encounter at Millennium Lake, she couldn't forget the joy of being with him. Later, she was ordered to return to the capital, and hadn't had another chance with him. Now that she finally had the opportunity, how could she let it slip by! "Master," Liu Lang pleaded,

"I've recently mastered the Seven Elements True Qi to the fourth level. Please let me try it on you." Dongfang Ziyu blushed and said, "Liu Lang, that Seven Elements True Qi is like a golden snake covering the heart! If I'm affected by your Seven Elements True Qi, I'm afraid I'll never be able to get rid of you, you little rascal, for the rest of my life." Liu Lang vowed, "I will love Master for all eternity." Hearing this, and already harboring feelings for Liu Lang, Dongfang Ziyu's heart trembled slightly, and her body went limp. She let Liu Lang do as he pleased, her lower lip pressed tightly together, her face flushed an alluring pink. Dongfang Ziyu leaned against Liu Lang, her slender hand gripping his dragon spear. Her uniquely elegant beauty—her fragrant shoulders, fair back, slender waist, and rounded hips—exuded unparalleled allure, becoming an eternal sight in Liu Lang's eyes. Strands of her hair and palace attire flowed gracefully from her palace-style bun, as if about to drift away with the wind. Her ethereal and otherworldly beauty inspired an impulse to worship and revere her, yet she was not a celestial being, but a goddess on earth. "Master!" Looking at Dongfang Ziyu's unparalleled grace, Liu Lang felt a powerful urge to conquer her. He wanted this incredibly powerful and incomparably beautiful woman to lie in his arms, to be loved and cherished at will. This thought quickly swelled in Liu Lang's mind, finally becoming a firm belief—to conquer her! Looking at the sturdy dragon spear in her hand, Dongfang Ziyu said, "Sixth Brother, you've cultivated the Seven Elements True Qi to the fourth level so quickly! It's unbelievable. There must be many women with martial arts skills cultivating with you, right?" Sixth Brother chuckled and said, "Yes! My fourth sister and I have been cultivating all along the way." Upon hearing this, Fourth Sister Yang angrily said, "You little rascal, how could you betray your sister!" As she spoke, Fourth Sister Yang was about to hit Sixth Brother, but unexpectedly, Sixth Brother caught her and pressed her and Dongfang Ziyu down onto the grass... On the soft grass in front of the stone table, Sixth Brother pressed Dongfang Ziyu and Fourth Sister Yang down, forcing them to turn their backs to him and stick out their round, snowy buttocks. Then, Sixth Brother lifted Dongfang Ziyu's skirt up to her waist, his large hands caressing her fragrant buttocks, his heart already burning with desire... "Mmm!" Dongfang Ziyu let out a soft moan. She could feel the heat emanating from Liulang's large hands, burning her body and causing her to writhe involuntarily. She asked, "Liulang, what do you want?" Liulang chuckled, "Master, I want to try. Can dual cultivation with you improve my skills?" Dongfang Ziyu smiled wryly and punched Liulang's chest hard, saying, "You little rascal, I know many methods of absorbing yang to replenish yin. Aren't you afraid of playing with fire and getting burned if you want to dual cultivate with me?" Liulang was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, "To die under the peony flower is to die romantically! Even if all my skills are absorbed by Master, I won't regret it." Dongfang Ziyu swayed her jade-like hips and said, "Then let me show you how powerful Master is." Dongfang Ziyu's seductive words ignited the lust within Liulang. "Master, why don't you marry me too? That way we can cultivate together every day." Dongfang Ziyu snorted, giving Liu Lang a charmingly reproachful look, and said, "You have a point, but don't get too excited yet. There are conditions to my marriage to you!" Liu Lang wrapped his arms around Dongfang Ziyu's slender waist, caressing her smooth, jade-like skin. The faint fragrance emanating from her body was intoxicating. Gazing at Dongfang Ziyu's alluring face, Liu Lang's boundless passion instantly melted into tenderness. His eyes filled with deep affection, he said, "Master, marrying me is my greatest blessing in this life. I will cherish you dearly for the rest of my life." Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ziyu's beautiful eyes became misty, her heart filled with deep emotion.

At this moment, Liu Lang's hands cupped Dongfang Ziyu's plump buttocks, kneading them vigorously. His erect penis rubbed against her long legs through her clothes.

Soon, Liu Lang's penis trembled, a tingling sensation spreading throughout his body. Although there was a layer of fabric between them, Dongfang Ziyu's captivating body almost made Liu Lang ejaculate. He gasped, "Master, I love you to death."

With that, Liu Lang pulled off Dongfang Ziyu's underpants, cupped her full buttocks, kissed her fair neck, aimed his penis at her honeyed entrance, and then thrust in forcefully.

Dongfang Ziyu let out a soft moan, "Ah, you little rascal, how can you be so cruel to your master!"

"Master!"

Dongfang Ziyu's exquisite body trembled under Liu Lang's thrusts, her breasts and buttocks forming a breathtaking arc.

Liu Lang, embracing Dongfang Ziyu's round buttocks, thrust wildly, each stroke reaching the deepest part of her body. The intoxicating pleasure made Liu Lang groan involuntarily.

Dongfang Ziyu's pink face and constant moans further fueled Liu Lang's passion, as he rampaged through her honeyed depths.

At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu lay limp before Liu Lang, her skin already pink. Her buttocks, pert from kneeling, were covered in tiny beads of sweat. Slowly, sweat, nectar, and semen mixed together, leaving her crotch a mess.

Liu Lang pressed down on Dongfang Ziyu's soft body, his hot tongue licking the sweat on her back. He could feel the rhythmic contractions beginning within Dongfang Ziyu's honeyed depths, the hot flesh tightly enveloping his dragon spear.

Knowing that Dongfang Ziyu was about to climax, Liu Lang forcefully thrust his dragon spear all the way in, grinding and squeezing against her clitoris, causing Dongfang Ziyu to let out a groan that sounded almost painful. Her jade hands tightly gripped Yang Sijie's wrist, and her body tensed up instantly

. Seeing this, Yang Sijie gently kneaded Dongfang Ziyu's breasts with her other jade hand, carefully watching Liu Lang's swollen dragon spear move in and out of Dongfang Ziyu's honey hole. Then,

Dongfang Ziyu trembled all over and gushed out hot love fluid. Dongfang Ziyu groaned, and her honey hole writhed and contracted, letting Liu Lang know that Dongfang Ziyu had climaxed. He then pressed his hands on her shoulders and began to thrust rapidly and violently, then reached out and gently caressed her breasts, causing Dongfang Ziyu's body to convulse as if in spasm, and hot love fluid gushed from her lower body.

Seeing this, Liu Lang whispered in Dongfang Ziyu's ear, "Master, your lower body is almost like a vast ocean..."

With that, Liu Lang thrust forcefully into Dongfang Ziyu.

At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu let out a pleasurable scream, arching her body to match Liu Lang's movements, saying, "Liu Lang, Master can't take it anymore, give it to me quickly!"

Liu Lang hummed in agreement, thrusting with all his might: "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!"

With that, Liu Lang's dragon spear trembled, and then his semen erupted!

Liu Lang's semen hit Dongfang Ziyu's clitoris, causing her to collapse limply onto the grass.

Chapter Three: A Secret Affair at the Grand Tutor's Mansion

. At this time, the Princess Consort of Jin was already waiting for Liu Lang. After the two left the palace, Liu Lang claimed to be feeling restless and wanted to wander around.

The Princess Consort of Jin agreed to Liu Lang's request, only telling him to return to the palace early, and then left.

While Liu Lang was indulging in his debauchery in Zhao Kuangyin's harem, Zhao Kuangyin was also painstakingly consolidating his military power.

After consolidating military, political, and financial power, Zhao Kuangyin was still troubled by one thing.

Long before Chai Rong, the adopted son of Guo Wei of the Later Zhou dynasty, ascended the throne, he had eight sworn brothers, including Zhao Kuangyin. They had sworn an oath: after conquering the empire, they would share wealth and power, taking turns as emperor, with the throne passing to the younger brother upon the death of the elder. Although most of the sworn brothers had perished in the long wars, only his younger brother, Zhao Kuangyi, who held the title of Prince of Jin, and his fifth brother, Zheng Ziming, remained. Fearing that the empire might fall into the wrong hands, Zhao Kuangyin plotted to kill Zheng Ziming.

One day, Zhao Kuangyin hosted a banquet in the imperial garden, inviting Zheng Ziming to drink.

During the banquet, Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Ziming spoke freely, discussing their brotherhood and the Song dynasty they had built together. However, after several rounds of drinks and dishes, Zhao Kuangyin changed the subject, seeking Zheng Ziming's opinion on his reign as emperor. The tragic fate

of the renowned general Zheng Ziming was such that he remained completely oblivious to his impending doom.

Zheng Ziming was a straightforward and outspoken man. Having not participated in the Chenqiao Mutiny, and harboring resentment towards its actions afterward, he, remembering their sworn brotherhood, bluntly recounted several of Zhao Kuangyin's mishandling of affairs since his ascension to the throne. In his excitement, he even mentioned how Zhao Kuangyin had wronged his sworn brother, Chai Rong, who had died in battle.

Zhao Ziming's words left Zhao Kuangyin red-faced and utterly ashamed, which fueled his anger.

Enraged, Zhao Kuangyin roared at Zheng Ziming, "You dare insult the emperor? This is treason!"

With that, Zhao Kuangyin raised his Longquan sword and plunged it into Zheng Ziming's chest.

This single blow sent the valiant Zheng Ziming to his death.

After Zhao Kuangyin killed Zheng Ziming, he immediately stamped his feet, beat his chest, and wailed, "In my drunken stupor, I wrongly killed my sworn brother Zheng Ziming! And everyone present, seeing my drunken and immoral behavior, did not stop me; they all deserve to die!"

With that, Zhao Kuangyin ordered the execution of a group of his attendants.

Liu Lang was unaware of Zhao Kuangyin's killing of Zheng Ziming. He only knew that Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Sijie's wedding was in a few days, and he couldn't just stand by and watch Yang Sijie marry that old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin! Thinking of this, Liu Lang felt troubled but powerless, and could only return to the Prince of Jin's residence to make further plans.

As Liu Lang passed through a street, he suddenly noticed a mansion whose gate had just been renovated. A group of servants were driving away passersby, but seeing their arrogant and domineering manner, Liu Lang was furious. He thought, "These servants are blocking this road; am I supposed to take a detour?"

As Liu Lang approached the road, he was blocked by the servants.

Liu Lang asked, "What's going on? Is this street off-limits to pedestrians?"

The servant looked at Liu Lang and said, "Don't you know this is the Grand Tutor's residence?"

Liu Lang asked in surprise, "The Grand Tutor's residence?"

The servant said impatiently, "Go, go, go! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. The Imperial Concubine will be arriving soon. You'd better get away quickly to avoid alarming the Empress."

With that, the servant shoved Liu Lang aside.

Liu Lang snorted, wanting to argue with the servant, but considering that Grand Tutor Wang Ze was the Minister of War, and his daughter was the Imperial Concubine, even Pan Renmei had to show him deference. And since he himself was still inexperienced, it was better to be tolerant to avoid Wang Ze speaking ill of him to the Emperor.

Having made up his mind, Liu Lang had just turned around when he heard the sound of gongs clearing the way. In the distance, he saw a phoenix palanquin approaching. Liu Lang's heart skipped a beat; he thought, "I've never seen Consort Wang's face before. I must see her today and see whose woman is better, Zhao Kuangyin's or mine!" With that thought, Liu Lang slipped to the door of a nearby shop and waited for Consort Wang's palanquin.

A moment later, the palanquin stopped in front of the Grand Tutor's mansion. The guards were already respectfully lined up on both sides. A maidservant stepped forward and lifted the curtain, revealing a slender foot in a pale yellow satin shoe.

Then, a beautiful woman in a pale yellow palace dress alighted from the carriage. Liu Lang's eyes lit up. Consort Wang's snow-white face was flushed with a faint blush. Her delicate nose and red lips seemed perfectly sculpted. The pale yellow dress revealed Consort Wang's curvaceous figure, giving Liu Lang an urge to untie the sash at her waist and explore the secrets hidden beneath.

Such a beauty should only exist in heaven; how often can one find one like her on earth!

That old man Wang Ze actually had a beautiful and charming daughter! No wonder she could enter the palace as an empress; I'm even smitten! Oh, right, I played football with her mother the day before yesterday! Liu Lang thought of Madam Wang's captivating eyes; they were practically identical to the Imperial Concubine Wang before him.

At this moment, Imperial Concubine Wang had already entered the Grand Tutor's mansion, but Liu Lang was already captivated by her alluring gaze, and wicked thoughts began to arise.

Liu Lang found a small tavern, drank a few sips of wine, and seeing that night had fallen, and thinking of Imperial Concubine Wang, he felt a surge of excitement. He thought: That old scoundrel Wang Ze's wife and daughter are both top-notch. I'll sleep with your daughter first, then I'll get your wife later, and see if you'll still serve me faithfully! Thinking this, Liu Lang couldn't stay any longer. He thought: The Grand Tutor's mansion is just up ahead on the street; Imperial Concubine Wang must have gone home to be with the Grand Tutor. I'll go find her later…

At this moment, Liu Lang took a big gulp of wine, paid for the wine, and left the tavern.

When Liu Lang arrived at the back gate of the Grand Tutor's mansion, he took advantage of the darkness and leaped over the high wall. Since this was

Liu Lang's first time doing something like this, his heart pounded. After entering the mansion, Liu Lang finally found a pavilion and saw a maidservant bustling about with a basin of water. Liu Lang deduced that this might be the residence of Consort Wang.

Liu Lang quietly climbed to the back veranda of the second floor of the pavilion and hid behind a pillar.

The night was calm and the clouds were light; a crescent moon peeked out from behind the clouds, spying on the beautiful scene before him. A gentle breeze rustled the willow branches.

It was an elegant pavilion; on the left side of the room was a fragrant chaise lounge, but what was most captivating at this moment was the graceful figure behind the thin gauze curtain.

At this moment, Consort Wang was bathing. The splashing water formed a beautiful melody. The bathwater was clear and bright, and the rising steam filled the room like a thin mist in early winter, making Consort Wang appear and disappear in the mist, like a fairy floating on the clouds, or a delicate lotus emerging from the water.

When Consort Wang poured a ladle of water over her head, her silky hair, like dark clouds blown by the wind, was wet and draped over her fragrant shoulders. A few strands of hair floated on the water's surface, like soft willow branches hanging down on a lake. Her fair skin seemed to be made of crystal-clear white jade, and her waist, as supple as a willow branch, and her long, shapely legs were breathtaking.

"Hmm," Consort Wang let out a faint moan, her body arching slightly backward, making her figure appear even more upright. Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared on her breasts, kneading her rosy nipples.

Liu Lang thought to himself: Just as I expected, this beauty Wang is truly restless! Hehe! I can satisfy you!

While Consort Wang was bathing, Liu Lang turned and went to the back window of the inner room. He opened the window and slipped inside. Looking at the freshly brewed tea on the table, Liu Lang couldn't help but grin wickedly. He took out a capsule of aphrodisiac he carried from America and poured it into the tea. Then he hid behind the wardrobe, waiting for Consort Wang to emerge from her bath.

A moment later, two young maids accompanied Consort Wang, who was dressed in a milky-white bathrobe, into the room. Consort Wang sat down before her dressing table, admiring her reflection in the bronze mirror. She sighed softly, waved her hand, and said, "You may leave."

"Yes!"

The two maids withdrew. After drinking a few sips of fragrant tea, Consort Wang admired herself in the mirror again.

Consort Wang's eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, clear and bright, her skin like jade, pure and flawless, like a bright pearl. Every gesture exuded a noble air. Her beautiful face could express joy or anger, her smooth skin was fair with a rosy glow, and her captivating eyes, clear and bright yet veiled with a layer of mist, made Liu Lang's heart flutter. The

milky-white, light gauze dress she wore revealed her exquisite figure, causing Liu Lang to nod repeatedly in admiration.

Consort Wang's beautiful hair was styled into a high, coiled bun, adorned with a jade phoenix hairpin and yellow jade earrings. Having just bathed, a captivating fragrance emanated from her, filling Liu Lang's nostrils.

At this moment, Consort Wang removed the jade phoenix hairpin, letting her long, dark hair fall down. Then, her slender fingers brushed across her exquisite face, followed by a sigh, and she walked towards the fragrant bed. The

bright moonlight shone through the window onto Consort Wang's pretty face, enhancing her ethereal beauty, adding a touch of otherworldly charm and mystery. A moan followed, and Consort Wang's delicate hands traced her breasts, descending to her secret valley.

Liu Lang thought: "This medicine works really fast! Alas! That useless Zhao Kuangyin, wasting such a beautiful field. It seems I must irrigate her."

After drinking the tea laced with a potent aphrodisiac, Consort Wang gradually lost her senses, as if she were in a dream world—a realm she had longed for and fantasized about for so long. She vaguely felt herself being held by a strong, powerful man, causing her to moan softly and respond to his passionate kisses, which she found irresistible.

"Give it to me!"

Seeing this, Liu Lang smiled, then took off his clothes and pressed himself against Consort Wang's body.

Holding her smooth, delicate form, Liu Lang gazed into her eyes, already misty with desire, his heart filled with boundless lust.

At this moment, Liu Lang held Consort Wang's full breasts in his hands, finding that he couldn't possibly grasp them with one hand. Her rosy nipples stood proudly erect, and beneath her flat abdomen lay a dark bush, the tender, rosy flesh clearly visible. Under Liu Lang's touch and teasing, the nipples opened and closed, even the small, pink buds trembled, leaving Liu Lang dumbfounded and completely captivated.

Soft moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating Consort Wang's body, allowing Liu Lang to see her alluring state more clearly.

He saw Consort Wang's face flushed with desire, her smooth shoulders, her swaying, boneless waist, her white, fragrant buttocks, and her long, shapely legs. Of course, what attracted Liu Lang most was her luscious, moist vulva.

Consort Wang nestled docilely in Liu Lang's arms, letting his fingers roam over her sensitive areas, enjoying the teasing and licking of his skillful tongue. Waves of pleasure sent shivers down her spine as she moaned and gasped, her arms and legs flaring, her cheeks flushed, her eyes tightly closed, completely lost in the ultimate comfort and pleasure.

At this moment, Liu Lang's penis began to swell. Seeing this, Consort Wang shyly grasped it, slowly guiding it into her secret valley. Then, Liu Lang thrust his thick penis rapidly into Consort Wang's already overflowing jade cave, and she cried out almost hoarsely.

Suddenly, streams of hot nectar gushed from Consort Wang's body, sending shivers down her spine. The two embraced, their bodies pressed tightly together, both experiencing unparalleled satisfaction.

At this moment, Liu Lang was admiring Consort Wang's beautiful body. He saw glistening droplets on her breasts sliding down her nipples to her navel, then over her flat stomach, finally moistening her dark, glossy pubic hair. Her dark, curly pubic hair was already soaked, and her honeyed cave tightly enveloped his dragon spear, giving Liu Lang an incomparably comfortable, exhilarating, joyful, and blissful feeling.

At this moment, Liu Lang felt his desire rise again, making his blood boil. So he began to thrust into Consort Wang's body, and the speed increased: "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!"

At the moment of ejaculation, Liu Lang found that his Seven Yuan True Qi had risen another level, now reaching level five.

Consort Wang experienced the first satisfaction of her life in pleasure.

Liu Lang, however, was comfortably enjoying Consort Wang's jade body in reality, especially since she was Zhao Kuangyin's most favored consort.

At this moment, Liu Lang was not in a hurry to escape, nor did he intend to. Thinking of Wang

Ze's arrogance in the court, Liu Lang shook his head and said, "I made Zhao Kuangyin a turtle twice today. I didn't expect I was so powerful." Liu Lang placed his hand on Consort Wang's breasts, held them tightly, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Lang heard a scream beside him. He opened his eyes and saw that Consort Wang was awake, staring at him in disbelief. "You...who are you? How did you end up in my bed?" he exclaimed.

Consort Wang, shocked and angry, then realized she was naked. She

cried out "Ah!" and tried to flee.

Liu Lang grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Your Highness, don't be afraid. I am the prince charming of your dreams! Haven't you been longing for me day and night? So I couldn't bear it and came to keep you company."

Consort Wang was breathing heavily, her body trembling. "You...you dare to insult me! Guards..."

she cried. Seeing Consort Wang trying to call for help, Liu Lang immediately covered her mouth, saying, "Your Highness, if you scream, others will know about us. I don't care, I'm just a commoner, but don't forget your status. A noble consort embracing a strange man naked—if the Emperor finds out..." "I'm afraid your whole family will suffer!"

Upon hearing this, Consort Wang's face paled instantly, and she stammered, "You... what exactly do you want to do?"

Liu Lang looked at Consort Wang, who was as delicate as a lamb, and smiled wickedly, "Your Majesty, you are so beautiful that you could bewitch all living beings. It's a pity that Heaven sent you to the side of a useless king, so that you would experience the taste of loneliness and sleepless nights. I don't need to describe that kind of loneliness."

Consort Wang asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Liu Lang laughed, "I saw Your Majesty secretly masturbating. It's clear that Zhao Kuangyin can't satisfy you!"

Consort Wang's cheeks immediately turned red, and crystal tears were about to fall from her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Lang quickly advised, "Don't cry. Think of the loneliness you feel when you can't sleep alone. Does Your Majesty intend to be alone for the rest of your life?"

Seeing that Consort Wang remained silent, Liu Lang spread her jade legs apart and said, "I am a god sent to you by heaven to fill the emptiness in your heart. Now, do you want it or not?"

At this moment, Liu Lang mischievously rubbed his dragon spear against Consort Wang. The effects of the drug on Consort Wang's body had not yet worn off. Provoked by Liu Lang's teasing, she couldn't control herself and cried out, "Aiya!" She couldn't help but reach out her lotus arms and hug Liu Lang tightly, saying shyly, "No!"

Liu Lang chuckled twice and said, "Your Majesty, such a beautiful moment, if you don't know how to enjoy it, you're truly unworthy of being human."

Consort Wang bit her lip, saying no, but her lower body desperately responded to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang noticed Consort Wang's response and began to thrust forcefully. His dragon spear went in and out of her honey cave, making Liu Lang feel incredibly good.

Liu Lang thrust gently and slowly, and Consort Wang could not withstand it. She broke out in a cold sweat, moaning softly, "Oh...I want...ah...I can't take it anymore."

"Your Majesty...this is just the beginning...I will make you...my beauty...you are so beautiful!"

Liu Lang gazed at Consort Wang, his love growing stronger with each look, even wanting to devour her. His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he kissed her, thrusting into her honeyed depths. He then lifted her legs with his left hand and kneaded her large breasts with his right.

Liu Lang's sudden force caused Consort Wang's legs to tremble. She tried to pull her buttocks back, but Liu Lang held her tightly, preventing her from moving.

At this moment, Liu Lang thrust a few more times, causing Consort Wang to cry out, "Ah...ah...you...so rough...oh...oh...it's going to...oh...take my life...ah...be gentle...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore!"

Consort Wang could feel the fullness inside her honey cave, and Liu Lang's lower abdomen kept hitting her, making "slap slap...slap slap...slap slap..."

sounds, causing Consort Wang to groan involuntarily, "Ugh...ah..."

Because Liu Lang thrust forward with all his might with each thrust, Consort Wang's expression revealed a wanton look, which was simply mesmerizing, and anyone who saw it would probably be instantly aroused.

As they got into the swing of things, Liu Lang had Consort Wang turn around, changing their position to a tiger-leaping stance. Liu Lang thrust harder and harder, but because this position involved penetration from behind, even with his buttocks pressed tightly together, he couldn't reach the deepest point. This only made Consort Wang's body itch more and more, causing her to moan softly, "Ah...oh...why is it so itchy?"

At this moment, Liu Lang slowly and deliberately held Consort Wang's beautiful buttocks and moved them, admiring from behind as Consort Wang swayed her slender waist, her snow-white, plump buttocks thrusting back more and more powerfully.

Seeing this, Liu Lang began to thrust wildly, finally pulling Consort Wang's hands up, leaving her upper body without support, making her breasts appear even larger, swaying back and forth.

At this moment, Consort Wang could no longer control her desires, moaning, "Oh...oh...oh...faster...I'm inside...ah...it's so itchy..."

Hearing Consort Wang's moans, Liu Lang felt an intense pleasure, thinking: Consort Wang is indeed a rare gem in bed, so aroused. I must make her remember me forever. Thinking this, Liu Lang released Consort Wang, causing her to fall onto the couch unexpectedly, letting out a soft "oh."

Liu Lang then knelt behind her, reaching his hand to her inner side, and with a forceful pull, revealing her full buttocks as she lay on the couch.

"What are you doing? You...you're so bad...you...you almost...killed me...I...I almost couldn't take it...how could you...I felt so good just now..."

Consort Wang was too ashamed to continue.

Liu Lang could no longer contain himself, wanting only to immediately enjoy Consort Wang's fiery body and completely conquer this bed goddess.

Liu Lang used all his skills to bring Consort Wang to a climax.

Afterwards, Liu Lang embraced Consort Wang and said, "Your Majesty, do you know who I am?"

Consort Wang replied shyly, "Didn't you say you were Prince Charming?"

Liu Lang said, "Prince Charming is true, but I am also Yang Liu Lang, son of General Yang Linggong, the General Yang Liu who just annihilated Southern Chu."

Upon hearing this, Consort Wang angrily said, "How dare you! You actually dare to tease me!"

Liu Lang stroked Consort Wang's breasts and said, "Your Majesty, I risked my life to come here, just to relieve your loneliness. If it weren't for me, you probably would never have experienced such happiness in your life. Wouldn't that be terribly tragic?"

Upon hearing this, Consort Wang began to cry softly, saying, "My life is so bitter! To be betrayed by you, you little rascal..."

Seeing this, Liu Lang quickly comforted her, and Consort Wang stopped crying, saying, "Liu Lang, how dare you! Aren't you afraid that this matter will be exposed, and your entire family will be implicated?"

Liu Lang laughed and said, "If I don't tell, and you don't tell, who will know?"

Consort Wang said, "Aren't you afraid that I will be implicated in the palace ?" "Should I report you to the emperor? What if the emperor finds out you bullied me?"

Liu Lang kissed Consort Wang's cheek and said, "If the emperor finds out about this, you'll probably be even more unlucky than me." Consort

Wang blushed and said, "You're so wicked! You took advantage of me and then made me take the blame for you."

Liu Lang laughed, "What do you mean 'yours' and 'mine'? From now on, you're my wife. Although it's not as prestigious as the emperor's concubines, it's very practical! Darling, it's almost dawn, I have to go. I'll come back to keep you company tomorrow night!" Unexpectedly, Consort Wang reached out

and grabbed Liu Lang, saying, "Don't go! It's not practical at all. I want more..." Liu

Lang's blood boiled instantly. He lowered his head and kissed Consort Wang's lips, once again making Consort Wang happy with his actions...

It wasn't until the rooster crowed at dawn that Liu Lang finished for the third time, and Consort Wang fell into a comfortable sleep. So Liu Lang put on his clothes, quietly left the Grand Tutor's mansion, returned to the Prince of Jin's mansion, and then began to catch up on sleep.

04-18
Chapter Four: Dragon Spear Slays Princess Tao

While Liu Lang was sound asleep, he was awakened. In his drowsy state, Liu Lang thought he was being intimate with the Imperial Concubine Wang, and instinctively embraced the person. But then he heard a sweet voice: "Liu Lang!"

Liu Lang immediately opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was Princess Jin, who was glaring at him angrily.

Princess Jin was dressed in a beautiful purple palace dress, appearing noble and elegant, with an unapproachable and magnificent air. The dress could not hide Princess Jin's exquisite figure; her high breasts were full and firm, and her pink legs and fragrant buttocks formed an alluring curve under the dress. The protrusions were like angry mountain peaks, while the narrow parts were so small that they could be grasped with one's hand, making one's heart flutter. Every move she made exuded an awe-inspiring and unapproachable aura.

Embraced by Liu Lang, Princess Jin blushed and said shyly, "You little rascal, you must be having a wet dream... Look at your drool, you're even mistaking your godmother for your dream lover! Let me go!"

Liu Lang quickly released her.

Princess Jin sat down beside Liu Lang and sighed softly, "Ming Ge just left, and a major incident has occurred in the court."

Liu Lang asked in surprise, "What happened?"

Princess Jin slowly said, "Zheng Ziming is dead."

The Prince of Runan was killed in the palace, and by his sworn brother Zhao Kuangyin's Longquan sword. His wife, Tao Sanchun, was furious when she learned of this and immediately gathered the household guards. Because Zheng Ziming had served as the commander of the Five Cities Garrison, the generals guarding the capital were his loyal subordinates. Therefore, at Princess Tao's command, the army surrounded the palace, frightening Zhao Kuangyin into closing the palace gates.

Upon hearing the news, Chancellor Zhao Pu, Prince Consort Gao Huaide of Dongping, Minister of War Wang Ze, and Vice Minister of War Pan Renmei, among others, rushed to the palace. They even knelt down to plead with Princess Tao to calm her anger, saying, "His Majesty killed the Prince of Runan in a drunken argument, but that was not His Majesty's intention. Furthermore, His Majesty has already executed several eunuchs and officials who were close to him at the time, blaming them for not being able to stop him."

However, Tao Sanchun wouldn't listen! She insisted that Zhao Kuangyin come out and atone for the Prince of Runan's death.

The commotion lasted all morning. When Liu Lang and Princess Jin arrived, Princess Tao was about to command the army to storm the palace. Princess Jin, seeing this, hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, pleading with Tao Sanchun to calm down.

At this moment, Liu Lang stepped forward and said to the grief-stricken Tao Sanchun, "Princess Tao, please calm down and listen to me. The Prince of Runan was highly respected, and we all deeply revered him. Now that he has died unjustly, we are all heartbroken."

Hearing this, Tao Sanchun began to sob.

Liu Lang whispered to Tao Sanchun, "Princess, given the current situation, even if you storm the palace and kill Zhao Kuangyin, you will only be branded as a regicide and a traitor. It's better to heed my advice, swallow your anger for now, and wait for an opportunity to take revenge. Let's withdraw our troops and return to our residence, collect the Prince of Runan's remains, and then settle accounts with that treacherous emperor."

Upon hearing this, Tao Sanchun thought: Yes, Zhao Kuangyin is hiding in the palace and won't come out to see me. I can't just wait like this. The prince is already dead; let him rest in peace first, and then I'll come back to settle accounts with that tyrant." With this thought, Tao Sanchun withdrew her troops and returned to her residence.

At this moment, Liu Lang said to Princess Jin, "Godmother, Princess Tao's emotions are very unstable. I'll go home with her to help her with the funeral arrangements for the Prince of Runan and try to persuade her. You, on the other hand, should lead the ministers to the palace to persuade the Emperor to apologize to Princess Tao and stabilize the situation in the capital first!"

Princess Jin thought Liu Lang's words made sense, so she let Liu Lang go to help Tao Sanchun with the funeral arrangements for the Prince of Runan, while she, Zhao Pu, Pan Renmei, Wang Ze, and Gao Huaide went to the palace to meet the Emperor.

Liu Lang accompanied Tao Sanchun back to the Prince of Runan's residence, where the family prepared the Prince of Runan's remains for burial and set up the mourning hall in preparation for the funeral.

In the afternoon, all the civil and military officials in the capital came to pay their respects to the Prince of Runan. Liu Lang was responsible for receiving them and gradually became familiar with these officials. In addition, Liu Lang handled things properly and was deeply admired by the civil and military officials. Moreover, this was originally Zhao Kuangyin's fault, and the officials all felt sorry for the Prince of Runan, but most of them dared not speak out.

Liu Lang could see that Zhao Kuangyin had already angered many ministers. After all, there was no reason to kill a founding hero, especially his sworn brother. He thought to himself: "Hmph! Old Zhao, your end is near! Just wait for your ministers to rebel against you!"

That evening, Tao Sanchun didn't eat dinner. She knelt alone in front of the mourning hall, staring blankly at Zhao Ziming's memorial tablet.

In Tao Sanchun's mind, the scene of her wedding to Zheng Ziming flashed before her eyes...

eighteen years ago.

On the day of Zheng Ziming and Tao Sanchun's wedding, because Tao Sanchun's parents were very popular, everyone in the village came to help. Pigs and sheep were slaughtered, making it a lively affair.

After the wedding ceremony, Tao Sanchun sat obediently on the bed, her head covered by a veil.

Zheng Ziming sat at the table, thinking to himself: "This is really interesting! I was beaten by her just yesterday, and today she's my wife. But she's so powerful. If I live with her, won't I be bullied by her?" "If that's the case, my reputation as a henpecked husband will spread!" No way! I've never been afraid of anyone in my life. How awful would it sound if I were afraid of my wife! A real man has to have some backbone; I can't be afraid of her, I have to make her afraid of me! But how can I make her afraid of me? I've got it! She's wearing a veil, so if I don't lift it, she'll just sit there. Yes, that's the way I'll start!

Seeing the food and wine on the table, Zheng Ziming ignored Tao Sanchun and started drinking, taking a sip of wine and a bite of food, eating with relish.

Tao Sanchun sat on the bed, waiting for Zheng Ziming to lift her veil, but there was no movement. She only heard the clinking of cups and plates and realized he had started drinking. She thought: What? Doesn't he know the rules?

"Husband, why are you drinking?"

"Well, I'm hungry, so I'm eating something."

"But we have to drink the nuptial wine first. Come over here and help me lift the veil, then we'll drink the nuptial wine and get ready to rest!"

Zheng Ziming said, "No, how can you, a woman, sit on equal footing with me? You sit there, and I'll drink here. After I've eaten and drunk my fill, the rest is all yours."

Tao Sanchun thought to herself: What kind of talk is this? She was about to turn on him, but then she thought: No, my parents specifically told me that I have a bad temper and I need to change it. Besides, on our wedding day, I need to be even more patient.

"Husband, you're wrong. There's no such custom on our wedding day."

"What custom? You're living with me, I'm your husband, and you have to listen to me."

"Oh dear! How can you talk like that?"

"Yes, that's how I'm going to say it. I, Zheng Ziming, have my own rules, and others' don't count. Tao Sanchun, from today onwards, you won't be called Tao Sanchun anymore. Since you've become my concubine, you'll take my surname. From now on, you'll be called Zheng Tao Shi."

"Pfft! Only lowly families call each other that. As a prince, I should call you Princess Tao." "

Oh! That's because you're riding on my coattails, benefiting from my favor. If you hadn't married me, would you be called a princess? Since you're called a princess, you have to listen to me."

"Why do I have to listen to you?"

"Don't ask, that's just how it is in my family. You sit there quietly and let me punch and kick you a few times. I need to get revenge for yesterday's beating!"

Zheng Ziming's words angered Tao Sanchun. She suddenly pulled off her veil, stood up, pointed at Zheng Ziming, and said, "Zheng the Blackie, you've gone too far! See how I deal with you!"

With that, the two wrestled, and then the lights went out, and they crawled into bed.

Memories flooded back, making Tao Sanchun unable to hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.

At this moment, Liu Lang brought in a bowl of food and said, "Your Highness, please eat something. How can you get revenge if you starve yourself?"

Tao Sanchun took the bowl, choking back tears, and said, "Sixth Brother, how am I supposed to live now that the Prince is gone?"

Sixth Brother patted Tao Sanchun's shoulder and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for the Prince."

Tao Sanchun's spirits lifted upon hearing this, and she asked, "Sixth Brother, do you have any good ideas?"

Sixth Brother said, "Your Highness, I am now the fiancé of Princess Chai, so I am also the son-in-law of the Great Zhou. That old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin seized the throne of the Great Zhou and now he has murdered the Prince of Runan. This old scoundrel has done all sorts of evil deeds and will get his retribution sooner or later. I am acting on the Princess's orders to..." "Keep an eye on him."

Upon hearing this, Tao Sanchun couldn't help but grab Liu Lang's hand, saying, "Liu Lang, with the Prince dead, I'm all alone. How can I fight Zhao Kuangyin? Liu Lang, you must help me."

Liu Lang embraced Tao Sanchun, saying affectionately, "Your Highness, don't worry. Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished. Zhao Kuangyin's cruelty towards loyal officials will surely be punished by Heaven. I will definitely stand up for you."

Tao Sanchun was moved to tears, saying, "Liu Lang, you must keep your word. Tell me, will you help me kill Zhao Kuangyin and avenge the Prince of Runan?"

"This..."

At this moment, Liu Lang really couldn't agree to Tao Sanchun's request. After all, Zhao Kuangyin was the current Emperor, and he might not be able to kill him.

Tao Sanchun choked back tears, "Sixth Brother, the Prince died so tragically! Please promise me, will you? Help me kill Zhao Kuangyin."

Sixth Brother couldn't bear to disappoint Tao Sanchun, so he forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, I promise you, I will definitely avenge you."

"Sixth Brother,"

Tao Sanchun called softly, nestling closer to him. At this moment, she was no longer the valiant heroine who had fought on the battlefield, but a helpless woman who had lost her husband.

Tao Sanchun knew that those soldiers who had gone with her to force the palace today had acted impulsively. Once things calmed down, they would think things through and wouldn't be so impulsive. Besides, Zhao Kuangyin would certainly be prepared; for her to kill him was harder than climbing to heaven.

"Sixth Brother, I know you're capable. Although you don't have real power now, you're very shrewd and resourceful. If we're talking about revenge, only you can do it."

Tao Sanchun was thirty-five years old this year, in the prime of her life. Her fragrant body nestled against Sixth Brother, stirring his imagination. He wrapped his large arm around Tao Sanchun's slender waist, looking at her tear-streaked face, a feeling of tenderness welled up in his heart. He said, "Your Highness, a true man's word is his bond, but if we're going to kill Zhao Kuangyin, we can't act rashly." "We need a plan, and a detailed one at that. Most importantly, what will happen to the Song Dynasty after we kill Zhao Kuangyin? Who will inherit the throne? A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. We cannot allow internal strife to give the Liao Dynasty an opportunity to take advantage!"

Tao Sanchun nodded and said, "Sixth Brother, I'll listen to you. I'll do anything to avenge the Prince."

At this moment, Sixth Brother and Tao Sanchun's bodies were pressed tightly together, Sixth Brother's arms wrapped around Tao Sanchun's waist, and Tao Sanchun's hand also embraced Sixth Brother's waist.

"Sixth Brother, I..."

Tao Sanchun realized that her actions with Sixth Brother were too intimate, especially since he was a boy more than ten years younger than her.

"Your Highness..."

At this moment, Sixth Brother tightened his arms and quickly kissed Tao Sanchun's lips.

Tao Sanchun's heart skipped a beat. She tried to break free from Liu Lang's grasp, pushing him away and saying, "Liu Lang, don't do this."

Liu Lang, however, held her tightly, his hands constantly caressing her body. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, it made Tao Sanchun feel extremely uncomfortable. Liu Lang's large hands kneaded her high, firm breasts, then gently stroked her thighs.

Tao Sanchun's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears, and she breathed heavily, revealing her passionate expression. Seeing Tao Sanchun's burning desire, Liu Lang felt the time was right and no longer hesitated. He reached for the buttons on her jacket and slowly unbuttoned them one by one.

Tao Sanchun breathed heavily, feigning resistance while welcoming, which fueled Liu Lang's desire. He couldn't help but suck on Tao Sanchun's fragrant tongue forcefully, while his hands continued their work.

Soon, Tao Sanchun's clothes fell to the ground, revealing her smooth, satin-like, and incredibly elastic body.

After a passionate kiss, Liu Lang, unable to resist his desire, reluctantly pulled away from Tao Sanchun's intoxicating lips. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, then reached with his right hand to remove his underpants. However, a sharp "slap" rang out as Liu Lang received a resounding blow to the face.

The slap left him dazed and confused, and it took him a while to recover. Looking up, he saw Tao Sanchun angrily picking up her clothes from the ground, barely covering her naked upper body, and crying, "You only know how to bully me, a woman! My life is so miserable, boohoo..."

Liu Lang said, "Your Highness, what's wrong? I truly love you!"

Tao Sanchun pointed to Zheng Ziming's memorial tablet and said, "Even if you love me, my deceased husband's body is not yet cold. You...you...you're molesting me here! It's outrageous!"

Liu Lang blushed upon hearing this, realizing how far he had gone. This was the mourning hall of the Prince of Runan; how could he have dared to harass his wife here? Alas! This was truly wrong! But seeing Tao Sanchun's naked body, a surge of impulse rose within him again, and he reached out and embraced her once more.

"You…"

This time, Tao Sanchun struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from Liu Lang's embrace.

Her clothes, which she hadn't yet put on, fell to the ground again. She said, "Liu Lang, if you sincerely want to help me avenge myself, I'll submit to you."

Liu Lang was overjoyed upon hearing this and vowed, "Your Highness, I keep my word. I will definitely help you cut off Zhao Kuangyin's dog head."

Tao Sanchun sighed, resting her head on Liu Lang's shoulder, and said, "Don't lie to me. The Prince's spirit in heaven is watching us."

Liu Lang said, "If I utter even half a jest, may I be torn apart by five horses."

Under Liu Lang's vow and the teasing touch of his fingers, Tao Sanchun finally succumbed to passion.

Liu Lang, sensing the allure of Tao Sanchun's mature body, slowly pressed his thigh between her legs. Tao Sanchun abruptly closed her legs, but after a moment of resistance, she seemed unable to bear the tingling sensation in her lower body and desperately sought solace. Finally, she reluctantly opened her legs.

Liu Lang's thigh was now between her legs, and even through her trousers, he could clearly feel her overflowing wetness. Her juices soaked through her trousers, wetting her thighs and revealing the torment she was enduring.

Liu Lang continued his actions, quickly removing his clothes and then tightly embracing Tao Sanchun.

Seeing Liu Lang completely naked, Tao Sanchun blushed deeply. For over ten years, she had never been intimate with a man other than her husband, and now she was about to become Liu Lang's woman, betraying her husband. To avoid sinking into depravity, she needed an excuse to regain her dignity.

"Sixth Prince, I have a request."

Sixth Prince stopped what he was doing and said, "Please speak, Your Highness."

Tao Sanchun said shyly, "My love with Your Highness has lasted for so many years, but we haven't had any children yet. If... I become pregnant, could you allow him to continue the Zheng family line?"

After saying this, Tao Sanchun was too shy to lift her head.

Upon hearing this, Sixth Prince laughed heartily, pulled Tao Sanchun into his arms, and then said to Zheng Ziming's memorial tablet, "Prince of Runan, rest assured, I will take good care of your wife and avenge you. If my wife and I have a son, I will grant him the surname Zheng."

As he spoke, Liu Lang kissed Tao Sanchun on the forehead and said, "Is this alright now?"

"Liu Lang..."

At this moment, Tao Sanchun felt unbearably shy, just like on her first wedding night, burying her head in Liu Lang's chest.

Liu Lang couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Seeing such a mature and beautiful woman willing to let him do as he pleased was truly a delightful surprise. Therefore, Liu Lang wasn't in a hurry and released her, gazing at her intently. Tao Sanchun also looked back at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang looked at Tao Sanchun, and saw that her face was as clear as a crescent moon, as beautiful as snow piled on a flowering tree, truly exquisite. However, the slight upturn of her eyebrows added a touch of fierceness, and the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes seemed to tell of the hardships she had endured.

At this moment, Tao Sanchun was aroused by Liu Lang's teasing, and couldn't help but think of their intimate moments. After gazing at each other for a long time, they suddenly kissed.

Tao Sanchun's kiss was passionate and intense, filling Liu Lang with joy. His tongue greedily intertwined with hers, unwilling to separate for a long time. They lost themselves in their own world, oblivious to the passage of time.

Liu Lang laid Tao Sanchun down on the ground. Her face was flushed, and though she didn't speak, her expression revealed her deep desire.

Seeing Tao Sanchun's expectant look, and feeling his penis throbbing unbearably, Liu Lang aimed it at her entrance and thrust forward, penetrating her deeply!

Tao Sanchun let out a soft moan, trembling with pain. She hadn't expected Liu Lang to be so impatient; she had never encountered such a large penis before and couldn't bear it. This was agonizing for Tao Sanchun; cold sweat poured down her back, her teeth clenched, and large beads of sweat streamed down her forehead. Seeing this

, Liu Lang played with Tao Sanchun's ample breasts with his left hand, while his right hand kneaded her delicate clitoris to ease her pain. Then, he pressed his penis against her clitoris, grinding it in, causing Tao Sanchun to moan with pleasure.

Seeing Tao Sanchun's seductive appearance, Liu Lang's own desire was uncontrollable, and he recklessly thrust his penis deep into her beautiful orifice.

At this moment, Tao Sanchun's eyes were slightly closed, her teeth clenched, trying hard not to make a sound. Only the slight stinging sensation in her lower body, and the subsequent waves of endless pleasure, brought her unprecedented joy!

Liu Lang's penis thrust in and out, constantly striking Tao Sanchun's clitoris, bringing her a pleasurable sensation that no woman in the world could resist, let alone a mature middle-aged woman like Tao Sanchun. Finally, Tao Sanchun could not bear it any longer; a strong desire surged within her, and the simple thrusting of Liu Lang's penis could no longer satisfy her sexual craving.

At this moment, Tao Sanchun raised her thighs and tightly clamped them around Liu Lang's waist, her hands tightly embracing his neck. She then frantically thrust and swayed her tender white buttocks, sometimes swaying left and right, sometimes rising and falling, with each violent movement. What intoxicated Liu Lang even more were her two full, soft breasts, swaying before his eyes with each movement, stimulating his senses.

Liu Lang opened his mouth and took Tao Sanchun's swaying breasts into his mouth, sucking hard.

Tao Sanchun's movements became increasingly wild, forcing Liu Lang to hold her body tightly, ensuring her tender orifice gripped his penis firmly. Now, the initiative was in Tao Sanchun's hands; she was like a wild horse, galloping wildly beneath Liu Lang.

Tao Sanchun's frenzied passion greatly surprised Liu Lang; he hadn't expected his penis to make this outwardly dignified but inwardly strong woman so wanton.

As Tao Sanchun reached the pinnacle of pleasure, the layers of warm, moist flesh inside her vagina relentlessly squeezed and ground against the dragon spear, while the fluids within flowed out like a burst dam, running down Liu Lang's thighs to the ground.

Tao Sanchun had already climaxed twice, and now could only moan softly and weakly, her long hair flying in the air as she swayed her head, her posture extremely alluring.

Liu Lang thought: I should give Tao Sanchun one last, soul-stirring blow, so that she will be devoted to me from now on, taking whatever she desires. With this thought, Liu Lang thrust his dragon spear forward, each thrust penetrating deeply into the heart of Tao Sanchun's flower, making her almost faint from the pleasure. Then, her third surge of vaginal fluid erupted.

After hundreds of intense thrusts, Liu Lang reached his limit: "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!"

Then, his seven vital energies, along with his semen, shot into Tao Sanchun's body.

As Tao Sanchun was drenched by Liu Lang's powerful, scalding semen, she felt an even stronger climax wash over her. Her hands involuntarily tightened around Liu Lang, and she instinctively offered her lips to him, passionately kissing him.

Liu Lang's body pressed against Tao Sanchun's naked form; the Prince of Runan's mourning hall became their place of tender solitude after their climax.

Liu Lang whispered in Tao Sanchun's ear, "Your Highness, I will never betray you."

Tao Sanchun blushed and nodded, saying, "Liu Lang, I await your good news."

The afterglow of the climax made Tao Sanchun's charming face appear exceptionally beautiful, adding to her captivating allure. Liu Lang nodded and then kissed Tao Sanchun...

In the past few days, Liu Lang had stayed at the Prince of Runan's residence, helping Tao Sanchun with the funeral arrangements during the day, and spending his nights with her while keeping vigil for Zheng Ziming and sharing intimate moments. Tao Sanchun was a woman with a dignified appearance but a wanton heart, and she had long been subdued by Liu Lang's dragon spear. Under Liu Lang's tutelage, she learned many positions and methods she had never tried before, allowing the two of them to enjoy themselves to the fullest every night.

While indulging in his romantic escapades with Tao Sanchun, Liu Lang didn't forget to cultivate his own power base. Now that the Prince of Runan was gone, Liu Lang was determined to win over the prince's former subordinates. So, through Tao Sanchun's connections, Liu Lang chatted with those generals. These generals were indignant about the Prince of Runan's death and admired Liu Lang's courage in seeking justice for the prince. With Tao Sanchun acting as a go-between, these generals gradually gravitated towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang knew that simply winning people's hearts wasn't enough; he needed real power. Therefore, he planned to have several court officials recommend him for the position of Commander of the Five Cities Garrison in the capital. He thought: Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Pu, Pan Renmei, and Wang Ze—these men combined should be enough influence. Moreover, Liu Lang knew that Zhao Guangyi would return in a couple of days; the key was how to get the others to speak on his behalf. Therefore, Liu Lang decided to start with their wives.

Madam Pan was now completely devoted to him. Although she hadn't yet openly declared her relationship with Princess Jin, Liu Lang knew she couldn't possibly be completely indifferent to him, especially after the incident at the bathhouse. He had been with her for so long; even if she was extremely drunk, she should have felt something. Her lack of resistance then meant she had tacitly consented, and perhaps even hoped he would take her again. In that case, he had to take the initiative.

Having not returned to Prince Jin's residence for several days, Liu Lang took advantage of the midday break to visit Princess Jin.

When Liu Lang returned, he learned from the servants that Princess Jin was painting in her study.

Upon seeing Liu Lang, Princess Jin didn't say anything, but instead picked up her brush and began painting the nearly completed work.

The study wasn't large, but its elegant layout perfectly reflected the refined taste of its owner. It must have been designed by craftsmen to suit the Princess Jin's temperament. From the ceiling to the floor curtains, everything was made of the finest materials, yet it lacked extravagance, possessing instead a rustic charm, a touch of elegance, a hint of nobility, and a dash of ethereal beauty. While ornate, it didn't feel vulgar or ostentatious. A censer in the corner emitted wisps of smoke, its musky fragrance filling the room.

At this moment, the Princess Jin softly said, "Sixth Brother, come and see what your godmother thinks of this painting."

Sixth Brother stood beside the Princess Jin, his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes fixed on the neckline of her palace dress. Through the slightly open neckline, he could see half of her exposed breasts, the deep cleavage faintly visible.

Sixth Brother's eyes immediately blazed with desire; he felt an urge to reach up and touch the Princess Jin's proud, erect breasts.

"Sixth Prince, don't you think so?"

Sixth Prince had already forgotten to answer Princess Jin's question, his gaze fixed intently on her breasts.

Princess Jin's bright eyes flickered, she stole a glance at Sixth Prince, smiled slightly, picked up her paintbrush, lightly touched up the outlines, and completed the last two strokes, saying, "How have things been going with Princess Tao these past two days?"

Sixth Prince slightly restrained his greedy gaze from Princess Jin, bowed, and said, "Reporting to Godmother, the funeral is tomorrow, and everything has been settled."

Princess Jin put down her paintbrush and said, "His Highness Prince Jin will return to the capital tomorrow."

Sixth Prince said, "Godmother, after Prince Jin returns, you must urge him to have him and several ministers jointly submit a memorial..." "Your Majesty, please grant me an official position!"

Princess Jin laughed. "Of course! Sixth Brother, what do you think of my painting?"

Sixth Brother replied, "Your Majesty's brushwork is superb; I don't need to praise you at all."

Princess Jin laughed, "You're so good with words. It's a pity you're not my biological son; otherwise, how wonderful that would be!"

Sixth Brother's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Mother, why don't you and His Highness Prince Jin have children yet?"

Princess Jin sighed, "Sixth Brother, you don't know, His Highness Prince Jin..." She

sighed again.

Sixth Brother thought: Could it be that he's impotent like my elder brother? But when I possessed Mother's body a few days ago, she wasn't a virgin!

"Godmother, I'm not an outsider, I'm your godson! Tell me what happened, and see if I can help you."

Princess Jin said resentfully, "It's all your godfather's fault. In the first few years after our marriage, he and the current emperor were only focused on conquering the country and had no time to spend with me. Later, after the country was conquered, he secretly practiced a strange martial art, which made him unable to be intimate with women. Isn't that... isn't that harming me? We haven't shared a room since then."

Liu Lang couldn't help but ask, "Practiced a martial art? Is it the Sunflower Manual?"

Princess Jin immediately replied, "Yes, yes, yes, it's the Sunflower Manual. How did you know, Liu Lang?"

Liu Lang wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking: Zhao Guangyi actually practiced the Sunflower Manual. If he finds out that I'm having an affair with Princess Jin, will I still be alive?

"Godmother, is Godfather really practicing the Sunflower Manual? That's a martial art that men can't practice!"

Princess Jin's eyes widened as she asked, "Sixth Prince, why can't men practice it? His Highness Prince Jin is practicing it, isn't he? He said that in a few years, he'll have mastered it."

Sixth Prince sighed, "Godmother, I've heard that this martial art is extremely powerful, but to practice it, one must first castrate oneself, that is, cut off a man's manhood, otherwise one will go mad from practicing it."

Princess Jin was stunned upon hearing this, and said in astonishment, " "Is this true?"

Liu Lang said earnestly, "Godmother, how could I lie to you? How could you let Godfather practice such martial arts! He'll be invincible, but you'll be left alone for the rest of your life!"

Upon hearing this, Princess Jin cried out, "That heartless man! He lied to me at first, saying it would be one or two years, then three or five years, and now look what's happened! It turns out that thing is long gone. I was hoping he would come back and give me a son as soon as possible. What am I going to do... Waaah, I don't want to live anymore!"

With that, Princess Jin was about to bang her head against the wall.

Seeing this, Liu Lang hurriedly hugged Princess Jin and said, "Godmother, why did you do this? It's not because of you that such serious consequences have occurred. Why did you do something so foolish?"

Princess Jin cried, "Liu Lang, don't stop me. I thought I was about to become a mother, but he shattered my hopes all at once. What's the point of me living?"

Liu Lang persuaded, "Godmother, things aren't as bad as you think. You don't necessarily need Prince Jin to have a son! I can help you..."

"Ah?"

Princess Jin turned around and looked at Liu Lang in surprise.

Liu Lang said again, "Godmother, I am willing to take the place of Prince Jin..."

"You... Liu Lang, you, you can't talk nonsense! How can we do such a thing? No, absolutely not..."

Liu Lang held Princess Jin tightly and said, "Godmother, you need to think carefully. Are you willing to give up your life's pursuit? You should know that besides me, no one else would dare to stand up and help you so boldly. Even if there were, I think you wouldn't be interested in him."

At this moment, Princess Jin sat down, but was still held in Liu Lang's arms. Her cheeks were flushed as she thought about the consequences of doing that thing with Liu Lang. Finally, she made a decision.

"Sixth Brother, what if others find out what we did? It's easy to talk to Prince Jin, since he's in the wrong. But what if Mingge finds out? I'm her own aunt! Before she passed away, she told me to take good care of you, but I stole her man! How am I supposed to live?"

Sixth Brother laughed, "Godmother, don't worry. The Princess has her sights set on the world. She won't hold it against you. Besides, if you truly help the Princess restore the Great Zhou, she'll be grateful to you. As for our relationship? You can both marry me."

With that, Sixth Brother boldly kissed Princess Jin on the cheek.

Princess Jin trembled instantly, gasped, and her pretty face flushed crimson.

Sixth Brother embraced Princess Jin, feeling her soft body, and then lifted her up in his arms.

Princess Jin nodded to Sixth Brother and whispered, "Carry me to the room!"

Sixth Brother lowered his head and gently kissed Princess Jin's luscious red lips, then carried her to the bedroom.

Liu Lang placed Princess Jin on the embroidered couch and kissed her, causing her to moan softly. She felt as if an electric current was coursing through her body, and her whole body went limp in Liu Lang's arms. Her hands tightly held Liu Lang's head, responding to his passionate kiss.

After a long while, Liu Lang pulled away from Princess Jin's lips, watching her breasts rise and fall with her breath. He then removed Princess Jin's white palace robe, followed by her apricot-yellow bodice. In an instant, her clothes fluttered, her jade-like body lying prone, her firm breasts springing out from their restraints, displayed without reservation before Liu Lang. Her snow-white breasts were smooth and warm like jade, with a layer of white luster. Two rosy nipples trembled in the air, captivating and enchanting. Liu Lang's blood surged instantly, and he pressed down on Princess Jin's body...

Princess Jin began to feel her body no longer obey her commands. A blush rose on her fair skin, and she gasped repeatedly, "Liu Lang, I feel so uncomfortable! Love me properly!"

Liu Lang embraced Princess Jin, his tongue attacking her pearly teeth, wantonly tasting her saliva. He pressed his body against her, feeling the pair of jade rabbits on his chest as soft as cotton, making him feel as if he were floating on the top of the heavens.

At this moment, Princess Jin's hair was disheveled, her fragrant tongue involuntarily chasing after Liu Lang's tongue, responding to his movements. Her eyes were alluring, her heart fluttering with desire. She twisted her burning body incessantly, breathing heavily, letting out unbearable moans. Her hands tightly embraced Liu Lang's body, saying, "Liu Lang, give it to me." "

Here you go!"

At this moment, Liu Lang unbuckled his belt, his dragon spear unsheathed, unstoppable! He then thrust it into Princess Jin's warm honey cave...

"I want you to be my woman for all eternity!"

After Liu Lang ejaculated into Princess Jin's body, he held her voluptuous body and said, "Godmother, it's only once. I'm not sure if this will make you pregnant. Otherwise, let's do it a few more times in the next couple of days."

Princess Jin weakly opened her beautiful eyes and said, "You little rascal, while Prince Jin hasn't returned yet, let's... let's do it again!"

Liu Lang smiled at Princess Jin's shy expression and kissed her deeply again, thus beginning their second bliss.

Chapter Five: Conquering the Prime Minister's Wife

Because he was confident in his ability to be an official, Liu Lang wanted to prepare a decent set of court robes.

Upon learning this, the Princess of Jin introduced Liu Lang's family to An Family Tailor Shop, a famous tailor shop in the capital.

At this time, Liu Lang rode his horse to a well-known alley in the East District, and An Family Tailor Shop was located at the alley entrance.

After tying up his horse, Liu Lang went inside and loudly announced, "Shopkeeper, I want to have some clothes made."

The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, saying, "Sir, please come in."

After inviting Liu Lang inside, the shopkeeper first brewed a pot of tea, then took Liu Lang's measurements. By the time the measurements were taken, it was already dark outside.

At this moment, a sedan chair arrived outside the shop, and a beautiful woman stepped out, accompanied by a maid.

"Tailor An, is the dress I ordered last time ready?"

Liu Lang recognized the voice and looked up sharply. He saw that the woman was none other than the wife of Prime Minister Zhao Pu.

Madam Zhao paused slightly, then said, "Sixth Brother... what are you doing here? Are you here to order clothes too?"

Sixth Brother smiled slightly, "Madam Zhao, what a coincidence! My godmother recommended me. Are you here to pick up some clothes?"

"Hehe, yes! These past two days, you've been helping Princess Tao with the funeral arrangements for the Prince of Runan, haven't you?"

Sixth Brother sighed, "Yes, the Prince of Runan was mistakenly killed by the Emperor, and I was helping out."

"Hmm, Sixth Brother, you are truly kind and courageous. All the officials in the court are afraid of offending the Emperor and wouldn't dare do what you did."

Seeing that there was no one else in the private room except Madam Zhao and her personal maid, Sixth Brother began to chat with Madam Zhao.

At this moment, the evening breeze blew into the shop, carrying an alluring fragrance, which came from Madam Zhao, causing Sixth Brother's heart to flutter wildly for no reason.

Zhao Pu's woman has a unique charm! At this moment, Sixth Brother's heart began to itch.

A short while later, Tailor An brought over the clothes she had finished for Madam Zhao and said, "Madam, please take a look and see if they're alright?"

Madam Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, you can go now."

Then, Madam Zhao said to her maid, "Xiao Taohong, go outside and get ten taels of silver for Tailor An, then wait for me outside for a while. I

need to talk to Sixth Young Master about something." After Xiao Taohong left, Madam Zhao approached and said, "Sixth Young Master, these past few days, you've been with Princess Tao. Have you heard anything she said?"

Sixth Young Master's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Madam Zhao's uneasy eyes, he thought: She must want to know something, but why is she asking me this so tentatively? Could this matter be related to Zhao Pu?

Liu Lang began to recall Zhao Kuangyin's history in his mind, and said, "Madam Zhao, these past few days, Princess Tao has been in a very bad mood. You know she once led troops to force the emperor to abdicate, and she might do something else. Last night, I seemed to hear a military officer from the Five Cities Garrison tell her, '...'"

Madam Zhao's expression immediately tensed up, and she asked, "What did he say?"

Liu Lang lowered his voice and said, "That military officer said that the emperor's plan to kill the Prince of Runan was actually the idea of Prime Minister Zhao Pu."

Madam Zhao shuddered and said, "What? How did he know?"

After saying that, Madam Zhao realized she had let something slip and looked at Liu Lang in fear.

Liu Lang smiled coldly to himself and said, "Madam, if you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place! To concentrate military power, Prime Minister Zhao and the Emperor have recently transferred all the generals who hold significant military power to other posts. Only the Prince of Runan is someone they dare not touch, because the country was won by Emperor Shizong, the Emperor, and the Prince of Runan. But as long as the Prince of Runan doesn't relinquish his military power, the Emperor's heart will not be at peace."

At this moment, Madam Zhao was already trembling with fear and said, "Liu Lang, actually, none of this has anything to do with Zhao Pu. It's the Emperor who's forcing my husband to find a solution."

Liu Lang nodded and said, "If that's the case, I have to quickly persuade Princess Tao. Fortunately, you ran into me today, otherwise it would have been too late."

"Ah? What will happen to Princess Tao?"

Liu Lang said, "After helping Prince Runan with his funeral, won't Princess Tao lead troops to surround the Prime Minister's residence? If she can't kill the Emperor, she can kill your whole family to take the blame for him. I think the Emperor will turn a blind eye, or perhaps he'll simply say, 'It was Prime Minister Zhao who instigated me. I was confused for a moment, I drank too much, and that's why I made such a big mistake.' That's how he exonerated himself."

"Alas! I knew the Emperor would say that."

Madam Zhao stamped her feet anxiously, saying, "Liu Lang, you must help us. My husband is truly innocent."

Liu Lang hummed in agreement, looking at Madam Zhao's frightened appearance, a surge of pride rising within him. He then put his arm around Madam Zhao's slender waist and said, "Madam, don't be afraid, I will definitely help you."

"Hmm, Sixth Brother."

Seeing that she was too close to Sixth Brother, Madam Zhao subconsciously took a step back and said, "Sixth Brother, then I'll trouble you. I'll prepare a banquet at the Prime Minister's residence later, and have my master dine with you."

Seeing that Madam Zhao seemed about to leave, Sixth Brother said, "Madam Zhao, I think that dress of yours is quite nice. Why don't you try it on here and see if it fits?"

"No, it's too late now. I can try it on at home,"

Madam Zhao politely declined.

"Madam, please try it on here! What if it doesn't fit and you have to make a trip back to exchange it? That would be too much trouble,"

Sixth Brother said calmly.

"No need. I trust Tailor An won't make a mistake. I'm a regular customer; he knows my figure very well and wouldn't make a mistake."

Madam Zhao's words were meant to indicate that she wouldn't try on clothes here, but Sixth Brother found them very tempting, thinking to himself: The tailor knows your figure very well? But I also really want to know your figure.

Liu Lang feigned displeasure and said, "Madam Zhao has such a good figure, she must look stunning in this dress. How about I admire her?"

Hearing Liu Lang's praise, Madam Zhao felt a surge of pride and nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll go change."

Liu Lang watched Madam Zhao's retreating figure; she wore a black, form-fitting long dress with thin straps that accentuated her smooth, white neck and back, making Liu Lang's heart flutter.

After Madam Zhao entered the fitting room and took off her outer garment, Liu Lang followed her in.

"Madam, you're so beautiful." "

Liu Lang, I'm not dressed yet, please leave."

Madam Zhao blushed and covered her breasts with her hands.

"Madam Zhao, I can't control myself, you're so beautiful."

Madam Zhao was surprised that Liu Lang would be so bold as to say such a thing and angrily retorted, "Liu Lang! What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of my way!"

Liu Lang's blood was already boiling, and an uncontrollable urge surged within him.

When Madam Zhao saw Liu Lang's face suddenly contort and his pupils turn blood red, as if he had transformed into a demon, she screamed in terror and took a step back.

The next moment, Liu Lang gave Madam Zhao an evil smile. Madam Zhao, even more horrified, quickly retreated.

Seeing this, Liu Lang pulled Madam Zhao's trembling body into his arms from behind and whispered, "My heart is filled with your image at all times."

Madam Zhao slowly turned her head, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise, but without any anger.

Seeing Madam Zhao's change in attitude, Liu Lang guessed that she needed his help because Tao Sanchun wanted to kill her entire family, and thus decided to obey him.

Liu Lang breathed into Madam Zhao's ear, saying, "Madam, believe me, I will treat you well. Zhao Pu is so old, and you are so young. Why should you spend your whole life with him? Besides, can he satisfy you? I can give you a happiness he can't. Moreover, I can protect your whole family's lives. Even the Emperor can't protect your family now, do you understand?"

Liu Lang was gradually breaking down Madam Zhao's will, and suddenly Madam Zhao's beautiful eyes rippled. Liu Lang could see a hint of desire in them.

Liu Lang knew that Madam Zhao must be very lonely and isolated deep down. This was when her will was at its weakest. Thinking of Zhao Pu, who was middle-aged, unlike him, who was young and full of vitality, and as a woman, Madam Zhao also needed care and love. But Zhao Pu was busy concentrating his military power and would definitely neglect her. This was an opportunity not to be missed. Liu Lang had to risk it no matter what and break through Madam Zhao's last line of defense.

Liu Lang gently kissed Madam Zhao's soft, jade-like neck, then kissed her earlobe, cheek, and finally stopped at her cold lips.

Madam Zhao let out a soft moan, clenching her teeth to prevent Liu Lang from

succeeding. However, Liu Lang was already satisfied to have kissed Madam Zhao's red lips, and he didn't want to force her, as that would only disgust her and create resistance. Liu Lang stopped kissing her at the opportune moment, but he didn't release Madam Zhao's hands, knowing that if he did, she would immediately run away.

Liu Lang said affectionately, "Madam, I have admired you for a long time. Ever since that day we played football together, my heart has been filled with your image. I truly love you; I would go through fire and water for you. Be with me! I will definitely make you happy."

Madam Zhao was moved by Liu Lang's words. She grasped his arm, stirring a surge of emotion within him, and he kissed her cherry lips again.

This time, Liu Lang's movements were less rough; he was extremely gentle, wanting to completely melt Madam Zhao's heart with his tender affection.

Madam Zhao tightly closed her beautiful eyes, her delicate body tense to the extreme, like a naive young girl.

Liu Lang was thrilled by Madam Zhao's reaction. He pried open her cherry lips with his tongue and entered her mouth, his tongue immediately intertwining with hers.

At this moment, Liu Lang's hand slipped inside Madam Zhao's long skirt, caressing her slender legs. Madam Zhao's body temperature rose steadily under his touch, her pretty face flushing a captivating blush, and her legs instinctively tightened.

Liu Lang lifted Madam Zhao's delicate body and carried her behind the white curtains, the two embracing in the cramped dressing room.

Madam Zhao's red hair bun slipped down during their passionate embrace, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. Then, Liu Lang gently removed her undergarment and buried his head in her soft breasts.

Madam Zhao couldn't resist Liu Lang's actions and began to respond passionately, holding his head in her arms. Liu Lang slowly laid her down, his fingers gently tracing the curves of her body, and then he kissed her lips.

Under Liu Lang's caresses, a blush crept onto Madam Zhao's beautiful face, making her even more radiant. Her eyes remained clear, and she sighed softly, saying, "Liu Lang, you mustn't forget me!"

She smiled at Liu Lang as she said this.

Liu Lang smiled back, saying, "Madam, I won't forget you!"

With that, Liu Lang's large hand, which had been caressing Madam Zhao's breasts, squeezed them firmly, then kissed her irresistibly alluring lips. His hands kneaded her breasts, his long tongue slipping into her mouth, sucking her sweet nectar, sometimes biting her tongue with his teeth. His hands on her breasts tightened, changing their shape in his touch, a sight that stirred the heart and soul.

Because someone might enter at any moment, Liu Lang's desire grew ever stronger, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

Madam Zhao's beautiful eyes gradually became hazy, veiled by a thin layer of mist. Her jade-like hands involuntarily hooked around Liu Lang's neck, her head tilted back slightly, twisting her delicate body, occasionally letting out a soft moan of breathlessness, which sounded like heavenly music to Liu Lang's ears.

At this moment, Liu Lang could no longer control himself, but seeing that there wasn't even a stool in the room, he had no choice but to do it standing up. Fortunately, Liu Lang was very skilled at these positions.

Liu Lang had Madam Zhao lean against the wall, lifted one of her jade-like legs, and straddled her waist. Her jade-like leg was slightly higher, revealing her long, snow-white legs and the black silk undergarments between her legs. Then, Liu Lang held her full buttocks, made her lean against the wall, and reached out to remove her lower garment.

Seeing this, Madam Zhao twisted her body, allowing Liu Lang to easily remove her clothes. When the gauze skirt fell to her waist, her jade-like, porcelain-like body was revealed. Her full breasts stood high, topped with rosy nipples, her abdomen was flat, and her buttocks were round. At the junction of her fair thighs lay the mysterious black area!

Madam Zhao's body was as sculpted as a statue, without a single flaw. Liu Lang couldn't help but reach out and gently caress her full breasts. When Liu Lang's hand touched Madam Zhao's breasts, her body trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes, enjoying Liu Lang's caresses.

The sensation from Liu Lang's hot hand slowly spread from Madam Zhao's breasts throughout her body, making Madam Zhao feel her brain begin to go numb. She couldn't help but moan, and her body twisted involuntarily. Her private parts flowed with lustful fluid, soaking her thin underpants.

As Liu Lang removed Madam Zhao's panties and his fingers slipped into her wet, warm private parts, Madam Zhao felt as if her body was melting. The intense pleasure caused the tender flesh inside her to contract and spasm violently.

Seeing Madam Zhao's joyful expression, Liu Lang could no longer suppress his inner desire. His erect penis slowly moved between her legs, occasionally touching the inside of her jade thighs, making her even more excited. She trembled all over, involuntarily raising her hips, yearning for the penis to penetrate deeper and stimulate her more intensely.

"Madam!"

With Liu Lang's soft cry, he thrust his hips forward, and his penis penetrated to the deepest part of Madam Zhao's body, causing her to cry out "Ah!" and her jade leg on the ground to tremble.

Liu Lang held Madam Zhao's other jade leg and began to slowly thrust. Soon, Madam Zhao felt an indescribable tingling sensation spread throughout her body, her breathing changed from a soft cry to a moan, and the twisting of her plump hips became more and more intense.

Liu Lang, holding Zhao's ample buttocks, began thrusting. The intense movements made Zhao's breathing increasingly rapid, and each thrust brought her intense stimulation and pleasure, escalating until she reached a state of complete ecstasy.

At this moment, Liu Lang and Zhao were lost in a sea of desire. After bringing Zhao to three blissful climaxes, Liu Lang roared, "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!" With

that, he ejaculated his semen and seven-elemental true energy into Zhao's body.

Liu Lang and Zhao embraced, lingering for a while longer, before Liu Lang said, "Madam, I must go to the Prince of Runan's residence immediately."

"Liu Lang, you must help me!"

Liu Lang, after dressing, kissed Zhao on the cheek and said, "Madam, don't worry, with me here, your whole family will definitely get through this safely. But when you get back, you must tell Prime Minister Zhao not to incite public anger again, otherwise no one can save him."

Zhao repeatedly agreed, and then Liu Lang left the tailor shop.

As Liu Lang walked, he pondered Zhao Pu's matter, thinking: "I never imagined that killing Zheng Ziming was really Zhao Pu's idea. That old fellow is quite capable; he was familiar with official affairs in his youth. Although he's suspected of killing the Prince of Runan, he's inadvertently done me a great favor, allowing me to replace Zheng Ziming in court. Besides, his wife is now mine, so I'll spare his life for now and resolve this matter for him, focusing all of Tao Sanchun's hatred on Zhao Kuangyin."

Chapter Six: The Grand Tutor's Mansion - All-Encompassing

The next day, Liu Lang arrived at the Grand Tutor's mansion.

Liu Lang and Grand Tutor Wang Ze were strolling along the pond, fragrant with lotus blossoms. The lotus flowers, rising from the mud unsullied, dartd over the leaves.

In front of the pond was a crescent-shaped lake, separated by a narrow path planted with various rare and exotic plants, impassable to pedestrians—a scene resembling a beautiful landscape painting.

Seeing the meticulous planning and construction of every tree and blade of grass in the Grand Tutor's residence, Liu Lang realized that it must have been built by a master craftsman.

Liu Lang said, "Grand Tutor, the main purpose of my visit is to act as a bridge between the Emperor and Princess Tao. After all, our Great Song Dynasty cannot afford chaos in the court and discord between the emperor and his ministers, as that would give the Khitan an opportunity to take advantage."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze replied, "General Liu is absolutely right. I had the same thought. To be honest, the Emperor has been urging me these past few days to handle this matter for him. But you know, Princess Tao is a military woman with a fiery temper. How dare I go to her to plead for her? If she gets angry, she might crush this old man's bones! It's truly putting me in a difficult position." "!"

Liu Lang said, "Grand Tutor, when Princess Tao led troops to force the palace, it was out of a moment of anger, after all, the death of the Prince of Runan was somewhat unjust."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze said, "Yes, now the Emperor also regrets it, and has already executed several ministers who drank with the Emperor and the Prince of Runan that day, even all the personal eunuchs have been given death sentences. The Emperor made a mistake while drunk and killed loyal ministers!"

Liu Lang said, "Therefore, we must reconcile the Emperor and Princess Tao as soon as possible, otherwise, I fear the court will be in chaos! Moreover, Princess Tao has calmed down somewhat, after all, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and our Great Song still has to face external threats." "The threat must not be underestimated. I can handle Princess Tao's side, but the Emperor will have to rely on you."

Wang Ze hurriedly said, "The Emperor has already instructed me that he will agree to any condition as long as the Emperor is not forced to pay for the death of the Prince of Runan."

Liu Lang said, "That makes things easier. Princess Tao has three conditions. First, if the Prince of Runan has any descendants, the title will be hereditary; second, the Emperor is not allowed to implicate any of the Prince of Runan's former subordinates, and the new Five Cities Military Command must be approved by Princess Tao before taking office; third, the Emperor must pay the price for the Prince of Runan's death, even if he..." "He is of noble birth and cannot be punished. Then give the dragon robe to Princess Tao and let her give him a beating to vent her anger."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze nodded repeatedly and said, "I will truthfully report these three conditions to the Emperor, and the Emperor should agree to them all."

Liu Lang said, "That would be best, Grand Tutor. I have been in the capital for some time, but I have not been able to find the time to visit you. Now, because of this incident, I have come to pay my respects. Please forgive me, but I hope that in the future, I will ask the Grand Tutor to give me more guidance in officialdom."

Liu Lang knew that Wang Ze was the Minister of War, and the promotion of officials in the Ministry of War was entirely under his control.

Wang Ze, cunning and shrewd, immediately understood Liu Lang's meaning and laughed, "General Liu, you're too kind. Although I am now in charge of the Ministry of War, you are a pillar of our Great Song Dynasty. Not to mention your outstanding military achievements, now that your sister has entered the palace and been made a Noble Consort, you are the Emperor's brother-in-law and the future son-in-law of the Prince of Jin. I will need General Liu to put in a good word for you before the Emperor in the future."

Liu Lang smiled knowingly and said, "Likewise."

Then the two of them laughed heartily.

Liu Lang said, "Grand Tutor, you'd better go to the palace now to meet the Emperor and tell him about Princess Tao's conditions. If the Emperor has no objections, we should hurry up..."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze said, "Then I will go to the palace now to meet the Emperor. General Liu, you wait for my news at the mansion."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze led Liu Lang to the study, had a servant call Lady Wang over, changed into his court robes, and said to Lady Wang, "Madam, I am going to the palace to meet the Emperor. You stay here and have tea with General Liu. Do not neglect him."

Lady Wang said, "My lord, I understand."

As soon as Grand Tutor Wang Ze left, Liu Lang swarmed around Lady Wang Ze like a bee, praising her figure as comparable to a fairy from the Jade Pool and her beauty as comparable to a fairy from the Moon Palace.

"Madam Wang, how do you maintain such a good figure and skin? You look like a young woman in her twenties. A few days ago, I had the honor of meeting Consort Wang. If you two stood together, outsiders would definitely not be able to tell who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister."

Madam Wang felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey from Liu Lang's praise. She said, "Liu Lang, you really know how to talk. But I do pay great attention to health preservation. To tell you the truth, Her Highness often brings me the beauty supplements that are presented as tribute."

Liu Lang thought to himself: Madam Wang seems to be a slut. With this kind of person, there's no need to play any tricks. I can just rape her first, and then conquer her in the process of raping her, just like I conquered her daughter a few days ago.

"Madam Wang, especially when you were on the field, wearing a tight-fitting outfit, your heroic and dashing appearance completely captivated me."

As he spoke, Liu Lang leaned forward and put his arm around Madam Wang's slender waist from the side.

At this moment, Madam Wang not only didn't dodge, but instead leaned towards Liu Lang, saying, "You still have the nerve to say that! If it weren't for your amazing ball skills, how could we have lost so badly? I got so drunk, I don't even know how I got home! Humph! You little rascal, I'm still looking for revenge!"

Liu Lang laughed loudly, saying, "How do you want revenge? Do you want to eat me?"

"I'm going to eat you."

At this moment, Madam Wang's beautiful eyes sparkled, her pink face flushed, a captivating beauty, especially her mature and alluring charm, easily arousing Liu Lang's desire. Her exquisitely beautiful face, lightly made up, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, formed a fatal temptation, and her graceful body under the thin gauze, her snow-white skin, would make any man feel an urge to hold her in his arms and ravage her with endless passion and thrusts. Every move she made carried unparalleled charm, stirring the raging fire of desire within Liu Lang.

Liu Lang couldn't help but hug Madam Wang, placing her on his lap, and said, "Madam, I've come here today specifically to apologize to you. I promise you can do whatever you want with me today, without a single complaint. Eat whatever you want."

A hint of barely perceptible smugness flashed in Madam Wang's eyes as she turned her head to the side, saying, "Liu Lang, this is the Grand Tutor's mansion, not the arena. Put me down quickly. I am the current Emperor's mother-in-law."

Liu Lang, however, flipped Madam Wang over, placing her face down, and then with a large hand, slapped her high, plump buttocks hard, saying softly, "The current Emperor's mother-in-law? That's perfect. The Emperor mistakenly killed the Prince of Runan, so you'll pay for your son-in-law's debt!"

"Hmm... what does that have to do with me? How dare you spank my buttocks!"

Madam Wang let out a soft moan. It turned out that after spanking Madam Wang's buttocks, Liu Lang had been kneading her round, beautiful buttocks, the force varying from light to heavy.

Madam Wang could feel the heat emanating from Liu Lang's large hands, burning her body and causing her to writhe involuntarily. She said, "Liu Lang, spare me! It's the Emperor's fault, it has nothing to do with me."

Liu Lang continued to caress Madam Wang's fragrant buttocks and whispered in her ear, "To avoid making a big fuss, I have no choice but to make you suffer a little. You will be punished on behalf of your son-in-law!"

As he spoke, a surge of heat rose rapidly in Liu Lang's lower abdomen, and his erect penis pressed against Madam Wang's lower abdomen.

Hearing Liu Lang's words, Madam Wang's eyes lit up. She couldn't help but get excited and asked, "How will you punish me?"

Liu Lang suddenly tightened his grip, vigorously kneading Madam Wang's buttocks, saying, "Just make me happy. If I'm happy, Princess Tao won't be angry anymore."

Madam Wang let out a soft cry, her jade-like hands wrapping around Liu Lang's neck, her legs entwined around his waist, and she said in a seductive voice, "If you're happy, why won't Princess Tao be angry anymore?"

Liu Lang laughed, "Because Princess Tao listens to me now! I tell her what to do, and she does it."

"Ah?"

Madam Wang immediately understood, saying, "That Tao Sanchun actually beat me to it? Liu Lang, do you have a relationship with her?"

Liu Lang laughed heartily, saying, "I'm almost pregnant with a son, so one of the conditions I proposed to the Emperor was that if Princess Tao gave birth to a son, the title of princess would be hereditary?"

"Sixth Brother, you're so naughty! Princess Tao actually... "

Sixth Brother chuckled, "Madam Wang, enough talk, show me with your actions!"

Madam Wang's alluring eyes darted around Sixth Brother's waist, her seductive demeanor igniting his desire. He couldn't help but kiss her snow-white neck, pressing her breasts tightly against his chest, feeling their cotton-like softness. His large hands vigorously kneaded her body, as if trying to meld her into his being.

Madam Wang held Sixth Brother tightly in her arms, kissing his face lightly, her tongue occasionally darting out to gently touch his cheek.

"Mmm."

At this moment, Sixth Brother couldn't help but groan. Wherever Madam Wang's lips touched, they brought him an intoxicating pleasure, even more intense than during intercourse, making Sixth Brother feel an urge to ejaculate.

Liu Lang's hands tightly gripped Madam Wang's flawless, rounded buttocks, pulling her forcefully into his embrace. His erect penis rubbed against her long, slender legs through her clothing, and Madam Wang responded to his movements.

Liu Lang and Madam Wang, on the grand chair in Grand Tutor Wang Ze's study, tore at each other's clothes.

When they were completely naked and embracing, Madam Wang exclaimed in surprise, "My God, it's so big!"

Liu Lang smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"

Madam Wang lovingly grasped Liu Lang's erect penis with her slender, smooth hands, bringing it to her already wet and slippery private parts. Her heart pounded wildly, and she looked at Liu Lang seductively. Seeing this,

Liu Lang thrust his hips forward, inserting his penis into her honeyed depths, and both of them simultaneously let out satisfied groans.

Madam Wang murmured sweetly, "Sixth Brother, you...you're so powerful!"

Sixth Brother thrust his dragon spear into Madam Wang's honeyed cave, admiring her full breasts, her rosy nipples slightly upturned, her long, firm legs, her round, fragrant buttocks, her flat, firm abdomen, and the thick, alluring pubic hair.

Madam Wang was thirty-four, the prime of her womanly charm, and after his caresses, she was at her peak both mentally and physically, exuding an extremely alluring and seductive charm.

Looking at Liu Lang, Madam Wang said affectionately, "Liu Lang, your thing is so wonderful! It's so different from my husband's, it makes me feel so good."

As she spoke, she placed her hands on Liu Lang's shoulders, her tender buttocks moving up and down on their own, her wet and slippery honey hole tightly enveloping Liu Lang's dragon spear, saying, "Liu Lang, I love this feeling so much!"

Liu Lang said, "Madam, your little cunt is so tight! It feels so good, I didn't expect that even after having a child, you still have such a tight and wonderful place, it's just as tight as your concubine daughter, I love it."

Madam Wang exclaimed "Ah!" and said, "What did you say?"

She couldn't help but stop her movements.

Liu Lang slapped Madam Wang's tender buttocks and said, "I said, you're even tighter than your daughter."

"You little rascal, when did you do this kind of thing with my daughter? She's the Emperor's woman!"

Liu Lang snorted and said, "The Emperor is just like your master, a useless man. How can he compare to me? Don't you think so?"

Now Madam Wang was completely infatuated with Liu Lang and echoed, "Yes, how can he compare to you?"

Liu Lang hummed and said, "However, your technique is better than your daughter's. I like you very much. If there's a chance, I'll find Consort Wang, and you can compete with her. It will definitely be quite good."

Madam Wang said coquettishly, "Liu Lang, you're so naughty. You want to have both mother and daughter!"

Liu Lang laughed and began to thrust his dragon spear vigorously, causing Madam Wang to tilt her head back and let out a satisfied moan. Her two beautiful legs tightly wrapped around Liu Lang's waist. Then Liu Lang thrust his lower body upwards with force, pressing their lower bodies tightly together without even a gap.

Madam Wang clenched her teeth, trying to suppress any moans from her lips so as not to be heard. But this only fueled Liu Lang's lust, burning away any remaining tenderness he might have felt.

Excited, Liu Lang embraced Madam Wang, holding her lower body firmly in place, and began thrusting into her with a frenzied, relentless force.

"Ah, Liu Lang, be gentle! Ah… I'm going to come!"

Madam Wang was now overwhelmed by the onslaught, moaning incessantly, "I can't take it anymore… be gentle."

Madam Wang twisted her body, responding to Liu Lang's relentless thrusts. She tossed her head, her hair damp with sweat, exuding an indescribable languid charm. Her beautiful face, naturally flushed without makeup, and her bright eyes, with their captivating allure, made Liu Lang even more aroused, thrusting with even greater force.

Liu Lang lowered his head and kissed Madam Wang's snow-white breasts, biting down on one of her already erect nipples. His tongue flicked rapidly, and he gently nibbled at it with his teeth. The strange, stimulating pleasure sent shivers down Madam Wang's spine, eliciting a soft, seductive moan.

Madam Wang reached out and tightly embraced Liu Lang's head, pressing him against her chest. Her lower body thrust violently, her moans growing louder and more alluring.

At this moment, Madam Wang's eyes were languid, her cascading hair swirling wildly, her body trembling, beads of sweat glistening on her skin, her breasts rising and falling slightly, her alabaster skin glowing a vibrant crimson.

Seeing this, Liu Lang thrust even harder, each time penetrating deep into Madam Wang's body, making her heart pound in her throat and her body go limp. Her legs, which had been wrapped around Liu Lang's waist, drooped weakly to her buttocks, and her delicate body slid back and forth with Liu Lang's thrusts. Her hands were also left limply, and her high breasts rose and fell like waves... Looking at Madam Wang, whose hair was disheveled, face was flushed, and love juices were flowing freely, Liu Lang was filled with a sense of accomplishment, and his dragon spear moved even faster.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, it's coming again! Give it to me, quick!"

Madam Wang cried out incoherently. Each thrust from Liu Lang made her heart pound in her throat. Finally, trembling all over, she screamed and hugged Liu Lang tightly. Her body convulsed violently, and then a warm liquid gushed out… At that moment, Liu Lang felt a surge of pleasure: "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!" Then,

a stream of semen, accompanied by the Seven Yuan True Qi, shot into Madam Wang's body like a raging torrent… Madam Wang lay limp on Liu Lang's lap, her eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing rapid.

Liu Lang pulled Madam Wang into his arms, stroking her smooth, satin-like skin.

After a moment, Madam Wang's breathing calmed, and she said in a soft, sweet voice, "Liu Lang, you're so strong! I've never felt so satisfied before!"

Liu Lang said smugly, "Then when you're lonely in the future, I'll come and comfort you, okay?"

Lady Wang smiled charmingly, "Sixth Brother, I'll listen to you. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it, as long as you're good to me."

Sixth Brother chuckled, "Of course I'll be good to you!"

Imperial Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the backyard of Hall of Mental Cultivation, ancient evergreen trees, their branches and leaves lush and verdant, their canopies almost completely obscuring a small pond. In the emerald-green pond, dozens of red and white carp, along with some rarer specimens with speckled patterns, darted back and forth in the water where shadows and light rippled, appearing exceptionally joyful.

"Splash, splash!"

Small fish food balls were tossed into the water, scattering as soon as they hit the surface, causing the small fish to scramble for them, quickly forming clusters of round, flower-like shapes.

At this moment, Consort Wang leaned against the railing, lost in thought, idly tossing fish food. Finally, she simply tossed the remaining fish food aside, stood up, and called out, "Someone, bring some more fish food."

Upon hearing this, a young palace maid immediately brought over a copper basin filled with fish food.

The shimmering, clear lake was bordered by weeping willows as thick as bowls, their branches swaying in the breeze like tassels on a woman's skirt.

This lake was specially built during the reconstruction of Fanxiu Palace. Artificial rock formations and caves were piled up on the shore, from which clear water gushed forth, splashing onto huge white boulders, creating a spectacular spray of white mist.

Consort Wang leaned against the railing, but had no heart to appreciate the scenery of the lake. Her thoughts had already wandered elsewhere. She vaguely heard the voices of the palace servants around her, then came back to her senses and saw a group of people escorting Zhao Kuangyin towards her.

Zhao Kuangyin wore a magnificent robe of seaweed blue with a kui pattern. As he approached Consort Wang, he took her hand and said, "My beloved consort, what's wrong with you these past few days? I truly don't understand. What have I done to offend you? Why have you ignored me since your last visit home?"

Little did Zhao Kuangyin know that since her last visit home, after being captivated by Liu Lang's dragon spear, Consort Wang felt as if she had lost her soul if she didn't see him for a day. Moreover, in her eyes, although Zhao Kuangyin was the emperor, she had already had her fill of being a consort and now longed to be a woman, a happy woman.

Liu Lang's dragon spear was something Zhao Kuangyin lacked; Liu Lang's youthful passion was something Zhao Kuangyin lacked, especially Liu Lang's seven-elemental true energy, which had left Consort Wang distracted these past few days.

Consort Wang, like her mother, was a woman of noble appearance but licentious heart. Now, she was deeply attracted to Liu Lang and could not stop thinking about him. She longed to throw herself into Liu Lang's arms, kiss his dragon spear, let it penetrate her body, and let him take her to the peak of pleasure. So last night, when Zhao Kuangyin wanted to have sex with Consort Wang, she refused. Zhao Kuangyin thought he had offended Consort Wang for some reason, so as soon as he finished his affairs of state, he rushed to ask Consort Wang about it.

After asking for a long time without finding out why Consort Wang was angry, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I understand. In three days, it will be my wedding day with Consort Yang. My beloved, you must be jealous, right? Alas, you must understand my good intentions! The Yang family has just helped the Song Dynasty quell the Chu Kingdom, and their prestige is at its zenith. You know that my empire is very unstable. A few days ago, Shi Shouxin and Gao Huaide transferred their military power, and I also dismissed all the military generals. Therefore, if we are to fight against the Liao Dynasty, we need a general in the court to command the troops! So I need the Yang family now. Yang Liulang and Yang Mengluo have been ordered to come to the capital. I have made Yang Mengluo a Consort, so that the Yang family will protect my Song Dynasty. My beloved, I still love you the most!

" The Imperial Concubine Wang gave a lukewarm "hmm" and said, "Your Majesty, I've been preoccupied these past few days, not because of this, but because my mother hasn't been feeling well lately, and I miss her terribly."

Zhao Kuangyin smiled and said, "My dear consort, if you miss your mother, you can go home to visit her!"

The Imperial Concubine Wang pouted and said, "According to the laws of the Song Dynasty's inner palace, consorts cannot go home casually. I just went home a few days ago, and if I go back again…"

Zhao Kuangyin quickly flattered her, saying, "My dear consort, if you want to go home, you can go home. It's my permission; what are you afraid of?"

The Imperial Concubine Wang happily said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Kuangyin smiled and nodded, thinking: It's better to get rid of the Imperial Concubine Wang, lest she come and disrupt my marriage to Consort Yang in three days.

At this moment, a eunuch came to report that Grand Tutor Wang Ze requested an audience.

Zhao Kuangyin issued an edict: "Summon them!"

Wang Ze approached Zhao Kuangyin, first bowing to the Emperor, then to Consort Wang. Although Consort Wang was his daughter, the proper etiquette between ruler and subject still had to be observed.

At this time, Wang Ze told Zhao Kuangyin about the three conditions that Tao Sanchun had proposed, as told to him by Liu Lang.

These past few days, Zhao Kuangyin had been troubled by this matter. After killing Zheng Ziming, he was filled with fear and often had nightmares, dreaming that the Prince of Runan came to claim his life. He already felt deep regret, but for the sake of stabilizing the Song Dynasty, he could only continue with the past. Now, Consort Tao had agreed to reconcile with him, and the conditions she offered were not too difficult. However, he was uneasy about handing over the position of the Five Cities Garrison to an outsider.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kuangyin told Wang Ze about his concerns.

Wang Ze, well aware of Zhao Kuangyin's thoughts, said, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, the Five Cities Garrison Command commands the defense of Bianjing. Although this position isn't high-ranking, it concerns the safety of everyone in the capital. If the candidate is unsuitable, it could have extremely serious consequences."

Zhao Kuangyin said, "I will consider this matter carefully. Military power must not fall into the hands of outsiders; it must be held by a direct relative of mine, and absolutely loyal to me. Grand Tutor Wang, do you have a suitable candidate in mind?"

Wang Ze thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think of Yang Liulang?"

Zhao Kuangyin pondered for a while and said, "Liulang is proficient in both literary and military arts; he is a talented individual." " But he's only just arrived in the capital, and he's already been given such an important position. Won't the officials say I'm being unfair? They'll say I'm favoring my brother-in-law."

Wang Ze said, "Yang Liulang is Yang Guifei's younger brother, so he's practically a close relative of the Emperor. Especially since he came to the capital, he's won people's hearts by handling the matter of Princess Tao's

reconciliation with the Emperor. Otherwise, Your Majesty could listen to everyone's opinions at tomorrow's morning court session before making a decision." Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said, "Very well, Grand Tutor, go and help Liulang settle things with Princess Tao for me. Let's agree to these three conditions for now."

Wang Ze accepted the order and was about to leave when Wang Guifei said she wanted to go home with him. Zhao Kuangyin naturally agreed.

When Wang Ze and Wang Guifei returned to the Grand Tutor's residence, Liulang and Lady Wang had already made love three times in a row and were having a passionate time in the study.

Upon hearing of Wang Ze's return, Madam Wang hurriedly pushed Liu Lang aside and hastily put on her clothes. In her haste, she couldn't put on her trousers, but Wang Ze had already led Consort Wang to the study door. In her haste, Madam Wang rolled up her underpants into a ball and threw them behind the bookshelf, thinking, "I'll get them later!" Then she put her skirt down and calmly picked up her teacup to drink tea. Meanwhile, Liu Lang had already finished dressing.

When they saw Wang Ze and Consort Wang enter, Liu Lang and Madam Wang stood up simultaneously, first bowing to Consort Wang. Liu Lang took the opportunity to glance at Consort Wang and saw her exchanging flirtatious glances with him. He was immediately delighted, thinking, "Think of the devil, and he appears! Consort Wang has arrived just in time. It seems tonight will be quite an adventure."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze laughed and said, "Sixth Brother, the Emperor has agreed to Princess Tao's conditions."

Sixth Brother said, "That's all thanks to the Grand Tutor! With the Emperor and his ministers of one mind, the Song Dynasty is now at peace. This is truly a cause for celebration!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze stroked his beard and said, "This is all thanks to General Yang. How could I dare to claim credit?"

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Ze ordered a banquet to be held in his study to celebrate the resolution of the matter between Princess Tao and the Emperor. Sixth Brother was overjoyed and naturally did not refuse.

In the study, Liu Lang, Wang Ze, Madam Wang, and Consort Wang sat together. Liu Lang and Grand Tutor Wang Ze were exchanging toasts. After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Grand Tutor Wang Ze, having drunk three cups, was already somewhat tipsy. His alcohol tolerance was only average, and Liu Lang had intentionally encouraged him to drink more.

Seeing this, Liu Lang secretly winked at Consort Wang and pinched her thigh under the table, signaling her to persuade Wang Ze to drink.

Consort Wang, being quick-witted, immediately understood Liu Lang's meaning. She stood up, picked up the wine pot, and went to Grand Tutor Wang Ze, personally pouring him a cup of wine, saying, "Father, you've worked hard these past few days. Your daughter hasn't been by your side, so please take care of yourself and rest!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze, pleased by Consort Wang's concern, replied, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Your Majesty."

With that, Wang Ze drank the wine Consort Wang had offered in one gulp.

While Consort Wang was toasting Grand Tutor Wang Ze, Liu Lang, using the table as cover, moved his chair closer to Lady Wang. The two had engaged in a passionate encounter that afternoon, but Grand Tutor Wang Ze returned just as the activity was reaching its climax, preventing them from fully satisfying themselves.

At this moment, Liu Lang was caressing Lady Wang's buttocks. Because of the table, Wang Ze couldn't see Liu Lang's indecent assault on his wife, but Consort Wang, standing beside Wang Ze, noticed the actions between Liu Lang and Lady Wang, yet she remained silent.

Seeing Liu Lang's ambiguous smile, Lady Wang felt a surge of desire, but Liu Lang's blatant flirting in front of Wang Ze and Consort Wang, and even more egregiously, his fondling of her buttocks, filled her with shame and indignation. Moreover, she was facing Consort Wang's beautiful face.

"No! Don't!" Lady Wang cried out inwardly, but dared not show her emotions.

Seeing this, Liu Lang became even more audacious, his large hand reaching under Madam Wang's skirt beneath the round table, brazenly caressing her jade-like legs, causing Madam Wang's heart to tremble. She thought: Heavens! He's actually taking liberties with me in front of the master!

At this moment, Liu Lang's large hand slid down Madam Wang's smooth inner thigh to the groin, then gently kneaded her tender private parts. Madam Wang's delicate bud deformed and swelled in Liu Lang's hands, soon overflowing with lustful fluid.

No! Don't! The master will find out! Madam Wang's heart pounded, her legs tightly clamping Liu Lang's wicked hand, her eyes signaling him not to go too far.

At this moment, Consort Wang returned to her seat after pouring wine for Wang Ze, her beautiful eyes wide as she watched Liu Lang wantonly violating her mother under the table.

Consort Wang snorted, angrily reaching her delicate white hand towards Liu Lang's waist and abdomen, grabbing his penis through his trousers.

At this moment, none of the three—Liu Lang,

Wang Guifei, and Wang Ze—spoke, tacitly condoning each other's barbaric behavior. Although Madam Wang already knew about the relationship between Liu Lang and Consort Wang, seeing her daughter, a noble consort, placing her hand on Liu Lang's lower body and engaging in such an intimate act, Madam Wang thought: "My daughter is truly infatuated with this boy! Alas! It seems we, mother and daughter, are destined to become his toys. Who can blame us when his dragon spear is so powerful?"

Madam Wang then glanced at Wang Ze, who was drunk and holding a wine cup, and sighed inwardly, letting Liu Lang insert his fingers into her wet jade gate.

At this moment, Liu Lang's one hand caressed Madam Wang's beautiful buttocks, then he reached out with his other hand and placed it on Consort Wang's body.

What difference was there between Consort Wang's fragrant buttocks and her mother's? This incredibly tempting thought rose and quickly expanded in Liu Lang's mind. Smelling the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from Consort Wang, he couldn't help but slip his hand inside her gauze skirt, caressing her fragrant buttocks. He couldn't help but praise in his heart: "What beautiful buttocks! Full and round, even larger than her mother's!" The smooth, soft touch made Liu Lang unconsciously increase the pressure.

Consort Wang suddenly felt a burning sensation from her buttocks, then immediately realized it was Liu Lang's large hand. She hadn't expected him to play with her buttocks in front of her mother, causing her heart to tremble. She glanced silently at Madam Wang, only to see that Madam Wang was experiencing the same thing! She thought: "That little rascal Liu Lang, actually taking advantage of both me and my mother in front of my father! How embarrassing!" Thinking this, Consort Wang's slender hand squeezed Liu Lang's penis hard.

Caught off guard, Liu Lang cried out, "Ah!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze asked in surprise, "Sixth General, why did you exclaim?"

Liu Lang, quick-witted, replied, "Grand Tutor, I was surprised to see you still so energetic after drinking so much! I didn't expect your alcohol tolerance to be so good, truly remarkable!"

Liu Lang wanted to give Wang Ze a thumbs-up in praise, but he couldn't bear to let go of his hands, as they were simultaneously occupying the important parts of two beauties.

Grand Tutor Wang Ze laughed heartily, "Sixth General, although my martial arts are lacking, my alcohol tolerance is quite good. If you're not convinced, I'll challenge you to a drinking contest today."

Liu Lang chuckled, "Grand Tutor has a great capacity for alcohol, how could I dare to challenge you? But since the atmosphere is so good today, I'll play along with you."

"A drinking contest? You dare to challenge me to a drinking contest?"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze immediately beamed with joy, saying, "Daughter, pour the wine, today I'll show Sixth General my prowess."

Liu Lang sat between Madam Wang and Consort Wang, two different fragrances wafting into his nose, one alluring, one refreshing, just like the two women themselves.

Thinking of the mature and dignified Lady Wang, and her wanton charm in bed, and then of the noble and elegant Consort Wang, who, like her mother, was a lady in public but a wanton woman in bed,

Liu Lang couldn't help but think wickedly: if these two women lay in the same bed, who would be more alluring? A surge of excitement rose within him.

Consort Wang smiled and said, "General Liu, my father is a master of drinking games, so you'd better be careful."

Dressed in a bright green gown, Consort Wang gracefully rose to pour wine for Liu Lang and Wang Ze.

Watching Wang Ze and Liu Lang compete in the drinking game, both Consort Wang and her daughter thought: "I hope Wang Ze is utterly defeated, preferably drunk and unconscious, so I can enjoy the pleasures of love with Liu Lang."

Consort Wang glanced unintentionally at Lady Wang and saw that Lady Wang was also watching her. The thought of the absurd things that would happen between Liu Lang and Lady Wang if Wang Ze became drunk and unconscious made her blush and her heart race.

Madam Wang nudged Consort Wang's shin under the table with her toe and smiled at her. Seeing Madam Wang's smile, Consort Wang felt a sudden surge of joy.

Madam Wang already knew about the ambiguous relationship between Liu Lang and Consort Wang, but Consort Wang was unaware of the relationship between Liu Lang and Madam Wang. Now, seeing Madam Wang's gentle yet provocative gaze, the suppressed desire within her erupted.

After Liu Lang and Wang Ze filled their cups, Consort Wang moved her chair closer to Liu Lang. Once seated, her delicate hand immediately slipped inside Liu Lang's clothes and began to knead him.

At this moment, Grand Tutor Wang Ze, slightly drunk, said, "Sixth General, let's begin. I will recite a poem first, but I will intentionally omit a word. Then you will recite another poem to complete it, and your poem must include a line explaining why my poem omitted a word."

Liu Lang said, "I understand this game, please, Grand Tutor."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze stroked his beard and first recited a Tang poem: "I alone pity the secluded grass growing by the stream, above which a yellow pheasant cries in the deep woods. The spring tide, carrying rain, rushes in the evening, the wild ferry is deserted, lying adrift."

After reciting, Wang Ze said, "Where has the 'boat' gone? Sixth General, you come and finish."

Liu Lang thought for a moment, then recited another poem: "I left Baidi City amidst colorful clouds at dawn, returning to Jiangling a thousand miles away in a single day. The cries of monkeys on both banks never cease, my light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains."

Since "the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains," of course, the "boat" is nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, Liu Lang used Li Bai's "Departing from Baidi City at Dawn" so naturally and aptly that Lady Wang and Consort Wang both applauded and cheered. Even Grand Tutor Wang Ze nodded in agreement, consciously raising his wine cup and saying, "Well done! I concede defeat, I'll drink!"

After finishing his wine, Grand Tutor Wang Ze, still unconvinced, recited: "The moon of Qin, the pass of Han,

ten thousand miles of march, no one returns. If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, the barbarians would not dare to cross the Yin Mountains." After reciting, Wang Ze said, "Hey, where did the 'horse' go? Sixth General, come and get it!"

Sixth Brother laughed heartily, and this time without hesitation, immediately replied: "A memorial presented to the Emperor in the morning, banished to Chaozhou, eight thousand li away, by evening.

Desiring to rid the wise ruler of evils, how could I cherish my declining years!

Clouds hang over the Qinling Mountains, where is my home? Snow blocks the Blue Pass, my horse cannot move forward.

Knowing you have come from afar with good intentions, please collect my bones by the pestilential river."

The sixth line of Sixth Brother's poem cleverly answered the reason why the "horse" was missing.

Grand Tutor Wang Ze shook his head and praised, "Sixth General, you are truly talented, I admire you."

After saying this, Wang Ze poured himself a cup of wine and thought of a more difficult poem, hoping to stump Sixth Brother.

"Before the rain, the flower buds are seen among the blossoms; after the rain, no flowers remain beneath the leaves. Bees? They flit over the wall, making one wonder if spring's beauty resides in the neighbor's garden."

After reciting this poem, Wang Ze said, "Where has the 'butterfly' flown to? General Liu, if you can match this poem, I will gladly admit defeat."

At this moment, Liu Lang was enjoying the company of two women, one hand placed between Wang Furen's legs. Wang Furen's skirt had been rolled up to her waist by Liu Lang, exposing her two beautiful legs, as white as mutton fat jade, along with her honeyed entrance. Liu Lang's large hand lingered at the entrance of her honeyed entrance. On the other side, Consort Wang, using the excuse of dropping her chopsticks, bent down under the table, only to have her head pressed down by Liu Lang. In desperation, Consort Wang went all out, taking out Liu Lang's dragon spear and using her jade hands and cherry lips to caress it.

The reason why Consort Wang and her daughter were so bold, disregarding the presence of Grand Tutor Wang Ze, was because they knew that Grand Tutor Wang Ze had a limited capacity for alcohol; a few cups would make him drunk, and now he had already drunk quite a bit. Although he was still sitting, he was probably already out of it.

However, Liu Lang still earnestly continued with the third poem: "A sparse fence, a path deep within; blossoms fall from the trees, not yet forming shade. Children run quickly chasing yellow butterflies, which fly into the rapeseed flowers and cannot be found."

At this moment, Grand Tutor Wang Ze slurred, "General Liu, indeed, your literary talent is excellent. I, this old man, truly admire you."

After drinking the last cup of penalty wine, Grand Tutor Wang Ze was already delirious, saying, "Eh, where is my precious daughter?"

Consort Wang, hearing Wang Ze looking for her, quickly spat out Liu Lang's spear, crawled out from under the table, and said, "Father, you've drunk too much. Look, I'm right here!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze, still half-asleep, saw Consort Wang crawling out from under the table and said, "Daughter, why aren't you dressed?"

"Ah?"

Consort Wang, startled, suddenly remembered that Liu Lang had taken off her upper garment under the table. She quickly covered her breasts with her hands and said, "Father, you're really drunk. What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not be wearing clothes?"

Seeing this, Liu Lang knew that Wang Ze must be drunk. He thought, "If not now, when?"

With that thought, Liu Lang carried Consort Wang, whose body was already limp as mud. Consort Wang knew that Wang Ze was drunk, and that he usually didn't remember what happened when he was drunk. So she boldly sat on Liu Lang's lap.

At this moment, Liu Lang could no longer suppress his desire. He aimed his erect penis at Consort Wang's wet private parts and thrust it in.

"Oh! Liu Lang, so good."

Consort Wang could feel every inch of her breasts burning. She held Liu Lang's head tightly with her jade hands, as if she wanted to squeeze her jade breasts onto Liu Lang's face.

Seeing this, Liu Lang didn't hold back. He used his mouth to pry open Madam Wang's bodice, then took one of her smooth, snowy breasts into his mouth and grasped the other. The triple pleasure from his lower body, mouth, and hands intoxicated Liu Lang, making him feel as if he were in a dreamlike realm, floating on air.

At this moment, Madam Wang had reached the crucial moment, her plump buttocks shaking rapidly. She said, "Good Liu Lang, thrust into me harder! It feels so good..."

Madam Wang didn't care that Consort Wang and Wang Ze were in front of her. She hugged Liu Lang and quickly moved her buttocks, letting her tender flower bud rub intensely against Liu Lang's hard dragon spear to produce wonderful pleasure.

Consort Wang saw that Madam Wang was already entangled with Liu Lang without any regard for anything else. She couldn't bear the stimulation either. She moved her breast to Liu Lang's mouth. Liu Lang took the breast into his mouth and at the same time tore off Consort Wang's palace skirt, then caressed her smooth, beautiful buttocks.

While enjoying the smooth, plump honey hole of Madam Wang, Liu Lang stroked the smooth jade buttocks of Consort Wang. He then noticed that Grand Tutor Wang Ze was completely unaware, pouring wine, and finally poured the entire cup down his neck.

At this moment, Wang Ze staggered to his feet. Because Liu Lang and the other two were lost in their lust, they hadn't noticed him at all. As Wang Ze approached, he saw Madam Wang's snow-white buttocks swaying before him and slurred, "Madam...you...you're doing...what with your bare buttocks?"

Madam Wang was startled and turned to see Wang Ze standing behind her. She said, "Ah, Master, you've had too much to drink. I was playing a drinking game with General Yang!"

"A drinking game? A drinking game...then play well, win back what I lost earlier, play well."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze let out a burp, patted Madam Wang's buttocks, and said, "I'll go pour some wine..."

"I can't take it anymore! Liu Lang, hurry and do me..."

At this moment, Madam Wang's lower abdomen contracted, and her body trembled violently. Seeing this, Liu Lang thrust his spear forcefully, and Madam Wang's body went limp, sliding off Liu Lang.

"Liu Lang, I want..."

Seeing Madam Wang leave Liu Lang's body, Consort Wang immediately straddled Liu Lang's thighs.

"My dear daughter, do you want to play rock-paper-scissors with Liu Lang?"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze approached, but Consort Wang was already burning with desire. She pushed him away, saying, "Father, look at the state you've become!"

Wang Ze staggered and fell to the ground, immediately falling into a deep sleep.

Consort Wang, holding Liu Lang's erect penis, brought her already wet and slippery jade gate closer. Her buttocks gently lowered, and her tender passage swallowed the penis.

Consort Wang trembled uncontrollably, her lust overwhelming. Liu Lang, seeing this, kissed her lips. Consort Wang slightly opened her mouth, allowing Liu Lang to insert his tongue. Then, she slowly swayed her buttocks.

Liu Lang embraced Consort Wang's slender waist, thrusting his lower body in and out slowly. Consort Wang frowned slightly, holding Liu Lang's shoulders, her buttocks rising and falling in sync with his movements.

Liu Lang teased Consort Wang with a nine-shallow-one-deep thrusting technique, causing her to produce vaginal fluids and writhe in pleasure.

He gently caressed her breasts and chuckled softly, "Your Majesty, you and your mother are just like sisters! Both so tight and so slippery, it feels so good!"

At this moment, Liu Lang turned Consort Wang over, placing her upper body on the table, then spread her thighs, placing one of her jade-like legs on the chair, making it easier for him to enter her.

Holding Consort Wang's buttocks, Liu Lang entered her from behind, while she knelt, making her snow-white buttocks appear particularly full.

Seeing this, Liu Lang's heart surged with excitement, and he thrust faster and more powerfully, saying, "This position is called the Tiger Leap, it's the most primitive way, my darling, do you like it?"

"Liu Lang, I like it so much, you're making me feel so good."

At this moment, Madam Wang, having recovered from the afterglow of her climax, crawled over and nestled beneath Consort Wang, who was kneeling. She saw Consort Wang's hands supporting her on the table, her breasts swaying before her eyes, and she couldn't help but reach out and grasp those breasts, kneading them, and said in a sweet voice, "My dear daughter, is Liu Lang doing a good job for you?"

At this moment, beads of sweat kept seeping from Consort Wang's body. Liu Lang's powerful thrusts left her no time to pay attention to what Madam Wang was saying. Her inner thighs were already glistening with sweat, but she bit her lip to keep quiet. The ecstasy she was experiencing made her feel as if she were floating on clouds.

Consort Wang's flower path was extremely tight, and the enormous dragon spear was relentlessly thrusting into its deepest part, making her feel overwhelmed by its size. Her jade buttocks swayed gently as she said, "Ah, Liu Lang, I feel so good, you're so amazing... fuck me harder..."

At this moment, Consort Wang's entire body turned pink. She arched her slender waist and swayed her jade buttocks to meet Liu Lang's movements. She frowned, gripped Liu Lang's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't stop, Liu Lang, I'm going to cum... don't stop, give it to me..."

As she spoke, Consort Wang's long fingernails dug deeply into Liu Lang's arm, giving him a sense of pleasure.

Liu Lang vigorously kneaded Consort Wang's breasts. After only a few thrusts, her body stiffened, her private parts writhing and twitching, tightly gripping the tip of his spear and sucking it. This caused Liu Lang to tremble violently several times, a strong, tingling pleasure shooting straight to his ejaculation point. He couldn't help but ejaculate wildly, his thick semen filling Consort Wang's tender honey hole. Then, milky white fluid flowed out from Consort Wang's honey hole.

Liu Lang saw Madam Wang standing to the side, and with a wicked smile, he pulled her over, saying, "Good girl, what wonderful nectar! Don't waste it." Madam

Wang hesitated for a moment, but still stuck out her delicate tongue and sucked on Consort Wang's love-drenched jade gate with relish.

Being sucked on by her own mother gave Consort Wang a pleasure she had never felt before. She said, "Ah, Mother, it feels so good, you're sucking your daughter... ah ah..."

As she spoke, Consort Wang's body trembled, and she spurted out another stream of honey fluid.

One ejaculation was hardly enough to quell the burning desire in Liu Lang's heart! Liu Lang turned his gaze to Madam Wang, stripped her and her daughter naked, and then the three of them fell to the floor together, right next to Grand Tutor Wang Ze. Liu Lang then thrust his erect penis into Madam Wang's honeyed orifice once more, pumping in and out incessantly. This night was destined to be filled with endless passion.

The next day, Liu Lang left the Grand Tutor's residence early, because His Highness Prince Jin would be returning from Waqiao Pass, and Liu Lang needed to be on time to see this godfather he had never met before—the second emperor of the Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizong.

Grand Tutor Wang Ze was awakened by Lady Wang splashing him with cold water. She said, "My lord, His Highness Prince Jin has returned today. Aren't you going to pay your respects?"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze slapped his head and said, "Oh dear, look at me, how could I be so drunk? I almost ruined something important. Quickly help me change. By the way, who did I drink with yesterday?" "

Father!"

Consort Wang said coquettishly, "Weren't you drinking with General Yang Liu? You even had a drinking contest with him, and you didn't win a single round."

"Oh!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze slowly remembered, slapped his head again, and said, "This General Yang Liu is truly a man of both literary and martial talents! I never thought I would lose to him. No wonder His Highness Prince Jin wanted to take him as his godson. Hmm, where is General Yang Liu?"

Lady Wang said, "Last night, he saw you were drunk and left."

Lady Wang and her daughter had lied to Grand Tutor Wang Ze, who remained completely unaware.

Chapter Seven: The Purple-Clad Assassin Attacks.

The reception hall of the Prince of Jin's residence was already full. Among them were Pan Renmei, the Vice Minister of War, several high-ranking officials from the Ministry of War, and several military officers from the Five Cities Garrison

. Tao Sanchun was also present, weeping and wailing as she recounted to Zhao Guangyi the murder of the Prince of Runan. After the Prince of Jin's guidance, and with the news brought back by Liu Lang, the Emperor had agreed to concede, granting all three conditions. If the Princess of Runan had an heir, the title would be hereditary. A dragon robe would be presented to Princess Tao to vent her anger. The other condition was who would serve as the commander of the Five Cities Garrison.

All the officers of the Five Cities Garrison recommended Liu Lang for the position. Zhao Guangyi naturally agreed, and when Pan Renmei was asked, he had no objections. Princess Tao, in particular, strongly recommended Liu Lang.

Zhao Guangyi said, "Since that's the case, I will go to the palace to inform the Emperor and recommend Liu Lang for the position of Commander of the Five Cities. Third Sister-in-law, my brother and the Prince of Runan are sworn brothers. The reason he was confused for a moment must be because he listened to the words of a villain. We should try to make this matter a small matter and then let it

go. Now, Yelü Sage, the Southern King of Liao, has 400,000 troops stationed at Zijing Pass, eyeing the Central Plains. We cannot be careless!" At this moment, Grand Tutor Wang Ze arrived. After bowing to Prince Jin, everyone took their seats.

Since Prince Jin, Zhao Guangyi, was in charge of the Ministry of War, almost everyone present held military power in the Song Dynasty.

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin spoke first, saying, "Grand Tutor, you've arrived too. Let me introduce you to someone first."

At this moment, a middle-aged scholar of about forty years old stood up, and Prince Zhao Guangyi said, "This gentleman is Wu Yuanxi, a trusted advisor of Marquis Cheng Shijie of Taiyuan."

Wu Yuanxi bowed to everyone present, and Prince Zhao Guangyi gestured for him to sit down, saying, "Gentlemen, Mr. Wu is an extraordinary person who is well-versed in the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams. Do you know why I brought him back to the capital?"

Everyone shook their heads upon hearing this.

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin continued, "Although our Great Song Dynasty is currently strong and well-equipped, we are surrounded by enemies on all sides. To the south are Wuyue and Southern Tang, to the west is Later Shu, to the north is the Khitan, and to the northwest is the Uyghurs. The Khitan are eager to seize the Central Plains, but to the north, we have the Waqiao Pass, Yijin Pass, and Yukou Pass, which form an ironclad defense line to stop the Khitan cavalry. Although the Khitan are strong and well-equipped, we are no match for them in a land war. However, it will not be easy for them to break through the three passes and take the Central Plains. First, the Khitan are a nomadic tribe, and their logistics are very poor. Without supplies of food and provisions, the Khitan army's southern expedition will be greatly hampered. Moreover, even if they prepare sufficient food, the North China region has many rivers, and they only have horses but no boats, especially no navy, and no waterway transportation." "Even if his army captures three passes, it will be difficult for them to advance an inch,"

said Pan Renmei. "Your Highness Prince Jin is absolutely right. Although the Khitan cavalry is formidable, we can avoid their strengths and attack their weaknesses. Our army has nothing to fear from them. Your Highness's pacification of Cheng Shijie and the destruction of the Northern Han will provide the Song Dynasty with another layer of protection."

Grand Tutor Wang Ze asked, "Your Highness Prince Jin, is this surrendered general from the Northern Han truly trustworthy?"

Prince Jin, Zhao Guangyi, replied, "Cheng Shijie is a man of deep cunning. His betrayal of Liu Jun and surrender to the Song Dynasty was actually to protect himself. He asked me to petition the Emperor to bestow upon him the title of Marquis of Taiyuan and allow him to continue commanding the Shanxi troops. His intentions are obvious to everyone."

Liu Lang looked at Wu Yuanxi and thought: Doesn't Prince Jin fear that this guy will betray him by saying such things about Cheng Shijie?

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin continued, "Mr. Wu and I hit it off immediately. He volunteered to help me recruit the Suspended Island. Perhaps many of you aren't very familiar with the Suspended Island of Yi River?"

Pan Renmei said, "Your Highness, back when Emperor Shizong was in power, the Suspended Island was an extremely important military stronghold on the northern frontier of the Great Zhou. Located in Yi River Lake, it's said that the surrounding waters are riddled with traps, making it impossible for outsiders to reach the island. Three years ago, Liu Jun of the Northern Han attempted to seize the Suspended Island to lure the Khitan army south into the Central Plains. However, his 30,000-strong navy was completely annihilated in a single battle at Yi River Lake, sinking to the bottom of the lake to feed the fish and shrimp. Although the Suspended Island is not..." "It's vast, but the Yi River system connects the entire North China Plain; moving one part affects the whole. If the Liao army controls this area, it will be extremely difficult for our Great Song!"

Grand Tutor Wang Ze said, "Indeed, the lord of this Yi River Cold Mountain Suspended Island is named Bai Songlin, a general from the previous dynasty. After Emperor Taizu donned the yellow robe, he refused to change the flag of the Great Song, so he led his 8,000 naval troops to occupy Yi River Lake. Because Emperor Taizu was mindful of Emperor Shizong's feelings, he never sent troops to wipe out this force. In recent years, they have been quite disciplined on the island, rarely harassing our important forward towns. Therefore, the Ministry of War has no plans to unify it. Could it be that His Highness Prince Jin intends to conquer it?"

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin nodded and said, "That 's right. I plan to first offer amnesty, then launch a campaign. This Mr. Wu is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams. He can help me draw a map showing the distribution of mechanisms in the waters surrounding the Suspended Island of Yishui Hanshan

." "So that's how it is!" Pan Renmei and Wang Ze nodded and praised, "Your Highness is wise. With that map, we are absolutely certain we can take the Suspended Island."

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin continued, "Even if the three passes are lost, as long as the Suspended Island is in our hands, the Liao cavalry will have to transport supplies and provisions by waterway to continue their southern campaign. If we station a navy there, it will surely terrify the Khitans and thwart their plans."

Everyone praised Prince Zhao Guangyi's wisdom.

Liu Lang, however, was preoccupied. He recalled that before he transmigrated, wasn't it at the bottom of Yishui Lake that he discovered the submerged iron tower? Then I met Princess Chai again, and after I helped her remove the thousand-year-old curse that was pressing down on her, I was transported here with a "boom". Is that story really going to happen?

After the officials dispersed, Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin changed into his court robes and prepared to enter the palace to meet the emperor. He wanted to talk about Tao Sanchun's matter, and also about how the emperor should come up with a decisive strategy in response to the Khitan army's advance.

Zhao Guangyi then asked Wu Yuanxi, "Mr. Wu, how long will it take to draw that map?"

Wu Yuanxi replied, "At the fastest, it will take ten days."

Zhao Guangyi nodded and said, "Is it that complicated?"

Wu Yuanxi said, "To strive for accuracy and reduce the innocent sacrifice of soldiers, spending more time is worthwhile."

Zhao Guangyi said, "Then Mr. Wu, please stay in my residence and draw the map. During this time, I will first petition the Emperor to send an envoy to the Floating Island. After all, Bai Songlin is not an irredeemable villain. We should first be courteous before resorting to force, which will not be contrary to the court's etiquette."

Afterward, Zhao Guangyi said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, Mr. Wu is my guest. I am going to the palace to meet the Emperor. You must treat him well."

Liu Lang obeyed.

At this time, Zhao Guangyi called in several skilled guards from the Prince's residence and ordered them to protect Wu Yuanxi's safety.

After Wu Yuanxi left, Princess Jin said, "Your Highness, you've just returned. Aren't you going to the palace without resting for a while?"

Zhao Guangyi said, "Madam, I have an important matter that I need to discuss with my elder brother immediately, but I haven't told those ministers."

Princess Jin asked in surprise, "What is it?"

Zhao Guangyi said, "When I was trying to pacify Cheng Shijie, I took it upon myself to promise him something."

"What is it?"

Princess Jin asked anxiously.

Zhao Guangyi said, "Cheng Shijie is cunning and shrewd. He's afraid the court won't trust him, so he actually proposed a condition: that the Emperor marry the current princess to his second son, Cheng Qianhu."

"Ah?"

Princess Consort of Jin exclaimed in surprise, "Your Highness, you're incredibly audacious!"

Zhao Guangyi replied, "Don't panic, Madam. I was in a hurry to get Cheng Shijie's help to pacify the Northern Han, so I agreed to his condition. But I left room for maneuver in my words. Of course, the Emperor and Empress are reluctant to send Ning'er far away to Shanxi, so Your Highness needs to immediately adopt a goddaughter and bestow upon her the title of princess to replace Princess Xiuning."

Liu Lang laughed, "This scheme of substituting one thing for another is indeed brilliant."

Princess Consort of Jin suddenly understood and said, "Then Your Highness should hurry to the palace and explain things to the Emperor!"

Zhao Guangyi went to the palace in the morning, but hadn't returned by dusk.

Princess Consort of Jin guessed that His Highness must have been rewarded for his success in pacifying Cheng Shijie and was being kept behind by the Emperor for a celebration.

Seeing that Zhao Guangyi wasn't returning, Liu Lang thought it was perfect, giving him the opportunity to possess his beautiful godmother. Moreover, Liu Lang felt that with Zhao Guangyi back in the capital, having an affair with the Princess of Jin right under his nose would be far more exciting than the previous two times, and the Princess of Jin thought the same.

Holding Liu Lang in her arms, the Princess of Jin felt a flush on her face; the large hand caressing her cheek felt so real. The thought that the Prince of Jin had returned to the capital, and that she, the princess consort of a prince of the Song Dynasty, was having an affair with her newly adopted godson, filled her with a forbidden pleasure.

"Ah!"

The Princess of Jin, lying on the bed, couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Liu Lang's large hands caressed her body, each touch igniting a burning heat, teasing her skin inch by inch. Soon, she felt her whole body burning hot, her desire overflowing.

The most alluring part of Princess Jin's body was her breasts beneath her palace attire. Full and soft, white and delicate, their touch was a hundred times more comfortable than the finest silk. Finally, Liu Lang's large hands reached for her breasts.

Princess Jin could clearly feel Liu Lang's kneading and squeezing, causing her to involuntarily writhe. Her jade hands involuntarily went to her breasts, grasping Liu Lang's hands and pressing them down forcefully, gently rubbing them through her clothes. A surge of intense pleasure washed over her, quickly sending her to ecstasy.

Liu Lang removed Princess Jin's clothes, and their two naked bodies intertwined. Princess Jin's jade hands grasped Liu Lang's erect penis, guiding it to her private parts.

The penis was drawn, unstoppable! Liu Lang's powerful thrust made Princess Jin cry out, and the two began to play a symphony of pleasure…

The bright moon peeked out, casting a silvery glow across the earth.

In the Prince of Jin's residence, Wu Yuanxi was drawing a topographical map of the floating island in Zhao Guangyi's study, meticulously calculating the formulas for arranging the mechanisms within the waterways. In

the main hall, several of the Prince of Jin's top guards were drinking and playing drinking games with a group of burly men, not in uniform but carrying swords and knives. These men were all subordinates of Marquis Taiyuan, Cheng Shijie, who had accompanied Zhao Guangyi to the capital.

Accustomed to the casual lifestyle around Cheng Shijie, Cheng Shijie's men were unreserved in the Prince of Jin's residence, drinking and eating heartily, spitting as they drank.

The guards shook their heads in disgust at the sight.

At that moment, the moon hid behind the clouds, and as the last glimmer of light disappeared, darkness engulfed the earth. In that instant of transition between light and darkness, a purple figure swept across the pond in the Prince of Jin's back garden.

The purple figure swept across the pond and then over a high wall. Ahead lay the study of Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin. The study was lit, and Wu Yuanxi's figure was reflected in the window. In the courtyard behind, four soldiers in military uniforms, holding long spears, vigilantly watched the surrounding movements.

A soft "swish" came from the towering willow tree. One soldier seemed to hear the faint sound and turned to look at the tree trunk. In that instant, a sharp sword pierced his throat. The other three soldiers rubbed their eyes in confusion. In that moment of hesitation, the sword spun and severed three heads in succession. The severed heads on the ground still had their mouths wide open in terror.

At this moment, a purple figure landed steadily in the courtyard. The person slowly turned around, and the first thing that caught the eye was a purple silk veil embroidered with bauhinia flowers, a purple arrow-sleeved outer robe, a purple leather belt, a purple inner garment, and purple boots—everything was purple. Behind the veil, a pair of clear and sharp eyes emitted two cold beams of light.

The purple-clad assassin, holding his sword upside down, approached the study step by step.

At this moment, Liu Lang and Princess Jin were making love again when they suddenly heard shouts outside: "Mr. Wu has been killed! Quickly, catch the assassin!"

Liu Lang immediately stood up and said, "Something's happened."

He hurriedly put on his clothes and said to Princess Jin, "Mother, stay in the room and don't wander around. I'll go check it out."

When Liu Lang rushed to the scene, he saw the guards of Prince Jin's mansion and Cheng Shijie's men fighting with the purple-clad assassin.

The head guard, Qin Yu, shouted, "Sixth General, Mr. Wu Yuanxi has been killed by an assassin! Don't let this assassin escape!"

With that, Qin Yu drew his sword and slashed at the purple-clad assassin.

The purple-clad assassin nimbly dodged Qin Yu's attack, and seemingly not intending to linger, she unleashed a horizontal flash of sword light and burst through the door…

Qin Yu wasn't about to let the purple-clad assassin get away. He drew his sword to give chase, but someone was faster than Qin Yu—a young lama in red robes. His hands were constantly twirling the prayer beads around his neck, his ears listening intently to everything around him. As his large ears twitched, the red-robed lama suddenly opened his eyes and roared, "Take this!"

With that, he opened his hand, and a bloodthirsty golden talisman shot towards the purple-clad assassin.

Although the purple-clad assassin possessed considerable martial arts skills, she seemed unwilling to continue fighting. After deflecting the red-clad lama's hidden weapon with her sword, she leaped onto the west wing of the Prince Jin's mansion. However, just as she landed on the roof tiles, her delicate brows furrowed, and a sharp pain shot through her chest. It seemed she had been struck by the red-clad lama's hidden weapon.

The red-clad lama's bloodthirsty golden talisman concealed twelve deadly silver needles, each as thin as a cow's hair. These twelve needles had been launched in a fan shape along with the talisman, and the purple-clad assassin, caught off guard, hadn't noticed. Moreover, while the needles didn't cause pain upon entering the flesh, they would slowly travel through the blood vessels to the heart. Each time she used her inner energy, the speed at which the needles penetrated her heart would accelerate.

Knowing that the purple-clad assassin had been hit by his hidden weapon, the red-clad lama began his relentless pursuit. He was the first to leap onto the roof, chasing after her.

The two figures moved westward along the west wing of the Prince Jin's mansion, their forms rising and falling, flickering unpredictably.

The night was still and windless, yet the crimson robe moved with the lightness of a kite in flight.

Unable to shake off the red-robed lama, the purple-clad assassin suddenly stopped. The moment she stopped, a large, fierce hand reached for her delicate, fair neck, but the assassin struck before she could even turn around. In a battle

between masters, victory or defeat is decided in an instant.

"Phoenix Wings Soaring Through the Sky" is the most magnificent and lethal martial art of the Lishan Sect.

The Lishan Sect is considered a branch of the Divine Cultivation Sect. While the purple-clad assassin's cultivation hadn't yet reached the pinnacle of Divine Cultivation, once this divine skill was unleashed, the red-robed lama would be utterly powerless against its might.

The purple-clad assassin used the seven primordial spirits cultivated within her body to form a magnificent fire phoenix. Its fiery wings, accompanied by a gleaming sword, enveloped the red-robed lama. Just as the bald head soared into the sky, the purple-clad assassin cried out in pain. A small arrow with a blue dragon's head protruding from its tip was embedded in her thigh—the red-robed lama's final struggle before transforming into a vengeful ghost.

When Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin returned from the palace and entered his study, he saw Wu Yuanxi lying in a pool of blood, the wound between her eyebrows—a fatal sword wound.

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin was so angry that he stamped his feet and beat his chest, saying, "Alas! How could such a thing happen?"

The military officer reported, "Your Highness, the murderer has escaped, and General Liu is doing his best to capture him."

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin slammed his hand on the table and said, "To dare to attempt an assassination at my Prince Jin's residence at this time is simply outrageous! Order the four gates of the capital to be sealed off, and the entire city to apprehend the assassin."

After being wounded, the purple-clad assassin did not bother to check her injuries. She moved like a swallow, passing several mansions, and slipped into the Prime Minister's residence on the main street of the west city...

When Liu Lang led his troops to catch up, the purple-clad assassin had already disappeared. Only the headless corpse of the red-clad lama fell from the roof, and the crimson blood stained the street.

Liu Lang surveyed the surroundings and said, "The assassin can't have gone far. Search every house in this area, dig three feet deep."

For the past two days, Zhao Pu had been on leave from court because he had advised Zhao Kuangyin to strip Gao Huaide, Shi Shouxin, and others of their military power. Now, Zhao Kuangyin was pinning all the blame for the murder of the Prince of Runan on him.

Zhao Pu knew that Tao Sanchun would not let him off the hook. Although Lady Zhao had asked Liu Lang to plead Zhao Pu's case before Tao Sanchun, her improper relationship with Liu Lang prevented her from telling Zhao Pu.

Now, seeing that Prince Jin, Zhao Guangyi, had returned to the capital to seek justice for Tao Sanchun, Zhao Pu thought: "It seems my days are numbered!" So, Zhao Pu feigned illness and hid at home for two days.

Zhao Pu's son, Zhao Jianhui, was an official in the Ministry of Justice, and he and his wife, Wen Suxin, were serving him.

Zhao Pu said, "Madam, let Jianhui talk to me here for a while. You and Suxin should go back to your rooms and rest."

Madam Zhao nodded and came out with Wen Suxin, each returning to their own room.

When Wen Suxin returned to her room, she knew her husband and father-in-law were in trouble, but she couldn't help at all. As she was pondering this, she suddenly heard footsteps on the roof. She was startled, and then the door was suddenly kicked open. A purple figure stumbled in. Wen Suxin was skilled in martial arts, and seeing someone suddenly break in, she instinctively tried to subdue the intruder. But the purple-clad person said to her, "Cousin, save me!"

Wen Suxin looked at the person in surprise. The purple-clad person struggled to lift her veil, revealing a sallow face that still retained the unparalleled beauty of a young girl.

"Zi Ruo'er..."

Wen Suxin said in surprise, helping the purple-clad girl who was about to fall on her.

At this moment, the light in the purple-clad girl's eyes dimmed, and she said weakly, "Cousin, I've been hit by a hidden weapon, and I'm in grave danger. I'm not one to fear death, but I carry an important register. If it falls into the hands of the Song Dynasty, countless Northern Han warriors will die in vain. Please, cousin, do everything in your power to save my life."

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Episode 9

Synopsis:

Zi Ruo'er was seriously injured during an assassination attempt and fled to Prime Minister Zhao's residence to seek refuge with her cousin, Wen Suxin. However, while she was recovering, Liu Lang had already led soldiers to search the Prime Minister's residence. Liu Lang went to the palace to meet Yang Sijie, but encountered Empress Song!) Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Lang, along with Dongfang Ziyu and Yang Sijie, seduced Empress Song, causing her to succumb to lust:

Chapter One: A Secret Meeting at the Prime Minister's Residence. The young mistress

Wen Suxin discovered that Zi Ruoer had been poisoned and saw the poisonous dragon thorn stuck in Zi Ruoer's thigh. She said, "This is a unique hidden weapon of the Five Dragons Temple in the Western Regions. Zi Ruoer, can you still hold on? I will help you heal your wounds."

Wen Suxin dared not delay and immediately locked the door. She turned around and looked at Zi Ruoer, who was struggling in pain...

Wen Suxin quickly helped Zi Ruoer sit on the bed and took off her outer clothes. She was surprised to find something unusual on Zi Ruoer's snow-white breasts. There were several red spots the size of pinholes, and the surrounding area was red, swollen, and black.

Wen Suxin immediately deduced that Zi Ruoer had been hit by a poisoned needle or some kind of hidden weapon…

At this moment, Zi Ruoer also noticed the abnormality on her chest. She truthfully told Wen Suxin, “I was hit by a deadly flying needle hidden within the Bloodthirsty Golden Talisman of the Western Regions monk. That vicious monk must be a master of poisons. Cousin, I’m dizzy and have no strength at all. I probably won’t last much longer…”

Wen Suxin helped Zi Ruoer lie down, looked at the two wounds on her body, and said, “I’ll remove the flying needle for you first. Anyway, we’re both women, so you don’t need to avoid suspicion.”

As she spoke, Wen Suxin removed Zi Ruoer’s pink bodice and found a total of six needle holes on Zi Ruoer’s chest, five of which were concentrated on her right breast.

Wen Suxin told Zi Ruoer to quickly circulate her inner energy to protect her heart meridian and try to prevent the blood from flowing backward. Then, she gently opened her lips, placed them on Zi Ruoer’s wounds, and used her inner strength to draw out the poisoned needle.

Being kissed on the breast by Wen Suxin made Zi Ruoer somewhat apprehensive. Although Wen Suxin was also a woman, her lips kept touching her nipples. This intimate contact made Zi Ruoer's heart flutter. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and her heart was pounding like a deer.

With each needle Wen Suxin sucked out, Zi Ruo'er's pain lessened. The last needle landed under Zi Ruo'er's right breast, directly below the areola. Wen Suxin had to lift Zi Ruo'er's firm breast and cover the needle hole with her lips. Her upper lip accidentally touched Zi Ruo'er's nipple, causing Zi Ruo'er's delicate body to tremble...

"Cousin!"

Zi Ruo'er couldn't help but sit up, but was immediately stopped by Wen Suxin. She gasped for breath, her hands gripping Wen Suxin's shoulders. The silent gesture expressed her heartfelt gratitude to Wen Suxin, while also declaring her pure and innocent virginity.

"Cousin, you're making me so itchy."

Wen Suxin gave a bitter smile and said, "Zi Ruo'er, what are you doing here?"

Finally finishing the passionate healing session, Wen Suxin discarded the six poisoned flying needles, took the antidote, Hundred Flower Dew Juice, and evenly applied it to Zi Ruo'er's wounds. To help the wounds absorb the medicine as quickly as possible, Wen Suxin used her smooth, jade-like hands to lift Zi Ruo'er's injured breasts and gently massaged them...

Wen Suxin's gentle movements once again stirred Zi Ruo'er's girlish feelings. She couldn't help but grab Wen Suxin's hand and whispered, "Cousin, no one has ever touched me here before. Why do I feel such a strange sensation?"

Wen Suxin smiled slightly and said, "Silly girl! You are a royal daughter, a golden branch and jade leaf, yet you've fallen to this state... Alas!"

Zi Ruo'er felt heartbroken upon hearing this and said sadly, "?" "Cousin, you know about the fall of Northern Han? The past is too painful to recall. Because of that traitor Cheng Shijie's betrayal, Northern Han no longer exists. I am no longer a princess, but a wanted criminal by the Song Dynasty. Cousin, you won't regret saving me, will you?"

Wen Suxin sighed deeply, "Our Wen family received the Northern Han emperor's grace, but we have no way to repay it. Although you are a citizen of the Song Dynasty, you will never point your sword at the chest of any Northern Han person. This is my way of repaying our ancestors. Zi Ruo'er, it seems you were hit in the leg by a poisonous dragon thorn. This hidden weapon..." "It's incredibly dangerous. Not only is it poisonous, but it also has barbs. I have to cut open the skin on your leg to remove the weapon. I'm afraid your leg will be permanently scarred, and you'll need to recuperate for a while

before you can walk again." Zi Ruo'er said worriedly, "I'm not worried about the scar. I've already sworn a solemn oath before my father's memorial tablet that I will never marry again in this life, unless time reverses and the Northern Han Dynasty is revived. But with such a formidable enemy at hand, not being able to walk is truly a dilemma for me!"

At this moment, a commotion came from outside

, with the sound of banging on the door and shouts from soldiers. "Open the door immediately! By order of the Prince of Jin, apprehend the assassin. Anyone who deliberately hides will be executed on the spot."

Wen Suxin hesitated for a moment, glancing at the frightened Zi Ruo'er.

Zi Ruo'er whispered, "Cousin, for the sake of our cousin relationship..."

As she spoke, Zi Ruo'er looked at the hesitant Wen Suxin with pleading eyes, hoping that Wen Suxin would save her life.

Wen Suxin thought to herself: This is a crime of treason and betrayal. Once the matter is exposed, I will be the sinner of the Zhao family for all time. Moreover, my father-in-law still has troubles to resolve. If I cause more trouble, the consequences may be unimaginable!

At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, indicating that soldiers had entered the courtyard. Then came Zhao Jianhui's voice: "How dare you! This is the Prime Minister's residence! Where would there be assassins?" "

That room still has its light on. Who's inside?"

"That's my bedroom. My wife is already undressed and it's inconvenient for her to come out to see you, sir."

"Everyone must be investigated! This is Prince Jin's order!"

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Wen Suxin's mind raced. She finally decided to protect Zi Ruo'er. She quickly stuffed her purple robe under the bed, but there wasn't time to change. She covered Zi Ruo'er with her outer garment and whispered, "I'll tell them you're my cousin. She came to visit me these past few days, but she's sick and has to stay temporarily. I hope we can keep it from them..."

Zi Ruo'er nodded in understanding, then forced herself to sit on the bed. Wen Suxin

thought for a moment, remembering Zhao Jianhui's comment that she was already undressed. If the soldiers saw she was undressed, they would probably be too embarrassed to search her.

At this moment, Wen Suxin quickly took off her moon-white undergarment, leaving only a peach-colored bodice. She then draped the undergarment over her shoulders, feigning languor, and lowered the bed curtains before turning to open the door.

Knowing there were women inside, the soldiers had no intention of barging in, especially since this was the Prime Minister's residence; who would dare to cause trouble?

But Liu Lang was not afraid. He had just discovered blood at the base of the back wall, which confirmed that the assassin had entered the Prime Minister's residence.

Liu Lang ordered the soldiers to block Zhao Jianhui aside, then went up to the door himself and knocked. Before anyone inside could open it, he burst in.

As soon as Liu Lang entered the room, he immediately scanned every corner. His intuition told him there was nowhere to hide, but before him stood a beautiful woman of exceptional grace and half-naked body, which made Liu Lang's eyes light up.

Before him stood Wen Suxin, her jade-like body alluring beneath a thin veil. Her elegant eyebrows were like distant, arched mountains, and her long, flowing hair was styled in a bun, adorned with a jade hairpin and emerald earrings. She wore a pure white silk skirt, but surprisingly, only a peach-colored bodice covered her upper body, suggesting she hadn't yet put on her clothes. Her full, tempting breasts made Liu Lang involuntarily swallow hard.

Wen Suxin twisted her body, covering her chest with her hands, and said, "Don't come in..."

As she spoke, her bright, watery eyes gazed at Liu Lang, her hair and emerald earrings complementing each other, making her appear even more beautiful and charming.

Liu Lang sighed and said, "This must be the young mistress. I am acting on the orders of Prince Jin to apprehend the assassin. Please forgive my intrusion."

Wen Suxin nodded and said, "This is routine business. I dare not blame the general. Has the search been completed?"

Liu Lang glanced inside and his gaze was immediately drawn to the half-naked Zi Ruo'er within the semi-transparent curtain.

Zi Ruo'er was too weak to move due to her injuries. Although Wen Suxin had covered Zi Ruo'er with her outer garment, her breasts could still be vaguely seen from the side.

Liu Lang swallowed hard and said, "Excuse me, I am only acting under orders. I would like to ask the young mistress, who is the woman on the bed?"

Wen Suxin replied, "She is my cousin. She came to visit me a few days ago, but unfortunately she fell seriously ill and had to stay here. Because she is very ill, it is inconvenient for her to get dressed. Should the general go and investigate her?"

Liu Lang thought to himself: There must be something wrong here. I am certain that the beautiful young woman on the bed is the assassin! Liu Lang was so sure because he saw the bloodstains on the white sheets and the silver needles on the floor.

However, Liu Lang thought again: But if I give the order, this young woman will be dead. I don't know why she wanted to assassinate Wu Yuanxi. Moreover, if she is arrested, Zhao Pu's family will be implicated, and my ambiguous relationship with Madam Zhao will be exposed. No, I need to consider this matter carefully.

Liu Lang looked greedily at Zi Ruoer lying on the bed. At this moment, she looked sickly.

"Since she's the young mistress's cousin, I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell!"

Seeing Liu Lang turn and leave, Wen Suxin breathed a sigh of relief, though her clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

After Liu Lang led his troops away, Zhao Jianhui hurriedly inquired about Wen Suxin's condition.

Wen Suxin didn't let Zhao Jianhui into the room, saying, "Husband, the person inside is my cousin. She's injured and has been mistaken for an assassin by the soldiers, but you must believe me, my cousin is definitely not a bad person."

Zhao Jianhui was an honest and kind man, always obedient to Wen Suxin, so he didn't doubt her words and said, "Wife, what can I do for you?"

Wen Suxin said, "Husband, please keep an eye on the situation at the Prime Minister's residence. Don't worry about me here. Go back and keep your father company! Also, don't tell your father and mother-in-law that I will send my cousin away tomorrow."

Zhao Jianhui nodded and said, "Then take good care of your cousin."

Wen Suxin turned and went back to her room.

At this moment, Wen Suxin took scissors, sterilized them with fire, and prepared hemostatic medicine. Then she said to Zi Ruoer, "Your leg injury can't be delayed. We should talk about anything after your leg has healed."

After saying that, Wen Suxin used the scissors to cut open Zi Ruoer's underpants, which made Zi Ruoer feel frightened. She quickly covered her private parts with her hands.

Wen Suxin removed Zi Ruoer's hands and said, "Your wound is poisoned, and your underpants are stained with blood. To prevent infection, you can't wear them anymore. I'll give you my clothes later. Also, don't touch them with your hands; this is also to prevent infection. Anyway, I'm a woman too. It's a matter of life and death; are you still ashamed?"

Wen Suxin's icy tone silenced Zi Ruoer, who had already caused Wen Suxin a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Wen Suxin was using scissors to cut open the delicate skin on her thigh and make a perfect cross around the poisonous thorn. Then, she grasped the thorn and pulled it out forcefully, causing Zi Ruoer to let out a soft moan.

Seeing this, Wen Suxin quickly used a cotton ball soaked in white wine to clean the wound and sucked out the venom with her mouth until bright red blood flowed from the wound. Only then did Wen Suxin stop, spit out the venom from her mouth, clean the wound, sprinkle medicinal powder on it, and then bandage it with a fine cloth.

At this moment, Wen Suxin brought a damp towel and wiped the cold sweat that had broken out on Zi Ruoer's forehead from the pain.

Zi Ruoer took a deep breath and said to Wen Suxin, "That evil monk's hidden weapon was truly vicious. Fortunately, I've already killed him myself, otherwise, this humiliation would have been unbearable."

Wen Suxin put down the towel and said, "Alright, you're very weak right now. Don't move around too much. Rest for a while, and I'll take you to a safe place in the back alley."

Zi Ruoer nodded and said, "Thank you, cousin."

Wen Suxin sighed, "You're so badly injured; you shouldn't have left the Prime Minister's residence. But that general's eyes were very sharp just now, and I was afraid he'd notice something was wrong. If he comes back, it'll be troublesome."

Zi Ruoer remembered the lecherous look in Liu Lang's eyes when he looked at her earlier. God, especially since she had been unable to move and even had her chest seen by him, she felt both ashamed and angry. She said, "Cousin, that man is really hateful. I really want to kill him with a knife and gouge out his eyes."

Wen Suxin shook her head and said, "Zi Ruo'er, your leg injury is very serious. Tomorrow I will go to the pharmacy to get you some medicine. You cannot get out of bed for ten days, otherwise your leg will be crippled."

Zi Ruo'er said sadly, "Is it that serious? Cousin, I am really a burden to you."

Wen Suxin said, "That's what happens when we are good sisters. Don't worry, after a few days, when your wound is better, I will send you away from Bianjing."

Zi Ruo'er looked at Wen Suxin gratefully upon hearing this.

"Zi Ruo'er, let's wait a little longer. The soldiers searching outside haven't left yet."

"Cousin, look at me, I'm completely naked. Could you get me some clothes?"

"Okay."

Wen Suxin agreed, taking a set of white silk underwear from the wardrobe and giving it to Zi Ruo'er, saying, "This was part of my wedding dowry. It's the finest embroidered silk from Suzhou. I've always been reluctant to wear it." After

changing, Zi Ruo'er looked at the clothes carefully and said, "It's double-sided embroidery! Cousin, how can I ever repay you?"

At this moment, the searching soldiers headed off in another direction.

Liu Lang, however, stood alone in a corner not far from the back gate of the Prime Minister's residence.

Liu Lang believed that the woman was injured and wouldn't leave anytime soon, and that Wen Suxin would definitely try to save her; it seemed they were relatives. He thought: Zhao Pu, Zhao Pu, you really have one problem after another! The matter of killing the Prince of Runan isn't over yet, and now you're harboring a wanted criminal. I must find your weakness!

Liu Lang originally intended to wait a while longer before going to the Prime Minister's residence to have a detailed talk with Zhao Pu and, incidentally, to blackmail him. Unexpectedly, he saw the back gate of the residence open, and a woman peeked out…

Liu Lang quickly hid himself. He watched as the woman poked half her body out, looked around, and, finding no one on the street, helped another woman out. The other woman limped, and the two then walked into the alley opposite.

"That woman is the young mistress of the Prime Minister's residence, and that female assassin—what are they doing? Trying to escape? But all four city gates are closed; there's no way they can get out."

Liu Lang thought for a moment, then quietly followed.

The innkeeper recognized Wen Suxin and, seeing that the young mistress of the Prime Minister had personally brought the guest, dared not neglect her and arranged the best room for Zi Ruo'er.

Wen Suxin gave the innkeeper a silver ingot, asking him to take good care of Zi Ruo'er.

After returning from the inn, Wen Suxin was about to enter the Prime Minister's residence when a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Young Madam, please wait."

The voice was so familiar that Wen Suxin was startled. When she turned around, she saw Liu Lang standing behind her. Wen Suxin's scalp tingled, and she almost screamed. She forced herself to calm down and said coldly, "General, is something the matter?"

Liu Lang stepped into the doorway and said to Wen Suxin, "Young Madam, you may not know, but the assassin we are going to capture today is a wanted criminal. Soldiers saw the assassin enter the Prime Minister's residence. Although I have already searched it once, I am still not at ease. After all, if the assassin is still here, he could threaten your safety at any time, so I need to search it again."

Hearing Liu Lang's words, Wen Suxin was slightly relieved, thinking: Fortunately, he doesn't know that I have already taken Zi Ruo'er away from the Prime Minister's residence. She said, "Alright, I'll go and call everyone over, and ask the general to search."

Liu Lang waved his hand, saying, "No need. It's best not to alarm so many people. If the assassin is found, those in the know will understand that the assassin was being chased and hiding in the Prime Minister's residence, but those who don't will think the Prime Minister's residence is deliberately harboring an assassin. The Prime Minister is in trouble right now; it's best not to add to his troubles. Don't you think so, young mistress?"

Wen Suxin asked in surprise, "How do you know so much?"

Liu Lang smiled and said, "I am the sixth son of Lord Yang and the adopted son of Prince Jin. Of course I know about these recent events."

Wen Suxin nodded, her heart pounding like a deer. She thought, "So it's him. I've long heard that he's proficient in both literary and military arts; it seems it's true. His mind is so sharp; he must have seen through the clues. What should I do?"

Liu Lang watched Wen Suxin calmly, guessing she must be frightened. He then had Wen Suxin lead him to her bedroom, where he discovered that Zhao Jianhui had not yet returned.

As soon as Liu Lang entered the room, he said, "Young Madam, now that things have come to this, you don't need to hide it from me anymore. Tell me quickly, is that female assassin related to your family?"

Wen Suxin was startled upon hearing this, but quickly calmed herself down and said, "General, you can't falsely accuse the Zhao family without reason; that's a capital offense!"

Liu Lang sneered and said, "Since you know that harboring a wanted criminal is a capital offense, you shouldn't have colluded with the assassin to deceive me. If it weren't for Madam Zhao's sake, I would have arrested your cousin just now."

"You...you, nonsense! How could my cousin be an assassin?"

Liu Lang said, "Since she isn't, bring her here so I can interrogate her properly."

"This..."

Wen Suxin was stunned for a moment and said, "My cousin was frightened just now and I've already sent her away."

Liu Lang sneered, "Frightened? What's there to be frightened about? If you haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"

Wen Suxin, her mind racing, turned around and angrily said, "It's all your fault! You barged in so recklessly, and my cousin wasn't even dressed yet when you saw her. How could she not be scared? She's making a scene, demanding I send her away."

Liu Lang's stern gaze fixed on Wen Suxin's slightly panicked face. He snorted and said, "Nonsense! After I came in, your cousin could have quickly put on her clothes, but she didn't. How could a young girl not notice her exposed body? There's only one possible reason: she was injured, and her injuries were severe enough that she couldn't move. Young Madam, am I right?"

Liu Lang went straight to the bedside, touched the bed with his finger, and then presented a smear of red blood to Wen Suxin, saying, "Young Madam, this is blood. Please don't lie to me; this is your menstrual blood."

Wen Suxin couldn't believe Liu Lang would say such humiliating things. Her face contorted with rage. "You...you really are..."

Liu Lang's face darkened. He bent down and picked up several items from the ground, saying to Wen Suxin, "Young Madam, these fine, hair-like poison needles seem to be the unique hidden weapons of the Jin Prince's mansion. How did they end up in your room? Explain yourself!"

At this moment, Wen Suxin didn't know how to defend herself.

Liu Lang said, "Young Madam, you don't need to hide it anymore. If it weren't for your sake, I would have already brought your cousin to justice. If that were the case, not only would she not survive, but your entire Zhao family would be executed. The death of Prince Rusnan has made the Emperor think of using Prime Minister Zhao as a scapegoat. Now that this has happened, isn't this just walking into the line of fire? The entire Zhao family will be executed because of you."

"No...this is all my fault, General. It has nothing to do with my father-in-law and husband. Please have mercy."

Wen Suxin suddenly went limp and collapsed onto the bed.

Liu Lang sat on the bed, his body pressed against Wen Suxin's delicate frame, feeling her trembling.

He said, "Young Madam, I have long admired your beauty, and seeing you today has made me even more unforgettable. I am utterly captivated by you..."

With that, Liu Lang embraced Wen Suxin.

"No, General, don't do this!"

Liu Lang glared at her, saying, "Young Madam, I am willing to risk my life to commit the crime of deceiving the emperor for the Zhao family. Can't you grant me my affections?"

Liu Lang held Wen Suxin tightly. Because Wen Suxin had never been intimate with a man other than her husband, she was somewhat at a loss. She wanted to struggle, but she feared that Liu Lang, in his anger, would reveal the heinous crime she had committed, which would surely lead to the execution of the entire Zhao family. But how could she allow him to be so disrespectful? Besides, this was in her room, and her husband was still in his father's room, possibly returning at any moment. If he saw this scene…

"General, please, don't do this! My husband will see…"

Liu Lang was unwilling to let go. A large hand slipped under Wen Suxin's clothes, inside her bodice, grasping one of her breasts. Wen Suxin's heart pounded wildly, and she desperately tried to break free from Liu Lang's grasp, wanting to stand up, but Liu Lang pressed her delicate body down on the bed.

Seeing Wen Suxin's desperate struggle, Liu Lang said impatiently, "Young Madam, I have a sincere heart for you. If you truly don't like me, I won't force you. Leave now, but I will lead troops to surround the Sun family's inn behind the Prime Minister's residence."

"Ah…you actually knew!"

Wen Suxin's last remaining hope was shattered by Liu Lang's words. Her body went limp, and she gave up struggling.

She understood that perhaps only by sacrificing herself could she save the Zhao family; after all, it was all her fault, and she could only silently endure.

Seeing that Wen Suxin had given up struggling, Liu Lang grinned wickedly and removed her outer garment. Her breasts were almost bursting from the fabric, the thin shirt clinging tightly to her alluring body, revealing glimpses of her fair skin beneath – truly captivating.

Liu Lang and Wen Suxin's breathing quickened simultaneously. Liu Lang could no longer suppress his desire, reaching out to turn Wen Suxin's soft body around, his eyes burning into her bright eyes, and he kissed her deeply.

Under Liu Lang's skillful teasing, Wen Suxin gradually became aroused, her body writhing restlessly, which only deepened the intimacy with Liu Lang, further igniting his desire.

Wen Suxin felt a hot, hard object pressing against her lower abdomen and couldn't help but gasp, but before she could finish, Liu Lang silenced her with a kiss. Finally, Wen Suxin closed her eyes, her body going limp in Liu Lang's arms, no longer able to struggle.

Liu Lang felt the warmth and movement of Wen Suxin's body emanating from her breasts. Then, one hand slid down to her firm, round buttocks. Wen Suxin shuddered, her body stiffening and trembling violently, her entire body burning with an alarming heat.

Liu Lang's hands continued their relentless caresses within Wen Suxin's clothes. Her nipples, teased by him, stood proudly erect. Although Wen Suxin was already lost in passion, she bit her lip tightly, refusing to make a sound.

Under Liu Lang's clutches, in the blink of an eye, Wen Suxin's thin blouse flew to the side, leaving her only in a peach-colored bodice and white underpants. Her two jade-like arms, as white as snow, were barely concealed by the bodice; her firm breasts and two red nipples were faintly visible.

Wen Suxin opened her eyes, wanting to speak, but saw Liu Lang staring intently at her. She gasped in surprise and immediately closed her eyes tightly. Liu Lang's lips and tongue licked every inch of Wen Suxin's skin, making her tremble and moan softly. Her legs involuntarily crossed and twisted.

Liu Lang's hot, hard member pressed tightly between Wen Suxin's legs, the soft touch stimulating his desire.

Liu Lang tore off Wen Suxin's bodice, exposing her snow-white breasts to his eyes…

Wen Suxin hurriedly wrapped her arms around her chest, but Liu Lang stopped her and then pulled down her underpants.

Now, Wen Suxin was completely naked before Liu Lang. She felt a mixture of shame and fear, her eyes tightly closed, one hand protecting her breasts, the other covering her lower body. Her beautiful, slender legs were pressed tightly together, but she didn't expect that this position would further arouse Liu Lang's lust.

Liu Lang stared intently at the breathtaking body, his heart pounding.

Wen Suxin could feel Liu Lang's gaze fixed on her snow-white, jade-like body, and her delicate frame trembled slightly. Perhaps because she was completely naked, she felt a chill, and a small bulge appeared on her normally smooth, satin-like skin.

Liu Lang knelt on the bed, one hand supporting Wen Suxin's waist, the other grasping her round buttocks, lifting her up.

"Does it feel good?"

Liu Lang whispered in her ear as he stimulated Wen Suxin's increasingly moist private parts with his dragon spear.

Liu Lang embraced Wen Suxin's trembling body, then thrust his dragon spear forward. With a "whoosh," it plunged into her honeyed cave, causing Wen Suxin to let out a muffled groan. Her jade hands involuntarily gripped Liu Lang's shoulders, and she cried out, "No... ah..."

Wen Suxin had never encountered a dragon spear as thick and strong as Liu Lang's. She frowned and cried out in pain. As the dragon spear thrust in and out of her honeyed cave, the pain made Wen Suxin unable to speak anymore, and her honeyed fluid slowly overflowed.

"Your body is so tight,"

Liu Lang said. Before he finished speaking, Liu Lang suddenly exerted force, and his scalding dragon spear fiercely plunged into Wen Suxin's tight valley, like a sharp spear piercing the deepest part of Wen Suxin's body.

"Oh..."

Wen Suxin painfully gripped the bedsheets tightly. Liu Lang's thrust felt like it had pierced her stomach, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

At this moment, Liu Lang felt an intense, blissful sensation and said, "Why are you still so tight? Didn't your husband penetrate that deeply?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Suxin closed her beautiful eyes in shame and remained silent, thinking: What can I say? Liu Lang's dragon spear is practically twice the size of my husband's!

Wen Suxin endured the enormous dragon spear entering her delicate garden, feeling both torment and pleasure, creating a profound inner conflict.

Liu Lang's dragon spear was tightly gripped by Wen Suxin's tight and fiery valley. Although he hadn't yet begun to move, he could already feel the exquisite sensation at the moment of penetration.

"Ah..."

Liu Lang groaned comfortably.

Holding Wen Suxin's pink buttocks, Liu Lang then pulled his long dragon spear back, causing both of them to gasp.

So good, so incredibly good! Liu Lang could almost feel the pressure and friction of Wen Suxin's valley against his dragon spear during the thrusting, the intense pleasure spreading throughout his body.

At this moment, Wen Suxin felt her body filled by Liu Lang's dragon spear, as if she had entered paradise.

Liu Lang's hard and large penis, along with his superb sexual techniques, caused Wen Suxin to close her eyes tightly, moaning incessantly. Her love juices flowed with each thrust, spilling onto the bedsheets.

With each thrust of Liu Lang's penis, Wen Suxin gradually experienced a wondrous sensation, involuntarily moaning, slowly forgetting the pain of losing her virginity. Her body moved in sync with Liu Lang's movements, her expression growing increasingly excited.

Finally, under another round of Liu Lang's powerful assault, Wen Suxin's body tensed, her legs tightly clamping Liu Lang's waist. She let out a series of dreamlike moans, reaching an unprecedented climax, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid amidst waves of pleasure.

Having been so thoroughly aroused by a man for the first time, Wen Suxin, in a moment of shy blushing, rolled her eyes and fainted.

Liu Lang then reached his peak as well, declaring at the moment of ejaculation, "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!"

With that, his seven primordial true energy, accompanied by his semen, shot into Wen Suxin's body.

Liu Lang knew that after being struck by the Seven Yuan True Qi, Wen Suxin would belong to him forever.

Liu Lang slowly raised himself, withdrawing his thick, erect member from Wen Suxin's body, bringing with it a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Wen Suxin, now fully conscious, shyly tried to put on her clothes, but Liu Lang held her tightly, her firm breasts pressed against his chest.

Liu Lang said, "Young Madam, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I will help the Zhao family overcome this calamity."

Thinking of her husband, Wen Suxin cried softly, "You…you must keep your word."

Liu Lang caressed Wen Suxin's silken skin, saying, "A true man's word is his bond, you can rest assured. If I really wanted to harm your family, I would have already kidnapped your cousin."

Wen Suxin snorted, saying, "You did this on purpose, just to possess my body."

Liu Lang stroked Wen Suxin's high, firm breasts, saying, "Suxin, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you." "So, do you like me?"

Wen Suxin said shyly, "I already have a husband, I can't like you."

Liu Lang said, "But your husband can't satisfy you! The happiness your husband can't give you, I can. What woman doesn't want to live in happiness?"

Wen Suxin said, "How do you know I'll be happy with you?"

Liu Lang pinched Wen Suxin's breast and said, "Your body tells me that when you're happy, it will react."

Wen Suxin moaned and covered her breasts with her hands, saying, "You little rascal, you're bullying me again. You're not allowed to touch me again."

"Okay," Liu Lang

replied, but pressed his body against Wen Suxin.

Wen Suxin said in a panic, "You're not keeping your word?"

Liu Lang pretended to be innocent and said, "No! I promised you I wouldn't touch you again in the future, but I didn't promise not to touch you now..."

As he spoke, Liu Lang's dragon spear pierced into Wen Suxin's honey hole.

Wen Suxin

cried out, "Ah!" and involuntarily hugged Liu Lang, saying, "You little rascal, you big pervert, how dare you bully me..."

As she spoke, she bit Liu Lang's shoulder hard.

Liu Lang chuckled and said, "You're hurting me, let go."

Wen Suxin, still biting Liu Lang's shoulder, shook her head, a sly smile on her face, and said, "Speaking is the same as letting go. I won't fall for it. Let's see what you're going to do, you little rascal! If you bully me, I'll bite you."

Seeing that Wen Suxin was clearly going to fight him, Liu Lang sneered inwardly: Dare to fight me? I'll make you pay.

Thinking this, Liu Lang pulled out his dragon spear, enduring the slight pain in his shoulder as he teased the budding flower within Wen Suxin.

"Ah, um..."

Wen Suxin felt a tingling sensation all over her body from

Liu Lang's teasing, and said, "You little rascal, you're so good at teasing me, it's so uncomfortable!" Wen Suxin couldn't help but lift her jade buttocks, swallowing half of Liu Lang's dragon spear, but unexpectedly Liu Lang lifted his body, causing the dragon spear that had just entered Wen Suxin's body to slip out again.

"Um, uh..."

Wen Suxin continued to arch her body upwards in discomfort.

Seeing this, Liu Lang deliberately pulled his body back.

"Give it to me quickly..."

Wen Suxin finally relented and spoke.

Liu Lang smiled smugly and said, "Little lady, you finally know how to cherish me? Hehe."

With that, Liu Lang flipped over and pulled Wen Suxin onto his wound, saying, "This time, it's all up to you."

Wen Suxin shyly swayed her slender waist, her jade-like buttocks slowly lowering, taking Liu Lang's dragon spear completely inside. "You...you can still be this hard?"

Liu Lang held Wen Suxin's slender waist, his dragon spear pressing tightly against her tender flower core, saying, "Good wife, is Zhao Jianhui not good enough?"

Wen Suxin said shyly, "My husband has never done this with me a second time...I didn't know men could do this."

Inside Zhao Pu's room.

Zhao Pu was discussing with Zhao Jianhui how to handle the murder of the Prince of Runan.

Zhao Jianhui said, "Father, an assassin killed an important minister at the Prince of Jin's residence just now. The soldiers came to search, but everything is fine now."

Zhao Pu said, "That's good. Our family has had enough trouble these past few days. Remember, never provoke anyone."

Zhao Jianhui nodded and said, "Father, I understand. But what about that matter?"

Zhao Pu said, "Son, what's meant to be will be! I advised the Emperor, and now, to protect himself, he wants me to sacrifice myself. I have no choice but to accept it. After all, the Prince of Runan's murder has had a huge impact. If the Emperor doesn't find a scapegoat, it will be difficult to explain to the officials and Princess Tao."

Zhao Jianhui cried, "Father, but if you do this..." "It's all for the stability of the Song Dynasty! What's wrong with letting those generals relinquish their military power and go home to enjoy their lives? The Prince of Runan doesn't know his place. He dared to defy the Emperor; his death has nothing to do with you!"

Zhao Pu said, "It's no use. I've already made up my mind. Tomorrow, when I go to court, I will plead guilty and let Princess Tao do as she pleases."

Zhao Jianhui asked, "Father, will Princess Tao kill you?"

Zhao Pu shook his head, "I don't know."

Zhao Jianhui continued, "I heard from Mother that she asked General Liu of the Prince of Jin's mansion to plead with Princess Tao on your behalf. Will it be of any use?"

Zhao Pu sighed, "Although Yang Liulang is Princess Jin's godson, she might not listen to him! Son, you should go back and rest!"

Just as Liu Lang was about to mock Wen Suxin's husband, footsteps sounded outside, and the door opened, startling both Liu Lang and Wen Suxin. Wen Suxin was especially panicked.

When Zhao Jianhui entered the room, the bed curtains were drawn, so he couldn't see clearly what was happening on the bed, only vaguely making out figures moving.

Thinking it was Wen Suxin and her cousin doing something, Zhao Jianhui asked, "Wife, is your cousin's injury any better?"

Liu Lang quickly whispered to Wen Suxin, "Just say your cousin is naked and is having medicine applied."

Wen Suxin had been terrified when Zhao Jianhui barged in, and now knowing he hadn't seen anything, she breathed a sigh of relief. Although she had done this to protect the Zhao family and Zi Ruo'er, she was the one who caused the trouble. No matter what, she couldn't let him see her like this. So she tried to quickly put on her clothes, but Liu Lang held her waist, preventing her from moving.

Wen Suxin calmed herself down and said, "Husband, my cousin's wound hasn't been treated yet, please don't come to see her."

Zhao Jianhui said, "I know, I know, I just wanted to ask if my wife needs any help?"

Wen Suxin said, "No. Husband, why don't you sleep in the study tonight?"

Zhao Jianhui said, "Okay!"

Little did Zhao Jianhui know that his beloved wife was being wantonly possessed by another man right in front of him, separated only by a curtain. The man,

Liu Lang, was deliberately being wicked, relentlessly thrusting his dragon spear into Wen Suxin's flower core.

"Ah, no…"

Wen Suxin cried out involuntarily.

Just then, Zhao Jianhui, who was about to leave, heard Wen Suxin's cry and turned around in surprise, asking, "Wife, what is it that you are exclaiming about?"

Wen Suxin's delicate body trembled slightly from Liu Lang's actions, as if Liu Lang's thrust had hit her clitoris, causing her to climax instantly. She said, "Hmm, it's so big..."

Zhao Jianhui walked back in confusion and could vaguely see Wen Suxin's half-sitting figure through the curtain. He asked, "Wife, what's so big?"

At this moment, Wen Suxin was already confused by passion, but Liu Lang did not give her a moment to catch her breath. His hard dragon spear thrust rapidly and violently.

"Ah, um...it's so big...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Zhao Jianhui never dreamed that the usually gentle Wen Suxin would betray him right under his nose. He simply asked, "Wife, is my cousin's wound very big? If you can't handle it, I'll go and get a doctor."

Wen Suxin was so overwhelmed by Liu Lang's relentless assault that she was so happy that she would rather Zhao Jianhui discover her infidelity than stop. She kept swaying her hips, matching Liu Lang's movements to welcome the climax.

"Husband...you don't need to worry about it, I can handle it. You should go and rest..."

Zhao Jianhui nodded and said, "Wife, if the bleeding doesn't stop, call me again. I'll take my leave."

As Zhao Jianhui closed the door, Wen Suxin was already limp on Liu Lang's body.

Liu Lang did not stay overnight in Wen Suxin's room. After their intimate encounter, he comforted Wen Suxin and told her to buy some wound medicine to visit her cousin the next day. Then, Liu Lang quietly left the Prime Minister's residence. However, he did not return directly to the Prince of Jin's residence. Instead, he found the soldiers searching for the assassin and dealt with them haphazardly for a while.

By then, it was already dawn, so Liu Lang returned to the Prince of Jin's residence exhausted.

Chapter Two: The Prime Minister's Residence

- A Battle Between Mother-in-Law and Daughter-in-Law. Wu Yuanxi's death ruined Prince Zhao Guangyi's plan to recapture the Floating Island and defend the navy against the Liao cavalry.

When Liu Lang returned to the Prince of Jin's residence, Prince Zhao Guangyi was angry in his room.

Liu Lang went to the room where Prince Zhao Guangyi was and told him that the assassin had not been caught.

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin sighed and said, "Even if the assassin is caught, Wu Yuanxi is dead. Issue the order to lift martial law and give the people some peace!"

Liu Lang asked, "Prince Zhao, what do you plan to do next? Should we launch a full-scale attack on the Floating Island?"

Prince Zhao Guangyi shook his head and said, "Our army is not familiar with water, and the Floating Island is surrounded by traps. If we launch a full-scale attack, the casualties will be too great."

Zhao Guangyi continued, "Let's talk about this later. It's already dawn. You will come with me to the palace to meet the Emperor and resolve the feud between my brother and Princess Tao."

In the Golden Palace, Zhao Kuangyin summoned his ministers and apologized to Tao Sanchun in front of them. Then he took off his dragon robe and had Tao Sanchun whip him.

Because Liu Lang had already told Tao Sanchun that she didn't need to rush her revenge, Tao Sanchun only superficially forgave Zhao Kuangyin.

At this time, to eliminate any worries about the future, Zhao Kuangyin made Zhao Pu a scapegoat, not only demoting Zhao Pu to a commoner but also exiling his entire family to Shandong.

Afterwards, Prince Jin, Zhao Guangyi, proposed that Liu Lang be appointed to the position of Commander of the Five Cities.

Zhao Kuangyin felt that Liu Lang was his brother-in-law, so he naturally agreed to let Liu Lang take the position. He then asked his ministers if Liu Lang was capable of the job.

Minister of War Wang Ze was the first to speak, saying, "Your Majesty, although General Yang is young, he is mature beyond his years, and the Yang family generals are renowned throughout the land. The Yang family army recently pacified the Chu state. General Yang Liu is the most suitable candidate for the position of Commander of the Five Cities."

Vice Minister of War Pan Renmei also stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I also believe General Yang Liu is capable of the position."

Seeing that Prince Jin had recommended him, and with Wang Ze and Pan Renmei also strongly recommending him, the other ministers echoed, "We all recommend General Yang."

Zhao Kuangyin then asked Tao Sanchun, "Princess Tao, what do you think?"

Tao Sanchun replied, "The position of Commander of the Five Cities commands the garrison troops of the capital, and currently only General Yang is qualified for this position."

Zhao Kuangyin immediately issued an edict appointing Liu Lang as Commander of the Five Cities, in charge of 80,000 imperial guards in the capital.

Liu Lang accepted the edict and expressed his gratitude.

Zhao Kuangyin said, "My dear ministers! The third day of the eighth month is the auspicious day for my wedding to Consort Yang. Tomorrow evening, I will host a banquet for all of you at the Shengchun Palace! You may all leave the court. Liu Lang, please stay; I have something to discuss with you."

After the ministers had left, Zhao Kuangyin said to Liu Lang, "My dear minister, your sister is about to become my Consort. In addition, I have already decreed that your entire family be transferred to the capital, and a new general will be stationed in Jingzhou. After all, the Chu Kingdom has now been pacified, and the Southern Tang dares not act rashly for the time being. However, the Liao army is pressing in, eyeing the Central Plains. I intend to appoint General Yang to lead the army and guard the three passes of the northern frontier. Since your entire family has moved to the capital, I intend to bestow Zhao Pu's Prime Minister's residence upon the Yang family. What do you think?"

Liu Lang said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liu Lang thought to himself: That old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin actually plans to send the Yang family generals to fight against the Liao! Humph! Without our Yang family generals, your life will certainly not be easy. "Hmm, it's a good idea that Zhao Pu will give me that house after he's exiled. However, I need to take this opportunity to make a request.

" Thinking this, Liu Lang said, "Your Majesty, Zhao Pu's entire family has been exiled to Shandong. I think this matter is entirely Zhao Pu and his son's fault; the others should be pardoned! Our Yang family has very few servants, so you can bestow the women of Zhao Pu's family upon the Yang family as servants. This will also save on expenses."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said, "Granted."

Liu Lang then asked Zhao Kuangyin to draft an imperial edict. After receiving the edict, he immediately rushed to Zhao Pu's house.

Along the way, Liu Lang was overjoyed. Not only had he gotten Zhao Pu's mansion for free, but he could also forcibly possess his beautiful wife and gentle daughter-in-law, keeping them by his side for a long time, allowing him to vent his desires on them at any time. It was incredibly satisfying.

When Liu Lang arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, the officials of the Ministry of Justice were working.

The whole family being exiled to Shandong was better than expected! Zhao Pu felt relieved; after all, if his entire family had been executed, he would have been left speechless and unable to complain.

Only Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin secretly wept. They knew perfectly well that leaving Bianjing meant leaving Liu Lang. Although they had only been intimate once, Liu Lang's magnificent phallus had already captivated them deeply.

At this moment, Liu Lang, carrying an imperial edict, read it aloud before the Zhao family and the officials of the Ministry of Justice: "Considering Zhao Pu's past merits to the Song Dynasty, he is hereby given a lenient sentence. Zhao Pu and Zhao Jianhui are to be exiled to Shandong. The Zhao family members and servants are all pardoned and given to the Yang family, to be slaves for eternity. This is the imperial decree!" Zhao Pu and Zhao Jianhui accepted the edict, and the officials of the Ministry of Justice immediately escorted Zhao Pu and his son away. Before leaving, Zhao Pu, with tears streaming down his face, pleaded with Liu Lang to treat his wife well.

Liu Lang readily agreed.

Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin understood Liu Lang's intentions. Seeing their husband about to leave for Shandong to serve his sentence, and knowing they had already fallen for him, they felt ashamed and rushed to him, bursting into tears to express their sorrow at parting.

Liu Lang didn't stop them. After Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin had finished crying, he had the Ministry of Justice officials take the Zhao father and son away. Then, Liu Lang told the servants present that this place would soon become the Yang residence, and he instructed them to abide by the rules. First, he ordered them to change the plaque outside the Prime Minister's residence to "Tianbo Yang Residence," and then to clean the surroundings to welcome the Yang family.

Thinking of his beautiful, gentle, and virtuous sisters-in-law, and that Fourth Sister would also be coming, Liu Lang's heart couldn't help but pound with excitement.

Unable to suppress his desires, Liu Lang led Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin to the room. They understood their predicament: Zhao Pu and his son had been exiled to Shandong, perhaps never to return. Liu Lang would rule their lives; they were destined to be his toys. Moreover, the pleasure Liu Lang's penis brought them made them willingly make this decision.

Madam Zhao looked at Liu Lang with captivating charm, her high breasts swaying gently beneath the thin veil. She said, "General, from now on, will we, mother and daughter-in-law, be slaves to your Yang family for generations?"

Liu Lang replied, "Madam, you are not for the Yang family, but for me alone. You will always be my good wives. Following me is better than being exiled to Shandong, isn't it?"

Madam Zhao slightly arched her alluring body, making her curves even more exquisite. Her beautiful face, snow-white neck, full breasts, flat stomach, and long, jade-like legs all exuded a captivating charm.

A thin veil concealed Madam Zhao's body, yet it couldn't hide her alluring curves. The hazy, indistinct glimpses only fueled his fantasies and stirred his heart.

Gazing at Madam Zhao's jade-like legs veiled by the black gauze, Liu Lang's desire surged. He longed to part her legs immediately and thrust his dragon spear into her moist honeyed cave.

Seeing Liu Lang's greedy, almost fiery gaze, Madam Zhao gave him a coquettish look, gently biting her lower lip, and whispered, "This servant will certainly serve you diligently from now on, Sixth Master."

Hearing this, Liu Lang was overjoyed. Upon seeing his delighted expression, Madam Zhao immediately looked away, her face flushed crimson.

Madam Zhao's shy demeanor sent a surge of heat through Liu Lang's lower abdomen, and her suggestive words fueled his desire.

"Not from now on, but now! Now I want you all to serve me well. Right here, is there anyone who doesn't want to?"

Liu Lang asked, embracing Wen Suxin.

Seeing Wen Suxin remain shy and silent, Liu Lang laughed heartily, "That means you tacitly agree."

Wen Suxin wrapped her arms around Liu Lang's waist, pressing her full breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs tightly against his body.

Liu Lang could feel Wen Suxin's two firm breasts pressing against his chest, and something warm rubbing against his waist and abdomen—a truly pleasurable sensation.

Liu Lang lowered his head and saw Wen Suxin's face tilted back, her phoenix eyes slightly closed, her cheeks flushed. He felt both love and pity for her, and couldn't help but kiss her.

Wen Suxin involuntarily parted her lips slightly, allowing Liu Lang's tongue to penetrate deeper into her fragrant lips.

"Susu!"

Liu Lang unconsciously called out to Wen Suxin, his large hands already slipping inside her clothes, kneading her jade-like breasts that pressed against his chest, his erect penis rubbing against her lower abdomen.

"Sixth Master!"

Wen Suxin's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she let out soft moans.

At this moment, Liu Lang caressed Wen Suxin's full breasts, while also embracing Madam Zhao. His large hands slipped inside her skirt, his fingers probing her moist, warm private parts, causing Madam Zhao's delicate body to tremble, feeling as if her body was melting.

Then, carrying Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin, Liu Lang strode towards the bed.

What had once been the Prime Minister and his wife's bed had now become the place where Liu Lang and two stunning beauties were entwined. In the blink of an eye, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were stripped naked by Liu Lang.

Seeing Liu Lang's lustful gaze, Wen Suxin shyly pulled the quilt over her naked body.

Liu Lang laughed heartily, took off his own clothes, and then lifted the quilt, revealing Wen Suxin's delicate skin. He then pressed her down, burying his face between her breasts and kissing her smooth, jade-like nipples. His large hands climbed up her breasts, each hand grasping one breast, kneading them wantonly. The strong scent of her breasts filled Liu Lang's nostrils, further arousing his desire.

"Ah!"

Wen Suxin screamed as she was attacked by Liu Lang. The sudden stimulation made her scream, her head snapping back and her body arching into a perfect bow shape.

The instant Wen Suxin arched, Liu Lang's engorged member plunged into her wet, sweet hole and began to thrust wildly, each stroke reaching the deepest part of her body.

"Ah! You...don't...ah..."

Wen Suxin felt that Liu Lang was much more intense than the night before. She could feel her private parts churning with each thrust of his member. Each heavy blow felt like it was tearing her body apart. The indescribable pleasure was accompanied by pain, which grew increasingly intense, making her feel as if her body was no longer her own, gradually becoming numb. Liu Lang showed no sign of stopping.

Liu Lang became more and more excited with each thrust, and seeing Wen Suxin's pained expression gave him a sadistic pleasure. He increased the force of his thrusts, wanting to see her in even greater agony.

Seeing Liu Lang growing increasingly excited, and the scalding hot spear seemingly about to boil her private parts, Wen Suxin was terrified. She cried out, "Sixth Master, you're going to kill me! I can't take it anymore... Ah!"

With that, Wen Suxin's body trembled violently, and she quickly gave in.

Liu Lang, pleased with himself, pulled Madam Zhao close, removed the hairpin from her hair, and her long, black hair cascaded down, falling beside her chiseled shoulders.

Liu Lang cupped Madam Zhao's peach-blossom-red cheeks and asked, "Madam! Were you frightened just now?"

"Sixth Master, you're too powerful, but I can't withstand such a violent attack. You have to be gentle!"

"You have to endure it whether you like it or not,"

Liu Lang roared, and then his spear plunged heavily into Madam Zhao's slippery private parts, causing her to

cry out "Ah!" and involuntarily grab Liu Lang's shoulders with both hands.

Liu Lang withdrew his hands, cupped Madam Zhao's ample buttocks, and thrust vigorously, panting slightly. He said, "You two, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, have equally tight treasures! It's truly wonderful."

Feeling Liu Lang's thrusting, Madam Zhao did her best to respond, her slightly open mouth emitting soul-stirring moans. The incomparably wonderful feeling pushed her step by step to the clouds, as if she were in a fairyland, floating on clouds in the mist. The feeling of being in ecstasy made her unwilling to wake up.

After his passionate encounter with Madam Zhao and Wen Suxin, Liu Lang rested for a while.

Around noon, Wen Suxin told Liu Lang, "I bought some excellent wound medicine. I wonder if I could visit Zi Ruo'er?"

Liu Lang said, "I'll go with you."

Wen Suxin asked, "Sixth Master, my cousin is a wanted criminal. Will you still help her?"

Liu Lang replied, "She's your cousin, so she's my cousin too. I must protect her and won't allow anyone to harm her. Let's go! I'll go with you to visit her. If she's willing, we'll bring her to the Yang residence to recuperate."

Wen Suxin led Liu Lang to Zi Ruo'er's residence.

Seeing that Wen Suxin had brought the general who had searched for the assassins the previous night, Zi Ruo'er was immediately startled, thinking Wen Suxin had betrayed her.

At this moment, Wen Suxin smiled slightly at Zi Ruo'er and said, "Zi Ruo'er, don't be afraid. General Yang is one of our own."

"General Yang?"

Zi Ruo'er breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, her bright eyes looking at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, don't be afraid. Last night was just routine. Now your cousin has told me everything. So you're a princess of the Northern Han!"

Seeing that Liu Lang meant her no harm, Zi Ruo'er sighed softly and said, "The Northern Han is gone. I'm just a princess of a fallen kingdom."

At this moment, Wen Suxin opened the food box with a smile and took out a steaming earthenware pot containing a fragrant stewed hen. She said, "Zi Ruo'er, I specially stewed this chicken for you. Eat it while it's hot to nourish your body."

Zi Ruo'er asked, "General Yang, are you a member of the Yang family?"

Liu Lang was taken aback and asked, "So what if I am?"

Zi Ruo'er said, "Who is General Yang to you?" Liu Lang

said, "He's my father."

Zi Ruo'er then asked, "Is Murong Feixue your sister-in-law?"

Liu Lang answered... "Exactly."

Zi Ruo'er's face showed a hint of joy, and she said, "That's wonderful."

Liu Lang asked, "Zi Ruo'er, do you know my sister-in-law?"

Zi Ruo'er nodded and said, "I am also a disciple of the Holy Mother of Lishan, and Murong Feixue is my senior sister."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang said happily, "So you really are one of us. Zi Ruo'er, why did you come to Bianjing? And why did you want to assassinate Wu Yuanxi?"

Zi Ruo'er's expression turned serious, and she said softly, "That scoundrel Cheng Shijie led the rebel army to besiege the capital, so my father hanged himself on the city wall. I happened to be away from the city and thus escaped the calamity. I heard that Cheng Shijie sent a trusted confidant back to the capital with Prince Jin, Zhao Guangyi, to draw up a map of the Floating Island, intending to occupy it. Although I am currently outnumbered and unable to kill Cheng Shijie to avenge my father, I want to thwart his plan to curry favor with the Song Dynasty."

"So that's how it is. Zi Ruo'er, in your opinion, is Cheng Shijie's surrender to the Song Dynasty truly sincere?"

Zi Ruo'er said through gritted teeth, "That scoundrel, since he could betray my father, he will definitely betray the Song Dynasty. Such a traitor deserves to be punished by everyone."

Liu Lang comforted Zi Ruo'er, "Zi Ruo'er, don't worry. I will definitely not let that villain Cheng Shijie go. Once you've recovered from your injuries, we'll go to Shanxi to settle accounts with him."

As he spoke, Liu Lang fed Zi Ruo'er soup, sitting down beside her and feeding her spoonful by spoonful.

Liu Lang said, "I know you have a list on you about gathering like-minded people to punish that traitor Cheng Shijie. I also know you're planning to gather at a place called Honghua Pavilion on the fifteenth of this month, but Cheng Shijie already knows your plan. Are you worried about this?" "

How did you know?"

Zi Ruo'er asked in surprise.

Liu Lang said, "After learning your identity, I questioned several officials from Shanxi at the Prince of Jin's residence. Don't worry, I didn't tell them about you, but Cheng Shijie already knows about your operation. You should avoid unnecessary sacrifices. Inform everyone to change the location or time."

Zi Ruo'er nodded and said, "The day of the gathering at Honghua Pavilion is approaching, but I can't think of a perfect solution. Canceling this operation will result in significant losses for us, and we've only just contacted many people. Canceling the operation would also indicate our fear of Cheng Shijie, which would damage our confidence. But I'm also afraid that Cheng Shijie will send a large army to besiege Honghua Pavilion, which would lead to even greater sacrifices."

Liu Lang said, "Cheng Shijie is far away in Shanxi; mobilizing troops isn't easy. And even if Cheng Shijie does send troops, it's estimated..." "The number of people won't be too many; at worst, a group of experts will lead the troops."

Upon hearing this, Zi Ruo'er's brows relaxed slightly. She said, "General Yang's words make sense, but I'm injured right now. What should I do?"

Liu Lang said, "Don't worry, come back to the manor with me to recuperate. In a few days, my sister-in-law will arrive in Bianjing. We'll discuss it then and make a decision."

Liu Lang fed Zi Ruo'er another sip of soup and said, "Then, I'll go with you to the Red Flower Pavilion. We'll deal with Cheng Shijie together. I don't believe we can't subdue that great villain."

Zi Ruo'er quickly said, "That's too dangerous. Cheng Shijie is no ordinary person. He's not only highly skilled in martial arts but also ruthless."

Liu Lang said earnestly, "If he's that powerful, then I must go even more, so I can protect you at any time!"

As he spoke, Liu Lang looked at Zi Ruo'er's tender and beautiful face with concern.

Chapter 3: Huaqing Palace - Deceiving and Raping Empress Song

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As usual, the imperial tailors were to tailor new clothes for Empress Song. The style, pattern, and silk used were all sent to Qinghua Palace for Empress Song's decision.

Young eunuchs entered one after another, two carrying bolts of silk, placing them on tall, red-lacquered wooden shelves. Silks of various colors—smoky green, flowing blue, peach red, deep purple, and pale yellow—were half-unfurled and hung down, making the backyard of Qinghua Palace resemble a springtime scene of blooming flowers, a vibrant tapestry of purples and reds.

"Mother, look at this brocade. I love the color,"

said Zhao Xiuning, only sixteen years old, holding a bolt of bright yellow brocade as radiant as a rosy cloud.

Empress Song looked at it and said, "Hmm, the color is nice."

As she spoke, Empress Song stroked the brocade, finding it silky smooth. In the bright sunlight, the bright yellow hue was even more dazzling, almost blinding.

"I'll take this one. Mother, you should choose one too!"

Princess Xiuning said happily.

At this moment, Empress Song took a sip of her flower tea, then placed it on the table. She then looked through the colorful satins, picking up a piece of brocade with eight floral patterns, but finding the color too vibrant. She then picked up another piece of pea-green satin with subtle patterns and held it to her wrist.

"There's nothing suitable!"

Empress Song said absentmindedly. Having casually chosen a piece of silk, Empress Song said to the palace maids, "Prepare the carriage for Cuiyun Palace."

Cuiyun Palace was where Yang Sijie resided. Originally, several of Emperor Shizong's concubines lived there, but after Yang Sijie arrived, Zhao Kuangyin had those concubines move elsewhere, giving Cuiyun Palace to Yang Sijie.

At this moment, Yang Sijie, who was about to be promoted to Imperial Concubine, nestled in Liu Lang's arms.

"Fourth Sister!"

Liu Lang embraced Yang Sijie's slender waist, his hands slipping through her elegant robes to rest on her flat, flawless abdomen, rubbing it gently. He said, "I've missed you so much these past few days."

Yang Sijie replied, "Liu Lang, your sister and Aunt Dongfang missed you too."

Dongfang Ziyu sat beside Liulang, her jade-like hand stroking his strong chest muscles, and said, "Liulang, how has your skill progressed lately?"

Liulang replied helplessly, "I've collected quite a few beauties, but my skill is still stuck at the fifth level, and I haven't made any progress."

"You little rascal, so you came to find us?"

Liu Lang chuckled, one hand grasping Yang Si Jie's breasts, kneading her two jade-like nipples, breathing into her ear, making her feel hot all over, her body going limp in Liu Lang's arms, panting softly: "You little rascal, this is the harem, how dare you be so bold!"

At this moment, Liu Lang's other hand caressed Yang Si Jie's waist and abdomen, whispering in Yang Si Jie's ear: "Si Jie! I love you, I want you!"

Yang Si Jie's face was flushed, so red it seemed as if it were about to bleed, and she said in a soft, panting voice: "Liu Lang, you want your sister? If you dare, your sister will give herself to you."

Liu Lang was overjoyed at the sound of her words, kissing Yang Si Jie's neck, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lightly touch the fair skin on the back of her neck, the tingling sensation making Yang Si Jie's body go limp, her heart pounding.

Liu Lang's lips slowly moved from behind Yang Si Jie's neck to behind her ear, then he licked her earlobe with his tongue and unfastened her palace dress. Yang Si Jie's proud breasts immediately came into Liu Lang's view. The bright yellow bodice only covered the lower half of her breasts, and her snow-white, full breasts trembled with her breath.

Liu Lang couldn't help but caress Yang Si Jie's breasts, causing her delicate body to tremble.

"Sister is the most beautiful woman in the world,"

Liu Lang praised.

Yang Sijie shook her head and said, "Liulang, you're just trying to make your sister happy again. I didn't know how many peerless beauties there were in this world before, but after coming to the palace, Aunt Dongfang told me that compared to those celestial goddesses, you're nothing."

Liulang asked in surprise, "Aunt Dongfang, is that so?"

Dongfang Ziyu said, "Don't listen to Mengluo's words. There are indeed many beauties in this world that you haven't seen, but your fourth sister's appearance is already among the best. However, beauty isn't just about appearance. For example, even if someone has a face that could topple kingdoms, if they're weak and powerless, it's useless. Mengluo isn't as famous as those celestial goddesses, not because she lost in appearance, but because she lost in martial arts."

Liulang exclaimed in shock, "Fourth sister's martial arts are already above mine, and among the Yang family generals, she is the most valiant female general. On the battlefield, the enemy army..." "Isn't it enough that you're not terrified at the mere mention of its name?"

Dongfang Ziyu laughed. "Sixth Brother, there are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people! You and your fourth sister haven't even entered the Dao yet; you're far from it."

Sixth Brother asked, "Enter what Dao?"

Dongfang Ziyu said, "The Cultivation God and the Asura are the two most popular sects in recent years. The most outstanding representatives of the two sects, the Bright God and the Star Fiend Demon Lord, had a peak duel fifteen years ago, which everyone knows. In that battle, the Bright God sacrificed himself, using the Burning Heaven Stone to permanently seal the Star Fiend Demon Lord under Ice Wolf Mountain. Since then, there have been no more gods in this world, and Chai Shizong also used the power of the Bright God to unify the country."

Sixth Brother nodded and said, "My sister-in-law is a master in the Cultivation God realm, but unfortunately, I still don't know the Dao of Cultivation God."

As the three of them were talking, a palace maid outside reported, "Reporting to Consort Yang, the Empress has arrived."

Empress Song has come to Cuiyun Palace? Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ziyu was startled: What could the Empress want at this time?

Liu Lang asked, "Auntie, what brings the Empress here? Should I leave?"

Dongfang Ziyu said, "I don't know what she's doing here, but I have a feeling that with Empress Song here, you'll have an opportunity."

Liu Lang was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Dongfang Ziyu said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, go hide behind the screen for a while, and then act according to the situation."

After Empress Song entered, Dongfang Ziyu and Yang Sijie bowed to her.

Empress Song smiled and said to Yang Sijie, "Consort Yang, congratulations! In two days, it will be your wedding day with the Emperor. I have made all the preparations for you."

Yang Sijie said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Mengluo will always remember your kindness."

After Empress Song had Dongfang Ziyu and Yang Sijie sit down, the three began to chat. They first talked about court etiquette, and then they started discussing bedroom arts.

Empress Song said, "Consort Yang, Dongfang Ziyu is Emperor Shizong's most beloved concubine. In terms of seniority, I should call her sister-in-law."

Dongfang Ziyu replied, "Empress, you are now the head of the harem, and I am merely a royal lecturer. Please don't address me like that; it's too much of a burden."

Empress Song smiled, "Ziyu, there are no outsiders here. Why be so formal? Besides, although we are women of two emperors, we are practically sisters, aren't we?"

Dongfang Ziyu smiled, "If Your Majesty truly treats Ziyu like a sister, then I need not be so reserved. May I ask what brings you to Cuiyun Palace?"

Empress Song sighed. She sighed and said, "Alas! To be honest, I'm a little worried about Sister Yang!"

Sister Yang asked in surprise, "Worried about me? Please speak plainly, Your Majesty."

Empress Song said, "His Majesty's health has been poor lately. I'm truly worried that when you share a bed, he won't be able to bring you happiness."

Sister Yang blushed and said, "Your Majesty..."

Dongfang Ziyu asked, "Your Majesty, has His Majesty's problem flared up again?" Empress Song nodded and said, "

A few days ago, I was feeling a bit lonely, so I invited His Majesty to Huaqing Palace to sleep. I intended to make love with him, but unexpectedly, he again rushed through it before I could even get excited. Alas!

All those tonics you gave him the past two years have been wasted." "Dongfang Ziyu immediately understood and said, '

Empress, His Majesty indulged in excessive pleasure a few years ago, which led to this illness. Although I prescribed tonics for him to recuperate, he has recently become too addicted to wine and women. I heard that he often stays up all night with Consort Wang and several beautiful palace maids. Even an iron body can't withstand that!' Empress Song said angrily, '

That little vixen Consort Wang, it's all her fault that His Majesty is suffering.' Dongfang Ziyu took Empress Song's hand and said, '

Empress, you are the head of the harem, yet you cannot share the Emperor's pleasures. It's truly a great injustice to you.' Empress Song shook her head and sighed bitterly, then looked at Yang Sijie and said, 'Consort

Yang, I also sympathize with you. Although you are incredibly beautiful and skilled in both literature and martial arts, you are not as good as Consort Wang at pleasing the Emperor!'" "You'll end up like me, unable to even get the Emperor's pleasure once a month..." Yang Sijie remained unmoved, saying, "

Wouldn't that be better?" Empress Song asked in surprise, "

Why?" Yang Sijie immediately realized her words had

been somewhat inappropriate and quickly explained, "Didn't the Empress say that the Emperor's health is poor and he can't satisfy us? Rather than having our interest extinguished just as we're getting into it, it's better to have nothing at all." Empress Song deeply agreed, "

You're right, alas! We're truly unfortunate. Ziyu, isn't there any other way?" Dongfang Ziyu asked, "

Empress, there is a way. I can help the Emperor slowly recover, but even if I put in a lot of effort, he'll still go to Consort Wang. Then, Empress, you still won't get the pleasure you deserve." Empress Song sighed, "

Ziyu, you're absolutely right. Am I destined to be alone forever?" "Speaking of which, the Emperor and I had a few happy years together and even had a daughter. Yang Guifei is so young, what will become of her?" Yang Sijie smiled slightly and said.

"Empress, thank you for your concern, but even without the Emperor's favor, I won't be lonely. I have Consort Dongfang to keep me company!" Yang Sijie said, intimately embracing Dongfang Ziyu's slender waist as she looked at Empress Song.

Liulang, hiding behind the screen, listened to their conversation, thinking: "So that old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin has been indulging in excessive pleasure, his health has long since collapsed, and he relies entirely on Consort Dongfang to maintain it. Now Empress Song is complaining because she's not satisfied. Well, I can help you! I have the Golden Dragon Three Perfections, Yin and Yang complementing each other, so it doesn't matter how many times a day I do it. Hehe, Empress Song's figure is so alluring! Especially since she's Zhao Kuangyin's empress, if I could ravage her and give her a good thrust, I wonder how pleasurable that would be! "

Empress Song looked at Yang Sijie in surprise and said, "

You two?" Yang Sijie smiled and said, "

Empress, you probably don't know? Consort Dongfang has a treasure that can transform into the shape of a man's genitals, which can be used to help women satisfy their desires, and they can do it for as long as they want." Empress Song exclaimed in surprise, "

Ziyu, do you have such a treasure? How come I've never heard of it?" "Dongfang Ziyu laughed, "

I only recently mastered this skill." Empress Song said, "

Let me see." Dongfang Ziyu smiled and held out her finger. Empress Song said in surprise, "

Isn't this a finger? What's so special about it? I have one too!" Dongfang Ziyu smiled without answering. She first washed her hands clean in the copper basin, then said to Yang Sijie, "

Mengluo, you demonstrate for the Empress first." Yang Sijie, being quick-witted, immediately understood that Dongfang Ziyu wanted to seduce Empress Song so that Liu Lang could possess her. She thought, "This is a good idea. Zhao Kuangyin hasn't possessed me yet, so let Liu Lang possess his wife first." Yang Sijie said knowingly, "

Aunt Dongfang, that would be too embarrassing. The Empress will laugh at me." Empress Song said, "

Consort Yang, how could I laugh at you? I'm eager to see how you amuse yourselves in your lonely moments. Show me!" "Yang Sijie sighed, her bright eyes sparkling with allure. She stood up from her chair, taking Dongfang Ziyu's hand in one hand and Empress Song's in the other, saying, '

Aunt Dongfang, Sister, let's go play in bed.' After Yang Sijie and Dongfang Ziyu undressed, revealing their naked bodies, Empress Song was stunned.

Yang Sijie's body was snow-white and full, with firm breasts, round and pert buttocks, a slender waist that seemed impossible to encircle, and long, straight jade legs. Most striking was the clearly visible rosy cleft in her dark forest. Dongfang

Ziyu, on the other hand, was slightly delicate but possessed the figure of a mature young woman. Her fair body swayed gracefully like a white lotus, her snow-white breasts like overturned jade bowls, her waist slender as a willow, and her round and pert buttocks.

Looking at Yang Sijie's jade-like skin, Empress Song couldn't help but exclaim, '

Consort Yang, your body is so beautiful! No wonder the Emperor likes you, and even I can't resist wanting to touch you.'" "Upon hearing this, Yang Sijie puffed out her breasts and said, '

Empress, let me see your body too!' After a few words of refusal, Empress Song was stripped of her palace attire by Yang Sijie.

At this moment, Empress Song's hair was disheveled, her robes were loose, and her figure was alluring. Her skin, as white as snow, shone with a jade-like luster. Her breasts were firm, her waist was slender and delicate, her abdomen was flat without any excess fat, her buttocks were round and pert, and her legs were long and slender, exuding an indescribable allure.

Liu Lang, watching from behind the screen, almost pounced on Empress Song and pinned her down, thinking: 'Fourth Sister and Aunt Dongfang really have a way with things. It seems that today I will be able to have that old scoundrel Zhao Kuangyin's empress.'

Dongfang Ziyu's slender hands caressed Empress Song's delicate face, then moved to her neck and stroked it, whispering in her ear, '

Your Majesty, you must have played this kind of game in Qinghua Palace, right?'" Empress Song blushed and nodded, saying, "

Two palace maids often help me alleviate my loneliness, but they are ultimately women, and it's only a temporary solution. Sometimes, the more I try to solve my loneliness, the more it seems to fuel the fire. By the way! So, what exactly is going on with you?" Dongfang Ziyu smiled slightly, extending her slender hand, and said, "

Empress, look at my finger. *Prajna Ruyi Ling, transform!* Dongfang Ziyu chanted the incantation, and suddenly her slender finger doubled in size. Empress Song exclaimed in surprise, "

Ah! It can actually grow bigger?" Dongfang Ziyu's finger continued to transform before Empress Song's eyes, swelling until it was four or five times the thickness of an ordinary person's finger before stopping, and she smiled, "

Empress, do you understand now?" Empress Song happily touched Dongfang Ziyu's hand, saying, "

Ziyu, this is truly amazing! This is the first time I've ever seen such a magical treasure. Please demonstrate it to me quickly!" Dongfang Ziyu nodded, her jade-like hand caressing Yang Sijie's soft private parts. Yang Sijie slightly parted her jade-like legs, allowing Dongfang Ziyu to touch her soon-to-be-wet garden. Her delicate body trembled slightly as a tidal wave of pleasure overwhelmed her reason. Dongfang Ziyu said to Empress Song, "

Empress, let's lubricate Mengluo first, so as not to hurt her." Dongfang Ziyu knelt before Yang Sijie's chest, sucking and licking her nipple, while her jade-like hand skillfully slipped into Yang Sijie's private parts, teasing her. "Aunt Dongfang, it feels so good!" At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu smeared a strand of glistening, sticky fluid on her middle finger and extended it in front of Empress Song, exuding a fragrant and erotic scent. Empress Song blushed deeply and involuntarily opened her mouth to take Dongfang Ziyu's finger in.

Liu Lang was extremely excited at the sight, thinking: "She's actually drinking Fourth Sister's love juice! It would be best if she sucked on Fourth Sister's tender private parts; that would be so stimulating!"

Yang Sijie lay limply on the fragrant couch, her beautiful eyes lightly closed, her exquisitely pretty face flushed, occasionally letting out incredibly alluring moans. Dongfang Ziyu was licking Yang Sijie with her nimble little tongue, making Yang Sijie... Sister Yang's body trembled slightly, waves of pleasure washing over her. The physical sensations plunged her into an endless ocean of desire.

At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu buried her face between Sister Yang's legs. The teasing of her smooth, fragrant tongue caused Sister Yang to writhe, her long, slender legs resting on Dongfang Ziyu's shoulders. She arched her upper body to meet Dongfang Ziyu's licking, feeling an unparalleled tingling and pleasure.

Dongfang Ziyu lifted herself up, inserting her "Buddha's Divine Finger" into Sister Yang's warm, moist opening, teasing her and feeling the slippery, tight sensation within her. "Mengluo, it's so tight here!" Dongfang Ziyu chuckled. "Aunt Dongfang, it feels so good!" "At this moment, an extremely tingling sensation swept over Yang Sijie. Her slender hands involuntarily kneaded her breasts, waves of pleasure spreading from between her thighs throughout her body, causing her to exhale involuntarily. Her beautiful eyes were hazy, her cherry lips were wide open, her body was taut, and fine beads of fragrant sweat appeared on her face, neck, breasts, and even her entire body." "Aunt Dongfang, thrust into me harder... I want it... Please, harder, deeper! Ah...

so comfortable..." Yang Sijie couldn't help but tilt her head back, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, twisting her delicate body and thrusting up her round pink buttocks, her whole body glowing with a bewitching peach-pink color. "Aunt Dongfang, I'm going to lose it... Ah, faster..." At this moment, Yang Sijie's pair of jade legs suddenly straightened, then bent at the calves, and then straightened again, repeating this back and forth until her legs drooped limply on the bed. Empress Song had already watched with rapt attention, saying: "

Ziyu, you guys really know how to play. I want to try it too." "At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu was not in a hurry to let Empress Song try her Tathagata Finger. Instead, she said with a smile, '

Empress, Mengluo has not yet reached her peak. How about this, you help me continue to soothe her.' Dongfang Ziyu gave her place to Empress Song. Empress Song hesitated for a moment, but finally did as Dongfang Ziyu said.

At this moment, Yang Sijie became even more aroused. Her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, she was panting, and her body was trembling slightly. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly, which made Empress Song reach out and touch Yang Sijie. She felt that the place where her slender hands touched was soft and smooth, and she seemed to be addicted to touching it. She kept touching Yang Sijie's full and firm breasts. 'Mengluo's breasts are so soft...it feels so good to touch...' Being kneaded by Empress Song made Yang Sijie feel hot all over. It was as if a fire was rising from her body. She had only just felt the burning and it was already burning like a wildfire in her body."

Yang Sijie trembled slightly with pleasure, moaning softly. Empress Song caressed her breasts while reaching between Yang Sijie's legs, finding them already wet and sticky. Upon touching her, Yang Sijie trembled violently as if electrocuted, involuntarily opening her legs to make it easier for Empress Song to penetrate, revealing a gush of fluid. Empress Song then

put her finger, now wet with the fluid, to her mouth, sucking it with obvious enjoyment. After a while, she inserted her finger back into Yang Sijie's honeyed depths, kneading her slender fingers to make Yang Sijie's body tremble. Soon, Yang Sijie began to moan involuntarily, the sound of fluid flowing from her secluded valley filling the air.

Empress Song then parted Yang Sijie's legs, revealing her exquisitely beautiful private parts. Beneath the soft pubic hair, the entrance to her honeyed cave was slowly overflowing with lustful fluid, an indescribably wonderful and moving sight that filled Empress Song with envy.

Recalling the scene of Dongfang Ziyu sucking on Yang Sijie's private parts, Empress Song couldn't help but kiss her. The smooth, sweet taste spread across her lips, making her reluctant to leave.

Stimulated by Empress Song, Yang Sijie couldn't resist; her body went limp, especially her private parts, which seemed to melt. What had been a slow flow of fluid gradually turned into a gushing tide.

Liu Lang, watching Empress Song kiss Yang Sijie's erotic scene, was so excited he almost stepped out from behind the screen. But Dongfang Ziyu waved him off, signaling him not to rush. Then, she took out a black veil and said to Empress Song, "

Empress, put this veil over your eyes!" Empress Song asked in surprise, "

Why?" Dongfang Ziyu said, "

After you put it on, I can make you hallucinate, as if you were having sex with a strong man, experiencing that real pleasure without betraying a man. That wonderful feeling will truly make you feel like you're in heaven." "Empress Song, believing Dongfang Ziyu's words, willingly blindfolded herself and said, '

Ziyu, I've never tried one as big as yours before, so please be gentle, and it would be best to do more foreplay.' Dongfang Ziyu smiled and said, '

I know.' After saying that, Dongfang Ziyu cupped Empress Song's pink buttocks in her hands and licked them.

Seeing that Empress Song was blindfolded, Liu Lang gave Dongfang Ziyu a thumbs up, then tiptoed over and placed his large hand on Empress Song's bare buttocks, thinking: 'So smooth! As expected of the Empress, her skin is as smooth as a baby's!'

Empress Song was completely unaware, thinking that Dongfang Ziyu was caressing her, so she lowered her head and continued to kiss Yang Sijie's slender legs.

Under Liu Lang's caresses, Empress Song's valley was overflowing with honeyed fluid, which excited Liu Lang to the extreme. He thought that the woman he was being defiled by was Zhao Kuangyin's Empress, and the intense stimulation made him become a beast, and his hard and thick dragon spear was inserted inch by inch into the depths of that honey cave. 'Ah!'" Empress Song screamed. Liu Lang's erect penis brought her an unprecedented feeling of fullness and throbbing pain, making her both suffer and ecstatic. She exclaimed, "

Ziyu, it feels so full! Just like the real thing!" Liu Lang, seeing Empress Song's alluring expression, continued thrusting his penis deep into her tender, tight honeyed cave.

At this moment, Empress Song's mind and body seemed to leave her body. She felt as if her lower body was about to be torn apart, and as the penis penetrated deeper into her flower, her painful yet excited moans grew louder and louder, her jade legs involuntarily spreading wider.

Empress Song's body was filled with pleasure, and her heart was filled with pleasure. She felt as if a strong man was penetrating her, experiencing unprecedented stimulation and climax. Her seductive moans became a lascivious melody filling the entire room. "Ah... um... um... ah! Ah... um!" "Ah... um..." Empress Song's seductive moans stimulated the beastly blood within Liu Lang, causing him to thrust even more fiercely into her. He could feel his dragon spear inside her tight, narrow passage; the intense pleasure from the flesh rubbing against flesh brought Liu Lang to the brink of collapse.

One of Liu Lang's lustful hands tightly embraced Empress Song's slender waist, watching her wanton and wanton expression as he ravaged her. He felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, being able to conquer the Empress beneath him, watching her charming and submissive demeanor, which intensified his pleasure. His other hand grasped her full, snow-white breasts, kneading them wantonly.

Empress Song had not experienced this for some time. After such passionate intercourse, she had reached countless orgasms, feeling her vaginal fluids gushing out incessantly. With each thrust of Liu Lang's hard, thick penis, deeper and harder, she felt it penetrate deep into the walls of her womb. The intense pleasure, excitement, and stimulating sensation made her feel as if her body and mind were soaring out of her body, flying into the sky with her seductive moans.

At this moment, Liu Lang could barely control his desire. Faced with Empress Song's intoxicating body, he forcefully inhaled several breaths of true energy, enduring the tingling pleasure from the gushing fluids warming his penis. He channeled his seven vital energies. "Ah! I can't take it anymore, ah… Ziyu, you're killing me! You're making me feel so good! Even better than the Emperor! I'm coming again… ah!" Empress Song's body trembled violently as another climax brought her to ejaculate a large amount of semen.

Liu Lang felt the warmth of her semen, released after her orgasm, on his penis, making him unable to control his desires. He tightly embraced her slender waist, straightened his back, and tilted his head back. After a rapid, stormy series of thrusts, he plunged his hard, thick penis deep into her vagina. "I want you to be my woman for all eternity!" The six colors of the Seven Elements True Qi, along with Liu Lang's burning semen, shot into the deepest part of Empress Song's womb without reservation, bringing Liu Lang to an unprecedented climax. "I never imagined my Seven Elements True Qi would level up again." "Sixth Master smugly patted Empress Song's beautiful buttocks. Hearing a man's voice, Empress Song hurriedly removed the black veil covering her eyes. Upon seeing Sixth Master, she was so terrified she nearly fainted. Sixth Master held Empress Song tightly, his dragon spear still inside her honeyed orifice, its hardening member pressing against her clitoris, grinding against it. He said, '

Empress, did it feel good just now?' 'Sixth Master, you're really bold! Let me go, or I'll punish you!' Sixth Master laughed, '

Empress, you weren't like this just now. You looked like you were dying, absolutely mesmerizing!' Empress Song was so anxious she almost cried out, '

Dongfang Ziyu, what did you do? You actually conspired with Yang Sixth Master to rape me! I'll kill you both!' Sixth Master slapped Empress Song's jade buttocks hard, '

You slut, you actually wanted to kill me? I'll kill you right now!'" "Liu Lang stretched out his large hand, lifted Empress Song up, grabbed her snow-white neck with one hand, and pressed her down onto the bed. Then Liu Lang spread Empress Song's jade-like legs, and his hard dragon spear pushed open her delicate flower buds, penetrating deeply once again." "Ah, no... let me go..." Empress Song cried, enduring the pain brought on by Liu Lang's thrusting. She already knew that Liu Lang had been making love to her, so she didn't want to continue. But Liu Lang's dragon spear was too powerful, bringing her several orgasms in an instant, a sexual experience she hadn't had in many years, making her feel extremely humiliated, yet the pleasure made her involuntarily moan. Liu Lang felt his dragon spear being tightly pressed against Empress Song's honeyed cave..." He was tightly enveloped, and the stimulating pleasure from the rapid thrusting and the friction of flesh against flesh excited him immensely. Although Empress Song was still crying, her extremely seductive moans were enough to show that her body had already submitted to him.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang couldn't help but thrust even more wildly, while his lustful hands tightly grasped Empress Song's full, snow-white breasts and kneaded them wantonly, enjoying the excitement and forbidden pleasure that playing with Empress Song's body brought him. Seeing

this, Yang Sijie and Dongfang Ziyu came to help Liu Lang.

Yang Sijie kissed Empress Song's lips, urging her to submit to Liu Lang, while Dongfang Ziyu used both hands and mouth to caress her breasts, urging her to enjoy this pleasure.

Empress Song's sobs were gradually replaced by moans, and Liu Lang's lustful hands were about to crush her snow-white breasts. His hard, thick penis thrust relentlessly into her honeyed depths, bringing her to another sexual climax. She involuntarily arched her chest and buttocks to meet Liu Lang's thrusts.

Watching Empress Song willingly arch her chest and buttocks to meet his thrusts filled Liu Lang with possessiveness and satisfaction. He lowered his head and kissed her small mouth. To Liu Lang's excitement, this time Empress Song willingly offered her fragrant tongue to his mouth, allowing him to suckle it.

Liu Lang's lustful hands roamed over Empress Song's soft, alluring body. One hand encircled her slender waist, the other cupped her round, pert buttocks, and he began to thrust forcefully. He enjoyed Empress Song's body while kissing her, a desire to ravage her rising in Liu Lang's mind. "Mmm...ah...mmm! Ah!" "Sixth Prince, you big bad guy, you're going to kill me... Oh, you're making me feel so good... Please, I can't take it anymore... Mmm, ah..." Waves of pleasure washed over her, causing the Empress to moan louder and louder. Hearing her moans, Sixth Prince kissed her earlobe and said, "

Oh, Empress, you look so wanton right now, I love you so much. You don't want to kill me now, do you?" Hearing Liu Lang's lewd words, Empress Song's heart pounded even faster, her breathing grew heavier, and she tightly closed her eyes, not daring to look at Liu Lang, only able to let out seductive moans. At this moment, Liu Lang felt the intense pleasure, each thrust pushing his hard and thick dragon spear as far as possible into the depths of Empress Song's body. He held Empress Song tightly with both hands, kissing and licking her earlobes, saying: "

Oh, Empress, I love you so much. The first time I saw you, I wanted to possess your body. Today, I have finally fulfilled my wish. From now on, I will definitely cherish you. The happiness that the Emperor cannot give you, I will give you!" "As Liu Lang's thrusts became increasingly fierce, Empress Song's pleasure intensified. Hearing his words filled her with a profound sense of humiliation, yet Liu Lang's dragon spear brought her an unprecedented excitement and stimulation, allowing her to once again experience the climax a woman should enjoy.

Liu Lang could feel Empress Song's heart pounding wildly, so he cupped her head, kissing her lips passionately, sucking on her tongue, while simultaneously feeling the fullness and softness of her breasts, sending him into a state of blissful ecstasy. This made Liu Lang's dragon spear even harder, thrusting furiously into Empress Song's honeyed cave." "Empress, am I making you feel good? Not saying anything? Then I won't thrust anymore, it's a waste of energy, save your strength!" With that, Liu Lang withdrew his dragon spear, rubbing it against the entrance of Empress Song's honeyed cave. Empress Song suddenly felt an immense emptiness, saying, "

No… Liu Lang, quickly… fuck me hard!"

"I want you..." Liu Lang smiled at Empress Song's alluring appearance and said, "

Then you'll have to call me 'good husband.'" At this moment, Empress Song no longer cared about her dignity as an empress and said, "

Dear husband, good husband, do me quickly, use your... quickly... I'm so itchy inside... harder!" Empress Song's jade arms tightly hugged Liu Lang's broad back, her jade legs wrapped around Liu Lang's strong waist, and she kept raising her jade buttocks to meet Liu Lang's dragon spear thrusting into her honey hole like a storm, and she couldn't help but let out a seductive moan: "

Ah... um! Ah... um... so comfortable!" Under Liu Lang's powerful attack, Empress Song was fucked unconscious. Liu Lang withdrew his hard dragon spear, held Dongfang Ziyu's beautiful legs, and then inserted his dragon spear into Dongfang Ziyu's honey hole, saying, "

Master, I want to thank you properly. If it weren't for you, how could I have conquered the empress so quickly?" "Dongfang Ziyu's face flushed red as she watched Liulang's thick, hard penis enter her private parts. She said, '

Mmm, Liulang, slower.' Liulang felt his hard, thick penis being surrounded by Dongfang Ziyu's tight, moist opening. The pressure of the surrounding flesh caused his desire to surge again.

At this moment, Dongfang Ziyu raised her buttocks, trying her best to meet Liulang's thrusts. The intense pleasure made her feel as if her heart had flown out of her body, soaring into the sky along with her seductive moans. Her arms tightly embraced Liulang, her beautiful eyes closed, enjoying the climax he brought her.

Liulang roared and panted, his penis thrusting even more fiercely and rapidly into Dongfang Ziyu's honeyed opening, as if trying to penetrate completely into the depths of her flower.

At this moment, a large amount of love fluid gushed out from Dongfang Ziyu's body, and her delicate body began to convulse involuntarily. 'Ah! Ah... Liulang, ah, Master is so comfortable! Master is going to ascend to heaven!'" "Ah...ah...so comfortable, so amazing! Ah...ah! Ah..." Liu Lang's hard and thick dragon spear plunged deep into Dongfang Ziyu's flower core with each thrust. After experiencing wave after wave of frenzied ejaculation of yin essence, Dongfang Ziyu felt her whole body go numb and said, "

Ah! Liu Lang, Master, no! Spare me...ah! Ah...I'm going to lose it!"

Hearing Dongfang Ziyu's pleas for mercy stimulated the lewd desire hidden deep within Liu Lang, causing him to let out a low roar and insert his hard and thick dragon spear deep into Dongfang Ziyu's flower core, shooting his hot yang essence into the deepest part of Dongfang Ziyu's body, enjoying the forbidden lewd pleasure of master and disciple.

"Ah! Liu Lang."

As Liu Lang ejaculated that hot semen, Dongfang Ziyu also ejaculated a large amount of yin essence. The extremely comfortable feeling made her almost go crazy, and she let out waves of lewd moans that filled the entire room.

At this moment, Liu Lang lay down, but Yang Si Jie had not yet been comforted. She knelt between Liu Lang's legs, taking his penis into her mouth, causing it to swell again. Yang Si Jie's face was flushed, as if she had just drunk two jin of strong liquor, and her breasts trembled.

Then she smiled, grasped his penis, and began to stroke it up and down. Liu Lang groaned in pleasure, slightly raising his lower abdomen.

Yang Si Jie pressed down on Liu Lang's thighs, then moved her head, letting his penis go in and out of her mouth. Her black hair rippled like water. Then Yang Si Jie spat out his penis, grasped it with her hand, and slowly guided it into her honey cave. Instantly, the large penis parted her delicate lips, and the hot, tingling sensation made her heart melt.

After a while, Yang Sijie gritted her teeth and slowly manipulated Liu Lang's dragon spear. The tingling sensation brought on by the manipulation made Yang Sijie's eyebrows furrow slightly, her beautiful eyes closed tightly, her lips slightly parted, and she let out a soft moan. Finally, she pushed the dragon spear to the soft core of her flower.

Liu Lang watched as the thick dragon spear stretched open the crimson honey cave, the labia parted by the dragon spear, and the pearl at the tip of the labia was revealed. At this moment, Lu Liulang slightly thrust his upper body, causing Yang Sijie to groan twice. She leaned down and pressed herself against Lu Liulang's chest, saying in a sweet voice, "Liulang, if you thrust any harder, you'll reach my heart!"

Lu Liulang thrust slightly a couple more times, kissing Yang Sijie's lips, and said, "Sijie, move! Hurry, your technique is getting better and better."

Yang Sijie propped herself up, letting her jade buttocks sway up and down, allowing the dragon spear to thrust in and out slightly. Her tight, alluring flesh rubbed against the dragon spear, giving both of them intense pleasure. Lu Liulang thrust his lower abdomen in sync with Yang Sijie's movements, and couldn't help but reach out and grasp her breasts, kneading them vigorously.

Suddenly, Yang Sijie let out a high-pitched moan, her lower body thrusting rapidly, then she gushed out a stream of hot love fluid. Her body went limp against Liu Lang's chest, and she cried out, "Liu Lang, it feels so good!"

Liu Lang laughed, "Sister, come quickly!"

Yang Sijie's body trembled slightly, her honeyed orifice overflowing with glistening love fluid, making her labia and inner thighs shine, a beautiful and lewd sight.

Liu Lang suppressed his own desire, kneading her breasts while teasing her labia with his dragon spear, occasionally thrusting into her honeyed orifice, letting Yang Sijie experience the heat and thickness of his spear.

After a while, Liu Lang could no longer endure the tightness of Yang Sijie's vagina, and a stream of hot semen shot into her. The bright lamps of the palace flickered intermittently, and the countless stars in the night sky twinkled, the starlight and the lights reflecting each other, casting a hazy glow over the palace buildings.

Chapter 4.

Princess Xiuning's

splendid spring palace was brightly lit by candlelight, with palace maids bustling about, fragrant breezes filling the air, and the soft chirping of swallows.

Zhao Kuangyin was holding a grand banquet for his officials here, with almost all the important officials of the court in attendance, to celebrate the upcoming wedding of Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Sijie.

The banquet was laid out with fruits, candied fruits, and small snacks, but the dozens of kinds of flower teas made by Fanxiu Palace were particularly novel: fragrant teas like *Tu Mi Shui Xiang*, *Xin He Yu Lu*, *Mu Dan Chun*, *Mu Xi Qing Lu*, and *Xiang Yuan Tang*, each with a fresh, rich, or sweet flavor, all of which amazed the young concubines.

As the banquet was about to begin, all the concubines and ministers had taken their seats.

Yang Sijie, dressed in her elegant gown, sat gracefully beside Zhao Kuangyin, while Empress Song sat on the other side. Liu Lang sat at the third table on the left, his gaze fixed on Zhao Kuangyin, thinking, "If I can't think of a way soon, Sijie will become this bastard's woman."

Zhao Kuangyin surveyed the entire hall, and after the officials had finished their homage, he raised his jade cup and proclaimed, "My beloved ministers, the third day of the eighth month is the auspicious day of my wedding with Yang Guifei. Today, I rejoice with you all, and have selected the finest musicians and dancers from the palace to perform for you. Come, drink this cup with me, for the Song Dynasty to last for a thousand generations, boundless and eternal!"

At this moment, palace maids dressed in colorful, thin silk gowns held pipa, flute, sheng, konghou, and other stringed instruments, their music melodious, their long sleeves flowing as they danced, a scene of peace and prosperity...

Liu Lang (Zhao Kuangyin) seemed oblivious to the scene before him. He looked at the various fine wines laid out on the table and picked out a "Red Rose" from Miao territory, the strongest of all wines.

Liu Lang poured the red roses into a bowl and took a big gulp. But for some reason, he felt a chill. The strong liquor burned his mouth, esophagus, and stomach, which helped to alleviate the cold and made him feel a little better. After tasting the numbing effect of the liquor, he poured himself cup after cup and drank. The court music and dance continued. The piece being performed was the Rainbow Feather Garment Dance, which Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty had personally composed. It had been passed down through the ages and was set to dance by palace women of the previous dynasty.

This was Zhao Kuangyin's first time watching such a performance. Gazing at the graceful and beautiful dancers, several young officials' sons were already somewhat intoxicated. After drinking a few cups of imperial wine, they seemed unable to control themselves, their lecherous eyes fixed on the palace maids dressed in transparent gauze...

Liu Lang's ears were filled with the melody of the "Rainbow Feather Robe Dance," but his eyes remained fixed on the thick, scarlet palace pillar in front of him. He slowly circulated his internal energy, and the intense pain from before seemed to lessen somewhat under the influence of the strong liquor, but a cold, numb sensation was becoming increasingly severe. Liu Lang felt his body getting colder and colder, so he began to drink desperately, trying to warm his body with the strong liquor. Soon, the pot of fine wine was empty.

Princess Jin noticed that Liu Lang neither watched the dance nor listened to the music, but instead poured himself a drink of strong liquor. Seeing beads of cold sweat on his forehead, she quietly asked in a low voice, "Liu Lang, are you feeling unwell? Drink less, lest you become drunk and behave improperly."

Liu Lang smiled sadly and said, "Mother, I won't get drunk. I've already finished the wine in the pot, and it hasn't even been three rounds yet, so I won't be refilled."

Princess Jin said, "Very well, since you've finished the wine, you should watch the new music and dance properly. Everyone is applauding and congratulating, and you don't even glance at them. That seems a bit arrogant." "What kind of behavior is this!"

Liu Lang, having drunk some strong liquor, though not yet drunk, was somewhat tipsy. He actually laughed at Princess Jin and said, "Godmother, what's so interesting about these dances? You're much prettier than Godmother..."

Princess Jin blushed upon hearing this and said, "You little rascal, there are so many people here. Behave yourself. It would be so embarrassing if someone heard this!"

At this moment, the hall quieted down. Zhao Kuangyin had changed into a bright yellow satin cloak, wearing the coiled dragon gold-threaded crown he usually wore. He led Yang Guifei by the hand to the table and said to the assembled officials, "My beloved ministers..." "Today, I have brought Consort Yang and my beloved daughter to enjoy this festivities with you all."

Having said this, Zhao Kuangyin pulled Consort Yang and Princess Xiuning to sit down, looked down at them, and asked, "My lords, how was the music and dance just now?"

Pan Renmei hurriedly stood up, bowed, and replied, "Your Majesty's company with us is an immense honor. We have never witnessed such a beautiful dance before."

Zhao Kuangyin said, "Today, I am in high spirits. I will set a theme for today's banquet. Each of you will compose a poem based on this theme. The best poems will be collected and circulated in the palace."

The ministers immediately began whispering amongst themselves. Then, Zhao Kuangyin addressed the scholars who had achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations, saying, "You may all display your talents."

He continued, "Use the ci poem title 'Partridge Sky' to write a poem expressing nostalgia and longing for home. Each line must contain the name of an ancient melody, and each line must include at least one ci poem title. You may use only a portion of the title, but it must be at least two characters long. Use at least twelve ci poem titles, and also embed at least two constellation names to commemorate this auspicious night. Ideally, the poem should be related to a princess or the emperor. Whoever does a good job will be rewarded with a cup of fine wine."

A murmur of whispers filled the hall, but no one responded.

Zhao Kuangyin then ordered the eunuchs to hang up a white silk banner and prepare cinnabar ink and brushes, so that the composer could write their poem on the banner for everyone to see.

The white silk hung for a while, but no one stepped forward. Not only the younger generation, but even the most learned scholars scratched their heads, thinking: "The Emperor's question is too difficult! Not only does it require composing a poem using a specific poetic form, but it also expresses a sense of nostalgia and longing, and there's a requirement for the number of poetic forms... "

Those ministers who wanted to impress the Emperor were starting to get anxious.

Prince Zhao Guangyi of Jin thought for a moment, then shook his head. Seeing Liu Lang reach for another jug of strong liquor, pour it into a bowl, and then drink it all in one gulp, he said to Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, could you try?"

With a "bang," the silver wine jug was slammed down on the wooden table by Liu Lang, the sound unusually loud in the otherwise quiet hall.

At this moment, Liu Lang, slightly drunk, stood up, swaying slightly. Instantly, everyone's eyes, including Zhao Kuangyin, Empress Song, Yang Sijie, and Princess Xiuning, were fixed on him.

Liu Lang let out a burp. Seeing everyone watching him, he slowly walked forward without saying a word. He took the brush from the eunuch, dipped it in thick ink, and then, with a flick of his wrist, wrote a series of strokes on the white silk. In a moment, Liu Lang finished the work in one go, threw the brush down, turned around and left. After taking two steps, he stopped, bowed to the emperor, and then gracefully returned to seat number 98. (Note: Although Liu Lang is a time traveler and has never practiced calligraphy, his soul has transmigrated, and his current body retains Yang Liu Lang's literary and martial skills. The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the hall were focused on the huge white silk. The elegant and unrestrained cursive script contained a poem "Partridge Sky": Ziwei Dongshan remembers Qin E, Zhuque Xijiang loves Qiubo, Shuangtian Xiaojiao Qingping Le, Yue Shang Guazhou sacrificial Miluo, Zhaojun Yuan, Dafeng Ge, Rumeng Nanke has become yesterday, Shao Nian You sings Yangguan Qu, Lang Taosha is all the passes and rivers!

At this time, someone had already started counting according to Zhao Kuangyin's request. After a while, Zhao Kuangyin's palace eunuch held up his handwritten annotation and loudly read it to everyone: "This Partridge Sky poem contains thirteen ci titles, namely Remembering Qin E, Xijiang Yue, Qiubo Mei, Shuangtian Xiaojiao, Qingping Le, Yue Shang Guazhou, Zhaojun Yuan, Rumeng Ling, Nanke Zi, Shao Nian You, Yangguan Qu, Lang Taosha "Guanhe Ling?" There are three ancient songs: Ziwei Bagua Dance, Dafeng Ge, and Yangguan Qu. Two constellation names are mentioned: Ziwei and Zhuque. People and events mentioned include Qu Yuan's drowning in the Miluo River, Princess Zhaojun's departure for

the border, the dream of Nanke, and the Hegemon-King of Western Chu. The first two lines of this poem are perfectly matched; Liu Lang's talent surpasses that of Sima Xiangru and Cao Zhi many times over! At this moment, Zhao Kuangyin stood up, holding a white jade bushel, and said with a smile to Yang Linggong, "Having such a son is a blessing for Yang Qing; I am very envious!" "Come, as I said, upon receiving a fine author, I will drink this cup with you!"

Zhao Kuangyin stepped down from his throne, holding a white jade cup

, and approached Liu Lang. Empress Song, seeing this, quickly took Princess Xiuning's hand and, along with Yang Sijie, walked towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang looked up and saw Zhao Kuangyin, Yang Sijie, Empress Song, and Princess Xiuning standing before him. The Princess of Jin quickly tugged at Liu Lang's sleeve and whispered, "His Majesty's decree allows you to drink fine wine together; quickly express your gratitude."

Liu Lang finally snapped out of his daze and quickly bowed.

Zhao Kuangyin grabbed Liu Lang, looking at him intently and said, "Liu Lang is skilled in both literature and martial arts, a handsome and talented man. I admire him greatly. He will surely be a pillar of the Song Dynasty

, a beam supporting the sea! Come, drink this cup with me!" Zhao Kuangyin turned around and saw Princess Xiuning beside him. He smiled slightly and said, "Ning'er, why don't you pour a cup of wine for this fine general and talented scholar of the Song Dynasty—"

At this moment, Princess Xiuning looked at Liu Lang's handsome face and was filled with excitement. She immediately poured a cup of fine wine for Liu Lang and handed it to him with both hands.

Liu Lang quickly bowed and said, "What virtue or ability do I have to trouble the princess? I am ashamed to accept this."

Zhao Kuangyin laughed and said, "Liu Lang, don't be so polite. Take it quickly. I'm waiting to drink with you!"

Liu Lang took the wine cup and drank with Zhao Kuangyin. While drinking, he glanced at the three women beside Zhao Kuangyin out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself. They will all belong to me sooner or later.

After finishing one cup of wine, Princess Xiuning poured more for Zhao Kuangyin and Liu Lang. After drinking three cups, Zhao Kuangyin returned to his seat in the hall, smiling broadly, and said, "My lords, I am in very high spirits today. Come, let's have some more music and dance! This time, let's have a more unrestrained and powerful performance—'Po Zhen Zi'!"

The officials in the hall could clearly see Zhao Kuangyin's favoritism towards Liu Lang. First, Zhao Kuangyin addressed Liu Lang affectionately; then he drank wine with him; and even had Princess Xiuning pour wine for him! Zhao Kuangyin's actions made the officials in the hall both furious and envious.

Princess Xiuning suddenly said, "General Yang, I've heard from Father that you are skilled in both literature and martial arts. Seeing you today, I can see that your reputation is well-deserved. I've also heard from Grand Tutor Wang that you are good at composing couplets. How about I give you a few questions to test your skills and liven up the drinking?"

Empress Song glared at Princess Xiuning and said, "Ning'er, don't be silly."

Zhao Kuangyi, however, was in high spirits and said, "It's alright, Ning'er, you can test him."

Liu Lang also said, "Please, Princess, give us your questions."

Princess Xiuning first recited a Tang poem: "Since ancient times, autumn has been associated with sorrow and desolation, but I say that autumn days surpass spring mornings." "A clear sky? The clouds part, rising, inspiring poetic thoughts that soar to the azure heavens."

After reciting this, Princess Xiuning said, "This is the third line of Liu Yuxi's poem 'Autumn Song,' which is missing the word 'crane.' General Yang, where has that 'crane' gone?"

Liu Lang immediately recited a poem: "The ancients have ridden the yellow crane away, leaving only the Yellow Crane Tower behind.

The yellow crane is gone, never to return, white clouds drift aimlessly for a thousand years.

The clear river reflects the trees of Hanyang, fragrant grasses grow lush

on Parrot Island. Where is my hometown at sunset? The misty waves on the river fill me with sorrow."

Since "the yellow crane is gone, never to return," of course, there is no "crane." All the ministers were familiar with Cui Hao's poem "Yellow Crane Tower," and seeing how naturally Liu Lang used it, they immediately cheered.

Princess Xiuning nodded repeatedly and then recited Wang Wei's poem "Birdsong in the Valley"

: "The osmanthus blossoms fall in the human world, the spring mountains are empty in the quiet night. The moon rises, startling the mountains, and birdsong echoes in the spring valley." After reciting, Princess Xiuning asked, "Eh, where have the birds flown to?"

Liu Lang calmly recited a poem: "Birds have vanished from a thousand mountains, human tracks have disappeared from ten thousand paths. An old man in a straw hat and raincoat, alone in a small boat, fishes in the cold river snow."

As soon as Liu Lang recited "River Snow," the courtiers immediately applauded. They thought: Yes! "Birds have vanished from a thousand mountains"—where are the birds now?

Princess Xiuning recited another poem: "I asked a boy under the pine tree, 'Where has your master gone?'

He replied, 'He went to gather herbs. He's somewhere in this mountain, but I don't know where.'" After reciting, Princess Xiuning said, "This is Jia Dao's 'Seeking the Hermit in Vain,' the last line is missing the word 'cloud.' Where did the 'cloud' drift to?"

At this moment, Liu Lang cleverly used Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" to answer Princess Xiuning: "All the birds have flown high and far, a lone cloud drifts leisurely away. We gaze at each other, never tiring, only Jingting Mountain and I."

What a clever interpretation of "a

lone cloud drifts leisurely away"! Even the only lone cloud wouldn't linger for a moment, drifting away on its own. Everyone praised this ingenious explanation. Hearing this, Princess Xiuning stopped posing questions, but stood up, walked to Liu Lang, and said, "General Yang, you are indeed full of talent, I admire you. I'll toast you."

After saying this, Princess Xiuning personally poured wine for Liu Lang, and after he drank it all in one gulp, she shyly withdrew.

Seeing this, Zhao Kuangyin laughed heartily and told his ministers to continue drinking. He, however, was already six or seven parts drunk, and left.

As the lanterns were lit, the ministers slowly departed, while Liu Lang, emboldened by the alcohol, decided to vent his frustrations on Empress Song, so he went to Huaqing Palace.

Because Liu Lang was the newly appointed commander of the Five City Garrison, the head of the Imperial Guards knew him. So, if Liu Lang said that the capital had been unsettled recently, that the Prince of Jin's residence had been attacked by assassins the day before, and that he was worried about the safety of the palace and had decided to investigate, the head of the Imperial Guards wouldn't dare stop him!

Liu Lang arrived at Huaqing Palace and, without waiting for an announcement, barged in.

Empress Song, seeing Liu Lang, was very surprised and said, "Liu Lang, what are you doing here so late?"

Liu Lang replied, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Jin's residence was attacked by assassins the day before yesterday, and I was worried about the safety of the palace, so I investigated."

Empress Song seemed to realize what was about to happen, and her heart skipped a beat.

Before Empress Song could speak, Liu Lang quickly stepped forward, opened his arms, and unceremoniously pulled her into his embrace.

Empress Song let out a soft cry, her face flushed, and she pushed Liu Lang away forcefully, scolding, "Liu Lang, don't do this! What if someone sees us?"

Liu Lang laughed, "These are all your trusted confidants. What does it matter if others see us being intimate?"

Liu Lang could smell a delicate fragrance in the air, and he couldn't help but wantonly knead Empress Song's body, roaming over her body, feeling her soft, delicate form.

"Mmm... Liu Lang, no, no!"

Empress Song gasped.

At this moment, Empress Song's face was flushed, her body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was overjoyed upon hearing this, but knowing he shouldn't be too hasty, he reluctantly released Empress Song and said with a smile, "Empress, let's talk inside, otherwise more people will see us outside."

Empress Song couldn't refuse and felt extremely embarrassed. Seeing the palace maids around her blushing and covering their mouths to giggle, she felt even more ashamed and scolded, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and serve the meal so General Yang can have a midnight snack."

Soon, steaming delicacies were served. Liu Lang sat in the main seat, while Empress Song accompanied him at the side, personally serving him food and wine.

Red candles burned high, and incense wafted, filling the room with an infinitely romantic atmosphere.

After a few cups of fine wine, Liu Lang felt a surge of desire. He reached under the table and pulled Empress Song's slender, jade-like hand to caress it, laughing, "Empress, you are so beautiful!"

Empress Song's cheeks flushed instantly. She glanced at him shyly and playfully, then scolded, "Liu Lang, you're just good at sweet-talking me. How can I compare to your sister?"

As she spoke, Empress Song tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't break free, so she let Liu Lang play with it.

Empress Song's coquettishness, illuminated by the red candlelight, had a unique allure, making Liu Lang's heart itch with desire. He chuckled wickedly, "You are both equally beautiful."

"Sweet words, I don't want to hear them!"

Empress Song spat, then paused, but couldn't help asking, "Really?"

Liu Lang almost laughed out loud, thinking: Sometimes women need sweet words to coax them, even the most noble empress is no exception.

At this moment, Liu Lang stood up solemnly, walked to Empress Song's side, bent down, and whispered into her earlobe, "Of course it's true! You are my love, my only one. I only want you, Empress. My love will never change, even if the sea dries up and the rocks crumble!"

Empress Song let out a soft "hmm," her face flushed crimson, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Her expression was

a mixture of surprise, delight, shyness, and embarrassment. Seeing Empress Song's alluring, shy demeanor, Liu Lang couldn't resist embracing her. He then sat on a chair, placing her on his arm, letting the soft, fragrant body fill his embrace.

Empress Song let out a soft cry, overwhelmed with shame. Her cheeks flushed like the beautiful sunset, her heart pounding like a deer's. She gasped, "Liu Lang, let me go! This... what's going on here!"

The surrounding palace maids chuckled, their gazes shifting elsewhere.

"Aren't these palace maids your good sisters who have served you for years? What are you afraid of!"

Liu Lang held Empress Song tightly, feeling as if he were floating on clouds, willing to die even now.

Liu Lang's intense masculine scent enveloped Empress Song, making her face burn with embarrassment, as if she were suffocating, her body going limp as if electrocuted.

Liu Lang chuckled, "Just now, the Empress was so busy serving me food that she didn't eat much herself. Now, I'll feed her myself."

With that, Liu Lang freed his right hand, picked up a chopstick, and took a piece of the tenderest meat from the braised bear paw. He brought it to the Empress's lips, saying, "Open your mouth?"

The Empress, always reserved, had never experienced such a sensual way of being fed. Suppressing her shyness, she tried her best to maintain her composure, saying, "Liu Lang, thank you."

Liu Lang chuckled, "Well, I'm going to feed you now. Open your mouth!"

"I thank Liu Lang for his favor,"

the Empress murmured as if in a dream, finally opening her mouth to eat Liu Lang's—braised bear paw meat.

"Is it delicious?"

Liu Lang asked with a mischievous grin.

The Empress nodded, her face filled with intoxication.

Seeing this, Liu Lang was secretly pleased and said, "Come, eat the vegetables, then have some soup."

With that, Liu Lang scooped a spoonful of abalone soup and brought it to Empress Song's luscious red lips, saying, "Open your mouth!"

Empress Song opened her mouth, but Liu Lang, this time mischievous, suddenly pulled back, and with a sly laugh, fed her the delicious fish soup.

Empress Song, startled, twisted her slender waist, about to coax Liu Lang, when he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her two rosy lips, feeding her the fish soup, and laughed, "Is it good this time?"

Empress Song swallowed the soup in a daze, a blush spreading to her jade-like neck, her beautiful eyes almost overflowing with tears. Finally, she let out a soft moan, burying her head in Liu Lang's arms, too shy to look at him.

At this moment, Liu Lang used his index finger to lift Empress Song's alabaster chin. Seeing her small mouth half-open, half-closed, he was instantly aroused and lowered his head to kiss her luscious lips.

Empress Song let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling violently, overwhelmed with shame, her cheeks burning like fire, her body completely limp in Liu Lang's arms.

Liu Lang was overjoyed, holding Empress Song's soft body, kissing her tender cherry lips, sucking on her fragrant saliva, finding it sweet and mellow, leaving a lingering fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, and greedily nibbling and biting.

At this moment, Empress Song couldn't help but slightly open her lips, and Liu Lang, seeing this, inserted his tongue. As soon as he touched her delicate tongue, Empress Song immediately withdrew her tongue, so Liu Lang stretched out his tongue and teased her small, fragrant tongue, intertwining them.

Liu Lang's two arms holding Empress Song tightened more and more, wishing he could merge into her body, his mind and soul completely intoxicated.

The surrounding palace maids blushed, feeling embarrassed and looking away shyly, yet unable to resist stealing glances at Liu Lang and Empress Song.

After a long while, Liu Lang reluctantly raised his head, licking his lips as if savoring Empress Song's taste, and said with a lewd smile, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing upon me this fine wine. I am truly fortunate. Tsk tsk tsk... the taste is sweet and delicious, truly exquisite. You are indeed worthy of being the Empress, the mother of the nation! Haha..."

"Liu Lang, you are so naughty!"

Empress Song was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head. Her two small pink fists rained down on Liu Lang's chest, her delicate body rubbing against him. Her girlish charm was on full display, completely devoid of the haughty demeanor of an empress.

Liu Lang whispered in Empress Song's ear, "I had a wonderful time with you at noon today, and I'd like to spend some more time with you tonight. How about we start with a romantic swim together? Hehehe..."

With that, Liu Lang swept Empress Song up in his arms and strode towards the bathing pool behind the palace...

The bathing pool in the rear hall of Huaqing Palace was shrouded in mist.

Flower petals swayed in the white jade pool, and several palace maids knelt by the pool to greet her. They were all wearing bright red undergarments, and various bathing supplies were placed at her feet. It seemed that Empress Song had planned to bathe before Liu Lang arrived, and the palace maids had already prepared everything.

Liu Lang smiled at the beautiful woman in his arms, "So the Empress was prepared all along... just waiting for me. Hehe!"

Empress Song, both embarrassed and anxious, scolded, "You little rascal, always teasing me! Let me down!"

Liu Lang put Empress Song down. At this moment, several more palace maids entered, and they immediately removed their outer and inner garments. In the end, there were more than ten maids. Because they had served Empress Song for many years, they all pretended not to know anything when they saw Empress Song and Liu Lang being intimate, and simply served him carefully.

Empress Song ordered, "Undress General Yang."

At this moment, four palace maids stepped forward and stood beside Liu Lang, carefully undressing him.

Liu Lang had always bathed himself and had never been served by palace maids before.

The alluring skin of the palace maids under their small bodices was faintly visible, practically tempting to commit a sin, especially with the peerless Empress Song nearby, watching him shyly and timidly... In this scene, even a god would be moved, let alone Liu Lang, a young man full of vigor! He was burning with desire, his erection throbbing and protruding.

The palace maids, noticing this embarrassing change in Liu Lang, trembled slightly and their breathing quickened.

When they helped him remove his underpants, his erect penis was exposed, leaving the maids speechless, their faces flushed, and their hearts pounding. A chorus of gasps escaped their lips.

Hearing their instinctive gasps, Liu Lang was emboldened. He proudly displayed his erection, looking around arrogantly, utterly conceited.

At this moment, all the palace maids, including Empress Song, were focused on Liu Lang's manhood.

Empress Song, seeing the envious looks from the maids, felt a surge of smug satisfaction.

At this moment, Liu Lang's dragon spear began to swell, which also made his confidence swell to the extreme. Seeing the palace maids' astonished looks, he chuckled and spun around in place so that the palace maids could all see his majestic figure. Finally, Liu Lang came to Empress Song's front, and his dragon spear trembled, as if greeting her...

Empress Song realized her rudeness at this moment, and her face turned as red as fire. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head. She scolded, "Liu Lang, you are so strong..."

Her voice was so sweet that it was sickeningly sweet.

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang laughed heartily, waved his hand grandly, and said, "Serve Her Majesty the Empress in undressing?"

"You all step aside, I'll do it myself."

Empress Song shook her head, dismissing the palace maids, then smiled charmingly at Liu Lang and said, "You've never seen me dance before, have you? Tonight, let me dance for you!"

Liu Lang nodded repeatedly, thinking: The Empress's dance, so graceful and dignified, is something perhaps only I in the world have the privilege of witnessing; how could I miss it!

Empress Song smiled sweetly, stretched out her jade arms, and began to dance gracefully. She was as if the moon were veiled by light clouds, and as if snowflakes were swirling in the wind. Every gesture and every step was full of beauty. She reached her two jade hands to the top of her head and removed the pearl and jade hairpins from her cloud-like hair one by one. Instantly, her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and then transformed into thousands of soft strands that danced around her.

Empress Song's lips curved into a smile, a mixture of shyness and joy, a hesitant expression. Her clothes slipped away one by one, and as the last garment, her bodice, was flung open in her dance, the room was instantly filled with a breathtaking display of spring.

Liu Lang was mesmerized. Empress Song's skin was as white as snow, her arms and feet as delicate as lotus blossoms, her hips as firm as snow-capped peaks, all igniting the desire within him, making him unable to control himself. Empress Song's body was a masterpiece of nature; every inch of her was beautiful, even her lower body was smooth and hairless, a dazzling

expanse of white, breathtakingly beautiful. Liu Lang felt a surge of joy. He lunged forward, his erect penis erect, and embraced Empress Song, lowering his head to shower her with passionate kisses. The touch of their skin ignited his desire.

"Liu Lang... um, not here! Let me help you bathe first,"

Empress Song gasped, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

Liu Lang then picked up Empress Song and leaped lightly into the pool with a splash. Water rippled everywhere.

Liu Lang's desire subsided slightly before he released Empress Song.

Empress Song gave Liu Lang a coquettish glare and began washing his body. Under his burning gaze, she felt intensely shy, her face flushed.

At this moment, twelve palace maids jumped into the pool, dressed in various colored bodices, surrounding Liu Lang and the Empress.

Liu Lang didn't hold back, beginning to caress Empress Song's body, teasing her until she let out soft moans. Her alluring appearance made Liu Lang want to pounce on her…

As Liu Lang groped her in the water, the palace maids around him cried out incessantly. Liu Lang chuckled dryly, and Empress Song would give him a half-serious, half-joking glare, which only fueled his more intense teasing, causing her body to tremble slightly and ripple across the water.

What pleased Liu Lang most was that when the palace maids cleaned his penis, they lined up to serve him. But it wasn't so much a cleaning as they all wanted to touch it; after all, they had never touched such a thick penis before. Some were a little shy and couldn't let go of their inhibitions, so they only touched it briefly. But a few bolder maids even took it into their mouths, igniting Liu Lang's lust.

Meanwhile, Empress Song lay comfortably by the bath, her long, slender legs spread, allowing one of her most beloved maids to provide her with a tongue service.

After the exquisitely fragrant bath, Liu Lang swept the naked Empress Song into his arms and eagerly carried her to his bedchamber. Although the twelve maids were equally alluring and waiting for Liu Lang to deflower them, he was very patient. He knew they already belonged to him and there was no need to rush. His main task now was to subdue their mistress completely.

Liu Lang placed Empress Song on the phoenix couch and began to admiring her beautiful body, leaving him speechless.

Empress Song dared not meet Liu Lang's gaze, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her beautiful eyes looking elsewhere.

Liu Lang laughed, "Empress, tonight we will definitely make love to our hearts' content, I will make you feel like you're in heaven."

Empress Song blushed upon hearing this and said coquettishly, "Liu Lang..."

Liu Lang was already at the critical moment, and upon hearing this, he did not delay any longer. He climbed onto the phoenix couch, gently parted Empress Song's long and snow-white legs, and then knelt between her legs, looking at her closely, and asked gently, "Empress, I want you."

Empress Song twisted her body restlessly, her phoenix eyes tightly closed, and slowly but firmly nodded, waiting for Liu Lang to enter.

Liu Lang thrust his waist with force, and Empress Song

let out a soft moan, "Ah!" Liu Lang had entered Empress Song's body...

The bedroom was filled with the heat of passion, the room brimming with spring.

The palace maids outside the room listened to the sounds inside. The panting and moans mingled with the creaking of the phoenix bed, creating a heart-wrenching symphony. These inexperienced maids were overcome with shame, their faces burning red, yet they couldn't resist their curiosity, peeking through the swaying beaded curtain.

The maids stared in disbelief, unable to look away, their mouths agape. The constant panting made their hearts tremble, their beautiful eyes almost overflowing with tears. Finally, they couldn't help but return to their beds, either alone or with their closest maids, watching Liu Lang and Empress Song, comforting themselves.

Soon after, Empress Song reached her climax, her body trembling violently before she climaxed. She collapsed onto the bed, motionless, her face flushed, her breathing rapid.

At this moment, Liu Lang considerately stopped what he was doing, holding Empress Song in his arms, murmuring as if in a dream, "My darling, I love you to death..."

Empress Song's long eyelashes trembled, her beautiful eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and she said, "Liu Lang, I almost died just now..."

Liu Lang said, "You didn't die, you were about to become an immortal! Haha? Ha..."

Empress Song blushed upon hearing this, and let out a coquettish cry, resting her head on Liu Lang's shoulder, her lips filled with an infinitely happy smile.

Liu Lang bit Empress Song's earlobe and chuckled mischievously, "Your cry just now was so beautiful! I want to hear you cry again!"

Empress Song was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head, her two little pink hands falling like raindrops onto Liu Lang's chest, and she scolded, "You little rascal, you just know how to bully me, I won't come... Ah!"

Liu Lang suddenly played a trick, his dragon spear suddenly thrusting hard into Empress Song's body, causing Empress Song to moan softly before she could react.

Seeing that Empress Song had recovered, Liu Lang laughed and said, "I'm not done yet! You have to find a way to help me before it's over!"

After saying that, Liu Lang held nothing back and began to thrust and pump with abandon, savoring the Empress's body as if he had reached the pinnacle of bliss.

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