[Urban] Passion, Infatuation (Complete) - 10-12

☆、70. Mu Yi Returns (?)

To avoid ejaculating at this moment, Gu Jingtang quickly tightened his abdomen, closed his seminal vesicles, pulled away her mischievous little hands, and lowered his head to suck heavily on her slender shoulders and neck.

"Ah...it hurts..." Shui Qing pouted her red lips and protested coquettishly, her body twisting and turning to resist the man's malice. Although the biting force was somewhat painful, it also brought her a different kind of inexplicable stimulation and pleasure.

Her soft and tender voice, to a man whose desire had not yet been fully satisfied, was like adding fuel to the fire. Especially since there was the same pleasure as thrusting in her soft and tight little hole, it could only be said that the woman in front of him had a rare and wonderful hole that could drive any man in the world crazy.

Gu Jingtang didn't care about hearing the answer he wanted. He pressed down on his originally flat abdomen with one hand, got up and made Shui Qing lie face down on the bed, her pink buttocks raised high, and resumed the rhythm that had not been completed before.

"Ah...don't do it again..." Shui Qing had woken up a while earlier, but her mind was still hazy. She only knew that her body was being filled by a thick and hard male organ. But when the man turned her over, even someone who could sleep soundly until the sky fell couldn't fall back asleep.

Now that her mind was much clearer, she turned her head and realized that the person inside her was her long-lost master. This taboo, which violated ethics, made her resist fiercely. She twisted her body and said, "Master...um...no...ah...stop...ah...stop...um...we can't...ah...like this...um...this is wrong...ah..."

"Ah...you little slut, are you twisting like this because you want me to thrust harder?" Gu Jingtang wrapped his arms around her slender waist, restraining her body that wanted to escape, making her retreat instead of advance, and thrusting her even harder against his crotch.

"No... Ah... Master... Hmm... We're like this... Ahh... No... Ah... So deep... So thick... Ahh... This isn't right... Hmm... Master, please let me go... Hmm... Ah..." Although Shui Qing had no memory of what happened before, she knew that she should respect and obey a man who was both a father and a teacher. However, their current behavior was completely against propriety, and her master's actions were tantamount to raping a woman. This behavior was nothing like the master's personality that her three senior brothers had described.

Before, she hadn't felt any fear or desire to escape from her master, but now she felt a strange sense of shame. Her previous relationship with Sima Yuan was a necessary part of Brother Mu's plan. She forced herself to look at Sima Yuan's portrait to get into the mood as soon as possible. Her relationship with Brother Mu was voluntary, not like now, where her body was controlled by a man, allowing him to act violently on her and leave unclean marks.

"Waaah... Master... Waaah... No... Waaah..." Shui Qing realized she couldn't break free at all. Finally, unable to bear the humiliation of being violated, she stopped struggling and began to sob helplessly.

Gu Jingtang noticed that she had stopped struggling, half-accepting and half-giving in, letting him do as he pleased. He hadn't expected to hear her heart-wrenching sobs. He stopped thrusting his hips, put his large hands around her slender waist, sat on the bed, and laid her on his lap

. He gently patted her snowy back and softly comforted her, saying, "Qing'er, don't cry." Hearing the gentle comfort, Shui Qing couldn't help but feel even more grief. To prevent Gu Jingtang from hearing her sobs, she bit her lower lip hard, and large tears streamed down her bright eyes. Her pitiful appearance made Gu Jingtang realize that his actions were utterly heinous and unforgivable.

"Sigh... I won't be dramatic anymore. Don't cry anymore, or your pretty little face will turn into a wrinkled bun." Gu Jingtang wiped away Shui Qing's tears with his sleeve while comforting her. In all his years of life, this was the first time he realized that a woman's tears were the greatest punishment. Seeing her tears welling up made him feel like Sun Wukong couldn't escape the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain.

However, no matter how Gu Jingtang comforted her, Shui Qing couldn't stop crying. After sobbing for a while, she suddenly heard a soft knock on the door, followed by a familiar and languid male voice saying, "Shui'er, what's wrong? Why are you still crying in the middle of the night? May I come in?"

Upon hearing the familiar male voice, Shui Qing instantly stopped crying and happily blinked her big eyes towards the source of the voice. Suddenly, she realized that she was currently sitting half-naked on top of her master. No matter what, she absolutely couldn't let Brother Mu find out about her incestuous relationship with her master. She didn't want to be seen as a lewd woman, so she quickly cried out, "Brother Mu, Shui'er is fine! Shui'er just had a nightmare and was woken up by it."

"Really?" Mu Yi's tone was half-believing, half-doubting. He had been away for several days to handle some matters, and after finally resolving them, he rushed back without even going to his own room, heading straight for hers. He had barely reached the door when he heard Shui Qing crying inside. Hearing that she had a nightmare, he naturally wanted to go in and check on her.

"Really! Brother Mu rushed back all night; you must be tired. Get some rest. Shui'er will keep Brother Mu company tomorrow, okay?" Shui Qing said quickly, stubbornly refusing to let Mu Yi into the room.

Mu Yi felt that Shui Qing's attempt to cover up her feelings was suspicious. Before, no matter how much he wanted to leave, she would cling to him and refuse to let him go. Logically, given her personality, she should have been too excited to sleep after his journey today, rushing to open the door instead of trying to drive him away now.

Not exposing Shui Qing's little trick, Mu Yi replied calmly, "Well, since Shui'er says so, then I'll come see you again tomorrow. Get some rest. If you really can't fall asleep, you can send someone to wake me."

"Okay. Brother Mu, get some rest. Tomorrow, Shui'er will definitely pester you until you're annoyed." Hearing Mu Yi's words, Shui Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Her last sentence was spoken in a coquettish tone, which sounded very unpleasant to Gu Jingtang.

Gu Jingtang glared at the person outside the door, a strange anger rising within him. Shui Qing's attitude made him feel like a lover who couldn't be seen in public. He narrowed his sharp eyes in frustration, a comparative mindset arising in his heart

. He grabbed her slender waist, lifted her up, and then pressed her down heavily. The sudden, deep thrust made Shui Qing let out a soft, seductive moan. This sound elicited different reactions from the two men inside and outside the room.

☆、71. Caught in the

act of adultery, Shui Qing quickly covered her mouth as she moaned. However, it was too late; those who should and shouldn't have heard her seductive cries hadn't missed them.

Mu Yi had just turned around when Shui Qing's alluring moans struck his heart. Resisting the urge to burst in, he stood outside the door, feigning composure, and asked, "Shui'er, are you really alright?"

"N-nothing..." Shui Qing shouted loudly at the person outside the door, glaring fiercely at the man behind her. This man had no good intentions; he hadn't considered the trouble his actions would bring to her and him. "Ugh...stop it now!"

"Hmph!" Gu Jingtang grunted, but upon hearing Shui Qing's words, he didn't stop his thrusting at all. Instead, he deliberately increased the force of his thrusts, causing her to cover her mouth and moan softly again.

Mu Yi listened intently and heard muffled groans from a woman and heavy breathing from a man coming from Shui Qing's room. What he found most unbearable was the slurring sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

"Shui'er, open the door! I know there's someone else in your room!" Mu Yi's bloodshot eyes glared at the door, as if doing so would remove any obstacle in his way.

"Ugh...no, no one...um...it's just me..." Shui Qing's words were broken by the man's forceful thrusts, but to Mu Yi, it sounded like a lie to cover up the lecherous man inside.

Mu Yi realized that the usually obedient Shui Qing was lying for a man. Enraged, he pounded on the door, shouting, "Shui'er, don't make me say it again! Open the door!"

"Really...no..." Shui Qing shook her head vigorously in denial. Why were these two men still forcing her at a time like this? One was the man she loved, and the other was the man she respected. Although she was being raped by her master, she didn't know why, but she didn't want anyone else to hurt her master, not even her beloved Brother Mu.

"Damn it!" Mu Yi kicked the sturdy door open, easily breaking it into several planks. He strode into the room and saw two figures moving rhythmically behind the screen in front of the bed. Although he couldn't see who they were, he could clearly hear her seductive moans. He didn't even bother to go around the screen and pushed it down with his hand.

The heavy screen crashed to the ground with a loud thud, attracting the attention of the sleeping servants. The commotion outside quickly drew them to Shui Qing's room. When they saw the door shattered into pieces, they were about to rush in with their weapons to catch the thief when Mu Yi shouted angrily, ordering them to retreat. Recognizing their master's voice, the servants knew he was the long-absent thief and sensed the rage in his tone. One by one, they shrugged and left Shui Qing's room, returning to their own rooms to pull up their blankets and continue sleeping.

Mu Yi squinted. On his meticulously arranged bed sat two people: his woman and his brother. It seemed they hadn't continued their marital relations while he was entering the room.

"Brother Mu… ah… don't look… um… please leave… ah…" Shui Qing bit her lip hard. He was the last person she wanted to see this, but why did fate have to play such a cruel trick on her, forcing him to discover her sordid side?

Gu Jingtang looked at the man standing before him. Although they were brothers, there wasn't much affection between them. What started as a conflict of interest had now turned into a tangled mess of love, a knot that only grew more complicated the more he tried to untangle it. He had initially clung to life only for revenge, but now someone else had entered his heart. For her, he had killed his own child and extinguished her love for him. He had initially thought separation was the best outcome, but his travels had allowed him to see his own heart more clearly.

He had endured long enough. This time, no matter what Mu Yi said, he wouldn't let go of the hand he held in his beloved woman's. He thrust forcefully, whispering in Shui Qing's ear, "Qing'er, now he knows. You can shout it out loud without worry!" "

No… ah… Master, no… um…" Shui Qing looked at Mu Yi with hazy, seductive eyes, her small mouth pleading with Gu Jingtang. She was already in such a state; why force her to continue moaning in shame before him?

Hearing Shui Qing's final struggle, Gu Jingtang roughly ripped off the strapless bra hanging precariously from her chest, revealing two snow-white, round breasts that swayed beautifully with his movements.

"Ah!" Shui Qing exclaimed, quickly covering her chest with her small hands. Her beautiful eyes, brimming with tears, looked innocently and helplessly at Mu Yi, hoping to see a glimmer of hope in his eyes. But she only saw contempt in the man's eyes. She pleaded softly, "Brother Mu, don't look at me like that... ah... isn't Shui'er... um... no longer worthy to... ah... stay by Brother Mu's side... ah ah..."

Hearing Shui Qing's humble pleading, Gu Jingtang not only didn't stop... The thrusting motions inside her only spread her legs wider, turning her face towards Mu Yi, her joined genitals brazenly displayed before him. One large hand pulled aside the small hands covering her beautiful breasts, squeezing one nipple forcefully, while he gently bit her round, jade-like ear, saying, "Qing'er, I've got you. Don't be afraid." Gu Jingtang's

words didn't offer much comfort to Shui Qing; instead, they caused the tears she had managed to hold back to well up again. She looked at Mu Yi, sobbing softly.

This time, Gu Jingtang didn't stop thrusting to comfort her as before. Instead, it was as if he were issuing a territorial warning to another hunter, continuing his provocative actions to let Mu Yi know that even though Shui Qing had been abandoned by him, he was still her safe haven, ready to welcome her back.

"Why haven't I seen you put up any resistance since I came in?" Mu Yi gritted his teeth and growled, "Can't you ever be without a man for even a day?"

"Brother Mu..." Shui Qing couldn't believe Mu Yi would say such a thing. She wanted to resist, she wanted to break free, but unfortunately, her strength was no match for her master, and her body, due to the poisoning, was unable to resist the man's caresses on this full moon night.

He should know her physical condition and her feelings, so why did he say such hurtful words!

☆, 72. Master, no! (?)

Gu Jingtang had long been aware of Mu Yi's coldness, but he never expected that he could speak so coldly to a woman who had given her heart and soul to him. He could feel her trembling inside her, knowing that this man had truly hurt her. He tenderly slowed his thrusts, gently patting her chest with his large hand, and whispered in her ear, "Qing'er, don't worry about someone like him. It's not too late to know his heart. Go find someone worthy of your love." Like me, Gu Jingtang silently added in his heart. He wasn't sure Shui Qing would listen to anything

he said now, but he was confident that given more time, he could definitely win her heart back. Shui Qing leaned weakly against Gu Jingtang. She understood his words perfectly, but how could she easily take back a heart that had already been given away? Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many men and women in this world heartbroken and suffering for love. Looking into Mu Yi's eyes, she spoke again softly, confirming, "Brother Mu, do you really not understand my heart?"

"It's you who doesn't understand. What I want in this world isn't a woman who loves me, but a woman who can bring me benefits. I've already warned you before, your body shouldn't be given away lightly unless absolutely necessary. I want a woman of value, not a harlot who sleeps with a thousand men." Mu Yi looked at her coldly, his gaze as if he were looking at something filthy, instantly extinguishing any glimmer of hope Shui Qing had.

Hearing Mu Yi's words, Shui Qing froze like a puppet with its strings cut, unable to react even to Gu Jingtang's actions. He quickly withdrew from her body and laid her flat on the bed. Her unfocused eyes had lost their former luster, like someone about to die. Gu Jingtang was terrified, gently patting her cheeks, trying to awaken her consciousness.

After a while, Shui Qing's gaze finally focused. Looking at Gu Jingtang's anxious expression, she was a little confused and asked with a hint of doubt, "Master?"

"Qing'er, it's good that you're alright!" Gu Jingtang was afraid of losing her again, so he hugged her tightly with his strong arms.

In Gu Jingtang's arms, Shui Qing turned her gaze to Mu Yi, looking at his face. She slowly recalled what had just happened, her beautiful eyes narrowing. She wrapped her small arms around Gu Jingtang's body, rubbing her legs against his. Her pink lips uttered a seductive voice, "Master, hold me."

Shui Qing's sudden change stirred different ripples in the hearts of the two men. Mu Yi, of course, knew that part of Shui Qing's behavior was a display of her temper. His face darkened as he said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Since the Second Prince considers Shui Qing a wanton woman who has slept with a thousand men, how can Shui Qing not live up to the Second Prince's cultivation of her if she doesn't confirm this?" Shui Qing's tone was gentle, but every word was barbed. Since he didn't know how to cherish her, there was no need for her to dwell on the guilt of having relations with other men.

"Qing'er's little hole wants Master so much..." Shui Qing murmured sweetly, one small hand hooking around Gu Jingtang's neck, the other hand gently grasping his still erect and hot member, sliding back and forth in the crevice of her flower hole.

With a beauty in his arms, extending a passionate invitation, even a man as virtuous as Liu Xiahui could not resist. Moreover, the most vulnerable yet most powerful part of a man was being rubbed against the outside of Shui Ze Lian Cave. The desire that had just been unresolved was aroused once again. Gu Jingtang kissed Shui Qing's pink lips forcefully, and said in a hoarse voice, "You little vixen, you've set me on a fire like this. You'll have to help me put it out properly later." After saying that, he thrust hard, inserting his huge, fiery member heavily into her little hole, and began to pump wildly.

"Ah... Master, it's so big... um... hurry up and tear Qing'er's little hole apart... um... so good... ah... so deep... um... so numb... oh... hitting the G-spot... um... ah..." Shui Qing tried hard to spread her legs so that Gu Jingtang could thrust into her uterus again and again. The tingling, passionate pleasure made her unable to stop moaning. Her small hands caressed her two full breasts, which were swaying from side to side from the impact, and kneaded them hard. Her fingers even pinched the hard little berries on them, pulling them into a beautiful shape.

Although Gu Jingtang was happy that Shui Qing accepted him, he also knew that her change was because of Mu Yi, and he also knew that the reason she did this was to retaliate against Mu Yi's coldness and ruthlessness. But love is like a battlefield, and he would try his best to fight for any situation that was in his favor.

To help Shui Qing achieve her goal, and to demonstrate his victory, Gu Jingtang thrust forcefully into her sensitive vagina, looking at Mu Yi and saying, "Oh... Qing'er's vagina is so tight, so wet... Shout louder! Let him know who made you moan so lewdly, let him know who made you feel so ecstatic."

"Ah... it's Master... um... so good... ah... um ah... Master, you're hurting Qing'er so hard... ah... ah... Master, you're so strong... ah ah... this is the first time Qing'er has felt so good..." Shui Qing discovered that after letting go, she could find the greatest pleasure in lovemaking, indulging in the frenzy of lust. Her original worries and troubles disappeared, and she wholeheartedly pursued the most wonderful and ecstatic pleasure in the world.

Just as Shui Qing was about to reach her climax, Gu Jingtang stopped thrusting, turned Shui Qing over, made her kneel on the bed with her hands and feet, spread her pink buttocks apart with his large hands, and thrust into her from behind without hesitation.

Shui Qing let out a long moan. This position, resembling animal mating, was shameful, but the male penis could penetrate different parts of her vaginal canal, bringing her more pleasure. However, the repeated blows to her sensitive spot were too intense, and she couldn't help but beg for mercy in a soft voice, "Ah... Master, no... Ahh... Not there..."

"Where is Master not good? Since you think Master is not good enough, then Master must work harder to let Qing'er know that Master is not bad!" Gu Jingtang asked, feigning anger, and maliciously continued to thrust into her most unbearable spot, just to hear her begging for mercy under his crotch.

"Ahh... Master... Ah... Spare Qing'er... Ahh... Don't hit there anymore... Ah... Qing'er will die... Ahh..." Shui Qing struggled forward, but the man behind her showed no mercy, instead thrusting deeper and harder.

☆, 73. Master, spare me!

"Qing'er will only be driven to ecstasy by my penetration... Oh... Squeeze me tight! Feel me! Qing'er will know how much I love you!" Gu Jingtang, like a storm, stirred up a huge wave in her little hole. The harder he thrust, the more seductive her cries became; the deeper he penetrated, the more wanton she swayed.

Such a woman, so wanton to the bone, possessed a little hole that could drive any man wild. Gu Jingtang wished he could imprison her, to make love to her day and night, even if it meant abandoning everything and indulging in the most forbidden world of carnal desire, he would have no regrets.

"Ah... Master... Hmm... Ah... Ah..." Shui Qing could only let out intermittent moans. She knew that her body and mind were out of sync. She was supposed not to let out such lewd moans, but her little mouth involuntarily let them out. She wanted to relax her body to reduce excessive friction, but she didn't expect her little hole to disobey her and forcefully suck in that hot, thick thing.

"Qing'er, you little glutton, you've been inside me for so long, your little hole is sucking harder and harder... Oh... it's making Master almost cum..." Gu Jingtang felt all his energy concentrated in his crotch. The more he thrust, the more he couldn't stop. His movements became faster and faster. The speed of his penis going in and out was almost invisible, but the rapid slapping sounds and the squelching sounds showed how intensely they wanted each other.

"Master is so good... um... Qing'er is about to be fucked to death... Oh... too hard... ah... my little hole is about to be broken by Master... ah... um..." Shui Qing's reason was overwhelmed by pleasure. She only knew how to shout out her desires. With each act of lovemaking with the man, her body had become sensitive and wanton. Although she knew it was wrong, she was still unable to extricate herself from the blissful pleasure.

"It's indestructible! Qing'er's little cunt is leaking so much water, it grips me tightly every time I insert it, and it still sucks me in even when I pull it out, oh... how can it feel so good... Qing'er... Qing'er..." The more intensely her cunt contracted, the more Gu Jingtang knew that Shui Qing was about to reach her climax. In order to enter the hall of bliss together, he thrust his penis faster and faster.

"Ah ah... almost there... ah ah ah..." Just before reaching her climax, Shui Qing arched her body and trembled violently. With a long cry, she tensed her body and reached her climax under the man's frenzied thrusting. She gasped for breath, her upper body lying limply on the bed. Her cute little fleshy buttocks were still raised high under the man's control and swayed with his rhythm. She was covered in fragrant sweat and panting. Every inch of her skin exuded a sweet scent because of passion. Although it was in a spacious room, the rich, erotic fragrance filled the air and lingered for a long time.

Mu Yi stood silently by the bed, watching the two people on it make love passionately until the passion subsided. Although they were only a step apart, the contrast between their hot and cold expressions created an eerie atmosphere in the room. Gu Jingtang had long harbored resentment towards Mu Yi. Their initial agreement was merely because he had nothing left to live for; in his final moments, he wanted to rebel against the injustices of the world.

Shui Qing's appearance had completely changed him, giving him a new purpose in life. He truly regretted the deal he made with Mu Yi. If he could choose again, he would definitely hold her hand tightly. And now, this situation presented him with another chance to win Shui Qing's heart.

After a long while, Gu Jingtang gently carried the limp Shui Qing to the bed, covered her tightly with a blanket, not revealing a single inch of her skin. He patted the fabric lightly with his large hand, his tender eyes gazing at the satisfied expression on his beloved woman's face. Only after her breathing became heavy did he slowly speak, "Dear brother, did you hear what Qing'er said just now? Now, you can leave. I'll take care of her."

Mu Yi, having witnessed a passionate love scene, remained calm. Hearing Gu Jingtang's provocative tone, his sword-like eyebrows involuntarily rose, and he sneered, "If you want to take care of her, you'll have to see if Sima Yuan is willing." His younger brother, already deeply entangled in love, had become cowardly and disobedient. Letting him continue to stay by Shui Qing's side would only ruin things.

Gu Jingtang smiled contemptuously and said, "A man with one foot in the coffin has no right to this."

"Once I send Shui Qing back to Sima Yuan's side, you'll know whether you have the right or not," Mu Yi said coldly. If Sima Yuan didn't still have value, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths these past few days to find a way to cure him of the poison.

Gu Jingtang sensed the implication in Mu Yi's words and frowned, asking, "Could it be that Sima Yuan has already woken up?"

"Sort of." Mu Yi didn't want to elaborate, after all, knowing some things isn't necessarily better than not knowing. Although Sima Yuan was awake, the poison was only half cured, and his desire for women had become even stronger. Although he didn't have many beauties in his harem, it was enough to keep these women in bed every day.

"It sounds like Sima Yuan is just clinging to life," Gu Jingtang said in a voice that wouldn't wake Shui Qing, scooping up a handful of soft black silk and gently spreading it over her fair and delicate cheeks, his eyes filled with tenderness as he admired her sleeping beauty.

"Regardless, I will send Shui Qing back to Sima Yuan's side tomorrow." Mu Yi stood with his hands behind his back, solemnly reminding him, "Today, I'll let you be presumptuous this once. Don't let me see you behave like this again."

"Hmph!" Gu Jingtang didn't take Mu Yi's threat to heart at all. Anyway, his Qing'er was already utterly disappointed in Mu Yi, and now was the best time for him to win her back.

Mu Yi remained silent, his thoughtful gaze sweeping over the two people on the bed, before quietly turning and leaving.

Gu Jingtang watched Mu Yi's dashing departing figure. Sometimes he couldn't understand what Mu Yi was thinking. Sometimes gentle, sometimes cold, sometimes reasonable, sometimes irrational and unreasonable. However, he didn't need to pay too much attention to such a person, because he himself was someone who couldn't be judged by common sense. The two of them were similar in some ways, and he had to admit that they were indeed born of the same father.

Just as Gu Jingtang withdrew his gaze, he suddenly noticed a few stains on the ground out of the corner of his eye. He remembered that these stains hadn't been there before. A thought struck him, and he seemed to understand something. He smiled coldly; it turned out he wasn't the only one who couldn't overcome the obstacle of love. However, these weren't things he cared about. Right now, as long as his beloved was in his arms, that was more precious than any amount of gold or rare jade.

☆, 74. The King's Nightly Favor

"Ah... Your Majesty... Ah... I can't take it anymore... Hmm... Spare me... Ah..." A beautiful, snow-white female body was being pressed down by a man with wheat-colored skin. Both were naked. The man's back was covered in scratches from fingernails, while the woman's body was covered in red and purple bruises, indicating that they had been engaged in a fierce battle for some time.

"You little slut! You're squeezing me so tight I can barely move, and you still say you can't? Watch how I fuck you to death!" The man's expression was calm, but his large hands were forcefully squeezing the woman's full breasts, his eyes, filled with intense lust, were fixed on the woman beneath him, and his lower body was moving wildly, as if he wanted to smash the woman away and shatter her.

"Ah... Your Majesty... Ah... I can't... Ah... Ah... I really can't take it anymore..." The woman wrapped her arms around the man's neck, her legs tightly encircling his strong waist and hips, and although she kept saying she couldn't, her alluring and soft body kept responding to the man's thrusts.

"Can't take it? Then I'll stop." The man smiled wickedly, and as expected, he stopped thrusting and withdrew from the woman's vagina.

"Ah..." The woman gasped for breath as the man stopped thrusting, finally recovering from the passion. But her wet vulva began to feel empty, and she involuntarily swayed her slender waist. One of her snow-white hands reached down to the man's lower abdomen and grasped his thick, hard penis. While holding and rubbing her vulva, she moaned softly, "Ah... Your Majesty, I want you inside... um..."

"Didn't you just ask me to spare you? Why are you getting horny now?" The man's large hand gently teased the outside of her vulva, which was flowing with white, clear fluid, causing the woman to gasp and tremble.

"Ah..." The woman cried out, her foxy eyes filled with lust as she looked at the man on top of her. "It's all because Your Majesty is too valiant, relentlessly taking from me, not letting me catch my breath. How can my body withstand it?"

She had only been in the palace for a few days, and had assumed the king only favored his concubine. However, the day after his coronation, she was imprisoned in a heavily guarded secret chamber. Later, because this concubine was rescued by thieves, the case was dropped.

Fortunately, the second prince of Xiye Kingdom, Mu Yi, was leading an envoy to Nanhai Kingdom for their once-every-five-years exchange, and happened to be there for the king's coronation ceremony. However, upon seeing the king unconscious, the ministers had no choice but to temporarily house the Xiye Kingdom's envoys in Huaqing Palace.

News of the king's poisoning and coma, and the royal physicians' inability to cure him, quickly spread. Upon hearing this, the Second Prince, Mu Yi, remembered that one of his entourage, while not quite a reincarnation of Hua Tuo (a legendary Chinese physician), was a renowned healer in the Western Night Kingdom. He volunteered to help, as the Western Night Kingdom's unique geographical environment fostered the growth of medicinal and poisonous plants and animals, making them more capable of detoxification than the Southern Sea Kingdom.

The Southern Sea Kingdom's officials initially insisted on keeping the Western Night Kingdom out of the picture, but as the king's coma prolonged and the royal physicians exhausted all available methods without improvement, they were forced to relent and ask the Western Night Kingdom for help.

After being treated by the divine physician of the Western Night Kingdom, the king's poison was half cured in no time, and his health gradually returned. After more than ten days, the king was no different from usual. However, there was another hidden aftereffect, unknown to outsiders: although the king's life was saved, the remaining half of the poison caused him to need to favor his concubines every day to alleviate the inexplicable burning sensation surging through his body.

At first, the king's condition gave the concubines in the harem a glimmer of hope. On the one hand, because the king's favorite concubines had been abducted by unknown people, this favor fell to them, which meant that if they could successfully conceive the king's child, they would enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, this was only the beginning. Unexpectedly, the king, already possessing extraordinary talent, could spend days in intimate moments with his concubines, this time using the poison to further enhance his desires and abilities. Some concubines, whether inexperienced or already experienced, were bedridden for days after the king's favor, some even dying from his wild passion.

Ultimately, the king stopped favoring these concubines altogether. After all, he only needed to alleviate the discomfort of the poison, and the death of a concubine would damage the royal family's reputation.

She, however, was able to receive the king's favor every night. Fortunately, she had received guidance from her elder sister, Consort Mi, and had practiced the family's bedroom arts since childhood; otherwise, given the king's brutal and unrestrained lovemaking, she would have suffered the same fate as the previous concubines.

"So now you want me again?" A slight smile appeared on the man's handsome face, seemingly unconcerned about the woman's inconsistent reactions.

"Mmm... Your Majesty..." the woman whimpered, her tone sounding like resistance, but her body language betrayed her desire for the man's penetration.

"Fine! I know! This time, no matter how much Consort Zhen begs for mercy, I won't stop." The man didn't need to hear the woman's promises before thrusting into her again, his hips moving even more frantically than before, pumping in and out of her exquisite flesh.

"Ah... Your Majesty is so good... Mmm... So deep... Oh... Your Majesty is making me feel so good... Ah... I'm about to fly... Ah... Ah..." Consort Zhen moaned loudly, swaying her hips wantonly. With the man's frenzied thrusting, she was eventually in a semi-conscious state, her small mouth only able to utter intermittent moans. Her lower orifice was swollen and muddy, but the only constant was the intoxicating carnal pleasure. As long as it could continue, she would not hesitate to fall into hell.

The man looked down and saw that the black bush covering her vulva had turned snow-white. Such a lewd sight, and the woman's wanton moans, drove him to thrust wildly into her tender orifice. The two bodies intertwined passionately, creating one intoxicating and mesmerizing melody after another.

After an incense stick's time, and after Zhen Fei had climaxed several times, the man finally snapped and thrust deeply into the woman's flower bud, scattering his precious seed into the nurturing field of life.

☆, 75.

After their lovemaking, Sima Yuan, catching his breath, withdrew from Zhen Fei's body without hesitation, rolled over, and lay on his back on the bed, looking refreshed and seemingly unaffected by the recent carnal pleasure. The

lingering afterglow left Zhen Fei weak and panting, finally regaining some strength. She turned to her side, looked at Sima Yuan's handsome face, and couldn't help but blush.

The Sima family's good looks were renowned throughout the South China Sea Kingdom, and the Li family was no less so. After all, they were one of the most prominent families in the South China Sea Kingdom, excelling in both politics and economics. For this reason, the family was extremely strict in selecting their descendants. In addition to possessing certain talents, good looks were also indispensable. Thus, after several generations, her generation could be described as blessed by heaven.

Having grown up in an environment of superiority, she was indifferent to appearance. She originally thought that she would see a king similar to the men of the Li family when she entered the palace. Unexpectedly, she was deeply attracted by the king's appearance and temperament. There had never been anyone like him in the family. He had the handsome appearance of a scholar and the strong physique of a warrior. His every move was full of scholarly air, yet his every step contained great strength. Such contradictory qualities should be jarring in one person, but the king was different. He blended the two perfectly, without any sense of disharmony.

"Your Majesty..." Consort Zhen called softly, her tone both charming and respectful. She knew why she was favored, and she knew that the King's heart belonged only to one woman; she—at most, was merely a substitute.

"Hmm?" Sima Yuan responded indifferently.

"...Does Your Majesty wish to bathe and change?" Consort Zhen wanted to ask what he was thinking, but she feared she would hear an answer she didn't want to hear.

"Very well." Sima Yuan disliked having the scent of others on his body; after each intimate encounter with his concubines, he needed to thoroughly cleanse himself.

"He'er, please have Eunuch Chen prepare; the King wishes to bathe and change." Consort Zhen had barely finished speaking when she heard her personal maid's response and heard a slight commotion outside.

During the wait, Sima Yuan remained silent. What should have been a tender moment of intimacy felt like an insurmountable barrier between them; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch even a corner of the King's heart.

Seeing this, Consort Zhen felt utterly disheartened. Although she knew from the beginning that the King was poisoned and that his heart had already been captured by another woman, she had vowed to protect her heart before entering the palace. After entering, she was driven not by love, but by the power of her family. Fate had played a cruel trick on her. She had thought she had no hope of meeting the man she desired most in her life, but the moment she saw the King, a glimmer of hope rekindled in her seemingly dead heart.

At that moment, she was relieved that the King's favored woman had disappeared, and she knew that the King's condition was special, and the concubines in the harem were no longer able to meet his needs. Her appearance perfectly filled the void left by the King. According to rumors among the eunuchs and maids, the King spent more time and effort on her than on any other concubine. Until the King's other concubine was found, she was the most likely candidate to become his new favorite.

For this, she was overjoyed for several days. However, as the king's visits increased, she became increasingly uncertain. The king's passion, his wildness, his indifference, his detachment—she couldn't fathom what this man was thinking. Perhaps the heart of an emperor was unfathomable, or perhaps his heart had vanished into the depths of the palace with that woman.

Regardless, she was now by the king's side. That woman had disappeared for some time. Whether she was still alive or not, a royal woman's unexplained disappearance and subsequent recovery would inevitably raise serious questions about her chastity. Even if the king didn't mind, under the pressure of public opinion from the ministers and the harem, the king's concubine would have no place to survive in the palace.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Good news! This is incredibly good news!" Eunuch Chen, losing his composure, rushed in from outside, shouting excitedly.

"What's all the noise about?" Sima Yuan merely glanced at Eunuch Chen indifferently.

"Your Majesty! A messenger from the Imperial Guards just arrived with an urgent report regarding..." Eunuch Chen gave a brief bow of respect to the emperor and hurriedly approached Sima Yuan, whispering a few words in his ear.

Upon hearing Eunuch Chen's words, Sima Yuan abruptly stood up, staring intently at him, and asked again, "Is it true?"

"Your Majesty, I dare not speak presumptuously. I only dared to come and tell Your Majesty this good news after witnessing it with my own eyes." Eunuch Chen had been by the emperor's side for some time, and although he wouldn't say he was intimately familiar with the emperor's personality, he still understood what was important to him.

"Quickly, help me get dressed!" Sima Yuan hurriedly got out of bed, instructing Eunuch Chen, who was standing beside him, to assist him in dressing.

Eunuch Chen hurriedly retrieved the clothes hanging on the rack and quickly dressed the king. Before Eunuch Chen could even inspect them, Sima Yuan rushed out of the palace, anxiously saying, "Take me to see her quickly!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, the palace was deserted and cold, a stark contrast to the passionate night they had just shared. Consort Zhen bit her pink lips, watching the king's every move. This was the first time she had seen the king react so intensely since entering the palace, so agitated that he even forgot to use the self-reference "I," the imperial "I."

She suddenly thought of someone who could elicit such a normal reaction from the king. Could it be that what Eunuch Chen mentioned was that woman returning to the king's side? This deduction was probably quite accurate, after all, that woman was the one the king himself desired, the one he was willing to marry regardless of the dignity of the state.

Consort Zhen felt a chill in her heart. This woman's return meant an impending upheaval in the harem. Regardless of the fates of the other concubines, she, who had once hoped to become the king's most valued woman, would face a predictable end once she encountered the man he truly loved. Although she wouldn't be banished to the Cold Palace, her importance in the king's heart would be greatly diminished by that woman's return.

She didn't want to become a resentful woman in the deep palace; she didn't want to watch the man she loved spend his entire life gazing at another woman, unable to reciprocate her love. She didn't want to suffer the same fate as the other concubines. The Cold Palace was the most tragic destiny for a woman; the thought of spending her life there made her shudder.

She couldn't let this happen; she had to find a way to turn the tide. If she couldn't become the king's most beloved, she had to become an indispensable part of his heart.

She—would never be the one abandoned and forgotten!

☆、76. Apologizing

Sima Yuan didn't know that the person he had left behind had already gone through a thousand thoughts, her steps faltering as she hurried to her destination, because his Xiao Qing had returned!

Before Sima Yuan even entered the room, he called out loudly, "Xiao Qing!"

When he saw the familiar figure sitting peacefully at the table, enjoying snacks and sipping sweet spring tea, her relaxed demeanor made it seem as if she had never left, and that their separation had only lasted a few hours.

Upon seeing Sima Yuan, Shui Qing quickly put down what she was holding, stood up, and performed a courtly salute before choking back tears, saying, "Your Majesty... this servant..."

"Xiao Qing, no need to say anything! It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!" Sima Yuan couldn't help but embrace Shui Qing, holding her tightly in his arms.

Seeing Shui Qing's pitiful appearance earlier, he knew she had suffered greatly because of him. Looking at her figure and face, slightly thinner than before, he knew her condition wasn't much better than his. Although he had been unconscious, he knew everything he needed to know, including that some people in the court had reservations about Shui Qing's background and wanted to use this opportunity to remove her from his side.

Fortunately, someone had kidnapped Shui Qing, saving her life. Even if she suffered some injustice during this time, he wouldn't despise her for it. He only wanted her to live well and stay by his side for the rest of her life, and even if it meant paying the price of the throne, he wouldn't hesitate.

"Waaah... Yuan..." In his familiar embrace, Shui Qing, comforted by his gentle words, couldn't help but let all the grievances of the past few days turn into tears, each one falling from her eyes and instantly soaking Sima Yuan's clothes.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have returned to the purest and most beautiful time of their past, without any struggle or scheming. He was her man, providing the most powerful help at the right time; she was his woman, the last pure garden in his heart in this world of deceit and treachery.

Sima Yuan sat in a chair, letting Shui Qing sit on his lap. He gently wiped away the tears from her face with one large hand, a satisfied smile on his face as he looked at her red, tear-stained cheeks. "My little Qing, don't cry! You've suffered these past few days. We've finally reunited; we should be happy."

"Yes," Shui Qing smiled through her tears. He was right; their reunion was something to be happy about. Suddenly, something occurred to her. She quickly cupped Sima Yuan's handsome face in her two delicate hands, examining him closely for a moment before asking, "Are you... alright?"

"Shouldn't you be explaining to me why you poisoned me?" Sima Yuan was taken aback. He thought of the poison in his body, which the imperial physicians had diagnosed as possibly originating from her. Although that was the prevailing opinion at the time, upon reflection, he felt that his little Qing wasn't that kind of person.

After all, there were many ways to take his life; there was no need to use a method that would poison herself. Besides, wasn't this blatantly telling outsiders that she was the one who poisoned him? No one in the world would be foolish enough to pin the blame on themselves.

"Your Majesty… has nothing to say." Shui Qing lowered her eyes, confessing softly. In truth, she didn't know how to explain. The poison had indeed been administered to her, and through their countless acts of love, it had intensified day by day. Although she had been kept in the dark, she was undeniably the one who poisoned him.

"Nothing to say?" Sima Yuan's tone deepened. Faced with someone who had poisoned the king, a situation deserving execution, he hadn't expected him to offer her a chance for redress, yet she didn't appreciate it.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to accept punishment. Please give the order!" Shui Qing suddenly rose, kneeling before Sima Yuan, head bowed, ready to accept his punishment.

Seeing Shui Qing's apologetic expression, Sima Yuan felt a pang of pity. It was those ministers who, without distinguishing right from wrong, had pinned the blame on her. He hadn't expected that upon her return, instead of clearing her name, she would be concerned about his health.

This silly girl, why did she always think of others first and herself last? It was a terrible thing to do. What if there wasn't anyone who loved and cared for her like he did? How much suffering would she endure, how much helplessness would she have to swallow?

After a long silence, Sima Yuan sighed heavily, helped Shui Qing up from the ground, and stroked her delicate cheek with his large hand. He said, "Xiao Qing, what should I do with you? You clearly had the opportunity to beg me, or to find an excuse to shirk responsibility and clear yourself of all blame. Why didn't you seize this rare opportunity and instead sought punishment?"

"Your Majesty, I cannot escape blame. The poison in Your Majesty's body was indeed contracted because of me. No matter how I try to explain, I cannot erase this fact. Please, Your Majesty, order my punishment!" Shui Qing knelt down again. In fact, this was not only for the reason she had just given, but more importantly, she hoped to alleviate some of her guilt towards him.

After they got together, it was almost always Sima Yuan who repeatedly tolerated and forgave her. He broke his own principles and even the national system for her. This time, she disappeared for several days, abducted by unknown people. This period of time, neither long nor short, was enough to turn a woman into a broken flower, enough to turn a loyal citizen into a traitor.

However, Sima Yuan never doubted her. Even though he knew she already had someone else in her heart, he didn't force her to make room for him, only asking that she stay by his side and accompany him. How could such a passionate and devoted man and such a virtuous woman not be moved? Yet, even now, she still couldn't truly give her whole heart.

She owed him too much, and this time, she no longer deserved his love. Her body was taken by her master, her heart was shattered by Mu Yi. How could such a woman still be worthy of his unwavering love, how could she still be qualified to receive his exclusive favor?

"Xiao Qing, you know perfectly well that I..." Sima Yuan's words were interrupted by Shui Qing's resolute expression before he could finish. She said, "Your Majesty, please order me to be punished! Otherwise, I will never be able to truly atone for my sins."

Sima Yuan knew he couldn't refuse Shui Qing's insistence. Although he felt heartache on one hand, he also felt pain on the other. As the king of a country, why couldn't he even protect his own woman? Even with power, he was powerless to save her.

☆, 77. Empress

Mi Zhu saw that the food in front of Shui Qing had hardly decreased and couldn't help but persuade her, "Consort Qing, please eat more!"

"I can't eat anymore, take it away!" Shui Qing shook her head, put down her chopsticks, and faced with a table full of delicious food, although Mi Zhu had already persuaded her to eat more, she just couldn't muster any appetite.

"Consort Qing, you've become so thin. If this continues, you'll ruin your health," Mi Zhu sighed softly. Consort Qing had been demoted to Consort Qing after pleading guilty, and moved from her original residence, Dehui Palace, to her current residence, Chuxu Palace, further and further from the King's bedchamber—a clear indication that she had fallen out of favor.

At first, she was cautious, but Consort Qing was constantly depressed, unable to eat, and unable to sleep at night. The once beautiful woman grew thinner day by day, and no matter how Mi Zhu tried to persuade her, Consort Qing couldn't relax and take care of herself.

Shui Qing knew she had caused them a lot of trouble and wasted a lot of food, but she always felt bloated. Even the most tempting delicacies couldn't arouse her appetite.

"But… I understand," Mi Zhu wanted to persuade her further, but Shui Qing immediately stopped her, so she swallowed her words and silently sent someone to remove the food.

Soon, the well-trained palace maids quickly tidied up the room. Shui Qing's gaze remained fixed on the gate, as if waiting for something, or perhaps worried about something.

To be fair, Mi Zhu believed that Consort Qing hadn't lost the king's favor as the outside world claimed. Although the king had demoted her to this place, according to the older maids, he no longer favored other concubines. Every day after Consort Qing fell asleep, he would quietly come to Chu Xu Palace, gazing at her sleeping face with a sorrowful expression, staying for almost an hour before silently leaving.

Although Mi Zhu was just a newly arrived palace maid, she knew that men as devoted as the king were rare. After all, the harem was filled with women of all shapes and sizes; to receive even one favor from the king was already a great favor, let alone to keep him away from other concubines and only want to see his beloved's smile.

"His Majesty has arrived!" The announcements echoed through Chu Xu Palace.

"Consort Qing! His Majesty is here! We must hurry and get ready!" Upon hearing this, Mi Zhu frantically tried to help her mistress dress up so that the King would notice her again. However, the mistress remained unhurried, much to the maid's dismay. Shui Qing simply stood up silently and went to the door to greet the King.

In this harem, every concubine strives to enhance her appearance to capture the King's attention, fearing that even a slight imperfection would make her stand out from the other women and divert the King's attention.

But Mi Zhu saw that Consort Qing seemed completely unconcerned. While she was more stunning when dressed up, her simple and elegant attire added a touch of delicate charm. Either way, she was a beauty in the eyes of the world.

Just as Mi Zhu was about to persuade Consort Qing to dress up, the King's figure drew closer, yet Consort Qing remained unmoved. In the end, she had no choice but to give up and retreat to Consort Qing's side to greet the King's arrival.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects," Shui Qing said respectfully to Sima Yuan.

"This servant greets Your Majesty." Mi Zhu knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

Sima Yuan looked at the two of them coldly for a long time before speaking, "All of you, leave. I have something to discuss with Consort Qing alone."

"Yes." The group of people quickly withdrew, and in an instant, the hall was empty, leaving only the two of them.

Sima Yuan pretended not to notice that Shui Qing hadn't risen yet, and walked to the main seat on the cushion, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and after a few sips, saw that she was still in the bowing posture. Thinking of her stubbornness, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Shui Qing knew her actions were putting Sima Yuan in a difficult position. As a king, he should maintain a neutral and objective attitude, but he couldn't bear to see Shui Qing suffer any injustice and tried every means to exonerate her. He had already devised a reason to remove her from the poisoning charge, but she showed no gratitude whatsoever, instead personally pleading guilty, making his good intentions feel like they were being trampled on.

Sima Yuan was furious with her for the first time, ordering her to be demoted several ranks and moved to a remote corner of the palace. After that day, he didn't visit her for many days, leading many in the harem to speculate that her days of favor were over.

Now, the king's most favored concubine is Consort Zhen—no, she should now be called Noble Consort Zhen. On the very day Shui Qing was demoted, Consort Zhen's new title made it clear to everyone that the most important person in the king's heart was no longer the courtesan who had captivated him, but Noble Consort Zhen, the most virtuous and renowned member of the most powerful Li family in the South China Sea.

Thus, the two were once again at an impasse. As time passed, Sima Yuan remained the ultimate loser. Faced with such a stubborn woman, he could have easily used force to coerce her, but he couldn't bear to see her frowning and looking worried. A moment of weakness allowed her to achieve her goal. Alas… he was truly doomed by her.

"Rise!" Sima Yuan said calmly. He had originally thought that his recent neglect would make her anxious to find a way to submit to him, but he hadn't expected her to be so stubborn. If it weren't for the fact that some ministers in court today had begun to suggest that the country could not be without an heir for a day, and had strongly requested that he leave an heir for the future of the South China Sea Kingdom, and had proposed the most suitable candidate—Consort Zhen—

then she would have remained the only one in Sima Yuan's heart, the only one he had ever wanted to make empress. However, her background had already made the matter troublesome enough, and her disappearance in recent days had completely destroyed that opportunity.

After all, the low status of the mother of the nation could be compensated for by virtue and morality, but if a woman from a brothel, who might have been defiled, could be made empress, the South China Sea Kingdom would become a laughing stock of the Wanqi Continent.

As the ruler of a nation, facing such public pressure, he had no choice but to consider the matter carefully. The South China Sea Kingdom had finally become an important nation on the Wanqi Continent, holding a place among the various countries and enjoying a certain degree of power. If any wrong decision made the South China Sea Kingdom a target of public criticism, not only would the hearts of the people within the country waver, but other countries would also look down on the South China Sea. What the future of the nation would then become was something he could neither predict nor bear.

05-26

☆、78. Betting

"Do you really have to force me like this?" Sima Yuan looked at Shui Qing's distant yet polite attitude and sighed helplessly. After recounting what happened in court today, he asked, "What are your thoughts?" "

Your Majesty, I am terrified. A queen must be virtuous and tolerant. Your subjects are concerned for the future of the nation, which is why we urge Your Majesty to establish an empress as soon as possible. A nation cannot be without a ruler for a day, nor can the harem be without an empress for a day." Shui Qing knelt down neither servilely nor arrogantly. She had long been mentally prepared for the matter of establishing an empress.

The fate of a crown prince without a principal wife is uncertain. However, once he ascends the throne, many women eager to consolidate and build their power will send their daughters, nieces, and nephews into the harem, hoping to win the emperor's favor and elevate their relatives. If they are fortunate enough to become the next king of the South Sea Kingdom, their future prospects will be limitless.

In every dynasty, the chaos and turmoil in the harem are not what these women desire. Some are driven by fame, some by profit, some by love, and some by hatred. She, however, is driven by an unattainable dream. It can only be said that no woman in this deep palace lives a happy or carefree life.

"You!" Sima Yuan laughed instead of getting angry, then squinted his sharp eyes at the woman he both loved and hated, saying, "Good! Very good! I understand my beloved consort's wishes and will respect them. I only hope that she won't do anything to disappoint me in the future!"

Sima Yuan could withstand external pressure, but he couldn't tolerate her repeatedly defying him by taking advantage of his favor. His repeated tolerance only resulted in his authority as emperor being trampled underfoot. This time, he would not condone her actions. Since she so desired it, he would not disappoint her.

From that day on, the entire South China Sea Kingdom celebrated for ten days. King Sima Yuan conferred the title of Queen of the South China Sea upon Consort Zhen. More importantly, she had recently given birth to a prince, making her the first woman in the history of the South China Sea Kingdom to give birth before being officially appointed queen.

The whole country was abuzz with this matter, but amidst the bustling activity throughout the South China Sea Kingdom, from the imperial palace to the common people, there was only one special exception—the Chu Xu Palace where Shui Qing resided.

A year ago, Shui Qing lost Sima Yuan's favor due to the matter of choosing an empress. During that year, Sima Yuan frequented the residences of other concubines, but never once set foot in her place. Even his routes for admiring flowers and strolling through the garden avoided her residence.

Shui Qing was like an incongruous exception. Sima Yuan didn't issue any orders; he simply avoided her. Normally, a concubine unfavored by the emperor would be living a life of misery in the harem, but she lived comfortably without a trace of resentment.

The reason could only be attributed to one time when a certain foolish Consort Rou, who was then extremely favored by Sima Yuan, mistakenly believed she had become his first choice for empress. She brazenly came to the Chu Xu Palace and immediately gave Shui Qing a hard time.

At that time, Mi Zhu, loyal to her mistress, accidentally injured Consort Rou. Consort Rou, resentful of being humiliated, made a huge scene, which quickly reached Sima Yuan's ears. Upon hearing this, his face darkened considerably, and he immediately summoned everyone to the imperial study.

Seeing Sima Yuan's elaborate gathering, Consort Rou assumed the king was seeking revenge for her, bringing in the long-disfavored Consort Qing to reprimand her and determine who the king truly favored. However

, as soon as everyone arrived, Sima Yuan's handsome face darkened, and he immediately ordered the eunuchs to beat Consort Rou severely. After the beating, Consort Rou was bewildered by Sima Yuan's actions. She couldn't understand why, instead of being the victim, she was being portrayed as a shrew and a jealous woman before the king.

Seeing that Consort Rou seemed unable to justify her actions, he questioned why she had gone to the Chu Xu Palace to cause trouble for Consort Qing. He had clearly ordered that all unauthorized personnel were strictly prohibited from entering, yet she disregarded his command and went to Chuxu Palace on her own. If no trouble had been caused, he might have turned a blind eye. However, Consort Rou, oblivious to the gravity of the situation, presumptuously speculated about his intentions.

As the saying goes, it's better to be illiterate than illiterate. Although Shui Qing had angered the Emperor, she still maintained a place in the harem. Although Sima Yuan's order forbidding unauthorized personnel from approaching seemed to completely isolate Shui Qing within the harem, a deeper understanding reveals it as a sign of Sima Yuan's affection and pity for her. The seemingly cold order was actually a way to protect her from harassment.

However, no one expected someone to foolishly cause trouble at Chuxu Palace. This incident revealed to others that the King was not heartless towards Consort Qing, but rather too sentimental, unsure how to mend the escalating conflict between them.

This incident made all the concubines in the harem realize that although the King had not favored Consort Qing, they had to re-evaluate how much Consort Qing meant to the King. At this time, the palace maids and eunuchs who had previously neglected Consort Chu Xu became much more eager to serve her, fearing that fortunes might change in the blink of an eye. They would not miss any opportunity to become the King's favorite woman.

This person, like a thorn in her side, left Consort Zhen's heart hanging precariously on the edge of a cliff, unsure when she would fall. She didn't know when this seemingly disgraced Consort Qing would regain his favor.

Just as Consort Zhen was beginning to solidify her position, she was diagnosed with pregnancy. This news caused an uproar in the previously peaceful court, and the seemingly stable and balanced power struggle was once again thrown into conflict.

The secret to the Li family's enduring success in the South China Sea lies in their avoidance of offending any faction. They firmly believe in not putting all their eggs in one basket, distributing risks evenly among their clansmen. Marriages are carefully considered, and during generational transitions, they remain silent, navigating the complex web of power dynamics. They only make the most advantageous choices when necessary. For example, Consort Zhen's pregnancy presents them with a perfect opportunity to elevate her to the position of Empress, ensuring the Li family's continued wealth and prosperity for decades to come.

☆ 79. Newcomers Smile, Old Families Remain Calm.

However, the King's health cannot wait for the end of her pregnancy. Consort Rou was actually a member of the family strongly recommended by Consort Zhen when she was unable to serve the King. Rou'er, who bears a striking resemblance to Consort Qing, entered the palace and easily captured the King's heart, becoming his new favorite. However, Consort Zhen never expected that the final outcome would be Consort Rou's banishment to the Cold Palace.

It was only then that Consort Zhen truly understood that although her pregnancy had drastically changed Sima Yuan's attitude towards her, from initial indifference to daily concern and care, in the eyes of outsiders, her status had surpassed that of Consort Qing because of the child in her womb. She was a woman of great understanding, always putting the king first, without jealousy or resentment; truly a woman capable of ruling the harem and becoming the mother of the nation.

However, only she knew that although the king appeared gentle, he still didn't see her in his eyes. If she hadn't already gained favor, this child probably wouldn't have captured his heart.

From the beginning, she had advised Consort Rou against going to Chuxu Palace or contacting Consort Qing, because she still couldn't fathom the woman's position in the king's heart. Yet, a young woman with such high self-esteem had just gained the emperor's favor, and those around her were fawning over her, which led to this situation.

Although she had some personal motives in pushing Consort Rou forward—partly because it was more advantageous for her own people to be favored than for those from other factions, and partly because she wanted to use Consort Rou to test the King's true feelings, as she wasn't sure if the King had truly given up on Consort Qing—

the result of her test chilled her to the bone. This woman, of low birth, whose chastity was seriously questioned, and who disdained the King's favors, was still favored by the King. What charm did Consort Qing possess that could make the King so disillusioned yet so infatuated and unwilling to let go?

She didn't understand! She truly didn't understand!

However, these anxieties didn't affect her giving birth to a prince, nor did they hinder her path to becoming Queen. Because of Consort Qing's questionable character, Sima Yuan re-examined the concubines in the harem to see who could become the mother of the nation, and she was among the best. Besides her own advantages, the Li family behind her also played a significant role. Therefore, after careful consideration, Sima Yuan promised her that as long as she gave birth to a child, regardless of gender, she would become Empress.

Thus, at this time, the harem was in a state of extreme disarray, with only the laughter of the new concubines and the tears of the old ones.

"Consort Qing, it's getting late, you should rest," Mi Zhu asked cautiously. Although the Empress's investiture ceremony filled the harem with joy, the Chu Xu Palace was conspicuously absent, like a tranquil haven undisturbed by worldly affairs.

However, in Mi Zhu's heart, she couldn't help but feel indignant for Consort Qing. The previous incident with Consort Rou gave her the feeling that Consort Qing could regain her favor, and the King's gaze towards Consort Qing was full of love, not at all like the rumors that he no longer had the same affection for her.

Originally, it was thought that after the incident with Consort Rou, the King had rediscovered his affections for Consort Qing, but nothing happened. Mi Zhu had even considered trying to influence the King's eunuchs, but before she could act, Consort Qing discovered her plan and simply smiled, telling her to give up the idea, as the current situation was best for her.

Mi Zhu was initially completely baffled as to why Consort Qing wasn't actively trying to win back the King's heart, and why the King remained indifferent to her. They clearly still had feelings for each other, clearly still missed each other, so why torment each other like this? Besides, they were in the same place, not worlds apart; just one step, and they could rekindle their former sweetness. However, neither of them took that step, instead driving them further apart.

She had privately approached the King, but he only gave a slightly dejected smile, telling her to serve Consort Qing well, and that she didn't need to worry about anything else; Consort Qing would always be Consort Qing, and her position in the harem would remain unchanged.

It wasn't until Consort Zhen gave birth to a prince and was made Empress that Mi Zhu understood why the King had said that Consort Qing would always be Consort Qing. Consort Qing seemed to have foreseen this outcome, so she remained indifferent and content, simply staying quietly in Chu Xu Palace.

"It's so lively outside. Today must be his big day! It's a pity I can't attend," Shui Qing said bluntly, as if discussing something unrelated to her.

"Consort Qing…" Mi Zhu, hearing Consort Qing's words, truly didn't know how to respond. Saying yes seemed to evoke sadness in Consort Qing; saying no seemed unable to conceal the whispers and rumors circulating these past few days, and the King's special order to send the necessary attire for the Empress's coronation ceremony.

At the Empress's coronation ceremony, all the concubines of the harem were required to attend, not only to receive blessings but also to allow the new Empress to establish her authority and rule over all the concubines.

Consort Qing had originally planned to attend, but for some unknown reason, on the eve of the ceremony, she suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, becoming so ill that she was unable to get out of bed. She intended to attend the ceremony despite her illness, but the royal physician said that her illness was in its final stages and she was almost fully recovered, a time when she was highly contagious. If she went to a large gathering at this time, she might infect others.

Moreover, the Queen was currently breastfeeding the young prince, and if she contracted the illness and took medication, it would certainly harm the prince's health. When the King learned of this, he ordered that Consort Qing be strictly forbidden from attending the ceremony, so she could only wait for the ceremony to end in her palace.

"I won't tease you anymore! I know the King's heart. All his decisions were made willingly by me. After all, my identity, status, and experiences are no longer suitable for me to be the Queen. Also, didn't you say it's getting late? I want to take a bath before going to sleep. Go and prepare it for me." Shui Qing said with a smile. She didn't really care about her status at all, because her mission wasn't to become the Queen, but to be the woman of the King. Moreover, the higher one's position, the more restricted one's every move is. Their freedom of movement is even less than that of a forgotten concubine. What she wanted was ease of movement, not the empty title that most women in the harem craved.

"Yes, this servant will go and prepare it right away." Mi Zhu sighed softly. Facing such a frank and open-minded mistress, there was no use in worrying. Anyway, Consort Qing's current situation wasn't too bad, and the King still had feelings for her. There would be plenty of opportunities to regain the King's favor in the future.

☆、80. Leaving?

The steamy air made the room feel hazy. Shui Qing was squinting as she soaked in the warm hot spring water, enjoying the bath while thinking about her future path.

Suddenly, she heard a faint sound outside. She guessed that Mi Zhu was probably getting impatient with her long baths and was about to come in to urge her to get up. She chuckled softly as she slowly stood up, saying, "No need to rush me this time, I'm done."

Shui Qing turned towards the person. Although separated by a screen, she could still vaguely make out the figure, but it wasn't the familiar one. It was a much taller figure, clearly a man. She quickly grabbed a nearby garment to cover herself and loudly demanded, "Who is it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sudden panic. She realized that in the heavily guarded inner palace, a man couldn't possibly enter without reason, and her personal maid, Mi Zhu, wouldn't easily let any man in, let alone into her bathing area. Could this person have already...?

However, after a short while, Shui Qing realized something was wrong. The person simply stood outside, motionless, and didn't answer her questions. What was the person's intention? This uncertainty was what was most frightening.

"Who are you? What brings you to me?" Shui Qing asked again. Although her clothes were disheveled, she knew the importance of striking first. Faced with this situation of ignorance, all she could do was remain calm, and even more calm.

Shui Qing's feigned composure still didn't elicit a response, and the other person simply stood outside the screen. The two remained locked in a stalemate, seemingly waiting for the other's next move.

Finally, Shui Qing had no choice. She couldn't stay like this forever. Aside from the inappropriateness, her thin clothing might catch a cold. Reluctantly, she broke the silence, tidying her clothes with her small hands. Although it looked undignified, she wanted to maintain the air of a noblewoman. She moved lightly to the outside of the screen. By the dim candlelight, Shui Qing saw the person's full face and was startled.

The other person was pleased to see Shui Qing's expression, smiling and saying, "Aren't you surprised to see me?"

"How did you end up here?" Shui Qing felt no surprise, but shock. How could someone of his status be here! Moreover, how did he manage to arrive so brazenly without alerting anyone?

"Saying that makes me very sad. Why can't I be here?" The man approached her, his large hand scooping up her wet hair, bringing it to his nose to smell. "Little Shui'er smells so good. After all these men, she still smells the same as I remember... no, even sweeter and more alluring than I remember."

"You shouldn't be here!" Shui Qing skillfully took a step back, widening the distance between them, her large eyes scanning their surroundings.

The man, of course, didn't miss Shui Qing's every move. He reached forward and pulled her into his arms, chuckling softly, "Why shouldn't I be here? Does that mean only you can come here?"

"Let me go!" Shui Qing struggled desperately, but a woman's strength was no match for a man's, and she was firmly imprisoned in his embrace. "

I won't let go! I finally managed to touch you, I won't let go no matter what!" The man laughed heartily, finally letting her return to his arms.

"Helian Chun, you bastard, let me go right now!" Shui Qing cursed anxiously and angrily, but her voice was barely audible, only the two of them could hear it. After all, she didn't want him to suffer any harm because of her.

"Shout louder if you want, better call everyone over." Helian Chun didn't care about being called a bastard at all. His current behavior was like that of a street thug, harassing an innocent woman with great relish.

"You... never mind! Tell me how you ended up here." Shui Qing looked up at Helian Chun helplessly. She didn't know why, but whenever she was around him, all her gentleness, charm, and docility would disappear. Every time, he would make her so angry that she almost couldn't breathe. She knew that it was impossible to understand or communicate with this kind of "extraordinary person." Instead of trying to refute him, it would be better to change the subject and shift the focus.

"Is it strange that I'm here?" Helian Chun asked instead of answering, amused by Shui Qing's various vivid expressions.

Shui Qing pouted, looking at him with a puzzled expression. No matter the country, the harem represented the inner workings of the ruler. If outsiders could freely enter and leave, wouldn't the nation's order be thrown into chaos?

"Have you forgotten? Today is the wedding day of your good husband, your good king." Helian Chun gazed infatuatedly through his mask at the beautiful face he had longed for. A year ago, she was still somewhat immature, but after a year, she had gained a mature and alluring charm.

Shui Qing frowned, suddenly angered by his audacity, and couldn't help but scold him: "Since you're here for the wedding, you represent the Northern Plains Kingdom. You can't explain why you're in the harem. If you're discovered, your head will roll, and it could even cause conflict between the two countries, ultimately leading to widespread suffering!"

Helian Chun, after hearing Shui Qing's words, couldn't help but burst into laughter, gently stroking her rosy cheek, saying, "I didn't expect little Shui'er to still have feelings for me. I'm truly..." "Excitement!" Helian Chun let out a low laugh, his deep voice resonating through his solid chest, startling Shui Qing. She couldn't understand what was so funny. When she heard Helian Chun say that she had feelings for him, she quickly retorted, "I'm not worried about you! And stop laughing! This isn't funny at all!" Although the King of the South Sea would invite representatives from various countries to his wedding, no matter how warmly they were received, they would never allow envoys from other countries to enter places they shouldn't.

Helian Chun's volatile moods were always unpredictable. Shui Qing was actually quite anxious in the face of such an unpredictable person. A single word or a small action could trigger his emotional outbursts. Just like now, she had no idea what she had said or done to elicit such an extreme reaction from him.

Helian Chun abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes burning as he looked at Shui Qing. He tightened his grip around her waist, bringing them even closer. Looking at her somewhat haggard face, he said, "This place is no longer suitable for you. Do you want to come with me?"

☆, 81. Late Night Visit to the Boudoir

"Leave? Sounds good." Shui Qing lowered her eyes, murmuring softly.

These two words were, for her, a dream. Her identity, her destiny, were never in her own hands from the beginning. She was merely a pawn, manipulated by others. Most people would feel resentful and indignant at such an arrangement, but she didn't blame fate at all, because this was the path she had chosen. When you fall in love with someone, you're willing to give everything for them—body, soul, time—even knowing that in the end you'll be scarred, she'll still find it sweet.

"Ha! Of course it's good. With me, you'll never have to worry about food or clothing. Every day will be filled with romance and beauty. You won't have to care about anything in the mundane world. As long as you have me in your eyes and heart, that's enough." Helian Chun spoke of his beautiful vision for the future. The thought of the two of them living a life like immortals was exactly what people in the world longed for.

Shui Qing smiled and said, "It really is nice, but I don't have the fate, nor the right to have it."

Helian Chun narrowed his eyes, hooked his finger under her delicate chin, and forced her to look up. This was the first time he had lowered himself, but he hadn't expected to be rejected. He asked with some dissatisfaction, "Why? Is it that this prince doesn't have the right, nor the ability to meet your demands?"

Shui Qing lowered her eyes, gently shook her head, and said, "Of course you do, it's just that I can't accept it." She wanted to stay here; no one could force her to leave, nor could anyone force her to stay. She pushed against the man's chest with her small hand and said softly, "Go! Don't come looking for me again, and don't take me to heart."

Helian Chun snorted disdainfully and said, "You're quite bold, woman. No one has ever taught this prince what to do. No matter what you're thinking right now, it's impossible for you to leave my side."

"Consort Qing, it's almost time for your bath. It wouldn't be good if you soaked until you feel dizzy. Also, the midnight snack you asked me to prepare is ready. Consort Qing, would it be convenient for me to come in now?" Mi Zhu's voice came from outside, respectfully awaiting her response.

"No need to come in, I'll go out right away. I haven't been sleeping well these past few nights, so please prepare some incense for me." Shui Qing hurriedly stopped Mi Zhu and assigned her other tasks to send her away.

"Yes, Consort Qing."

Shui Qing listened to Mi Zhu's footsteps fading into the distance before finally letting out a sigh of relief. Then, remembering that she needed to get Helian Chun to leave, she pushed him firmly with her small hands, afraid that Mi Zhu hadn't gone far, and urged him to leave quickly in a low voice. Helian Chun grumbled in dissatisfaction, showing no intention of letting go of Shui Qing's arms around her waist. Shui Qing kept urging him, so he reluctantly leaned down and whispered something in her ear. A delicate face instantly flushed red, and she shook her head vigorously, but the man remained unyielding. Having no other choice, she pursed her lips and nodded. Only then did

Helian Chun release her hand with satisfaction, leaping away from the other side. After watching Helian Chun leave, Shui Qing's tense heart finally calmed down. Once calm, she wondered why Helian Chun moved so freely, as if it were his own backyard, his familiarity bordering on an exchange of hostages, and that he had lived there for some time.

However, she quickly dismissed this thought. A prince of the Northern Plains, especially one wearing a conspicuous mask, if he had truly lived in the palace of the Southern Sea Kingdom, it was impossible for no one to know or remember him. Moreover, the various countries of the Wanqi Continent had reached a consensus of non-aggression, so there was no point in exchanging hostages.

No matter how Shui Qing thought about it, she still felt something was off. Just then, Mi Zhu returned to the palace with incense and saw her mistress sitting on the edge of the bed with wet hair. She hurriedly grabbed a silk handkerchief and began drying her hair, saying, "Consort Qing, it's already autumn, and the nights are much cooler. You'll catch a cold if you don't dry your hair."

Shui Qing sat blankly on the edge of the bed, her mind preoccupied, and didn't hear Mi Zhu's nagging at all. Mi Zhu seemed to notice her mistress's absent-mindedness and frowned slightly. Mi Zhu's preoccupied expression worried her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Consort Qing, although I haven't received much education, I can still help you with anything."

Seeing Mi Zhu's cautious manner, Shui Qing seemed afraid that her actions might have violated her taboos, yet also worried about her depressed state. In the end, she hardened her heart. This thoughtfulness deeply moved Shui Qing, who reached out and took Mi Zhu's hand, saying, "Thank you, I'm really fine. I've just been feeling unwell these past few days and am a little tired."

"Consort Qing..." Although Mi Zhu hadn't spent much time with Consort Qing, as a servant, she should have learned to read people's expressions. Of course, she knew her mistress was being disingenuous, but she couldn't force her to say it.

"I'm really fine!" Shui Qing patted Mi Zhu's hand and said with a smile, "Go get my midnight snack. You should rest after you eat."

Mi Zhu had no choice but to obey Qing Guiren's words. She served her the midnight snack and helped her to bed before tiptoeing back to her own residence to rest.

In the dead of night, a dark figure belonging to a man nimbly entered from outside. Although there wasn't much light in the night, the man's movements seemed unrestricted. He quickly sat down on Shui Qing's bed and looked at the lovely sleeping face. He couldn't help but smile. When his gaze moved down to her chest, his eyes darkened.

Although it was early autumn, Shui Qing was still wearing a thin undergarment. As she turned over, the hem of her undergarment accidentally opened slightly, revealing a light blue tube top underneath. The high-rising fabric indicated the alluring curves beneath the tube top, which rose and fell with her deep breaths, as if beckoning to him.

The alluring scene made him unable to resist reaching out his large hand to gently cover her high, firm breasts, kneading them softly. Even through the fabric of her strapless bra, he could clearly feel the small, round nipples gradually blooming and standing erect.

Shui Qing's reaction seemed to encourage the man. He pulled open the straps of her bra, like unwrapping a gift, and slowly rolled it up. Two snow-white, round mounds gradually appeared before his eyes, the small red nipples trembling and seemingly inviting him to eat them.

☆, 82. Wrong Name Called in Bed

The man slowly lowered his head, opening his mouth to gently suckle one nipple, sometimes teasing it with his tongue, sometimes pinching it with his lips. After caring for one, he didn't forget the other, and soon both nipples were glistening and beautiful from the man's care.

Shui Qing was fast asleep at this moment, drowsily letting a strange man lick and kiss the part that nurtured her offspring. She only hummed softly a few times before drifting back to sleep.

Seeing Shui Qing's sleeping face, the man didn't know whether to be happy that she was so familiar with his caresses, or angry that his every move with her couldn't compare to her being asleep. His large hands moved gently downwards, skillfully removing her underpants. He grasped her fair legs and slightly parted them, revealing her most private parts. His fingers gently roamed between her labia. Soon, her vulva began to secrete glistening nectar. The sticky liquid made his fingers' movements smoother, allowing them to penetrate deeper and deeper into her vulva without restraint.

The man's fingers were covered in calluses, much rougher than the delicate flesh of her labia, but this brought a greater tingling stimulation. Especially sensitive was her clitoris, which instantly became engorged and swollen from the gentle touch, gradually peeking out after being teased by the man.

"Mmm...uh..." Shui Qing twisted her waist restlessly, her delicate white hands reaching between her legs to grasp the man's wrist, seemingly trying to push him away and escape his caresses, yet instead pulling his hand deeper between her legs.

The man noticed Shui Qing's actions and couldn't help but chuckle softly. How could such a sensitive body resist his caresses? His fingers became even more aggressive, probing the entrance to her flower, while his other hand freely kneaded her two snow-white, round breasts, and his lips and tongue flicked and teased her firm, perky nipples.

"Ah..." The increasing pleasure slowly roused Shui Qing from her slumber. The first thing she saw upon waking was a dark head diligently exploring her chest. The ecstatic pleasure between her legs, and the wet, sticky sensation, told her she was aroused, and the culprit was the man buried in her chest.

Initially thinking it was some lecherous scoundrel who had appeared out of nowhere, she was about to scream in alarm when she suddenly remembered Helian Chun's unreasonable demands earlier. She relaxed, gently pushing the head against her chest with her small hand, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Stop...don't do this..."

Hearing Shui Qing's soft, sleepy voice, the man almost melted. His body, now more sensitive, could feel the increased pressure of her vaginal opening with each finger's insertion. Combined with her subtle resistance, his already swollen and burning lower abdomen was nearing its limit.

The man growled, withdrew his fingers, quickly pulled out his own hard, fiery member, climbed onto the bed, and pressed himself against Shui Qing. He spread her long, slender legs with his large hands, and with a thrust of his hips, slammed into her prepared vagina, wildly pumping in and out.

"Mmm...it hurts...ah...be gentle...ahh...so good...mmm...so good..." The man's slightly rough thrusting made Shui Qing feel a little uncomfortable, but the fulfilling and tingling pleasure quickly replaced it, and with each thrust, she couldn't help but let out satisfied moans.

Hearing the woman's praise beneath him, the man spread her legs even wider with his large hands, making it easier for each thrust to penetrate deep into her core. Hearing her satisfied yet unbearable moans, the man thrust even faster, seemingly wanting to use all his strength to make her emit even more wanton, more charming, and more alluring cries.

After hundreds of thrusts, the man, dissatisfied with the position, cruelly withdrew from her enchanting vagina at the height of his pleasure. He encircled Shui Qing's slender waist with his large hands, helping her to sit up and lay face down on the bed. He knelt behind her, gently spreading her buttocks apart with one hand on each side, revealing her already soaking wet vulva. He pressed his hot, large head against her labia, rubbing it lightly a few times. Hearing Shui Qing's dissatisfied moans, he thrust his hips forward with satisfaction, and once again cried out,

"Ahhh...it's so deep...hmm...it's so full...oh...don't go any deeper...hmm...I can't take it...ahhh...hmm...ah..." Shui Qing let out a long, delicate cry as the man penetrated her. The force of his thrusts did not diminish at all. Her vagina, already numb from the penetration, was now even deeper in this position. The man's heat seemed even greater and harder than before. After only a few thrusts, she couldn't help but climax.

The rounded tip of his thick, hard penis was almost unable to hold back as it was drenched in the lustful fluids of her vagina. Fortunately, the man was prepared. He knew that Shui Qing's sensitive body couldn't withstand the stimulation, and he knew that the rapid contractions of her vaginal canal meant she was about to reach orgasm. Only in this way could he hold on in her orgasmic vagina, prolonging the pleasure of their intercourse.

"Ugh...no...uh...stop...ah...ah...Chun...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah..." Shui Qing lay weakly on the bed, while the man behind her showed no mercy, thrusting forcefully into her orgasmic vagina.

Hearing her utter an unfamiliar name, the man immediately stopped thrusting, pulled her upper body up, and pressed her snowy back against his chest. He asked with displeasure, "Who is Chun?"

"Hmm... Chun... move... ah..." Shui Qing, still lost in her lust, seemed not to have caught up with the man's question. Unaware of the anger emanating from behind her, she continued to sway her hips, urging him to hurry.

"You slut, you whore!" The man's anger intensified. He squeezed one of her breasts hard with one hand and pressed down on her flat stomach with the other, whether from hearing another man's name again or from her wantonness, it was unclear.

"Ah!" Shui Qing winced in pain, her mind clearing considerably. She then realized the voice behind her sounded very different from Helian Chun's. She quickly turned around and saw the man's face—it was Sima Yuan, who hadn't visited her palace in a long time.

Shui Qing was completely stunned. A man on his wedding night wasn't spending time in his new wife's room, but instead went to her palace to be intimate with her. What made her even more bewildered was that she mistook him for Helian Chun, which was a major taboo in matters of love between men and women.

☆、83. Love Turns to Hate

"Yuan, how come you're here..." Shui Qing turned to look at Sima Yuan, not understanding why he would appear in a place he shouldn't be in the middle of the night.

"The world is so vast, is there any place I cannot go! Let alone your little palace?" Sima Yuan was filled with rage. He hadn't forgotten the other man's name she had just uttered. He pulled out his enormous member, turned her over to face him, grabbed her chin with his large hand, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Speak! Whose name did you just call out? Is he better at satisfying you than me?"

"No... I didn't..." Shui Qing shook her head vigorously. She knew she couldn't say it. Losing favor would be one thing, but if her brother Mu's wish failed, even with all the special treatment she received, it wouldn't make up for the loss.

Sima Yuan simply didn't believe it. Already resentful of Shui Qing's indifferent attitude, he was supposed to spend the night with the Queen. However, after spending some time there and seeing the beautiful woman's shy demeanor, his mind was filled with thoughts of Shui Qing, the woman he both loved and hated. Unable to bear it, he quickly bathed after their wedding night, leaving the Queen alone, and went to her chambers. Seeing her frowning and sleeping restlessly, his heart skipped a beat.

He thought she still seemed to have feelings for him, heartbroken because her beloved man was in another woman's arms. He wanted to offer her comfort, to cherish and love her. But then, he heard her call out a name that wasn't his. His forceful questioning, coupled with her protectiveness, left him utterly humiliated.

"No? You shameless woman, how many men do you need?" Sima Yuan grabbed Shui Qing's hair forcefully, his eyes filled with ferocity, and roared in her ear, "One man isn't enough. Before, when you were kidnapped, you were rescued by Mu Yi, and I understood your situation. Before, because of the poisoning, you suffered grievances, and I could forgive and forget. But this time, it's really too much. I didn't expect to hear another man's name from your mouth. It seems that he brings you more pleasure than me. Tell me, you've trampled my heart on the ground time and time again, looking at me like a fool, and you're very proud of it?"

"Yuan, I didn't... You really misunderstood... That's not what I meant just now..." Shui Qing hurriedly retorted, but just as she was about to explain, a crisp sound rang out, instantly stunning the two of them.

Shui Qing stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her small, fair hand unconsciously touching her slapped cheek. Sima Yuan's hand, which had struck her, froze in mid-air, his eyes wide with disbelief that he had done such a thing. But the blow was done, and no matter how he tried to hide it, he couldn't conceal the fact that he had hit her.

"I..." After hitting her, Sima Yuan was completely at a loss for how to react. Should he hold her tightly, turn away, or pretend nothing had happened? In the end, he released her, turned his face away, and refused to look at his swollen cheek.

"Yuan..." Shui Qing's eyes filled with tears as she softly called his name. Although she knew her actions would not be forgiven by him, this was the first time she had been punished by him. Although she was shocked, seeing the complex expression on his face, the pain in her heart had long since outweighed the physical pain.

"Don't call me!" Sima Yuan didn't want to hear her voice anymore. Hearing her soft, tender voice call another man's name caused him excruciating pain, as if someone were tearing his heart apart. What man could compare to his kindness, tenderness, and doting affection for her?

"I'm sorry!" Hearing his heartfelt cry of pain, Shui Qing immediately hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest. Listening to his heart, she cried out, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

"Yes! It's all your fault!" Sima Yuan wanted to push her away, but when he touched her soft body, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Gritting his teeth, he said, "When we met, you knew my identity and that I couldn't give you a title. But I promised you that my heart belonged only to you. No matter who the future empress or queen is, no matter how many women come to my side, you will always be my love. Why, why do you hurt me again and again? Now, besides Mu Yi and the person who took you away, there's now 'Chun.' I believe no one can take your place in my heart, but from the moment you cried out involuntarily, I know someone has already taken my place in your heart."

Shui Qing, tears streaming down her face, choked out, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Besides saying sorry, she didn't know what else to say to this heartbroken man.

Sima Yuan's love for her had made her the happiest woman in the world! However, she was also an ordinary woman. Although she initially gave her virginity to him, her heart remained with Mu Yi. Helian Chun, on the other hand, brought out her most hidden side. The mentor she respected and considered a father figure to her now evoked a strange bitterness within her. These men had all possessed her body, and instead of being disgusted by their caresses, she inexplicably succumbed to their advances, even submitting to their pleasure.

Shui Qing knew that her behavior was something only a wanton woman would do, and that a woman like her didn't deserve anyone's love. Especially when facing Sima Yuan, the thought of her origins and her impure body made her unsure how to face him.

After Sima Yuan became a king, her identity and past experiences became the subject of gossip. Sure enough, those high-minded, morally upright ministers began using her shameful past to send numerous beauties to his side. She clearly loved Brother Mu, and clearly used him, so why did she feel a pang of pain at the sight of one woman after another appearing around him?

She was a fickle woman, utterly unworthy of his love, especially after being hurt by Brother Mu. She shamelessly returned to his side, hoping to use his favor to soothe the wounds inflicted by another man.

Sima Yuan's greatest love was her, but now she was also his greatest hatred. Surrounded by so many men, she remained fearless, believing that no matter how far she went, he would always be her last refuge. The stronger this thought became, the more guilty she felt about her actions.

☆、84. Waves

"Don't apologize anymore! The last thing I need is your apology, I need your sincerity!" Sima Yuan hated himself; although his heart ached, seeing her tears, he still couldn't let her go.

"I..." Shui Qing stammered, unsure how to answer.

"Why won't you grant my request?" Seeing her hesitant look, Sima Yuan's heart turned cold. "Are you really that pathetic? One man can't satisfy you at all?"

"Since you're so dissatisfied, then give her to me, how about that?" A deep male voice came from not far away, its tone mocking.

"Who's there? Don't hide in the shadows!" Sima Yuan pulled up the blanket to cover Shui Qing's exposed skin while vigilantly looking around. His heart skipped a beat. How could there be outsiders in the forbidden area of the palace? How long had this man been around them? How much had he heard, and yet he hadn't noticed anything? Even more absurdly, the guards outside hadn't made a sound.

"No need to look around. I didn't come in through a regular channel, so it's normal that the people outside didn't react." The man couldn't help but laugh when he saw Sima Yuan's actions. If he really alerted the people outside, although he might not be unable to escape unscathed, he would at least get himself into trouble, and it would take some effort to wash it off. So he wouldn't be foolish enough to let himself be discovered.

Sima Yuan frowned, his initial shock quickly turning into composure. Facing the unknown figure lurking in the shadows, he coldly said, "A traveler has come from afar. May I ask who you are? Please show yourself so that I may give you a grand welcome."

"I am but a commoner; how dare I trouble the King of the South Sea?"

"The people of the South Sea are hospitable. If our honored guest leaves empty-handed, it will be the fault of the South Sea."

"Since the King of the South Sea is so hospitable, I will not insist. I have only one request; may Your Majesty grant it?"

Sima Yuan remained silent. This uninvited guest had come to the inner palace and was able to speak with him so calmly, especially his neither servile nor arrogant attitude. He seemed to have no fear in the face of the powerful, instead engaging in casual conversation. Yet, facing him, the king of a nation, he made a demand without any politeness. Such a person was either arrogant and conceited or fearless. It seemed the inner palace needed a little cleanup.

"The South China Sea Kingdom only talks the talk, but when it comes to action, they back down?" the man scoffed, his tone full of contempt.

Sima Yuan was not easily swayed by his words, replying calmly, "Honored guest, you are mistaken! I do not yet know the reason for your request, so how can I grant it? Moreover, if you do not show yourself, how can I reward you?"

The man chuckled and slowly emerged from the shadows, saying, "My apologies."

"It's you!" The moment Sima Yuan saw the man, he understood his identity, surprised that the man seemed unconcerned about revealing his identity or causing unnecessary war.

A man dressed entirely in black, wearing a black iron mask, blended seamlessly into the moonless night. Without careful observation, it was difficult to discern whether an uninvited guest was lurking in the darkness. This was why the man could easily bypass the heavy guards, arriving here as if in an empty place.

Helian Chun chuckled and said, "Is it strange that this prince is here?"

Hearing Helian Chun's words, Shui Qing and Sima Yuan were speechless. They had both interacted with Helian Chun before and knew that he acted unpredictably, doing everything as he pleased. They had often heard of his "great achievements," but they hadn't expected him to be so carefree as to enter and leave another country's harem as if it were his own, completely unconcerned about being discovered.

"I wonder what brings the Fifth Prince to my beloved concubine's palace?" Sima Yuan frowned, suppressing his rising anger. He remembered the name Shui Qing had just called out, which sounded the same as the name of the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan. And Helian Chun had come to Chuxu Palace at this time—could it be that Shui Qing was waiting for him?

"This prince couldn't sleep, so I came out to enjoy the night view." Although Helian Chun was talking to Sima Yuan, his gaze remained fixed on Shui Qing.

Sima Yuan, of course, didn't believe his nonsense. The foreign envoys who came to observe the ceremony were all arranged to stay in another place, which was practically north and south of Chu Xu Palace. Moreover, this was the harem of the South Sea Kingdom; how could they just let anyone in just to enjoy the night view? "I wonder how the nights in the South Sea Kingdom differ from those in your country?" He had noticed that the other man's eyes were fixed on his woman, and while asking the question, he subtly pulled Shui Qing behind him.

"Heh! The King of the South Sea Kingdom doesn't need to do this. Even if I didn't understand the purpose of my visit before, I should have some idea from Shui Qing's reaction just now and my eyes." Helian Chun chuckled, whether it was because of Sima Yuan's question or because of his possessive actions, such an attempt to cover up his intentions only made him seem petty.

"Helian Chun, I advise you not to do anything that would damage the friendship between our country and Beiyuan," Sima Yuan said sternly. This man was actually calling Shui Qing by her nickname and making no attempt to conceal his true intentions. He had originally wanted to give the other party a way out, but now it seemed unnecessary.

"Hahaha!" Helian Chun laughed three times, as if he had heard Sima Yuan utter the most ridiculous words he had ever heard. "This prince is only interested in the woman behind you. As for the friendship between the Northern Plains and the South Sea, this prince cares about it and has no interest in it whatsoever. Alright! Getting back to the point, this prince just overheard someone seemingly dissatisfied with their woman's promiscuity. This prince doesn't mind such a woman, so why not give her to this prince?"

"You!" Sima Yuan glared angrily at Helian Chun, almost choking on his own breath. He had never seen such an arrogant and shameless person, actually asking a man to give away his woman in front of him. Regardless of whether he was the king of a country or not, as a man, asking him to do such a humiliating thing was tantamount to taking his life!

"Since you, the king, can't make the decision, then this prince will ask the person involved." Helian Chun crossed his arms, looking at Shui Qing with an air of certainty, and said, "Little Shui'er, you're better off without such a fickle man! My promise to you is unwavering until death."

Shui Qing gripped the corner of the blanket tightly. The current situation was giving her a headache. If Helian Chun hadn't appeared, she would still have room to maneuver. Now that he had appeared, he had stirred up a pool of water, and the ripples had made the originally calm water murky and even more troublesome.

☆, 85. Departure

"I didn't intend to leave." Shui Qing sighed softly. She felt like a woman caught in the act of adultery, except that she was now like a lover catching her husband making love. However, these two men didn't seem to understand how bizarre the situation was, and continued to talk casually, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed utterly absurd.

"He humiliated you like this, and you're still siding with him?" Helian Chun asked incredulously.

"I did not humiliate Xiao Qing!" Sima Yuan defended himself, explaining that he was simply too angry and his words were harsh.

"Whether it exists or not, it no longer matters. No one can stop me from doing what I want." No sooner had Helian Chun finished speaking than Sima Yuan noticed that the little woman who should have been behind him had run into Helian Chun's arms, her posture extremely possessive. This caused Sima Yuan to lose his temper, and he shouted, "Let her go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Hahaha... Welcome! Welcome! This prince wants to see what a man who doesn't know how to cherish his woman can do!" Helian Chun finished speaking and leaped away, his speed so fast that Sima Yuan didn't even have time to call for help before his figure disappeared into the darkness. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly shouted, "Someone!"

Although Sima Yuan had come to Shui Qing's palace in secret, he couldn't possibly have come alone. The palace maids serving Shui Qing, seeing the king's signal not to disturb Consort Qing, naturally had to retreat, leaving only the essential personnel to remain and await orders.

"Your Majesty, what has happened?" Eunuch Chen, hearing Sima Yuan's shout, rushed in. Seeing the king's expression, he roughly knew that their peaceful days were still far from over.

They had originally thought today would be a day of reconciliation between the king and Consort Qing, but considering the king's previously unpredictable mood, although it didn't affect political affairs, the eunuchs and palace maids serving the king were suffering greatly.

"Issue my decree! Someone has just broken into the palace and kidnapped Consort Qing. Now, pursue the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan with all your might! No matter what it takes, bring him back!" Sima Yuan gritted his teeth, spitting out each word heavily.

"What!" Eunuch Chen was already trembling with fear upon hearing that someone had broken into the inner palace undetected. Hearing that Consort Qing had been taken away by this person, and what made him lose his footing even more, was that this person was none other than the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan, who had been invited to attend the ceremony. Judging from

the king's tone, it seemed that he no longer cared about the other party's status and was even willing to attack an envoy. If this matter got out, although the other party would be in the wrong, the Fifth Prince was still the crown prince of another country. Pursuing him by any means necessary would inevitably damage the friendship between the two countries.

"Go now!" Sima Yuan roared at Eunuch Chen. His orders were clear; now, there was no point in worrying about the friendship between the two countries. They had already barged in and were bullying him. If he continued to swallow his anger, wouldn't that mean he was afraid of them? Regardless of whether it would trigger a war, upholding the dignity of the South Sea Kingdom and bringing them back was the most urgent matter.

"Yes!" Eunuch Chen scrambled out of the Chuxu Palace to deliver the king's orders.

"Xuan." Sima Yuan called softly into the darkness.

"Present." A low, hoarse voice, neither clearly male nor female, came from the darkness. Though no one was visible, the voice alone revealed the person's utmost respect for Sima Yuan.

"I need to know everything about the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan." Sima Yuan's anger subsided, and he spoke calmly, seemingly a far cry from his previous fury.

"Yes." The other party responded softly and quickly left to handle the task Sima Yuan had assigned.

Sima Yuan listened to the faint sound of Xuan leaving, his sharp eyes fixed on the distance. He truly didn't want to block everyone's escape route. If it weren't for Helian Chun's appearance and his hostage situation, he wouldn't have wanted to use Xuan's intelligence network. After all, some things are better left unsaid than understood. Being in an imperial family, suspicion is an instinctive first instinct. Emperors are ruthless; even biological parents might kill their children or fathers if their position is threatened.

Therefore, the founding emperor organized a special group. On the day of each South Sea King's coronation, the leader of Xuan would deliver intelligence, letting the current South Sea King know of this secret organization. Xuan directly obeyed the king who became king through the coronation ceremony. If the previous South Sea King hadn't yet nominated a successor, Xuan would take no action until the throne was officially inherited. This was to minimize the number of people aware of Xuan's existence, effectively reducing the risk of discovery for those seeking intelligence and maximizing the chance of leaks for those being investigated.

"Xuan" is an organization that possesses crucial intelligence, so each leader is carefully selected. Regardless of the king's character or ability, they are bound to be loyal to the death. To a certain extent, it's hard to say that there isn't a suspicion of blind loyalty.

In other words, this organization loyal to him is a double-edged sword. Successive kings rarely use it. Allowing "Xuan" to gather information is tantamount to strengthening their power. The more secrets they cannot uncover fall into "Xuan's" hands, the more they fear a potential counterattack in the end.

Now, Sima Yuan has no choice but to use it. Although he stood upright from beginning to end, seemingly unmoved by what had just happened, discerning observers could still see that his hands were clenched into fists, his hard nails digging into his flesh and drawing blood. He wasn't indifferent; rather, he was trying hard to suppress his emotions.

"Helian Chun, put me down!" Shui Qing twisted her body, trying to break free from his hold, but she couldn't budge an inch. She had been half-carried and half-held by him the whole way. Although it wasn't uncomfortable, she felt like a piece of merchandise being carried by a laborer to be weighed and sold.

"Be good, we'll be at our destination in a little while." Helian Chun patted Shui Qing's pink buttocks lightly, as if teasing her, but also warning her. "If you keep twisting like that, either you'll fall out of my arms, or we'll both get hurt."

Shui Qing knew they were getting further and further away from the capital, because the surrounding light was getting dimmer and dimmer, until only a few starlight remained. The surrounding scenery was flying by rapidly. From the moment Helian Chun took her hostage, he was practically running with his feet half-lifted in the air. The high walls and gates of the palace, the strict guards, were like a group of children playing house to him. In an instant, he flew out, treating the elites of the South Sea Kingdom as nothing, leaving them behind.

05-26

☆、86. Exposing

Shui Qing After hearing Helian Chun's words, and seeing the two of them flying in mid-air, she worried that if she or he made a mistake, they might fall to their deaths, which was a small matter compared to being paralyzed. She didn't want to be bedridden for the rest of her life. Her small hands trembled slightly as

she tightly hugged the man. Helian Chun was delighted that the beautiful woman had thrown herself into his arms. Just as he was about to enjoy it, he suddenly sensed an unfriendly aura. He quickened his pace, and Shui Qing, of course, noticed his unusual behavior. She hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Helian Chun didn't want her to know too much and simply brushed it off.

"Don't lie to me. Your breathing is becoming unstable, which means something is about to happen. Did 'he' send someone? Let's find a secluded place to hide." Shui Qing didn't like seeing conflict, but it was unavoidable. The best way was to keep them from seeing each other as much as possible.

"Hide? This prince disdains such things." Helian Chun sneered. He had never lacked "hiding" in his life. From childhood, he had hidden behind a mask; as an adult, he had to hide under a false name. Now this woman actually wanted him to hide from another man. If she weren't the woman he loved, he would have personally delivered her to the King of Hell long ago.

"You really are… never mind, let's get out of here quickly!" Shui Qing was furious. There's a saying that heroes aren't afraid of humble origins, and a true man can bend and

stretch. Although it seemed like he was showing weakness, those who can endure are destined for great things. Sometimes, haste doesn't always yield good results. "Hmph!" Helian Chun was glad this woman hadn't said anything more to anger him. If it weren't for her beside him, he would have stopped long ago and cleared out all the people behind him. This time, he hadn't let anyone else know he'd entered the palace to take her away, so he had no one else around to delay or deal with the people behind him.

Suddenly, Helian Chun stopped, tightly embracing Shui Qing, and stared at the unexpected person before him, his whole body tense. He said, "It's you."

"Master...Master!" Shui Qing opened her watery eyes wide in surprise, looking at someone who shouldn't be here.

"Qing'er," Gu Jingtang called out softly, his voice filled with affection. Since her return to the palace, he had never appeared before her. Partly, Shui Qing harbored a strange unease about his feelings for her; partly, he had already made an agreement with Mu Yi that as long as Shui Qing remained Sima Yuan's concubine, no matter what happened to her, he could only protect her silently from the shadows, never appearing in public.

He had originally intended to be content as long as Shui Qing was doing well, even if he could only watch her from the shadows. However, he hadn't expected to see Sima Yuan's attitude towards Shui Qing drastically change, then move on to other women, leaving Shui Qing to grow increasingly dejected, until finally, he even made another man his empress. He had originally intended to teach Sima Yuan a lesson on his wedding night, but unexpectedly, this man had a conscience, abandoning his new wife and returning to Shui Qing's side.

Watching Shui Qing's alluring figure revealed as Sima Yuan caressed her, he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He knew how sensitive this body was; her small mouth could utter sounds of ecstasy that melted a man's bones; her indulgence could drive a man to madness. He desperately wanted to rush forward and take Sima Yuan's place.

Unexpectedly, he heard Shui Qing call out another man's name. Both he and Sima Yuan were shocked. He knew that besides him, Sima Yuan was the only other man Shui Qing had been with, but he never expected to hear a third man's name. A sharp pain shot through his heart, but then he thought of everything he had done to her and felt that her actions weren't as unforgivable as his own.

Soon, Gu Jingtang understood. Loving her meant accepting everything about her. Besides, he knew how hard Shui Qing had been these past few days. Her identity and experiences had subjected her to much societal scrutiny. If it weren't for Sima Yuan's sense of responsibility, he would have long ago disregarded his agreement with Mu Yi and kidnapped Shui Qing, taking her away from this dangerous place.

However, Sima Yuan's curses and dissatisfaction were getting out of hand. Gu Jingtang was about to intervene when he saw a black figure that had been hiding in the shadows appear. The two men inside the room started fighting, and the uninvited guest quickly took Shui Qing hostage. Sima Yuan, furious, immediately sent men to give chase. Gu Jingtang thought for a moment, then darted away after the black figure, leaving the already chaotic palace.

At first, Gu Jingtang only felt that the figure was somewhat familiar. The longer he followed him, the more he realized that the black figure was someone he knew. A fire ignited in his heart. He used his inner strength to close the distance between them and came before Helian Chun. Seeing the eyes behind the mask and the words the other man inadvertently uttered, he knew that he had not mistaken him for someone else.

"You still recognize me?" Gu Jingtang suppressed his anger, advancing towards Helian Chun while saying in a low voice, "Then I don't need to say anything more, just hand her over to me."

Helian Chun quickly took a step back, saying in a low voice, "No." He unconsciously tightened his arms, afraid that if he wasn't careful, Shui Qing would be snatched away by the man in front of him.

"Do you think you have the right to say no in front of me?" Gu Jingtang's face turned cold.

"Why not?" Helian Chun was on high alert, remaining calm and not giving Gu Jingtang any opening to exploit.

Shui Qing heard the tone of their conversation, and it seemed that the two had known each other for a long time. Moreover, for some reason, Helian Chun's originally arrogant and self-assured attitude softened considerably when facing his master. Even if she was slow to notice, she could sense the unusual atmosphere between the two.

"Master, you know... the Fifth Prince of Beiyuan Kingdom?" Shui Qing almost called out Helian Chun's name, but considering the complicated relationship between them, it was better to avoid trouble.

Gu Jingtang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "We have a close relationship."

Hearing Gu Jingtang's words, Helian Chun merely pursed his lips, offering no response, maintaining a distance as if wary of a thief.

Shui Qing, hearing her master's words, couldn't help but wonder who Helian Chun was, that her usually so sociable master could utter the words "a close relationship."

Seeing Shui Qing's thoughtful expression and Helian Chun's eagerness to conceal something, Gu Jingtang smiled and said, "Qing'er, you should be familiar with this Fifth Prince."

☆、87. Helian is!?

"What do you mean?" Shui Qing asked, puzzled, but clearly knew there was more to Gu Jingtang's words than met the eye.

"This person..." Gu Jingtang was about to reveal Helian Chun's identity when he heard him shout, "Shut up!"

"Don't want Qing'er to know your true colors?" Gu Jingtang raised an eyebrow, unfazed by Helian Chun's fierce tone. "Or are you afraid that if she knew, she would see through your true nature?"

"Chun..." Shui Qing called out uneasily. The more Helian Chun concealed, the more it meant that what her master said was true.

"I don't need to listen to his nonsense!" Helian Chun tightened his arms, his whole body trembling slightly, whether from anger or because his secret was about to be exposed. Complex emotions flowed from his body to Shui Qing's heart.

But I believe my master wouldn't lie... Shui Qing murmured to herself. Although she had lost a part of her memory, her heart told her that her master would not hide anything from her.

"So, you think I've been lying to you all along?" Helian Chun felt a chill after hearing Shui Qing's murmur. Could it be that she couldn't feel a trace of his sincerity?

"What?" Shui Qing was completely unaware that she had blurted out her true feelings. She was stunned by Helian Chun's question and replied blankly, unaware that her reaction made it seem to Helian Chun as an attempt to conceal his distrust.

"What else do you want to ask me? Is everything I've done for you less important than a few simple words from your so-called master?" Helian Chun gasped for breath, trying to suppress his emotions. Although he was questioning her, he dared not underestimate Gu Jingtang's actions.

"I didn't..." Shui Qing realized she had been repeating those three words all day. While it's said that beautiful women are a source of trouble, too many men sow the seeds of future problems. Now she understood that a man's jealousy could truly ferment, no less intense than a woman's.

"Whether you meant it or not, once we get rid of this man, we'll settle our score." Helian Chun knew what was urgent and wouldn't act like Sima Yuan, losing his temper and giving the other party an opportunity to succeed.

"Tsk!" Gu Jingtang scoffed. He had thought he could use this secret to sway Helian Chun, but his resolve had only grown stronger. It seemed he would have to think of another way. "Qing'er, you need to know how heartbroken your Mu-gege will be if you go with this prince."

"Heartbroken? A man who would be heartbroken because of a woman would never do something as absurd as sending his beloved to someone else." Helian Chun couldn't help but curse Gu Jingtang inwardly for resorting to such despicable tactics. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew how much Mu Yi meant to Xiao Shui'er.

Helian Chun looked at the woman in his arms with affection, then fixed his gaze firmly on Gu Jingtang, saying, "Neither Mu Yi nor you are worthy of staying by her side! So, don't even think about taking her from me!"

Shui Qing's heart trembled upon hearing Helian Chun's words. She still couldn't let go of her feelings for Mu Yi, even though this man had placed her in another man's arms. To outsiders, she was nothing to Mu Yi, but this stubborn woman, no matter how Mu Yi treated her, was willing to believe in him until the very end.

"Instead of saying my actions are incomprehensible, why not tell me the true meaning behind your concealment of your identity?" Gu Jingtang decided to spend his entire life by her side, not only as an expression of his love for her, but also as an endless atonement.

"The true meaning? The less she knows, the safer her life will be." Helian Chun's words were genuine; his identity was too special, and he wouldn't have chosen to hide it if the time wasn't not yet ripe.

"Hmph! That sounds nice. Are you really not afraid that I'll reveal your true identity right now?" Gu Jingtang didn't believe Helian Chun's answer at all. However, the fact that he could remain hidden by his side for so many years without showing any signs of abnormality meant that this eldest disciple—no, Helian Chun—was no ordinary person.

Helian Chun gritted his teeth, pondered for a moment, and decided to take a gamble, saying, "Tell me then. Perhaps if you reveal the truth, it will lighten the burden of this secret I've kept hidden in my heart for so long, which would be a good thing for me and for Xiao Shui'er."

Gu Jingtang looked down at Helian Chun, not angry but smiling, and said calmly, "Very good! Your apprentices who have graduated really don't care about feelings at all. Your past teachings have made you all grow up and forget your teacher. Helian Chun—no, I should call you Luo Shaoyi, as the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life.' You should show some respect when you see your teacher."

"Hahaha!" Helian Chun laughed wildly. In his youth, he endured humiliation and left Beiyuan Kingdom to avoid disaster, to protect himself, and more importantly, because he needed to learn higher martial arts skills. He had a deep-seated hatred to avenge, and he could not overthrow the forces in the country by himself.

Wandering from the Northern Plains Kingdom, through the Central Plains Kingdom and the Western Night Kingdom, he finally ran out of money and was exhausted. He collapsed helplessly halfway up Qishan Mountain, where he was found by Gu Jingtang, who was gathering herbs. Gu Jingtang took him back to his manor to treat him, and through a series of coincidences, he became Gu Jingtang's eldest disciple.

Over the years, he studied diligently and secretly sent people back to the Northern Plains Kingdom to gather information. Unexpectedly, not long after he left the Northern Plains, his beloved mother died.

When his mother asked him to leave, a shadow was left in the palace in his place. However, this shadow inadvertently learned a secret that could not be revealed, and after passing the information to him, it disappeared without a trace.

During that time, although he accomplished much more than before, he had not yet achieved anything significant. However, as an unfavored prince in Beiyuan, he could not disappear for long. Therefore, he fabricated a reason to return to Beiyuan for a period of time. In addition to finding a suitable shadow warrior, he also needed this person to gather information for him during his absence from Beiyuan and to make appearances in unavoidable situations to deter those who wanted to take action.

In the year Shui Qing turned sixteen, he had mastered his martial arts and completed the training of all his subordinates. He was about to find a reason to leave and return to Beiyuan when Shui Qing's mischievous act disrupted his original plan, and his originally peaceful heart was also changed because of Shui Qing.

☆、88. Two Tigers Fighting

"Don't think that just because you were once my master you can command me! Little Shui'er deserves better treatment! Her best home is by my side." Helian Chun said affectionately. How could he possibly give away his precious daughter so easily? Besides, this time, he came prepared to rescue Shui Qing from the hell of the South Sea Kingdom and bring her back to the Northern Plains to enjoy wealth and glory.

"You want to take Qing'er back to the Northern Plains?" Although Gu Jingtang never left Shui Qing's side, he had also been in contact with many countries and knew that a power shift had begun in the Northern Plains. The Northern Plains did not favor primogeniture; they would only give power to those who were capable. And those who were capable were particularly concerned with whether they had a complete set of moral principles. Under such special circumstances, Helian Chun's plan was very shrewd. On the one hand, he could seize power, and on the other hand, he could win the heart of the beauty.

"The South China Sea Kingdom is her place of sorrow; only by leaving here can she show a genuine smile." Since that day, Helian Chun hadn't seen Shui Qing truly smile. Although she experienced joy by Sima Yuan's side, he always felt that the smiles were merely fleeting emotions, for he saw a hint of pretense in them.

"If what you say is true, then why do I see her expression like this?" Gu Jingtang wasn't unaware that among the royal family, there was no such thing as true love; only a series of power struggles. If genuine affection existed, it was limited to a select few. Power was a poisonous drug, known to be taken yet unavoidable. Every member of the royal family in such an environment was a deeply poisoned, severely ill patient.

Hearing Gu Jingtang's words, Helian Chun quickly looked at Shui Qing. Her eyes were moist, a mixture of resentment, joy, and concern as she looked at him. This gaze was filled with boundless emotion, like a powerful wave crashing against his heart. At this moment, he was uncertain whether his actions truly fulfilled her expectations.

Helian Chun's heart tightened. A thousand words wanted to be uttered, but none came out. Suddenly, he took a large step back. Gu Jingtang had tried to snatch Shui Qing back while Helian was distracted, but he missed by a hair's breadth. His hand barely touched the fabric covering her, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Jingtang realized that his disciple, whom he had thought was inferior in skill, was now on par with him—no, slightly superior.

"What do you want to do?" Helian Chun glared at Gu Jingtang, one hand gripping Shui Qing's slender neck. If he hadn't lived with this man for some time and understood some of his habits, he would have almost been taken advantage of by Gu Jingtang.

Seeing Helian's actions, Gu Jingtang feared for Shui Qing's safety. Though somewhat flustered, he remained calm and composed, looking at him and saying, "You saw Qing'er's expression. Why be so stubborn? Hand her over to me, and I can pretend this never happened."

"Hmph! I cannot comply." Helian Chun scoffed. He had deliberately wanted to make a scene, which was why he had so brazenly snatched her from Sima Yuan. To ask him to pretend it never happened would contradict his original intention.

Just as the two men were locked in a stalemate, Shui Qing placed her small hand on Helian's chest, gently pulling them apart, and said softly, "Master is right. You must let me go."

"No!" Helian Chun's resolute tone left no room for negotiation.

"This is not a matter you can refuse." Shui Qing's tone was soft, but her voice was firm. After everything that had happened, she no longer believed in love. Mu Yi's indifference, Sima Yuan's passion, Helian's coldness, and her master's infatuation—these four men made her realize that she had only become a woman by their side to satisfy their desires. The one who

loved the deepest hurt the deepest. In Mu Yi's heart, she was nothing more than the best pawn. She understood this, yet she foolishly revealed everything about herself, only to be pushed away by him again and again.

Sima Yuan was someone worthy of her love, but only during her time as crown prince. After he became king, for the sake of the balance of power and the peace of the country, he had to take in many beauties. For the sake of power balance, he kept saying he loved her, but he still had to let his vows become nothing but smoke due to the helplessness of the ruler.

Today, one thing after another happened, leaving her feeling disheartened and caught off guard, but it also made her truly realize the path she should take in the future. She decided that from this moment on, she would no longer live for men. She decided to return to Sima Yuan's side, not for any other reason than to repay Mu Yi's kindness and Sima Yuan's love. Once she had repaid his debt, she would leave without hesitation, finding a place where no one knew her to live out the rest of her life quietly.

These men didn't understand that only a stubborn woman like her could suffer from misplaced love and find happiness in deep love. It could only be said that her path in love was more arduous than most, but fate had also given her another smooth road. These men, who initially resisted Shui Qing, eventually became inseparable from her.

Shui Qing herself didn't understand why her path in love was so difficult, why she was hurt by men time and time again, yet why she still looked forward to a bright future.

She no longer wants to foolishly stay in the same place waiting for a man to love her, no longer wants to foolishly wait to be loved. Didn't she live well without love or a man in the past? I believe she can live quite freely and happily after leaving a man.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Once we're safe, I'll settle things with you properly." Before Helian Chun could finish speaking, he silenced Shui Qing by striking her pressure point, immobilizing her. With one less distraction, he could now focus on escaping this predicament.

Shui Qing couldn't believe Helian Chun had silently struck her pressure point. The humiliation of being inexplicably controlled made her glare angrily at the man beside her. Unfortunately, she didn't realize that her angry expression held a captivating allure in his eyes, a coquettish charm that eroded his hardened heart.

"You're looking at me so seductively, did Sima not satisfy you just now?" Helian whispered ambiguously in Shui Qing's ear, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to make one blush but unable to act, while the other felt a tingling sensation but hesitated to make a move.

Ahhh~~ Shui Shui is here to repent!
It's been several days since my last update. It's not that I'm being lazy;
I'm just genuinely lacking the energy.
I have an exam next week, and I haven't stopped working or attending classes
. Plus, my writing has been stuck these past few days!
Damn you, master and disciple, why can't you give your dear mother a break?! I'll
make up for it with one more chapter today, and see if I have any energy left tonight...
Sigh... I hope I can update on time next year... (Irresponsible escape)

☆, 89.

Seeing Shui Qing glaring at him, Helian Chun laughed excitedly, a sinister smile creeping across his face. He said, "Little Shui seems to want to give something as a farewell gift to her master..." Before he could finish, he forcefully ripped her clothes off, tearing the fabric that covered her body. Her snow-white body was faintly visible through the tattered fabric, falling into Gu Jingtang's eyes.

Seeing that Gu Jingtang was about to make a move, he quickly stopped him, saying, "Dear Master, please don't act rashly. Otherwise, I would rather ruin her than hand her over to you." His large hand tightened around Shui Qing's neck, causing her to involuntarily furrow her brows and show a slight expression of pain. Seeing this, Gu Jingtang knew that Helian Chun was unlikely to really ruin Shui Qing, but he couldn't bear to see her suffer any harm, so he had to stop, even if he was unwilling.

"Helian Chun, you shameless scoundrel!" Shui Qing never expected Helian Chun to humiliate her like this. Instinctively, she wanted to hug herself, only to find she was powerless. Enraged, she heard the thread of reason snap in her mind, a flash of white light before her eyes nearly causing her to faint. She blinked hard several times to calm herself, her beautiful eyes narrowed, burning with fury as she glared at him, venting her anger. Although this was futile, it gave her a way to vent her frustration.

Helian Chun, of course, knew the anger in her eyes and deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. Seeing Gu Jingtang's darkening expression gave him a strange sense of pleasure. "There's no need to look at me with such gratitude. After all, you were master and disciple. Considering this special relationship..." She paused, her gaze sweeping over Gu Jingtang, before continuing, "It's not unreasonable to let him have this little treat."

Gu Jingtang already felt guilty towards Shui Qing, and he understood the hidden meaning in Helian's words. Fearing that the other party might reveal his shameful past, he clenched his fists behind his back, suppressing the urge to erupt.

If it were any other time, Shui Qing would have noticed something fishy about Helian's tone, but she no longer had those painful memories, and besides, she was currently in an awkward situation. Although a strange feeling flashed through her mind, she didn't dwell on it, because she had something more important to deal with. "Helian Chun! What are you doing with your hands?"

"Oh... nothing." Helian Chun cupped her full breasts in one hand and gently kneaded them, his fingers pinching and slowly twisting the small red nipples. He whispered in her ear, "Your breasts seem to have grown quite a bit, even more so than before, and the reaction is better too. It's only just started and it's already this hard."

You bastard! Shui Qing desperately wanted to shout these words out loud, but she couldn't manage to utter a sound. Her movements were restricted, leaving her only to silently endure the perverted man's groping. Fortunately, her will was strong, and she wouldn't waver because of his actions. But… even so, her body wouldn't obey. With the man's large hands caressing her, she clearly felt her nipples hardening, and fluid began to seep between her legs, slowly sliding down her inner thighs.

"It's wet here too… Little Shui'er's sensitive body can't live without a man." Helian Chun's hands left her swollen breasts, slightly lifting the barely covering fabric, and moved between her legs. His fingers gently slid through the thick black forest, occasionally probing deep into her flower, teasingly inserting.

"Mmm…" It's you who can't live without women! Shui Qing groaned softly. This suppressed moan, to the two men, didn't elicit any rebuttal, but rather carried a flirtatious tone.

"Master, listen! Such a beautiful voice shouldn't disappear from this world, otherwise, it would be a great loss." Helian Chun toyed with Shui Qing's body while slowly widening the distance between them. He had Gu Jingtang's mind perfectly at work, wanting him to have reservations so that he could find a way to take the lovely girl in his arms back to Beiyuan.

Gu Jingtang couldn't possibly be unmoved by Helian's actions towards his beloved woman, but he knew he couldn't be rash. If he angered this senior disciple who was already somewhat unfathomable, losing his whereabouts would be a minor matter; if he were to perish together with his beloved, it would be too late for regrets.

Helian Chun continued, "Master, why don't you consider how terrible everything the South Sea Kingdom and the West Night Kingdom have done to you? Return to the Northern Plains with your disciple, and we can take care of Xiao Shui'er together, how about it?" Having followed Gu Jingtang for many years, he could somewhat sense the humiliation that the Northern Plains and the South Sea Kingdom had brought him. Moreover, because of his own early experiences, this man had buried his own child with his own hands. Shui Qing couldn't bear this result and lost her memory, making the two of them like strangers. These layers of hatred were definitely the best way to persuade him. More importantly, the child in his heart was in his hands, and the outcome of this negotiation would be in his favor.

"Sounds very good. The problem is, I want someone to protect her." Gu Jingtang agreed. He hadn't expected this disciple to be so silent and transparent under his tutelage. He had thought his character was honest and kind, but it turned out he was also a fox. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of Helian's distraction to rescue her, but unfortunately, they had lived together for a long time and knew each other's personalities to some extent. To gain the upper hand, luck and strength were both indispensable.

"Is that so? What a pity. I thought I could get along quite well with my master. In that case, before I leave, I'll give him a little more to savor. Here!" Before Helian Chun finished speaking, the fabric covering Shui Qing's body instantly ripped off and flew towards Gu Jingtang's face. Gu Jingtang quickly caught the flying object, but his momentary lapse in attention allowed Helian Chun to escape. He had thought

that in broad daylight, this prince, though arrogant, wouldn't be too outrageous, at most just deliberately toying with Shui Qing in front of him, like before. He hadn't expected him to actually be so ruthless as to tear off all the fabric from her body. Although it was only for a moment, he saw the snow-white body he had longed for day and night. Too shocked to react instantly, he hesitated for a moment, and in that brief instant, the black figure disappeared in the opposite direction, quickly vanishing into the forest.

Gu Jingtang didn't think much of it. Following their trail, he gathered his strength and took light steps to chase after them.

☆、90. The Pursuers

"Quickly, after them!" A series of hurried and chaotic footsteps chased after Helian Chun in the direction he had left.

The group behind Helian Chun was diligently chasing after the two, following Sima Yuan's orders. They had lost track of him at one point, but fortunately, their persistent pursuit of the few traces Helian had left behind, coupled with Gu Jingtang's earlier interference, caused Helian's initially cautious movements to reveal flaws.

Gu Jingtang subtly moved to higher ground, overlooking the group's actions. Although these people were unlikely to catch Helian, they could still serve as a barrier. Their numbers would minimize the places and directions Helian could hide in, and he only needed to follow behind, remaining still and waiting for an opportunity.

"These people are really persistent. Don't worry, Xiao Shui'er, I will definitely not let you go back to that place!" Helian Chun's pace showed no signs of slowing down, but with so many pursuers behind him, his escape routes were limited, especially since he was carrying the almost naked Shui Qing. Although he hurriedly draped his own clothes over her, he still felt somewhat awkward, making his movements somewhat restricted.

Shui Qing watched helplessly as everything unfolded, increasingly heading in an uncertain direction. A woman as promiscuous as herself was utterly unworthy of so many people's energy. Initially, her idea was simple: to make Brother Mu a superior man. So she offered her most precious virginity, and it yielded great results.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on her; the situations she encountered were neither what she wanted nor desired. Every man projected their own desires onto her. Although their every action was for her sake and considered things from her perspective, not one of them truly asked what she wanted.

On the other hand, she couldn't help but despise herself. Although she rationally knew that Brother Mu was using her, and Sima Yuan, while genuinely kind to her, had been raised to be a ruler, naturally having many more considerations. How much he would truly abandon for her was questionable.

However, these weren't the biggest problems at the moment. What she needed to do was escape from Helian Chun's grasp. Although she knew what the future held if she returned to Sima Yuan's side, she still wanted to gamble on whether Sima Yuan's sincerity would allow her to achieve her goals for Brother Mu. As for the harm and pain she might inflict on Sima Yuan, she could only repay that in the next life.

Suddenly, a jolt occurred, and Shui Qing realized that something in her body seemed to have changed. Overjoyed, she gently moved her fingertips and discovered that her body was gradually regaining its ability to move according to her will. Unfortunately, she couldn't find an opportunity yet and could only silently let Helian lead her away.

Helian, being chased by the troops behind him, had unknowingly deviated from his original planned direction. When he reached a cliff, he stopped, sighed softly, and turned to look at the troops approaching not far away.

Seeing that Helian was still holding the person the king valued most, and that the spot where they stood was just one step away from an unfathomable abyss, these people dared not make a move, fearing that a single misstep would cause both of them to fall to their deaths. The man was one thing, but if anything happened to the woman, their lives would be in grave danger. Therefore, every person gripped their swords tightly at their waists, completely focused and not daring to relax for a moment.

Gu Jingtang, in a place where she could see the whole situation but couldn't be discovered, waited for the two groups to confront each other. Helian Chun had successfully escaped; she only needed to focus on dealing with him. When Shui Qing returned to his side, and Mu Yi came to demand her back, she could simply pin the blame on Helian. If Sima Yuan won back the beauty, she could still move freely in and out of the palace as before. Regardless of which side won, Shui Qing would ultimately belong to him!

Helian Chun noticed that besides the large group in front of him, his master was also watching intently from afar. His prized possession was being coveted by so many. On one hand, he admired his own judgment; on the other hand, he was dissatisfied with her allure. Such a seductive figure attracted countless men—how many men would it take to satisfy her?

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, the wall of people surrounding them slowly parted, and Sima Yuan stepped forward with a grave expression. When he saw Shui Qing draped in Helian's clothes, revealing glimpses of her fair skin, and the two embracing intimately, he knew what was happening without even asking. His rationality was almost completely shattered, but he restrained himself in front of everyone. In

the past, he could always explain things away with other excuses when only a few people knew, but now everyone was watching his woman being held in a man's arms. Although her innocence was being questioned in such a short time, there was still a chance to clear her name.

However, when Helian abducted Shuiqing, her clothing barely covered her body. Given Helian Chun's unpredictable nature, it was hard to guarantee that Shuiqing's clothes would still be intact. He didn't want any more rumors detrimental to Shuiqing, so he could only wait and see, looking for any possible opportunity to rescue her before anyone noticed. The longer it dragged on, the more he couldn't guarantee that this capricious man wouldn't do something outrageous. If something truly happened, he might be powerless to protect his beloved woman.

"Return her to me, and I will forgive and forget." Sima Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed intently on Helian Chun, showing his magnanimity through forgiveness for his disrespectful behavior. After all, the other party was also a prince of a kingdom; harming him would only strain relations between the two countries, which would only be detrimental to the currently unstable regime.

"No! She's already mine. Besides, you already have an empress, and many more beauties will enter the palace in the future. She'll only be neglected. It's better for her to stay by my side. I, the prince, will treat her wholeheartedly and will never let her suffer the slightest grievance." Helian Chun didn't even have time to think, directly pointing out Sima Yuan's future predicament and revealing that the two had already consummated their marriage. These words made Sima Yuan lose face, his face becoming even more serious, and his whole being exuding an aura of rage.

Sima Yuan closed his eyes tightly, his hands hanging at his sides. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched so tightly they were bleeding, but he didn't feel the pain. Suppressing his anger, he took several heavy breaths, then his gaze sharpened, and he slowly released his hands, step by step, moving towards the two of them.

☆、91. Falling Off the Cliff

"You'd better not come any closer, or I, the prince, can't guarantee what I might do." Helian Chun tightly embraced Shui Qing's body. These men didn't cherish her at all. Just as she was about to make a decision, he rescued her, only to find that these people wanted to compete with him. Since that was the case, everyone for themselves, and if he couldn't have it, they wouldn't have it either.

"Even if I don't come closer, you can't guarantee you won't do something." Sima Yuan had witnessed Helian Chun's unpredictable personality. This man acted based on his current mood, and the actions of others were not a factor in his consideration. Just like in the palace, this man treated his territory as his own home, coming and going freely without any regard for him. Even people were kidnapped right under his nose. This humiliation of being looked down upon would be repaid to Helian sooner or later.

"If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? Since you've already realized that Xiao Shui'er's heart isn't with you, wouldn't letting go be better for both of you? Why cling to her and make her suffer with you?" Helian Chun couldn't understand why, if he was already dissatisfied with her, he would keep her imprisoned by his side. Letting go of each other's hands and allowing each other to find a better future would be the best outcome, wouldn't it?

"Whether you let go or not is none of your business." Sima Yuan said in a low voice. He didn't need to explain his feelings to anyone. Only he could give Shui Qing happiness in this life. As for this irresponsible, dissolute prince, he had no right to bring her happiness. He slowly extended his right hand and issued another ultimatum to Helian Chun, "Release my woman immediately!"

Shui Qing looked at Sima Yuan's approaching figure, her eyes flashing with many complicated emotions. In just one day, almost all the men she had ever been with in her life had appeared, but the one she wanted to see most was nowhere to be seen.

The two men she least wanted to see again, however, wouldn't let her go. One lurked in the shadows, protecting her, while the other, arrogant and domineering, repeatedly abducted her. While they argued about what was truly for her good, everything they did forced her into choices she disliked. More often than not, they imposed their own preferences on her, based on their self-righteous assumptions.

Honestly, she hated them. But whenever she looked into their eyes, she saw a longing for love, like an abandoned child finally reunited with their parents, overjoyed yet fearful of being abandoned again. The more they worried, the more suffocating their actions became. In the end, she could only choose to escape, otherwise, one day she would sink into endless darkness with them. What frustrated

her most was the man before her. Although he loved her, he couldn't truly love her. He wanted to make her happy, yet often made her feel lonely. In his life, women were tools to maintain his power, and while she was his haven, her status put him in a difficult position.

Although she criticized these men for their wickedness, she herself was an utterly wicked woman, loving a man who could never love her back, deceiving a man who truly loved her for his sake. Life is full of unexpected events; she met a man who loved her so much he would give his life for her, but unfortunately, his way of expressing his love was too intense.

Meanwhile, a man who silently protected her caused her inexplicable heartache. Listening to the conversation between the two men, Shui Qing suddenly chuckled, revealing a stunning smile that captivated the men present. However, Sima Yuan and the others sensed an unsettling emotion in her clear, bell-like voice. Before either of them could realize what was happening, a shocking scene unfolded in the blink of an eye.

Shui Qing grabbed Helian's arms with both hands, hooked her legs around his knees, and with a sudden movement, tossed him towards Sima Yuan. The force of the throw sent her flying halfway into the air towards the cliff.

Helian Chun was caught off guard by Shui Qing's sudden action. Before he could react, she broke free from his grasp and threw him toward his enemy. Fortunately, he was alert enough that he spun around before touching Sima Yuan. After regaining his footing, he saw Shui Qing flying toward the bottomless cliff. He was stunned in shock, but then he reacted and leaped toward her.

Sima Yuan had been facing Shui Qing the whole time. When he saw Helian's figure approaching him, he frowned in disgust and unconsciously reached out to push him away. Unexpectedly, Helian stopped him, which made him admire Helian's skill. In the next instant, he saw Shui Qing's figure lightly float down and disappear. Just as he realized what had happened and was about to call out Shui Qing's name, he felt a gust of wind beside him. He saw Helian Chun also disappearing from everyone's sight, following Shui Qing's path. The two of them vanished in an instant, a shocking sight that made everyone present feel uneasy.

Sima Yuan's hands remained suspended in mid-air, perhaps trying to lessen his guilt towards Shui Qing. He hesitated to lower his hands until he regained consciousness and realized what he had missed. Overwhelmed with frustration, he let out a long roar and rushed towards the cliff edge. Fortunately, the head guard was quick-witted and had noticed the king's unusual behavior, keeping an eye on his every move. He was able to intercept the king's figure halfway as he was about to throw himself off the cliff.

"Let me go!" Sima Yuan struggled to break free, but the head guard was unwilling to release him. He could only plead, "Please calm down, Your Majesty. This cliff is unfathomably deep. As the Emperor, if anything were to happen to you, even my death could not atone for it. I will certainly send people down the cliff to search for the Empress. Please return to the palace and await my good news."

Sima Yuan stopped struggling, his eyes coldly fixed on the head guard. He said in a deep voice, "You yourself said this cliff is unfathomably deep. How could a weak woman possibly survive a fall?"

"Your Majesty is terrified, but Your Highness is blessed with good fortune, and besides..." The head guard paused for a moment, then continued, "The Fifth Prince of Beiyuan is skilled in martial arts; he will surely protect Your Majesty. As long as I search diligently, I have no worries about finding her."

After hearing the head guard's words, Sima Yuan knew that with Helian Chun's protection, Shui Qing's chances of survival had increased. On the other hand, he resented being able to watch helplessly as a man he hated rescued his woman. After struggling with his inner turmoil, he said in a low, hoarse voice, "I want to see her alive, or... I want to see her body."

☆、92. New Life

"Young lady! Wait!" Aunt Chen shouted in her loud voice as she chased after the receding figure not far away.

A woman dressed in simple clothes, carrying a vegetable basket in both hands, stopped at the sound of a loud call. Turning around, she looked at the elderly woman running towards her and asked softly with a beaming smile, "Aunt Chen, is there something you need?"

Aunt Chen, nearing fifty, was slightly plump, and she was already out of breath after only a few steps. After catching her breath several times, she handed the woman a cloth bag, looking at the young woman with a wide, beaming smile. "Young lady, didn't you ask my husband to buy some things from town the other day? See if anything is missing, and if you need my husband to buy you anything else?"

"No need, this is enough. Thank you, Aunt Chen," the woman said with a smile. After thanking Aunt Chen repeatedly, she took her leave and walked gracefully towards home. Aunt Chen

watched the woman's retreating figure, and couldn't help but recall the scene when they first arrived. Anyuan Village was originally a small village with a small population. Life wasn't wealthy, but they managed to get by. However, since the arrival of the young woman and her husband two years ago, the village began to change.

One day, a man covered in blood struggled to walk towards the village entrance, carrying a woman in his arms. Blood dripped onto the woman, and both were soaking wet, looking utterly wretched.

The village children, who had been playing at the entrance, saw the blood-covered figures and ran home crying. The adults, hearing the children's cries, thought something terrible had happened and rushed to the entrance, only to find them. The villagers were always harmonious and helpful. Although they saw the outsiders, seeing the couple's plight, they didn't ask any questions but instead called upon the villagers to take them to the village chief's house.

Upon seeing the couple's condition, the village chief knew the man's injuries were more serious. He quickly assigned people to help, calling Old Li from the east of the village to fetch a doctor from town, and Granny Wang from the west to care for the young woman. After a considerable effort, the doctor finally arrived, travel-worn from afar. After carefully examining the couple, he treated the man's injuries, prescribed two doses of medicine, and before leaving, gave them some instructions and said he would return to check on them in a few days.

Although the village chief's house wasn't large, it was enough for the two of them to stay. However, unsure of their relationship, they each had a room next to each other.

After a period of rest, the woman's health improved significantly, but the man remained unconscious. After ascertaining that they were husband and wife, the village chief provided them with a room to stay temporarily. With the help of the villagers and the woman's meticulous care for three months, the man finally woke up, and it took another six months to fully recover.

Now that the two of them were able to work, the village chief of Anyuan asked them if they wanted to stay in the village or leave to go where they needed to go. The couple said they had nowhere to go. The warmth and peace of Anyuan Village during this period of time made them want to stay for a long time. The village chief, of course, welcomed them to stay and allocated a piece of land and a house for them to settle down in peace.

After all, Anyuan Village's geographical environment wasn't ideal. Nestled in a mountain hollow, it was difficult for crops to grow, and the surrounding mountains lacked abundant minerals and resources. Furthermore, it wasn't a transportation hub or a bustling center of activity. Many young people, unable to bear the village's lack of development potential, migrated one by one to nearby towns or even more distant capitals. Now, there were few truly native young people left in Anyuan Village; the remaining residents were mostly the elderly, women, and children. Having more young people would be a great benefit to them.

Perhaps as if Heaven was compensating Anyuan Village, ever since the young couple settled there, one good thing after another seemed to fall from the sky. An elderly villager was gathering firewood on the mountain when he slipped and fell. The young woman's husband, who happened to be going up the mountain with her, rushed to his rescue. By chance, he spotted a stone. After examining it carefully, he carried the old man back to the village, obtained some tools from the blacksmith at the village entrance, and after some hammering and chiseling, a piece of emerald green jade was revealed.

The elders, of course, knew the value of jade, but they didn't know how precious the jade produced here was. Following the man's suggestion, they took the jade to a jade shop in town for appraisal. The appraisal was astounding; it turned out that Anyuan Village possessed abundant, high-quality jade. However, the villagers, lacking education and appraisal skills, had kept this jade hidden. Now, finally, someone recognized its value, and Anyuan Village had a glimmer of hope.

However, the villagers also knew that jade mining required government permission, and being simple and honest, they were helpless against the tricks of some merchants. The man volunteered to take on this arduous task. Although he encountered considerable obstacles at first, he ultimately succeeded in preserving this source of income for Anyuan Village.

Afterwards, the man and his wife used the money from trading jade to develop Anyuan Village. Some young people who had left knew their birthplace had hope, and one by one they returned. After all, people always have a connection to their hometown; if survival weren't so difficult, no one would willingly leave their familiar place. Soon, the village regained its former vitality, and the couple's actions deeply moved the villagers.

Although Anyuan Village's economic conditions improved considerably, everyone maintained their original way of life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Compared to the villagers' peaceful lifestyle, the young couple from out of town changed the most. The husband, initially thin due to a serious injury and bedridden period, recovered his health. His robust physique and mature, steady demeanor stirred the hearts of some unmarried young women.

Meanwhile, the wife was equally stunning, with a slender figure and a beautiful face that, while still possessing a touch of glamour, captivated some of the village's strong men and young men from the start. After observing her for a while, they found that besides her beauty, she was also kind-hearted, always smiling at everyone. But the thought of her being a married woman made the men lament the injustice of fate. Why couldn't they meet such a wonderful woman?

☆、93. Husband, take the challenge.

The woman had just pushed open the door and hadn't even stepped inside when she was enveloped in a warm and familiar embrace. The next moment, her delicate neck felt a hot breath, and two thin lips gently placed many delicate kisses.

"It's still early, don't do this..." The woman resisted slightly. Of course, she didn't dislike the man's intimate behavior behind her, but it was broad daylight. Although no one would say anything about what happened in the bedroom, doing such things in broad daylight felt inappropriate.

Without a word, the man scooped the woman up, kicked the door shut, and the once bright room became much darker. He strode into the bedroom, placed the woman on the bed, and quickly stripped her of her clothes, leaving only a light green bra covering her last line of defense.

His large hands gently kneaded the bra, and through the fabric, her nipples began to harden sensitively. The tingling pleasure made the woman let out a soft moan, which was clearly audible in the quiet room. Hearing herself make such a seductive sound, the woman blushed, and her legs began to secrete nectar. She felt a strange emptiness in her body, as if something was missing, and she helplessly twisted her body.

"Don't rush, something even more pleasurable is coming." The man's deep, husky voice was filled with desire. He didn't dislike the woman's coy attitude; on the contrary, he found it alluring. Especially with this act of chastity, slowly breaking down her defenses, the more challenging conquest, would excite him even more, making him love her even more fiercely. His

large hands slowly moved from her breasts down her waist to her fair thighs, gently parting her legs to reveal the alluring forbidden zone. In the dark bush, the beautiful valley glistened with moisture, appearing translucent in the dim light. Her two pink lips opened and closed involuntarily, as if whispering sweet nothings.

The man's breathing became heavier as he lowered his head to kiss her rounded knees, slowly moving down her inner thighs towards that enchanting valley.

"Ah...no..." The woman gasped, her body aroused by the stimulation. Her small hands pushed against the man's head, her head shaking helplessly. She didn't know whether she should push him away or give in.

The man sucked on the nectar of her flower, making lewd sounds, and said wickedly, "Your legs are so tight, and you still say no. Since my darling doesn't like having her little mouth eaten, then I'll stop here." He had just lifted his head when a pair of small hands pressed it down.

"Does my darling want me to continue, or not?" The man looked at the woman with a half-smile. For some reason, he loved seeing his beloved woman's troubled expression, especially her slightly pouting lips and plump, charming cheeks. It was so alluring.

"I...I..." The woman's eyes were watery, and she swayed her hips anxiously. How could she possibly say such shameful words?

"Sigh... my darling, your fickle behavior is really putting me in a difficult position." The man sighed, feigning helplessness, never expecting that he himself would be the one driving the woman to this point.

The woman felt wronged, pouting, her watery eyes glaring at him with a "he's a bad guy" message. She cursed him inwardly, this man always shifted the blame onto her. If he hadn't been so provocative, driving her to the brink of madness every day, she wouldn't have found herself in such a predicament.

Seeing the man's sneer, she couldn't contain her anger. She hooked one leg around his waist, wrapped the other arm around his shoulder, and with a forceful twist, the position instantly changed from man on top to woman on top. Her bright eyes blazed with fury, and in a few swift movements, she stripped off all his clothes, looking down at him with disdain, as if she thought this would give her the upper hand.

"My darling, are you perhaps disgusted with my service just now? I didn't expect you to be so thirsty today, overwhelming me so easily. It seems I haven't been diligently satisfying you these past few days. Today, I'll sacrifice myself for you, my darling. Whatever you want, I won't object." The man had no concept of male superiority; as long as both could achieve maximum satisfaction in lovemaking, he was happy to see who initiated it.

The woman grew increasingly angry. Listen to the nonsense he was spouting! What did he mean by "thirsty"? He liked to pounce on her at any time! What did he mean by "not being diligent"? This man wouldn't stop until he'd broken her bones every day!

But… in the end, he promised she could do whatever she wanted without resistance. That was something to consider—returning all the tricks he'd used on her… Ahhh! What was she thinking?! Thinking like that meant she, like him, also enjoyed this kind of thing!

The man watched her face flush red, turn pale, furrow her brows, and beam with pride, suppressing the laughter that was about to escape his lips. His little wife was easily embarrassed and couldn't hide her feelings. Although he knew that doing this would make her complain for a long time every time, he couldn't help but tease her every time. Her charming and innocent appearance was something he could never get tired of looking at.

Although the man tried to suppress his laughter, she heard it clearly at this sensitive moment. Seeing him pinned beneath her, still seemingly indifferent, her pent-up resentment and new grudge fueled a disdainful snort. She then pulled the belt from his waist onto his hands, making sure it was secure, and tied it around the headboard to ensure he couldn't easily break free. Her pink buttocks, pressing against his firm abdomen, moved slowly back and forth.

Love fluid dripped from the crevice between her labia, wetting his hard penis little by little. With the sticky liquid as lubrication, her movements became smoother. The tip occasionally pierced her flower, but only briefly, unable to suppress the ever-growing desire for pleasure.

"Oh... my darling, you're such a vixen, trying to drive your husband crazy..." The man's desire had been building up the moment the woman entered the room, but in order to savor the sweet juices of her flower cave, he suppressed the urge to rush in one go. Now that their positions were reversed, he regretted teasing her too much, making it so that he could see her but not have her, which was truly torturous!

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