[Urban] Passion, Infatuation (Complete) - 7-9

☆、46. Bondage (Part 1, Minimal Limit)

The man, unwilling to give up the benefits before him, replied somewhat frivolously, "Why?" Closing his eyes would only make her leave. He had finally gotten her to throw herself into his arms; how could he easily let her go?

Why? Of course, it was about propriety! Although she was a courtesan, she still had a sense of shame!

"Young master, I respect you as a gentleman." Shui Qing cursed inwardly. If he still didn't close his eyes, she wouldn't blame her for labeling him a villain!

"I never associate with gentlemen." The man had a look of utter disbelief at being a gentleman. He, the fifth prince of Beiyuan Kingdom, was born with a defect and had a very twisted personality, completely unlike the so-called gentlemen.

Shui Qing narrowed her beautiful eyes, glaring at the man before her. Was this man utterly uncultured? Did he not know what propriety was? Did he not know what respecting women meant? Since that was the case, she wouldn't blame her for using unavoidable means.

The man suddenly noticed that this flustered, cat-like girl seemed to be doing something provocative. Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel her legs pressing between his, rubbing against him almost imperceptibly. This rubbing ignited a fire within him.

"You...are you seducing me?" the man asked hoarsely. He hadn't expected her to be so wanton. They hadn't even exchanged a few words, and she was already making suggestive movements. "

Mmm..." Shui Qing didn't really listen to what he was saying; she was only thinking about how to break free from his embrace. Unfortunately, there was a difference in their sizes. She was adjusting her angle, preparing to kick him hard.

But hearing her response, a fire ignited within the man. He hadn't expected her to be such a restless woman. In less than half a day, she had gone from one man's embrace to another, and was even so boldly rubbing against his legs. Was this woman so lewd that she couldn't bear to be apart from a man for even a moment?

"Very well!" The man gritted his teeth in response, slipping one hand under her knees and the other around her slender waist, lifting her into the air and carrying her to the bedside. He then threw her roughly onto the bed.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Shui Qing cried out in pain before she could even process what was happening. Still feeling dizzy, she saw the man's tall figure pressing down on her, startling her so much that she quickly backed away several inches. However, she forgot that she was on the bed, and after only a few slids, her back hit the corner of the bed.

"W-you, what do you want to do?" Shui Qing didn't know why she could feel the man's obvious anger, and the huge body pressing down on her made her somewhat panicked. She stammered,

"What do I want to do? What did you just do? Did you forget everything in the blink of an eye?" The man hadn't forgotten her every move just now. Since she had provoked him first, she had to have the ability to extinguish his fire.

"What did I do?" Shui Qing asked suspiciously. She had just been trying to escape his embrace; what else could she have done to make him so angry?

"What did you do?" The man glared at her, his eyes narrowed. She was pinned to the bed, still pretending to be clueless. If he didn't teach her a lesson, she'd really get the upper hand.

Shui Qing watched as the man's hands were bound by a strip of cloth he produced from somewhere. She cursed angrily, "You big bad guy! What are you doing with my hands tied? Let me go!" The knots were tight enough to prevent bruises on her delicate hands and were difficult to break free from. He grabbed the other strip of cloth and tossed it high into the air, over the wooden beam above the bed, forcing Shui Qing to kneel with her hands raised. This position exposed her full breasts to him.

The beautiful sight caught his eye. Wearing a mask, he couldn't do much more, so he took out a handkerchief, folded it into a long strip, and blindfolded her.

This action terrified Shui Qing even more. She disliked this feeling, as if everything was controlled by someone else. She twisted her body and shouted, "No! Don't blindfold me! Let me go!"

The man ignored her protests. After confirming that she wouldn't see anything, he slowly removed the mask from his face. He grasped one of her breasts with each of his large hands, gently kneading and pinching it, watching the snow-white flesh display various postures in his palms. The two small red nipples stood erect, seemingly radiating a signal to come and eat them.

The man's body moved faster than he thought. Before she could even realize it, his mouth was already sucking on the two small red nipples. They were indeed as sweet as he had imagined, releasing an even sweeter aroma as soon as he took them in. He didn't want to let go, sucking and nibbling on them like a baby.

"What are you doing with your hands! Ah! Don't suck!" With her vision covered, Shui Qing's other senses became even more acute. She clearly knew the man's large hand was caressing her breasts. Suddenly, something warm and wet was sucking on her nipple. She wasn't an ignorant girl; of course she knew her body was being played with by a man. Although she had fallen into prostitution, her body wasn't something a man could touch so casually. Unable to contain herself, she burst out, "Let me go! You scoundrel! You lecher! You pervert! You flower thief!" "

I'm a scoundrel? A lecher? A pervert? A flower thief?" The man's large hand moved between her legs, his fingers mercilessly inserting into her vagina, stirring it roughly a few times, saying, "So, you're already soaking wet after I've touched you a few times, aren't you a slut? A whore who needs to be fucked?"

"You're lying! You must have drugged me! You shameless scoundrel!" Shui Qing knew she wasn't the kind of woman he described; it was all this man's trick!

"Drugming? Such low-class things are beneath my notice." The man scoffed. "I don't need any external force to easily subdue you."

"Tying my hands and blindfolding me is considered a low-class method?" Shui Qing didn't believe the man's words. Men were like that; if they couldn't get what they wanted, they would use coercion to threaten women. Tying hands and blindfolding were good evidence.

"No need for reverse psychology. I don't fall for that. Once you taste it, I'm afraid you'll be begging me to keep you tied up." The man chuckled deeply. He had tried this method on many women, and none of them could escape the masochistic pleasure he inflicted on them. In the end, every woman succumbed to his power, begging him to torture them more cruelly.
Author's Note:

☆, 47. Bondage (Chinese, Limited)

"Shameless! Vulgar!" Shui Qing blushed. She had heard similar things in brothels before. These women were often kept in bed for days by men. If what he said were to happen to her, no matter what he said, she would not want it!

"Don't struggle. Just enjoy the pleasure I bring you. I'm afraid you'll want more later." The man laughed lewdly. His large hand, which had been caressing her breasts, moved down to the thick bush between her long legs. His wicked fingers gently slid back and forth in the small crevice. It was only a matter of time before he subdued her. The more time, the more pleasure. "

Ugh... your hand... ah... no... um ah..." Shui Qing squeezed her legs tightly together, trying to squeeze the man's hand out from between her legs. But things didn't go as planned. The gap between her legs allowed the man's hand to fit tightly in the middle, giving him room to move without being stuck.

"I didn't expect you to hold on so tightly after just a few strokes of my fingers." The man forcefully inserted and withdrew his fingers into her vagina, feeling it become increasingly wet. The squelching sounds excited him even more. While sucking on her swollen nipple, he said, "Listen to this sound, you're so wet. You really are a slut."

"You drugged me!" She wasn't a promiscuous woman; she must have been drugged by this wicked man to have become so sensitive.

"Don't deny it. You've been at Wan Yan Lou for so long, I don't believe they didn't let you try aphrodisiacs. Besides, you've been with men for three days. You know in your heart whether I drugged you or not." The man was dissatisfied with Shui Qing's accusations. He squeezed his legs between hers, forcefully spreading her long, snow-white legs, exposing her flower cave openly, making it easier for his fingers to slide back and forth in her flower cave passage.

"Ah... don't talk nonsense... um... let me go... ah... otherwise... ah... don't put your fingers in... ah ah... you lecher, let me go... ah..." Shui Qing was making a last-ditch resistance, but how could her sensitive body, which had only recently been developed, resist the man's skilled movements? Soon, both her body and mind were gradually conquered by the man's fingers and lips.

The man was displeased that she wouldn't admit it. He gripped her delicate chin with his large hand, gently nibbling at her pink lips, his fingers still thrusting in and out of her tender opening. In a slightly annoyed tone, he said, "Your hips are swaying so wantonly, and your little hole is gripping my fingers so tightly. Even now, you're still so stubborn. It seems you want me to teach you a lesson."

"No! No!" Shui Qing shook her head vigorously. She didn't want to be taught a lesson by him; she just wanted to escape from him. This man gave her a very dangerous feeling. She had a premonition that if she continued to let this man play with her like this, she would definitely fall into an abyss of no return.

"Ha! No matter how you argue, your body has already answered honestly." The man gently bit her soft earlobe, whispering like a devil in her ear. He had calculated that the length of the binding strips was just right so that her knees were slightly off the ground, and his thighs were just right to support her height. As she helplessly twisted her body, it would only bring them closer together.

The man's fingers began to roam over her pink body, first caressing her red lips, then stroking her delicate neck, her beautiful collarbone, her round breasts, her perky nipples, her slender waist, her wonderfully soft buttocks, and finally resting on her thighs.

"No..." Shui Qing shook her head helplessly, suppressing the feeling of humiliation, continuing to pound her tender lips to prevent a moan from escaping. The man's hands were warmer than she had imagined; every part of her body felt hot and tingling after his touch, trembling slightly. Her legs straddled his lap helplessly, and she could clearly feel the erect, hard penis protruding through the fabric between her legs. Suddenly,

the man withdrew, and Shui Qing, now cold, trembled slightly. But she was happy; this man had found her uninteresting, because she wasn't the slut he described, craving a man.

"Ah! Take it out! No! It hurts!" Shui Qing tensed her muscles as a cold object was suddenly inserted into her anus. She twisted her hips, feeling both cold and painful, but no matter how she swayed, the object wouldn't come out; instead, it went deeper inside.

"Good girl, the more you move this thing, the deeper it will go. Relax, follow my pace, and you'll know this thing will bring you an unprecedented ecstasy." The man gently patted Shui Qing's pert buttocks, kindly reminding her. To make the movements easier, he spread his long legs apart, placing himself between them, his fingers gently poking at the entrance of her vagina, while his other hand slowly pulled the object inserted into her anus. This was no ordinary object; once used, almost no one would want to forget the ecstatic and pleasurable sensation.

"Waaah... take it out... ah... ah..." During her previous training, Shui Qing had tried inserting things into her anus, but the discomfort of the foreign object entering her body made her cry loudly every time. In the end, even Granny Li had no choice but to give up. She never expected to be successfully tamed by this man.

What was wrong with her body? And what was this object? It seemed to be round beads, but also like a long, thin object. Her anus should have been painful to be penetrated, so why did she feel increasingly tingly and pleasurable the more she moved? Finally, whether she had found the rhythm or her body had begun to adapt, she unconsciously let out a comfortable moan.

"Good girl, you did very well. You're almost all swallowed," the man couldn't help but praise. He hadn't expected her body to adapt so quickly. In his experience, even with a layer of oil on it, no woman could adapt without four or five rounds, let alone swallow it so easily and immediately experience pleasure.

"Ah...ah...um...ah..." Shui Qing moaned tingly. Her anus was being played with by the man's fingers, while her rear was being violated by this strange sex toy. In just a short while, her legs were already a mess, and she was so weak she was almost paralyzed.
Author's Note:

☆, 48. Binding (Lower Limit)

The man continued his actions, sticking out his tongue to lick the pink lips that Shui Qing had bitten until they bled slightly, and said softly, "You really are worthy of being called Little Shui'er. Your name contains the character for water, and even your body is flowing with so much water. My hands are already full of Little Shui'er's water. Now, does Little Shui'er want something?"

"Hmm...no...ah...ah ah...I...ah...not Little Shui'er...ah ah...I don't want you...ah..." Shui Qing opened her small mouth slightly and let out a moan that was not at all like a protest. This nickname sounded to her ears like it had something extra, making her already uncontrollable lust grow even more intense.

"Little Shui'er, who loves to lie, listen carefully to this sound of water. It's all coming from inside your body. It's so wet and slippery inside. My fingers are moving so fast and penetrating so deeply." The man said as he deliberately thrust forcefully, his palms slapping against her delicate labia, making the lewd sounds clearly audible to both of them.

"Ah...don't touch me...ah..." Shui Qing's last shred of reason was about to crumble. The man's fingers hooked, slid, scraped, and pricked her every inch of her flower-like passage, leaving no part exposed as her calloused fingers caressed her. Especially the hard nails scraping against the tender flesh, making her body tremble like a delicate little flower in a storm.

"But little Shui'er's little mouth down there doesn't say that. My fingers were almost crushed inside." The man's fingers continued to work diligently inside her. This moist and tight feeling made him want to bury himself deep inside her, enjoying the pleasure of being squeezed.

"Ah...take your fingers out...ah...don't insert them anymore...um...ahhh..." After three days of sexual indulgence, Shui Qing knew exactly when she would climax. The sound of the man's fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina grew louder and louder, her body became increasingly tense, and her hips twisted more and more intensely. However, for the last shred of dignity, she still tried her best to resist.

"Little Shui'er is such a liar. It's because you're so tight that I can't pull out, not because I don't want to." The man didn't believe her words. His fingers moved even more intensely, thrusting in and out of her vagina while pinching her full breasts and licking the nipples. Watching the string of beads inserted into her anus smoothly enter her body, a strange pleasure made him even more frantically defile her body.

In less than fifteen minutes, Shui Qing, her hands tightly gripping the strips of cloth binding her, arched her delicate body, tensing all her muscles, her lower body releasing a torrent of lustful fluid, soaking his hands, her legs, his thighs, and the sheets beneath her.

The man quickly pulled off his lower garments, pulled out his engorged penis, aimed it at Shui Qing's tender opening, and thrust upwards forcefully, penetrating deeply into her body. Inside, it was wet, tender, tight, and narrow, gripping him so tightly that he almost ejaculated before he could even move. Although she was no longer a virgin, her vagina, like that of a virgin, was still unforgettable and intoxicating.

"Oh...so good! Little Shui'er is so good! It feels like there are many little mouths inside, sucking me so comfortably." The man cupped her white, round buttocks with one hand and squeezed her two soft breasts with the other, his lower body thrusting rapidly, afraid that he would miss every moment of the incomparably pleasurable pleasure inside her.

"Ah... umm..." Shui Qing's previously empty vagina was filled to bursting by the thick penis, and she let out a soft, seductive moan. The man's hot penis tingled and numbed her, and his vigorous thrusts made her tremble helplessly with each stroke.

Soon, Shui Qing suddenly realized that she was actually immersed in the man's thrusts, and was even moaning as loudly as she was under Sima Yuan. Unable to hold back the bitterness in her heart, she pouted and cried softly, "Waaah... I... waaah... waaah..." From the initial satisfied moans to the point where she felt disgusted with herself, she had actually found satisfaction in the penetration of a man who couldn't even last a cup of tea, and she even longed for more. She really was, as he said, a slut whose entire body couldn't live without a man, a little whore who needed to be played with and fucked until she was ruined.

Hearing her cries and seeing the tear-stained blindfold covering her eyes, the man felt an urge to continue thrusting inside her. However, her tears and sobs extinguished his burning desire, and he removed the blindfold from her hands, pulling her fair and delicate body to his chest. He let her straddle him, gently patting her back, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, I won't do it anymore."

Shui Qing realized her hands were untied and tried to remove the blindfold, but the man grabbed her hand, saying, "Except for not removing the blindfold and letting you leave, I'll grant you everything you want." "

Why?" Shui Qing suddenly stopped crying, looking up at him from the source of the voice.

The man swallowed hard. He could almost see through the fabric that her beautiful, star-like eyes were sparkling with questions. Especially her small, cute chin, raised high, pulled her beautiful, slender neck into a captivating line, her sexy collarbone beckoning him. And below, her full, round breasts, their nipples red and erect from the passion they had just shared, swayed gently up and down with her movements. Even through the clothes, he had a strong illusion that her nipples were playing with his.

The man suppressed his urge to thrust and changed the subject, answering Shui Qing's question: "Because... I am the fifth prince of Beiyuan Kingdom." He paused, recalling his past, a heavy feeling settling over him. But for Shui Qing's sake, he continued, taking a deep breath, "You should know the rumors about me. I'm ugly and have a twisted personality. After my mother gave birth to me, my father saw that my appearance was different from others. On the day I was born, my father ordered my mother to cover my face with a cloth mask. At that time, while I was still an infant, only my mouth and nose were cut out so I could breathe and suckle." "

When I grew older and began to speak, I innocently asked my mother why I was the only one who needed to wear a cloth mask. My mother just held me tightly, crying incessantly, saying, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry.'" (
Author's Note:)

☆、49. Stay here with me (micro)

The man was completely immersed in the painful memories of the past. He rested his head on Shui Qing's slender shoulder, staring blankly ahead, and forcefully inhaling her scent, as if he could find a bit of strength in doing so. "Later I learned that my face was a great taboo in Beiyuan. Originally, when I was born, my father ordered people to kill me, but at that time, my mother was in a coma due to excessive blood loss during childbirth. If it weren't for her concern for me, my mother would have died long ago. My father loved my mother deeply and couldn't bear to see her beloved son, whom she was still thinking about in her coma, ultimately be killed. If she lost her beloved son, my mother would lose her last will to live. So my father reluctantly spared my lowly life, but he also ordered that I must not remove my mask in front of others."

"You..." Shui Qing couldn't bear to listen any longer. She knew that if she did, her heart might sway towards him. Just as she was about to speak to stop him, she heard the man's voice, which was filled with even more suppressed pain. She was bewildered. The small hand that had been trying to push him away was now quietly encircling him.

The man didn't notice Shui Qing's movement. He simply poured out all the pain he had kept hidden in his heart for many years, holding her tightly and saying, "I know I'm ugly, I know my personality is twisted, but I really, really love Xiao Shui'er. But, I promised my mother that I wouldn't let anyone know the true face of the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan Kingdom, so please, don't untie me, okay?"

Hearing the man's words and hearing his voice that was about to cry, Shui Qing's heart softened to the point of no return. She didn't know what to say or do, so she could only rely on instinct, her small hands wrapped around the man, patting him gently. Suddenly, she thought of a certain melody, and her small mouth couldn't help but hum it.

The man's initially low spirits were inexplicably soothed by Shui Qing's singing. With her warm, fragrant body before him, his burgeoning desire remained. After the initial gloom, his restless heart calmed, and he began to plan his next attack.

"Ah!" Shui Qing cried out in pain, pushing his head away with her small hand and pouting, "Why did you bite me?"

Seeing Shui Qing's charming appearance, the man let out a low chuckle and continued to nibble at her neck. "Little Shui'er is so adorable, and your whole body radiates a message that I want to devour you. How can I go against your wishes?"

Damn it! What's wrong with this man?

"You shameless scoundrel!" Shui Qing had just begun to feel a little pity for this man, but before long, he had reverted to his original wicked ways. She had thought most of the rumors were false, but now she was experiencing it firsthand. A man could be tragic one moment, wicked the next, and mischievous the next. This kind of unpredictable personality was simply difficult to get along with. No wonder none of the rumors about him were good.

"Haha..." The man suddenly burst into laughter, a wild and unrestrained laugh that made Shui Qing's face turn red and white. His rough fingers gently stroked her delicate face as he said, "Didn't I just say I'm not some gentleman, but that doesn't mean I'm necessarily a shameless scoundrel? I think little Shui'er needs to get closer to me to truly understand what kind of person I am."

"What do you mean by that?" Shui Qing seemed to have grasped a key point in his words. Grabbing the man's collar, she hurriedly asked, "Are you going to lock me up here? No, no! Let me go back right now!" She had to go back to Brother Mu's side, back to Sima Yuan's side. She had so many things to do; she absolutely couldn't stay here!

"It's not about being locked up, it's about living together." The man continued to stroke her small face. He hadn't expected that Xiao Shui'er would take his words to heart. Even in her current state of shock, she didn't seem to want to remove the blindfold. Thinking of this, he felt a strange joy in his heart and happily said, "Think about it, it'll just be a world for the two of us, Xiao Shui'er, without any other mundane affairs or unwanted people to disturb us. The only thing you have to do is stay by my side, and I will treat you wholeheartedly until we're both old and gray."

Hearing the word "wholeheartedly," Shui Qing's heart wavered. However, thinking of Brother Mu and Sima Yuan, she quickly dismissed the unrealistic idea and shook her head vigorously, saying, "No, I can't stay here... Let me go back, please..."

"Where do you want to go back to, Little Shui'er? Where I am is where you belong!" The man sneered. His enormous member was still inside her tender little hole. He had poured his heart out, saying things he couldn't tell anyone else, and made promises to her. And now she still wanted to leave? This was intolerable! His patience had its limits.

Enraged, the man withdrew from her, laid her down on the bed, bound her hands again, and pulled up her two snow-white legs, binding her limbs together. Finally, he tossed the other end of the cloth strip high, across the beam above the bed, and carefully tied a slipknot, leaving her back half-suspended on the bed.

"Don't do this… let me go!" Shui Qing cried out in panic. This uneasy position made her think of only one thing: she was like a piece of fat meat waiting to be roasted, and he was waiting for the perfect moment to devour her, leaving not a trace of bone or blood.

"I won't let go! I never want to let you go in my life!" The man knelt on the bed, gazing at the beautiful scenery between her legs. Her flower-like opening, like a fairyland, was releasing glistening nectar, its pink and delicate lips seeming to whisper unspoken words of love, enticing him to slowly approach his burning desire. When the tip of his penis touched her lips, the tingling pleasure made him gasp involuntarily.

"Please... ah... don't... um..." Shui Qing's entire attention was focused between her legs. From the moment the man bound her, it was clear she couldn't escape his grasp. And as his massive member withdrew, she had briefly considered begging him not to leave, but she knew that if she did, she would lose her bargaining chip.

Although she sympathized with his plight and pitied his vulnerability, these were not reasons for him to imprison her. Although she longed for his promise of unwavering devotion and their shared world, he arrived too late…
Author's Note:

☆, 50. Irresistible (Limited)

"You have no choice but to agree!" The man ignored her protests, thrusting his hips forcefully, plunging his large penis deep into Shui Qing's body. He grabbed the beads around her anus, giving her a harsh lesson.

"Ah…please don't do this to me…ah…" Shui Qing cried out in pain. Hearing her cries, the man swung his hips even more violently, pulling at the object in her anus, showing no mercy. His swollen penis almost burst through her tender vagina. Her half-suspended body couldn't withstand the man's repeated thrusts; she was now like a swing, swaying with his rhythm.

"What do you mean no? Your wanton body is so tight, it's barely inside and you're already squeezing me so hard you almost broke me. How can you live without me?" The man gripped the strips of cloth binding Shui Qing, controlling her body to keep it from swinging off course with each thrust.

"Ah...no...ah...it's so deep...ah...ah...um...no...don't swing...ah...ah...no...ah...I, I can't take it anymore...ah...stop...ah...stop..." Shui Qing's body, suspended in mid-air, gripped the cloth tightly with both hands, unconsciously tensing all her muscles, which only made her vagina contract even tighter and smaller, greatly increasing its sensitivity.

"Oh...so good! Little Shui'er is so amazing! Just like that, squeeze harder...oh...squeeze me off!" The man thrust wildly, lost in ecstasy. It was truly an exquisitely beautiful hole. As soon as he entered, he felt as if countless tiny hands were squeezing, rubbing, and sucking. If he hadn't been prepared, he would have ejaculated prematurely like any other man, squeezed by this tender hole as soon as he entered.

"Waaah...have mercy on me...ah...no...ah ah...I'll really die...ah...ah..." The excessive stimulation made Shui Qing sob and cry. Although she knew that she was being raped by a man, she found that her body had a feeling she had never experienced before. She felt stimulated, excited, and her whole body was getting hot. Her vagina and anus were thirstily sucking on the object inserted inside.

"Little Shui'er is such a wanton woman. I've never seen you react so intensely during ordinary lovemaking. Thrust harder, play more roughly, and your little hole becomes even tighter and wetter. Oh...so good! Does this prince feel good inside you?" The man thrust into her like a madman, spewing lewd words and teasing all her senses, trying to make her fall into a state of uncontrollable lust, so that she would forget her resolve to leave and stay by his side forever.

"Mmm...ah...I'm not wanton...ahh...no...stop...oh...ah...too big, too deep...ah...ah...I can't take it...ahh..." The intense pleasure caused Shui Qing's eyes to lose focus, staring blankly at the ceiling. From the moment the man penetrated her, her little mouth began to moan incessantly, a mixture of longing and cries, which to the man were nothing more than a powerful aphrodisiac, making his movements even more ferocious.

"Little Shui'er's wanton little hole can definitely take it! Oh... it's been going in for so long, and it's still so tight, and getting stronger and stronger... Oh... relax a little, it's hard to penetrate like this..." The increasingly tight little hole forced the man to slow down his thrusts. He knew that Shui Qing's body was beginning to be unable to withstand this swinging in mid-air, so he grabbed a pillow and put it under her waist to give her a point of support. His large hands roamed over her pink body, using the gentlest touches to help her relax a little.

"Haa... haa..." Shui Qing was finally able to catch her breath a little, but she noticed the man's large hands gently caressing her. His calloused hands lightly glided over her delicate skin, like gently brushing it with a brush. The tingling and itchy feeling made her giggle involuntarily.

Laughter is a magical action. When Shui Qing laughed, her heart seemed less depressed than before, lessening her dissatisfaction and defensiveness towards him. Especially when the beads gently entered and exited her anus through the thin membrane, rubbing against the man's desire, it caused the thick penis inside her to tremble slightly within the stretched passage. This gentle rubbing was like scratching an itch, yet it was unstoppable. The accumulating desire made Shui Qing's heart flutter. Her original reserve gradually weakened, replaced by intense desire bit by bit.

"Mmm... um..." she murmured like a kitten, Shui Qing began to twist her body slightly. The slowing pace allowed her desire to accumulate faster, until finally she began to actively beg, "I... um... want..." She swallowed the words halfway through her sentence. She had just sworn that she was not a lewd woman, so why was her once solid fortress being destroyed bit by bit under the man's caresses?

"What does Little Shui'er want? Tell me..." The man's deep, sexy voice seduced Shui Qing's already fading consciousness. To force out her truest desires, he continued to pull on the beads and thrust his hips.

"Mmm... I... I want..." Shui Qing pursed her lips and bit them, not knowing how to utter the shameful words. If she uttered those words, it would mean she had already surrendered to him. Her teachers had repeatedly warned her that no matter what, a woman should not surrender first, otherwise the man would ride on her and use her as a tool for his lust. Every time she met this man, her body would involuntarily submit to him.

"What does Little Shui'er want? Just tell me, and I can make it happen and satisfy you... Or, Little Shui'er is too shy to say it, then let me help you. Do you want my big cock to thrust in hard... And this pink anus has swallowed so many beads, do you also want to be rubbed properly...?" The man's actions, coupled with his deep, hypnotic tone, were like battering rams to Shui Qing's ears, shattering her last bit of resistance.

Her delicate body writhed helplessly, the emptiness in her vagina and anus growing increasingly unsatisfying. Finally, she surrendered, surrendering to the man's repeated crushing of her will, surrendering to his superior sexual skills, surrendering to how easily her wanton body was aroused. In the end, she cried out to the man, "I want your big cock to fuck me hard..."

☆, 51. Sweet, have a taste (limited)

In the dead of night, a time of utter silence, a series of lewd moans echoed from a certain room.

"Ah...no...let me go...um...ah..." Shui Qing gripped the sheets beneath her, sobbing softly.

She had no idea how many days she had been imprisoned here. She only knew that when she woke up, someone would serve her, bathe her, and give her meals. At night, this fifth prince would blindfold her, strip her naked, and take out many unknown sex toys, using them little by little on her body, branding her with his marks.

"Good girl... just like that, I will grant Xiao Shui'er's request and not let you go... oh... shout a little more, Xiao Shui'er's moans are so wanton, they're melting my bones." Two snow-white legs were placed on the man's shoulders, his waist and hips swaying wantonly back and forth, excitedly listening to Shui Qing's words of submission, each heavy thrust producing a wanton moan, her waist swaying with his thrusts, her snow-white breasts rippling with beautiful waves of milk, the moving scene before him never tiring of the sight, making him lose himself in thrusting his waist and hips.

"Ugh...no...ah...don't go in any further...ahh...it's so full...ah..." Shui Qing cried out helplessly. The wetness and stickiness between her legs indicated that her wanton body could no longer escape the man's control. She no longer knew what was happening to her body. No matter what sex toys the man used on her, she could quickly adapt and obtain pleasure, reaching unparalleled orgasms again and again under the man's defilement.

"Relax a little, little Shui'er. I've penetrated you so many times. Whether it's your little hole and your back door, or your not-so-honest little mouth, it's still so tender, so small, so enchanting." The man half-closed his eyes and rode on Shui Qing, letting himself rampage in her tender little hole. On the surface, it seemed that he was subduing her, but he knew that he was the one who was submitting.

"Ah... Prince... Oh... No more... Ah... I'm going to die..." Although Shui Qing knew her body couldn't withstand such intense lovemaking every day, she would involuntarily go limp and let out wanton moans whenever the man touched her, begging him to take her to ecstasy again and again.

"Little Shui'er is so naughty, she should call my name at times like this." The man liked to hear her call his name from her little mouth, especially when she was about to climax, that soft cry was really irresistible to him.

"Hmm... Ah... Oh..." Shui Qing kept shaking her head, but the man seemed very dissatisfied with her reaction. He pulled out his thick penis that had been inserted into her vagina, turned her over and made her kneel on the bed. He casually picked up a hard, cold sex toy covered in fluid from the side and ruthlessly inserted it into her vagina. With his other hand, he guided his penis to her anus and thrust it in forcefully.

"Little Shui'er, hurry up and call... I want to hear the little mouth above calling my name while the two little mouths below reach orgasm." The man felt the pleasure of being squeezed as soon as he penetrated her, and he made a low, panting request while thrusting his hips.

Her little anus, which had been developed over the past few days, was very suitable for the man to penetrate at any time. It smoothly swallowed the man's thick penis without any resistance, and her lewd hips began to sway the moment the man penetrated her.

In the end, Shui Qing couldn't resist the man's continuous teasing. She twisted her body in a daze, panting and calling out his name, "Chun... ah... Chun... no... it's so full... ah ah..."

Helian Chun bent down and leaned against her back, his hands grasping her two full breasts that were swaying so much they were about to drip milk, kneading them wantonly. He bit her round earlobe and whispered, "Little Shui'er is lying again. How could you not want it? Your little mouth is so tight, I almost can't move. Your little hole has swallowed the jade dildo so much. I'm afraid you're not lewd enough to enjoy."

"No... no... ah... I didn't... um ah... this is too much... ah... Chun... ah!" Shui Qing screamed one last time because the man pushed the jade dildo that was inserted into her little hole into her little hole again, almost piercing through the cervix and penetrating deep into the uterus.

The jade dildo was shaped like a man's penis, but the round head at the tip was made much larger. So when Helian Chun pushed the jade dildo inside, her small uterus swallowed the huge jade dildo, and her originally flat abdomen bulged out as if she were pregnant.

"Oh... relax... I didn't expect that the front hole was almost clamping me down, and the back hole is not much better..." Helian Chun gasped and roared. In the past few days, he had tried his best to use sex toys to loosen her vagina, but the more he used it, the tighter and more sensitive it became. Now, as soon as he inserted it, he had an urge to ejaculate. He didn't know whether to be glad that her body had become more sensitive because of his training, or to lament that he was becoming less and less able to resist such a beautiful and tender hole.

"Ah... Chun... Ah... No... It's so swollen... Hmm... It hurts... Ah... Ah... I, I... Ah... I'm, I'm here... Haa... Haa..." Although she kept saying no, her body involuntarily sucked on the man tightly, and her little mouth kept uttering words that even she herself felt ashamed of. The excessive pleasure caused Shui Qing's whole body to spasm, and her upper body lay weakly on the bed. Her little hole leaked a lot of honey-like fluid, all of which was blocked by the huge jade dildo. Her already slightly protruding lower abdomen bulged even higher.

"Ah..." Helian Chun let out a low roar. His little hole in front had swelled to its limit, which also squeezed the position of his little anus in the back. When Shui Qing reached orgasm, both of her little holes in the lower body contracted forcefully. The pleasurable sensation made him forcefully thrust into the depths of her intestines, spraying out a large amount of hot white fluid, filling her body.

Helian Chun quickly regained his strength, gently withdrawing his semi-erect, large penis and the jade dildo inserted into her vagina. His gaze was deep as he looked at the two gaping holes below, a stream of white fluid slowly flowing from her anus, followed by copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Both streams flowed down her snow-white thighs onto the bed. Looking at this lewd scene, Helian Chun couldn't resist dipping his finger in the fluid, putting it in his mouth and tasting it. He said, "Little Shui'er's nectar is so sweet."

He turned Shui Qing over, making her lie on her back on the bed, and put his finger to her lips, saying, "Little Shui'er, try it too, it's really sweet."
Author's Note:

☆, 52. Rescue

"No… um…" Shui Qing didn't want to taste her own flavor at all. She had just opened her mouth to refuse when the man's finger quickly slipped into her, leaving her no time to refuse.
"Little Shui'er's is sweet, isn't it!" Helian Chun asked excitedly. After each lovemaking session, he liked to mix their bodily fluids together and then take turns tasting them.
"Mmm..." Not at all! Shui Qing wanted to say that, but her mouth was full of his fingers and their bodily fluids. No matter which way she turned her head, the man could steadily put his fingers in her mouth.
"Prince..." Suddenly, the old butler's voice came from outside. In order to prevent the news of Shui Qing's presence in the palace from leaking out these days, he had been serving her personally, without relying on anyone else. But this had been tough on him, a widower who had lost his wife for many years. Every day, hearing such seductive moans and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh made him want to find a companion again.
"What is it?" Helian Chun's tone was full of dissatisfaction. These days, he had been told not to come near or disturb her unless necessary. Why was he so inconsiderate to come here now that he was in the middle of something?
The old steward wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, inwardly groaning. He hadn't wanted to come if there was nothing wrong with it! "The King of the South Sea is hosting a banquet today to entertain the prince. You cannot refuse."
"Tsk! I know. First, prepare two buckets of hot water for me, and then call a maid to serve me." Helian Chun scoffed in dissatisfaction. Seeing Shui Qing's limp and beautiful appearance, although he didn't seem to be fully satisfied, he knew that these past few days had taken a toll on her body, and she wouldn't be able to take it any longer.
After Helian Chun finished giving his instructions, the old steward hurriedly went to prepare the necessary items. His large hands roamed tenderly over her fair skin, and he was delighted to hear her moan like a cat and her slight trembling. "Little Shui'er, that's enough for today. You should rest well."
Shui Qing was overjoyed. It was rare to end this pleasurable yet painful lovemaking early for one day. However, when she realized Helian Chun's next move, her lips couldn't help but pout.
"However, you'd better eat here properly and don't take it out." Helian Chun picked up another sex toy that had been thrown aside and gently inserted it into her vagina, which was now dry of vaginal fluid. He smiled as he looked at Shui Qing's pitiful and frustrated appearance, and gave her round breasts a hard squeeze with his large hand. "Little Shui'er, you don't really think I'm so kind as to let you off so easily, do you? Tomorrow I'll calculate the interest properly and make up for today's share."
"You..." Shui Qing was so angry that she couldn't speak. She had originally thought that this man still had some kindness, but she didn't expect that he was only letting her off temporarily for the sake of his future desires.
Helian Chun looked at her disgruntled face with doting eyes, put on his mask, removed the blindfold from her eyes, then reached into the bedside cabinet, took out a bottle, and placed it in her hand, saying, "Remember to apply this medicine on your face later; it will make you feel better." With that, he casually threw on the clothes tossed aside, and strode out of the room without looking back, afraid that he might be drawn back to her and be unable to leave smoothly.
Shui Qing held the warm medicine bottle in her hand, watching Helian Chun's departing figure. Her vision was still blurry from the light, yet she felt a sense of familiarity with Helian Chun, but couldn't recall ever having seen him before.
Shui Qing sighed softly, picking up the thin gauze that the man had tossed aside. She had insisted on having this garment brought to her only after much persuasion, and when she saw it, her face flushed and paled in turns. The garment was almost identical to the one she wore on her first night as the courtesan queen—so thin it offered virtually no coverage. What she found even more unacceptable was that she hadn't even been given a bra; she was forced to wear it directly.
Now, every time Helian Chun saw her in clothing, he became aroused, and his actions escalated. Each time, he tore at the gauze, the fabric thinning and the holes growing larger until she was essentially wearing a tattered rag.
But compared to being completely naked, having something on her body, while not serving any practical purpose, offered a small psychological compensation, allowing her to convince herself that she was now fully clothed, not a constantly naked, wanton woman.
As Shui Qing pondered, she slowly rose, letting out a sharp cry of pain. Looking at the bruises that had barely faded on her body, now covered in new marks, she was practically battered and bruised. As she sat up, the sex toy inserted into her vagina went in even deeper, the tingling pleasure causing her to let out another soft moan.
In the silence of the room, Shui Qing clearly heard her own voice, her cheeks burning. She had never known she could be so wanton. In just a few days, her body had been possessed by two men. She had thought she would lose all hope, but instead, her body had become increasingly sensitive, and she could even fulfill He Lian Chun's unreasonable demands, enjoying unprecedented pleasure.
"Miss, I've come to serve you during your bath," a childish voice called from outside, interrupting Shui Qing's chaotic thoughts.
Bathing… her body was no longer clean. No matter how much she washed, she couldn't escape Helian Chun's actions. Washing more wouldn't cleanse her; it would only make her feel increasingly filthy.
Just as Shui Qing was about to respond, a familiar male voice suddenly came from the side, "Shui'er?"
Shui Qing was startled. Of course, she recognized who the voice belonged to. She quickly turned her head to look at the source of the voice. Upon seeing the person, she quickly covered her mouth to stifle a scream, her watery eyes wide as she stared at him, afraid he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Shui'er? It's Brother Mu who's come to save you. You've suffered these past few days." Mu Yi strode to Shui Qing's side and embraced her delicate body tightly.
Tears welled in Shui Qing's eyes. Suppressing her excitement, she timidly asked, "Brother Mu...is it really you? Is it really you?"
"It's me," Mu Yi answered firmly, hugging her tightly. He knew she had been worried and scared these past few days, so she couldn't believe his presence and asked twice.
"Brother Mu...Waaah...Brother Mu..." Shui Qing hugged Mu Yi back tightly, her little face nestled in his arms, unable to hold back her sobs.

☆, 53. Escape

"Miss? Is there anyone else inside?" A suspicious voice came from outside the door. Only then did Shui Qing realize that she had forgotten someone was waiting for her outside. She paused for a moment, then quickly shouted, "No! How could there be anyone else! You go down first, I'll be there in a bit. You don't need to serve me."

"Yes," the little girl outside replied softly and left.

Hearing the people outside leave, Shui Qing nudged Mu Yi, saying, "Brother Mu, leave quickly! The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it will be."

"I'll take you with me." Mu Yi was about to pick up Shui Qing, but she stopped him. He looked at her suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shui Qing, tears welling in her eyes, whispered, "Brother Mu, this is the residence of the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan Kingdom. It's easy for you to come in alone, but with me, it's easy to be discovered. I don't want you to take that risk."

"Silly girl, don't underestimate your Brother Mu! If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have come alone." Mu Yi gently tapped Shui Qing's forehead, saying with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, "You've known me for so long, do you think I'm the kind of person who would do something without certainty?"

"Ouch...it hurts." Shui Qing covered her forehead with her small hands, pouting her red lips, and snuggled against him, saying, "But I still don't want Brother Mu to take that risk, what if..."

"Shui'er, there's no such thing as 'what if.' Hold me tight. If you get scared later, just rest your head in my arms, okay?" Seeing Shui Qing nod, Mu Yi reached one hand under her knees and the other around her slender waist, easily lifting her up.

"Mmm..." Shui Qing let out a groan, which made Mu Yi feel a surge of heat. He noticed that Shui Qing seemed both sad and happy, and was about to ask her some questions, but then he noticed that it was getting late. If they didn't leave soon, they might not be able to leave later.

Shui Qing seemed to be alright now, so he decided to take her away first and think things through later. After all, this palace wasn't a place to stay for long. He still had many questions about the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan, and these unanswered questions prevented him from taking any action against him.

Mu Yi, carrying Shui Qing, leaped out of the window they had entered through. With a swift movement, he soared through the air, leaping from one foot to another, his movements as light and agile as a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly leaving the Fifth Prince's residence far behind. However, Mu Yi didn't return to their lodgings. Instead, he ventured into the forest outside the city, continuing to venture deeper and deeper into the woods.

Shui Qing, clinging tightly to Mu Yi's warm embrace, didn't notice his strange behavior. When she finally looked up and saw the forest before her, she asked him suspiciously, "Brother Mu, how did we get here?" "

Shui'er, keep your voice down! There are people behind us," Mu Yi whispered in Shui Qing's ear, his legs continuing their relentless march into the depths of the forest.

"What!" Shui Qing exclaimed, immediately covering her mouth with her hand, her large, watery eyes scanning the surroundings, but she couldn't see anything.

"There aren't many of them, but they're all elites. Shui'er, don't waste your energy searching for them." Mu Yi happened to see a huge tree towering into the sky. He quickly tiptoed upwards, found a branch that could support the weight of the two of them, and had plenty of leaves to cover them. After settling them in, he whispered in Shui Qing's ear, "If you don't want the Fifth Prince to find you, Shui'er, don't make a sound."

Mu Yi hadn't expected that the Fifth Prince had a backup plan. He had actually planted shadow guards around Shui Qing. When he left with Shui Qing, the shadow guards followed them closely while informing their master. He originally thought he could easily shake off the shadow guards' pursuit, but he didn't expect the shadow guards of Beiyuan to be even more powerful than he had imagined, forcing him to change his route at the last minute.

Upon hearing the words "Fifth Prince," Shui Qing nodded quickly and covered her mouth. Once she was comfortably seated on Mu Yi's lap, she looked around curiously. But as soon as she saw the tree, she regretted it. Although she wasn't afraid of heights, looking down still sent shivers down her spine. This tree was just too tall!

Although Shui Qing thought to herself, she knew that the denser and taller the tree, the better it would block others from seeing her. But even with Mu Yi's brother finding someone a bit troublesome, could they really evade him so easily?

Just as Shui Qing was thinking this, she heard Helian Chun's loud, angry roar coming from under the tree. "Find them quickly! Chase them here! They don't just disappear for no reason!"

"Yes!" Several shadow guards replied crisply and forcefully, then scattered to search for the person their master was looking for.

Helian Chun stood under the tree, waiting for the shadow guards' reply.

Shui Qing stared blankly at the man below. She had initially thought him a calm and arrogant person, but why did he now seem so inexplicably downcast and lost? It was as if he had lost the most important thing in his life and become distraught.

A quarter of an hour later, the shadow guards who had gone to scout the area returned one by one, reporting that there was no sign of human habitation in the forest. Although they suspected their scouting and tracking abilities had deteriorated, most of them still believed that the person their master was looking for had been kidnapped by someone more capable than themselves and could not be found. Although they were unwilling to admit their abilities had declined, they couldn't say anything unlucky to their master's beloved, so they all kept their mouths shut tighter than clam shells.

Helian Chun clenched his fists tightly. Although he had tracked them here, they had still managed to escape, showing that they had come prepared. He hadn't expected that even after seeing them, they would disappear into the woods with just a glance.

"Search other places!" Helian Chun ordered, unwilling to give up. He was determined to find Shui Qing today. He couldn't imagine what the world would be like without her.

Upon receiving the order, the guards scattered in all directions. After watching them leave, Helian Chun took several deep breaths, then slammed his clenched fists into the tree where Shui Qing and the others were, growling, "Little Shui'er, where have you been taken?"

Just as Helian Chun struck the tree, Mu Yi was on guard. He covered Shui Qing's mouth with one hand and gripped a branch with the other. The force of the blow shook the tree, causing a large number of leaves to fall, and the two of them lost most of their cover.

Whether it was divine intervention or Helian Chun's confused mind, he failed to notice the person he was searching for in the tree. Ignoring the wounds on his hands, he randomly chose a spot and continued searching for Shui Qing.

05-26

☆、54. In the Tree (Limited)

"Chun..." Shui Qing saw Helian Chun's departing figure and unconsciously called out his name softly.

Upon hearing this, Helian Chun, who was about to leave, quickly turned back, returned to the tree, looked around, and shouted loudly, "Little Shui'er, is that you? Come out quickly! Don't hide anymore! Come out quickly and

come home with me!" Mu Yi originally thought they had left, but unexpectedly heard Shui Qing calling another man's name. He quickly covered her mouth, but Helian Chun heard the faint sound and turned back, returning to their hiding place to search again.

Mu Yi, of course, noticed Helian Chun's dejected expression and heard his heartfelt cry. When he called out to go home together, Shui Qing visibly flinched. This feeling ignited a fire within Mu Yi, but since Helian Chun hadn't yet moved to a safe distance, he could only silently hold the woman tightly before him, waiting for him to give up.

Helian Chun, unwilling to give up, lingered under the tree for another quarter of an hour. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he was about to look up when a small animal suddenly emerged from the bushes and growled at him. This sound dashed Helian Chun's hopes. He looked at the animal forlornly, his mind in turmoil, mistaking the growl for Shui Qing calling his name.

After glancing at the animal, Helian Chun left their spot with heavy steps. This time, Mu Yi didn't release Shui Qing's mouth. Only after the pursuers were out of sight did he grab her chin, suppressing his anger, and said, "Do you know you almost got discovered?"

"Brother Mu, I'm sorry." Shui Qing innocently lowered her head, apologizing for Mu Yi's anger. She didn't know why, but seeing Helian Chun's lonely figure leave, she unconsciously called out his name.

"You… never mind." Seeing Shui Qing like this, Mu Yi didn't know where to vent his anger. Seeing the sky beginning to darken and Helian Chun and the others leaving, they should also leave this ominous place.

Shui Qing finally relaxed, but unexpectedly, Mu Yi suddenly tried to pick her up, accidentally touching the jade dildo inserted in her vagina, causing her to involuntarily let out a soft moan.

Hearing Shui Qing's seductive moans, Mu Yi realized something was wrong. His arm brushed against her buttocks, and he felt a hard object. He quickly pulled away, noticing her clothes and the various marks on her once-white skin. His eyes darkened.

These weren't what bothered Mu Yi, because he knew a man who would take a courtesan away must be determined to possess her. However, he never imagined seeing a sex toy between Shui Qing's legs. The Fifth Prince of Beiyuan had treated the woman he cared for so tenderly as if she were a lowly prostitute. His eyes narrowed, and his large hand grasped between her legs. He asked in a low voice, "Was this made by Helian Chun?"

"Ah... Brother Mu, no... um..." Shui Qing's small hands gripped Mu Yi's wrist. She hadn't expected that after he grasped it, he would gently pull and thrust it. Her sensitive body had already reached its limit and could no longer withstand any stimulation. Being teased like this by a man should have made her feel ashamed and guilty, but she couldn't help but get wet.

"No? This sex toy is all wet from you. This little mouth is moaning so seductively, and your waist is twisting so wantonly. You're still stubbornly saying no?" Mu Yi retorted through gritted teeth. Shui Qing, this wanton woman, had been played with to this extent by a man. She got wet with just a little teasing. The sex toy in his hand was sticky and wet from the fluid secreted by her vagina.

Shui Qing's wanton reaction ignited a fire in his lower abdomen, and his massive member swelled unbearably. Hearing her seductive moans only fueled his dissatisfaction, but he didn't stop. Instead, he thrust even harder with the sex toy. He never imagined that a man he'd only known for a few days could have trained her to become so wanton with just a lifeless object.

"Ah... Brother Mu... um... Shui'er isn't... ah..." Shui Qing rested her head on his shoulder, her hands resisting his movements while her small mouth emitted low moans. Her alluring and seductive posture made Mu Yi's eyes burn with desire. He could no longer restrain himself. He had initially thought Shui Qing would protect him, remaining unmoved even as her body was violated by a man. But things had turned out differently; Shui Qing had become even more alluring, more seductive, and more captivating.

"Does Shui'er know who's holding you right now?" Although Mu Yi heard her call his name, he didn't know why he thought she was calling other men in the same voice. A strange sour feeling welled up inside him, and his tone became angry and indignant. He really didn't want to hear another man's name from her again.

"Mmm... Brother Mu... Ah... It's Brother Mu... Ah ah..." Shui Qing couldn't help but cry out to Mu Yi, her whole body trembling as she leaned weakly against him. The bumps on the sex toy rubbed against her sensitive flesh, causing her vagina to release a large amount of honey-like fluid, making their lower bodies, which were pressed together, extremely wet.

"Shui'er is so good..." Mu Yi couldn't help but kiss the small mouth that uttered those seductive words. One of his large hands cupped one of her full breasts and gently kneaded it, while he grasped the sex toy and slowly thrust it in and out of her vagina at different angles.

I never expected her lips to be so sweet. Once I kissed her, I didn't want to leave. Coupled with her wanton body and charming posture, it's no wonder that the First Prince lingered in Shui Qing's room for three days without coming out.

Mu Yi kissed Shui Qing until she was almost breathless before reluctantly releasing her lips. He then heard Shui Qing cry out again, "Ah... Brother Mu, don't do this... um... Shui'er can't... ah... take it... ah..." The large, hard penis had already stretched the folds of her vaginal opening, and the protruding hard lump rubbed against her tender flesh, stimulating Shui Qing to spasm. Her vagina contracted forcefully, as if trying to suck the penis in, yet also desperately wanting to expel it.

"How could Shui'er not be able to take it? Since she can take this, and has been with the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan for so long, her body is covered in all sorts of marks from lovemaking, there's absolutely no way she can't take it." Mu Yi had lost his composure; now, all he could think about was erasing the marks of other men on Shui Qing's body.
Author's Note:

☆, 55. Under the Tree (Limited)

"No... Ah... Brother Mu... Shui'er really can't take it anymore... Ahhh..." Before Shui Qing could finish speaking, she trembled violently and reached orgasm. A stream of warm, lustful fluid gushed from her vagina, directly washing over the dildo thrusting inside her. However, the dildo completely blocked the only external passage of her vagina, preventing the large amount of fluid from draining out. Her flat abdomen swelled up like that of a pregnant woman.

The immense force of the gushing fluid pushed the dildo out of her vagina little by little. Mu Yi's burning gaze remained fixed on this strange change. Once the dildo was completely pushed out of her vagina, a large amount of lustful fluid flowed out, soaking the fabric between his legs. The slightly sticky fluid made it much easier for his enormous heat to rub against the fabric.

In particular, Shui Qing straddled his thighs, her body twisting and rubbing against him, her alluring figure and seductive moans igniting a burning desire within him. Mu Yi lifted her buttocks with one hand, tearing off all the fabric covering her body, and with the other, ripped open his own underwear, pulling out his enormous member. He aimed his swollen, fiery erection at her wet opening, and with a swift movement, his large penis slammed into her tender opening.

"Ah..." A seductive moan escaped Shui Qing's lips.

"Oh..." The tight opening squeezed his thick penis, the pleasurable sensation causing Mu Yi to let out a low growl. He hadn't expected that even after her opening had been filled with a sex toy for so long, it would still feel so intoxicating and sweet once he entered. Unable to resist his desire, he thrust his hips upwards, beginning an ancient rhythm within her moist, tight opening.

"Ah... Brother Mu's is so thick... um... so big... ah ah... Shui'er is so swollen... ah... ah..." Shui Qing straddled the man's legs, her slender feet hanging halfway off the branches, swaying beautifully with each thrust of the man.

"Shui'er's little hole is so amazing! Even after being penetrated for so long, it's still as small and tight as a virgin's, sucking Brother Mu so hard he almost couldn't hold on." Mu Yi squeezed and kneaded her full breasts while thrusting wildly into her little hole.

"Ah... Brother Mu, be gentle... ah ah... Shui'er is about to fly out... um... ah..." Shui Qing wrapped her small hands around the man's neck, although it seemed futile, at least she had something to hold onto before her body was thrown away.

"Gently? Shui'er's tender little hole doesn't say that. Every time it squeezes, I almost can't move. How could I let it fly out? Brother Mu wants Shui'er to relax a little more, otherwise Brother Mu won't be able to make Shui'er feel comfortable before it's squeezed to pieces by her little hole." Mu Yi said lewd words in Shui Qing's ear, stimulating her sensitive little hole to flow out more fluid. The squelching sounds of flesh slapping against flesh were loud and clear in the quiet forest.

Although each of the man's thrusts almost made Shui Qing fly out, fortunately, the gripping force of her little hole was also strong. Compared to that, it was just right for them to enjoy the pleasure brought by the friction of flesh without expending too much effort.

"Ugh... I hate it... Ah... Brother Mu, don't say that... Ah... Shui'er won't break Brother Mu... Hmm... Shui'er will be ruined by Brother Mu's big cock... Ah... Ah... Shui'er is so full... Ah... Ah... Hmm... Brother Mu is so amazing... Shui'er can't take it anymore... Ah..." Shui Qing knew perfectly well that her little hole could never break a man's thick, hard penis. On the contrary, she should be grateful that the man's thick, strong penis hadn't broken her little hole.

"Shui'er, do you think Brother Mu is more comfortable? Or are the other two men better?" Although Mu Yi was very happy to hear Shui Qing praise him like this, there was always a strange emotion in his heart that made him unconsciously want to compare with the other two men.

"Hmm... Brother Mu... Ah... Brother Mu is the best... Ah... Ah..." Shui Qing twisted her body wantonly. Although she was already in the throes of lust, she also knew that if she really called out the names of other men at this time, it would be asking for trouble. Otherwise, as long as the man was inside her and gave her the greatest comfort, that was the best!

"Is that so?" A male voice filled with immense anger came from beneath the tree where the two were making love.

"Ah..." Upon hearing a male voice that wasn't Mu Yi's, Shui Qing assumed it was Helian Chun and turned back to the tree. Startled, her entire body tensed, and she trembled violently as she reached orgasm.

"Oh..." Mu Yi hadn't anticipated Shui Qing's sudden contraction. Her vaginal canal gripped his thrusting penis tightly, and before he knew it, he ejaculated a large amount of hot male semen into her flower. After

ejaculating the last drop of his essence, Mu Yi embraced Shui Qing's body and gracefully descended from the tree to the ground. When he heard the male voice, he knew it wasn't Helian Chun, but another man who had been searching for Shui Qing with him for many days—Sima Yuan.

"I thank the Crown Prince for his concern for Shui Qing." Mu Yi's penis remained deeply embedded within Shui Qing's body. He was completely unfazed by Sima Yuan's fierce gaze, his tone calm and casual, as if discussing something as natural and leisurely as a casual conversation.

"Your Highness is too kind. I apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality, having traveled all the way from Xiye to the South Sea." Sima Yuan glared resentfully at Mu Yi, who was tightly embracing his beloved. He was particularly struck by the sight of their joined bodies, dripping with the unique fluids of lovemaking. A fire burned fiercely within him, but he couldn't afford to be impolite. After all, the other party was no small figure, and a careless move could ignite a conflict between their nations—something he certainly didn't want.

From the moment he learned of Shui Qing's disappearance from the room, he had dispatched numerous men to search for her. During the search, he inadvertently discovered that this second prince of Xiye was the mastermind behind Wan Yan Lou, and Shui Qing was his most prized pawn.

Sima Yuan, a royal scion well-versed in political maneuvering, was perfectly capable of discerning the hidden meaning behind Mu Yi's schemes. However, he too was hopelessly ensnared in Shui Qing's allure. It wasn't just his infatuation with Shui Qing's body; it was the fact that she seemed to harbor a secret deep within her heart, occasionally revealing a dreamy expression, which ignited his desire to actively explore this mystery. It seemed that uncovering this hidden side of Shui Qing would truly win her heart.
Author's Note:

☆, 56. Entering the Royal Palace

Shui Qing was feeling drowsy at this point. After all, she had been tormented for several days, had just experienced an escape, and then a passionate encounter. Even if she were made of iron, she wouldn't have the strength to continue. Having just reached her climax, her physical strength was at its limit. She

had just heard a man's voice, and although she wasn't sure who it was, hearing Brother Mu's words and the other man's response, she couldn't pretend to be oblivious. One was the man she loved, and the other was someone she needed to use; both had relationships with her. She had never imagined that these two men would meet under these circumstances.

In this situation, she had no idea whether it was like being caught cheating or being spied on. In any case, being completely naked with Brother Mu's penis still inside her, she felt ashamed to death. She could only hug Mu Yi tightly, trying her best to stay in his arms and act like a coward.

Sima Yuan didn't see Shui Qing's blushing face; he only saw Mu Yi reluctant to let go of her, and her affectionately letting him hold her, her hands clenched into fists behind her back. He slowly took a step forward, coming to him, and stretched out his hands as if to take Shui Qing back. "Prince Mu, please hand over Miss Shui Qing to me."

Mu Yi raised an eyebrow, looking at Sima Yuan's outstretched hands, and said nonchalantly, "No need to trouble the First Prince. Shui'er has been tormented for several days, and she just finally fell asleep. I don't think it's appropriate to wake her." Of course, he knew that Shui Qing wasn't really asleep; his purpose in saying this was simply to prevent other men from touching her.

Mu Yi cupped Shui Qing's breasts in one hand and took out the strip of cloth tied around his waist with the other. With a gentle wave, the cloth transformed into a cloak, softly covering Shui Qing's body, concealing all their exposed skin.

Just as Mu Yi finished wrapping the two bodies, the guards who had been exploring nearby began to approach them one by one, forming an orderly line.

"Your Highness! Your subordinate has failed in his duty; please forgive me." A soldier, presumably the commander, stepped forward and knelt respectfully.

Sima Yuan merely glanced at them and ordered, "You may all withdraw."

"Yes." The commander quickly directed the guards to retreat a mile away, circling around them to create a more private space for the three of them, one that would prevent others from hearing them.

"Prince Mu, please hand Shui Qing over to me." Sima Yuan emphasized again. Hearing Mu Yi affectionately call Shui Qing "Shui'er" had nearly extinguished his reason with jealousy. If it weren't for the guards approaching him, and the need to maintain his dignity as a prince by not forcibly taking a woman, he would have already snatched her away.

"Your Highness, as I said, Shui'er finally fell asleep. Does Your Highness have no compassion for a woman?" Mu Yi coldly stared at the First Prince.

"Prince Mu, please don't force me." Sima Yuan issued a final ultimatum. If Mu Yi truly refused to release her this time, he wouldn't hesitate to take her away.

"Brother Mu, for the sake of the bigger picture, please release Shui'er." Shui Qing whispered in Mu Yi's ear. She clearly knew that the two men were on the verge of a fight, and if she didn't say something soon, she feared they would come to blows.

Mu Yi's gaze sharpened upon hearing Shui Qing's words. He shouldn't have spoken so rudely to such an important figure in his plan, but after his intimate relationship with Shui Qing, he could no longer calmly deal with the future crown prince of the South Sea Kingdom.

Fortunately, Shui Qing had timely reminded him that his grand plan, meticulously crafted over several years, had almost been ruined by his own love affair. Releasing her now was only temporary and didn't mean he would truly let go in the future. Thinking of this, Mu Yi gently helped Shui Qing to her feet, and using the cloak as cover, he tidied their appearance before reluctantly releasing her. Looking at Sima Yuan, he said, "Your Highness, my affection for Shui'er is no less than yours. If I offended you earlier, please forgive me."

Shui Qing, holding the cloak still warm from Mu Yi, slowly walked to Sima Yuan's side, raised her rosy face, and gave a slight curtsy, saying, "Because of me, Your Highness has worried. I apologize to Your Highness."

Sima Yuan first glared resentfully at Mu Yi, then seeing Shui Qing's apologetic expression, he quickly reached out to help her up, saying, "Xiao Qing, I told you not to call yourself a slave. These past few days have been frightening for you; it's all my fault for not rescuing you sooner. Xiao Qing won't blame me, will she?"

"This servant..." Shui Qing saw Sima Yuan frown and knew he didn't like hearing this, so she quickly changed her self-reference, saying, "Shui Qing doesn't blame the Crown Prince, only herself for her own fault, causing the Crown Prince to go to such lengths for me. Besides, Shui Qing's body is no longer clean, and she can no longer serve the Crown Prince."

"It's too formal to say such things between us. As long as Xiao Qing is safe and sound, in my eyes, you are still the same as before." Sima Yuan didn't like Shui Qing speaking in such a distant tone. More importantly, his love for her wouldn't change because of this.

"Crown Prince..." Shui Qing was somewhat moved. She knew that men in the South Sea Kingdom valued a woman's chastity highly, and during the days she was kidnapped, few would believe she hadn't been defiled. Moreover, Sima Yuan had just witnessed her lovemaking with Brother Mu, and there was no way she could deny it.

"Xiao Qing, come back to the Imperial Palace with me." Sima Yuan took Shui Qing's small hand and said gently, "This time, I will protect you. The same thing will not happen again. I will send someone to inform Granny Li of Wan Yan Lou." He raised his eyes to look at Mu Yi and said in a higher voice, "I wonder if Prince Mu has any objections?"

"I will follow the First Prince's arrangements." Mu Yi felt a mix of emotions upon hearing Sima Yuan's words. On one hand, he was happy that Shui Qing had successfully entered the First Prince's side, but on the other hand, he was watching her gradually drift away from him. After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes, made up his mind, and knew clearly which was more important: the great cause and the country or Shui Qing.

"Mm." Shui Qing lowered her head and responded obediently. But a different voice appeared in her heart. One voice praised her for successfully winning Sima Yuan's heart and entering the Imperial Palace, and was certain to become the First Prince's concubine. Another voice complained about Mu Yi. Once she entered the royal palace, the distance between her and her brother Mu would inevitably grow further, and he so easily pushed her away. Did she not hold even a shred of importance in his heart?
Author's Note:

☆, 57. The Wedding (Part 1) In

the capital of the South Sea Kingdom, the First Prince's residence

was adorned with bright red lanterns. Everyone inside wore smiles, for this was the First Prince's first marriage. Although he was only marrying a courtesan as a concubine, the ceremony and scale were almost equivalent to that of an imperial consort, demonstrating the First Prince's affection for this woman.

A grand and imposing wedding procession departed from the First Prince's detached residence and arrived at the Prince's residence. When the bridal sedan chair stopped at the gate, a large crowd gathered to witness this rare spectacle. After all, it was the future king's first marriage, and with such pomp and circumstance as a principal consort; it was impossible to ignore.

Since she was a concubine, not the principal wife, Shui Qing stepped down from the bridal sedan chair wearing only a bright red wedding dress and without a red veil. Gasps of astonishment filled the air. Her already stunning beauty was amplified by the wedding, and her figure, enhanced by the man's touch, became even more graceful and alluring with every movement.

However, from somewhere, hushed whispers began to circulate, discussing this wedding that had garnered national attention.

"I heard that this courtesan was kidnapped recently, so her body must be impure."

"Our Crown Prince is magnanimous and forgiving; otherwise, how could such a woman enter the Prince's residence?"

"But I heard that this courtesan won the Crown Prince's favor by resisting humiliation, which is why he made an exception and welcomed her with the same ceremony as a principal wife."

"Oh dear! You don't understand! The Crown Prince was actually bewitched by a demon. Think about it, a courtesan's status is insignificant. It's said that the Crown Prince clashed with the King because of her." "

How could that be? The King values this prince highly, practically granting his every request." "

That's why they say this woman is a demon! Bewitching our Crown Prince of the South Sea Kingdom, preparing to destroy our country!"

"Destroy the country? Could the rumors be true?"

"Is it the prophecy of the founding of the kingdom?"

"Haha! Stop joking! If this courtesan is really the legendary woman who will destroy a nation, then weren't all the women who came out of the Wan Yan Lou before also women?"

"Haha! Our South China Sea is rich and powerful, and other countries are no match for us. How could a mere woman possibly bring about the destruction of the South China Sea? It's obviously a ridiculous idea."

"You can't say that! The Holy Maiden's prophecies have never been wrong, so this prophecy of the Daughter of Destruction is absolutely true!"

"Don't talk nonsense! The prophecy of the Daughter of Destruction is just a rumor. Nobody knows the truth of the prophecy, and nobody knows where it came from. It's possible that another country wanted to destroy our South China Sea, so they released a false prophecy."

Shui Qing sat in the bridal sedan chair, listening to the conversation around her. She seemed to understand that her situation was indeed difficult for Sima Yuan. Although Sima Yuan didn't care that her body had been possessed by other men, there are always many people and many rumors. What happened that day would still be spread.

Moreover, the eldest prince was the future king. His wife, concubines, and other relatives would be part of his future power struggles. The current king certainly couldn't be unaware of this, and he couldn't possibly not investigate her background. However, she didn't know the details, but she knew that her background had a certain influence on Sima Yuan's future succession to the throne.

As for the prophecy of the daughter who would bring about the downfall of a kingdom, she treated it as just a story, something to be forgotten after hearing it. Her purpose in entering the prince's residence was to help the eldest prince become the king of the South Sea Kingdom as soon as possible, and to use the power of the South Sea Kingdom to help her brother Mu ascend the throne of the West Night Kingdom

. As for the gossip of others, she would just treat it as a passing breeze. "Heaven and earth unite, a perfect pair; husband and wife in harmony, eternal wealth and honor!" the matchmaker shouted loudly, interrupting Shui Qing's thoughts.

She then heard the matchmaker continue, "Today, the sedan chair doors open on both sides, gold and silver treasures flow in continuously; the bride and groom enter the room, and will have children and grandchildren who become scholars."

A pair of large hands opened the sedan chair door, reaching inside to take her small hand. Shui Qing shyly raised her head slightly and saw the exceptionally handsome Sima Yuan smiling at her, his eyes filled with joy, which made her lower her head again in embarrassment.

"Xiao Qing, on this auspicious day, let's ignore the rumors." Sima Yuan had overheard the conversation, but he didn't believe Shui Qing was the prophesied woman destined to destroy a kingdom. This prophecy was an unspeakable secret within the royal family, and he knew it too. However, after all these years, he hadn't heard of any woman causing any disruption to the nation's foundation. How could a weak woman like Shui Qing, powerless to even kill a chicken, possibly bring down a country?

"Mm." Shui Qing nodded. She had no interest in these rumors. She only knew that after entering the prince's residence, her next step was to fulfill the task her brother Mu had given her: to make the eldest prince even more infatuated with her.

Because it wasn't a wedding for a principal wife, the king and queen didn't attend; the Ministry of Rites in the palace handled everything.

The wedding proceeded smoothly. The bride was first led to the bridal chamber, while Sima Yuan received congratulations outside. Fortunately, he had a group of good brothers who helped him fend off most of the congratulatory drinks, preventing him from getting too drunk and missing his wedding night.

Sima Yuan finally managed to escape and entered the bridal chamber. He saw Shui Qing sitting gracefully on the bed, her snow-white skin and bright red wedding dress complementing each other perfectly. She was adorned with makeup that made her radiant and beautiful, a stark contrast to her natural, unadorned beauty. Both versions of Shui Qing were his favorites.

The matchmakers and wedding attendants waiting in the bridal chamber were all beaming with joy. After all, the deeper the groom's love for the bride, the greater their rewards would be. The First Prince, in particular, was known for his approachability and generosity towards his servants; this time, the rewards would undoubtedly be far more generous than those for other newlyweds.

Under the guidance of the matchmakers and wedding attendants, the couple completed all the necessary steps. Sima Yuan quickly waved for them to leave and instructed the waiting servants outside to treat the matchmakers, who had worked hard all day, with utmost hospitality and to treat them with respect.

"Xiao Qing, there are rules to follow when entering the royal family. You've worked hard these past few days, and now you finally belong to me alone." Sima Yuan excitedly sat down beside Shui Qing, took her delicate hand, and quickly recounted the pain of missing her these past few days.

Royal weddings usually take almost a year to prepare, and Sima Yuan, in order to welcome Shui Qing back as soon as possible, forced the Ministry of Rites to shorten the preparation time as much as possible, but it still took more than half a year before he finally got his wish.
Author's Note:

☆, 58. The Wedding (Part 2)

"Shui Qing, it wasn't hard at all," Shui Qing said shyly. Although some people had said that royal children were heartless, at least, Sima Yuan's actions towards her showed that he genuinely loved her.

"Xiao Qing..." Sima Yuan held Shui Qing's hand, speaking earnestly, "Given your identity and those rumors, there might be even more gossip in the palace in the future. Don't take it to heart."

"Yes, Your Highness, Shui Qing understands her situation very well and will absolutely not cause Your Highness any trouble." Shui Qing said calmly. Her identity was already controversial, and she was the first woman the Crown Prince would marry. As the heir apparent, such actions could only be described as lust clouding his judgment. He had overcome all difficulties to do this, giving her the greatest possible face.

"Let's not talk about that! Today is our auspicious day. Come and help your husband relieve his lovesickness." Sima Yuan looked at Shui Qing with burning eyes, his large hands working hard to untie her bright red wedding dress. When the wedding sedan arrived, when he saw her face like a lotus emerging from water, her alluring figure, he immediately felt an impulse to grab Shui Qing and take her back to the bridal chamber, shutting out all the outsiders.

"Ah!" Shui Qing exclaimed in surprise as Sima Yuan suddenly pounced on her, pinning her to the bed. Her clothes were quickly stripped off, leaving her completely naked on the bright red bed. The vibrant red against her snow-white skin, her small hands frantically trying to shield her exposed breasts, though the two rounded nipples peeked out from between her fingers.

"This time, I'll definitely let Xiao Qing rest early. After all, tomorrow is the day we have to go to the palace to pay our respects." Sima Yuan stroked her delicate, baby-soft skin, watching Shui Qing's shy and bashful expression as he quickly removed his own clothes, soon becoming naked. He placed his thighs between her legs, his burgeoning desire pressing against her slightly parted bud.

"Husband, will you really let me rest early?" Shui Qing didn't really believe him. They had shared a bed for so many days; how could she not know his capabilities?

"Don't worry! This time you'll definitely have time to rest." Sima Yuan patted his chest, speaking with absolute certainty. Before Shui Qing could answer, he began thrusting his hips wildly.

"Ah... Husband really will let Shui Qing... um... rest on time..." Shui Qing was dizzy from the thrusting, but she didn't forget to ask again. This man was a man of his word, but when it came to sex, he was almost always unreliable. No wonder she asked again, hoping to get a more accurate answer.

The night was deep, and the two affectionate lovers were intertwined in love until dawn. As Shui Qing was exhausted and drowsy, only one thought remained in her mind: she would no longer believe any of Sima Yuan's promises in bed!

Shui Qing let Sima Yuan hold her in his arms, yawning as she looked at the carriage they were riding in.

According to regulations, the Crown Prince's carriage could not exceed the King's. Although smaller, it was still more magnificent and spacious than others. The exterior was made of hard black wood, and the wheels were crafted from single pieces of wood, with every joint perfectly aligned. The carvings were exquisite and unique, displaying a noble air with their elegant and dynamic designs.

Inside, the carriage was furnished with soft furs, and a small table was placed inside. Next to the table was a small cabinet containing small, delicate snacks and tea, which could be taken out and placed on the table to eat during the journey.

Shui Qing let out her biggest yawn of the day, her big, watery eyes glaring at the still-spirited man with a hint of resentment. She patted her stomach and pointed unceremoniously at a plate of delicious osmanthus cakes on the table, saying, "I want to eat that!"

Sima Yuan quickly took a piece and held it to Shui Qing's mouth, feeding her himself. Seeing her eat it bite by bite, he couldn't resist taking the opportunity to steal a few sweet kisses.

Shui Qing glared at him several more times. This man was truly stubborn; she had just told him not to do such things again, yet his memory was so bad that he forgot in such a short time.

Sima Yuan smiled even more brightly, completely ignoring Shui Qing's anger. On the contrary, he found her upward-angled glare even more charming.

The man wasn't angry at being scolded; instead, his smile grew even brighter, which infuriated Shui Qing. She grabbed his arm and bit it hard. Although Sima Yuan felt the pain, he was afraid of hurting Shui Qing if he dodged, so he obediently let her hold his arm and bite him slowly.

"Hmph!" Shui Qing snorted softly. Seeing the man's docile appearance, she felt that her actions were like throwing a tantrum.

"Are you angry?" Sima Yuan had just asked when he felt the carriage stop. He heard a servant outside say, "Your Highness, we've arrived."

"I know," Sima Yuan replied. The palace was heavily guarded, and carriages with cover could only stop at the square at the palace gate entrance. They would then have to be transferred to sedan chairs and carried by palace staff to the desired palace.

"Let's go, don't keep the King and Queen waiting too long." Shui Qing's anger had mostly subsided. Now that they were at the palace, she couldn't lose her composure and etiquette.

Sima Yuan looked intently at Shui Qing, knowing that her mood had calmed down. He smiled, took her hand, and they stepped down from the carriage together.

Stepping off the carriage, she saw a vast and beautiful palace, majestic yet elegant, standing before her. The expansive grounds stretched as far as the eye could see. However, almost everyone around wore the same expression. What kind of scheming and intrigue lurked within this beautiful dwelling, obscuring the expressions on the servants' faces? It was a world completely different from the carefree places she had previously inhabited and traveled, where people smiled so joyfully.

Although she possessed an enviable status and position, seeing this enormous cage before her, she couldn't help but ask herself: could she really spend her whole life in such a place?

Sima Yuan mistakenly thought Shui Qing's uneasy expression meant she wanted to meet the most powerful person in the country, unaware that a fleeting thought of backing out had crossed her mind. He still smiled reassuringly, saying, "Don't worry! Your father and mother will definitely be very pleased with you."

Shui Qing forced a smile, took a deep breath, and let Sima Yuan lead her to a sedan chair. He sat in another sedan chair next door. The experienced porters lifted it and moved it towards their destination. Shui Qing felt no swaying, as if she were on flat ground, steadily moving forward.
Author's Note: Dear readers
, I'm so sorry I haven't updated for two days.
Personal and work matters have taken up too much time these past few days, and
I'm too exhausted to write when I get home.
The next chapter promises to have multiple partners, lots of smut, and lots of passion!!
Please look forward to it!

☆, 59. The Secret Garden (??)

Sima Yuan and Shui Qing quickly arrived at the side hall. Following protocol, they paid their respects to the King and Queen. Since Shui Qing was not the official wife and could not enter the main hall, she was normally exempt from the formal courtly greetings. However, the Crown Prince's favoritism towards Shui Qing compelled them to meet her, stating that once they met, they would understand his insistence.

Sima Yuan's insistence forced them to make an exception and grant her an audience. Even the King and Queen could not wait in the main hall reserved for the wife; being in the side hall was already a great favor. Sima Yuan knew this was the King's final concession; after all, as members of the royal family, they had certain rules of etiquette to follow and could not act arbitrarily like ordinary people.

After a series of formalities, the King kept Sima Yuan behind. He had originally intended for the Queen to keep Shui Qing behind to discuss matters between mother-in

-law and daughter-in-law, but the Queen, citing illness, declined the custom, allowing Shui Qing to skip the meeting and granting her the privilege of freely strolling in the royal garden that day. Shui Qing wasn't foolish; she could see that the King and Queen's attitude towards her was distant and polite, but they didn't treat her as family. Her illness was merely an excuse; the main reason was her background and Sima Yuan's attitude towards her, preventing the King and Queen from viewing her objectively.

Sima Yuan, of course, noticed the King and Queen's attitude towards Shui Qing, but he couldn't openly express his displeasure, lest Shui Qing be branded as disloyal and unfilial. He could only apologetically hold Shui Qing's hand and promise to try his best to keep her out of the palace in the future, minimizing unnecessary trouble and grievances.

Shui Qing, far from being displeased, comforted Sima Yuan. She didn't take it to heart; she knew her humble origins and that receiving Sima Yuan's favor was already the greatest happiness of her life. She dared not even ask for anything more, and told him not to clash with his parents for her sake.

Sima Yuan still had state affairs to discuss with the King, and Shui Qing urged him to hurry, saying that she had won the Queen's favor and wanted to stroll in the Imperial Garden, waiting for him to return to the palace together.

Sima Yuan wanted to say something more, but he couldn't ignore Shui Qing's feelings, so he silently returned to the Imperial Study. After seeing Sima Yuan off, Shui Qing followed the palace maids to the pavilion in the Imperial Garden. Actually, she wasn't particularly interested in strolling through the garden; she simply asked the maids to put down pastries and tea, then dismissed them, remaining alone in the pavilion to admire the magnificent sea of flowers.

A gentle breeze blew, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. The tranquility gave Shui Qing the illusion that she was the only person in the world, completely at peace with nature. However, just as she was enjoying this rare moment of leisure, she suddenly heard a woman's moans coming from not far away.

Shui Qing frowned. She knew what situations would cause a woman to moan like that, but how could a woman make such lewd sounds in this heavily guarded inner palace? And the sounds were getting increasingly intense, making her unable to resist getting up and heading towards the source of the noise.

When Shui Qing got closer, she quickly covered her mouth, which was about to burst out, and her beautiful eyes widened in shock. She saw three men and one woman engaged in sexual intercourse on a stone table.

The woman was naked, kneeling on the table. Behind her stood a middle-aged man thrusting vigorously. In front of her stood another man nearing middle age, his penis, thicker than her small, white hands, being forcefully inserted into her mouth, swallowing and releasing it greedily. Meanwhile, a younger man sat leisurely on a stone chair beside the table, his hands kneading the woman's large breasts.

"Mmm... Ahh... Prime Minister, you're so good... It feels so good... Ahh..." The woman released the penis from her mouth, turning her head to the man behind her, moaning and praising him.

"Since your little cunt likes being fucked by men, I'll fuck your cunt raw, you slut..." Hearing the woman's moans, the man gripped her waist even tighter, thrusting even more forcefully, with a merciless strength that seemed to want to knock the woman in front of him away.

"Ah...fuck me to death...mmm...my little cunt wants the Prime Minister's big cock...mmm..." The woman noticed the man behind her was becoming increasingly fierce, and her moans grew louder and her words more obscene.

"You slut! You're so enjoying yourself that you forgot about me, don't stop your mouth!" The man in front of her roared angrily, as the woman stopped sucking his penis halfway through.

"Mmm...Your Highness's cock is so big and thick...it's making my little mouth so sore..." The woman quickly tried to soothe the man in front of her, her small hands working even harder on the glistening shaft she had licked, her tongue probing and teasing the tip of his penis.

"Oh...you little slut, you really know how to lick..." The man squinted, cupping the woman's head in his hands, and let out a soft moan of pleasure.

Shui Qing immediately recognized the man in front of the woman as the Sixteenth Prince. Since the Sixteenth Prince was here, and the man behind the woman was called the Prime Minister, then he must be the powerful Left Prime Minister of this dynasty. As for the other man sitting on the stone chair, Shui Qing really didn't know who he was. However, the fact that these three men would appear here at the same time and share a woman meant that their relationship was definitely not ordinary.

"Mmm... it feels so good to squeeze my breasts, Chao... mmm..." The woman looked at the man sitting beside her with seductive eyes, pleading with him in a soft, whimpering voice.

"Does my lovely Consort Mi like it when I rub her like this?" The man smirked, his fingers kneading the woman's already hard nipples even harder.

"Ah... it hurts... mmm... Chao, you're so annoying... ahh... it hurts and it's numb... mmm... squeeze me harder, Chao... mmm... I like it... ah... ah..." The woman's snow-white body ached from the man's pinching, but the stimulation made her tremble.

"You enjoy having your breasts pinched so much that your little cunt is so tight it almost embarrassed me. This is to teach this little slut a lesson, is it good?" The man behind the woman slapped her two snow-white buttocks hard as he asked viciously.

"Ah...so good...so good...um...ah..." The woman didn't know whether to escape the pain of being slapped or to crave the man's thrusting, her fleshy buttocks swaying from side to side.

"This little slut's ass is shaking so wildly, of course it feels good!" The Left Prime Minister seemed to regard the woman in front of him as an enemy, using his thick, hard blade to forcefully thrust into the woman's tender hole, which was about to be broken.
Author's Note:

☆, 60. Secret Meeting (??)

"Ah...Prime Minister, don't be so hard...ah um...I'll be ruined...ah...ah..." The man thrust wildly, and the woman was both in pain and numb from the impact, but the pleasure always outweighed the pain. Although it was a plea for mercy, to the ears of the three men present, it only made the play more intense.

"Little slut, tell me! Is it him or me who can truly satisfy your lewd body!" Mi Fei's lewd cries were praising the other men, which made the Sixteenth Prince very dissatisfied. He grabbed her thick, beautiful hair with his big hand and said viciously.

"Ah... um... Your Highness and the Prime Minister can both satisfy me..." Mi Fei cried out softly in pain, knowing men's thoughts and understanding that they all wanted to receive praise from women. Her slender hands worked even harder on the penis in her hand, and she stuck out her pink tongue to lick the tip.

"Oh... this lewd little mouth sucks so hard... no wonder the King has been collecting all sorts of methods these past few years, just to satisfy these little mouths of yours." The Sixteenth Prince felt a tingling in his waist and ejaculated a thick stream of semen into the woman's mouth.

"Cough cough..." Mi Fei choked violently from the sudden large amount of liquid, her beautiful face turning red from coughing. White fluid, which she couldn't swallow, dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Finally catching her breath, she wiped the liquid from her lips with her fingers and put it in her mouth, like a child enjoying a delicious candy. She said contentedly, "Your Highness is so annoying! I didn't!"

"How could you not? I know how much this little slut's cunt sucks. Even the three of us might not be able to satisfy her. How could Your Highness possibly satisfy you alone?" The Left Prime Minister was already at his limit, slapping Mi Fei's snow-white buttocks forcefully while thrusting his hips forward. "Oh... lift it a little higher, I'll give your little cunt even more."

"Ah ah... Prime Minister... hurry up and give me... um... ah... ah ah... so hot... so much... so full..." Mi Fei raised her buttocks high, swaying wildly.

After dozens of thrusts, the Left Prime Minister tightly wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, pressed her between his legs, and ejaculated with a low growl, filling her vagina. Only after he had ejaculated completely did he slowly withdraw from her body. Her two lips, which should have been pink and tender, were now swollen and red from the man's unrestrained thrusting. Clear nectar mixed with the man's white fluid flowed out of her still-open vagina.

The lewd scene caused the previously limp penis of the Left Prime Minister standing behind the woman to rise again. However, he no longer had the strength to satisfy this wanton woman. He reached out his finger and used it to gently push the flowing fluid back into her vagina, laughing lewdly, "This little mouth is such a waste, it actually spit out all of my precious essence."

Mi Fei half-lay on the stone table, her small hands slowly pushing the flowing fluid back into her vagina. Her face was flushed, and her foxy eyes looked at the man behind her. She panted and complained, "No... it's because the Prime Minister has too much, I can't finish it."

The man sitting on the stone chair, seeing that the two of them had finished, finally asked, "Uncle, Left Prime Minister, are you both satisfied? What we were discussing just now..." He hesitated, but a smart person would know what he meant next.

"I will absolutely go through fire and water to fulfill the prince's request to this old minister," the Left Prime Minister said, straightening his clothes as he smiled so broadly his eyes almost disappeared. He hadn't expected the prince to choose to support the seemingly unassuming Second Prince instead of the First Prince. The Right Minister's influence had already been significantly diminished by their covert efforts; now they awaited the final moment.

Shui Qing's heart skipped a beat. When she heard the Left Prime Minister respectfully address the man sitting on the stone chair as "Prince," and recalled Consort Mi calling him "Chao," she immediately realized he was the current Second Prince.

The Second Prince, the Sixteenth Prince, and the Left Prime Minister were already close, but for them to engage in such a sordid affair in what should have been a heavily guarded palace suggested a complex web of interests far more intricate than it appeared on the surface.

This Left Chancellor, a veteran of two reigns, was known for his tough and ruthless style. To outsiders, he appeared to be an incorruptible official. However, unbeknownst to them, he had a peculiar habit: a deep-seated infatuation with married women. Several times he nearly got caught, and had it not been for his excellent reputation,

he would have been stripped of his position long ago. A few years prior, the Second Prince, through the Sixteenth Prince, had learned of his infatuation through unknown means. Initially, it seemed the Second Prince intended to remove him from his position, but to everyone's surprise, the Second Prince made a deal: if he helped the Left Chancellor eliminate the First Prince and ascend the throne, the Second Prince would not expose the affair. The Second Prince also offered the Left Chancellor certain benefits: in return, he would allow the Left Chancellor access to the palace and the women of the most powerful man in the world.

Furthermore, the Second Prince promised that upon inheriting the throne, the Left Chancellor would become second only to the Emperor, the sole ruler of the court. In short, the Left Chancellor needed to eliminate his greatest enemy—the Right Minister.

In the early days of the dynasty, the founding emperor appointed a Left Chancellor and a Right Minister to assist in the rapid development of the nation. However, after years of power struggles, these two ministers had become two major forces in the court, each gaining and losing ground, maintaining a seemingly stable yet fragile balance.

When the Second Prince presented his conditions, the Left Chancellor naturally knew which option was best. Moreover, this prince's abilities were no less than the First Prince's, and his mother's family background was no less powerful than the Queen's. Anyone with discernment knew that the King favored the Second Prince. Although the succession to the throne was primarily based on the legitimate heir, there were always exceptions. If there were no legitimate sons, the throne would inevitably be inherited by a son born of a concubine.

"The time is almost up. I'll take my leave first." After dressing, the Sixteenth Prince reverted to his usual dignified demeanor, a stark contrast to his earlier appearance.

"This old minister should not linger any longer, please forgive me, Your Highness." The Left Prime Minister knew that the inner palace was off-limits to ordinary people except for members of the imperial family. If it weren't for the Second Prince, even a high-ranking and powerful old minister like himself wouldn't be able to freely enter and leave the palace.

"After this is accomplished, I will repay you handsomely." The Second Prince rose, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, his attitude so courteous that the Left Prime Minister quickly exclaimed that he dared not accept such praise.

Soon, the Sixteenth Prince and the Left Prime Minister left the scene. At this moment, the seemingly powerless and limp Consort Mi was swaying her soft, delicate body, sitting on the Second Prince's lap, her small hands automatically encircling his neck, and said sweetly, "Your Majesty, will I receive a reward this time?"
Author's Note:
Dear readers:
The title has been slightly modified,
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☆、61.

Sima Chao's lips curled up slightly as he gently stroked Mi Fei's snowy back with his large hand. After scanning the surroundings, he looked into the distance and remained silent.

Consort Mi, displeased with Sima Chao's carelessness in writing, playfully retorted, "Chao, did I do a good job or not?" She had dedicated her youth to an aging man for him. Although a concubine in the harem and deeply favored by the king, her heart always belonged to Sima Chao. She would die for him at his command.

The Left Chancellor, though capable, would one day succumb to lust. Sima Chao's appeal to his desires was merely bait, enticing and restraining the Right Chancellor's support for the Crown Prince, allowing him to prepare in the limited time available and secure victory at the last moment.

The victor is king, the loser is a bandit—an eternal law. Sima Chao knew that if he failed, his only fate would be death. A king would not tolerate another equal living in the world, especially since his plan involved personally killing his own brother—an act against all reason and law that could not be tolerated without leaving any future trouble.

"Of course, Mi Fei is such an obedient girl. What reward do you want?" Sima Chao said in a low, husky voice, gently biting Mi Fei's small, round earlobe. One hand kneaded her full, snowy breasts, while the other hand moved down to the entrance of her vagina, which was filled with the man's essence, and teased it.

"Mmm...you hate me...Chao knows what I want...ahhh..." Mi Fei considered her actions with the Left Prime Minister and the Sixteenth Prince to be an exchange of benefits. Although it was very pleasurable, she always felt an emptiness in her heart. It was not as good as the lovemaking with Sima Chao, which brought her physical pleasure and made her heart feel sweet because of his actions.

"Mi Fei's tender little hole just finished eating two big dicks, and now why is it gripping my fingers so tightly again? And it's so wet again. You really are the little slut and little bitch they talk about, all you think about all day is being fucked by men?" As soon as his fingers were inserted, Sima Chao clearly felt the flower path contracting and gripping rapidly. He gently pulled in and out a few times, drawing out the clear liquid and white fluid from the little hole.

"Ah...it's all Chao's fault...um...you broke my body...oh...and made my body so sensitive...um...I want Chao...ah..." Mi Fei pouted and said coquettishly, her body becoming weaker and weaker in the man's hands, until finally turning into a lump of mud in his arms, letting the man knead and shape her.

Mi Fei entered the palace at the age of sixteen and was initially not favored by the king. After two years of being ridiculed by the palace servants, she finally realized the truth when she turned eighteen: as long as she didn't win the king's favor, her life in the harem would only become more and more difficult. Therefore, she decided to find a way to gain the king's affection.

Although the king was about the same age as her father, she still had some psychological barriers to giving herself to him. However, a woman's youth cannot wait. Since she had decided to enter the palace, she abandoned love and chose power. To this end, she went to great lengths and finally bribed a eunuch by the king's side, learning that the king would pass through the royal garden on a certain day. As long as she waited there, she could meet the king. But how to attract the king's attention was up to her skills.

For some unknown reason, by a twist of fate that day, while she awaited the king's arrival, she unexpectedly stumbled upon the Second Prince and Consort Li, who was then greatly favored by the king, in a compromising situation. The two men, upon seeing her, showed no sign of nervousness. Sima Chao, with his hand on Consort Li's waist, thrust his hips forcefully, his deep, sensual eyes watching her with a half-smile.

She didn't know why, but instead of screaming for the guards to come, she was captivated by his gaze, frozen in place watching their lovemaking. As she watched, her own body gradually swelled with desire. With her lips slightly parted, she gracefully moved to Sima Chao's side.

Sima Chao extended a hand towards her, a smile playing on his lips, and slowly removed his clothes, joining them in their embrace. Sima Chao's gentle treatment made her understand for the first time what it meant to be loved. From that moment on, she was utterly captivated, hopelessly ensnared in his web of love.

Although she wasn't the most beautiful woman, her innate allure always stirred a man's desire. Not long after her affair with Sima Chao, she blossomed like a budding flower into a vibrant, blooming peony. And by some unknown stroke of luck, she caught the king's attention, leading to a life of constant pleasure in his palace. Not long after, news arrived that Consort Li had died from a serious illness. In reality, Consort Li had died from excessive sexual activity, and Consort Mi knew this was Sima Chao's doing. During their lovemaking, Sima Chao would speak with an almost self-reproachful tone, tenderly telling her why she was the king's woman while he was merely a prince. He said that after the king's death, they would be unable to be together, and only when he became king could she rightfully become his woman.

She was naturally heartbroken by the dejected look on her beloved man's face. She knew he possessed immense talent and strategic acumen, yet his status as the second prince prevented him from achieving anything, forcing him to live a life of unfulfilled ambition in the shadow of the first prince—a truly tragic fate for an aspiring man.

Whatever assistance Sima Chao desired, she would offer everything within her power, just to see him one day achieve his goals. Sima Chao looked at her with intense emotion, but remained silent for a long time. Only after her pleading did she realize the guilt and reluctance he felt towards her, preventing him from involving her in the struggle for the throne.

Seeing a woman who cared for the man she loved was enough for her to give up everything and dedicate herself to his future. Therefore, she proactively offered her body to win the king's favor, thereby gaining a crucial position and helping Sima Chao lay the foundation for his future succession.

After all, Consort Li was already an aging woman, and the king rarely spent the night in her palace, indicating that he had lost his favor towards her. Coincidentally, her appearance made the king turn his heart to her. Moreover, Consort Li's licentious behavior over the past few years was an open secret in the harem. This shameful affair had made the king unable to tolerate it any longer. With his tacit approval, some dissatisfied people who originally wanted to drag Consort Li down to hell not only got their revenge, but also made Consort Mi the king's most favored woman.

05-26

☆、62. When will it end (?)

Sima Chao looked at the woman in front of him with clear eyes, who was in a wanton and wanton state. Sure enough, the results of abandoning Consort Li and training her to become another Consort Li far exceeded his expectations.

Consort Li was someone who loved fame and fortune above all else, which was undoubtedly an unpredictable factor in the plan. Anything beyond his control had to be eliminated first to ensure every step of the plan went according to plan. After all, acts like patricide and fratricide were unforgivable, and even a small mistake could cost him his life and future.

Fortunately, he discovered Consort Li's disloyalty and her apparent intention to side with the eldest prince. Indeed, a woman who loved herself more than him was a flawed pawn. Just as he was about to eliminate Consort Li, this lovely young woman suddenly appeared, her eyes pure and clear like a blank sheet of paper, seemingly still clinging to love, yet restrained by the constraints of the palace. Such a promising talent, if properly nurtured, would be an excellent pawn.

Successfully, not only did this woman's body greatly satisfy him, but she also gave him her heart without reservation. She trusted his every move and word without question. Even after he told her that once he became king, although he couldn't make her queen, his affection for her would never diminish with time,

she actually believed such a fantastical promise. It's said that royal loyalty changes with the political landscape; anyone who benefits him is his favorite. Right now, Consort Mi is the most important person to him, and of course, his favorite. But who can predict the future? When he ascends the throne, this pawn will have to be discarded at some point. After all, she knows too much, and sometimes sacrifice is worthwhile.

"Chao, what are you thinking about?" Mi Fei noticed the man's distraction and playfully punched his shoulder. Lately, she had begun to lose track of his thoughts; it seemed there was someone else more important to him. This realization made Mi Fei uneasy. She could tolerate his rudeness and his scolding, but she couldn't bear the thought of him not having her in his heart.

"What am I thinking about? Your little mouth down there. How can you still hold back until now from eating this prince?" Sima Chao chuckled, forcefully thrusting his fingers into the entrance of the sticky area between the woman's legs, drawing out all the white fluid from her vagina. He then lifted the woman's buttocks, positioning her wet vagina against his massive member, and suddenly released his hands, letting her sit heavily on his lap.

"Ah...so naughty...oh...ah..." The feeling of being filled made Mi Fei let out a soft cry. The moment it entered, she eagerly swallowed and released the male root that had brought her such ecstasy. Her supposedly dry vagina suddenly secreted a large amount of nectar, filling it completely.

"Naughty? Right now, Mi Fei, you're the one riding me. I haven't done anything. You know, this prince doesn't easily let women ride me." The man raised his hands high, proving his innocence. Occasionally giving a woman the illusion of conquering a man was the best poison to make her even more devoted.

"Ah...I hate it...Oh...If it weren't for Chao suddenly coming in...um...I...ah...how did it become like this...ah ah...Chao's is so thick, so hard...um ah...my little hole is so swollen...ah ah..." Mi Fei cried out repeatedly, partly because she was happy that she was different from others, and partly because the thick male root blocked the exit of her passage, preventing the juices secreted from her flower hole from flowing out at all. Her originally flat abdomen could be seen to show the man's thick shaft, and the slight bulge like that of a pregnant woman, which was swollen and numb, numb and hard, stirring her extremely sensitive body.

"Mi Fei doesn't like it?" Sima Chao pretended to withdraw his male root, hugged her slender waist and wanted to pull away from the woman's body. Just as he pulled the round head of his penis away from her flower hole, it slipped and was swallowed back into her little hole.

"Ah...don't go...um...I like it...ah ah...Chao is fucking me so good...um ah...don't leave...ah ah...I want to keep eating...um...Chao's big cock is bigger than everyone else's...um ah...thicker than everyone else's...um ah..." Mi Fei said coquettishly, her wanton little hole quickly swallowing Sima Chao's thick penis again. This time she didn't want the man to leave her body again, so she spread her legs wide, making her little hole even closer to the man's huge thing, and twisting her waist and swaying her hips even more wildly. The

man and woman on this side were having a passionate time, but they didn't know that Shui Qing was hiding not far away watching their every move. Shui Qing didn't dare to leave now. There were four of them before, so their attention wasn't on her. Now there was only the Second Prince and Mi Fei. If she made the slightest movement, the surrounding plants and trees might give away her whereabouts.

Watching their increasingly intense lovemaking, Shui Qing's previously calm heart began to heat up involuntarily. She twisted her body helplessly, noticing a sticky secretion between her legs. She hadn't expected to be so sensitive now, even watching others' erotic scenes would trigger a physical reaction. She had assumed that after the Sixteenth Prince and the Left Prime Minister left, the Second Prince would take Mi Fei away, never anticipating that Mi Fei would be so thirsty as to even take the Second Prince for herself. Hearing the woman

's lewd moans, she thought they were almost finished, but then she heard the man say it wasn't enough. Now things were in trouble. She had been away from the pavilion for quite some time; the palace maids were probably searching for her, and Sima Chao should have finished his discussion with the King. If Sima Yuan looked for her and Sima Chao accidentally discovered her hiding there spying, regardless of her explanation, Sima Chao would definitely become suspicious of her. This would be a major concern for Sima Yuan's future succession to the throne.

After all, she had overheard some of the conversation between Sima Chao and the other three. Even if she wasn't entirely sure, she could still piece together some clues. The Second Prince was unwilling to be second and was preparing to rebel. However, judging from their words, it seemed the news hadn't leaked, and very few people knew the details.

Sigh… Shui Qing sighed softly, helplessly crouching down in the bushes. Watching the two men in front of her, who seemed to be getting more and more into it, she couldn't help but lament how long she would have to stay here before she could leave safely.

☆, 63. The Stolen Goods

Caught Shui Qing waited until they finished, almost falling asleep, but the moaning and groaning sounds from ahead prevented her from truly sleeping. In the end, she almost lost her temper. Almost an incense stick's time had passed, and these two were still going at it. Didn't they know that this place was crowded with people, and they could be discovered if they weren't careful?

However, this didn't make sense. Although she had never actually lived in the palace, she had heard from an old palace maid who had taught her some palace etiquette that the royal family paid great attention to security everywhere, so they would patrol regularly and at fixed locations. Even in a small place like a latrine, they wouldn't just leave it unattended.

Now that she thought about it, she had been hiding here for so long, yet she hadn't seen any guards patrolling. Either they were neglecting their duties, or the Second Prince or Consort Mi had reassigned the guards, allowing them to openly commit adultery without fear of being seen. They were clearly people who had planned this for a long time, paying considerable attention even to such a small place.

But... but... couldn't these two just finish already?! She could feel her legs starting to go numb. What if they all left, leaving her stuck there unable to move?

Waaah... If she had known that watching this erotic scene would turn into endless hell, she wouldn't have followed her overwhelming curiosity and hidden away to peek. She had accidentally learned a huge secret and learned a lesson.

Finally, after much effort, they heard the woman's rapid, panting moans, loudly crying out that she was dying, about to pass out, about to ascend to heaven. Finally, they heard the keywords she most wanted to hear, and also the man's panting after ejaculation. After their breathing subsided slightly, they heard the rustling of clothes, as Mi Fei and the Second Prince engaged in another passionate encounter. Only then did Mi Fei reluctantly leave.

Shui Qing, of course, knew that the Second Prince was still waiting in the wings, and cursed inwardly. The woman was gone; why was he still lingering? Did he want to relive the intense battle they had just shared?

The quieter the moment, the less Shui Qing dared to make a move. But no matter how long she waited, the man before her remained unmoved. Suddenly, she heard him sigh heavily and say, "Aren't you coming out? Do you expect me to personally intervene?"

Shui Qing was startled and quickly covered her mouth, trying not to breathe, lest the Second Prince discover her.

Sima Chao sat quietly. After seeing off his uncle and the Left Prime Minister, he noticed a corner of a silk skirt peeking out from behind the bushes. Although he didn't know when the other woman had started eavesdropping, or if she had any other plans, he continued to observe her movements with a calm and collected demeanor. Mi Fei rode him for a while, but the woman in the silk skirt remained motionless, seemingly spying on his lovemaking.

After waiting a while, and seeing no sign of the other party appearing, Sima Chao elegantly straightened his robes and said nonchalantly, "If this prince really finds out, it won't be so easy to get away with this."

Shui Qing's big eyes darted around, her heart pounding. Should she go out? Or stay? She really had no idea. No matter which option she chose, she felt the outcome wouldn't be good.

Sima Chao noticed that the other party wasn't moving at all, so he got up himself and walked to where Shui Qing was hiding. Looking down at the black head, he said, "Get up."

Shui Qing was startled. Seeing the black shoes so close to her, she realized she had no way to hide now. She could only purse her lips and slowly get up at a snail's pace.

Sima Chao wasn't in a hurry to rush her. Caught red-handed, where could she possibly escape to? He watched Shui Qing slowly stand up. Once she was still standing, he saw her head bowed, his large index finger forcefully hooking her chin. He saw her large, bright eyes blazing with a hint of anger, her stubborn face seemingly glaring at him. This made Sima Chao say with some interest, "I didn't expect that in this day and age, even a thief would dare to glare at someone!"

"This concubine dares not." Shui Qing gave a slight curtsy, taking a step back to create distance between them.

Sima Chao's fingers glided across her baby-soft skin, the lingering sensation making him savor it again and again. Seeing her skillfully creating distance between them, he couldn't help but smile and ask, "Which palace are you from?" Although the harem was said to have three thousand beauties, there wasn't a single woman who could frequent this deep palace that he didn't recognize. The fact that this unfamiliar woman was here, regardless of her purpose, had successfully caught his attention.

"This concubine is..." Shui Qing was trying to figure out how to conceal her identity when Sima Yuan's questioning voice came from behind her: "My beloved concubine, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing Sima Yuan's voice, Shui Qing knew the perfect moment to conceal her identity had passed. She sighed inwardly. She had thought entering the palace would be the best start, but instead, she had encountered numerous obstacles. Unperturbed, she turned around, looked at Sima Yuan's handsome figure, curtsied, and said, "This concubine found the scenery here so beautiful that I unknowingly walked from the pavilion to here. I just happened to meet this..." She paused slightly. Although her identity had been revealed, she still had to continue playing dumb. If this formidable second prince found out she knew his true nature, it would only make it more difficult to push Sima Yuan onto the throne.

Seeing the person Shui Qing was pointing to, Sima Yuan said with some surprise, "Second Imperial Brother, you're also enjoying the scenery here?"

Sima Chao smiled and said, "Of course, Imperial Brother doesn't know, my only interests are enjoying the scenery, drinking wine, and composing poetry in this palace. However, it's truly unfortunate that I've encountered the legendary Imperial Sister-in-law today. Indeed, seeing is believing. Now I finally understand why Imperial Brother, out of the three thousand beauties, only chooses one."

When Sima Chao heard Sima Yuan call Shui Qing his beloved concubine, he understood why the unfamiliar Shui Qing was here. He also didn't understand that at this time of month, this place was where all the Imperial Guards would cease patrolling. The reason for this was a long story, a secret that couldn't be told in the palace. Anyone who accidentally wandered in was either a newcomer to the palace or someone who was too reckless to admit their mistake and wanted to find out more.

For the former, with just a flick of his hand, they would disappear from this world forever; for the latter, he would let them know that living in this world was more painful than death. No matter which type of person they were, the only path to the Yellow Springs was death.

The eldest prince's beloved concubine trespassed into his forbidden area. Logically, she should have been captured alive, and his fate determined by his mood. However, before he could even formulate his plan, his troublesome elder brother appeared.

☆, 64. Take it all away.

"Has my younger brother also found his own 'water'?" Sima Yuan noticed the unusual look in Sima Chao's eyes as he looked at Shui Qing. As a man, he naturally felt a sense of unease when someone coveted his woman.

He initially thought she was a newly arrived palace maid, on her way to perform a task at her master's request, but she had accidentally taken the wrong path and stumbled upon the most unfortunate scene. Since she was an inexperienced young woman, his kindness and compassion led him to decide to let her experience the joys of womanhood before ending her life, ensuring that the most memorable part of her life as a woman was not wasted.

The thought that his current victim was his elder brother's woman, though unsure if she had overheard the conversation, was a case of better safe than sorry. He saw Sima Yuan embracing his woman as if she were a priceless treasure. Soon, his respected elder brother would witness the defiled corpse of his beloved woman. He wondered how this supposedly unmoved and composed prince would react. However

, Sima Chao wasn't foolish enough to reveal his true colors now. He maintained a nonchalant demeanor, raising his hands and smiling, saying, "Elder brother, there's no need to look at me like that. I originally wanted to ascertain whether she was a suspicious person. After all, many unruly individuals still use various methods to infiltrate the palace and gather information. As a member of the royal family, I cannot shirk my responsibilities." "

Her identity has been confirmed. Could you please grant me permission to take your sister-in-law away?" Sima Yuan couldn't find fault with Sima Chao's words, but he was still dissatisfied with his younger brother's refusal to compete with him for things, his eyes fixed on the woman beside him.

"Please." Sima Chao bowed respectfully. He hadn't asked anyone to block their way, and besides, he had an even more interesting plan to consider, hoping for a scene he would never forget in the future.

"Xiao Qing, let's go." Sima Yuan whispered in Shui Qing's ear, and pulled her close as they quickly left the cafe. As he passed by Sima Chao before leaving, he glanced at him again, as if he had noticed something, but it was fleeting. Unfortunately, just as he wanted to confirm it further, Sima Chao lowered his head, preventing Sima Yuan from getting any more insight.

As Sima Chao listened to their footsteps fade into the distance and their figures disappear from sight, he softly called out, "Ri."

Before Sima Chao finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared at his feet, kneeling respectfully and saying, "Your subordinate is here."

Sima Chao paid no attention to the person at his feet, his gaze still fixed on the direction Sima Yuan and the others had left, and said indifferently, "Do you know what to do?"

"Your subordinate knows," Ri replied, then vanished from Sima Chao's feet the next second.

On a sunny and breezy day, Shui Qing unexpectedly found herself in another crisis, and also unexpectedly brought the struggle between the two princes to the forefront.

Shui Qing woke up with a dizzy head. She clearly remembered that she hadn't drunk any alcohol, so why did her head ache so badly, like the only time she had ever had a hangover?

"Beautiful sister is awake!" A clear, soft, and loud voice rang out above Shui Qing. She saw a little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, with a round face and big, innocent eyes staring at her.

Shui Qing couldn't help but smile at the little girl. Seeing her beautiful older sister smile at her, the little girl couldn't resist running outside, pulling on a corner of the carriage with her little hand, her rosy cheeks half-hidden as she peeked at the beautiful older sister who had been sleeping since boarding.

Seeing the little girl's amusing appearance, Shui Qing couldn't help but laugh, but the slightest movement caused her head to throb with pain. She rubbed her forehead with one hand and propped herself up with the other, letting out a soft groan of pain.

Seeing the pretty older sister frown, the little girl's face immediately filled with unease. She didn't like seeing unhappy expressions on the pretty older sister's face, so she quickly turned to the people outside and shouted, "Uncle, uncle..." "

Uncle what?! Stop shouting nonsense! Call me brother!" The man's displeased voice had barely faded when a crisp thud was heard. The little girl covered her head with her hands and ran into the carriage. Her not-so-small body crashed directly into Shui Qing's arms, crying loudly, "Waaah...it hurts! Waaah...beautiful older sister...waaah...there are bad people outside!"

"What bad people!" The man followed the little girl into the carriage, his bright eyes under his thick eyebrows glaring at the little girl in Shui Qing's arms. He said, "You're almost as old as me, and you still dare to pretend to be young?"

Upon hearing the age, the little girl in Shui Qing's arms jumped in front of the man like lightning, one hand on her hip, the other pointing high at his nose, saying, "What do you mean, the same! What do you mean, almost the same! We're much older than each other!"

"Tsk!" The man crossed his arms and scoffed dismissively. Every time the topic of age came up, she would fly into a rage. Anyway, facts were facts, and she had no reason to argue.

Seeing the man's disdainful expression, the little girl became even angrier. She stomped her feet and waved her hands, shouting, "You! What kind of attitude is that! What kind of expression is that! Explain yourself!"

The man brushed away the hand that almost poked his nose, strode over to Shui Qing, squatted down beside her, and said, "Miss Shui Qing, how are you feeling now?"

Hearing the man call her name, Shui Qing looked at the two strangers in the car with wary eyes.

The man noticed Shui Qing's wariness and was about to explain when the little girl suddenly pushed his head away, stepped between them, grabbed Shui Qing's hand, and said with a sweet smile, "Beautiful sister, don't be afraid. We won't hurt you; we're just ordered to take you somewhere to settle down."

"Ordered?" Shui Qing asked, frowning.

"Mmm." The little girl nodded vigorously. Seeing that Shui Qing still seemed unconvinced, she rummaged through her clothes, pulled something out, placed it in her palm, and handed it to Shui Qing, saying, "Beautiful sister, we can't reveal who it is, but they told us that if you see this, you'll believe us."

Shui Qing suspiciously looked into the little girl's palm. When she saw the item, she quickly picked it up and examined it carefully. Once she confirmed it was real, she excitedly looked at the little girl and said, "Is it really him?"

☆, 65. Goodbye Mu Yi

The man held the little girl in front of him, grasping her hands, and nodded like a good child, saying, "Absolutely."

"I thought he didn't want me anymore." Shui Qing looked wistfully at a hairpin in her hand. In the six months since she married the eldest prince, although someone would regularly deliver messages about Brother Mu, he himself had never appeared before her. Recalling that lovemaking, was it really not worth making him reconsider their relationship?

For the past six months, he hadn't thought of her for a single moment, and he was truly so heartless as to abandon her to another man's arms without a second thought. Although she had long since seen through her fate, why did Brother Mu give her a glimmer of hope when she thought all hope was lost?

Originally, it was thought that it would take several years to place the eldest prince on the throne, but a month after the wedding, news came from the palace that the king was critically ill. All the opposing factions in the court, both openly and covertly vying for power, began to support their respective rulers. However, Sima Yuan showed no concern whatsoever, while Sima Chao, because of the king's health, went out drinking and merrymaking less, becoming even more apathetic to worldly affairs.

Unbeknownst to many, the political situation in the country gradually shifted towards the eldest prince. After all, which would be more beneficial to his future career: a king unable to govern or a prince about to inherit the throne? It was obvious. Therefore, a large number of voices supported the eldest prince's succession.

Just a month ago, the king passed away.

The national mourning period lasted a month. Just yesterday, Sima Yuan finally became the new king. However, at the very moment he was about to ascend the throne, he suddenly collapsed on his throne for unknown reasons. After a collective diagnosis, the imperial physicians discovered that Sima Yuan's body had accumulated a considerable amount of toxins from his long-term involvement in extramarital affairs, which finally manifested at the moment of his coronation.

When Shui Qing learned of this, she vehemently denied that she contained any poison. But these people wouldn't listen, because they had long wanted to eliminate her, to wash away the only stain on the Crown Prince's life. The physicians' diagnosis provided them with a convenient excuse to openly remove this imperfection from her.

Last night, they imprisoned her in a secret room. No matter how loudly she cried or cursed, no one paid any attention. Only after exhausting all her strength did she curl up in a corner of the bed and drift into a deep sleep.

Upon waking, she saw the two of them holding Brother Mu's keepsake. However, she didn't know that she had fallen asleep because they had used a sleeping potion, also to avoid being discovered during her abduction and to prevent further trouble.

The little girl couldn't bear to see her beautiful older sister's sorrowful expression. Her large, watery eyes darted around several times, and she grabbed Shui Qing's fair hand, saying, "Beautiful older sister, let me tell you a secret. The person who wants us to take you to safety… get out of here! Stop talking!" She glared at the man who had been interrupting her, then continued, "They made this request to us half a year ago!"

The man covered the little girl's mouth with his large hand, whispering fearfully in her ear, "Don't say anything! You'll have to pay the penalty for breach of contract later!"

Hearing about the penalty, the little girl's small body trembled, her already large eyes widening even more as if they were about to pop out. She quickly shook her head.

"Won't you talk nonsense again?" the man asked again, still uneasy.

"Mmm..." The little girl shook her head even more violently this time, making muffled noises to reassure herself that she wouldn't act out of line.

Only after receiving the little girl's assurance did the man release his hand from her mouth.

"Miss Shuiqing, we're almost at our destination. I'll let you know when you can get off the carriage." The man lifted a corner of the curtain, glanced at the scenery outside, then lowered the curtain and looked at Shuiqing, solemnly instructing, "After I've safely delivered you, we'll leave each other alone. If we happen to meet on the road in the future, please pretend you don't know me."

Although Shuiqing had recovered most of her strength since waking up, she still answered weakly, "I know." These two seemed to be just doing their bidding for money; they wouldn't get involved in any other personal matters.

Less than an hour later, the carriage finally stopped. Shuiqing shook her hands, stretched her legs, and opened the carriage door, hearing the man's voice from outside, "Miss Shuiqing, you can get off now."

"Thank you," Shuiqing said softly, getting up and stepping down from the carriage.

As soon as she stepped out of the car, she saw a familiar figure in the distance. Shui Qing's eyes lit up, her mouth agape in surprise. Her legs felt like they didn't belong to her anymore. She lifted her feet and walked towards the man. When she was five steps away, she leaped into his arms, her tear-streaked face nestled against his chest, whispering, "Brother Mu...you're finally back by Shui'er's side."

Mu Yi's large hands gently stroked Shui Qing's hair and back. He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. He

had thought the King of the South Sea could hold out for a few more years, giving him time to establish a firm foothold in the kingdom. But the King had unexpectedly passed away in less than a year. Although there hadn't been enough time to cultivate the kingdom, Shui Qing was still the Crown Prince's beloved woman. As long as her influence remained, other actions could be delayed for a few years without much trouble.

However, Mu Yi never expected that the eldest prince, Sima Yuan, would collapse during his enthronement ceremony. The imperial physicians diagnosed him with a rare poison, one that only worked through sexual intercourse. In the past six months, Sima Yuan's only woman was Shui Qing. Naturally, once diagnosed with this poison, all fingers pointed to one person—Shui Qing.

Those who wanted Shui Qing dead wouldn't allow her any time to delay. After their informants relayed the information, they immediately ordered Shui Qing to be taken from the prince's residence and placed here for a while, waiting for the storm to pass before figuring out how to resolve the predicament.

"Shui'er, don't cry. Brother Mu is here. You've suffered these past few days. From now on, leave it to Brother Mu. You can stay here and enjoy a peaceful life." Mu Yi gently comforted Shui Qing, who was crying like a child. Inwardly, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter. He knew that his rescue of Shui Qing this time had been too hasty, and it seemed that he had alerted the enemy, causing some people in the South China Sea Kingdom to begin to question Shui Qing's identity.

☆, 66. Poisoned Just Like

Before Mu Yi finally calmed Shui Qing down and put his arm around her as they walked into a simple bungalow. Only then did Shui Qing have the mind to observe her surroundings. She realized that they were located on the mountainside of a mountain. Looking around, there were intertwined mountains and lush green trees. Apart from the bungalow in front of them, there were no other houses in sight.

"Brother Mu, where is this?" Shui Qing couldn't help but ask.

"This is a property I bought privately, so that I could stay here for a few days if things get inconvenient someday. I didn't expect that Shui'er would be the one to move in first. Shui'er is safe here, so stay here and wait until things calm down. I will find a way to let Shui'er go back." Mu Yi explained as he walked.

Shui Qing was initially overjoyed to hear that this place was a private property purchased by Brother Mu, and that she was the first to move in. However, when she heard that she would have to return to Sima Yuan's side soon, her joy plummeted into despair.

It wasn't that she didn't want to have no feelings for Sima Yuan; she knew of his meticulous care and affection for her, and how much emotion he had poured into her over the past year. Although she wasn't truly in love with him, she still had feelings for him that were different from those of ordinary people. This feeling was like that of a respectful and courteous couple, polite to each other yet finding a touch of happiness in the ordinariness.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yi didn't miss Shui Qing's sudden tremor and the subtle movement of her stopping briefly.

"Hmm? Nothing! Brother Mu, quickly show me around." Shui Qing changed the subject with a bright smile, tightly hugging Mu Yi's arm and pulling him into the house.

"Alright." Mu Yi replied with a smile. Although he hadn't spent much time with Shui Qing, he thought he had figured out her personality during their short training period. He hadn't expected that in just one year, her words and actions would be so different. Although she might be hiding it well, he could still sense that she was different from before. But these weren't his concerns. The situation in the South China Sea Kingdom was still uncertain, and Sima Yuan's situation was unclear. In any case, Shui Qing was currently the only woman who could be considered a legitimate wife by the Crown Prince's side.

The most urgent task was to send someone to find out about Sima Yuan's situation. In addition, he needed to find a good reason to turn the news of Shui Qing's disappearance into a story that would be advantageous to his side. If the opposing civil and military officials used it as a pretext, it would definitely have a significant impact on his plans. Unfortunately, it didn't seem appropriate for him to reveal his next move to her at the moment. He would have to wait a few days until things calmed down before making any plans.

Leisurely days passed by, and Shui Qing had been staying at Mu Yi's residence for over a month. Except for the first five days when Mu Yi's company kept her from getting bored, the rest of the time, her mind was constantly filled with Mu Yi's words from the first day and Sima Yuan's health. The days drifted by in a daze.

"Sigh..." Shui Qing rested her chin on one hand, holding chopsticks in the other, listlessly stirring the medicinal porridge in her bowl.

"Miss, this is the twenty-first sigh you've given today! Also, this porridge is almost cold; you need to eat it while it's hot to make it effective," Xiao Zi reminded her with concern.

Shui Qing looked at the girl before her. She knew that Mu Yi had specifically asked for Xiao Zi from his master to train her and ensure she received proper care. However, after Shui Qing entered Wan Yan Lou, she left Xiao Zi in Mu Yi's residence, partly to prevent Xiao Zi from suffering with her, and partly to prevent anyone with ulterior motives from using Xiao Zi to investigate Shui Qing's false background.

Shui Qing hadn't actually imagined meeting Xiao Zi again. If it weren't for the major incident involving the new king of the South Sea Kingdom, and her becoming the target of public criticism, her relationship with Xiao Zi would have ended a year ago.

"Why are you still so nagging? Be careful you don't turn into an old woman and never get married." Shui Qing increasingly felt that Xiao Zi's personality was treating her like a child, without considering that she was several years older than her. Moreover, she was the mistress and Xiao Zi the servant, yet now Xiao Zi acted like a child who hadn't grown up, needing constant nagging.

"Miss, how dare you say that!" Xiao Zi glared angrily at Shui Qing, saying, "If Xiao Zi hadn't noticed something was wrong with Miss's body and even asked Young Master Mo to diagnose Miss's condition, only to find out that Miss had also been poisoned, if it weren't for sincerely wanting Miss to recover, would Xiao Zi need to nag like this all the time?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Qing's eyes immediately lowered. A few days ago, she had learned that she also had the same poison in her body as Sima Yuan, however, this poison wasn't as harmful to women as it was to men. The more frequently a woman has intercourse with a man, the more sensitive her body becomes, and the more delicate all her skin becomes, even maintaining the tightness of her most intimate parts like a virgin's.

The characteristic of this poison is that it is unconsciously triggered during intercourse. In a man, once the poison takes effect, he feels a surge of desire, becoming more vigorous in bed. Therefore, men often have the illusion that they are more in control and more enthusiastic in bed, unaware that this is a false sign of the poison's early stages. Eventually, the man will exhaust himself due to excessive indulgence.

Because the two of them were almost always together, and their lovemaking was frequent, the poison accumulated in Sima Yuan's body much faster, which is why he experienced symptoms earlier than others.

For women, although the poison seems to have great benefits on the surface, only she knows that the stronger the poison's effects, the shorter her menstrual period becomes. Initially, she didn't pay attention to it, and being constantly pursued by Sima Yuan, she didn't think much about the changes in her body.

When Xiao Zi returned to her side after this period, she noticed that Shui Qing's condition was very different from before. Only then did she realize her own abnormality. Now, recalling what the girls at Wan Yan Lou had said, that the more frequently a woman has sex, the looser her vagina becomes. Moreover, it's a case of extremes; she becomes more satisfied during sex and indifferent to a man's caresses. In the end, she can only pretend to enjoy it, while the man doesn't know that she has completely lost interest in this kind of thing. In the end, she has to use aphrodisiacs on herself. Otherwise, how could she continuously emit lewd moans and cater to the man's endless manipulations during unchanging lovemaking?

Seeing that Shui Qing had no reaction at all, Xiao Zi started chattering and muttering to herself. Finally, Shui Qing raised her hands together and begged for mercy. Seeing that Shui Qing was showing signs of remorse, Xiao Zi stopped her distracting thoughts and continued to serve her the meal.

☆、67. Self-Indulgence (Slight)

After Shui Qing finished her meal, Xiao Zi cleaned up the dishes and was about to take them to the kitchen when she saw Mo Chengyu standing outside the door with his medicine box on his back.

"Young Master Mo, Miss has finished her medicinal meal." Xiao Zi gave a slight curtsy and stepped aside to make room for Mo Chengyu to enter.

"I know." Mo Chengyu nodded slightly and responded in a low voice. Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Has anything unusual happened to your young lady these past few nights?"

Xiao Zi tilted her head, thinking carefully, and then shook her head and said, "No."

"Hmm, you can go now." Mo Chengyu waved his hand lightly, dismissing Xiao Zi to do other things.

"Second Senior Brother..." Shui Qing rested her chin on her hands, elbows on the table, looking at Mo Chengyu who had entered with a resentful tone and mournful eyes.

Mo Chengyu didn't say a word, but simply sat down next to Shui Qing, took her small hand, and carefully took her pulse.

Seeing that Mo Chengyu ignored her and focused solely on taking her pulse, Shui Qing felt a strange, submissive dread, like a mouse before a cat. After a long while, he gently lowered his hand, his sharp eyes fixed on her, asking, "Have you experienced any unusual symptoms these past few days?"

"This…" Shui Qing bit her lower lip, looking troubled. Mo Chengyu knew the poison was still lingering in her body, and the medication he'd given her seemed ineffective.

"This poison is too insidious," Mo Chengyu sighed. Although he himself could concoct some poisons, he only used them to punish unruly individuals or add a little fun to life; he would never concoct such a heinous substance as to render a woman almost infertile.

"Second Senior Brother, I never thought I could have a child. Right now, my body is in a good position to help me with my mission." Shui Qing smiled faintly. She was a complete liar. She just wanted to make Sima Yuan a person who would obey her orders. If Sima Yuan had an heir, it would only be an obstacle to Brother Mu's plan in the end.

"But... alright! Since you've made this decision, your second senior brother can only silently support you from behind. However, this poison still needs to be cured. Otherwise, every full moon night, the poison in your body will flare up, and this burning desire is not something an ordinary person can resist. If you had no prior experience, you could have resisted it somewhat, but unfortunately, your body is now inseparable from men. The best way is to remove all the poison from your body as soon as possible." Mo Chengyu wanted to say something more, but seeing that Shui Qing seemed unwilling to continue the conversation, he had no choice but to change the subject. He actually hadn't revealed everything. The longer the poison remained in her body, the more damage her body would suffer, even after the poison was cured. It wouldn't be enough for one or two men to satisfy that astonishing burning desire.

Shui Qing lowered her head and remained silent. Two forces were pulling at her heart: one wanted her to recover her health quickly, and the other wanted her to live and die with Sima Yuan. As of now, whether to cure it or not remained an unsolvable problem.

"No matter what, at least let me alleviate your symptoms first, otherwise, I'm worried you won't make it through this full moon." Every time Mo Chengyu brought up this issue, Shui Qing's response was silence. He knew her stubborn personality, but her body was hers; if she truly wouldn't cooperate, even his miraculous medical skills would be useless.

Shui Qing nodded, knowing that the poison in her body would turn her into a woman who only craved carnal desires, but she still hesitated. These past few days, after calming down and thinking it over, although the poison might have been transmitted to her through Sima Yuan, according to her second senior brother, if the poison was in a woman, as long as she didn't have intercourse with a man, she would never experience its effects.

Therefore, she couldn't help but speculate that one of the reasons Sima Yuan was poisoned was that she had already been poisoned by someone else. As for who poisoned him, finding the cause now was pointless, but the imperial physicians' speculation that the poison in Sima Yuan's body was because of her was indeed not without reason.

Regardless of the reason, the facts are undeniable. Now, all she can do is wait—wait for news of Brother Mu, wait for Sima Yuan to wake up, wait for another cruel fate.

"Ah..." Shui Qing tossed and turned in bed, a feverish heat making her restless. Her watery eyes gazed at the moonlight outside the window, realizing it was the fifteenth of the month. No wonder her body was reacting so badly.

The bright moonlight shone through the half-open window onto the bed. Shui Qing, dressed in a white undergarment, tugged at her clothes and panties with her soft, boneless hands. Her small hands caressed her bodice embroidered with large red peonies, kneading her full breasts through the fabric. Her other hand slipped inside her panties, flicking at the clitoris hidden among the thick pubic hair.

She had only been doing this a few times when she noticed a large amount of nectar flowing from her flower-like opening. Her small hands were instantly covered in the clear, sticky fluid. The more she did this, the emptier she felt, wanting more to fill the void. Her slender fingers parted her pink labia and slowly inserted themselves into her opening.

The feeling of being slightly filled made Shui Qing's hazy eyes radiate a languid, satisfied expression. Her small mouth parted slightly, uttering an alluring moan. Her erect nipples rubbed against her silk bodice, and the tingling pleasure made her unsatisfied. She tore open a corner of the bodice, revealing a round, snow-white breast. Her slender fingers gently pinched and twisted the small red nipple at the tip.

The intoxicating stimulation from above and below made Shui Qing writhe helplessly. Although it alleviated the inexplicable heat in her body, a more intense desire rose from deeper within, gradually burning away her reason.

The more she desired satisfaction, the more intensely her small hands moved, her moans growing more seductive with each passing moment, and the frequency of her hip movements increasing. Her hands mimicked Sima Yuan's actions, and as the pleasure intensified, the speed of her thrusts increased, her fingers teasing every sensitive spot inside her flower-like opening.

The pressure she applied to her nipples grew stronger, and she lost track of how long she played with her body. Suddenly, her vision cleared, and with a long, seductive cry, her body trembled as she released her first orgasm of the day.

When the intense pleasure subsided, Shui Qing, panting, realized that she had been thinking of Sima Yuan while caressing her body, achieving a degree of solace in a masturbation that, while not entirely satisfying, offered some relief from the intense heat.

☆、68. Stealing Fragrance in the Middle of the Night (Minor)

"Haa...haa..." Shui Qing gasped, feeling incredibly ashamed. She hadn't expected to reach orgasm by touching her own body. Her already tired mind, after the intense baptism of passion, made her feel drowsy. Her small hands remained in the same place, her beautiful eyes closed, her breathing gradually becoming calm and steady.

That night, Shui Qing woke up groggily in her sleep, finding her body alternating between cool and hot, and feeling a strange itching sensation gently caressing her delicate skin.

"Hmm...go away..." Shui Qing closed her eyes, unconsciously waving her small hands to try and push this annoying thing away, but no matter how she waved her arms, this annoying thing could evade her path and continued to playfully caress her body.

No matter what, Shui Qing couldn't escape this endless cycle. Just as she was about to protest, she found that the force suddenly disappeared from her body, returning her to her original calm state. She couldn't help but smile, comfortably turning to her side, hugging a corner of the quilt, her long, snow-white legs tucked between the quilt, her little face nestled in the sun-scented quilt, rubbing against it, finding a comfortable angle, grumbling a few times, and then falling into a deep sleep again.

Unfortunately, less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Shui Qing felt a coolness on her back. Although it was autumn, the nights were still slightly chilly. She didn't like to wear too many clothes to bed, at most a tube top and underpants. To avoid catching a cold, she would always have someone keep a small fire burning to maintain a certain temperature in the room. Little did she know that her actions would give some unscrupulous people an advantage.

Gu Jingtang sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes burning with passion. Seeing her childlike, innocent sleeping face, and the slight furrow in her brow when disturbed, a strange tenderness filled his heart, which he thought had dried up. Since Shui Qing left him, he hadn't been able to live a good life. Every day he thought of her charm, her sweetness, her gentleness, her smile, and the immense satisfaction she brought him. Although his initial intentions were malicious, he hadn't expected that a reborn soul would gradually make him fall for her in their repeated interactions.

He knew his actions had caused her irreparable harm, yet he was willing to spend countless lifetimes by her side, slowly erasing the scars he had inflicted. But fate wouldn't give him that chance. Shui Qing's amnesia and departure forced him to let go. At first, he thought time could erase his longing and feelings for her, but things didn't go as planned. He became even more obsessed with her, and now she had become an addiction he couldn't break free of.

Since he couldn't break free from her, he decided not to try so hard to shut her out of his heart. Having come to this realization, he began to silently observe Shui Qing's every move from the shadows. When he saw Sima Yuan cherish Shui Qing like a precious jewel, he couldn't help but think that he would treat her even better if he were her. When he saw how Sima Yuan loved Shui Qing at night, and heard those alluring moans—not because of him—he unconsciously clenched his fists, suppressing the urge to rush forward, forcing himself to listen to and watch this heartbreaking scene.

Although he knew that Mu Yi had ulterior motives in insisting that Shui Qing stay by Sima Yuan's side, he also knew that Sima Yuan truly loved Shui Qing. Otherwise, he would have already taken Shui Qing away from the prince's residence, hiding her in a place where no one could find them, living a life just for the two of them.

Life is like the wind and clouds; one moment calm, the next a raging storm. When he learned that Sima Yuan had been poisoned and Shui Qing was imprisoned, he planned to secretly take her away from the prison on a dark and stormy night. The

night before he was supposed to carry out his plan, he heard that Shui Qing had disappeared. At the time, he thought that some discontented elements from the South China Sea Kingdom had taken advantage of Sima Yuan's unconsciousness to secretly eliminate a source of instability.

The thought that Shui Qing might not be alive filled him with a strange emptiness and regret. Avoiding unnecessary attention, he went alone to the cell where Shui Qing was imprisoned, originally intending to find a clue. Unexpectedly, he discovered that Shui Qing's disappearance was related to Mu Yi. At this moment, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart. He traced Mu Yi's recent whereabouts and found that he had taken her to a private residence that Mu Yi had secretly purchased many years ago.

Mu Yi, of course, was also aware of his actions. Upon arriving at his residence, Mu Yi immediately noticed him and had a sincere talk with him for a while. The two reached a consensus: Shui Qing had to cut ties with her past relationships, so he could only watch over her silently from the shadows without disturbing her. Mu Yi also assured him that as long as she was under his protection, he would ensure her safety.

The two men made a pact. At first, Gu Jingtang kept his word, watching her silently from the shadows. But as time passed, hearing her seductive moans at night due to the poison's effects, a burning desire surged within him. To avoid worsening Shui Qing's condition, he suppressed the urge to reveal himself, relieving himself alone while listening to her moans.

However, today, for some reason, he let himself come to her bedside, merely wanting to get closer and understand her longing. He never expected to witness such a rousing scene of masturbation. Unable to suppress his impulse, he gently caressed her half-naked body, not realizing he would wake her. In desperation, he sprinkled a harmless sleeping potion on her, causing her to fall asleep once more.

He thought this would resolve the crisis, but the next moment he saw Shui Qing roll over, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white back. The thin rope around her neck seemed to be slipping off, tempting him to untie it. One nipple peeked out from her half-fallen bra, slowly hardening in the cool air, swaying gently with her breath.

Her underpants, having been caressed, had also slipped down to her buttocks, revealing her rounded buttocks and beautiful cleft, still glistening with freshly dripping nectar. Under the moonlight, it reflected a glistening sheen, carrying a faint, sensual scent, like the alluring aroma of a ripe peach.

Seeing this captivating sight, Gu Jingtang swallowed hard. His large hand, which had initially intended to stop her, inexplicably couldn't control itself, once again plunging onto her alluring body. This time, he had lost all reason and self-control; only one thought occupied his mind: to possess her!

☆、69. My Master is a Flower Thief (?)

His large hand slowly moved down from her slender neck, following the beautiful curve of her back to her pink buttocks. His fingers slid across the deep crevice between her legs, picking up a clear, sticky fluid. Gu Jingtang stared fascinated at the honey on his fingers, then put it in his mouth to taste. Sure enough, as he had expected, it tasted almost the same as before. No! It should be said that it had become even more aphrodisiac, even sweeter.

Compared to her delicate snow-white skin, the rough large hand certainly felt a little uncomfortable, but it brought Shui Qing a strange itch, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly in her sleep. She twisted her slender waist, buried her head under the quilt, and moved her little bottom outwards.

Gu Jingtang chuckled at Shui Qing's adorable, albeit superficial, attempt to seduce him. Although her tender little buds were hidden under the quilt, they were pushing their most alluring parts further into his lap. He couldn't tell if the little girl was truly asleep or just pretending to be, indulging in seduction.

He extended his middle finger and moved it along her cleft between her legs. Using the sticky nectar, he easily touched the crevice between her pink labia. He gently slid his finger along the crevice, and after a few strokes, he noticed a large amount of nectar seeping out, instantly wetting his finger and palm. When his fingertip touched her clitoris, he could clearly see the labia reflexively contract.

Although it hadn't yet been inserted into her flower-like opening, she could easily feel how wanton her labia were. Even the slightest friction of a long object could cause waves of contractions and suction. The thought of inserting her own member inside made her vaginal canal clench tightly, while her labia kissed the thick shaft with equal fervor. Without experiencing it firsthand, one couldn't know the exquisite, intoxicating pleasure it offered.

The man's caresses made Shui Qing unconsciously murmur, her buttocks swaying beautifully with each touch. Any man would be captivated by this sight. Of course, Gu Jingtang was a normal man, and one who deeply loved Shui Qing. Seeing this invitation, his massive member was already painfully hard; even without getting close, the astonishing bulge between her legs was clearly visible.

With his other free hand, Gu Jingtang gently pulled down the underpants that were half-hanging between her buttocks. As her snow-white skin was gradually revealed, his burning gaze intensified. When he saw the deep, moist valley between her legs, he let out a low gasp, quickly lifted the hem of his outer garment, lay down on the bed, pressed his chest against her snow-white back, pulled down his pants, took out his purplish-red member, supported it with one hand, and lifted one of her long legs with the other, aiming it at the entrance of her flower cave. With a forceful thrust of his hips, he roughly inserted his penis into the prepared wet cave.

Upon insertion, he found that the little hole was wet and warm, and the strong contractions made every inch of his penis feel squeezed. He had originally thought that after so many years of sexual experience, her little hole would be somewhat unsatisfactory, but he never expected it to be even tighter and smaller than he remembered.

Before she could react, his body automatically thrust back and forth, wildly penetrating her long-missed flower path. Each thrust of his penis was faster and more intense than the last. The woman beneath him initially showed no reaction, but her flower cave spontaneously secreted copious amounts of nectar. As the thrusting continued, the woman, lost in reverie, began to slowly awaken, her cherry-like lips emitting muffled moans and gasps.

Gu Jingtang was very satisfied with Shui Qing's reaction; it meant her body still remembered him, which was why she accepted him so naturally, emitting alluring gasps and moans with his thrusts.

Shui Qing's mind was hazy, mistakenly believing she was still asleep. She only knew that the emptiness she had felt had suddenly filled up, her legs filled with a thick, hard penis, pounding against her vulva like a pestle, bringing her wave after wave of ecstasy, as if she had entered a fairyland, taking her to the clouds.

"Mmm... harder... ah... so good... mmm... good brother... ah... give me more... mmm... ah..." Shui Qing thought she was having a wet dream. In the dream, she became more open and less secretive about her desires for men. Her small mouth panted, wanting more, and her small hands went to the part where the two were joined. Her delicate fingers caressed her swollen clitoris, making her vagina produce more nectar. With the man's thrusting, she experienced the most wonderful taste in the world again and again.

"You little slut, do you like being fucked by men? Tell me! Who is the man fucking your slutty little hole right now?" Gu Jingtang stopped thrusting, his large hand wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her towards him. He opened his mouth and bit her round earlobe, asking in a somewhat resentful tone. The "good brother" she called out might be Sima Yuan. After all, in the past year and a half, he had been her only man. Although she might not have been thinking of Sima Yuan in her heart, she would definitely be calling him by name. However, the man inside her now was not Sima Yuan, but him—Gu Jingtang. She couldn't allow her body and mind to be without him.

"Mmm... good brother, don't stop... ah... move faster... haa... mmm..." Shui Qing's rising desire was abruptly cut off. This feeling of helplessness, hanging in mid-air, was definitely a great torment, especially since she knew she was about to climax. Stopping just a moment ago was nothing short of torture.

"Tell me! Who gave you the most ecstatic feeling? Who can make you feel like you're flying to heaven?" Gu Jingtang suppressed his urge to thrust, pressing his large hand on Shui Qing's flat stomach, not giving her any chance to twist, determined to get the answer from her.

"Mmm...I hate it...Ah...You're Qing'er's good brother...Ah ah...Move faster...Ah...Put it in hard and break me...Mmm ah...Ah ah..." Although Shui Qing was suppressed and there was less stimulation in some parts due to the lack of friction from twisting her waist, her little hole still contracted forcefully. Her slender fingers still managed to sneak into the already tightly closed joint, mimicking the rhythm the man had just moved, swallowing and spitting out her fingers.

"Damn it!" Gu Jingtang cursed in exasperation. He never expected that she would actually use her hand to squeeze into the already tight vaginal canal. As her fingers were inserted, they rubbed against his penis, and her smooth little hand unconsciously touched the sensitive parts of his penis.

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