Li Shishi, a series of beauties from Chinese dynasties

Li Shishi was a native of Bianliang (Kaifeng) during the reign of Emperor Huizong of Song. She lived in Yongqingfang, and her father was named Wang Yin. Wang Yin's wife died in childbirth, leaving him to raise Shishi on her own, feeding her soy milk. Fortunately, Shishi never cried as
an infant, sparing Wang Yin much trouble. In Bianliang, it was customary for parents to take their newborn to a Buddhist temple to pray for blessings. Wang Yin felt great pity for the child and took her to Baoguang Temple.
Upon arriving at Baoguang Temple, an old monk saw Shishi and, seeing that she was destined for a life of prostitution, scolded her, saying, "What kind of place is this? How dare you come here!" Shishi, who had never cried since birth, burst into tears upon hearing the old monk's words. Seeing her crying so fiercely, the old monk patted her head, and she stopped crying.
Wang Yin was delighted upon seeing this, thinking, "This child is truly destined for Buddhism." At that time, all Buddhist disciples were addressed as "Shi," so Wang Yin called her Shishi.
When Shishi was four years old, her father was falsely accused by the government and sentenced to death. Homeless, Shishi was taken in by a brothel madam named Granny Li. Granny Li carefully nurtured Shishi, and indeed, she grew up to be exceptionally beautiful and talented, especially in poetry and prose, which were highly praised. Many renowned scholars and literati specifically requested to compose poems and essays with her. In Bianliang, everyone knew that the top courtesan in Jinqian Lane was Li Shishi.
When Shishi was sixteen, Granny Li "sold" her virginity for three thousand taels of silver to the young master of a local grain store.
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That day, the brothels in Jinqian Lane were adorned with red gauze lanterns and pink lanterns, and the melodious strains of green bamboo flutes filled the air. In the front hall, a hundred tables were set up, laden with delicacies, fine wines, and all manner of delicacies. Inside the main room, Shishi, dressed in a phoenix coronet and wedding gown, looked like a young lady leaving her home
. After the banquet, the music ended and the guests dispersed. Young Master Qian, slightly tipsy, stumbled into Shishi's main room. "Creak!" Young Master Qian pushed open the carved door and saw Shishi sitting on the edge of the bed with her head bowed. The candlelight on the table illuminated her delicate and beautiful face: almond-shaped eyebrows, a straight and slender nose, and a touch of red on her lips. Her exquisite and shapely figure stirred Young Master Qian's heart, and he exclaimed in his heart: "...Three thousand taels of silver...worth it! Worth it!"
Shishi, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but shed tears. Although Shishi had been in the brothel since childhood, and had seen and known all sorts of people there, she knew that her fate was sealed and she had already made up her mind. Moreover, she had agreed with Granny Li beforehand that whether it was offering her virginity on her first night or serving her overnight, she had to be satisfied with it before she would agree, otherwise no amount of money would be enough. But when the time came, Shishi couldn't help but feel fear and resentment.
Among the many passersby, Young Master Qian was considered relatively upright. He was always polite and courteous, without any of the arrogance typical of wealthy young men. He was also gentle and considerate towards the girls in the courtyard, never displaying any arrogant or domineering behavior. He could be said to possess the "Five-Character Mantra for Picking Up Girls": Pan An's handsomeness – at least he had to wear high-end designer clothes; 2. Donkey's size – or at least he had to be skilled in bed; 3. Deng Tong's wealth – even if he didn't have money, he had to pretend to be rich and spend lavishly; 4. He could coax and deceive with gentle words; 5. He had the leisure to relentlessly pursue her. This made him very popular with the girls in the courtyard, which was the main reason why Shishi gave his approval.
Young Master Qian came to Shishi and gently lifted her face. When he saw that Shishi's eyes were filled with tears, he was taken aback and asked softly, "Miss Shishi, are you unwilling?... Are you forced?... Or is there another reason?" Young Master Qian asked several questions, but Shishi remained silent, only shaking her head.
Young Master Qian continued, "Miss Shishi, if you're unwilling, that's alright. I won't force you. Consider that money (three thousand taels of silver) as a small donation for your cosmetics." With that, he turned and walked away.
Shishi then spoke, softly, "Young Master Qian, please wait!... I'm so sorry, I... I was just lamenting my ill fate, I didn't mean to spoil your mood..."
Young Master Qian returned to Shishi and saw her looking up at him pitifully. He couldn't help but lower his head and lick away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Shishi had seen many intimate or even more passionate encounters, but as a "pure courtesan," this was the first time she had been kissed like this. Therefore, Young Master Qian's gentle actions surprised, delighted, and embarrassed Shishi, and her body trembled involuntarily.
Shishi thought to herself, "...This kind of thing is bound to happen sooner or later. Complaining won't help; it'll only cut off my own escape route. I might as well accept fate's arrangement..." Shishi slowly came to her senses, then reached out and hugged Young Master Qian, pulling him close to her. She then lay back on the bed, and Young Master Qian naturally followed suit, pressing himself against her.
Young Master Qian felt the beauty beneath him was incredibly soft and boneless. Even through her clothes, he could feel the tenderness and warmth of her skin, especially the two full mounds pressed against her chest, which seemed to possess infinite elasticity. Young Master Qian began his assault, first using his tongue to pry open Shishi's teeth, then inserting his tongue into her mouth and swirling it around, swallowing each other's saliva and making "tsk! slurp! tsk! slurp!" sounds, as if savoring a delicious treat.
The passionate kiss left Shishi somewhat dazed and intoxicated. In her hazy state, she felt a hard object pressing against her vulva. Although it was through her clothes, the object seemed to know its way around, rubbing against the opening and clitoris. Shishi realized what it was and felt a wave of shyness. A warm sensation arose in her vagina, slowly flowing from her uterus, warming the vaginal walls—it felt wonderful.
Young Master Qian's lips left Shishi's cherry lips, but instead roamed over her cheeks, ears, and neck. His hands gently untied the knot on Shishi's belt, then parted her clothes to reveal her fair breasts. Her two full breasts bounced high, their pink nipples hard and erect. Young Master Qian gently traced the base of her breasts with his fingernails, slowly rotating them to their peaks.
Young Master Qian's movements as he undressed were so gentle that Shishi, lost in the kiss, was completely unaware. It wasn't until she felt fingers tickling her chest that she suddenly realized she was naked from the waist up, letting out a soft, shy moan. She also felt an unprecedented desire slowly rising within her. When Shishi felt her nipples being pinched, she shivered as if a cool breeze had swept over her, and felt her wetness already staining her buttocks and back. Young Master
Qian looked at Shishi's closed eyes, the blush on her face and neck lingering, and her lips, much redder than usual. The passionate kiss from before replayed in his mind. Finally, Young Master Qian couldn't resist and lowered his head to take her rosebud-like nipple into his mouth. Shishi let out
another soft moan, covering her face with her hands, but thrusting her chest forward, letting Young Master Qian's lips and tongue numb her entire body like an electric shock. The dizziness in her head and the trembling of her skin revealed Shishi's psychological and physiological needs, as well as her extreme pleasure. Shishi began to make "uh...uh..." sounds in her throat, her body struggling, turning, and twisting, her hands occasionally tugging at Young Master Qian's clothes.
Young Master Qian almost roughly pulled at the lower half of Shishi's clothes, and Shishi naturally reacted by clamping her legs together, then slowly loosening them, slightly raising her body, allowing Young Master Qian to easily remove her dress. Young Master Qian's lips immediately landed on Shishi's bare, smooth abdomen, gently exhaling warm breath while rubbing his cheeks and full lips; his palms also occupied the jungle fortress, his long hands flat against the dew-covered downy hair, gently pressing and kneading.
Shishi trembled and gasped, "Ah...ah..." feeling as if she were in a raging furnace, the heat almost melting her entire body; yet also as if she were in an icy wasteland, shivering. Shishi felt this was the most painful yet extremely pleasurable torment in the world, leaving her in a state of dizziness and trance.
Young Master Qian's fingers gently caressed her slightly raised mons pubis, the delicate, curly hair that gleamed faintly, and the hard, protruding clitoris in the moist crevice... Shishi writhed, panting, involuntarily opening her legs and arching her back, pressing her palms even closer to her vulva. Seeing this, Young Master Qian suddenly buried his face in the now faintly visible peach blossom spring, savoring the dew-kissed orchid with his lips and tongue.
Shishi, experiencing extreme pleasure, felt as if her body was swollen with hot blood, about to burst. She moved with the varying pressure and speed of Qian Shao's tongue, involuntarily uttering obscene moans of "Mmm...uh...ah..."
Qian Shao's face remained buried between Shishi's legs, his hands skillfully undressing her, removing all clothing that covered her body, leaving them completely naked before each other. Qian Shao rose and knelt beside Shishi, admiring her incomparably beautiful body before him; he reached out and took her soft wrist, grasping her erect penis.
Shishi flinched slightly, then gently cupped her hard, throbbing member in her warm palm. She gently rubbed it, as if soothing an enraged beast; she tenderly caressed it, as if handling a precious work of art.
This gentle caress felt like a cataclysmic earthquake to Young Master Qian; his cries of "Ah! Hmm!" betrayed his intense trembling. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he knelt between Shishi's legs, slowly pressing himself against her, feeling the subtle softness, smoothness, and elasticity beneath him, letting his hard, throbbing member explore this paradise on its own. Shishi,
seemingly unable to resist this teasing that only knocked on the door without entering, reached out and guided Young Master Qian's penis, slowly leading it in a shallow exploration.
Young Master Qian knew he couldn't rush it; he simply arched his back slightly, allowing his penis, lubricated by the wetness, to slip in halfway up the glans before stopping. Perhaps it was psychological; or perhaps it was real, but when Young Master Qian first entered, his entire body trembled as if electrocuted, feeling as if the narrow opening was resisting his entry; yet within the vagina, an irresistible magnetic force was drawing him in.
"Ah...oh!" Shishi felt waves of stinging pain emanating from her lower body. Tears of emotion welled up in her eyes as she gripped Qian Shao's upper arms tightly, her nails almost digging into his firm skin. Shishi knew she was experiencing one of the most important moments in a woman's life, a major transformation. Her heart was filled with a mix of struggle, confusion, joy, and pleasure... A complex mix of emotions swirled within her.
Shishi also felt that Qian Shao's considerate restraint in not forcing things had lessened the stinging pain considerably. Slowly, her vagina began to feel warm and aroused, with a continuous flow of heat gushing out. The heat seemed to tickle the inner walls of her vagina. Shishi couldn't help but gently sway her hips, trying to rub and soothe the itchy areas with the movement of her body.
Young Master Qian felt his penis slowly being pushed into Shishi's vagina by her body's twisting movements. He could clearly feel the foreskin slowly rolling back; a warm, tight sensation gradually engulfed his penis; the rough folds of the vaginal walls scratched the tip of his glans... Young Master Qian felt all sensation in his body suddenly disappear except for his penis.
When he felt the tip of his penis reach the inner wall, he lifted his hips, pulling his penis back to the entrance. "Whoosh!" A surge of heat immediately rushed out of the opening, the clear, wet fluid mixed with streaks of bright red, staining the snow-white skin and the mattress—a somewhat shocking sight. Young Master Qian entered again, finding the second entry much smoother, and began to thrust rhythmically.
Shishi felt the stinging pain in her lower body disappear completely, replaced by an itchy, tingling sensation in her vagina. The thrusting of Qian Shao's penis was just scratching that itchy spot, and a strange pleasure made her moan involuntarily. Her waist arched and twisted in rhythm with the thrusting of his penis, her long, silky legs tracing the contours of Qian Shao's waist, hips, and thighs.
Suddenly, Shishi bit Qian Shao's shoulder, her nails digging into the flesh of his back. Her body trembled violently, and she let out a plaintive, heart-wrenching cry from her nose and throat, her vagina contracting intensely. Shishi arched her back high, then remained still, as if waiting for something. Then, with a long "Ah..." a surge of heat rushed out without warning, quickly enveloping the penis inside her vagina.
Young Master Qian felt his penis was melting from the heat, rapidly swelling as if about to explode. He cried out urgently, "Miss Shishi! I want... ah... ah..." and thrust violently a few times. The tip of his penis burst open like fire, and he seemed to see colorful sparks scattering in his mind, lingering for a long time...
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On a dark and windy night, a dark figure swiftly darted through the streets and alleys, flashing into Money Lane with the agility of a hawk. The flickering lights in the alley illuminated the dark figure that had slipped in.
It was a lean and capable young man, dressed in a lotus-colored scholar's robe, with a thin face and a pair of clever almond-shaped eyes beneath his raised eyebrows. It was clear that this was not a scholar who scribbled and recited poetry, but a chivalrous knight-errant with extraordinary martial arts skills.
However, unlike typical江湖豪客 (jianghu heroes), he didn't display a rugged and unrefined demeanor; instead, he possessed a rare, refined air befitting someone skilled in martial arts. At this moment, the young man in Confucian robes slipped around the corner of the courtyard wall, concealing himself in the lamplight, remaining motionless.
Not far from the entrance of Jinqian Lane, a series of hurried footsteps approached. The young man in Confucian robes knew that the soldiers had followed them and would soon arrive. His shrewd eyes darted around, and in a flash, he reached the pink wall. After a quick glance around, he bent his knees and, with a "whoosh!" leaped onto the wall, hiding among the poplar branches extending beyond the wall, listening intently to the sounds within the courtyard.
Inside was a small building; the first floor was dimly lit, while the second floor was bathed in soft candlelight. The young man in Confucian robes heard the gentle tapping of clappers and the clear, melodious sound of a pipa; a soft tune, "Magnolia," drifted from the second floor.
A clear, melodious voice, like pearls falling on a jade plate, sang: "...With light makeup and elegant attire, a graceful bearing, naturally different from the common folk. We know each other well, though it's our first meeting, our affection is warm and radiant. The smoke from the incense burner rises faintly from the cloud-like screen, half-awake, the fragrance permeates the jade. Such a rare encounter, if it were to pass in vain, my life would be incomplete..."
Hearing this gentle melody, the young man in Confucian robes, hidden among the willow branches, hesitated. He was about to jump down from the wall to find a quiet courtyard, but hurried footsteps had already entered the alley. In the blink of an eye, several soldiers carrying torches crowded around the courtyard where the young man in Confucian robes was hiding.
The young man in Confucian robes gritted his teeth, leaped into the courtyard, and silently pressed himself against the wall of the building. The door was ajar. The young man in Confucian robes had no intention of going up the stairs. He took a slight breath, tiptoed, and like a swallow, ascended to the second floor, pressed himself against the window sill, and poked his finger into the windowpane, peering into the living room.
"Miss Shishi! It's rare that you still remember the little tune I wrote when we first met." Sitting facing the window was an elderly man with white hair and beard. He appeared to be over sixty, and although well-preserved, his shoulders were still noticeably hunched. However, the scholarly air emanating from his refined face revealed him to be a learned man. At this moment, he slightly narrowed his eyes, hidden beneath his thick eyebrows, which showed no signs of age, and let out a long, satisfied sigh: "A true friend is hard to find in life, who knew such a friend could exist in this mortal world!"
"You flatter me, sir. I am truly unworthy of such praise." Sitting with her back to the window was a long-haired woman. Although her face was not yet visible, the lines outlined by her light, flowing gauze dress suggested she must be a captivating woman. Moreover, her voice was so gentle, like a gentle breeze over a field of blooming flowers and flying phoenixes in late spring, so gentle it was intoxicating.
Hearing the conversation inside, the young man in scholar's robes peering through the window understood that the woman inside, lightly made up, was none other than Li Shishi, famous throughout Tokyo.
"Last night, I was moved again and composed a new poem. Please take a look, Miss Shishi," the white-bearded scholar said, pulling a sheet of plain paper from his sleeve and handing it to Li Shishi.
Li Shishi took it, gracefully walked to the lamp, unfolded the paper, and recited: "Her brows, like spring mountains, vie in beauty, yet sadly, they are always furrowed. Do not let your tears wet the flower branches, lest the flowers, like you, grow thin. The clear, melodious sound of the jade flute has been heard for a long time, but true connoisseurs are rare. If you wish to know the sorrow she feels leaning against the railing every day, just ask the willow before the pavilion." Alas! For some reason, after reading the white-bearded scholar's new poem, Li Shishi sighed softly, "What a fine poem, 'Luoyang Spring,' truly worthy of the title of a master poet."
The alley was bustling with voices, and the flickering torches resembled leaping fireflies. The young man in scholar's robes nimbly climbed the pillars of the corridor, disappearing into the shadows of the eaves.
"Huh! What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?" Li Shishi put down the plain paper and noticed the commotion outside.
"This is a forbidden area in the capital, and it's so close to the imperial city, so it's inevitable that the patrols are strict. Alright, I should go now." The white-bearded old man said he was leaving, but his body lingered, showing his reluctance to part.
"This concubine will see you off, sir!"
After seeing the white-bearded old man off, Shishi said to Granny Li, "Mother! I'm a little tired, so please don't entertain any more guests today."
Li Shishi was a famous courtesan in the capital, and naturally Granny Li's cash cow. Therefore, although Granny Li was unhappy about Li Shishi's request not to entertain any guests tonight, she dared not say it aloud, but only smiled and said, "Since my child is tired, then rest early. I'll have Haitang bring some water for washing up later."
Li Shishi gracefully went upstairs, pushed open the door to the guest room, and saw that there was someone in the guest room. She was stunned at the door.
The young man in Confucian robes clasped his hands and said, "Yan Qing, the rogue of Liangshan, greets Miss Li!"
Li Shishi snapped out of her daze, a smile blooming on her cheeks. She hurried closer to Yan Qing with warm, graceful steps, saying, "Ah! Yan... brave warrior, when did you arrive? You startled me!" She was somewhat surprised by Yan Qing's uninvited arrival, but not at all by his self-introduction, as if she were a frequent acquaintance of the Liangshan heroes.
The commotion that had just subsided returned to the courtyard walls. Looking at the dignified expression on Yan Qing's handsome face, Li Shishi guessed what was going on: "Those people outside are after you, aren't they?" Li Shishi's gentle, delicate demeanor vanished, her pretty face instantly becoming very solemn.
"Miss Li, the soldiers outside are indeed here for me! I entered uninvited, which is very abrupt. I'm truly sorry, Yan Qing will take his leave." Yan Qing, left with no other choice, barged into Jinqian Lane and, by sheer coincidence, entered the brothel of this famous courtesan.
He had originally intended to find a way to evade the pursuers here, but seeing Li Shishi's unexpected kindness and chivalry, he couldn't stay. He couldn't implicate this courtesan; despite her fame, being a plaything of the wealthy and wicked, fame was ultimately a misfortune.
"Farewell!? Where to!? To be sent to the chopping block?" Li Shishi's face turned pale, and her words were no longer as refined as when she spoke to the white-bearded old man. Clearly, her request to stay was sincere.
Yan Qing said gratefully, "Miss Li, I appreciate your kindness, but..." He pondered, 'Where can a grown man hide in this small courtyard and small building?' Although Yan Qing ranked relatively low among the Liangshan heroes, few could match his wrestling, sumo, and quick wit. Upon entering, Yan Qing had already assessed the situation, so he was somewhat hesitant to accept Li Shishi's entreaties. "
Quick! Come into the inner room, let me help you dress up!" Without giving Yan Qing a chance to argue, Li Shishi pulled him towards the inner room.
Yan Qing was a young man in his early twenties. Although he had roamed the martial world for many years and cultivated a strong sense of righteousness, he had never had any physical contact with a young woman. Normally, if Li Shishi were to hold Yan Qing's hand, it would be impossible for him to obediently follow her. But now, the situation was urgent, and both had forgotten the ancient precepts regarding the separation of men and women. After
a while, a voice came from outside the door: "Miss Li, it's time to wash up!" The maid, Haitang, was a petite girl with a round face and long eyes; her childish appearance suggested she was at most fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Coming, coming, I was just talking to my sister!" Li Shishi came out from the inner room, leading a pretty young woman. Needless to say, the young woman Li Shishi was leading was none other than Yan Qing in disguise. Yan Qing was naturally slender and strong, with a clean-shaven, refined face, making him stand out among the Liangshan heroes. His disguise was virtually flawless.
"Haitang, this is my distant cousin from the countryside. The harvest was bad, so she and my uncle sang in the capital. Unfortunately, my uncle fell ill and died, and she cried until her once clear voice was hoarse. Alas! She still made her way here to me in the dark!" As Li Shishi spoke, her eyes reddened, a truly sorrowful expression on her face.
Yan Qing also played along, occasionally raising his long sleeve to wipe his eyes. Fortunately, the lamp was dim, so Haitang probably couldn't tell that there were no tears in his eyes.
"Ah! How pitiful... Sister Shishi, has eldest sister not eaten yet?" Although Haitang was young, her life in a brothel had made her much more mature than girls from ordinary families. The clever Haitang, though she hadn't realized Yan Qing was a man in disguise, noticed the guest hadn't entered through the main gate, which was suspicious. Moreover, Li Shishi was usually very gentle, and the sisters and maids got along very well. Seeing Li Shishi's introduction, Haitang knew the matter was serious and didn't dare to say anything.
"Yes, I've been so busy talking that I haven't even invited sister to eat yet," Li Shishi hurriedly ordered, ordering the food and wine to be brought upstairs.
Before the food and wine were even brought upstairs, Granny Li hurriedly came up the stairs, her bound feet clearly visible. Granny Li was an old woman nearing fifty, thin and short, with no particularly distinctive features. If one had to pinpoint a distinctive feature, it would be her small, round eyes, slightly sunken into their sockets, which, like those of a typical madam, could always flash with a fawning and eager glint.
"Oh! My child, when did your sister arrive?" Before Li Shishi could answer, Granny Li hurriedly began to speak, "There are four wealthy merchants downstairs who insist on seeing my son..."
"Mother! Didn't I tell you? I don't receive guests today. Besides, my distant sister has come from a great distance!" Li Shishi interrupted Granny Li, her face showing displeasure.
Granny Li immediately fell silent, but she showed no intention of going downstairs. Her eyes, however, lingered on Yan Qing, seemingly realizing that Yan Qing was not a woman.
"Since Mother is so eager, I'll see him!" Seeing that Granny Li didn't move and that her unfathomable gaze was sweeping over Yan Qing, Li Shishi, fearing she would be discovered, readily agreed to receive the guest Granny Li brought in.
"My sister is a respectable woman; Mother, please settle her downstairs." Granny Li was overjoyed that Li Shishi agreed to receive the guest, and she didn't have time to find fault with Yan Qing anymore. She called Haitang and happily went downstairs to settle her.
Granny Li had clearly said there were four guests, but Haitang had only brought one upstairs. What was going on? Li Shishi, full of suspicion, scrutinized the guest in the candlelight. The man looked to be in his forties, with a neatly trimmed beard, a broad, round face, and although his clothes and hat weren't particularly colorful, they were clearly made of the finest materials.
This man was elegant yet unpretentious, noble yet not vulgar, and exuding a refined and generous air. Li Shishi, having seen all sorts of people in her years as a courtesan, rarely encountered one with such bearing. Li Shishi's suspicions deepened.
The man casually took a seat, politely exchanged a few pleasantries with Li Shishi, and introduced himself as Zhao Yi. Seeing the shy yet suspicious look in Li Shishi's eyes, Zhao Yi became even more refined. He said he was a businessman, but not busy, and could visit Li Shishi often, asking if she would welcome him.
"Since this is your first visit, sir, let me sing you a song!" Li Shishi's singing and musical skills, if not the best in Jinqian Lane, were comparable even in Tokyo. Listening to Li Shishi's soft and melodious singing and playing, Zhao Yi was captivated, and the two unconsciously clapped their hands together.
After Li Shishi finished singing, Zhao Yi was about to applaud when suddenly a commotion erupted outside the courtyard gate, which was being pounded on. After a series of rumbles, a thunderous crash followed, and the heavy gate collapsed. Amidst the dust and smoke rising from the falling gate, torches flew wildly through the courtyard like locusts.
"Guard the gate! Don't let a single one escape!" shouted a soldier in military uniform, looking like an official, from among the torches.
In an instant, this famous brothel in Tokyo was completely surrounded by soldiers from the Tokyo Imperial Guard. Downstairs, Granny Li and Haitang trembled uncontrollably; upstairs, Li Shishi's heart pounded. Inside the building, only two people remained silent: Zhao Yi and Yan Qing.
Li Shishi wasn't afraid of the soldiers for no reason; she was worried that Yan Qing, disguised as a man, might be imprisoned. She looked up at Zhao Yi, who was engrossed in reading an open scroll of "Spring Flute Breaking Stone."
"What's going on here? Is it always this noisy?" Zhao Yi asked casually when he saw Li Shishi looking at him.
"Anyone can come and go in a brothel," Li Shishi said, concealing her alarmed expression. "But such shouting and yelling is unusual. Please wait a moment, sir, while I go downstairs to check!"
"Mother, what's all this commotion?" Li Shishi had only gone halfway down the stairs when she saw Granny Li trembling as she was about to go back up. She calmly asked, "Is my sister frightened?"
"Oh dear! My child! She must have run into some evil spirit. A whole bunch of soldiers from the General's Mansion are shouting and trying to arrest her!" Granny Li said hurriedly, retreating into the house. "Your sister is so kind; she's sleeping soundly with her head covered!"
Torches crackled in the courtyard, and two men who looked like officials were about to barge into the house. Li Shishi called out as she walked into the courtyard, "Generals Sun and Dou, why are you breaking into my house so late at night?" Li Shishi recognized the two men: Dou Jian, the Imperial Envoy in charge of patrolling the capital city, and Sun Rong, the Left and Right Envoys of Kaifeng Prefecture, both deadly figures.
"Miss Li, we have a wanted criminal in our custody. Someone saw him enter this courtyard, and we need to search him..." Dou Jian said menacingly.
"I have no criminals here, only guests!" Li Shishi retorted defiantly.
"Enough nonsense! Come on! Let's capture this vixen first!" Dou Jian was indeed a menacing figure; his bushy eyebrows furrowed, his square face stretched long, and he roared.
"Dou, this isn't the place for violence!" Seeing his aggressive approach, Li Shishi, fearing she would suffer a loss, decided to confront him directly.
These two men, Sun and Dou, had always coveted Li Shishi's beauty, but every time they visited, Li Shishi had never given them a pleasant look, always leaving them disappointed. Therefore, today, using their personal grudges as an excuse, they appeared particularly vicious.
"Miss Li! We've been too accommodating to your usual pretentiousness, but today, I'm sorry, we have to offend you!" Sun Rong, even more cunning than Dou Jian, stepped forward, bowed with a mocking smile, and sneered.
"Why waste time talking to this bitch? Seize her!" Dou Jian urged
, pressing for the arrest. Just as things were reaching a critical moment, Haitang, accompanied by a gaunt old man dressed in a blue floral robe with a gray sash, a typical merchant's attire, squeezed forward and blocked Li Shishi's path. The old man was thin, but not sickly; he appeared robust and energetic, like a crab with flesh inside its shell. The old man commanded authoritatively, "In the capital, what are you doing breaking into a private residence at night?"
Sun Rong sized up the old man blocking Li Shishi's path, unable to discern what gave this old merchant such a defiant tone. Sun Rong shouted, "Old man, what are you doing? We are here on the orders of Grand Commandant Gao to arrest a wanted criminal. How dare you obstruct us?" Sun Rong's face twisted into a cold smile, revealing a vicious murderous intent.
"Nonsense! What criminal is this? Get out of here at once!" The old man seemed completely unconcerned about the "Grand Commandant Gao" sign, instead angrily shouting.
"A cunning and treacherous fellow has wandered in here, and this bitch is his accomplice! How dare you talk back?! Quick, tie up this old man too!" Dou Jian couldn't hold back any longer, yelling and jumping.
The words "cunning and treacherous" clearly enraged the thin old man dressed as a merchant. He stamped his feet and cursed, "Rebellion! Rebellion! You two audacious lackeys, you're truly courting death!"
Seeing the old man dare to point and gesticulate, he flew into a rage, hurling insults. Sun Rong and Dou Jian were furious, shouting, "Seize him! Seize him!" Seeing their commander's anger, the soldiers rushed forward to bind the man.
"Damn you slaves! His Majesty is resting inside, and you dare to come here and disturb His Majesty's presence! You deserve to die!" A plump, middle-aged man dressed as a merchant ran out of the house. Before he even left the house, his shrill, piercing voice filled the courtyard.
Sun and Dou, hearing the voice, looked around and were terrified. They thought, "Isn't this the favored eunuch, Grand Protector, Junior Protector, Military Governor, and Attendant-in-Ordinary, Tong Guan? Is His Majesty really with Li Shishi? Oh no, this time we're doomed!"
Tong Guan was a powerful figure in Dongjing (Kaifeng). Not only Gao Qiu, the Grand Commandant, but even Cai Jing, the Grand Tutor, feared him greatly! In the blink of an eye, Sun Rong and Dou Jian trembled violently, their bones trembling and muscles numb, and knelt on the ground, pleading for death and kowtowing repeatedly! The soldiers also dropped their weapons and torches, kneeling and filling half the courtyard.
All of this left Li Shishi stunned. She never expected that the Emperor, in his supreme position, would actually come in disguise to this brothel. This truly threw her heart into turmoil! Normally, even high-ranking officials, let alone the Emperor, would be overjoyed to see a woman reduced to a courtesan, fawning over her. Especially since it was indeed true—the Emperor was in the boudoir.
But Li Shishi, though a woman of the pleasure quarters, possessed an independent personality; born into a respectable family, orphaned at birth, and with her father killed by a corrupt and decadent official, she felt no desire to fawn over those powerful and wealthy men! Moreover, she was naturally beautiful, and proficient in poetry, singing, dancing, playing musical instruments, and more; she was also quite arrogant. But now, the amorous emperor had barged in! Was this a curse or a blessing? Li Shishi felt a deep sorrow. She stood blankly in front of the hall, a stiff smile on her face.
"Miss Li, you've been frightened! Please go upstairs first; I'll handle these matters!" Tong Guan glanced contemptuously at the group of servants kneeling in the courtyard; he turned and walked to Li Shishi, bowing respectfully.
Li Shishi could only thank Tong Guan politely, and was accompanied by Haitang back to the inner room. Thinking of Yan Qing, Li Shishi asked Haitang, "Where's my sister? Was she frightened?"
"I just checked; she's sleeping soundly. She must be really tired," Haitang replied casually, giving Li Shishi a knowing smile. That smile, in Li Shishi's eyes, held a profound meaning.
As Li Shishi ascended the stairs, she involuntarily performed a deep bow, saying, "Your Majesty, I, Li Shishi, pay my respects. May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"
"Oh dear! I am not here today as the Emperor. Why are you performing palace rituals? This goes against my wishes. Please rise!" Emperor Huizong, suddenly hearing Li Shishi's voice, averted his gaze from the painting and quickly helped her up. He then glared at Granny Li and Tong Guan, who had followed him.
Granny Li and Tong Guan hastily apologized and discreetly retreated downstairs. Under the lamplight, Emperor Huizong boldly scrutinized Li Shishi; her tall figure did not appear imposing, her watery eyes did not appear seductive, her hair was like mist, her face blushed with shyness—everything about her was perfectly proportioned, neither too much nor too little; she was truly a celestial being.
Instantly, Emperor Huizong felt that "all the beauties of the six palaces are like dirt, and all the concubines of the three palaces are vulgar!" His heart fluttered, and he raised his cup to Li Shishi, urging her to drink: "You truly are the most beautiful woman in the capital. I had only heard of you before, but seeing you in person makes it even more remarkable!" Li Shishi, intimidated by his power, rose from her seat to thank him and drained the cup in front of her.
Emperor Huizong was overjoyed, his face beaming: "You needn't stand on ceremony. Although I am the emperor, I love calligraphy and painting. Your calligraphy and painting are famous in the capital; just consider me a fellow painter!"
Upstairs, Li Shishi was engaging in a polite exchange with Emperor Huizong; downstairs, Sun Rong and Dou Jian were in deep trouble. They knelt in the courtyard with the soldiers, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"You two blind lackeys, listen up!" Finally, they heard Tong Guan's distinctive eunuch voice. "If even a whisper of the Emperor's presence here today leaks out, you'll be in big trouble. Get out of here!" Sun Rong and Bao Jian were overjoyed, kowtowing repeatedly like pounding garlic, and led their soldiers away from the courtyard in a sorry state, returning to the Palace Commander's Mansion to report to Gao Qiu.
At that moment, Li Shishi also came up with a plan to deal with the predicament of the night. "Your Majesty, I was disturbed by a group of idle people just now and could not enjoy my drink. It is truly my fault!" Li Shishi revealed a thousand kinds of tenderness and ten thousand kinds of pitiful appearance, and gracefully knelt down in front of Emperor Huizong of Song.
"Please get up quickly, how can I blame you?" Emperor Huizong of Song hurriedly helped Li Shishi up, and through the thin, delicate fabric of her clothes, he could feel her warm, tender skin. Emperor Huizong of Song was intoxicated and said boldly, "Let's drink a few more cups tonight, hmm, bring a big cup!"
Fine wine and beautiful women, cup after cup, Emperor Huizong of Song had never been so happy, never drunk so much wine. Taking advantage of his slight intoxication, Emperor Huizong of Song's hands began to grope Li Shishi. Li Shishi also used her smooth tricks, half pushing and half resisting, half getting close and half distant, to cooperate with Emperor Huizong of Song. Emperor Huizong, disregarding his imperial status, excitedly tore the gossamer veil covering Li Shishi's body to shreds, scattering the pieces on the floor.
His bloodshot eyes glared greedily at Li Shishi's naked body, at her shy and timid demeanor. A primal, sadistic lust ignited within him; the more frightened and shy Li Shishi appeared, the more excited he became. He acted like a predator, manipulating a lamb before its prey.
Li Shishi, knowing his desires through experience, used every trick in the book—concealing herself, hiding, screaming, whispering sweet nothings—to fuel his lust, stripping him of his clothes. Finally, with a low growl, he pounced on Li Shishi like a hungry tiger, and they both collapsed onto the bed. Emperor Huizong pinned Li Shishi beneath him, his lips raining down on her snow-white skin.
Li Shishi reached for his penis, grasping and playing with it. Emperor Huizong parted her legs, his palms caressing her mons pubis, his fingers teasing her vulva, occasionally kneading the clitoris. This aroused Li Shishi, causing her to gush with lust, her body writhing wildly, uttering lewd moans.
Emperor Huizong felt as if he were in complete control, his mind settling, and he slowly began to employ his teasing techniques. His lips and tongue moved slowly down her shoulders and neck, across her chest, breasts, lower abdomen, thighs… carefully licking every inch, leaving no corner untouched.
Under this gentle caress, Li Shishi felt as if her entire skin was acutely aware of his soft tongue; yet, at the same time, her skin felt numb, devoid of sensation, her mind reeling. A series of loud noises filled the air. Li Shishi had intended to finish quickly, as she couldn't stop thinking about Yan Qing. For some reason, seeing Yan Qing always brought a sweet feeling to her heart. Li Shishi then flipped over, pinning Emperor Huizong down, her vaginal opening enveloping his penis. With a soft "whoosh!" her hips pressed down, and Emperor Huizong's penis disappeared.
Emperor Huizong let out a soft "humph," feeling his entire penis enveloped in warmth, and the walls of his vagina rhythmically undulating, as if giving his penis a full-body massage. What made it even more unbearable for Emperor Huizong was the suction force within his vagina, as if it were trying to drain his essence.
Emperor Huizong seemed reluctant to give in so quickly, but with Li Shishi's skillful use of her vaginal techniques, it seemed impossible to continue holding back. Emperor Huizong decided that even if he were to ejaculate, he should take the initiative. He forcefully flipped over, pinning Li Shishi beneath him, making a desperate struggle before ejaculating. Emperor Huizong, panting heavily, thrust rapidly, each time penetrating deeply to the very end. His rapid friction left his penis almost numb.
Li Shishi was somewhat surprised by his prowess; she thought of ordinary men who, with a few sway of their hips, would be easily subdued, yet Emperor Huizong's powerful, almost desperate thrusts had given her a fierce orgasm. Li Shishi lost track of how many climaxes she had experienced, feeling increasingly disoriented, as if in a trance, her mouth involuntarily groaning for mercy.
Hearing Li Shishi's pleas for mercy, Emperor Huizong felt immensely pleased, then felt a tingling sensation in his perineum, and with a series of spurts of hot semen, he ejaculated. Emperor Huizong felt his penis throbbing and swelling intensely; his whole body trembled with a pleasurable chill. "Hmm!" he uttered. Emperor Huizong collapsed onto Li Shishi, his penis still inside her, feeling the vaginal walls contracting and relaxing, causing his penis to throb in response.
Li Shishi relaxed completely, letting Emperor Huizong press down on her; she didn't want to push him away, quietly enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. In her hazy state, Li Shishi fantasized that it wasn't Emperor Huizong pressing down on her, but Yan Qing…
It wasn't until the rooster crowed the next day that Emperor Huizong awoke from his reverie. Before parting, he casually untied a dragon and phoenix silk handkerchief from his robes and gave it to Li Shishi as a token of his love.
Li Shishi didn't have time to put the handkerchief away before rushing downstairs to find Yan Qing. But Yan Qing had already left a note and departed. Li Shishi read it only with a face full of sorrow, tears welling in her eyes. Time flies, and two seasons have passed. Emperor Huizong of Song indulged in feasting and revelry day and night, but the Northern Song court had become utterly corrupt. Tong Guan, Gao Qiu, and their cronies constantly reported their safety to Emperor Huizong, who was happy to indulge in wine and women, enjoying the pleasures of his "peaceful and prosperous era."
Emperor Huizong also bestowed the title of "Mingfei" upon Li Shishi, intending to bring her into the palace legitimately. However, Li Shishi firmly refused to enter the palace, and Emperor Huizong could not force her. So he renamed Jinqian Lane to "Xiao Yujie" (Little Imperial Street) and named Li Shishi's boudoir "Fanlou." Emperor Huizong ordered the walls connecting "Xiao Yujie" to the imperial city to be opened up, making the courtyard of "Fanlou" integrated with the imperial city. This way, Emperor Huizong's desire to monopolize the courtesan was satisfied, while Li Shishi's wish not to enter the palace was also fulfilled. For Li Shishi, Emperor Huizong was her father's killer. But as a courtesan, she could only sell her smiles and entertain guests. Therefore, Li Shishi's joy at gaining the emperor's favor was not as great as Granny Li imagined. As for entering the deep palace, Li Shishi considered it undoubtedly like entering hell. Granny Li, on the other hand, had completely different feelings. She was excited, ambitious, and arrogant—in the entire Money Lane, where was more glorious than her? So glorious that even Money Lane was renamed. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ In recent years, due to the growing power of the Jin dynasty, their troops have frequently invaded the border. Although Song Jiang and his heroes have established a stronghold in Liangshan, they always yearn to submit to the imperial court and hope to go to the border to fight the enemy and make meritorious contributions. Unfortunately, Grand Marshal Gao Qiu always sees the Liangshan heroes as a thorn in his side and vows to eliminate them. This time, taking advantage of the lifting of the Lantern Festival curfew in the capital, Song Jiang led Yan Qing, Dai Zong, and several others to Dongjing (Kaifeng), hoping to use Li Shishi's connections to probe the imperial court's attitude towards the Liangshan uprising. Last time Yan Qing went to the capital, he met with the silk shop that the Liangshan stronghold had set up in Dongjing. However, the government discovered the true purpose of the silk shop, and Yan Qing was pursued. He then encountered Li Shishi and received her help. Li Shishi, a famous courtesan of the time, left a deep impression on Yan Qing. Outside the Fanlou courtyard, Yan Qing lingered several times, feigning interest in pleasure, observing the surroundings. Once no one was around, he darted onto the wall, then leaped down, hiding in the shadows to listen for any sounds from Fanlou. Inside Fanlou, the orange palace lanterns cast a soft glow, painting Li Shishi's boudoir with a rich hue. Clearly, the furnishings were far superior to what they once were; while possessing more imperial grandeur, they lacked a certain quiet elegance. Li Shishi sat at her desk, sighing softly, lost in thought. "Sister Li, what's with all the sorrow on this Lantern Festival?" Haitang's bright eyes darted around. Because Li Shishi was so kind to her, she had long since begun to call her "sister." She knew the Emperor would be visiting tonight and worried that Li Shishi's mood might displease him. " Haitang, are you satisfied with your life now?" Li Shishi looked up, not answering Haitang's question, but instead asking her a question in return.

"Well, how should I put it..." Haitang was already quite sensible. Haitang knew that Li Shishi, with her great fame, had repeatedly stopped Granny Li from having her entertain guests, and Haitang was truly grateful to Li Shishi. Li Shishi didn't want Haitang to follow her seemingly glorious path, which was actually someone else's plaything. Although she also desperately wanted to leave Fanlou, she was alone and helpless, and she couldn't bear to leave such a good sister like Li Shishi. As the two were talking, they heard Granny Li arguing with someone downstairs.
"Sister, please relax, I'll go downstairs and see what's going on!" Haitang went downstairs and saw Granny Li talking to a handsome young man.
"Granny, I have long admired Miss Li's great reputation and have traveled a long way to the capital. I have no other desires but to see you." Seeing no movement inside the building, Yan Qing went straight in. He saw that Fanlou now had many servants and was brightly lit, so he couldn't use his light-footed skills to go upstairs and had to deal with Granny Li.
"Don't you know my brothel doesn't entertain vulgar guests?" Granny Li said condescendingly, her breath snorting through her nostrils. "My young lady is the current imperial concubine, don't you know that?... Never mind, I won't pursue how you got in, lest it cause trouble. You should just go back to where you came from!" Granny Li was a seasoned veteran of the brothel business. She thought that even though the gate was closed, he had managed to sneak in without a sound. Not only was he bold, but he must also be a chivalrous figure from the martial arts world. She couldn't afford to offend him. However, entertaining him was absolutely out of the question. What if the Emperor came and they bumped into each other?
Haitang stared at Yan Qing for a long time, feeling that he looked somewhat familiar. Suddenly, she remembered. Wasn't this the "sister" her senior sister had introduced her to the night the Emperor first visited Li Shishi two years ago? She had felt something was off then, and sure enough, there was something fishy going on.
Before Haitang could think too much, she hurriedly said to Grandma Li, "Mom, this man seems to be Sister Shi's brother. I'm not sure, let Sister Shi take a look." Although Haitang didn't know Yan Qing's identity, she understood that the young man downstairs was Sister Shi's sweetheart, and she was happy for Shi.
"Yan Qing is here!" This news made Li Shishi's face flush and her heart pound. She hurriedly fixed her hair and straightened her clothes, which were actually impeccable.
Li Shishi appeared at the top of the stairs: "Oh! It really is my brother! Come upstairs quickly!" Li Shishi greeted Yan Qing with a smile.
"Sister, my master insisted on seeing you, otherwise, how could I bother Grandma at this time!" Yan Qing was slightly taken aback when Li Shishi addressed him like that, and then he understood and echoed Li Shishi's words.
"Sister doesn't entertain outsiders here, brother, let's chat about family matters!" Li Shishi emphasized the word "outsider," reminding Yan Qing that this place was no different from the inner palace, and that he shouldn't speak carelessly in front of others. At the same time, her eagerness was also evident in her words.
"Sister, please entertain me for my sake!" Yan Qing saw Li Shishi's affection for him, but was eager to explain the purpose of his visit, so that his elder brother Song Jiang could meet Li Shishi.
Li Shishi hesitated slightly, "Alright! Just arrange a time!" Then she continued, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, come, come upstairs! Let's have a good chat!"
"Grandma! Set out fruit and wine, it's still early, don't worry, the Emperor won't come so early!" To Grandma Li, Li Shishi's words were no less important than an imperial edict from Emperor Huizong of Song, and even if it was risky, she had no choice but to agree.
In Li Shishi's boudoir, Li Shishi received Yan Qing. During the drinking session, Li Shishi suddenly felt a lump in her throat and choked out, "Brother Yan, since the day you left without saying goodbye, I...I..." Two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks, and she couldn't continue.
Yan Qing, at a loss, faced Li Shishi. He knew what she wanted to say, and he realized that he, too, had been missing her these past few days. Yan Qing sighed, "Miss Li! I know your feelings, and I have thought of you constantly these past few days! But...a man's ambition lies in the four corners of the world, and with the country in peril, I have no choice but to put aside my personal feelings..."
Hearing that Yan Qing also missed her, Li Shishi smiled slightly. Yan Qing continued, "...Besides, I, Yan, have always wandered the world, living a life of constant danger, my life always in peril. I fear I might betray your affections..." Suddenly, two soft, cherry-like lips sealed Yan Qing's lips, silencing his words.
Despite being a seasoned figure in the underworld for many years and over twenty years old, Yan Qing had never been intimate with a woman. This time, Li Shishi's sudden embrace and passionate kiss left him flattered and flustered, his face flushing and his heart pounding with shyness. Yan Qing's natural reaction was to shrink back slightly, but then he felt a delicate fragrance waft into his nostrils, causing his heart to flutter.
Li Shishi's lips pressed tightly against Yan Qing's, her lithe tongue darting into his mouth, and she even managed to utter a sweet, coquettish voice through her nose: "...Brother Yan... um... hold me... hold me tight..."
As if hypnotized, Yan Qing wrapped his arms tightly around Li Shishi, pulling her into a full embrace. He felt Li Shishi's soft, boneless body pressed against his chest, writhing like a water snake, the heat of their skin rubbing against each other even through their clothes. *Swish! Swish!* Yan Qing felt a stirring in his groin, and involuntarily, his hands gripped Li Shishi's buttocks tightly, pressing her against his lower body.
Li Shishi fumbled for Yan Qing's belt, untying the knot and letting his lower garment slip down naturally. Li Shishi squatted down and opened her mouth to take Yan Qing's engorged and hard penis into her mouth. "Oh!" Yan Qing felt the head of his penis enveloped by her warm, moist mouth, a wave of pleasure rushing to his head. His legs almost gave way, and he quickly reached out to hold onto the corner of the table to steady himself, but his legs trembled uncontrollably.
Li Shishi tsk! tsk! tsk! tasting it with relish, sucking, licking, swallowing, and rubbing her lips, making Yan Qing pant and shake his head. While Li Shishi's mouth was busy, her hands were not idle either. She skillfully twisted her body, removing all her clothes.
Suddenly, Yan Qing tightly embraced Li Shishi's head, his throat groaning, his lower body thrashing wildly. "Sizzle! Sizzle!" Streams of thick semen, accumulated over many years, shot out with his throbbing penis, all of it entering Li Shishi's mouth. "Glug!" Li Shishi swallowed it all without hesitation, greedily licking the semen clinging to his penis.
Yan Qing felt an unprecedented tingling numbness in his penis, his entire body's joints seeming to creak, as if about to disintegrate. Yan Qing felt his penis shrink slightly after ejaculation, but Li Shishi skillfully awakened it, making it erect like a steel rod before it could soften.
Li Shishi stood up, placing one leg on the chair, one hand on Yan Qing's shoulder; the other supporting his erect penis. Li Shishi lightly tiptoed, positioning his penis against her moist, lubricated opening, and with a slight release... *Sizzle!* The penis slid in with a resounding "Ah!..." Both cried out simultaneously, their voices filled with satisfaction, joy, and lust.
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It was night again, and the Fanlou Tower was still brightly lit.
Song Jiang subtly expressed to Li Shishi the peasant uprising army's desire to prioritize resisting foreign aggression and to serve their country by defending the border.
Li Shishi didn't pay attention to Song Jiang's declaration of his feelings; her thoughts were entirely on Yan Qing. Her eyes, clear as an autumn pool, never left his face. Yan Qing's expression was solemn, overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Fortunately, Li Shishi understood her situation and status, and instead of lamenting "the falling flowers are willing, but the flowing water is heartless," she felt a contentment that "she didn't care about forever, only rejoiced in having possessed it."
Li Shishi sighed, "I once mentioned Brother Song to the Emperor, but he listened to the slander of the treacherous minister Gao Taiwei and insisted that Brother Song was a bandit king plotting rebellion..." Tears welled in Li Shishi's eyes. "...It seems that the kindness and compassion of Brother Song and the heroes of Liangshan will be betrayed... And I am but a weak courtesan, only distressed that I am powerless to help Brother Song. Please forgive me, Brother Song..."
Song Jiang sighed deeply, "Alas! How pitiful are the Song Dynasty and its people..."
Suddenly, a commotion interrupted Song Jiang's words. "Shishi…my son…there are candles in the palace…I'm afraid…" Granny Li, panting, climbed the stairs, her words incoherent, whether from anxiety or exhaustion.
Song Jiang and Yan Qing immediately rose to bid farewell to Li Shishi. As Haitang led them downstairs, Li Shishi said to Yan Qing with boundless sorrow, "Brother Yan, wandering the world, take care. Though my body is tainted, my heart remains pure. We will meet again someday, don't forget…" By the end, her cheeks were wet with tears.
Yan Qing turned back, wanting to say something, but unsure what to say. He glanced at Li Shishi with tears in his eyes and only uttered, "Take care!" before turning to chase after Song Jiang.
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The situation changed rapidly; Emperor Huizong's dream of peace was soon shattered. In the winter of 1126, Emperor Huizong of Song, burdened with worries, arrived at Fanlou. After drinking a few cups of wine in silence, he said to Li Shishi, "Shishi, the Jin people have invaded the interior and refuse to make peace. I have already issued an edict of self-reproach and am preparing to abdicate in favor of the Crown Prince. Alas! If I could be a carefree retired emperor, I could spend much more time with you!" It was clear that there was no joy in Emperor Huizong's words.
Li Shishi hadn't expected the situation to deteriorate so quickly; a shadow fell over her heart. She replied insincerely, "I hope so..."
On December 26th of that year, Emperor Huizong formally abdicated, and Crown Prince Qinzong ascended the throne. Less than three days later, news arrived that the Jin army was about to cross the Yellow River, and a massive evacuation and retreat swept through the capital, Kaifeng.
Despite Emperor Huizong's repeated persuasion, Li Shishi insisted on not relocating with the imperial family. If she truly wished to leave, she would go to the countryside, find a small nunnery, and become a nun. Initially, Emperor Huizong was greatly displeased, feeling it was disgraceful for a dignified concubine to be relegated to the common people. Later, however, he considered that he himself was in dire straits, and besides, she was a courtesan accustomed to a simple life, so he had no choice but to allow her to leave.
A year later, the Jin army captured Bianjing (Kaifeng), and Emperor Huizong and his son became captives. Among the captives heading north were not only the two deposed emperors, but also over three thousand members of the Zhao royal family and commoners.
In the creaking carriage heading north, Emperor Huizong reminisced about the past: the splendor of the palace, the exquisite food and clothing, and especially the smiling face of Consort Li Shishi—all vividly before his eyes. His regret was compounded by deep sorrow.
On the wall of a dilapidated temple south of Yanshan Mountain, Emperor Huizong of Song left his signature "Slender Gold" calligraphy, recording his feelings at the time: "The nine generations of a great dynasty have fallen in an instant, the arrogant ruler ignored the advice of loyal ministers; willingly becoming a captive thousands of miles away, the jade palace of my homeland is desolate in autumn."
As for Li Shishi, this once-famous courtesan of Bianjing (Kaifeng), she disappeared without a trace after leaving Fanlou. Years later, some people claimed to have encountered her on the shores of Dongting Lake in Hunan, saying she had married a merchant, her face haggard, no longer possessing her former charm.

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