Chapter 8:The Empress Rebukes Her Officials

Kyoto, it's getting quieter late at night.

　　Behind Guihua Hall on Zhuwu Street, two coughs were heard from the narrow and dark alley.

　　The man in cloth clothes and straw sandals was holding a scimitar in his hand, looking up at the sky, his eyes closed as hard as he could, and two streams of cold mist came out of his nose. It was a little chilly in Kyoto today, and the man felt a little cold on his weathered face, as if it was because the raindrops from the sky fell on his face.

　　After calming down, the man put the machete back between his legs, put on a straw raincoat and hat, and left quickly.

　　Deep in the back alley, a corpse fell to the ground, blood mixed with rain water flowing on the muddy road. The lifeless pupils reflected the man's departing back. Two rats smelling the smell crawled out from the darkness and began to gnaw on it with interest. A jade token engraved with "Royal Guard" fell from the robe with the movement.

　　Bang, bang, bang——

　　The night watchmen on the street were beating the gongs in their hands and chanting, "It's the third watch of the night, everything is safe and sound." As the night grew late, the officials in the houses who had been awake for a long time closed their heavy eyes and fell asleep peacefully after listening to the night watchmen's warnings.

　　Until a faint golden color slowly rose.

　　Kyoto is divided into three levels: the outer city, the inner city, and the imperial city, each with its own strict security structure.

　　Several luxurious carriages had stopped outside the Nine-hole Gate of the Imperial City, and in front of the carriages stood three senior officials wearing hibiscus-colored court robes and court beads on their waists. One of them held a jade tablet in his hand, with white hair on his temples, and looked like he was approaching seventy, but his eyes were surprisingly clear and deep.

　　He was Zhao Hui, whose courtesy name was Dezhi. He won the top spot in the imperial examination in the 17th year of Yuankang and retired. He was a highly respected veteran of two dynasties in the Great Xia Dynasty and the prime minister who served as the head of all officials.

　　Although the remaining two are slightly less famous than Prime Minister Zhao, the power they hold is equally great.

　　Among them was a gentle and refined young civil servant named Wei Wanwu, who was approaching thirty. He served as the prefect of Jingzhao and was in charge of all the affairs of the capital.

　　The other one was a young man named Ying Gao. He was appointed as the Prime Minister of Daxia at a young age, which shows that his family was prominent. His father had served as the Prime Minister of the previous emperor. His clan had been the vanguard of the royal family for generations, and they were a family of hereditary dukes.

　　What happened that could make these three powerful officials gather together early in the morning to discuss matters?

　　"There have been seven consecutive assassinations of the imperial guards. This incident will surely arouse the wrath of the Saint." Prime Minister Zhao's clear eyes swept towards the imperial city and said in a deep voice: "Today's morning court will not be easy for you gentlemen."

　　Listening to the words of the Prime Minister, Wei Wanwu's mouth moved slightly. When he was about to say something, Master Ying Gao next door spoke first: "Princess Jiuyuan's wedding leave is enough to make the saint frown, and now this fire has spread to the court. Take care, brother Wei."

　　"Eh…"

　　Wei Wanwu also let out a long sigh. He certainly knew that he had not done his job well, but the murderer this time was too strange and skilled. He did not leave any traces after committing the crime, leaving him with nothing to blame.

　　Tap--

　　Suddenly, footsteps were heard from behind them. The three of them immediately fell silent, leaving only the rustling sound of the flags on the imperial city wall being blown by the wind.

　　The early morning sunlight was very dim, and the lights on the wall were flickering frequently. It was not until the figure approached them that they could see the person's appearance clearly.

　　He was wearing a bright yellow court gown with a gold-embroidered collar, a green satin ribbon around his waist, and a court crown with a jewel on his head. Although his appearance was not as handsome as Su Yun's, he could still be considered extraordinary.

　　And there would be only one person who would appear in the imperial city dressed like this, and that is the son of the current saint: Ji Shaolang.

　　"Zhao Dezhi pays respect to His Highness!"

　　"Your humble servant Wei Wanwu pays respect to His Highness!"

　　"Ying Gao, the deputy minister, pays respect to His Highness!"

　　Zhao Xiangguo and his two companions knelt down immediately after seeing Ji Shaobei.

　　"The people in front of the Nine Paths are discussing the saint and the matter." Ji Shaolang, who was standing in front of the three people, frowned and said coldly to the three people in a low voice: "You are so brave."

　　The current empress has the reign title of Zhao'an. In the early spring of the second year, she issued an edict strictly prohibiting scholars and officials from privately discussing the affairs of the sage and the royal family. If anyone violates this, everyone can submit files and report it secretly. After investigation and verification, they will be severely punished. The lighter ones will be dismissed from their posts, and the heavier ones will be executed with ten clans!

　　"I hope Your Highness will forgive us for our disrespect!"

　　After hearing Ji Shaolang's words, it was Prime Minister Zhao who was the first to kneel down and beg for mercy.

　　"Okay, let's get ready to enter the hall." Ji Shaolang glanced at Prime Minister Zhao who was crawling on the ground, then he walked away.

　　He had no intention of accusing them. These were the pillars of the country. Not to mention himself, even his mother would have to be considered for punishment, right? Moreover, Ji Shaolang still had a lot of admiration and trust for Zhao Dezhi and other old ministers in private.

　　After Ji Shaolang walked into the Nine-Hole Gate, the three senior officials slowly stood up. The ringing of the oak-horn bell in the Imperial City Tower indicated the start of the morning court session and all officials could enter the palace.

　　Afterwards, Zhao Dezhi looked deeply at the figure of His Highness walking away, his eyes surprisingly deep.

　　At the same time, on the other side of the imperial city.

　　Hundreds of palace maids lined up neatly on both sides of the corridor. A red rosewood sedan chair carried by eighteen people slowly emerged. The sedan chair was carved with a phoenix holding a dragon and was hung with bright yellow tassels, looking majestic.

　　On the sedan chair, the Empress of Great Xia, with her lips as red as fire and extremely mature and beautiful, had her light golden phoenix eyes gently closed. She was supporting her pretty face with her fair wrists and leaning on the armrest to enjoy a nap. Her silver-white hair was tied behind her head with a golden hairpin to form a jade-like bun. The ends of her hair were decorated with dangling pearls, and she was dressed quite nobly.

　　She was wearing a scarlet-gold dragon robe, which was made for women. The empress had no underwear under her dragon skirt. As the empress who was at the top of millions of people, she had no airs or reservations when traveling. Her right leg was draped over her left leg, so that her beautiful pair of long white legs were completely exposed, showing a lot of spring scenery. The white jade high heels carved with a golden phoenix with spread wings at the end of her long legs tightly wrapped the empress's pair of crystal clear and flawless feet, as white jade as white jade.

　　As the sedan chair bumped along, her proud breasts swayed constantly, not concealed at all even when wrapped in the dragon robe. Below her slender waist, her plump and perky buttocks, which had once given birth to children and symbolized the uniqueness of a young woman, were pressed against the sedan chair. Not even the dragon skirt could conceal their outlines. They were as plump as a peach and as round as the moon, emitting an aura of seduction and lewdness to the outside world all the time.

　　It was not until the sedan chair was carried to the Taiji Hall for the morning court session that a pretty palace maid who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old spoke up to remind him, "Your Majesty, we've arrived."

　　"Well...where are we?"

　　The lazy and numb voice carried an indescribable charm. After hearing the palace maid's reminder, the empress slightly opened her phoenix eyes and glanced around in a daze. The palace walls were still vermilion, and the yellow and white glazed tiles were covered with snowflakes. She sighed softly, "Is it time to go to court again?"

　　The maid saw the empress waking up and hurriedly walked over to her side and handed her a warm stove: "Yes, Your Majesty, the officials have been waiting for a long time."

　　After taking the heater, the empress let out a breath of cold air with regret. Theoretically, with her Dongxu cultivation, she should not feel the cold of winter, but since she married into the royal family, she has been alone in the deep palace for more than ten years after the death of the previous emperor. Although she has given birth to children and has emotional support, the royal family stipulates that dragon sons and daughters who are ten years old must set up their own residence. From then on, she was the only lonely person left in the deep palace. Even if she could enjoy the ultimate wealth and glory in the world, what could it do? Except for those palace maids who could occasionally talk to her, there was no one else to relieve her worries.

　　That's right, she is the empress of Daxia, an almighty being with the sky above her head and everyone under her feet, but in the final analysis, she is just a miserable person who has to sleep alone.

　　She had to admit that she was a little envious of her former sisters. Shangguan Yuhe was in a high position like herself, but at least her son should be able to be by her side all the time to relieve her worries, just like Su Qingli was the master of the Immortal Palace, but could still go in and out of the world at any time and return to the Su family to reminisce the old days.

　　The most hateful person is Liu Zhouyue. He is obviously the minister who should be by my side, but he is always elusive. Unless it is the critical moment, no one knows where he is.

　　How nice it would be if there was someone who could take me away from this cold palace?

　　But thinking is just thinking after all, the empress finally got off the sedan chair and walked slowly towards the Taiji Hall on the white stone jade steps. The palace maid beside her also followed closely behind with her head lowered.

　　As the place for court meetings, the Taiji Hall is naturally very large. Eighty-one golden nanmu columns support the enormous double-eaved hip roof. The columns are carved with various auspicious beasts and inlaid with gold powder and jade, making it look both grand and gorgeous.

　　Hundreds of officials stood in front of the hall in eight rows according to their rank. The eight rows were separated into two sides. Standing at the head of one side was naturally the highly respected Prime Minister, Lord Zhao Dezhi.

　　Officials on the other side were mostly dressed in military uniforms. The leading male official was Xiao Yi, who was the General of Cavalry of Great Xia. He had a thick back and stood straight, looking very majestic.

　　As for Prince Ji Shaolang, he stood alone at the bottom of the stairs to the dragon throne, closing his eyes and listening to the whispers of the officials underground.

　　"Shame, shame!"

　　"We will pay 1,000 female horses, 300,000 pieces of cotton cloth, 10,000 strings of Yuzhu, 10,000 catties of gold and silver, and 10,000 bushels of rice and wine. We will also set up duty-free customs markets in Liang and Yu states. If we really follow the northern barbarians, it will be the greatest humiliation our land has ever seen in thousands of years!"

　　"Humph, do you know that the military expenditures for defense in the Northern Frontier every year are just a drop in the bucket compared to these? Besides, the Barbarian Cavalry raids every year, killing, wounding, and looting hundreds of thousands or even millions of people. Such a small price is enough to keep Xia Man peaceful. Don't you understand that?"

　　"You... thief! Do you know how much power the Xia Dynasty will consume with this high cost?"

　　…

　　The officials were in chaos and the voices were noisy.

　　Among them, some continued to discuss whether the alliance between the empress and the Northern Barbarians was reasonable, some discussed the assassination of the guards in recent days and the incompetence of the mayor of Beijing, some discussed the inappropriateness of Princess Jiuyuan's marriage leave, and some even talked about the words that His Highness Yan Xing's character was as good as that of the late emperor.

　　After listening to them quarreling for so long, we can also find that the officials quarreling in the court can be divided into two factions. One side is the peace-loving faction headed by Zhao Dezhi, assisted by many prefectural governors and their subordinates.

　　The other side was led by General Xiao Yi, who joined forces with many military officers to form the anti-peace faction.

　　"His Majesty has arrived!"

　　The clear voice of the palace maid spread throughout the Taiji Hall. All officials chose to shut their mouths at the same time and bowed their heads: "Your Majesty."

　　The two factions were arguing, but they were just complaining to each other. How could they argue in front of the empress?

　　It doesn't exist, who would dare?

　　Just after the palace maid announced the start of court, a pair of white beautiful legs stretched out from the left side of the back screen of the dragon throne, and the high heels made a deep stepping sound on the gold and jade surface. Then she sat down on the dragon throne calmly. The beautiful peaks of her upper body trembled slightly twice as she sat down. Afterwards, the empress crossed her legs again, not caring at all that she would let the officials below look up and see the white and alluring spring scenery from under the slit dragon robe skirt.

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　　The Taiji Hall where all the officials gathered was so quiet that not even a pin drop could be heard. The empress just sat on the dragon throne without saying anything for a long time. Only the sound of pages of books turning on the dragon throne could be heard, and the air seemed to become heavier by seconds.

　　Time passed quickly, and the light golden phoenix eyes looked at the officials who dared not look up. He sighed softly, and then said slowly: "Mr. Xu, how are the arrangements for Princess Jiuyuan's marriage?"

　　"I am here."

　　The third official behind Prime Minister Zhao lowered his head and responded to the empress's call: "Your Majesty, all the gifts have been prepared and can be sent to Jiange in Liangzhou at any time."

　　"Not bad." After praising him, the empress's noble and proud voice reappeared: "But this matter must not be delayed. Today, Mr. Lin can leave the court first and set off today to deliver the invitation to Jiange before the sect competition. Go ahead."

　　With a plop.

　　There was a crisp sound of the official's knees hitting the ground. After expressing his gratitude, Lin Qing lowered his head and walked out of the Taiji Hall step by step. The Taiji Hall fell into an infinitely heavy atmosphere of silence again.

　　Until the empress looked at a new file, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she raised her proud and slender neck to look down for a few times, and a sneer came from the dragon throne: "Come here, take Wei Wanwu down for me."

　　"promise!"

　　The guards holding the ring-handled swords on both sides of the imperial court rushed to Wei Wanwu's side at the empress's command. At this time, Prime Minister Zhao, who was standing in front of Wei Wanwu, suddenly lowered his head and held up the jade scepter, then stepped sideways and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice."

　　"oh!"

　　The empress on the high throne let out an amused "oh" and threw the file she was reading aside. It had been a long time since she had experienced someone disobeying her in the court. "So, Prime Minister Zhao wants to protect him?"

　　"The emperor has fallen, and the capital is an important place. There have been seven murders, all of whom were royal guards. Five days ago, I gave Wei Wanwu the Golden Lacquer Order to investigate this case (with the power to see him as if he were an emperor, and to freely enter and leave the harem). Five days have passed, and he has not found any clues for me. How can such an incompetent person be the foundation of the country?"

　　As she spoke, the empress's tone gradually became sharper: "You are saying that I will punish Wei Wanwu for his incompetence and dereliction of duty. Let me ask you, have you ever known the seven guards who were killed? Each of them was a pillar of the Great Xia court. My heart is broken to learn that they died for no reason. I am deeply distressed and feel deeply guilty towards their parents..."

　　As the sharp words were spoken, an invisible and powerful pressure began to spread from the empress's body. The heaviness in the air gradually evolved and seemed to solidify.

　　"Look at you all. Every morning, you all stand here in a dignified manner. Have you ever felt sorry for them? I know you haven't! All you care about is what delicacies your wives will prepare for you when you return home after court. All you care about is which new wine shop has opened in the capital and how many new brothels have been established!!"

　　The voices were clear and crisp. Standing below and listening to his mother scolding the ministers, Ji Shaolang felt his legs go weak. Even though his mother was considerate and did not put any pressure on him, he still felt a lot of pressure.

　　This pressure may not come from the power of a Dongxu strongman, but from the real power of the emperor.

　　"After the death of the previous emperor, I took the throne at the beginning. I thought that the biggest threat to the Xia Dynasty was the barbarians, so I supervised the military intelligence of the northern border every year. Since then, the barbarians have never invaded Xia again, until the recent peace alliance between Xia and barbarians, which is said to be a sign of peace in the world. Later, I thought that the biggest threat to the Xia Dynasty was the independence of the immortal sects, which was out of control, so I held a sect competition and re-arranged the sects. Now, all the sects in Jiuzhou are willing to surrender and cooperate."

　　"But I am becoming more and more clear today." Having said this, the empress stood up and stepped down the jade steps in front of the palace with her long, sleek legs: "The biggest hidden danger of Daxia is not outside, but inside, in this Taiji Palace! It is among you incompetent wastes, all of you good-for-nothings."

　　As she was speaking, the empress walked behind Xiao Yifang and stood in front of a fat military officer who was lowering his head. Her light golden phoenix eyes were instantly filled with contempt for him. Then she raised her long legs, poked the fat civil servant's belly with her high heels, and then kicked him hard.

　　Bang——pop——

　　This kick and stomp did not utilize the cultivation of Dongxu, but was pure manpower. However, it was not something that the fat military officer who was hollowed out by alcohol and sex could handle. He was kicked to the ground in an instant. Bai Yugao immediately stepped on the fat military officer's pig face, and the terrifying momentum filled his feet, slowly flattening the pig's face.

　　The fat military officer who was being stepped on by the empress could only struggle and beg for mercy with his mouth half removed by his high-heeled shoes. Unfortunately, the official was so terrified of the empress that he didn't even dare to look in her direction.

　　If you could take a closer look, you might be able to see how captivating the pair of white and smooth long legs are under the empress's scarlet gold dragon robe. The end of her jade pillar is even only wearing a thin white cloth belt as an undergarment. The cloth belt tightly outlines the camel toe line, which is seductive and mysterious.

　　Moreover, the vagina of the emperor of Daxia, the emperor of all people, was being stepped on with force, and the sweat was seeping out of the cloth belt, revealing the plump, tender and smooth appearance of the beautiful flesh.

　　At this moment, the corners of the empress's beautiful face unconsciously raised an arc: "Look at you, look at you military officers, even if I don't make an alliance with the Northern Barbarians, how can you fight those sturdy barbarians with your fat bodies? Come on, tell me."

　　"Well... yes... Your Majesty... said... that's right!"

　　The face of the military officer who was being stepped on by the empress had been almost twisted into a mass of flesh. In order to answer the empress's questions, he struggled with his mouth half blocked by the high-heeled shoe, and he stretched out his ugly tongue to pry open a gap before he could barely utter a word.

　　"Look! Is this all you have?" Looking at the incompetent officials at her feet, the empress raised her cold and noble eyes, rolled her eyes upwards, and stepped on the fat and soft body of the military officer with contempt. The military officer shed tears due to the pain, but he did not dare to scream and anger the empress again. He could only grit his teeth and endure everything.

　　"In the past fifteen years, how much support did I give to you, the Northern Frontier generals, when I first ascended the throne? Can you count it?"

　　Walking back to General Xiao Yi's side, the lazy and numb sound actually sounded like a sharp blade at his neck.

　　No matter how much General Xiao Yi opposed the alliance, he did not dare to raise any voice of resistance at this moment. He immediately bowed with a forced smile and replied in a low voice: "It's hard to calculate."

　　"Tsk!"

　　The empress did not fail to hear the arguments among the officials before the court, but she just did not respond to them immediately.

　　Now look, before I showed up, there were so many voices opposing the alliance, but now they are like cowards in front of me. It's a pity that my sister married such a coward. The empress glanced at Xiao Yi with contempt and turned to the side of the civil servants headed by Zhao Dezhi: "Be honest, treat the people with kindness, be fair, and be diligent. Prime Minister Zhao, explain this sentence to me."

　　Prime Minister Zhao replied: "If a person holds an official position, he should be honest and incorruptible, diligent in government affairs, willing to work hard, always have a conscience of not doing anything, and devote his mind to doing some practical and good things for the people."

　　"I just thought that Prime Minister Zhao was old and didn't understand how things should be, but now it seems that is not the case." As the empress spoke, she walked in front of Wei Wanwu.

　　"Should I punish you?"

　　Wei Wanwu wanted to answer that he shouldn't, but he lowered his head in fear of the emperor's majesty and said, "Yes."

　　"Tell me, should he be punished?"

　　Power comes from the nature of dominating things, and it is also an endless greed that one does not want to give up once obtained. Even if the human race is above all things, it is still unable to break away from the things themselves. Therefore, people will desire power, desire others to be dominated by themselves willingly, and desire to be able to dominate everything at will.

　　Those who gain power can easily enter the vortex of enjoyment and fall into the abyss.

　　Those who don't have it will be afraid of its existence on the one hand, but will also worship it and want to get it on the other hand, and then be played around by it at will.

　　After such a baptism of humiliation by the empress, all the officials present, including Zhao Dezhi and the prince Ji Shaolang, knelt down tremblingly and responded in unison: "The empress is wise."

　　"Wei Wanwu was seriously derelict in his duty in investigating the serial assassinations of imperial guards. According to Xia law, he should be sentenced to tattooing and exile to the northern border. However, I spared him the punishment of tattooing and exile in consideration of his many years of hard work for the Xia Dynasty, but his dereliction of duty must not be forgotten."

　　"Therefore, he was dismissed from his post as Jingzhao Yin and handed over to the Shaofusi to be castrated and retained as a regular attendant."

　　Gong is a form of corporal punishment that involves castration of male genitals and imprisonment of females. It is a punishment second only to death. If we explain it, it is probably a form of corporal punishment that removes male genitals and destroys female reproductive functions.

　　A cold and majestic voice came from Taiji. After hearing the final verdict, Wei Wanwu knelt down in front of the empty dragon throne and allowed the imperial guards to take off his official uniform. He said unhappily, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

　　A cool breeze blew, and the warm juice flowed on the white jade.

　　Standing in the center of the Taiji Hall, stepping on the officials, the Queen of Great Xia had an obvious look of joy in her light golden phoenix eyes. This feeling of overbearing domination was strange, yet extremely comfortable.

　　"I have made up my mind about the Manxia alliance. This matter cannot be discussed any further. I am alone in the deep palace. I haven't had a good rest these past few days. I am a little tired. If there is nothing else, I will retire."

　　He lifted his long legs, walked across the screen behind the dragon throne, and left the Tai Chi Hall after saying a few words.

　　"Adjourn the court!" The palace maid who had been following the empress closely mentioned the heater that the empress had forgotten on the dragon throne, and as usual, she shouted for the court to be adjourned and hurriedly chased after her.

　　A group of officials were left behind, still kowtowing and paying homage to the empty dragon throne.

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　　The Hengduan Forest, thousands of miles away, was still in the dark night.

　　A crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky. Su Yun, walking on the path leading to Qingtan, had a frown on his face and looked very solemn.

　　The conversations with Qilin Huanglao and the various experiences about my father kept replaying in my mind.

　　His father, Su Qingshan, was a well-known strong man in Jiuzhou back then. At his age, his father had already entered the Huayun realm, and at the age of 27, he entered the Dongxu realm. At that time, countless cultivators in Jiuzhou thought that his father would become a genius who reached the supreme realm of Taoism in the future.

　　From the conversation, in addition to matters of spiritual practice, there was also a lot of gossip about my father's female friends.

　　But for some reason, when Mr. Huang talked about the gossip about the beauties around his father, he always seemed to be vague about it, especially the matters about his master and his father, which he would never mention at all.

　　And the last part was about his father's death, that fatal forbidden trial. According to Huang Lao's narration, he was responsible for protecting the disciples of Jiange in this trial. After entering the trial, he and the disciples were trapped in a strange formation. This formation would continuously absorb people's essence and blood, and it was also here that Huang Lao suffered the hidden injury that would prevent him from transforming in the future.

　　After some time.

　　Although Mr. Huang's explanation was not complete, Su Yun had a half-understanding of his father. The rest, such as the stories about his father and master, various beauties, and the mastermind behind the murder of his father during the trial, perhaps he could only wait and ask his master or mother.

　　Before he knew it, Su Yun, who was thinking about something, had slowly walked to Qingtan.

　　A lot of fog spread over the lake at night. The initially cold water seemed to have turned into a hot spring. Su Yun, who was standing nearby, even felt a little warmth.

　　At this time, two or three fallen leaves were blown by the wind onto the water surface with ripples.

　　Clatter, clatter—clap, clap—

　　The faint sound of water splashing came from the high stone platform where the master had played in the water earlier.

　　What is that sound?

　　"master!?"

　　Su Yun looked at the stone surface in confusion, but soon a thought popped up in his mind: Could it be that the master was taking a bath?

　　In an instant, Su Yun seemed to see a scene in front of his eyes of his master taking off his white clothes and bathing in the lake, his skin white, tender, trembling, and extremely smooth.

　　Gurgle~

　　He swallowed his saliva and tightened the sword in his hand. What would happen if he walked forward at this moment and was discovered by his master?

　　No, how can this be possible, Su Yun, oh Su Yun, how can you be so dirty inside that you actually do such a treasonous thing.

　　"ah!"

　　What sound was that? While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the master's low exclamation from behind the stone platform.

　　Could it be that the master fell into the pond or was stabbed by a small stone in the water?

　　Su Yun quickly asked, "Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

　　Su Yun, who was nervous about his master, began to step inside, but the next second, a pretty face with a pink neck and a shy and seductive look appeared from behind the stone surface: "Ah~ I'm fine."

　　This was the first time that the master took off his veil in front of him.

　　The moment he saw his master's face, Su Yun's heart trembled and began to beat wildly.

　　She had willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, white teeth, and a pretty face that showed no signs of aging. A silver-white lotus pattern on her forehead added a sense of holiness to her stunning appearance.

　　She is so beautiful, so beautiful that people would not want to violate her. She is like a sacred object, and people would only want to put her on the altar for worship instead of playing with her in their hands.

　　Su Yun had thought countless times that her master would be a beautiful woman after taking off her veil, but he never imagined that her master had a fairy-like face that could rival her aunt and even her mother. In fact, her skin was much whiter than her aunt's skin, which was as white as jade.

　　The sound of splashing water came as Yue Qier poked his head out. Is this master taking a bath?

　　Su Yun realized that it was inappropriate to stare at his master, so he half turned around and took a quick glance.

　　Looking at the dripping shoulders and the two half-covered and half-exposed plump breasts, Su Yun admitted that his little brother was standing up a little dishonestly, but the master looked too tempting, like a delicacy placed in front of you. You know you are not worthy of her, but she still exudes an alluring scent to you all the time.

　　"Su Yun~"

　　For some reason, the master's usually holy and leisurely voice now seemed to sound a little more patient and numb.

　　"Yes!" Su Yun reacted and quickly replied: "Disciple is here."

　　"Things... um... are you done talking about them?"

　　The voice sounded a little soft, as if the master had deliberately lowered it a lot.

　　"Yes, Master." Su Yun replied sincerely, feeling self-satisfied in his heart. It seemed that when Master was bathing, she probably didn't expect that my chat with Senior Huang would end so early, so I took advantage of it. Although Master seemed to be indifferent and aloof on weekdays, she would actually be shy when encountering such things.

　　"Well... that's good." The sound of water splashing continued on the surface of the pond, and there were faint popping sounds in between, which sounded like the sound of flesh gently colliding. I guess it was the sound of the master splashing water on his body while bathing: "It's getting late, you should start meditating and practicing."

　　Now?

　　After Su Yun finished talking with King Huang, King Huang didn't seem to want to face Yue Qi'er, so he chose to leave with Taowu.

　　When they came back, the moonlight was approaching the hour of Hai. The physical fitness of immortal cultivators is far superior to that of ordinary people. In the past, Su Yun and his master would usually close their eyes and meditate to restore their strength at the hour of Zi when they were traveling.

　　Why is it early today?

　　Perhaps it was because of the doubtful look on Su Yun's face that the master's voice came from behind the stone surface again, sounding a little angry: "Oh~ So you don't want to practice?"

　　"No!" After thinking about it, Su Yun didn't want to disobey his master and make her angry.

　　Meditation is a common way for monks to relieve fatigue and practice daily. One only needs to sink the mind inward into the sea of ​​spirit, and the circulation of energy will naturally start according to the inner practice. However, during this period, the monk will be cut off from the outside world to a certain extent, and will not feel anything unless there is physical contact.

　　And every time when he meditated, his master would be there to watch over him. Su Yun could feel that the energy he absorbed at that time was a lot gentler and more abundant than usual. It could be said that the practice in the past few days was far comparable to the practice using spiritual veins in Huanxi Temple.

　　Even after practicing the Green Scroll Sword Technique diligently, he felt that the barriers of his small realm had loosened a bit recently.

　　By the way, Master is not only as beautiful as a fairy, her cultivation is even more like that of a fairy, just like my mother. Master must have discovered that I am close to a breakthrough, so she urged me to practice diligently today. That's right.

　　"Then disciple, start meditating now."

　　Not wanting to let his master's mother down, Su Yun nodded in agreement and then turned his back to the stone. He crossed his legs, placed his hands in front of him and began to meditate.

　　Always be clear and calm, always be clear and calm.

　　Meditation is a quiet and hard-learned skill. Even warriors who have not yet cultivated immortality often use this method to rest and summarize their daily practice.

　　His soul sank into his Dantian and his spiritual platform was locked. After a while, Su Yun entered a meditative state in which he observed his inner thoughts and circulated the Qi in his body.

　　Then just after Su Yun began to meditate.

　　An ugly face that Su Yun hated immensely appeared on the stone surface: "Hehe, this kid is really stupid." The next moment, another familiar woman's voice came out: "If Su Yun finds out, I will definitely destroy you."

　　The voice was cold and suppressed, but it also sounded full of charm, and it was obvious that the voice belonged to Master Yue Qier.

　　"Come out and let your disciple see what you look like now."

　　"don't want!"

　　In an instant, the dark forest seemed to be lit up by a white light, and a graceful figure with skin as white as jade popped out from the pond. The person was Su Yun's master Yue Qier. What was unbelievable was that the master had been stripped naked at this time, and behind her beautiful back was the figure of a short man.

　　Master Dongxu, who was so powerful that no one dared to approach him, was actually having his body toyed with like this.

　　Why?

　　The moonlight poured down over the city, and the hazy figure of the master gradually decayed in front of Su Yun under the passage of time. The flowing water in the pond returned to the time when nothing had happened yet.

　　Su Yun was still in the forest listening to Old Huang talking about his father's past.

　　Seeing her old friend again reminded Yue Qi'er of many past events, but she did not indulge in them for too long. After a moment, she gently lifted her sleeves and took out a Tiandun card.

　　This Tiandun card is obviously different from Su Yun's. Su Yun's Tiandun card is made of snow jade and is translucent, but Yue Qi'er's card is obviously yellowish in texture. Although it is also very translucent, it seems that some impurities are flowing in it, visible to the naked eye.

　　After Yue Er took it out, the water curtain of the card opened, and there was only one function, Secret Shadow Pass, listed horizontally on the top, which was not much better than Su Yun's Sky Escape card.

　　No hesitation.

　　Yue Qier's slender hand pressed lightly towards it, and a curtain of light unfolded from the Tiandun card, and the image gradually took shape.

　　The green hills have lost their green, the white jade is flawless. The pear blossoms dance with the rain, the catkins sway in the wind.

　　The leaves on the mountaintop were covered with white frost. The sun was still setting in the west at the Sword Pavilion of Qingjing Mountain. The dojo was deserted. During the three days when the sword tomb was open, the disciples had already obtained the swords that suited them. After sunset, the sword tomb was closed.

　　At this moment, within the light curtain of Yue Er'er's Tiandun card, these scenes flashed by slowly, and an ugly face appeared on the light curtain.

　　A gloomy voice came from the Tiandun card: "Who is it, young lady, you finally remembered me? Is it itchy down there?"

　　This face and this voice are so familiar. The person Yue Er contacted when she opened the Tiandun card turned out to be Huang Feng who had just walked out of the Sword Tomb.

　　Facing Huang Feng's insulting words, Yue Er's holy face showed no ripples, and she just replied coldly: "How?"

　　"It's been a short while since we last met, and you're back to your original form." Huang Feng on the other side looked at Yue Er's cold expression and couldn't help but smile: "I got the things."

　　After getting the reply, Yue Qier breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to turn off the Tiandun card the next second.

　　She had to contact Huang Feng here, and her spiritual consciousness had to be locked on Su Yun at all times to prevent Su Yun from returning suddenly. After all, it was still not safe.

　　"Wait a minute!"

　　"Hmm?" Yue Er, who was called, stopped pressing the Xiangtiandun card and asked coldly, "Anything else?"

　　Inside the light curtain of the Tiandun card, Huang Feng's dark and ugly mouth suddenly curled up: "I never thought you wanted to take this thing. Do you know what will happen when Shangguan Yuhe knows that this thing is missing after the sword tomb is closed?"

　　Yue Er naturally knew the consequences of the matter: "Why are you afraid of death now?"

　　"Barbarians never fear death." Huang Feng's tone became more serious when he said this, but he returned to his original state the next second: "It's just that I feel that this deal is a bit of a loss for me now."

　　The pond was quiet and peaceful, with the occasional sound of insects. Yue Que'er frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

　　"hehe..."

　　The breeze blew up the peach petals. Huang Feng said, "Shangguan Yuhe will probably fight with me soon. It's a bit dangerous for me to stay in Jiange. I'll go hide at your place first."

　　impossible!

　　Yue Er knew this man's character very well. It was okay if they were separated by a screen, but if she really opened the door to the void and let him in, who knew what would happen.

　　During the conversation, Yue Er immediately objected to Huang Feng's words: "According to my plan, you will not be in any danger after this incident."

　　"Is that so? If this thing falls out of my body while Shangguan Yuhe and I are fighting, it doesn't seem to be a problem, right?"

　　"You threaten me!"

　　"Hahahaha." Huang Feng, who was slumped on the pavilion in Taohua Garden, looked at the beautiful fairy with raised eyebrows in the Tiandun card and laughed his ass off.

　　That's it.

　　That's the funniest thing about women.

　　Even though Huang Feng didn't fully understand what Yue Qier was planning by using 7, it was a perfect opportunity for him at the moment, not to mention that Yue Qier had what Huang Feng wanted most.

　　That body that is so holy that no one wants to violate it, that mind that keeps everyone at a distance, and that pretty face that is elegant and without desire.

　　Even Huang Feng, who had played with countless women, rarely saw such fine products. Shangguan Yuhe was one, and as far as he knew, the empress of Daxia was one, and there was another one who should be lying next to his master now.

　　Each of these women is out of reach, so he just wants to see these high-class beauties condescending to him.

　　"A remnant soul of Su Qingshan, the previous leader of the Sword Pavilion." When Yue Er frowned and hesitated, Huang Feng took out an octagonal, green shrine from his ring: "This thing is really heavy. If I don't pay attention, I will drop it on the ground..."

　　"Shut up!"

　　Yue Qi'er suddenly cursed, and a lot of anger rose on her holy and calm face: "You...don't!"

　　It's a pity that Huang Feng didn't show any fear in his eyes. This woman acted like this, and it was true that her bottom line had been touched by him.

　　But the bottom line is a very subtle thing. The line divides the two ends. One side is the inviolable area, and the other side is often its weakest area.

　　Just when Yue Qier was angry, Huang Feng pretended to be frightened, and with a slight tilt of the hand holding the shrine, Yue Qier's expression changed from angry to subdued.

　　"Eh~" Yue Qier sighed, and the hand that was not holding the Tiandun card made a small move towards the void beside him, and a small twisted crack in the void appeared out of thin air.

　　On the other side, the same void gap appeared in Pei Wan's Peach Blossom Garden, connecting the space of both sides.

　　"Very good, I'll go over now." The passage was created, and the wretched and ugly Huang Feng flashed a lewd smile, during which he and Yue Er's Tiandun cards were closed: "Hide this thing, you kneel here and wait for me to come back."

　　"Yes, Master."

　　Kneeling at Huang Feng's feet, Pei Wan, half-dressed and with a beautiful figure, took the shrine from Huang Feng's hand and said with a look of obedience: "Master, please come back soon. My slave's cunt misses you."

　　"Okay." Huang Feng agreed casually. This woman was a little bored after being played with by him for so long. It was time to change the taste.

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　　After putting down the Tiandun card, Yue Qier looked towards the crack in the void.

　　After a while, a pair of shoes covered with mountain mud stepped out first, followed by an exquisite Xia Dynasty robe sewn by Xi Peiwan himself, and finally a face with a lewd smile poked out.

　　Sau——

　　The wind was surging, and a small white flower by the pond was almost buried in the mud. Yue Er's figure flashed away in an instant, and her white hands locked tightly on the person who came. Huang Feng, who was only five feet tall, was pinched by Yue Er's neck and pulled off the ground: "You want to die!"

　　"It's rare to see...an old lover."

　　Huang Feng, who was being strangled, was choking when he spoke, but he still had a sly smile on his face. He raised his hand to grab Yue Que'er's hand and gently stroked it: "I didn't expect it to be... this... attitude. It's not good to lose your temper at every turn."

　　Tsk~

　　As a barbarian, Huang Feng's sweat glands were more dense than those of the people in Daxia and Jiuzhou. His hands felt greasy when they touched his skin, which was very uncomfortable. Yue Er immediately threw Huang Feng to the side with disgust and said, "Give me the thing."

　　What a joke, if I came here just to hand something to you?

　　Of course, it was impossible for Huang Feng to be so accommodating. After landing on the ground and barely standing, he spread his hands and said, "I didn't bring it."

　　I knew this bastard had no good intentions.

　　Yue Er turned around and said calmly: "Then you can go back. Don't have any unreasonable thoughts, otherwise... I..."

　　Walk?

　　In this situation, he could still remain calm. Unless he was Su Yun of Liu Xiahui, Huang Feng would never go back even if he beat himself to death: "What else? Your butt has grown a bit after not seeing you for a few months."

　　"Could it be that you have found another lover? Is there anyone in this world who can satisfy you better than me?"

　　After all, he and his wife-in-law had slept together, and bed was the best way to test a woman.

　　Yue Qier's face is a standard saintly oval face, which can easily give people the impression of being sacred and inviolable at first glance. But in fact, Huang Feng knows that Yue Qier is not that simple.

　　She looks holy and beautiful on the outside, but actually she is hiding a knife in her heart. If you cut her open, she will definitely be a white lotus with a black heart.

　　What a contrast.

　　"What do you want to do?"

　　Ever since Huang Feng tasted Yue Qi'er's body, he fell deeply in love with that feeling. These women who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation and status are different from all the men he has played with before. It's not just the sense of conquest, but also the feeling of simply putting the penis in the mons pubis is a world of difference.

　　If I were to describe it, the honey passage of an ordinary woman is nothing more than a ball of meat urinal, but when Yue Que'er is inserted into it, you will immediately feel warmth and tranquility, as if you have arrived in the clouds. With every thrust, it will interact with you intimately, making you feel extremely happy all the time.

　　To be honest, even Huang Feng himself didn't last long when he tasted this woman for the first time.

　　There is no other reason, because it is so comfortable.

　　Therefore, he has always wanted to get back at this woman and let Yue Quer know who is the master of your cunt.

　　While he was thinking, the battle had already begun by the cold pond. Huang Feng was impatient and walked towards Yue Que'er, rubbing his greasy hands all the time: "What do you want to do? Why ask when you already know the answer? Wasn't it you who took the initiative last time?"

　　Seeing Huang Feng biting the live poultry, Yue Qier looked quickly into the depths of the forest with her almond-shaped eyes. Su Yun was still talking to Huang Lao.

　　fine.

　　She did not refute what Huang Feng said last time. Ever since Su Qingshan's death, she had regarded herself as a dead person. For the sake of big plans, a mere sacrifice was nothing.

　　But this guy is really disgusting.

　　Pursing her lips, Yue Qier lowered her head and said coldly to Huang Feng who was standing in front of her: "I said that was the last time."

　　"What you are planning is so big, it's not just a remnant soul." Huang Feng continued to admire Yue Qi'er while speaking, but due to the height difference, he could only look up at her from below. He didn't expect that this woman seemed to attach great importance to chastity on weekdays. She wore three layers of clothes inside and outside, as if she was afraid of being seen.

　　In fact, Yue Qi'er was also surprised that Huang Feng was aware of her. She knew that Shangguan Yuhe had left Su Qingshan's remaining soul in Jiange, but she thought that Shangguan Yuhe would at least use a confidential spiritual tool to preserve it and add a layer of insurance for the remaining soul.

　　But now it seems that Shangguan Yuhe had no plan to do this at all, and simply preserved it in a mortal shrine. Or maybe for Shangguan Yuhe, the sword tomb is already the safest place in the world.

　　But this was a wrong move, and it allowed Huang Feng to know some of the inside information.

　　"The more you know, the more dangerous it will be." In response, Yue Er said coldly: "Don't think that the identity of a mere prince of Man Ting can protect you. If I want to kill you, I have a thousand ways to prevent Man Ting from finding the murderer."

　　"Really?" Ever since the two of them came into contact, Huang Feng's hands have been very dishonest. Not only did he lift up her white dress, but he also kept touching her legs and various sensitive parts.

　　Although Yue Qi'er was disgusted, she surprisingly did not scold him for his unreasonable and frivolous behavior. She knew that doing so would only make Huang Feng more excited.

　　But the next moment she felt Huang Feng's hand slowly sliding towards the belt around her waist. The skirt she was wearing was specially customized. It looked very thick, but the materials used were actually very light and thin, and even interlocked. If the belt around her waist was pulled, she would be standing naked in the forest in the next second.

　　No, what if Su Yun saw it? His master is actually such a woman secretly?

　　Yue Qier's body trembled slightly when she thought of this, and she quickly moved away from Huang Feng: "Not here."

　　I didn't refuse…it's just not possible here, why?

　　Huang Feng thought to himself, and slightly turned sideways, changing the position of the two, walked behind Yue Qier, and began to grab the round and beautiful buttocks wrapped in the conservative skirt. Don't look at Yue Qier's tall and slender figure, in fact, the reproductive accessories under the clothes are not bad at all, and the flesh grows in the right places.

　　"I said... here... huh?"

　　Yue Er, who was about to take action to stop Huang Feng, suddenly looked up. She was careless. She had been touched all the time and her mind was disturbed. She didn't notice the movement of the figure in the forest.

　　But how come Su Yun finished talking to Old Huang so quickly?

　　What to do? The distance is only a few miles. Based on Su Yun's walking speed, he can probably get back in half a cup of tea.

　　At this time, Huang Feng, who was rubbing the beautiful buttocks, clearly felt that Yue Qier's buttocks tightened, and her two slender legs were also obviously tightened inward.

　　What's going on? I'm getting angry now. This is not right. This woman shouldn't be so coquettish.

　　Huang Feng leaned forward and looked up at Yue Qi'er, his head full of worry, and the look in his eyes when he looked into the woods seemed a little too panicked.

　　"Follow me!"

　　If Huang Feng was forced to leave, he would definitely stay given his personality. They had to hide before Su Yun came back. Thinking of this, Yue Qier took Huang Feng by the hand and walked out behind the stone platform by Tanbian.

　　What is going on.

　　The crescent moon was hanging in the sky, and not long after the two of them hid, Su Yun walked out of the forest.

　　Hiding behind the stone, Yue Er hugged Huang Feng tightly in her arms like a baby, fearing that Huang Feng would make any noise. But Huang Feng became even more unruly, and began to bury his head between his breasts. The barbarian's unique thick curly black hair tickled her, "Don't move!"

　　Although he didn't know what was going on, for Huang Feng, it was a godsend opportunity. His hands began to attack Yue Que'er frantically, touching her neck, breasts, beautiful back, and buttocks step by step.

　　You don't want to be discovered, right? Then I will make sure you are discovered.

　　At the same time, Huang Feng began to slap the water with his feet, making a splashing sound.

　　"master!?"

　　Why does this voice sound so familiar? That's right! Huang Feng's mind flashed Su Yun's voice. Good boy, why did this unlucky thing follow her? Shouldn't Su Yun stay in the Happy Temple for retreat?

　　Hehe, just right.

　　Just as he thought of this, Huang Feng's hand had already begun to touch the straps on Yue Que'er's back: "Give it to me or not?"

　　"no!"

　　At this time, Huang Feng's other hand had begun to reach down to separate Yue Qi'er's snow-white legs, and his hand was placed under her vulva. Even through the clothes, he could feel the beautiful shape of Yue Qi'er's labia: "What would he think if he knew I was here? If you deal with me obediently, maybe I will restrain myself. Otherwise..."

　　Such direct genital contact made Yue Que'er couldn't help but let out a soft "ah" and bit her lower lip: "Don't do it here!"

　　At this time, Su Yun's voice came from a distance: "Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

　　Huang Feng teased, "Look, he's coming."

　　Yue Er's eyes were filled with anxiety, but Su Yun's footsteps were getting closer and closer. No! I must not let his son know about me. I have to stop him.

　　In a flash, Huang Feng had already untied the tie behind Yue Qier's waist, and her long white dress fell into the pool. The clear water reflected the woman's jade-like body and her snow-white breasts. The coolness of the pool water gradually seeped into her skin.

　　Yue Qi'er, who was sticking her head out of the stone platform, was also startled by this move. She quickly hugged her chest with her hands, and was almost seen by her disciple: "Ah~ I'm fine."

　　"Su Yun~"

　　At this time, Huang Feng, who hid behind Yue Qier, began to play with Yue Qier's round and raised buttocks which were caused by nervousness.

　　The tender white grass on the entrance was lingering. As Huang Feng's breath sprayed on the entrance, Yue Er's lips shrank inwards as if in spasm: "Things... um... have you finished talking about everything?"

　　"Yes, Master."

　　Su Yun in front of him was still answering Yue Qier's questions sincerely. A deep sense of guilt filled Yue Qier's heart. As a teacher, he should abide by the principles of education, but he did these bad things behind the stone platform.

　　However, Huang Feng behind him didn't think so. This silly boy's wet nurse had been fucked by him, and now his master had also been fucked by him. It felt so good. What kind of swordsman is this Great Xia? He still has to send his women to people from other countries to play with them.

　　Huang Feng climbed onto Yue Qier's beautiful back with a deep smile on his face. Since Huang Feng was not tall, it was just right for him now.

　　Yue Qi'er turned her head and looked at Huang Feng coldly, "Don't move."

　　Moving around? Huang Feng thought to himself that this was not moving around, he was going to kill her master right there in front of that fool, so he smiled deeply and slapped Yue Que'er on the buttocks.

　　This slap frightened Yue Er so much that she quickly looked in the direction of Su Yun, but she found that Su Yun did not move at all because of this, and she was a little disappointed: "Well... that's good."

　　How come such a strange sound appeared? This kid is still so dazed. Eh~ He is really like his father, always observing the rules of etiquette.

　　The master is now being ridden by someone, but he is still in a daze.

　　For some reason, Yue Qier suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart. On the one hand, it was naturally because of her disciple Su Yun's inaction. On the other hand, if Su Qingshan had chosen her instead of Shangguan Yuhe, would things have turned out to be like this?

　　Maybe I wouldn't be humiliated by the barbarians, and I would be able to open a sect and enjoy the happiness of having children and grandchildren?

　　Why am I doing this?

　　That's ridiculous.

　　While thinking, Huang Feng had already lay steadily on Yue Qier's beautiful back, and reached down with both hands to grab Yue Qier's breasts. The round and tender breast flesh swayed as he rubbed it, creating waves of charming breasts. During this time, Huang Feng's fingers kept scratching the buds on Yue Qier's chest, causing Yue Qier's body to tremble uncontrollably.

　　Looking down, the plump and beautiful buttocks were pressed tightly by Huang Feng, and the nearly nine-foot-long penis kept rubbing against the tender and smooth lips. Unexpectedly, just like this rubbing, Yue Que'er's reaction was extremely violent, and the juice kept coming out, and the friction with the penis pulled out a lot of obscene threads.

　　Huang Feng could even feel Yue Qi'er's body shaking uncontrollably.

　　This was not common in the past. As expected, this woman felt even more excited when being molested in front of her disciple!

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