[Urban] Passion, Infatuation (Complete) - 16-18

☆、118. On the eve of the festival

, Sima Yuan put down the memorial in his hand, picked up the now-cold teacup, and gently stroked the rim with his fingers. His eyes were lowered, and he parted his thin lips slightly, "What has happened to them these past few days?"

"Your Majesty, everything is fine." Eunuch Chen knew Sima Yuan's thoughts and knew who was asking, so he quickly answered Sima Yuan's question.

"Is that so?" Sima Yuan responded lightly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, before falling silent again.

Standing to the side, Eunuch Chen was astonished to see the king's long-absent smile. How could a married woman garner such attention from the king, who even went so far as to find a reason to keep her there, and even house her in the small room next to Consort Qing's former palace—a forbidden area for the king, untouched by the queen or concubines. Once, a favored concubine, believing herself to have replaced Consort Qing, had launched a large-scale purge of the Chuxu Palace. When the king found out, she was demoted to commoner status and forbidden from ever returning to the capital.

After that, no one in the palace dared to provoke Consort Qing's residence or the king's wrath. This time, however, the king himself had issued the order. Although somewhat puzzled, the king's special affection for a married woman was truly inappropriate.

A beautiful woman is sought after by gentlemen. Although the king possessed the world, the one he truly cared for was no longer there. Although his harem was full of beauties, and he always had company at night, his heart remained tightly closed, only now showing a slight sign of wavering. Although he was pleased that the king had opened his heart to another woman, he couldn't fathom why it was to a married woman. He simply couldn't understand the king's thoughts.

"Your Majesty, they…" Eunuch Chen hesitated, his words trailing off. The king had kept them in the palace for several days, ostensibly for discussion, but nothing had happened. He could claim the king was too busy with state affairs to see them, but since his ascension, the country had been peaceful and prosperous, the people's lives better than ever before, and the ministers had handled state affairs well. There hadn't been any major events recently, so how could he not have time to see them?

"We'll talk about it after I finish my state affairs. If she needs anything, just do it," Sima Yuan interrupted Eunuch Chen. He himself wasn't sure what he was thinking. He wanted to see her, yet he was afraid; he didn't want to see her, yet he missed her. Facing her required more courage than he had imagined.

Wu Yuan and Luo Yi's wife was his Xiao Qing. Although their faces were different, he knew about the art of disguise. The location, timing, and figure of their appearance matched his memory, and after Xuan's verification, he was 90% certain.

But if she was alive, why didn't she want to come back?

He couldn't understand why she jumped off the cliff back then. Was being with him more painful than living?

"Yes." Eunuch Chen said nothing more, quietly stepping aside to serve attentively.

The wide bed, draped in thin gauze, exuded a dreamlike atmosphere under the dim light of the night-shining pearl, from which seemed to emanate ambiguous sounds.

On the bed, a man and a woman lay naked. The man was above the woman, her long, snow-white legs wrapped around his waist, their most intimate parts tightly joined. The man thrust his hips forcefully.

"Ah...no...um...husband..." the woman moaned seductively, utterly unable to withstand the man's passion.

"My dearest wife... my darling... you can do it." The man's voice was restrained, as if he was suppressing something. He held the woman's soft body tightly with both hands, and as he heard her increasingly seductive moans, the force of his thrusts grew stronger.

The room was filled with passion, the increasingly clear moans, and the rich scent, making everyone blush and their hearts race.

"Ah... I... ah... I can't take it anymore... um... ah..." The woman let out a long moan, her slender fingers gripping the man's broad back tightly, leaving ten bloody scratches.

"My darling is so tight... oh..." The man thrust his hips forcefully, finally plunging deep into the woman's core, letting out a satisfied growl. He breathed heavily, pressing down on the woman, afraid of crushing her. He supported himself slightly, calmed his breathing, and then rolled over, holding the woman close on the bed. One of his large hands gently stroked the delicate skin of her arm.

After catching her breath, the woman rolled over and straddled the man, gently tracing circles on his strong chest with her fingers. In a still-sweet, tender voice, she asked, "How long will we have to stay here?"

The man sighed softly, "There's no use rushing. This isn't something we can decide." He grasped her hand that was playing with his chest and said in a low, husky voice, "Still not satisfied?"

"You're so annoying!" the woman playfully slapped his chest with her other hand, whispering, "Stop it! I'm serious. We can't stay here forever, can we? This is a palace, after all. It feels like a magnificent cage. I don't like it."

"Should I sneak away with you like before?" the man asked firmly. He would grant her whatever she wanted.

"No need..." the woman pouted. Her last experience had been unpleasant. Although she would gain freedom, there were many things to worry about afterwards, and she didn't want to go through that fear and anxiety again. "But this kind of house arrest reminds me of the unpleasant things that happened before."

"Just think of it as living a life of luxury with everyone serving you. After a while, you won't even have the chance to enjoy it anymore." As the man said this, he seemed to think of something, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He placed his large hand on her flat stomach and said, "Anyway, let's take this opportunity to see if we can have a child."

The woman looked up at the man in surprise. "You want a child?"

"You don't?" The man frowned slightly, somewhat surprised by her unexpected reaction.

"It's not that I don't want one, it's just..." The woman lowered her eyes, thinking about how to answer. After a long while, she parted her red lips slightly, "I never thought you wanted a child. I always felt that you seemed to have no interest in children at all."

In Anyuan Village, when he saw a group of children playing ahead, he would frown deeply and show a helpless expression, as if he didn't like it.

"It's not that I dislike children, but they are symbols of vulnerability, their future and lives in the hands of others," the man said slowly. "However, if it were your child with mine, I might change my mind."

☆, 119. Death News

"How strange, where did he go?" Shui Qing wandered aimlessly in the Imperial Garden, searching for Luo Shaoyi, whom she hadn't seen all day. Since dawn, he had only said he was going out for a short while, and then disappeared without a trace. Even after noon, he hadn't returned for lunch.

Worried that something had happened to him, Shui Qing skipped lunch and began searching. There were many places in the palace where one couldn't freely move around, and Luo Shaoyi could only go to a few places if he wanted to wander around. She had searched all the places she could think of, and asked the palace maids and eunuchs on duty, but everyone said they hadn't seen any trace of him. Not seeing him made her anxious and uneasy.

After searching for an hour, her unease grew stronger. Luo Shaoyi couldn't possibly have abandoned her and run out of the palace alone.

Panicked and disoriented, she was unaware that she had strayed off course. Just as she was frantically searching for someone, she suddenly heard a man's voice from behind, "What are you doing here?"

Shui Qing, who had assumed no one was around, was startled by the man's voice and nearly jumped. Realizing she might have gone to the wrong place, she quickly turned around. Seeing the man's face, she froze, her pink lips parting slightly, unable to utter a word.

"Why are you so surprised to see me?" Sima Yuan asked with a smile.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Shui Qing replied, snapping out of her daze and quickly kneeling to pay her respects.

"Get up!" Seeing Shui Qing kneeling on the ground, Sima Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and helped her up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." After getting up, Shui Qing subtly took a step back, widening the distance between them, her head bowed, her hands placed in front of her, quietly waiting for Sima Yuan's next words.

Sima Yuan looked at the woman before him with excitement, but didn't know what to do or say. The two waited for each other like this, with only the faint whistling of the wind and the rustling of leaves through the trees.

However, the silence didn't last long. Sima Yuan pretended to be calm and spoke first: "You haven't answered my question yet. How did you get here?"

"This humble woman is looking for her husband." Shui Qing answered, still with her head bowed.

"Raise your head." Sima Yuan didn't like this feeling. She was too obsequious, which was unlike her at all, and she created too much distance between them.

"This humble woman dares not." Shui Qing saw him take another step closer to her, and then secretly took another step back.

"Don't back away!" Sima Yuan hurriedly grabbed her hand and pulled her forcefully towards him. Shui Qing hadn't expected him to do this, and she stumbled, losing her balance, and fell into his arms.

Sima Yuan's nose was immediately filled with her fragrance, and he eagerly embraced the body that was rushing towards him. Unfortunately, the person in his arms quickly pushed him away, creating distance between them. Shui Qing still bowed her head in fear and said, "This humble woman has offended Your Majesty's sacred body. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." The warmth in

Sima Yuan's arms suddenly disappeared, and he felt a void in his heart. Knowing that he shouldn't be hasty, he loosened his grip on her hands a few times, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Don't worry about it. I won't blame you. Your husband is missing?" Seeing Shui Qing nod in agreement, he asked again, "Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to trespass in the palace. Your husband may have been captured by the guards."

"What!" Shui Qing exclaimed in surprise, murmuring with some worry, "What should we do..."

In the palace, there are always those who trespass into forbidden areas. Most of them are arrested by the guards and sent to the Imperial Household Department for trial, where they are punished according to the severity of their crimes. These minor matters are handled by specialized departments, and Sima Yuan wouldn't have the opportunity to deal with such things. However, for her sake, he could use some of his power.

Although Sima Yuan disliked her excessive concern for other men, they were currently not in a relationship. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If you're willing to do me a favor, I can ask if anyone was questioned or imprisoned by the guards today."

Shui Qing bit her lower lip. Sima Yuan's suggestion was very attractive to her, as the places she could search alone were limited. However, the thought of asking him for a favor made her feel somewhat threatened.

"Don't worry, it's not a difficult matter," Sima Yuan said with a smile, trying to ease her burden. "I just want to discuss some interesting ideas about the jade business in Anyuan Village. In the meantime, I will give orders to find your husband as soon as possible. How about that?"

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree." Shui Qing had no other choice but to obediently follow Sima Yuan to the Imperial Study to discuss the business strategy.

Sima Yuan kept his promise and immediately gave orders to find Shui Qing's husband. Then, a palace maid brought some snacks and tea and placed them on a small table. Sima Yuan sat down first and gestured for Shui Qing to sit as well. Sima Yuan asked the questions first, and Shui Qing answered them in detail.

The two chatted happily, and time passed quickly. The sky outside was already slightly dark when a guard suddenly entered. He stood aside, looking at the two with a somewhat unpleasant expression. Shui Qing noticed the guard's expression and was startled.

Seeing Shui Qing's melancholy expression, Sima Yuan frowned slightly and asked, "Have you found any information?"

"Your Majesty, I have found Lady Luo's husband..." The guard hesitated, unsure whether to continue.

"Speak quickly!" Sima Yuan said sternly.

"Yes!" The guard exhaled deeply and said, "Lady Luo's husband trespassed into the forbidden area earlier. Because the officers on duty did not know he was a distinguished guest of the king, they attempted to apprehend him, but he fled in haste. Mistaking him for an assassin, they accidentally injured him during the chase. When we brought him to the forbidden palace, we were surprised to find his injuries were too severe. Just now, during my investigation, we discovered that he was beyond saving."

Upon hearing this, Shui Qing was completely bewildered, and her vision went black as she fainted.

"Xiao Qing! Xiao Qing! Wake up!" Sima Yuan saw Shui Qing faint and rushed over to hold her, anxiously shouting to the guards, "Quickly summon the imperial physician!"

"Yes." Seeing the king's panicked appearance, the guards probably guessed that this woman was very important to the king, and hurriedly ran out of the imperial study to summon the imperial physician.

Sima Yuan quickly picked up Shui Qing and hurried to a small room inside the imperial study, gently placing her on the bed, looking at her with worry. He hadn't expected that the news of Luo Yi's death would cause her to faint. Could it be that this man had far surpassed him in her heart?

☆, 120. Identification

"Your Majesty, she is just temporarily depressed. I will prescribe a few doses of medicine, and she will be fine after taking them. However, she is already pregnant, so please try to put your mind at ease." The imperial physician finished speaking succinctly and was dismissed by Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan sat to the side, holding her somewhat thin hand, placing her delicate hand against his cheek, looking at her with concern.

Not long after, Shui Qing slowly awoke, finding herself surrounded by ornate carvings. Her consciousness was hazy, and she couldn't quite place herself. But quickly, all her memories flooded back, and she understood why she had fainted. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Don't be sad," Sima Yuan said, who had been sitting by the bedside tending to her. When her eyelids trembled slightly, he was overwhelmed with emotion, unsure what to do. The next moment, he saw her eyes well up with tears with each blink, until finally, they overflowed, one after another, sliding down her face and silently dripping into her hair. His heart ached as he reached out to wipe away the tears, but he found they were becoming increasingly uncontrollable. There was nothing better

to relieve sadness than to cry out loud. For her to bottle up all her emotions now would only make her more depressed and unable to cope. In the long run, it would harm both her body and her heart.

Sima Yuan's tender words had no effect on Shui Qing. Instead, they made her think even more of Luo Shaoyi's affection and the little things they had shared in their lives. They had promised to grow old together, have many children, and then many grandchildren—a harmonious and happy family scene they had mentioned countless times during their time together.

She had thought this trip to the palace would be the last, and that she could finally live a leisurely life. But her dreams were shattered. All she received in the end was the news of his death. Shui Qing herself had thought she didn't love Luo Shaoyi, and that wanting to live with him was merely a form of mutual comfort. After all, finding a man who loved her more than he loved her was a rare and precious thing. She had given so much before without receiving a fair return, and this time, she absolutely refused to give her heart away.

Unfortunately, when she heard the news of Luo Shaoyi's death, it felt as if a thousand-pound stone had struck her heart. Her heart wasn't broken, but rather stagnant. A broken heart can be mended, but a dead heart can never beat with passion again.

Shui Qing's gaze was unfocused, tears streaming down her face. With a great effort, she regained her voice, closed her eyes, and managed a hoarse whisper, "Where is he? I need to find him!"

Sima Yuan was initially reluctant to tell her, but seeing her determined expression, he couldn't resist his pity and said, "Don't rush. You fainted just now, and the imperial physician said you need to calm down first. Rest here for a while, and then I'll take you there, okay?"

"No! I want to see my husband now." Shui Qing struggled to sit up, but couldn't. Sima Yuan wanted to say something to her, but he realized that Shui Qing didn't care about him at all. She only wanted to be by Luo Shaoyi's side, even if it was a corpse. He knew that no matter how he tried to persuade her, it would be useless. So he helped her sit up and called out, "Someone!" Before

Sima Yuan's voice had faded, Eunuch Chen ran in from the outer room, bowing respectfully. "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"Have someone bring a basin of water so that Lady Luo can wash up. Also, bring a cloak. I need to take her to the Forbidden City and have someone clean Luo Yi's body." Sima Yuan instructed, stopping Shui Qing from interrupting him.

After he finished giving his instructions and Eunuch Chen withdrew to handle the matter, Shui Qing finally spoke up, saying, "Your Majesty need not trouble yourself so much. My husband is not worth Your Majesty's concern; I can go alone." Generally speaking, unless it is a relative, no one would want to see a corpse, especially since a violent death is considered very unlucky, and one could easily be tainted by bad luck.

"In truth, I also bear some responsibility for this matter. If I hadn't failed to pass on the order, allowing your husband to mistakenly trespass into the forbidden area of the palace, this regrettable incident wouldn't have occurred today," Sima Yuan said remorsefully.

Shui Qing replied calmly, "It is my husband's fault. My father-in-law had already warned me before. It was because my husband accidentally trespassed into the forbidden area that he suffered such an end. Your Majesty need not blame yourself so much for such an insignificant person."

"My mind is made up." Sima Yuan stopped Shui Qing from refusing his kindness. Just then, a palace maid presented water, and another wrung out a towel and handed it to Sima Yuan. He reached out and took it, carefully checking the temperature of the towel. Finding it to be a gentle warmth, he unfolded the towel and gently placed it on Shui Qing's face, tenderly wiping her somewhat disheveled face.

"I'll do it myself!" Shui Qing quickly reached out to take it, but Sima Yuan was a step faster, blocking her with his large hand, saying, "Let me help you, consider it my apology to you. Besides, I think your husband would see you in this state, and since you don't have much power right now, let me express my feelings."

Shui Qing heard this and couldn't disobey Sima Yuan's decree any longer. After all, he was the king and she was a commoner, so she could only obediently let him wipe away the marks on her face.

After a quick wash, Shui Qing had regained most of her strength. Sima Yuan then led her to the Forbidden City. The head of the Forbidden City had already been notified, and upon seeing the King's arrival, he hurriedly led him to the mortuary. When he reached the entrance, he still hesitated and asked, "Does Your Majesty really want to go in?"

"No need for further words, hurry up! Lady Luo is waiting!" Sima Yuan had noticed Shui Qing's anxious state along the way. When they arrived at the Forbidden City, her breathing quickened, and she was already somewhat out of breath. He was afraid she might faint again, especially since she was determined to see her husband; otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed quietly in her room to rest.

"Please be careful, Your Majesty. If you feel unwell, please leave immediately," the head of the Forbidden City reminded him again. The King's noble body could not afford any mistakes, and besides, the place where the dead lay often had an unclean atmosphere, which would be harmful to the body if she stayed there for too long.

The prefect opened the door, and a chilling aura suddenly rushed out, the strong smell gradually spreading out. Sima Yuan had never smelled such a scent before and couldn't help but frown. Shui Qing, however, didn't care at all, her steps becoming heavier. She had always thought herself strong, but at this moment, she felt a little timid.

☆, 121. Transformation

"Madam, is it alright?" the prefect cautiously reminded her before lifting the white sheet.

Shui Qing took a few deep breaths and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

As the white sheet was slowly lifted, Luo Shaoyi's familiar face slowly appeared. His once vibrant and energetic expression was now reduced to a single, stiff line. His eyebrows, which used to smile at her, were now completely still.

Shui Qing stared blankly, reaching out to gently stroke his handsome face. It seemed that in the past, when he feigned sleep, her slight, indulgent touch would stir his desire, but this time there was no response. After a long while, she slowly withdrew her hand, turned, and walked away with heavy steps.

Sima Yuan quietly accompanied her, watching her every move, following her steps as she went outside.

Shui Qing walked like a zombie, taking whatever path she saw, choosing the fork in the road based on instinct. She walked and walked, not knowing how long she had walked, until she reached a pavilion by the small lake. Leaning against the railing, watching the rippling water, tears, which she had mistakenly thought had dried up, began to fall from her eyes again.

Suddenly, her body lurched forward. Sima Yuan rushed forward and caught her as she was about to fall into the lake. After stabilizing them, he looked at the person in his arms, his heart pounding so hard he couldn't help but shout, "What are you doing!"

"Let me go! Let me go with him!" Shui Qing screamed in anguish. Why was her fate so cruel? Why couldn't the people she loved be with her forever? Having died once, she wasn't afraid of dying again. She thought her heart was dead, but the news of Luo Shaoyi's death made her realize that her heart was still alive, yet she had lost the will to live because of him.

"I won't allow it!" Sima Yuan roared back at her. Life was so beautiful; all the pain could fade or disappear with time.

"You won't allow it?" Shui Qing pushed Sima Yuan away forcefully. It was all his fault; he was born to destroy her life! If it weren't for him, she and Luo Shaoyi wouldn't have returned here, and he wouldn't have lost his life trying to get them out of the palace as soon as possible. She curled her lips into a cold smile and said, "Your Majesty may control the world, but you cannot control my heart. I have long ago made a promise with my husband: to share the same bed in life and the same grave in death."

"You! Forget it! Trying to die in front of me isn't so easy. Besides, who will take care of your husband's funeral arrangements after you die?" Sima Yuan felt powerless again at the inability to control the situation, especially with the same woman. This frustrated him greatly, but he was helpless.

"Hmph!" Shui Qing snorted coldly. In the palace, his power could definitely prevent her from dying, but after leaving the palace, he couldn't interfere. Originally disheartened, she lost the desire to die after Sima Yuan's outburst. Moreover, he was right; before dying, she would properly handle Luo Shaoyi's funeral arrangements. Besides, she wouldn't be here for long; soon, she could be reunited with him.

"Alas... I know you two are deeply in love, but you must think of the child in your womb. Don't give up so easily. Live well for the sake of the child." Sima Yuan originally wanted to hide her pregnancy from her for a while, but seeing her resolute appearance, letting her know about the child was the only motivation for her to continue living.

Shui Qing was stunned for a moment after hearing Sima Yuan's words before she reacted. Her small hands involuntarily touched her belly, and she murmured, "My child with him... Waaah... the child... Waaah... the child... Waaah..." Suddenly, she was overwhelmed with a thousand emotions and couldn't help but burst into tears. She cried bitterly and sorrowfully, so much so that she couldn't even stand up straight. She squatted down and hugged herself tightly.

Sima Yuan wanted to embrace her, but didn't know how to move. He could only stand aside and watch her cry. Finally, when she went from wailing to sobbing, he reached out his hand and said, "The earth has energy, get up!"

Shui Qing raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, her face streaked with tears. She stared at the large hand reaching out to her for a long while, then lowered her head, wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, stood up, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Please forgive my rude behavior just now."

Sima Yuan silently withdrew his hand. His gaze towards her was different from before. Even though she desperately wanted to leave with that man, he knew she would live well for the sake of the child in her womb. He sighed softly and said, "I know how you feel. I won't blame you. I only hope you live well. Today has been tiring enough. I'll take you back to rest. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is busy with many affairs of state. You need not trouble yourself with such a trivial matter as mine. I will go back on my own." Shui Qing curtsied and turned to leave.

Sima Yuan watched her departing figure. She seemed strong, yet fragile. He wanted to approach her, but was afraid of hurting her. He tightly grasped her hand, which he had already scratched, and whispered the same sentence repeatedly, saying, "Xiao Qing, please forgive me... I really can't live without you..."

"Madam, be careful!" A young palace maid of about fifteen or sixteen years old shouted in alarm to a heavily pregnant woman.

"Don't make a fuss. I'm not doing anything dangerous." Shui Qing, seven or eight months pregnant, was sitting on a swing, enjoying the feeling of being blown by the wind as she swayed back and forth, and smiled leisurely.

"How can this not be dangerous? Madam! Get down quickly!" The little palace maid couldn't contain her panic as she watched the swing rise higher and higher. Madam's body was precious, and the King treated her with special favor. Although he hadn't bestowed any title upon her in the harem, anyone with eyes could see that the King doted on her. If anything happened, she would be punished by the King, or even lose her life!

"Don't worry! We've played on it before, why are you being so nagging today?" Shui Qing pouted. Her face, which had been somewhat haggard, looked rosy and delicate thanks to the good food and sleep she had taken during her pregnancy. Moreover, her figure hadn't become bloated due to pregnancy; only her belly was showing.

"Madam!" the little palace maid couldn't help but shout, "Your belly wasn't this big before, and besides, there are two little princes inside. Madam is almost due to give birth. Could you please behave a little?" "

I know, I know!" Shui Qing was so annoyed by the little palace maid's accusations that she didn't know who was in charge anymore.

☆, 122. Becoming a Consort Again

"Are you being naughty again?" A dignified male voice interrupted Shui Qing's bickering with the little palace maid.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." The little palace maid saw the person who came and quickly knelt down to pay her respects.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Shui Qing waited until the swing stopped before slowly giving a half-bow, her belly protruding.

"Get up, both of you." Sima Yuan walked to Shui Qing's side, reached out and helped her up, then glanced at the little palace maid and said, "You may leave now. I wish to be alone with Consort Qing."

"Yes." After the little palace maid left, the space between the two of them was filled with silence.

Sima Yuan was used to it. For the past few months, whenever he met Shui Qing, she would act as if she wanted to keep everyone at arm's length. However, this only applied to him. To the concubines in the harem, or other palace maids and eunuchs, she was always all smiles and gentle manners.

At first, he thought she was just being a little temperamental, but he didn't expect her to be so stubborn for seven or eight months. Although she was now ignoring him, which was much better than turning away as soon as they met, how long was she going to ignore him?

"Xiao Qing, so much time has passed, are you still angry with me?" Sima Yuan called out softly the affectionate term they used between them, even abandoning the lofty "I, the Emperor," hoping to ease the atmosphere between them.

"This humble woman wouldn't dare," Shui Qing said expressionlessly, looking at Sima Yuan with a distant and indifferent expression.

When she entered the palace with Luo Shaoyi, she thought he was unaware of her true identity. However, after Luo Shaoyi's death, to force her to stay, he detained him and preemptively arranged all the ceremonies for her. If she objected or deliberately made things difficult, Sima Yuan was extremely strict with his subordinates, insisting on fulfilling her every request. Only after she learned of this did she suppress her resentment and dare not make any further demands.

Finally, after Luo Shaoyi's funeral, she thought Sima Yuan would let her leave the palace. Unexpectedly, he used a high-sounding reason—that because of him, she had lost her support—and to ensure the well-being of her unborn child, he used a softer approach to persuade her to stay.

Shui Qing, however, did not want to owe him a favor. She first wanted to return to Anyuan Village to continue her deceased husband's business. Sima Yuan, however, believed that Anyuan Jade was already on track, and moreover, with its partnership with Liefeng Fort, it could operate smoothly even without her. Furthermore, her health was not yet fully recovered, and leaving rashly might lead to unforeseen consequences.

Shui Qing thought for a moment. The imperial physician had also said that because she was devastated by the sudden death of her loved one, and her pregnancy was still unstable in the early stages, a long journey would be more harmful than beneficial. Therefore, she had to suppress her urge to escape and stay in the palace for a while.

After three or four months, Shui Qing's health had improved considerably, and she began to express to Sima Yuan her longing for her deceased husband and her desire to leave the palace and return to Anyuan.

Sima Yuan was now anxious. During these past few months, no matter how many methods he used, Shui Qing had only offered reasonable and impeccable reasons for refusing him. While she wasn't completely aloof, he could never truly reach her heart. Seeing her resolute determination to leave, he had no choice but to expose her true colors. Only then did she realize that she still couldn't escape this man's grasp, once again trapped in this gilded and ornate cage.

Now that the conversation was out in the open, Sima Yuan held nothing back and swiftly ordered Shui Qing to be bestowed the title of Consort Qing. Immediately, the court and the harem were thrown into chaos. The court officials, initially unaware of Shui Qing's background, assumed she was a substitute for the original Consort Qing, and that the king's excessive longing had caused him to lose his senses. Everyone in the court offered their advice.

When Sima Yuan stated that Consort Qing and Consort Qing were the same person, the ministers' voices shifted even further. The former consort had already nearly led the king astray; if she became a consort and whispered in his ear, who could guarantee that the South Sea Kingdom wouldn't decline and perish as a result?

A storm was brewing in the palace, especially for the Queen, who was on high alert. She had initially thought Shui Qing's fall was the best outcome for everyone, but Shui Qing had unexpectedly returned to the palace, rising to the rank of Consort, second only to her. Moreover, the King's favor towards her was even greater than before. However, as the mother of the nation, no matter how jealous or threatening the situation, she could turn a blind eye unless it threatened her position. Now, Consort Qing's lifestyle was almost on par with the Queen's, and the King's actions were gradually threatening her position. The

Queen silently wondered if she should use other means to eliminate any disadvantages. Although the Queen had this thought, she had no opportunity. Consort Qing's entourage was personally selected by the King, and her residence was separated from the other concubines by high walls. All her expenses were not related to the palace. Consort Qing's guards were impenetrable; the Queen had neither the opportunity nor the ability to infiltrate her.

Sima Yuan acted this way for two reasons. Firstly, he wanted to protect her from the gossip and turmoil of the outside world. Secondly, he knew the cunning of the concubines in the harem; a pure and innocent woman like Shui Qing would only be devoured by those wolves. To protect her, he had no choice but to arrange things this way, even knowing how much she would resent it, he wouldn't back down.

But Shui Qing was unaware of these things, because her mind was focused on escaping the palace. She only knew that every day, every hour, every moment in the palace, someone was closely following her. If she refused even slightly, they would immediately kneel on the ground, kowtowing frantically, begging to stay by her side, or their lives would be in danger.

So, it was time for her to accept her fate… Of course not!

Initially, Shui Qing tried every means to escape, but each time she was caught and brought back. Later, she learned her lesson. Since these people were so loyal to Sima Yuan, they wouldn't blame her for trying to undermine him. She used various pretexts to give away the gifts bestowed upon her by Sima Yuan to those who served her, employing the tactic of "borrowing flowers to present to Buddha." It was only with great difficulty that she managed to win over these people. Although they didn't trust her completely, as long as she didn't escape the palace, her requests to contact the people of Anyuan Village or to spend some time at Luo Shaoyi's grave were almost always granted.

In her efforts to win people over, she noticed a palace maid whose behavior differed from the others, and who gave her a strange sense of familiarity. She felt it would be easy to reveal her escape plan in the maid's presence. Initially, she worried the maid would report her to Sima Yuan, but the maid secretly reminded her not to be impatient or worried, that things would clear up when the time was right.

☆, 123. Star and Moon Festival.

This palace maid seemed innocent, yet she helped her unintentionally. Once, when Shui Qing and the maid were chatting privately, she casually mentioned who she should ask for help to leave the now-secured palace without alerting anyone.
The maid smiled and replied that there are no secrets in the world, and even in the residence of a king, "anything" can happen with the right timing, location, and people.
Not long after, she found something under her pillow on her bed. This thing reassured her, allowing her to stay in the palace and wait for the perfect opportunity.
"Xiao Qing, don't treat me like this," Sima Yuan hugged Shui Qing tightly, his voice bitter as he whispered in her ear, "You know I have no choice. Although being the ruler of a nation seems like I have the world at my fingertips, often I have to sacrifice something to gain more. As long as you don't leave me, I will fulfill your every wish, just don't leave me. I truly cannot live without you!" He kept emphasizing the only thing Shui Qing wanted to do, and had no choice but to do.

"Your Majesty, please release me! Although I am a woman, I understand the principles of sages. Whatever grudges and entanglements we had before, they have long since vanished with time. I am now a wife, bound by the three obediences and four virtues. Moreover, I am currently pregnant with my late husband's child. Please, Your Majesty, have some self-respect." Shui Qing's righteous and stern tone chilled Sima Yuan to the bone. After hearing her words, his face turned deathly pale. If it was a matter of first come, first served; it was that person who had taken her away, how could it have turned into him taking her away?

In the moment he froze, Shui Qing suddenly pushed him away. The emptiness in his arms made him tremble with fear. All his efforts these past few days had failed to catch Shui Qing's eye or touch her heart. As a prince, he had nothing to fear, for everything was under his control. Whatever he wanted, whatever he wanted to do, he almost always got it. But now, as a king, what he desired most, the only thing in his life, was something he could never have. Was this a warning from heaven, a warning that one shouldn't be too greedy?

"Xiao Qing..." Sima Yuan called her name in anguish. Seeing her a foot away, it felt as if they were worlds apart. He realized he no longer recognized the woman before him. How she used to hover around him, every move she made trying to get his attention. Now, they were like enemies, wishing they could never see each other again.

"This humble woman respectfully sees Your Majesty off." Shui Qing didn't want to say anything more to him and bowed respectfully.

"You... alright." Sima Yuan looked somewhat dejected and could only reply faintly before turning and leaving.

Shui Qing heard his footsteps receding into the distance and sighed softly. She hadn't expected the Sima Yuan of the past to be gone. The current Sima Yuan was a monarch, and the years that had passed had rendered him incapable of lowering himself to please anyone, let alone reflecting on whether he had done anything wrong. He simply demanded that she yield.

"Are you alright?" The young palace maid who had just been dismissed by Sima Yuan appeared beside Shui Qing at some point. Seeing that Consort Qing's expression wasn't too good, she asked with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little sentimental about the impermanence of life." Shui Qing smiled slightly upon seeing the young palace maid.

The young palace maid had already revealed her identity to her, recognizing her as a friend, not an enemy. They had even met once before; it was she and another man who had accepted Mu Yi's request to take her away from Sima Yuan. However, logically, it should have been Sima Chao's intention to kill her when she learned of his secret, taking advantage of her leaving the palace to silence her. Fortunately, she had a benefactor's help and luckily escaped.

If she hadn't known that Sima Yuan was poisoned because of her, none of this would have happened, leading to her current predicament. It just goes to show how unpredictable life is; what seemed like a good choice had led to a bad outcome.

"It's good that you're alright, otherwise I wouldn't dare report your situation to him." The "he" the little palace maid mentioned wasn't Sima Yuan, but someone else. Hearing her helpless tone, Shui Qing couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing Shui Qing finally show a genuine smile, she happily said, "That's right, only a joyful mood can produce a smiling child."

The little palace maid seemed to have thought of something, and brought her mouth close to Shui Qing's ear, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, "The time has come."

"Really?" Shui Qing shouted happily, but the next moment the little palace maid covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered a reminder to the person who was almost dizzy with joy, "Keep your voice down! This matter was finally prepared with great difficulty. If there is any mishap, I'm afraid the next opportunity will be a long time coming."

"When?" Shui Qing asked in a sweet and tender voice.

Seeing the sparkling light in her large, watery eyes, the little palace maid suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and quickly shook her head, saying, "Don't ask! The only way to fool Sima Yuan is to not know. Don't try to get anything out of me!"

"You're so annoying!" Shui Qing pouted, giving a coquettish rebuke. But this time, the little palace maid wasn't trying to fob her off; it meant it was truly feasible. Now, all she had to do was wait for the right time, and she could resume her happy life.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her. Shui Qing grabbed the little palace maid's hand and excitedly asked, "Is it the Star and Moon Festival in a few days?"

The Star and Moon Festival was a major annual festival in the South Sea Kingdom, lasting almost a month from the end of the year to the beginning of the next. Those who had left home returned to reunite with their families, and the year's hard work in the fields came to a halt. Every household was busy tidying up, replacing old clothes with new ones, and men, women, and children wore new clothes and ate sumptuous New Year's dishes. A joyful atmosphere permeated the air.

During this period, a joyous atmosphere permeated the entire country, and the royal palace was somewhat affected as well. During this time, there were eunuchs, maids, and guards on duty in the palace. These people, for various reasons, had to remain in the palace, but they weren't mistreated; they received some salary subsidies. There were also celebratory ceremonies in the palace, and the number of eunuchs and maids serving the concubines decreased. During this time, the palace guards would become somewhat lax, and the eunuchs and maids would take advantage of this relaxation to secretly escape through the passageways.

By the time the eunuchs and maids discovered them and the palace was in chaos searching for them, they would have already vanished, enjoying themselves outside in a place where no one could find them, living a peaceful and leisurely life.

☆、124. Farewell to the Year Night

Star and Moon Festival Less than ten days have passed since then. The little one in my belly has been very well-behaved these past few days and shouldn't hinder his mother's actions. Breathing free air outside will allow the child to live a healthier and happier life, making up for the regret of having no father from birth.

"I didn't say anything!" The little palace maid, seeing Shui Qing's increasingly radiant smile, scrunched up her delicate, childlike face like a steamed bun, vehemently denying and shaking her head. Little did she know that her attempt to cover up the truth only made Shui Qing more certain.

"Alright! I know you didn't say anything! It's all just my own overthinking." Shui Qing smiled happily, patting her prominently pregnant belly, and said, "The little one is hungry, let's go back!"

Back at Chu Xu Palace, Shui Qing's initially cheerful mood turned somber again. This was her beginning and her end; the joys and sorrows, the love and hate within, were experiences best left unsaid.

Sitting in her chair, watching the little palace maid bring out plates of exquisite and delicious food, like beautiful ornaments, yet exuding an alluring aroma, made her mouth water. Among them were some of her favorite desserts from her pregnancy, making her mouth water uncontrollably.

"My lady, please enjoy your meal." After saying this, the little maid stepped aside to let Shui Qing eat at her leisure. Although her mistress had mentioned that it was more fun to eat with more people, this was the royal palace, and such unruly behavior was not allowed under any circumstances, even with her mistress's special permission.

Shui Qing couldn't help but laugh as she watched the little maid swallowing her saliva greedily. "Why are you so well-behaved today? Weren't you sitting there excitedly, trying to steal my food?"

"My lady, please don't tease me. What kind of status do I have? How could I dare to steal your food? I was just tasting it for you, just in case." The little maid looked at Shui Qing with a resentful expression, secretly making a gesture that only the two of them knew. In the past few days, she had suddenly noticed that there were more people around her. These people's hiding skills weren't top-notch, but they were still quite good.

It would be unlikely for an ordinary person to notice, but she was no ordinary person. She had already noticed the anomaly. In order to observe the movements of these people, she had to behave herself. If she were caught, she wouldn't be a palace maid. She could easily escape the palace on her own, but with a heavily pregnant woman by her side, even if she had extraordinary abilities, she dared not act rashly.

Shui Qing saw her hint and smiled slightly, saying, "I won't tease you anymore. Just do what you're supposed to do."

"Yes." The little palace maid stepped forward respectfully. What she said about tasting was true. Poisoning each other was commonplace in the royal family, and to do it secretly, without anyone knowing how they were poisoned, the most effective method was to start with the food that was necessary for daily life.

Therefore, the first people in the palace to help test for poison were the king, queen, and the eunuchs and maids closest to the concubines. Although these people ate little, they took a dose of medicine every day to increase the time it took for various poisons to take effect. In this way, they could be alerted before their masters were poisoned, and the medicine could be tested on them to find the most effective antidote.

After tasting a small bite of the various dishes, the little maid respectfully took a step back and said, "Please have your meal, Madam."

Seeing that the little maid looked like she hadn't had enough, Shui Qing elegantly picked up her chopsticks, took a small bite of the dish that the little maid had been eyeing the most, and put it in her mouth. She chewed slowly and deliberately, making smacking sounds as she chewed. While eating, she praised how delicious, fresh, and layered the texture of the dish was, describing it in a way that made the little maid swallow loudly.

The young palace maid watched Shui Qing's retreating figure with resentful eyes, her gaze fixed on the food Shui Qing held with the chopsticks of a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep. She had no grand ambitions in life, only the desire to taste all the delicacies in the world. The food in the palace was, of course, first-rate, not to mention the top-quality ingredients and seasonings, and the chef's skills were unparalleled. If she hadn't tasted the palace cuisine before, she might have been able to resist the urge, but she had been eating it for days. The agony of seeing it but not being able to eat it was truly hell on earth.

The young palace maid secretly vowed that next time, she would definitely take a big bite first, and then reassemble the dish!

At midnight, as everyone was drowsy but unwilling to fall asleep, a continuous series of firecrackers sounded from afar. One after another, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky. In an instant, everyone's spirits lifted, and they congratulated each other, filled with joy.

As the quiet night was shattered by lively sounds, the masters throughout the palace were bustling with activity. Besides comforting their attendants and distributing red envelopes as rewards for the past year, these small expenses were necessary. They served two purposes: to demonstrate their status and power, and to prevent their entourage from being bribed. Favored masters, in particular, were lavish in their rewards, sending out generous gifts as if afraid no one would know how lenient and generous they were to their people.

The eunuchs and maids who received these gifts would compare them, not only to highlight their masters' glory but also to let others know how bright their masters' futures were. As their masters' closest confidants, the stakes were obvious.

In the South Sea Kingdom, for the sake of the nation and its people, the King and Queen, in the main palace, had to bid farewell to the misfortune and bad luck of the old year and welcome the glory and hope of the new year. The other concubines could only remain in their own palaces until dawn, when they would adorn themselves and await the summons of the King and Queen. They would then respectfully bow to them and offer auspicious blessings to the ruler and the mother of the nation. This ceremony symbolized a reaffirmation of the Queen's status. Although the concubines might be more favored than the Queen, the status and dignity of the mother of the nation could not be violated in any way.

Although Shui Qing was extremely favored, Sima Yuan could not allow this to disrupt the most important national institutions. Although he longed to keep her by his side at all times, he had to restrain himself. As he had to leave, he tightly grasped his beloved's delicate hands, instructing her to stay obediently in Chu Xu Palace and not to wander around recklessly.

Shui Qing's heart skipped a beat. She initially thought Sima Yuan had seen through her little scheme, but then she remembered that to prevent assassination attempts, the imperial guards were on high alert near the main palace during this period, showing no mercy to anyone who dared to trespass.

05-26

☆、125. Escape from the Palace

Fortunately, she had been cold to Sima Yuan for a long time, so her silence did not arouse his suspicion. However, she still could not accept him again and silently left.

After Sima Yuan left, Shui Qing sat on the bed speechlessly, seeing his disappointed face and increasingly haggard appearance. She wondered if she had been too harsh on him. Although he still wanted to get back together, she knew it was impossible. However, he had given her a lot of help during this time. One cannot be too heartless, yet she could not give him even a glimmer of hope.

Although a deal may not go through, goodwill should remain. After all, they had been husband and wife for a night, and seeing his dejected appearance, it would be a lie to say she felt nothing. However, fearing she might fall for him again, she had to guard her heart tightly. Besides, she no longer needed any love. Reaching out to touch the little one in her belly, she realized that the child had filled her entire being these past few months. She was certain that her life would have a new focus in the future, and she would have no regrets.

"Madam, the time is almost here. Should we prepare?" The little palace maid asked with a hint of doubt. After Sima Yuan left, she entered the palace and saw Shui Qing looking thoughtful, mistakenly thinking she was wavering and didn't want to leave.

"It is time to prepare. If I don't leave today, I'll really die here." Shui Qing ignored the little palace maid's question. She knew her heart was wavering. After all, Sima Yuan's kindness to her was genuine, without a trace of pretense. It was just that his method of loving her was wrong, ultimately driving them further and further apart.

"I thought you changed your mind and wanted to stay." Hearing Shui Qing say firmly, the little palace maid smiled. She originally thought that Shui Qing wanted to leave but it was just talk, as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Sima Yuan. After all, she was the person that the King of the South Sea missed, and she had the right and the conditions to make any demands on him.

"Stay?" Shui Qing's face was full of a mocking smile as she looked at the little palace maid and said, "It's that person who wants me to stay, isn't it?"

The little palace maid, feeling a hint of anger at Shui Qing's disrespectful attitude, couldn't help but rebuke her, "How dare you! Aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave the palace?"

"Being unable to leave the palace is also my fate." Shui Qing sighed heavily, looking at the dark night sky outside and the joyful sounds coming from afar. Compared to the desolation of her own palace, it was truly a stark contrast. "But I know you wouldn't do that. During this time, you've been sending messages to that person from time to time. He should also know that I can no longer be used by him. If I stay here, won't you worry that I'll inadvertently reveal secrets? Judging from that person's personality, he's probably already obtained a lot of information through you. He probably brought me out for the sake of the child in my womb. That person's ambition is no longer limited to Xiye; he wants the South Sea and the North Plain as well. When the time is right, he may even take Zhongzhou and Dongyue into his hands."

The young palace maid sensed the helplessness in Shui Qing's tone. Although she didn't know if Shui Qing truly believed what she said, she understood Shui Qing's situation. She knew Shui Qing was surrounded by men, each of whom saw her beauty, knew her goodness, and had enjoyed her gentleness. Yet, when faced with power and the world, they all abandoned her.

They professed to love and cherish her, but their actions repeatedly hurt her. That man was like that, Sima Yuan was like that, her master and senior brother were like that—everyone wanted her well, yet abandoned her at the crucial moment. They all seemed to feel guilty and regretful for hurting such a pure woman's heart, but no one truly loved her enough to forsake power for her.

No… there should have been someone who could do that, but that person, after winning her heart, left her in an even more cruel way, leaving her forever! A woman with such a tragic fate deserves our sympathy.

"Everyone has their own ambitions." The young palace maid pondered for a while, and finally only these four words remained in her mind. "Now, let's hurry up and get ready. We need to get to the agreed location after the fireworks at midnight. If we miss the time, we won't be able to open the gate again."

"Understood." Shui Qing nodded and got up to pack.

At midnight, Shui Qing and the young palace maid had changed their clothes and quietly arrived at Linqing Garden. This place was located in a relatively remote part of the palace, and it was always a place frequented by people of lower status in the palace. These people were mostly temporary or seasonal hires, hired to help the palace select people from outside with respectable family backgrounds to assist during major celebrations or other times when manpower was urgently needed.

The guards here were, of course, not lax. Normally, one must have a badge to enter and leave the palace. During such an important celebration as the Star and Moon Festival, the palace had already transferred the temporary hires to various places to help, leaving only a few necessary guards. These guards' minds had already drifted towards the excitement, and they had relaxed their vigilance considerably.

Shuiqing and the young palace maid had long since changed out of their palace attire and into the clothes of hired servants. Instead of rushing to the door, they hid in a dark corner, waiting for the perfect moment.

The sound of firecrackers continued for quite some time before finally stopping. After another quarter of an hour of quiet, Shuiqing heard laughter and chatter from nearby. It turned out that hired servants from palaces closer to Linqing Garden were gathering in small groups. The masters living in these places were less favored and didn't need much of a celebration. After the routine ceremony, they would send out red envelopes early and quickly send these people away from the palace.

These people were also eager to return home. Although the reward was less than that of others, it was still quite generous compared to ordinary people. Before long, a large group of people gathered at the gate. The guards at the gate saw these people and hurriedly asked them to show their identification cards before letting them out one by one. Shui Qing and the little palace maid mingled into the crowd. As they got closer to the exit, Shui Qing's palms became increasingly sweaty. She tightly gripped the little palace maid's clothes and whispered, "Is the card... okay?"

The little palace maid replied softly, "Of course it's okay! Stay calm and don't act too furtively. Just follow them out." This card was taken from someone else. The Star Moon Festival was so busy that careless people would always leave behind one or two cards.

Seeing the young palace maid's confident demeanor, Shui Qing felt much more at ease. After taking several deep breaths to calm her nerves, she followed the crowd step by step towards the exit. When they reached the door and handed over their tokens, the guards didn't seem to examine them closely, simply urging them to hurry out and not block the way for the others.

☆、126. The Hidden Place

"That went so smoothly. I hope nothing bad will happen," the young palace maid murmured. She had expected a thorough search, but the two guards had only given them a cursory glance before letting them out. While this smooth passage wasn't necessarily a bad thing, something seemed suspicious, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"What did you say?" Shui Qing stretched out her body, taking deep breaths of the fresh air outside. The feeling of regaining what she had lost was particularly wonderful.

"It's alright, there's someone waiting up ahead. We might need to change clothes again, but your belly is really hard to hide..." The little palace maid said, troubled. Generally speaking, with her skillful hands, she could perfectly transform into either a man or a woman. However, the one thing she couldn't change was her body shape. A tall person couldn't become short, a woman from the Southern Kingdom couldn't become thin, and a pregnant woman couldn't hide her belly, especially since pregnant women are very fragile. What identity to adopt without being recognized was something she had been thinking about for a long time but hadn't figured out yet.

"We'll figure something out later. Right now, finding someone to meet us is the most important thing." Shui Qing rolled her eyes. It wasn't like she wanted to have this belly. It wasn't like she was carrying a bundle or anything; she couldn't just give birth right now!

"Alright." The maid took out two black cloaks from her bundle, one for Shui Qing to wear, and the other for herself. Once dressed, they stealthily searched for a place where they wouldn't attract attention, glancing around to see if anyone was following them. Fortunately, everyone was celebrating at home, and few were out strolling. With every house brightly lit, it was easier to find hiding places.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the wall of a mansion. The deep red wall, half a person's height above the walls, represented an untouchable majesty, but under the festive atmosphere and the glow of fireworks, it appeared much softer.

"This is it." The maid stopped, standing at a spot on the wall. Both dressed in black, they blended perfectly into the shadows, becoming one with the night.

"Now?" Shui Qing asked curiously. Shouldn't someone be coming to meet them now? Why hadn't they seen even a shadow of a night cat?

"Be patient." The young palace maid reached out and touched the wall, seemingly searching for something. She seemed to find it, and with one hand free, she tapped it rhythmically.

Just as Shui Qing was about to ask what she was doing, the wall made a low rumbling sound, slowly splitting open. It moved to a gap large enough for one person to pass through and then stopped. Seeing Shui Qing's stunned expression, the young maid quickly said, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and go in!"

"Oh!" Shui Qing snapped out of her surprise and quickly crawled inside. But when she saw the figure waiting for her on the other side of the wall, she froze on the spot.

The young palace maid followed Shui Qing in. After feeling around on the wall a few more times, the towering wall closed up again, returning to its most ordinary and inconspicuous appearance. She naturally saw the figure in front of her and quickly stepped forward, saying with a sigh of relief, "Mission accomplished. There's nothing more to discuss. I

'll take my leave." "Go," a lazy and deep voice said indifferently. The young palace maid left as if she had been granted a pardon, leaving Shui Qing alone.

Mu Yi calmly walked up to Shui Qing, reaching out his large hand to gently stroke her waterfall-like black hair, as if examining a precious object for damage. Finding her seemingly unharmed, he smiled faintly and said, "Long time no see, Shui'er."

"Mu…" Shui Qing's eyes welled with tears, and she uttered a single word in a moment of excitement, then realized her mistake and quickly stepped back, curtsied, and corrected herself, saying, "This humble woman greets the Second Prince."

"Shui'er, how could we be so distant?" Mu Yi's tone held a hint of unspoken emotion regarding Shui Qing's estrangement.

"The prince is of noble status, while I am but a lowly commoner. Etiquette must not be disregarded." After Shui Qing finished speaking, her gaze shifted to behind Mu Yi, and she bowed respectfully again, saying, "Disciple greets Master."

"Qing'er, it's good that you're alright." Gu Jingtang said with a wry smile regarding Shui Qing's deliberately distant attitude. Originally, her heart was already far from his, but now it felt as if there was a high mountain or an abyss between them. It was simply impossible for the two of them to get close.

"My disciple is well, please don't worry, Master," Shui Qing said casually, her bright eyes calmly gazing at the two men. She had been too shocked to observe them closely before, and now, seeing them, she realized that Mu Yi and Gu Jingtang were quite different from how she remembered them.

Mu Yi, for instance, was originally a high-and-mighty figure, indifferent to everything except the throne. Although polite and kind, and those around him praised his demeanor, no one truly understood his heart, and no one truly confided in him. He was arrogant and seemed to have everything under his control.

However, now, while Mu Yi remained outwardly calm, a hint of bewilderment lingered. His gaze, once filled with desire for the throne, seemed to soften when it fell upon her, making him appear more human. Yet, Shui Qing couldn't help but wonder, how could the arrogant Mu Yi have lost his domineering aura and gained tenderness?

Compared to Mu Yi's slight changes, Gu Jingtang's figure had become even thinner and he looked much more haggard. His once dazzling white hair had now become dull and lifeless. His occasional light coughs revealed that he seemed weaker than before, and she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Shui Qing's concern instantly brightened Gu Jingtang's previously gloomy mood. Although he knew her heart wasn't with him, he still smiled happily at her unintentional gentleness and said, "I'm fine. I just caught a slight cold recently; a few days of rest will do." Gu Jingtang's words

were interpreted differently by those present. Mu Yi, of course, knew that Gu Jingtang's condition wasn't just a minor cold, but rather the accumulation of pent-up emotions that had disrupted his internal energy. During a training session, he had almost suffered a qi deviation; fortunately, Mo Chengyu was by his side at the time, otherwise Shui Qing would be dead by now.

Shui Qing nodded. Although her master had done some unforgivable things to her, he had also raised her, and it was only right for a junior to show her this concern.

☆、127. Childbirth

Mu Yi noticed the sincerity that Shui Qing had inadvertently revealed, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. He said, "It's a good thing that master and disciple have a deep bond, but Shui'er's body isn't just her own now. She must be tired today. Go and rest well first, and we can talk about anything else after she wakes up." After saying that, he beckoned to a maid who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and specifically instructed her to take good care of Shui Qing and not to make any mistakes.

The maidservant, treading on thin ice, agreed and approached Shui Qing, extending her hand to support the person of noble birth. However, Shui Qing shook her head and refused, saying, "Thank you, I can walk by myself." She then curtsied to Mu Yi and Gu Jingtang, "Thank you for your help, Second Prince. I am deeply grateful. Master, please take good care of yourself. I will pay my respects to you again tomorrow."

Gu Jingtang originally had many things he wanted to say to Shui Qing, but Mu Yi ruthlessly dismissed her. Seeing that Shui Qing looked somewhat tired, he could not insist that she stay any longer and could only silently let her leave.

Only after her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor did Mu Yi look at Gu Jingtang and say, "Remember what you promised me."

"I know, you don't need to remind me again." Gu Jingtang closed his eyes in pain. When he first saw Shui Qing fall off the cliff, he believed that he could definitely find her with his own strength. Day after day of searching, he found no trace of her. He began to feel uneasy and anxious. At that moment, he was also going through a period of turmoil and almost went into a state of demonic possession. Although he managed to regain his senses, his body was severely damaged. He had no choice but to bow his head to Mu Yi once again.

Mu Yi was not someone who was easy to talk to, nor was he a kind person. Since he needed his help, he naturally had to pay a considerable price. This price made Gu Jingtang struggle for a long time, but for Shui Qing's sake, he resolutely accepted it.

The warm sunlight, the gentle breeze, and a light rain after a summer afternoon brought a touch of coolness to the air. Shui Qing held her two newborn sons in her arms, watching them nurse with contented expressions on their rosy cheeks, and couldn't help but smile.

After the little ones had finished, she gently patted their backs until they burped, and the two brothers yawned simultaneously, making Shui Qing even more affectionate. Two women standing nearby, seeing Shui Qing's tired appearance, stepped forward and said, "Please entrust the two young masters to us. These past few days, Madam has been by their side day and night, and she has lost a lot of weight. We will take care of them for the next few days so Madam can rest a bit."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work." Shui Qing looked at her two sons with reluctance. These two little ones had been a real handful since birth; it had taken her a whole day and night to give birth to them when she began labor. She had originally wanted to breastfeed herself, but worried she wouldn't be able to feed them both, so she asked Mu Yi to help find another wet nurse.

To her utter surprise, the two little ones were completely ungrateful, only willing to nurse from her breast and refusing to touch anything else. Although she secretly thought it was a good thing that the two children were close to her, in the first few days, her milk supply was simply not enough for the two enormous little ones. One would be full while the other went hungry, and the hungry one would cry until its face turned red, which broke her heart.

Fortunately, there was a woman in the Mu Yi household who had given birth to twins and had experienced the same situation as Shui Qing. She shared her secret recipe for increasing milk production, using food to encourage Shui Qing to produce more. This method successfully provided Shui Qing with enough milk to feed the two children and relieved her worries. She

thought she could finally relax, but the weather changed drastically in the past few days. The temperature difference between day and night and the humidity were unbearable even for adults, let alone newborns. The two brothers developed fevers and vomiting, alarming Shui Qing, who immediately called for a doctor.

When the doctor arrived and examined the children, he reassured her that it was just a minor cold. However, the children were too young to take medicine, so the doctor decided to treat them through the mother. He prescribed a medicine that Shuiqing should take and then pass on to the children indirectly through breast milk. Although the effects might take a few days, this would be less stimulating for the delicate infants and prevent any adverse reactions.

Shuiqing immediately followed the instructions. Although the indirect effects were slower, the children's condition gradually improved. Fearing for their health, she stayed by their side day and night. Whenever they cried, she would immediately hold them and comfort them; if they had a slight fever, she would quickly wring out a towel and place it on their foreheads.

After several days of this, Shuiqing looked quite haggard, but seeing her children getting better made all the hard work worthwhile. Seeing the two brothers healthy and nursing energetically filled her with joy. She knew that if she were sick, the quality of her breast milk would inevitably affect their health, and for their sake, she couldn't afford to let anything happen to herself.

Seeing the two women take their children to rest, Shui Qing said to Xiao Zi, who was standing to the side, "I want to wash up. Please help me get ready and also tell the kitchen to prepare some snacks for me." As soon as she returned, Xiao Zi hurriedly asked Mu Yi to come back to serve her. Mu Yi naturally had no objection. After all, having someone familiar to Shui Qing serve her would make her feel more at ease during her pregnancy than having a bunch of unfamiliar people.

"Yes, Miss." Xiao Zi, with her hair styled in a married woman's bun, had recently married the son of a steward in the Mu Yi household. The young couple were a perfect match, their sweet appearance envied by all. However, when Shui Qing learned that Xiao Zi had already arranged the marriage two years ago, but then Xiao Zi fell off a cliff, she realized that Xiao Zi had been the closest person to her all these years. If she couldn't find any news of Xiao Zi, she wouldn't be able to get married. This dragged on for two years, making Shui Qing feel grateful to Xiao Zi, but also somewhat reluctant to let her go. Fortunately, Xiao Zi was also a kind and gentle person who understood Xiao Zi's feelings and knew the bond between the two of them. She didn't say much, only telling Xiao Zi to relax and not to be upset about it.

Upon learning this, Shui Qing was overjoyed that Xiao Zi was so fortunate to have such a husband. Thinking of her own situation, she couldn't help but sigh. On the surface, although she lived a life of luxury and honor, and the man beside her was a dragon among men, high and mighty, to outsiders she seemed incredibly successful. However, no one knew that she secretly longed for a husband like Xiao Zi, someone who understood her, someone with whom she could support each other and live a simple, peaceful life.

☆, 128. The Peeping Tom!

"Miss, the water is ready." Xiao Zi still addressed Shui Qing by her old name, mainly because of Shui Qing's insistence. The bond between them, mistress and servant, was deep. Whenever Xiao Zi called her "Miss," she felt a warmth in her heart, as if she had returned to those carefree days of the past.

Shui Qing nodded and said, "Go downstairs first. Check on those two boys to make sure they're settled. They just recovered from their illness; I don't want them to catch a cold again." Thinking of the children's various sleeping positions, seeing them in different poses every time she woke up, and most importantly, how they'd already learned to kick off their blankets at such a young age, she found it both amusing and worrying that they'd caught a cold again so soon after recovering.

"Yes," Xiao Zi replied, a knowing smile creeping onto her face as she thought of her two young masters.

After watching Xiao Zi leave, Shui Qing got up, went to the wardrobe, picked up a few simple changes of clothes, and went to a small cubicle in the room. This cubicle was modeled after the place where Mu Yi had lived before. He knew his habits well; he needed to bathe every day.

In the South China Sea Kingdom, the bathing area was usually some distance from the room. In summer, it wasn't a big problem, but in winter, the cold wind blowing in, the contrast between hot and cold, was truly unbearable.

She devised a way to have a partitioned-off area built into the room, modeled after a modern suite, complete with a bathroom. This way, whenever she wanted to bathe, she could simply have someone heat some water, shower in the room,

and then come out. She wouldn't have to worry about forgetting her clothes, and a bath would help her sleep better. Shui Qing hummed a little tune as she walked to the partitioned area, removed her clothes, and draped them over the screen. Seeing the steam rising from the tub, with flower petals sprinkled on top, she gently ran her small hands across the water. Xiao Zi, as expected, was a thoughtful person; she knew her preferred water temperature. Xiao Zi cupped her hands together, scooped up some hot water, and splashed it on her body for a quick wash before stepping into the tub and slowly immersing herself in the hot water, enjoying the most relaxing moment of the day.

Temporarily setting aside everything else, Shui Qing happily played in the bathtub, splashing water to the other side, burying her face in the water, and playing with the flower petals floating on the surface. When she had played enough and the water had cooled, she got up contentedly.

Just as she was about to pick up a towel to dry herself, she suddenly noticed a passionate gaze fixed on her. She quickly turned her gaze and saw Gu Jingtang standing by the screen. Startled, she hurriedly grabbed the towel to cover herself, her face flushed, whether from embarrassment, anger, or the heat from the bath, she said with a slightly displeased tone, "Master, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Shui Qing's radiant beauty, Gu Jingtang recalled their first meeting and the sweet memories of the past. A surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen, and a long-dormant area began to swell. His lustful gaze lingered on Shui Qing, and seeing her barely concealed body, the barely visible fabric almost took his breath away.

Shui Qing, of course, noticed the lust in Gu Jingtang's eyes, and his complete disregard for her scantily clad state. A surge of anger rose within her, and she glared at Gu Jingtang, saying rudely, "Master! Please leave!"

Shui Qing's anger had no effect on Gu Jingtang; instead, it fueled her rage. Her heavy breathing, fueled by anger, made her breasts, pressed against her still-postpartum breasts, appear even fuller and more alluring. Gu Jingtang knew Shui Qing was angry, but he couldn't resist his overwhelming desire. He involuntarily moved closer to Shui Qing, his voice low and hoarse, saying, "Qing'er, I..." He didn't even know what he was thinking. He wanted to hold her beneath him and cherish her, yet he couldn't forget Shui Qing's resolute expression, worried that his impulsiveness might backfire.

"Get out!" Shui Qing saw Gu Jingtang take a step closer to her, and with each step she took back, she showed no respect for her teacher, looking at him as if he were a lecher.

Gu Jingtang seemed not to hear Shui Qing's rebuke, instead taking steps closer to her. Shui Qing looked at Gu Jingtang warily, unaware that someone was standing behind her. She bumped into him, startled and dropping her towel, her fair body now exposed to Gu Jingtang's eyes.

Shui Qing didn't realize she'd bumped into someone; all she knew was that the only thing she could use to cover herself had fallen. She hurriedly tried to bend down to pick it up, but someone behind her grabbed her slender wrist, pinning both her hands behind her back. A hot breath sprayed onto her neck, and a wet, warm sensation slid down her neck. Shui Qing was startled, and before she could react, she heard a hoarse voice behind her say, "Shui'er, you smell so good."

Hearing this voice, Shui Qing didn't even need to turn around to know who was behind her. She hadn't expected that Gu Jingtang, a peeping tom, was one thing, but the man behind her was even more extreme—not only had he seen, but he'd also touched her! Enraged, Shui Qing disregarded her image and cursed, "Do you two men even know what shame is? A prince dares to peep at a woman bathing, and do it so brazenly! And Mu Yi, you're the worst of the worst!"

"Haha! Shui'er is definitely more interesting when she's a bit more fiery." Mu Yi didn't mind Shui Qing's outburst; she seemed more approachable than her previous cold and polite demeanor. His other free hand reached forward and grasped a mound of white jade, kneading it with just the right amount of force, his fingers pinching the small red nipple, teasingly playing with the white rabbit he had longed for.

"Ah... let me go!" Shui Qing's sensitive body had been developed by these men; whenever she touched them, her body seemed to lose its control, only caring about enjoying the tingling pleasure under their caresses.

"Qing'er's body is still as sensitive as ever. She gets excited with just a little touch, and she's already wet my hands so quickly." Gu Jingtang kneaded one of her neglected breasts with one hand, while the other hand moved down to her most private area between her legs, gently sliding along the crevice. Instantly, her flower bud released a stream of sweet nectar. Gu Jingtang's hand was right below, his slightly curved palm catching the dripping nectar. The excess nectar overflowed from his palm, slowly dripping down the inside of her snow-white thighs to the ground.

☆、129. Jade Liquid

"Don't go too far... ah..." Shui Qing roared, but her strength was insufficient to break free from the man's grip behind her. She could only helplessly let the two of them play with her body. This wasn't the most hateful thing. What was hateful was that she didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, she felt a kind of eager pleasure, and the moans that involuntarily escaped her lips hoped that they would give her more.

"You're just being hypocritical, Shui'er. Your moans just now didn't seem to mean that." Mu Yi gently bit her rounded earlobe, whispering his rebuttal in Shui Qing's ear.

"Ugh... I didn't... ah..." Shui Qing held firm to her last line, refusing to back down from the two men's malice or surrender easily. Unfortunately, she underestimated their methods. The more she resisted, the more it fueled their desire to conquer her.

"Qing'er, stop struggling. Enjoy the feelings we're giving you, experience our love for you." Gu Jingtang inserted his fingers into her already wet vagina, slowly thrusting in and out, his nails scraping against the tender flesh, causing her body to tremble.

"Waaah... let me go..." Shui Qing cried out in a pitiful voice, but she couldn't resist the increasingly intense desire. Especially after giving birth, her body seemed to have changed a lot, becoming more sensitive. They had only just begun, and she already felt like she was about to climax. Ashamed of her body's reaction, her remaining rationality was trying hard to tell her to get rid of the two men quickly, otherwise she would definitely hate herself after the passion subsided.

Shui Qing thought she was shouting angrily, but to the two men, it sounded like a seductive invitation, making their desire burn even more intensely. Their four hands worked even harder to ignite fire after fire on her body.

"Qing'er, taste your own flavor." Gu Jingtang placed his honey-covered fingers into Shui Qing's mouth, watching her lick her own juices. Excessive nectar flowed from the corners of her pink lips, slowly dripping onto her white breasts. Crystal-clear droplets clung to her snow-white, pink breasts, flowing freely with her breath. One drop slid onto her firm, pink nipple, like a delicious dessert, attracting Gu Jingtang's gaze.

The droplet swayed up and down with her breath, making Gu Jingtang's mouth dry. He couldn't help but lick his parched lips, then lowered his head, opened his mouth, and began to suckle and lick vigorously. Gu Jingtang had only intended to lick away the nectar, but unexpectedly, as he sucked, the nectar mixed with the sweet milk and was swallowed. This taste was like drinking nectar, and he couldn't stop, sucking one mouthful after another.

"Ah...no...don't suck..." Shui Qing shook her head violently. The man's hot breath and the way he licked and sucked her nipples made her feel quite different from breastfeeding a child. A child simply wants to fill its stomach, but this man was filled with boundless desire, teasing her to the point that she almost cried out the lewd words of wanting them to enter her.

The stimulating and intoxicating pleasure made Shui Qing's legs tremble so much that she almost couldn't stand up. She was about to give up the strength to resist. If it weren't for the man behind her supporting her, she would have collapsed to the ground with her legs weak. His increasingly unrestrained hands were lewdly playing with her nipples. Her tender hole, invaded by his fingers, contracted violently. The two men noticed this and didn't stop caressing her, as if they wouldn't stop until she came again and again under their hands and under their bodies.

"Qing'er's milk is so sweet, no wonder those two little ones love drinking it so much." Gu Jingtang had a few drops of milk left on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his fingers to collect the milk that had slipped through the sieve, and put it into his mouth with lingering satisfaction, licking it clean. He said to Mu Yi, "You should try some too. The water that Qing'er makes, once you taste it, you'll never forget it."

"Of course I know. That's why Shui'er is so lovable. With just a little movement, she releases so much honey-like fluid that you can't even finish drinking it all. Every time I see it, I feel like it's a waste." After Mu Yi finished speaking, he picked up Shui Qing and strode to her bed. He gently placed her on the bed, quickly took off his clothes, and climbed onto the bed with his hard and swollen male root erect. He lay down next to her, grasped the base of her full breasts with one hand, squeezed them slightly to make the already hard nipples stand out even more, let out a soft roar, and then lowered his head to bite and suck on the pink breasts that Gu Jingtang had praised so highly.

Gu Jingtang followed Mu Yi, quickly stripping off his own clothes and crawling naked to Shui Qing's other side. Imitating Mu Yi's actions, he sucked on the neglected nipple on the other side. His other free hand moved to the base of her two snow-white legs, gently teasing the dense black bush, finding the most delicate clitoris and slowly stimulating it with gentle pressure and kneading.

"Ah...no...woo...no...ah...don't touch...ah..." Shui Qing moaned softly, her body already weak and powerless from the two men's ministrations. She tried to raise her hands to resist but found she had no strength at all, only able to slump on the bed, letting them ravage her body at will.

Gu Jingtang seemed oblivious to Shui Qing's cries and pleas, relentlessly teasing her swollen clitoris. Soon, he noticed Shui Qing's moans growing increasingly seductive, her breathing more rapid. With a long, drawn-out cry, a stream of fluid gushed from between her legs—a lewd and alluring sight that made both men gasp. Their own thick, hard penises throbbed even more violently.

The entrance to her vulva slowly oozed the remaining fluids, the glistening liquid creating a captivating and seductive allure as her pink lips parted and closed. This made the two men, who hadn't had a proper release in a long time, yearn to thrust themselves into her, to pump and pound wildly within her alluring opening.

Shui Qing arched her body, trembling violently, knowing she had reached orgasm under the man's manipulation, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid. Before she could even react with regret, the scene before her eyes shifted, and she was positioned face down on the bed by the man, her snow-white buttocks raised high. Before she knew what was happening, a thick, hard, hot, long object was thrust into her secret place, withdrawing, thrusting in, withdrawing.

"Ah...so hard...ah...so deep...um...ah..." Shui Qing knew, of course, that her empty, tender place was being filled by something. The man's fierce force made Shui Qing dizzy and disoriented, only knowing that the feeling of being filled was wonderful, intoxicating. Unconsciously, she swayed her hips wantonly, responding to the man's thrusts.

☆, 130. If you keep arguing, both of you get out!

"Oh... Shui'er's little hole is still as tight as ever after giving birth, no... even tighter and narrower, it feels so good..." Mu Yi wrapped his arms around her slender waist, thrusting himself in again and again with extreme ferocity, enjoying the unforgettable, deadly sensation.

On the other hand, Gu Jingtang certainly wouldn't let Shui Qing neglect him. He came to her, grasped his fiery member, and pressed it against her small mouth, saying, "Qing'er, be good, open your mouth and take it in."

Shui Qing originally didn't want to do it, but before she could even open her mouth, a large, round head was stuffed into her mouth. The man didn't hesitate at all and began to thrust his hips, watching his thick, fiery member enter and exit her small mouth, saying in a sexy and low, husky voice, "Hmm... Qing'er's little mouth is still as powerful as ever, it's almost sucking me dry..."

"All of Shui'er's little mouths are equally wonderful, each one captivating. But the best one is her lower orifice. Whether it's inside or not, a gentle touch is enough to release a lot of fluid. Shui'er is truly like a creature made of water. I really want to stay inside her all the time." Mu Yi spread her buttocks apart with his large hand, exposing her orifice even more to his eyes. He saw the droplets of water spraying from their point of contact, and the lewd sounds filled the room. His already unusually large penis swelled even more, making Shui Qing want to scream. Unfortunately, her mouth was filled with another man's thick penis, so any rebuttal was impossible.

Just as Shui Qing was about to object to Mu Yi's words, Gu Jingtang growled in a low voice, "Little vixen, so restless, is your little mouth up there that hungry?" Feeling Dingxiang's little tongue haphazardly probing, he accidentally touched the sensitive tip of her mouth, almost causing him to ejaculate uncontrollably. Fortunately, he knew that her little mouth was just as alluring as her little hole below, so, at the moment a tingling sensation ran through his waist, he stopped, tightened his waist muscles, and stabilized his desire that was about to ejaculate. After a short rest, he began to let her little mouth swallow and spit again.

"Mmm... I didn't... mmm... um..." Shui Qing pushed against Gu Jingtang's crotch with her little hands, finally managing to catch her breath, only to be filled up by the man again. She couldn't even speak clearly, and could only shake her head to express her opinion. However, this action did not arouse any pity from the two men. Instead, they thought she was being coy, which excited them greatly. They became obsessed with thrusting between her two little mouths, wishing they could melt into those two little mouths.

"Oh...it's so strange not to hear her lewd moans. Quickly pick her up..." Gu Jingtang said, panting heavily.

"Shui'er, shout louder later..." Mu Yi also wanted to hear Shui Qing's seductive moans. After hearing Gu Jingtang's words, he withdrew from her body, grabbed her with his large hand, turned her over and picked her up, making her face him. He squeezed his thighs between her legs, his thick member like an experienced horse, and in an instant, it entered her wet little hole again. He didn't rush to thrust, but just quietly waited for Gu Jingtang's next move in the tender flower passage.

Although Gu Jingtang was somewhat dissatisfied that Shui Qing wasn't facing him, the desire between his legs left him with little choice. Moreover, her little chrysanthemum was in no way inferior to her flower hole, and it easily made him indulge in it.

"No..." Shui Qing felt the heat surging against her buttocks, eager to enter. The thought of his size made even her small opening feel strained, and she fearfully refused. But Gu Jingtang gently nibbled on her earlobe, whispering in a seductive voice, "Qing'er, I'm going in. It might hurt a little, but bear with it, okay?"

The man's deep voice, like an unknown magic, sent a shiver down her spine. She shook her head in refusal but nodded instead. Seeing her so compliant, Gu Jingtang was delighted. However, wondering if her anus could withstand his size, he smeared a large amount of fluid from her vagina onto his own massive member. He then guided his member to the entrance of her anus, tentatively and slowly pushing in. Seeing that Shui Qing's brows were slightly furrowed and she didn't seem to feel much pain, he slowly pushed himself in further.

"Ah...don't come in any more...uh...it's so full...uh...so big...ah...ah..." Shui Qing's little hole in front was already filled to the brim by Mu Yi, and there was another thick one trying to insert into her body from behind. She could feel the folds inside her body being stretched and smoothed out by the two men. Although it was painful, the tingling pleasure made her sway her hips gently.

"Little slut, he's only just inserted it, and you're already writhing." Mu Yi said with a hint of jealousy, his two big hands squeezing her breasts, which had become rounder and fuller from breastfeeding. His fingers maliciously pinched the nipples at the tips, pulling them forcefully towards him, and then letting go. The two mounds of flesh rippled with waves of milk. The pain made Shui Qing's lower abdomen contract forcefully, squeezing Mu Yi so tightly that he gritted his teeth and took several deep breaths.

Shui Qing's reaction, however, did not please Mu Yi at all. He hadn't even elicited such a strong reaction from her vagina; he needed to give her breasts special attention before she would respond. Unexpectedly, Gu Jingtang's body began to sway on its own the moment he entered her anus, especially her small, both alluring and infuriating mouth, which emitted a long-unheard, seductive moan. Compared to Gu Jingtang, Mu Yi felt inferior.

"Oh! Are you here to cause trouble? I've only just entered, I haven't even enjoyed it yet!" Gu Jingtang was surprised that Mu Yi was so petty, deliberately teasing Shui Qing's breasts to elicit a strong reaction—was he trying to embarrass him?

"Hmph!" Mu Yi snorted coldly. If it weren't for their brotherhood and his deep affection for Shui Qing, she would be his woman in his mansion, and they wouldn't be sharing her now. "If you don't want her, get out. That way I can have Shui'er all to myself!"

"Don't even think about it!" Gu Jingtang said, suppressing his anger. He knew that when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. If it weren't for Mu Yi, Shui Qing wouldn't have escaped from Sima Yuan's side unharmed.

"Hurry up if you want her. If you keep arguing, both of you will get out!" Shui Qing's pleasure was already hanging in the air between the two men, neither going up nor down. Instead of arguing, they might as well hurry up and give her some pleasure!

☆, 131. Releasing the Delight

The two men were stunned for a moment, then came to their senses. Gu Jingtang reached forward and grasped her two white breasts, kneading them into various shapes, making her lean back against him tightly. He lowered his head to her pink neck, sucking, biting, and licking. Mu Yi spread her two snow-white thighs as wide as possible, his deeply inserted male root buried in her flower cave, gently rubbing and rubbing.

"Ah... Brother Mu... don't do this... um... harder... ah... harder... um ah..." Shui Qing twisted her body helplessly. Her body, which hadn't been touched in a long time, was aroused by the men. Although she tried to resist at first, the marks on her body, already branded, became unbearable under the men's relentless caresses. Unsatisfied, she began to crave more.

"Shui'er's uncontrollable appearance is so tempting. Shout louder, be more seductive, be more wanton, Brother Mu will satisfy you." After Mu Yi finished speaking, he pulled out hard and then thrust in again, making Shui Qing let out a comfortable moan.

"How could you do this, Qing'er? He can satisfy you, and so can I." Unwilling to be outdone and unwilling to be forgotten, Gu Jingtang launched a series of heavy and deep thrusts into her thin rectum. The pain and tingling sensation made Shui Qing arch her back and forth uncontrollably. She couldn't tell whether she was trying to escape or accommodating the man's penetration from both ends.

"Mmm...so good...ah...Brother Jingtang...mmm...Qing'er wants more...ah...ah..." Her anus was extremely sensitive; even the man's gentle thrusts caused helpless tremors, not to mention the man's hard thrusts. The fullness and throbbing in her lower abdomen, the ecstatic friction, made her moan incessantly, unable to close her red lips. A trickle of clear saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, down her beautiful chin, her fair neck, her sunken collarbone, slowly reaching her rounded breasts. Her lewd and alluring appearance made Mu Yi's penis between his legs even harder and larger.

Mu Yi hooked his hands around Shui Qing's knees, letting her long, beautiful legs hang on his elbows, making her vagina even more open for penetration. While thrusting his hips, he roared, "I'm not enough! You were just screaming with pleasure, why do you need another person now? Watch how I fuck you to death, you little slut...you little whore..."

"Oh...you know how slutty and wanton Qing'er is, one night isn't enough to satisfy her...oh...the little chrysanthemum in the back is no less than the little slutty hole in the front...so good..." Gu Jingtang thrust into her chrysanthemum without mercy. It wasn't that he didn't want to slow down, but that he couldn't stop. The feeling of being enveloped was so wonderful. Although the tight intestines weren't as elastic as the vaginal canal in front, the moist mucous membranes were just as good as the vagina's swallowing.

"Ah... harder... um... faster... ah ah... so good... um... Brother Mu... ah ah... Brother Jingtang... oh... I... um um... so comfortable... ah..." To support her suspended body, Shui Qing placed her small hands on Mu Yi's broad shoulders, leaning heavily against the man behind her. This position made it impossible for her to move. On the other hand, she was able to enjoy the pleasure of friction amidst the tension and stimulation, and she could also occasionally squeeze the two penises inside her as the men thrust in and out.

Hearing Shui Qing's most seductive encouragement, the two men, regardless of whether they would hurt her, began to forcefully ram, thrust, and push against the two most seductive honey holes of this body. Whether it was due to the heat of desire or the long-term thrusting, the passage was hot and scalding, constantly oozing sticky semen, lubricating the discomfort of friction between the male and female genitals.

Shui Qing had lost track of how long she had been abandoned. She climaxed several times during the rhythmic thrusting, until finally, unable to bear the endless desire of the two men any longer, she began to cry out, "I'm out of strength... Ahh... Brother Mu... Brother Jingtang... I don't want it... um... no more... Ahh..."

"Qing'er can't take it anymore. Lie down and let her lie on top of you," Gu Jingtang said, stopping his thrusting and looking at Mu Yi.

He knew how intense their desires were. Before Shui Qing, they had sought out many women to satisfy their lust, but after having been with Shui Qing, no other woman could catch their eye. During the time Shui Qing wasn't around, they lived like ascetics. Now, finally able to be with her again, how could their pent-up desires be easily extinguished in a short time?

During their relentless thrusting, even an experienced woman would soon be unable to withstand it, let alone Shui Qing, who had just given birth and whose physical strength had not yet recovered to its best state. Of course, some parts had recovered quite well, and some parts were fuller and rounder than before. In order for them to be satisfied, it was necessary to let Shui Qing rest for a while.

"Shui'er, bear with it." Mu Yi reached out and wiped the sweat from her face, reluctant to see her exhausted appearance. Although her vagina was still tightly gripping him, her body was already limp and powerless, relying solely on him and Gu Jingtang for support. Although he knew that this position would allow them to reach satisfaction more quickly, Shui Qing had already begged so desperately, so he could only silently lie down and let her lie on top of him.

"Ugh... haa... haa... um... ah... ah... um..." Shui Qing lay on Mu Yi's body, panting softly. Her two small mouths had been filled with the man's huge member the whole time. This position gave her a temporary respite, but the man's member inside her showed no sign of stopping. Mu Yi's large hands pressed on her pink buttocks, his powerful waist slowly rubbing against her, while Gu Jingtang on her back was thrusting in and out rhythmically.

"Oh... I didn't expect it to feel just as good this way!" Mu Yi sighed comfortably. Although this position prevented him from thrusting freely, with Gu Jingtang's assistance, he still experienced the ecstatic pleasure of thrusting. This kind of thrusting was just right for scraping the most sensitive spot on the tender walls of her vagina. The stretched flesh walls became thinner, and he could easily feel the other penis rubbing against them. In addition to being squeezed by the intestinal walls and tender walls, the two men could also clearly feel the monstrous veins on each other's penises stimulating each other with each thrusting motion.

☆, 132. Endless Demand

"Qing'er is naturally seductive. A little teasing is enough to make her produce so much water, and her vagina gets tighter and tighter the more you fuck her... I really don't know what to do to loosen it up a bit..." Gu Jingtang put one arm around Shui Qing's waist, making her upper body slightly off the ground, and pinched and kneaded her full breasts with the other hand, pulling and tugging at them in a very lewd way during the thrusting motion.

"Ah... my nipple hurts... um... be gentle... ahh..." Shui Qing cried out coquettishly, her brows furrowed. The pain above and the tingling sensation in her lower orifice made her almost unable to hold back her climax again. But she knew that these two men hadn't even released their pent-up desires yet. If she didn't make them come quickly, she... no, she might not be able to get out of bed for several days.

"Shui'er's milk is so fragrant and sweet..." Mu Yi opened his mouth and took the other trembling nipple that Gu Jingtang had forgotten into his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and hooked the pink tip, rolling, flicking, licking, sucking, and biting it, using every method to enjoy the sweet little fruit.

"Mmm...ah...don't do this...mmm...it's so stimulating...ah...good, good...mmm...I...mmm...ah..." Shui Qing trembled and gasped, eventually unable to utter any words to describe the pleasure. She could only let out meaningless moans, her slender and alluring body twisting and turning with a graceful rhythm. Each sway brought even more stimulation to their joined parts, intensifying the ecstasy and making the three of them fall into a frenzy of lust time and time again.

"Is Qing'er's little hole feeling good from being penetrated? Does it feel great to have your breasts pinched? Does this friction feel good? Should I thrust hard, gently, or grind? Which one makes Qing'er feel like she's flying to heaven?" Gu Jingtang deliberately whispered in Shui Qing's ear. These lewd and obscene words made Shui Qing feel even more ashamed. She had thought that her master was cultivating his mind for the sake of his body, but she hadn't expected that his mind hadn't been purified, but instead had become even more lewd.

"Ah...no...um...haa...ah..." Such vulgar words would normally only make one feel uncomfortable, but at this moment, the man speaking these words in her ear was someone she had once loved. She had expected it to anger her, but instead, it ignited an even stronger desire within her.

"Qing'er doesn't like it...that means we have to leave..." Gu Jingtang, of course, knew what Shui Qing wanted and deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, signaling to Mu Yi with his eyes that they should temporarily retreat.

Mu Yi was naturally happy to cooperate, because this little vixen often said one thing and meant another. If she wasn't properly disciplined, she might think she could control them both. Just as they withdrew, they heard two soft popping sounds, followed by a delicate, regretful sigh.

"Mmm...no...ah...mmm...I...ahh..." After Mu Yi and Gu Jingtang withdrew, they slowly rubbed the entrance of her lower orifice, gently tapping and pulling back, then bringing it closer again and tapping a few more times before pulling back. This repeated several times, arousing Shui Qing's two lower orifices to flow with lustful fluids. No matter how wantonly she twisted her body, no matter how many lewd cries escaped her red lips, the two men refused to give her any satisfaction.

"What does Shui'er want? Tell us, and your brothers will grant your wish." Mu Yi gently poked and thrust while forcefully kneading her full breasts. He was now in a similar state to Shui Qing, both of them reaching their limit of endurance. If she didn't give in soon, he didn't know whether to continue or stop. Insertion would bring pleasure to both of them, while stopping would bring out her true nature. He was truly troubled by what to do.

"Qing'er, say it..." Gu Jingtang tugged at a pink nipple, his erect penis pressing against her anus, burning hot. The intense heat made Shui Qing tremble uncontrollably.

"Ugh... ah... um... haa..." Shui Qing bit her lip tightly, refusing to be the first to beg for mercy. Especially since these two men seemed to be competing with her to see who had the strongest endurance. Shui Qing knew that in this moment, the one who spoke first was showing weakness. Under the unbridled lewdness of these two men, she couldn't possibly beg for mercy.

Unable to get a response from Shui Qing, Gu Jingtang and Mu Yi exchanged glances and decided to change their plan. This time, they didn't just thrust at the entrance, but inserted slightly and withdrew, inserting a little and withdrawing again. The popping sound could be heard with each insertion and withdrawal. This kind of teasing was the most unbearable, like giving a little sweetness and then immediately taking it away, making one grit their teeth in hatred, yet unable to do anything about it.

Under the two men's ruthless fondling, Shui Qing's last shred of reason finally crumbled, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Ah... my two little holes... ah... both want brothers' penises... ah..."

Hearing Shui Qing's passionate invitation, the two men finally breathed a sigh of relief. One held her two round breasts, and the other encircled her slender waist, thrusting forcefully into her tender and wet little holes. In an instant, the feeling of fullness and tight grip made the three of them exhale a sigh of pleasure.

"Ah... so good... Brother Mu... Brother Jingtang... you're fucking me so good... so comfortable... ah... um..." Shui Qing had lost her mind. She didn't even know what she was shouting anymore. She only knew that the louder she shouted, the more pleasure the two men gave her. The more pleasure she had, the more lewd she became, and the men gave her even more intoxicating stimulation. In the end, her body seemed to have a self-awareness, swaying with the men's thrusts, displaying a wanton and seductive posture.

"You're squeezing me so tight. You just came, and now your little hole is so thirsty again. Qing'er is such a slutty girl... isn't she?" Gu Jingtang not only squeezed one of her breasts harder, but his thrusts became even more violent, making Shui Qing cry out that she couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh... Shui'er's little cunt, don't squeeze so hard, I can hardly move..." Gu Jingtang, above Shui Qing, continued to thrust slowly, but Mu Yi was unable to move because of the little hole's grip. Now he was stuck, so he had to reach to the entrance of the flower hole, find the already swollen clitoris, and gently flick it a few times with his rough fingers.

"Ah... not there... ah... I'm... I'm coming... Brother Mu... um... let me go... ah... I'm coming... I'm coming..." Shui Qing cried out in a pleading voice, her pleasure almost overflowing. With Mu Yi's actions, she came again, collapsing onto Mu Yi's body, panting heavily.

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☆、133. Using the body as a means

"No...don't come again..." Shui Qing was still murmuring in her sleep, protesting against the two men who had made insatiable demands on her these past few days. Her small face was scrunched up like a little bun, and her snow-white skin was covered with red and purple bruises. Anyone with eyes could tell that she had been fiercely loved.

"Poor Qing'er, she can't even sleep peacefully." Gu Jingtang lay face to face with Shui Qing on the bed, their most private parts tightly connected. For the past few days, he and Mu Yi had been seeking pleasure on Shui Qing's body almost day and night. Except for necessary physiological needs and the gaps when the two children needed to nurse, the three of them were almost intertwined.

"Isn't this all your fault!" Mu Yi lay on the other side, his strong chest pressed against Shui Qing's back, one hand reaching forward to grasp one round breast, casually kneading it.

"I'm not as cruel as you." Gu Jingtang believed that he had a heart of pity for Shui Qing, unlike Mu Yi, who was like a mad beast, ignoring her wishes and venting his desires on her body at will.

"Easy for you! Didn't you hurt Shui'er's little hole? Knowing that she hadn't had sex in a long time, you started thrusting wildly from the beginning, causing Shui'er to still be very swollen." Mu Yi didn't admit to this at all. If it came to being ruthless, he couldn't compare to Gu Jingtang.

"Tsk!" Gu Jingtang scoffed softly. It wasn't about assigning blame now. After three days of passionate lovemaking, Shui Qing's delicate face showed signs of exhaustion. Her lips were swollen and red from their sucking, and the condition of her two lower orifices was even more telling. When they finally came to their senses, they realized she was practically falling apart from their exertions.

If it weren't for the wet nurse urging the two little masters to nurse, they might have clung to her. However, seeing her nodding and sleeping soundly while nursing, Gu Jingtang and Mu Yi, even if they wanted to continue, had to reluctantly stop, considering her near exhaustion.

However, considerable benefits and compensation came at a price. The condition for stopping their passion was that someone had to stay safely inside her, and she wasn't allowed to wear any clothes, only wrapped in a sheet, so that she could continue enjoying the benefits after she recovered her strength.

As for who would continue to experience the pleasure of being held in that warm and moist little hole, Mu Yi and Gu Jingtang were initially unwilling to give in. In the end, Gu Jingtang used a little trick to win the right, and his smug look made Mu Yi grit his teeth in hatred. However, a loss is a loss, and he didn't say much. Although he couldn't continue to touch that delicate skin in that alluring little hole, smell the unique fragrance of a woman's body, and hold those little hands to rub against his hot body, it was still a small consolation.

Afraid of waking Shui Qing, who had finally fallen asleep, Gu Jingtang only dared to move his lower body gently. Although it wasn't as ecstatic as rapid thrusting, the unconscious contraction and grip of the little hole was another kind of indescribable pleasure. However, the increasingly intense pleasure made his breathing more and more disordered. After a while inside her, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, followed by a heavy and deep sigh.

Mu Yi glared angrily at Gu Jingtang, who looked refreshed and relaxed, and gritted his teeth, saying fiercely, "Finished? Can we talk about serious matters now?"

"Speak," Gu Jingtang said, looking at Mu Yi with a refreshed expression, completely unconcerned about the man's harsh words. He was currently experiencing the sensation of her vagina contracting and releasing copious amounts of nectar as he ejaculated. He hadn't expected her body to be so sensitive; even in her sleep, she could reach orgasm because of his thrusting. Although her heart was no longer with him, her body still remembered everything they had shared.

"Sima Yuan has already sent more men. It looks like we need to find a time to send them out." Mu Yi had received news from his subordinates these past few days that Sima Yuan, who had been furious and unable to sort out his thoughts, was now much clearer. After figuring out the details, he had already pointed the finger at Mu Yi.

In the South Sea Kingdom, few could steal someone from the palace right under his nose. And he—the prince of the Western Night Kingdom—had an extraordinary relationship with Shui Qing, and now resided in the South Sea Kingdom, enjoying the rights of a national envoy. To say he hadn't done anything would seem inexcusable.

"Very well." Gu Jingtang's eyes darkened, his tone becoming somewhat melancholy. He gently stroked Shui Qing's delicate back, tenderly gazing at the sleeping beauty. He hadn't expected that every time they spent together would be so short, every separation forced by circumstances, and every reunion only growing further apart. Was it fate punishing him, or were they simply destined never to know, stay together, or love each other?

Watching his beloved drift away, he wanted to win her back, yet couldn't bear to see her sad and crying. He could only silently protect her from the sidelines. Seeing one man after another possess her body and enter her heart, his heart ached with pain, sorrow, and bitterness. Yet, seeing her smile because of it filled his heart with joy, happiness, and sweetness. What could he do to enter her heart again? If he couldn't be her only one, he wanted her to remember him, to become a part of her very being, never to be forgotten.

Mu Yi pursed his lips, deliberately ignoring Gu Jingtang's dejection. The grudges and entanglements between the two had vanished with Shui Qing's amnesia. Although he had once won her wholehearted devotion, he hadn't known how precious that love was. Only after losing it did he realize how valuable that sincerity was. He wanted to win it back, but saw her increasingly distant attitude.

Compared to her amiable demeanor towards the servants, she maintained a significant distance from him in her words and actions. This distance widened after the birth of their two children. Regardless of whether he was the father, he was willing to compromise, treating the children as his own and guaranteeing them a bright future. Unexpectedly, she refused his offer, only requesting a peaceful and tranquil place to live a simple life with them after the children's one-month celebration.

He neither agreed nor refused at the time, hoping time would dissuade her. However, as the days passed, she increasingly pleaded with him to help find a safe haven. Shui Qing's attitude alarmed Mu Yi and panicked Gu Jingtang.

Unable to persuade her, they resorted to physical intimacy to keep her from considering leaving. Although they knew this was dishonest, it was the only method they could think of to make her inseparable from them.

☆、134. Escape

However, this was merely a mirage, a fleeting illusion. It could make her forget for a while, but it couldn't truly erase her from her heart. Every midnight dream, her murmurs truthfully confirmed that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get any closer.

"After sending her away this time, I really don't know when we'll see each other again." Mu Yi gently stroked her silky skin, his eyes filled with an intense longing.

"Qing'er's wish is to live a peaceful life. That's beyond Sima Yuan's reach. Besides, the two of us simply can't give her the life she wants. Are we going to watch her grow increasingly haggard because of our selfishness?" Gu Jingtang kissed her forehead heavily. He knew that this parting almost meant forever. At least, he was certain that Shui Qing would be happy in the future, and that was enough.

"Sending Shui'er away is a good thing. Her presence only hinders our progress; neglecting one aspect will only lead to missed opportunities," Mu Yi sighed. The tides of fortune are fleeting; a moment's hesitation could allow someone to seize the opportunity. He couldn't let his years of painstaking planning be ruined.

"When?" Gu Jingtang asked, lowering his eyes.

"The third day," Mu Yi replied calmly.

Gu Jingtang calculated the days; Shui Qing would be leaving in three days. The two children were already a month old. Mu Yi had already arranged for caregivers to ensure Shui Qing and the children wouldn't be too burdened during their journey. This arrangement was excellent; he couldn't have done it perfectly on his own, but Mu Yi could fully utilize his power to make the best possible arrangement.

"Hmm..." Just as the two were discussing animatedly, Shui Qing suddenly let out a soft, sweet moan. To the two men, who had finally calmed down, this moan was filled with innocent allure, seemingly inviting them to take things further.

"Little vixen, even in your sleep you're so alluring," Mu Yi said, both loving and resentful.

"Isn't that why we love her?" Gu Jingtang rolled over, slightly bending his knees, letting Shui Qing lie on top of him, her long legs straddling his waist, allowing his pent-up desire to slowly thrust in and out of her honeyed orifice.

"Didn't you say you wanted Shui'er to rest?" Mu Yi asked disdainfully, seeing Gu Jingtang's actions.

Gu Jingtang merely glanced at Mu Yi. Both of them knew perfectly well what Shui Qing had done. Seeing her radiant maternal glow after giving birth, they suddenly felt how wonderful it would be if the child were theirs.

They had waited so long for an opportunity, finally waiting for her to give birth and finish her postpartum confinement, only to be met with Sima Yuan's large-scale search. Shui Qing, on the other hand, kept them at arm's length. If she continued to stay in the South China Sea, it would likely cause even more trouble, so they had no choice but to send her away.

Originally, they intended to keep it a secret from each other, using whatever method they could to get Shui Qing pregnant with their child. Unexpectedly, on the night of their tryst, they both coincidentally came to Shui Qing's room. They looked at each other, each knowing what they were thinking. After a moment of eye contact, they each backed down. Both had a chance, but ultimately, whose child would be chosen depended on fate.

Mu Yi didn't say anything, but rolled over and pressed himself against Shui Qing's snowy back, adjusting his position and embracing her alluring body once more, both sinking into the endless sea of desire.

Shui Qing slowly woke up with a swaying motion. After regaining her senses, she looked around and realized she seemed to be in a carriage. Suddenly realizing what was happening, she was about to shout when she noticed the curtain at the front had been lifted. The person outside saw Shui Qing wake up and smiled, asking, "You're awake. Are you hungry? Want something to eat?"

"It's you..." Shui Qing saw that familiar face and knew she hadn't been kidnapped, but rather someone had deliberately made her unconscious and then moved her to the carriage. However, now wasn't the time to investigate who had done it. She hurriedly got up and asked, "My children! Where are my children?"

"Don't worry, the children are sleeping soundly over there." The person pointed to a corner Shui Qing had overlooked.

Seeing this, Shui Qing hurriedly crawled towards the child. When she saw the two children sleeping soundly with their eyes closed and little bubbles coming out of their mouths, her anxious heart finally settled down.

"The children are all well, are you relieved?" The person squatted down beside Shui Qing and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Shui Qing was so focused on the children that she didn't notice the person had come to her side. When she realized it, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled away.

"Is this how you treat an old friend? Or are you worried that I might do something to you?" The person raised an eyebrow, looking at Shui Qing with a half-smile.

"No." Shui Qing lowered her eyes and answered politely but distantly.

"Just as Master said, you've changed."

Shui Qing continued to remain silent, her mind a jumble of emotions as she thought about the events of the past few days. She seemed to have grasped something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. However, she knew very well what Gu Jingtang and Mu Yi had done to her. She had initially thought they were going to imprison her, but instead they let her out of the manor. What were they thinking? They were doing things that were completely incomprehensible.

In her last memory, she only knew that she was semi-conscious when Gu Jingtang fed her an unknown medicine orally, after which her consciousness ended, until she just woke up. Unexpectedly, upon waking, she saw an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time—Mo Chengyu. His attitude clearly indicated that he knew about what Mu Yi and Gu Jingtang had done, and that they were in cahoots. Now she was in a carriage heading to an unknown destination. Although the child was being well taken care of, in such an uncertain situation, anyone would be wary of others.

Seeing Shui Qing's wary expression, Mo Chengyu knew she was trying to sort out her thoughts. He slowly got up and returned to where he had been, saying, "Second Senior Brother won't force you. However, to ensure you can get on the carriage smoothly, I've given you some medicine to help you fall asleep. Don't breastfeed for the next few days. Don't worry about the baby going hungry; I've made preparations. You should rest well. There are some snacks in the carriage; eat if you're hungry. The journey is a bit bumpy, so please bear with it. When we reach the inn in town later, we'll make sure you have a good meal and a good night's sleep. I'll answer any questions you

may have afterward, okay?" Shui Qing pondered for a moment and nodded. Although she was awake, she still felt somewhat weak. Since her Second Senior Brother was here, she didn't need to worry about her safety. Since he had said he would answer everything, she didn't need to rush. She could ask him questions after everything was settled.

☆、135. Upon arriving at

the inn, Shui Qing sat in the carriage, her eyes fixed on the two sleeping children. Her mind drifted back to the first day she arrived at the inn, when Mo Chengyu, true to his promise, had told her everything. That night, she couldn't sleep. The next morning, she boarded the carriage again, continuing to have Mo Chengyu take her to her desired destination.

For the next few days, they saw no shops along the way. Fortunately, they passed through several small villages, replenishing their supplies where they were short of provisions. Although they weren't always successful, it was enough to keep them from becoming too destitute during their journey. They wanted to stay overnight in the villages, but these small villages were sparsely populated, and the houses were used to their fullest potential, leaving no room for anyone else. Shui Qing and her companions had to make do in the carriage.

After several days, they finally found a place to stay before nightfall. Shui Qing, having traveled for so long, felt as if she had been reborn as soon as she stepped off the carriage, taking several deep breaths.

The journey had been long and dusty. Although the carriage was comfortable, there wasn't much room to move around. Once they felt a little better, their eyes fell on the building before them. They couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise.

After a while, they turned to look at Mo Chengyu, who remained unmoved and looked refreshed, and asked, "Is this the place?" The building wasn't constructed with the finest wood, but its square shape showed it was a well-made, unpretentious house. However, the mottled marks on the wood, the peeling paint, the door that seemed about to collapse in the wind, and the dim, yellowish light inside made it look like a house that hadn't been lived in for a long time. Was this really an inn?

Mo Chengyu nodded, seeing Shui Qing's puzzled look, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Their group was traveling in a direction that almost entirely avoided the main roads and towns of the South China Sea Kingdom, so the area they were currently in was practically deserted, with no shops or villages in sight. If this road hadn't connected to remote areas, they probably wouldn't have even found a place to rest. This inn, providing shelter from the wind and rain, was already the best place they had. If she disliked it, she could only return to the carriage and continue to be confined to that small space.

"No," Shui Qing shook her head. Considering their current situation, it seemed far from leisurely travel; after days of bumpy travel, having a place to rest was already a blessing. But what was with this inn that looked like a haunted house? Did people in ancient times also have this perverse hobby of living in haunted houses?

"Don't be fooled by the inn's exterior; the inside is quite unexpected." Mo Chengyu certainly didn't miss her surprised expression. Years ago, he had come here, and his first impression and reaction were the same. However, once he actually stayed inside, he realized that sometimes, judging by appearances alone can lead to misjudgments.

Mo Chengyu took the lead, followed by Shui Qing and two maids carrying a child. The group of five entered the inn and found that although the exterior was dilapidated, the tables, chairs, and environment inside were quite neat and clean. Since it wasn't yet dusk, only a few dim lights were lit in the shadowy areas, making it feel less eerie than it had appeared from the outside.

"Hello! Are you looking for lodging, sir?" A man in his thirties saw five people enter and quickly went to greet them. When he saw Mo Chengyu's face, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said happily, "Hello, Dr. Mo! Hello! What a distinguished guest!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Xie to remember me." Mo Chengyu smiled back at Mr. Xie.

"Dr. Mo, you're too kind! If it weren't for your superb medical skills, my wife might be a dead man now." Boss Xie recalled how his wife had only coughed a few times, had a headache, a stuffy nose, and a slight fever. He initially thought it was just a minor cold and ignored it. However, the cough worsened, and several doses of medicine were ineffective. The situation became increasingly serious, and he could hear his wife coughing almost all day long, eventually coughing up blood.

If Mo Chengyu hadn't stayed at the inn and happened to find his wife coughing so hard she was breathless and had fainted, he would have kindly helped her. He then realized that his wife had initially only had symptoms of autumn dryness, but neglecting it had allowed the pathogen to invade and worsen her condition. The prescriptions given by ordinary doctors were no longer sufficient to cure her, which delayed treatment and worsened her condition. Fortunately, thanks to Mo Chengyu's skillful treatment, his wife's health gradually improved; otherwise, he would be separated from her by death now.

"It's nothing, not worth mentioning," Mo Chengyu replied modestly. Seeing that Boss Xie seemed to want to continue the pleasantries, he quickly changed the subject, saying, "I wonder if Boss Xie has three rooms available?"

"This..." Boss Xie looked somewhat troubled when he heard that Mo Chengyu wanted three rooms. "Doctor Mo knows that in a small place like ours, there aren't many guests. Our inn originally only had four rooms available, but for some reason, there have been more travelers these past few days, and today we only have two rooms left. I wonder if Doctor Mo could share a room with your wife?"

Boss Xie saw a woman beside Mo Chengyu, and behind her were two maids carrying two children. He instinctively assumed they were a couple. Although he didn't quite understand why they needed three rooms, he didn't want to pry. His inn wasn't a big business, and he could only ask for their understanding in this special situation.

"We..." Shui Qing was about to explain when Mo Chengyu abruptly interrupted her, saying, "Mr. Xie, you flatter me. I'll share a room with my wife, and the other room will be for them and the children. Also, please arrange dinner as you see fit, and prepare some hot water to be delivered to the room."

"Yes, then please come with me to your room." Seeing that Mo Chengyu showed no sign of difficulty, Mr. Xie happily led them to the guest room.

Mr. Xie first helped them settle the children and two maids, then led Mo Chengyu and Shui Qing to another room. After confirming their satisfaction, he left to prepare what they needed.

After Mr. Xie left and the door closed, Shui Qing's smile vanished instantly, and she looked at Mo Chengyu seriously, saying, "Why are you talking nonsense?"

"When am I talking nonsense?" Mo Chengyu replied innocently.

"We're not husband and wife at all, why are you stopping me from explaining?" Shui Qing said displeased.

☆, 136. Feigned Action

"What do you think?" Mo Chengyu asked instead of answering.

"Don't answer me with questions!" Shui Qing glared at him angrily. Although she could understand what these men had done to her, she couldn't assume that they would just blindly obey. She was a person too, with her own thoughts and opinions, and she wasn't someone they could easily manipulate.

Mo Chengyu merely glanced at her, then slowly walked to the table, pulled up a chair, sat down, picked up a water glass, poured two glasses, placed one in front of himself and the other opposite him, and said, "Sit down first."

Shui Qing gave Mo Chengyu an annoyed look, reluctantly sat down opposite him, picked up the glass, drank the tea in one gulp, slammed the glass down, and continued to glare at him with her beautiful, bright eyes.

Mo Chengyu was almost burned by her angry gaze, so he could only smile wryly and say, "Alright! Stop glaring. Didn't Boss Xie just say that very few people pass through this road? It's only once every few days that one or two groups of customers come here. Especially since there are no big towns or famous scenic spots within a hundred miles of this place. The increase in tourists only happened a few days before we arrived. Don't you find that strange?"

Shui Qing, after being pointed out by him, also noticed something amiss. After thinking for a while, she said, "Are they looking for us?"

"This... I don't know." Mo Chengyu spread his hands, saying irresponsibly.

"You!" Shui Qing was speechless at his flippant tone.

"Don't be angry. Anyway, since we're here, let's make the best of it. Worrying too much will only make things worse. After tomorrow, we still have a long way to go. What you should do now is take a bath, eat your fill, and then go to bed and rest." Mo Chengyu smiled, seemingly in control of the current situation and not worried about any unexpected problems.

His calm and composed demeanor made Shui Qing sigh. This man truly lacked any sense of crisis, or perhaps everything was under his control. Regardless, she knew Mo Chengyu would never allow her and her two children to be in danger.

The night was deep and quiet, though all was still, the occasional chirping of unknown insects and the whistling of the wind could still be heard.

Shui Qing was fast asleep in bed when suddenly, a corner of the thin blanket was lifted, and a not-so-light weight pressed down on her. His hot breath sprayed onto her face, jolting her awake. Just as she was about to scream, a hand covered her mouth. With no light or moonlight, she could only stare wide-eyed in terror at the dark figure above her.

"Don't shout, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Shui Qing finally calmed down and reached out to slap away the large hand covering her mouth, but Mo Chengyu gently stopped her. "Shh! There are people outside, don't make any noise, understand?"

Shui Qing nodded. Seeing this, Mo Chengyu released his hand, and the two listened intently to the slight movements outside the door. Suddenly, the door seemed to open a crack. Mo Chengyu, without making a sound, pulled the quilt over their bodies, leaving only their heads outside. He then lowered his head, cupped Shui Qing's head in his large hand, and made suggestive movements.

Mo Chengyu's movements were slow, and in the dim light of the room, it seemed like a young couple making love. The person outside peeked for a while, then the door slowly closed again. A rustling sound came from outside, as if someone was talking in hushed tones, but it quickly returned to silence.

Once everything outside returned to normal, Shui Qing forcefully pushed the man off her and said, "There's no one outside, no need to pretend anymore."

"Mm." Mo Chengyu sat up on the edge of the bed, wiped his face, and responded softly in a voice lower than usual.

Shui Qing knew very well what Mo Chengyu's tone implied. After all, she knew perfectly well what had happened to his body when he was on top of her, which was why she had hurriedly pushed him away after the people outside left.

The two remained silent, the air heavy yet tinged with an unspoken ambiguity. After a long while, Shui Qing finally broke the silence, asking, "Do you know what those people outside want to do?"

"I don't know," Mo Chengyu replied curtly, rising to light a candle before turning to Shui Qing. She looked at him with a "you're lying" expression. He sighed softly and said, "You don't need to look at me like that. I really don't know. I was just awakened by the commotion outside. I didn't even see their faces. I really don't know who they are or what they want."

Shui Qing still didn't believe Mo Chengyu. Seeing her like this, he felt a strange sense of helplessness and sadness. But no matter what he said now, it would only sound like an excuse. "Whether you believe me or not doesn't matter. It's late, get some rest. We still need to get up early tomorrow. I won't blow out the candle." With that, he returned to the spot where he had been resting, silently lay down, and turned his back to Shui Qing.

Shui Qing's apology, which was on the tip of her tongue, wouldn't come out when she saw Mo Chengyu's retreating figure. She knew her words had been hurtful, but she had been completely deceived by these men. Almost every action they took was purposeful, and the fact that Mo Chengyu had shown desire for her was even more terrifying. After being treated like a fool so many times, it was no wonder she was now so wary.

Shui Qing silently lay back on the bed, looking at the man's back as he slept on the floor. Thinking of his meticulous care throughout the journey, and comparing it to her own attitude towards him, it seemed too cold and heartless given their relationship. Yet, she couldn't control the resentment she felt towards their kindness. She hadn't expected to hurt him, and herself as well.

Lying on the ground, Mo Chengyu was wide awake, fully aware of Shui Qing's every move. He had intended to create a facade, letting outsiders know that the people living in this room were an ordinary yet sweet young couple. After all, they had two children with them, and this disguised identity was the least likely to arouse suspicion. He also needed to make some moves to gain their trust.

However, as he moved, he didn't understand why he felt lustful towards Shui Qing. He had only ever seen her as a younger sister, so why, after smelling her fragrance, touching her delicate skin, and feeling her sweet breath, had he been unable to stop the heat from flowing between his legs?

☆, 137. Understanding His Feelings

Mo Chengyu didn't consider himself an impulsive person. He had always been a quiet child. While other children enjoyed playing together, he spent his time with his master, learning medicine. His main activity was searching for medicinal herbs in the fields and mountains, showing little interest in the things other children enjoyed.

His personality was nothing to his master, because he himself was also someone who didn't conform to worldly norms. His eldest brother was a man of few words and wouldn't say much about his behavior, so life in the manor was like paradise, allowing him to focus on what he loved.

Of course, there are always exceptions. This exception began after his third brother and youngest sister joined the sect. Their personalities had never changed from childhood to adulthood. To put it nicely, they were still childlike; to put it bluntly, they were two people who never grew up. According to their so-called good intentions, they wanted to amplify his moods, so they often tried to scare, trick, annoy, and tease him.

Unexpectedly, instead of provoking him, they ended up getting thoroughly tormented. They didn't realize that he possessed poisons that, while not fatal, could cause excruciating suffering, easily hidden in commonplace and unnoticed places like doorknobs, teacups, candles, food, or clothing—completely impossible to guard against. These two little devils would have to consider their fate if they tried to fight him.

The older they got, the more lessons they learned, and the less they bothered him. Of course, this was just a facade, because they switched from overt to covert tactics; when they couldn't outright harm him, they resorted to insidious tricks. After a few more years of eating, he was still more cunning than the two little devils, always leaving them disappointed.

Only once, when all three of them fell for their junior sister's scheme, did he, a man usually ascetic and detached from worldly desires, experience a different kind of pleasure. He forgot all about the herbs and poisons that usually piqued his interest. This moment of indulgence

stirred a sliver of desire within his tranquil heart. The next day, he thought the past would be over, and he would return to his former self. But with Shui Qing's arrival, her disappointment, her amnesia, her departure, and her return, she gradually changed him, slowly eroding him. Watching her radiant smile, watching her recklessly pursue him, watching her sacrifice herself for love, how he wished he were that man.

Upon hearing the news of her fall off the cliff, the world before him seemed to turn gray; a once bright road was now shrouded in thick fog, obscuring the path ahead. Two years later, he learned from his master that Shui Qing hadn't died, but had changed her name and was living happily ever after with his eldest brother in a small village. If it weren't for their immense contributions to the village and their accidental return to the palace, he might never have known her whereabouts.

A few days ago, he was about to leave after a follow-up examination of his master when he heard his master say calmly that Shui Qing had returned, but was also going far away, and asked if he would be willing to act as her protector and escort her to safety. Without a moment's hesitation, he immediately agreed. Back in his quarters, he calmed himself and looked at his alchemy room, realizing he was actually quite busy. He couldn't understand why he had blurted out the escort duty.

To ensure Shui Qing wouldn't struggle to leave, his master asked him for some sleeping potion, then instructed him to board a carriage at a predetermined time and place, and they headed towards their destination. During the time Shui Qing was unconscious, he unconsciously stayed by her side, gazing at her sleeping face. A corner of his heart seemed to be changing. As he gazed at her intently, a thought flashed through his mind, a thought that startled him so much that he took several steps back from Shui Qing, his eyes wide with disbelief. He recalled everything that had happened before, and only after peeling back the layers did he truly understand his own heart.

It turned out that he had already placed her in his heart, and not the junior sister from before, but the Shui Qing who had come later—that resolute woman who never bowed her head in adversity and hardship. Although her body and mind may have been scarred, she rose again and again, finding her place and direction anew, constantly rising from setbacks. It was this indomitable spirit and courage that, like a frog slowly being boiled in warm water, slowly but deeply imprinted itself on his heart.

After the events just now, his body was the first to reflect his true feelings. In a secluded space, a man, both physically and mentally sound, could be moved by a woman, unable to control himself, though this could be attributed to male nature. However, he knew he wasn't that kind of person; his body wouldn't react this way unless his heart had been moved.

At this moment, he clearly knew he had fallen. This time, without any obstacles, she had come to his side; it was as if God had given him a chance to possess her, to have her, and to become the most important person in her heart.

Hot…so hot…it's almost autumn…why is the night so hot…

Shui Qing tossed and turned restlessly, her small hands unconsciously tugging at her clothes. What should have been a cool night, a perfect time to sleep, now felt strangely hot, the room temperature rising steadily. Stuffy heat was her most immediate feeling.

"Shuiqing! Wake up!"

A voice called out, sometimes near, sometimes far, but she couldn't open her eyes to see who it was. The only thing that made her feel comfortable was a cool object gently touching her flushed face. The cool sensation made her murmur softly. Just then, the cool object seemed to realize something was wrong and tried to pull away. Shuiqing quickly grabbed the retreating coolness and tried to move it over the hot parts of her body to alleviate the heat.

"Shuiqing... let go... or you'll..." A hoarse, low voice, like the sound of a low drum, reached her ears.

"Mmm... so comfortable..." Although Shuiqing was in a daze, she could hear the suppressed tone of the voice, but the tone was unclear and she couldn't understand it. Instead, her increasingly hot body didn't want to let go of the cool object she was holding. She pulled open her clothes and placed the cool object against her chest.

Calming her restlessness, she seemed to hear a rapid, heavy breathing sound. The next instant, all her clothes were undressed, and that icy coolness, as if possessing a will, roamed over her body. Although it initially cooled the heat, the areas that had been cooled became even hotter.

☆, 138. The men,

having found a comfortable temperature, wanted to leave. How could they abandon her now? Her small hands flailed wildly, trying to grab more, and she cried out in a soft, delicate voice, "So hot… Ah… Don't go… Mmm… I want more… Ah… Mmm…"

Whether her prayers were heard or not, the coolness returned to her body. However, due to the heat, Shui Qing removed most of her clothes, revealing her snow-white body in a bold display. Her skin was flushed, turning a pale white into a red, and covered with tiny water droplets, glistening like a beautiful piece of glass.

Shui Qing's vision was blurry, and she only saw fleeting shadows. She wanted to say something, but the words that came out were seductive moans. She didn't know what had happened to her. Her vague memory was that after leaving the haunted inn, she got into a carriage, and the group boarded the carriage again, heading towards their destination. At that time, she heard her sons crying and rushed over to check on them. After that, she had no memory at all.

Thinking of her two sons, Shuiqing suddenly felt much clearer-headed. Ignoring the oppressive heat in her body, she tried to prop herself up, but found she had no strength at all. She could only helplessly call out, "My sons..."

"Don't worry, they're sleeping soundly." A deep, familiar voice sounded in Shuiqing's ear. Hearing that her sons were safe, she felt much relieved, and the suppressed heat slowly rekindled.

Just as Shuiqing relaxed, she felt herself being lifted up. Behind her was a warm cushion that automatically adjusted to allow her to lean comfortably, letting out a soft, contented murmur.

Just as Shuiqing was about to drift off to sleep, suddenly her full breasts were pinched and kneaded, the nipples being squeezed hard. She tried to push them away in pain, but her hands were grabbed and placed at her sides.

The restraints startled Shui Qing. Her hazy consciousness began to clear slightly, and she twisted her body, which was regaining some strength, shouting, "Let me go... ah... who is it... um... no... ahh... not there... ah um..." Forgetting about asking them to release her, she now felt a sense of crisis. More and more hands were roaming over her body. Her breasts were being kneaded into various shapes, her pink buttocks were being gently treated, her slender legs were being softly teased, and her labia were being played with by fingers. Soon, she was drenched in sweat, and nectar seeped from between her legs, the scent of her own body filling her nostrils.

Shui Qing squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again. Her vision was clearer than before, but still blurry. However, she was certain that a group of people were surrounding her, groping her body without restraint. Although this feeling would be disgusting to most people, she felt no aversion, only a tender and loving sensation from those hands.

Her actions, her scent, her moans drove the men around her wild, making them even more aggressive, using their mouths to leave marks and wetness on her delicate skin, soon covering her snow-white and pink flesh with evidence of debauchery.

The more she cried out, the more alluring her voice became, her body writhing wantonly. The ever-increasing lust within her had burned away all reason. In the most seductive posture, she let out soft moans and gasps, "Ah...no...uh...my pussy is so itchy...ah...I want a big cock...oh...uh...give it to me...uh..."

Her moans made those around her gasp. Then, her body was slightly lifted into the air as something thick, hot, and hard was inserted into her pussy. The throbbing pleasure made her cry out softly. Next, something hard was forced into her anus. Although she felt pain, the irresistible pleasure was that both her pussy was being continuously penetrated by the hard object. The life-giving hard rod rubbed against the tender flesh walls, secreting a lot of fluid. The squelching sounds of flesh hitting flesh and the different sensations brought to her by the penetration made her cry out in pleasure and ecstasy.

"Ah...good brother...mmm...it feels so good...mmm...harder...ah...thrust harder...ah...break me...ah...ah..." Shui Qing cried out louder as the hard rod thrust into her vagina more violently. Each time, she felt she had reached the deepest point, but with each thrust, the hard rod gave her a different sensation. The man's hardness was gradually destroying her last defenses, yet she didn't want to resist. Instead, she spread her legs wide, opened her honey pot, and twisted her body, welcoming the man's thrusts, seeking even more ecstatic, more deadly pleasure.

Shui Qing was immersed in the pleasure of sex. The faster the hard rod thrust in and out, the more strongly her vaginal canal and intestinal walls contracted. The more it contracted, the more she could feel the heat, hardness, and pulsation of the hard rod. Wave after wave of stimulation sent her soaring higher and higher. This endless pleasure made her twist her body passionately, but in the end, she couldn't resist. She arched her body, trembling violently, and reached orgasm.

Her climax was not the man's limit; her vagina gushed forth copious amounts of vaginal fluid, allowing the two hard penises to thrust in and out without resistance. If it weren't for the large hands supporting her body, she would have long since collapsed into a pool of limp water. Her unfocused eyes were filled with moisture, her alluring body convulsed incessantly, and a silver thread of fluid trickled from the corner of her mouth as she cried out. Her exhausted appearance did not evoke any pity from the man; instead, it only fueled his excitement as he continued his actions on her.

In the relentless thrusting, Shui Qing lost count of how many times she climaxed. Finally, with a powerful thrust, when the hard objects in her two vaginas were at their last gasp, hot white fluid spurted from the tips, pushing her once again to the peak of ecstasy.

Shui Qing was limp and powerless. The intense lovemaking had already exhausted her, leaving her with only the strength to pant. Her long, slender, snow-white legs were unable to close, revealing her plump, pink labia and swollen anus, displayed without any concealment to the men. The prolonged thrusting had made it impossible for her two orifices to close, and in addition to the clear fluid, there was also a mixture of the men's semen, which was slowly flowing out as the openings of her orifices opened and closed.

☆, 139. The night is long, take it slow.

Still not catching her breath, Shui Qing looked at the male organ in front of her mouth. The thick shaft was covered with ferocious blue veins, and the rounded tip was slightly oozing a clear liquid, emitting a unique musky scent. Its powerful state made her mouth dry, and she involuntarily stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. Unexpectedly, the tip of her tongue accidentally touched the rounded tip, and the next moment, the rounded tip was inserted into her mouth, slowly moving in and out.

"Mmm... Huff... Hah..." The sudden foreign object almost suffocated Shui Qing. She pushed hard with her small hands and pushed with her little tongue. Only then did the man realize that he had been too rough. He withdrew his hard object from that enchanting little mouth, and gently stroked her flushed pink cheeks with a large hand, lovingly wiping away the moisture from her lips.

"Good girl... Open your little mouth first, help your brother suck it out, and when you suck it out, something delicious will shoot into your thirsty little mouth..." The passion from just now still filled Shui Qing's body with desire. The man's deep voice was full of magic, like a soft feather, stirring her heart. She obediently opened her little mouth and took in the hard object that had almost made her choke.

"Oh...good girl...suck harder...yes, just like that...your little mouth is so good..." The man held her small chin, making it easy for her to suck. Her little mouth seemed to have endless suction, and the man let out a soft, pleasurable growl as he licked her. His strong waist and hips swayed slowly back and forth as he watched her rosy little mouth swallow and spit out his huge member. The saliva from her little mouth covered the entire shaft, and the sucking sounds could be heard as she swallowed and spit, like a child eating sweet honey.

"There's more here..."

"Hold it with your hands..."

Two large hands grabbed Shui Qing's hands, each holding a thick, hot penis. The large hands held her small hands, and her small hands circled the thick penis, gently stroking it with the rhythm of the large hands.

Just as she was enjoying herself immensely, she suddenly felt her body suspended in mid-air. Two huge, hard penises were thrust into the two small holes between her legs, which hadn't fully healed yet. They swayed with the movements of her mouth and hands.

"This little slut's wanton cunt is so wet, how could she possibly not be able to take it..."

"Oh... her little hole in the back is something else, it feels so good..."

"Mmm... you guys should really try her little mouth on top, sucking and licking, I guarantee she'll serve you until you're completely submissive..."

"Those delicate little hands are something else too..."

"Yeah... what's so magical about this hand? It's just a circle, how come it feels like it's pulling... Oh... so comfortable, so good..."

The man's lewd words and violent stimulation made Shui Qing try to protest by pushing out the hard object with her little tongue. The man, noticing Shui Qing's movements, knew he couldn't be too reckless. He withdrew from her mouth as she moved, spitting out the object that made her unable to speak. She gasped and cried out, "Mmm... you guys are so mean... ah... brother, be gentle... mmm... too heavy... ahh... so deep... ah mmm... so comfortable... ahh... so good... mmm... ah... ahh..." She stuck out her pink little tongue to lick the man's object that was so close to her, while her hands continued to stroke up and down. Her body moved with the men's thrusts. Fortunately, the men gently held her body, preventing her from shaking so much that she almost fell onto the bed.

Shui Qing's alluring posture and wanton moans, her small mouth hungrily licking the head of the man's penis, her hands working tirelessly, her two little holes unsatisfiedly taking in the hard rod, her whole body covered in sweat, semen, and bodily fluids from both men and women. In this space, only the strong smell of lust, only the heavy panting and moans of men and women rising and falling, only the sight of bodies finding maximum satisfaction in each other.

"Mmm...no...ahh...I can't take it...mmm...too much...mmm...I'm going to die...ahh...have mercy on me...ahhh...no..." Although Shui Qing's mouth was begging for mercy, when she heard the men's pleasurable moans, her body did not move in the same way. Her little holes gripped even tighter, her small mouth swallowed and released even more forcefully, and her small hands used a little strength to grasp the increasingly thick penis, making the men even more aroused, tormenting her to the point of death.

The more Shui Qing begged for mercy, the more the men around her ravaged her body. Whether it was her little mouth that could utter lewd moans, her pink and erect nipples, her round and full breasts, her slender waist that could not be grasped, her pert pink buttocks, or the two most alluring little holes between her legs, they were all licked, touched, pinched, and rubbed without leaving an inch exposed. Every method they could think of was used on her body.

"Ah... Brother, squeeze my breasts hard... Hmm... Squeeze my nipples too... Ahh... Your penis tastes so good... Ah... My pussy is so swollen... Hmm... So thick... Oh... So big... Hah... How can it feel so good... Ahh... So amazing... Hmm... Ah... Ahh..." The men used varying degrees of force, some gentle, some violent, some polite first and then forceful, some simply there to vent. Regardless of the method, Shui Qing felt both excited and weak. Her pussy was swollen from the prolonged penetration of the male penis, and the lustful fluids left inside her body had soaked the area within a foot of her, turning it into a wet swamp. The irresistible pleasure made her cry out with moving and charming moans.

She didn't know how long the men had been arousing her, but finally, at the last moment, they all reached their utmost satisfaction on her body, ejaculating thick, copious amounts of white semen, spraying it onto her small mouth, her breasts, and her two vaginas. Her snow-white and pinkish body was covered with specks of white semen, especially the semen, which had a strong fishy smell, mixing with her bodily fluids to create another indescribable erotic aroma.

Shui Qing's mouth was dry from screaming, and she unconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick her lips. Inadvertently, she licked a little semen from the corner of her mouth and tasted the men's taste in a hazy and seductive way. Her lewd appearance made the men, who had just been disarmed, get their guns up again. This time, they changed their tactics, each looking for parts they hadn't yet experienced, continuing to reach another climax in her sensitive body.

The night was long, enough for Shui Qing and the men to experience all kinds of ecstasy in different places and in different positions.

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