Dong Xiaowan (Celebrity Adult Novel)

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Author: Huang Quan Around the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty entered a precarious period. The peasant uprisings within the Great Wall were in full swing and war was everywhere; the Qing troops outside the Great Wall were threatening and repeatedly invaded the interior. This resulted in continuous wars inside and outside the Great Wall, blood and salt water flowing, locusts and droughts, and widespread suffering.

At that time, a romantic and extraordinary woman of her generation emerged from the Qinhuai River, known as "a place of elegance, smoke and moon, and a gathering place of wealth and powder". She left behind a story of joys and sorrows. She was Dong Xiaowan, one of the "Eight Wonders of Jinling".

Dong Xiaowan, whose name was Bai and whose courtesy name was Qinglian, was also known as Wanjun. Together with eight other famous prostitutes of Qinhuai Nanqu, namely Liu Rushi, Gu Hengbo, Ma Xianglan, Chen Yuanyuan, Guan Baimen, Bian Yujing and Li Xiang, they were collectively known as the "Eight Wonders of Jinling" by people of their time.

Dong Xiaowan was very smart since childhood. At the age of eight, she learned poetry, painting, drama and piano from a group of scholars. When she was three or four years old, she knew all about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was proficient in poetry and prose. In addition, she was gifted with intelligence and good looks. When she first started weaving at the age of fifteen, she was already famous in Qinhuai. Every day, the Diaoyu Lane where I live is crowded with carriages and horses, and the restaurants are as busy as a market and the banquets are never full.

Although Dong Xiaowan is a person of the world, her character is as hard as iron, fire, gold and stone, and her character is as gentle as ice and jade. They feel disgusted with the wealthy and powerful who use jade chopsticks to cook and golden incense to waft the fragrance, and the playboys who pursue women and ask for favors, and they all respond with cold eyes and ridicule.

However, his attitude towards the famous scholars of the "Fushe" who gathered in Nanjing at that time to give lectures and discuss scriptures, preside over discussions, criticize and criticize people, comment on state affairs, express indignation at the world and worry about the country, and dominate the literary world was completely different. Dong Xiaowan often drank tea and talked with them, reviewed essays and paintings, drank wine, recited poems, and composed lyrics and music. She was free from all expectations and enjoyed herself to the fullest.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※In the twelfth year of Chongzhen (1639 AD), Lantern Festival.

As soon as the night fell, Nanjing was already filled with the sound of gongs and drums and bright lights. On both sides of the Qinhuai River, there were river pavilions and painted buildings, colorful lanterns hanging high, red railings and curved eaves, half-rolled embroidered curtains, fragrant red sleeves, and music and singing to accompany the banquet.

On the Qinhuai River, lantern boats and flower boats are connected end to end, stringed instruments and pipes are boiling, water and fire are exciting, and shadows and lights are flowing; in the city of Nanjing, the streets and alleys are decorated with pine branches and bamboo leaves, and the sheds are decorated with lanterns. The lights are bizarre and colorful, which is a feast for the eyes. There are also hawkers selling shredded tofu, offal, oil-fried chicken, plum and hawthorn vegetables, carrying loads and baskets as they walk through the streets and alleys, the sounds of their shouting and hawking being endless.

Dong Xiaowan was indifferent by nature and hated the hustle and bustle, so she pretended to be sick and stayed at home to refuse visitors that day. She leaned against the window facing the moon, and couldn't help reciting the poems of Xin Qiji, when? When I heard the line "The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow, and its smile and fragrance are gone", I suddenly felt lonely, filled with sorrow and tears fell like rain.

She spread a piece of jade leaf paper on the desk, picked up a purple bamboo goat hair brush, dipped it in fragrant ink and wrote a seven-character poem on a square eel-shaped Huangfengchi Lingyan inkstone: "Fire trees and silver flowers for three or five nights, dragons and phoenixes piled up, jade candles red; orchid cotton gently sways under the Qinhuai moon, purple mist shrouds the Zhongshan peak. The bright mirror hanging in the sky is still hazy, the orchid is fragrant but cannot withstand the wind; the broken stems are drifting with no way back, where can I find the fragrant grass at the end of the world?"

He let out a long sigh and just put down his pen when his mother, Aunt Chen, ran upstairs and said that Aunt Li from Meixianglou wanted to see him.

This Aunt Li was none other than Li Zhenli, who lived in the old courtyard of Longmen Street on the Qinhuai River and was known as the "Second Li of the Old Courtyard". Although she came from a business family, she was naturally generous? He valued reputation and integrity, did not care about money, and liked to associate with people from the Fushe Society. Li Xiang, one of the “Eight Wonderful People of Jinling” who was in love with Hou Chaozong, was her adopted daughter.

When Dong Xiaowan heard that Aunt Li had invited her and that the guests were the once-famous leader of the Fushe Society, Master Zhang Tianru and a group of familiar friends, as well as close sisters like Bian Yujing, she took her maid Xixi, took the brocade piano case, and left in a sedan chair.

Meixiang Tower is located on the bank of the beautiful Qinhuai River, with its front door facing the street and its back hall facing the river. On the night of the Lantern Festival, the tower and river hall are brightly lit with fireworks. The Hualouhe Hall, which is finely carved and elegantly furnished, has a purple long table facing outward, with a Boshan carved incense burner in the middle, emitting wisps of smoke; on both sides are a celadon double shrimp bottle, each containing a bunch of jade butterfly plum blossoms and purple smoke peony.

On the wall between the stones hangs a painting by the Northern Song Dynasty monk Hui Chong called "Spring River Morning Scene", on which is inscribed a poem by Su Shi: "Three or two branches of peach blossoms in the bamboo forest, the ducks know first when the spring river water warms; the poles are all over the ground and the reed buds are short, it is the time when the pufferfish are about to come up."

On both sides there is a couplet written: "Pine wind blows peach rain, bamboo melody accompanies orchid fragrance", which was written by Dong Qichang.

Zhang Tianru, Chen Dingsheng, Fang Mizhi, Hou Chaozong and others were sitting on wisteria armchairs, sipping Yuya fragrant tea, when they were suddenly informed that Dong Xiaowan had arrived. People had only heard of Zhang Tianru but had never seen him. When I heard that she was coming, I couldn't help but look at her extra closely.

As the bead curtain swayed, a woman came in. I saw that she had a face like a peach, eyes like autumn water, hair like piled clouds, teeth like woven shells, and she was wearing a cloak embroidered with Su flowers and branches, and a silk skirt with gold-sprinkled pomelo silk mesh edges. Her waist was not as good as mine? ? , she walked lightly to Zhang Tianru, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Zhang Tianru said: "I have heard of your good name for a long time. This time when I was passing by on my way home, I had the opportunity to see your beauty. It is well-deserved."

Xiaowan said shyly, "I am from Pingkang and have no good deeds to praise. Your words are so heavy that I really can't accept them." She then greeted the three gentlemen one by one.

When Aunt Li saw that everyone had arrived, she quickly set the table. There was just enough space for ten people to sit in a circle, so she placed an ice plate on the table first. After a few rounds of wine, she served hot dishes such as amber oil chicken, crystal white duck, butterfly sea cucumber, squirrel mandarin fish, snowflake shrimp balls, and emerald fish balls.

Facing a table full of fresh dishes and delicacies, Zhang Tianru talked about the current dangerous situation with powerful enemies outside and wars inside, as well as the chaotic life of debauchery and drunkenness in the inland areas of Jiangnan. He could not help but feel deeply moved. He encouraged the Fushe members present to remember in times of national crisis: "You must be loyal and trustworthy, value integrity, inherit the legacy of Donglin, take the world as your responsibility, do your best, and live up to your reputation after death!" He also said: "Merit is the way to loyalty, and integrity is the foundation of life." This impassioned speech caused everyone at the table to sigh.

After listening to their discussions on state affairs, Dong Xiaowan and Li Xiang admired the patriots of the Fushe even more. Seeing Zhang Tianru and the others immersed in worrying about the country and the times, not eating or drinking, Aunt Li felt a bit disappointed, so she quickly greeted them, "Master Zhang, gentlemen, today is the Lantern Festival, and it's time to welcome Master Zhang. Everyone should drink to their heart's content. After all, national affairs cannot be resolved in a few words. Come on, let's drink while it's hot!"

Hou Chaozong also echoed, "It's hard to come by a good gathering, so let's enjoy it tonight. Li Xiang, Xiao Wan, how about you all play to your strengths and have fun?" Fang Mizhi, Chen Dingsheng and others clapped their hands in applause.

Li Xiang, Zheng Tuoniang, Bian Yujing, Guan Baimen and others started to sing their pearl lips one after another and sang several songs including "Picking Water Chestnuts", "Midnight Song", "Mulan Ci", "Xijiang Yue" and so on. When it was Dong Xiaowan's turn, she picked up the jade pipa she brought with her, rubbed it gently with her jade fingers, and played Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Moon Night".

Dong Xiaowan plucked and twisted the music gently. When it started, it was like "the jade from Kunshan shattering and pearls scattering", when it ended, it was like "a green stream flowing over the flat sand", when it moved, it was like "autumn dew dripping on lotus leaves in the moon pond", and when it ended, it was like "spring rain wetting fallen flowers along a winding path". The song ended, but the lingering sound washed away the depression that had accumulated in everyone's heart.

Zhang Tianru was amazed by Xiaowan's beautiful appearance, dignified manners, fresh conversation and skillful piano playing. Suddenly, he thought of a person who could complement Dong Xiaowan perfectly. This person was Mao Pijiang, a rising star of the Fushe Society and a talented scholar from the south of the Yangtze River, whom he called "a rival of the times."

This man was Mao Pijiang, whose real name was Xiang, and he called himself Chaomin. He was from Rugao. Both his father and grandfather were graduates of the Liangbang. His father was Mao Songshao, a minister of the Ming Dynasty. Pijiang was a talented child. When he was fourteen years old, he wrote poems and compose essays with famous Yunjian figures such as Dong Taifu and Chen Zhengjun, and they sang in harmony with each other. At the age of sixteen, he became sworn brothers with the famous figures Zhang Gongliang and Chen Zeliang in Nanjing.

Mao Pijiang was a man of extraordinary appearance, with a clear mind, loyal, upright and talented. Together with Chen Dingsheng, Fang Mizhi and Hou Chaozong, they are known as the "Four Gentlemen of Fushe Jiangnan".

When Zhang Tianru proposed Mao Pijiang, who could be a perfect match for Dong Xiaowan, Chen Dingsheng, Fang Mizhi and others immediately clapped their hands in applause. They recalled that he had written a joint letter in anger at the Confucius Temple the year before (the 11th year of Chongzhen) titled "A Public Declaration to Prevent Rebellion in the Capital" and severely criticized Ruan Dacheng, a remnant of Wei Zhongxian. They praised Mao Pijiang's foresight and courage.

During her interactions with members of the Fushe Society, Dong Xiaowan had long heard of Mao Pijiang's talent, character, and temperament. Now, when she heard Zhang Tianru and others mention the matter of being a concubine, her cheeks immediately turned red and she felt even more admiration for them. Zhang Tianru, while drunk, entrusted Fang Mizhi to help bring the two together while Mao Pijiang was there to take the exam.

Since Meixianglou hosted a banquet for Zhang Tianru, Dong Xiaowan cut the ribbon and presented wine at the Flower Festival. She also went to Meixianglou twice to find Aunt Li and Li Xiang, using the name of rewarding red and giving gifts to inquire about the news that Mr. Mao was coming to Nanjing. Aunt Li and her daughter knew Xiaowan's ulterior motive very well, so they introduced Mao Pijiang's family background, character, and talents in detail to the best of their knowledge, and also told Dong Xiaowan the day he would come to Nanjing. Dong Xiaowan was even more delighted when she heard this, and decided that she would never venture into other places in her life.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※After Mao Pijiang received the letter from Chen Dingsheng, he came to Nanjing on March 12 and stayed at the Chen Mansion at Lianhua Bridge. The two talked about their feelings since they had been apart for a long time and discussed the affairs of the Fushe Society. On March 14, he entered the examination room with Chen Dingsheng, Fang Mizhi and others. After the three exams, it was already March 24th. After Mao Pijiang passed the exam, he made an appointment with Chen Dingsheng, Fang Mizhi and others to have a drink at Li Xiang's place the next day.

That morning, after taking a bath and changing his clothes, Mao Pijiang walked along the Qinhuai River towards Meixiang Tower. After a year, both sides of the Qinhuai River seem to be more prosperous and lively. Mao Pijiang strolled along the way and came to Meixiang Tower, where Fang Mizhi and Chen Dingsheng were already waiting. Seeing that all the guests had arrived, Li Xiang immediately set the table and poured ice wine into jade pots for the four gentlemen. One reason was to express her condolences for their hard work in the imperial examination, and the other was to wish them all success in the imperial examination.

During the dinner, they talked about the Lantern Festival banquet for Zhang Tianru, and everyone praised Dong Xiaowan. Mao Pijiang said: Dong Xiaowan is really "gorgeous and beautiful!"

Fang Mizhi said: "The talented women in the world are really versatile!"

Chen Dingsheng went on to say, "Dong Xiaowan has extraordinary conversation and dignified manners. She is loved by everyone." They also told Mao Pijiang about Zhang Tianru's intention to bring them together, and Mao Pijiang suddenly wanted to get married. Seeing that Mr. Mao expressed his admiration for Dong Xiaowan, Li Xiang asked Fang Mizhi to accompany her to Diaoyu Lane to show her sincerity in visiting him.

After the meal, Mao Pijiang said goodbye to Li Xiang, Chaozong and Dingsheng, followed Fang Mi downstairs and headed for Diaoyu Lane where Dong Xiaowan lived.

"The pear blossoms are like snow and the grass is like smoke. Spring is on both sides of the Qinhuai River. A row of decorated buildings are built by the water, and every white wall reflects the beauty of the moon."

They walked along the scenic Qinhuai River. On the way, Fang Mizhi couldn't help but tell Hou Chaozong what he had heard, that Dong Xiaowan had heard of his name and was eager to meet him. If the two of them got along well, she would commit herself to him.

The two men arrived at the entrance of Diaoyu Lane. Fang Mizhi pointed out the gate and let Mao Pijiang go there alone. Unexpectedly, Dong Xiaowan left without saying goodbye, and the house was empty. Not only did Mao Pijiang fail to meet Dong Xiaowan, but he was scolded and humiliated by the gatekeeper, and the anger in his heart turned to ashes in an instant.

It was not until Hou Chaozong returned from Yang Longyou that he learned that a catastrophe had occurred three days ago and that Dong Xiaowan had already fled Nanjing in a hurry.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※There was a lord named Zhu Tongrui who lived in Niaoyi Lane on the Qinhuai River. He was of royal family. His grandfather was granted the title of King of Jian'an; his father was granted the title of Lieutenant Zhenguo, so he naturally inherited the title.

Although Zhu Tongrui is the son and grandson of the dragon, he is born with an eagle nose, rat eyes, a rat face and monkey cheeks. He usually relied on the power of the royal family and was fearless. He acted tyrannically and did evil in Nanjing. Even the government was afraid of him.

Although Lord Zhu was born in a wealthy family, he himself was illiterate and extremely vulgar.

Despite this, they still often regard themselves as famous and pretentious.

On this day, Zhu Tongrui hosted a dinner at Bian Yujing's place in Nuancui Pavilion and invited Yang Longyou and several other famous literati to join him.

Mr. Zhu sent his housekeeper and servants to Diaoyu Lane again and again, asking Dong Xiaowan to accompany him, but Dong Xiaowan was out and had not returned. But when Dong Xiaowan came back, she refused to go and no matter how much persuasion she got, she refused to associate with Zhu Tongrui and his group. Aunt Chen knew that Mr. Zhu was like sour soup and spicy water, and she was so anxious that she was in a dilemma and tears were streaming down her face. Dong Xiaowan couldn't bear to see her mother in such a difficult situation, so she agreed to go.

Lord Zhu is usually a man who can call the wind and rain, but he didn't expect that Dong Xiaowan, who is as light as a dust and as light as a grass, would be so insignificant that he could not be invited or waited for, and he was already furious. But when Xiao Wanyou, accompanied by her maid Xixi, arrived late, she immediately showed a lewd smile, and Lushan's claws began to appear.

As a result, Dong Xiaowan didn't drink or sing that day. Not only did she contradict Zhu Tongrui in person, but she also overturned the banquet table in front of the guests.

Zhu Tongrui could not tolerate such evil, and although he calmed down temporarily after being persuaded by those present, he later secretly gave instructions to his servants and wanted to harm Dong Xiaowan.

Yang Longyou learned that Zhu Tongrui had murdered Dong Xiaowan, a villager in the village, and rushed to Diaoyu Lane overnight to tell Dong Xiaowan and her daughter. Aunt Chen then hurriedly took Dong Xiaowan and fled Nanjing to Wujiang to avoid disaster.

As soon as Mao Pijiang understood the reason, he couldn't help but respect Dong Xiaowan's strong character of not being humiliated or insulted, and looking down on the marquis with a cold brow. He also felt extremely fond of her. However, he felt a little confused and melancholy because they had no chance to meet.

Originally, Mao Pijiang wanted to go to Suzhou to visit Dong Xiaowan immediately, but he received a letter from home saying that his mother was critically ill and asked him to return quickly. Mao Pijiang took a boat to Yangzhou overnight and rode his horse back home overnight. Only after his mother recovered did he go to Suzhou with his friend Chen Zeliang to handle the affairs of the Fushe.

When Mao Pijiang arrived in Suzhou, he went to visit Dong Xiaowan, but he failed to meet her twice. It was not until the third time that Mao Pijiang came early in the morning and gently knocked on the doorknob. With a "creak", the gate opened. The maid, Shan, who opened the door, was overjoyed to see that it was Master Mao who had come twice before. She hurriedly let Mao Pijiang in and turned to shout inside the house, "Madam, Master Mao from Rugao is here!"

Mao Pijiang followed Shan Ma into the courtyard, only to see the whole yard entwined with wisteria and shaded by locust trees. Following a gravel path, we came to a small and exquisite building. On both sides of the stone steps at the main entrance of the building, there was a pot of purple clay bonsai. One pot is a boxwood tree stump, with tangled branches and sparse shadows. One basin is made of Lingbi rock, with a secluded valley reflecting the water and sword-like peaks reaching the sky.

Mao Pijiang was just stopping to admire the scenery when a woman came out from the east wing. She came up to him hastily and said, "I'm so sorry, sir. You have come from afar and visited me three times. Let me call my daughter to meet you." Pijiang then realized that it was Xiaowan's mother, Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen wanted to invite Mr. Mao into the side room for tea, but Mao Pijiang declined and went to admire the flowers in the courtyard alone.

Xiaowan was lying in bed with a hangover. When she heard that Master Mao from Rugao was coming, her drunkenness immediately disappeared. She put on her clothes, got out of bed, and walked downstairs taking Xixi with her. Then Aunt Chen said, "Mr. Mao, Xiaowan is here!"

When Mao Pijiang heard Aunt Chen calling out to him, he turned around and saw a young girl leaning against the curved railing. She was wearing a smoky purple silk shirt and an ivory white silk skirt, her hair was loose and she had drunken eyes. Hazy, its face is like the morning glow, and its shadow is like the lotus breeze. There is a kind of charm in the drunken state, and a bit of arrogance in the charm.

Mao Pijiang thought of her demeanor when she waved her sleeves at the banquet, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "What a beautiful woman!"

As Xiaowan approached, she felt that Mao Pijiang had an elegant appearance and a carefree and detached demeanor, and she could not help but nod secretly: "He is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

At the moment, one of them was willing to play the zither, while the other was unwilling to throw the shuttle. Their eyes met, their emotions blended, they were silent, but felt something in their hearts. It was not until Aunt Chen invited Mr. Mao to go upstairs that the two of them suddenly came to their senses.

When they got upstairs, Dong Xiaowan asked Mr. Mao to sit in the outer room for a while and asked her mother to accompany her for tea. She then hurried into the room to dress up. Mao Pijiang held the tea in his hand and looked upstairs carefully. In the middle room, there is a mahogany round table. Facing outwards was a mahogany table, with a Dehua ivory-white porcelain sculpture of Guanyin crossing the sea in the middle, and on either side were two shadow-blue carved porcelain vases, each containing a bunch of smoky purple and Luoyang red peonies. Hanging on the outer wall is a central painting, which is Tang Yin's "Tired of Embroidery". The couplet was written by Qian Muzhai: "The green stream reflects the moon on the pines, and the lotus pond faces the willow wind."

Mao Pijiang was daydreaming when he saw a bamboo curtain swaying and a woman lifted the curtain and walked out of her boudoir. She was wearing a light yellow silk shirt and a lake green silk skirt, and she floated in like a peony in the smoke or a lotus emerging from the water. She came to Pijiang, bowed deeply, and said with her red lips: "I have troubled you to come to my thatched cottage twice in the past, and I am sorry to trouble you to wait for me again. I am here to show my respect."

Mao Pijiang hurriedly stood up, bowed and returned the greeting, saying: "Why must you be so polite? Ever since I heard from Li Xiang about Wanjun's extraordinary qualities, I have been eager to see her. Although I have worked in vain twice, I am fortunate to see your beautiful face today, which is enough for my life."

Dong Xiaowan sat down opposite Mao Pijiang and started chatting with him while sipping Biluo tea.

Mao Pijiang asked, "Excuse me, Miss Xiaowan, the couplet on the gate was probably written by you, right? It is so elegant and profound."

Dong Xiaowan blushed and said shyly, "It's just smearing here and there. It's really not worthy of being seen. I hope you can give me some advice."

Mao Pijiang smiled and said, "Mr. Wan is too modest."

Dong Xiaowan asked, "I wonder how Master Wen Mo is doing?"

Mao Pijiang rubbed his palms and said with emotion: "I am ashamed, ashamed! My writing is not as good as Jinsheng, and my talent is not as good as Runyu. I am just a name for rabbit silk and oats. I failed every time I entered the gate six times. I can only blame myself for my lack of talent and knowledge, and I am not as good as others."

Dong Xiaowan comforted him, "In my humble opinion, it is easy for you, the famous scholars of Fushe, to ascend to the throne. It is just that the time has not come yet, and you are a late bloomer."

During the conversation, Mao Pijiang talked about how he planned to visit his hometown after passing the imperial examination, but his mother suddenly fell ill and he had to rush back to visit her; Xiaowan also talked about how after coming to Suzhou, she was harassed by street scoundrels and had to go out to hide.

The two were talking about something very confusing when the maid Xixi came to announce, "The suite is ready. Please come in and take a seat, sir."

After entering the room, Dong Xiaowan asked Mao Pijiang to sit at the head of the table and personally poured wine and served him food. Before three rounds of drinks had been served, Dong Xiaowan's face was already as rosy as a rosy cloud, and her eyes were full of affection and charm.

Pijiang wanted to say that he wanted to take her as his concubine, but he was afraid that it would be impertinent, so he stopped talking. At this time, Xixi came in with the dishes and saw the two of them looking at each other, lost in thought. She understood what he meant and said, "Sister, don't you always say that to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, you must choose the right person for the right job? You must act decisively!"

Xiaowan was having trouble opening her mouth, but when Xixi got straight to the point, she covered her face with a sandalwood fan with a flower pattern and said, "Xiaowan has long been tired of Qinhuai. Although I am young, I am eager to escape from this abyss, but I regret that I have not met someone who can help me drown. At the Lantern Festival banquet at Meixianglou, you mentioned my talent, and Xiaowan has kept it in my heart for a long time. I am grateful that you have not abandoned me and have come to my humble home three times. If you don't mind, Xiaowan is willing to serve me and dust the inkstone."

Mao Pijiang said: "I have been deeply in love with Miss Wan for a long time, but she is already married. Xiaowan is so talented and young, how can she be a concubine?"

Xiao Wan said, "You are wrong. I am willing to be a concubine, hoping to find someone to commit myself to, so that I can escape from the world of prostitution. I hope to get a word from you, young master. Xiao Wan will stay at home and eat vegetarian food to wait for you."

Upon seeing this, Mao Pijiang said seriously: "I am grateful for your kindness. Although I am not talented, I will always remember it and will never let you down!" Mao Pijiang then told him that he would be leaving northern Jiangsu tomorrow to work on the affairs of the Fushe Society. He also agreed to come next spring to discuss returning home with Xiaowan.

Xiao Wan heard that Mao Pijiang was leaving tomorrow, she was reluctant to let him go, her face was gloomy, her eyes were tightly closed, and after a while she said, "A real man has ambitions in all directions. You are running around to ask for a meeting, how dare I use my love to keep you here. However, I am disturbed by powerful people here, and I can't rest all day. I hope you can come soon. After you leave, I will stay indoors. Next spring, I will predict the magpie in the morning and the lantern in the evening, hoping to see you."

At this time, Dong Xiaowan was in tears and felt very sad. Pijiang also comforted her with gentle words and swore to the sky, "I will not break my promise next spring. If you don't let me down, I will never let you down!" He lowered his head and their lips touched.

Although Dong Xiaowan lived in a brothel, she adhered to the principle of selling smiles but not her body, so let alone a light kiss; even if she encountered a lecher who spoke frivolously, she would not say a word. However, now that she was hugged tightly and kissed passionately, she did not resist at all. Instead, she stretched out her hands to embrace him, her heart fluttering, only because she had already decided in her heart to entrust her life to him.

"Hmm!" Dong Xiaowan felt a clever tongue stirring in her mouth, a warm hand caressing her buttocks, and a hard object from Mao Pijiang's crotch pressing against her lower abdomen... She couldn't help but blush and feel hot all over. Dong Xiaowan twisted her whole body involuntarily, raised her thighs and rubbed them lightly against Mao Pijiang's side.

Although there was clothing between them, Mao Pijiang could feel Dong Xiaowan's plump, elastic flesh pressed against his chest, deforming and trembling due to the squeezing and friction. Mao Pijiang clenched his hands and pressed the tiger's mouth on Dong Xiaowan's lower abdomen, rubbing and moving upwards. When the arc of the tiger's mouth closed on the lower end of the breasts, he tried to lightly lift and circle to tease.

Dong Xiaowan seemed unable to resist such temptation,? There were waves of agitation deep inside the vagina, and warm tides flowed out like a feather brushing from deep inside the vagina to the outside. Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but tighten her anus and vagina, and gently swung her lower limbs, allowing her labia to rub against each other. She felt an electric shock and her whole body shivered. Dong Xiaowan only felt that the love tide in her vagina had already flowed out of the hole, and even flowed down her thighs and calves along her legs...

Dong Xiaowan was in the dizziness of lust, as if she was flying in the clouds. She seemed to hear a series of "swish" sounds, but she had no time to pay attention to it. When she felt the top of her breasts being clamped by two hot lips, she opened her eyes slightly and realized that she was now naked without knowing when. Looking again, I saw Mao Pijiang with his head down, sucking the buds of her breasts. His back was bald and slightly sweaty, and it was obvious that he was also naked.

When Dong Xiaowan thought about being naked and facing her beloved one openly, she couldn't help but feel happy and shy. Mao Pijiang's effective teasing made her feel extremely comfortable, and her whole body became limp and shaky. Upon seeing this, Mao Pijiang quickly wrapped his arms around Dong Xiaowan's soft waist and lifted her up into his arms with her feet off the ground. Dong Xiaowan took the opportunity to lift her legs and wrapped them around his waist, "hanging" on him like an octopus.

Mao Pijiang's mouth was still on Dong Xiaowan's breast, but his towering penis was pressing against Dong Xiaowan's buttocks. Mao Pijiang slowly walked towards the loft bed, and as he moved, his penis jumped and rubbed against Dong Xiaowan's buttocks with his footsteps. In passion, Dong Xiaowan kissed Mao Pijiang's cheeks, ears, and shoulders like crazy, even leaving light bite marks on his shoulder flesh.

Mao Pijiang gently put Dong Xiaowan on the bed and sat beside her. At this time, Dong Xiaowan's eyes were slightly closed, her red lips were half open, her face was as red as a stove, her legs were tightly folded, one hand was covering her pussy, and the curly hair was exposed at the edge of her palm; the other hand was across her chest, rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her snow-white, tender skin was smooth and flawless, and against the vermilion mattress, it looked like jade or lacquer, which made Mao Pijiang's heart agitated and his desire surge.

Mao Pijiang removed Dong Xiaowan's hand that was covering her pussy, and what came into view was the pussy of a mature woman. Two pieces of plump, tender flesh were revealed among the lush, curly hair. The pink edge extended to the middle and turned bright red. With the reflection of the crystal, it could be seen that the entire inside was wet. Mao Pijiang could not help but touch Dong Xiaowan's crotch, and Dong Xiaowan instinctively shrank slightly; this is the instinct of animals to protect important organs, but she stopped after she retreated slightly, because she thought that the other person was her beloved Mao Pijiang.

Dong Xiaowan squinted her eyes and looked at Mao Pijiang's penis, which was fiercely hard, with blue veins exposed and a bloody red glans, which was trembling in provocation. Dong Xiaowan stretched out her small hand and gently held it. She felt it was hot and hard. She couldn't help but stroke it up and down gently, as if she was calming a furious beast.

Mao Pijiang placed his palm on the slightly raised part of Dong Xiaowan's crotch, feeling the soft and moist touch, and slightly bent his middle finger to press on the crotch of her labia, gently kneading and fiddling with it. Dong Xiaowan turned her head, moved, and thrust in cooperation. The clitoris in the chasm began to swell and harden. The love tide was endless, wetting the vagina, staining Mao Pijiang's palm, and even soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

Mao Pijiang seemed unable to bear it any longer. He impatiently turned over and pressed on Dong Xiaowan, holding his hard cock against the intersection of her labia. Dong Xiaowan, overwhelmed by lust, seemed to move to avoid it, but she felt powerless all over and could only hum softly, "Hmm!", and it was unclear whether she was protesting or acquiescing!

Mao Pijiang held his cock and rotated it a few times at the entrance of the vagina, then began to push it forward slowly. He felt that the entrance of the vagina was too tight to enter, and then he realized that Dong Xiaowan was still a virgin. When Mao Pijiang realized what was going on, he no longer dared to rush in. He just used his feet to spread Dong Xiaowan's legs to make the vagina as open as possible. Then he rotated his waist and hips, letting the glans press against the opening of the vagina and rub it, then took advantage of the situation to squeeze it in little by little.

When the glans of Mao Pijiang's cock just touched the entrance of her vagina, Dong Xiaowan felt a little nervous and even felt a slight tingling sensation. However, when Mao Pijiang changed from fucking to grinding and treated her gently, Dong Xiaowan could immediately feel his love and gratitude.

But Mao Pijiang's procrastination made Dong Xiaowan feel... The stirring inside her vagina was uncomfortable, even more unbearable than the pain when he fucked her, so she gently twisted her slender waist to match the rotation of the cock. Unexpectedly, when Dong Xiaowan moved, Mao Pijiang's cock, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, "sizzled!" and the entire glans squeezed into the hole. Coincidentally, the concave edge of the glans was "stuck" in the opening of the vagina.

"Hmm!" Mao Pijiang's glans was tightly wrapped by the hot and wet flesh wall: "Ah!" Dong Xiaowan felt? The pussy was stretched open, and although it was a little painful, it felt full and comfortable.

When Mao Pijiang saw the glans had entered, he felt relieved. He added a little more strength and slowly pushed the penis inside. With the softest and gentlest movements, he tried to let Dong Xiaowan experience the climax of sexual intercourse with the least pain. Therefore, the nerve cells in Mao Pijiang's penis can clearly feel Dong Xiaowan? Every bump and every wrinkle in the pussy.

Although Mao Pijiang's movements were so gentle, Dong Xiaowan, as a virgin, still couldn't avoid the pain of her first time, but the pain was soon replaced by the pleasure and excitement of the cock. Moreover, the surging heat deep in the vagina makes the area near the uterine wall itchy and uncomfortable, and I can't wait for the cock to hit that place to relieve the itchiness. Dong Xiaowan involuntarily raised her lower body and twisted her waist. Waves of comfort filled her whole body and rushed to her limbs, causing her to twitch and tremble. ,moan……

When Mao Pijiang's turtle shell felt reached the innermost end, he felt that his entire penis was tightly wrapped by the warm and moist flesh all around. Although only his penis was completely wrapped, he actually felt powerless as if his entire body was wrapped. He closed his eyes and took a breath, quietly feeling this delicious delicacy of the world, and concentrating his energy for subsequent actions.

"Oh!" Dong Xiaowan was filled with pleasure from the cock, which aroused her latent lust. She hugged Mao Pijiang's back tightly with both hands, kissed him on his cherry lips, and sucked him deeply. Mao Pijiang's lips were pushed open by Dong Xiaowan's tongue, and Dong Xiaowan's tongue continued to extend into Mao Pijiang's mouth. Under this passionate "French kiss", Mao Pijiang began to gently stroke his cock.

It seemed as if all Mao Pijiang's body and mental strength were concentrated in his penis. As he pumped and moved the penis, it continued to receive compression forces from all directions, making the penis seem like it was about to explode due to the pressure, causing Mao Pijiang to pump faster and faster. Dong Xiaowan's waist and hips twisted faster and faster, and her moans became louder and louder. Waves of pleasure were slowly pushing her to the highest point of human pleasure.

Mao Pijiang felt that Dong Xiaowan's vagina was becoming more and more slippery, and the fucking was becoming smoother and smoother. He couldn't help but speed up the fucking like riding a horse at gallop, making the "Puff! Puff!" sounds almost form a continuous line, without any interruption or pause.

Suddenly, Mao Pijiang felt his cock swelling and his scrotum numbing and numb, and before he could finish a low roar, "Shh! Shh! Shh!" streams of hot semen spurted out continuously.

"Ah..." Dong Xiaowan's uterine wall seemed to have been hit hard, and streams of warm semen came one after another, burning Dong Xiaowan's internal organs and making her twitch constantly. "Hmm..." Dong Xiaowan let out another lewd moan, her vaginal walls contracting rhythmically and rapidly, and a hot tide rushed out of her uterus. The stimulation of the climax made Dong Xiaowan seem dizzy, and her long fingernails unknowingly scratched several marks on Mao Pijiang's back.

Mao Pijiang lay limply on Dong Xiaowan's body, twisting his buttocks slowly as if he was still unsatisfied. This kind of thrusting was different from an orgasm. The orgasm brought an instant comfort, but this kind of thrusting of the cock in the vagina after the orgasm could allow both parties to maintain comfort for a long time.

"Hu...Shh...Hu...Shh..." Both of them took deep breaths, letting the sweat soak their skin quietly. Neither of them wanted to move. They were tired and exhausted, mixed with the relaxation after the climax; they just wanted to close their eyes and let the climax fade away in a half-sleep and half-wakefulness...

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The couple went to bed to rest. Mao Pijiang remembered something and wanted to ask his wife (Su Yuanfang) for help.

He hesitated again, seeming to be hesitant to speak. Mrs. Su urged him again and again, and Mao Pijiang finally told her how he met Dong Xiaowan in Suzhou, how talented she was, how she had offended the powerful in Nanjing, why he fled to Suzhou to live in seclusion, and how he wanted to escape from the suffering and choose a job, and what he had agreed to in person.

Su Yuanfang was also a sensible and virtuous woman, so she agreed on the spot to smooth things over in front of the old lady and make the matter come true. When Mao Pijiang heard his wife's agreement, he was overjoyed and turned over and gave her a passionate kiss; Su Yuanfang also responded enthusiastically.

Mao Pijiang put his tongue deep into Su Yuanfang's lips and sucked her saliva with his mouth. While his right hand caressed her two nipples, he took off her nightgown with his left hand. Su Yuanfang, who is already in her middle age, is a little plump, but her muscles are still soft and white due to proper maintenance. Above her slightly sagging breasts, a circle of dark areola is pressing against her swollen nipples. The cluster of dark hairs was lush and thick, and the protruding flesh core was faintly visible, slightly moist and shiny.

Mao Pijiang stretched out his fingers and stroked the protruding flesh. Su Yuanfang trembled slightly, panting rapidly and moaning softly. Mao Pijiang then buried his head in Su Yuanfang's chest, feeling her trembling with his cheeks, breathing in her body fragrance with his nose, and sucking her nipples with his lips and tongue, making her completely intoxicated in this charming scene.

With his face pressed against Su Yuanfang's breasts, Mao Pijiang took off his clothes in a panic, then turned over and lay on Su Yuanfang, supporting himself with his hands, and stared at her. At this time, Su Yuanfang's pretty face was flushed with red, making her look even more charming. Although they were familiar faces that he saw day and night, Mao Pijiang always felt that there was a world of difference between his wife in bed and his wife in ordinary times. It is exactly what is meant by "a virtuous lady during the day and a slut at night".

Su Yuanfang cooperated by spreading her legs, allowing Mao Pijiang to position himself between her legs. She then squirmed her body to stretch the opening of her vagina. She then reached out to hold the hard cock, aimed it at her wet pussy, and slightly thrust her lower body forward. Mao Pijiang's cock went in half way. When Mao Pijiang entered her soft, warm and moist vagina, he felt a wriggling movement in the vagina, as if chewing, pressing on his cock and causing the comfort to spread throughout his body immediately.

Mao Pijiang thrust in and out slowly. Although the vaginal wall was a little loose, it made the glans feel a smooth pleasure. Every time he thrust the entire penis into her, he could feel her trembling with excitement and her light breathing. As Mao Pijiang gradually sped up his thrusts, her moans became louder and louder, and the bed legs creaked in response.

Although it was Mid-Autumn Festival and the night was chilly, tiny beads of sweat appeared on Su Yuanfang's face as she panted softly and rapidly, and her shaking breasts were dripping with the sweat of her husband. The buds on Su Yuanfang's breasts were more like fingertips, gently touching and rubbing back and forth on Mao Pijiang's chest.

Suddenly, Su Yuanfang hugged her husband tightly, her whole body trembling violently, her lower body raised high, and her rapid breathing was mixed with moans from deep in her throat. Mao Pijiang felt his cock surrounded by waves of heat and knew that his wife had reached orgasm, so he loosened his sperm gate, thrust violently a few times, and then started to pull out? , thick semen shot out like a loud explosion while trembling.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※One day in early winter, the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law talked about the matter of offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple. Mrs. Su took the opportunity to mention Dong Xiaowan in front of the old lady. He said that although Dong Xiaowan was a Qinhuai singing girl, she was of pure spirit and self-discipline, and was also well-versed in literature. Now she needed to serve the young master, so he wanted her to stay in the study to take care of him and assist his wife with housework. After he had explained all this, the old lady already loved her son, and when she saw that her daughter-in-law could help him, she was more happy to agree.

In the 13th year of Chongzhen (1640 AD), just after the Lantern Festival, Mao Pijiang, with the help of Mrs. Su, prepared several hundred taels of silver for travel expenses and jewelry for Dong Xiaowan, and prepared to go and redeem Dong Xiaowan.

But things don't always happen as expected. When Mao Pijiang was about to leave for Yangzhou, he suddenly received an urgent letter from his father in the capital. It turned out that his father was framed by someone who used a knife to kill someone. The letter said: "I have no regrets about dying at the hands of the thieves. I am just afraid that I will die unjustly and die without a name." He also asked Mao Pijiang to "take good care of his mother, be diligent and motivated, be loyal to the emperor and love the country, and do not bring disgrace to the family reputation." Mao Pijiang was a filial son, and when he saw his father in danger, he went to Beijing alone to write a letter to save his father.

With the help of his father's friends, Mao Pijiang was able to meet the emperor. He was fearless in the face of imperial power, and his memorials moved the entire court. Finally, the Emperor Chongzhen was moved and ordered a thorough investigation, which revealed the truth. Only then was his father Mao Song able to remain in his original position and did not have to be dismissed and imprisoned.

When Mao Pijiang returned to his hometown, his mother fell ill again. By the time his mother fully recovered, it was already spring. As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, Mao Pijiang had the opportunity to discuss with Mrs. Su about going to Suzhou to look for Dong Xiaowan. Because the date for meeting Dong Xiaowan had passed, Mao Pijiang could not help but feel anxious.

It was already dark when Mao Pijiang arrived in Suzhou. Mao Pijiang rode his horse non-stop in the dark to find Dong Xiaowan's residence. Along the way he found out that she had been ill at home for 20 days since she returned from Hangzhou due to the death of her mother. Mao Pijiang was both surprised and delighted when he heard this. As soon as he arrived at Dong Xiaowan's door, he raised his hand and knocked on it. After knocking for a long time, no one answered. He suddenly became panicked and banged on the door with his fists.

"Who is it?" Finally, a low echo came from upstairs. Mao Pijiang quickly introduced himself.

The door slowly opened, and a woman in mourning clothes, with disheveled hair and a pale face came out. She was Xiaowan's maid Xixi. Xixi saw Mao Pijiang sobbing and was speechless for a long time. After a long while, she sighed and said, "Master Mao, you... are late."

Mao Pijiang was stunned at the moment, and immediately rushed into the door and ran upstairs, only to see the dim lights in the outer room, scattered items, and a messy medicine pot. His legs felt numb and tears streamed down his face. After entering the room and drawing aside the curtains, he saw Dong Xiaowan lying stiffly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her breathing weak, and she was already dying.

Mao Pijiang couldn't help feeling sad and he threw himself on Xiaowan and burst into tears: "Xiaowan! I have let you down. I am too late!" He cried and complained in agony.

Dong Xiaowan was walking in the icy water in a daze, when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. She opened her tired eyes slightly, and unexpectedly, the person she had been thinking about day and night was right in front of her. When Xixi saw Dong Xiaowan waking up, she quickly handed over a bowl of ginseng soup, and Mao Pijiang fed it to Dong Xiaowan mouthful by mouthful.

Dong Xiaowan was so anxious that she didn't eat or drink water for nearly twenty days because she couldn't wait for Mao Pijiang to come. Moreover, no medicine worked. At this moment, he sat up suddenly, and Mao Pijiang hurriedly told Xiaowan how he was delayed in the capital to save his father, and how he had to serve his critically ill mother in the clinic, thus breaking his promise and defaulting on his promise. After hearing his story, Xiaowan realized that the young man was not a fickle person. His late night visit also showed his deep love for her, so she rekindled her hope for Mao Pijiang.

The two of them drank the red bean porridge cooked by Xixi and talked about their endless separation. It was not until the loud bell rang from Hanshan Temple that they realized it was already daybreak.

Mao Pijiang remembered that he had agreed to go to Nanjing for the exam as agreed by Wang Tianjie, and he quickly told Dong Xiaowan about it. Xiaowan turned pale when she heard this. I didn't expect that the young master would come and go in a hurry this time. Mao Pijiang took out a pair of golden hairpins with phoenix patterns and a pair of emerald jade bracelets given by Mrs. Su, and promised to pick up Xiaowan and take her to Rugao after the autumn examination to celebrate the happy occasion.

In this case, Dong Xiaowan had no choice but to go to the ship to see them off when the ship set sail. Mao Pijiang was worried that Dong Xiaowan had just recovered from a serious illness and might not be able to bear the fatigue, so he said, "Just rest and recuperate. There's no need to see you off despite your illness..." As he said this, he actually seemed reluctant to let her go.

Xiao Wan was fully aware of the righteousness, so she said with emotion: "My lord, you must not be wavering. A real man should strive to rise to the top of the world. Even if he cannot move mountains and cross seas, he should at least leave his name behind and his voice behind. Please don't let a trivial personal relationship ruin your future?" When she said this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Mao Pijiang felt sorry for Xiaowan because of her deep love for him, but he had no choice but to promise that he would rush to Suzhou to pick her up after the autumn examination.

Ever since Dong Xiaowan said goodbye to Mao Pijiang, she wanted to stay indoors and wait for good news. But in less than half a month, Dong's father was framed and owed a large gambling debt, and the creditors came to his house every day to collect the debt. At first, Dong's father negotiated politely and promised to repay the principal and interest after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Those people forgave him and stopped pursuing him.

However, all these conspiracies and tricks were set up by Zhu Tongrui because he hated Dong Xiaowan. What he wanted was people, not money. Zhu Tongrui was worried that after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. Mao would come and destroy everything. So he sent his trusted servant to collude with a group of creditors, and they came to the house every day, cursing and swearing. No matter how you greeted them or said nice things to them, they would just keep making trouble.

Dong Xiaowan was scolded and humiliated, and was so angry that she hated herself for her short life. She wanted to commit suicide several times. Fortunately, Xixi and Shan Ma persuaded her gently and nothing happened. When Zhu Tongrui saw that threats and inducements were ineffective, he secretly planned to abduct Xiaowan into his mansion.

When Dong Xiaowan got the news, she took a risk and boarded a boat with her single mother to Nanjing at night to join Mao Pijiang. Unexpectedly, when they arrived in Jiangyin, they encountered a pirate ship again. Fortunately, Dong Xiaowan remained calm and fearless, and managed to escape danger. They were about to reach Nanjing, but a sudden strong wind blew up at Yanziji, and the waves were surging. Dong Xiaowan slipped and fell into the river. Fortunately, others helped her and she did not die in the belly of the fish, but she had already been separated from Shan Ma.

It's easy to say, but Dong Xiaowan at that time could be said to have experienced many twists and turns and hardships, and she went through a lot of hardships, like entering a tiger's mouth and escaping a wolf's den. When Dong Xiaowan came to Nanjing alone, it was the 16th year of Chongzhen. For more than a year, there was no news from Dong Xiaowan, and Mao Pijiang's searches for her were in vain. There were even rumors that Dong Xiaowan had committed suicide by jumping into the river, which made Mao Pijiang extremely heartbroken.

Fortunately, during this period Mao Pijiang met Chen Yuanyuan and received a lot of encouragement from her, which enabled Mao Pijiang to rekindle his hope for life. But as expected, things went against his wishes. Chen Yuanyuan was forcibly taken away by Tian Hongyu, and Mao Pijiang suffered another blow of losing his confidante.

When Mao Pijiang was feeling depressed, Qian Muzhai, a good friend of Sanshanmen, sent someone to deliver the amazing good news: “…

…Dong Xiaowan was staying in Qian’s house, waiting to meet Mao Pijiang… “As soon as Mao Pijiang got the news, he didn’t wait any longer and immediately rushed to Sanshan Gate.

After many twists and turns, Mao Pijiang and Dong Xiaowan finally reunited. When they met, they hugged each other and cried, telling each other about their longing for each other. Mao Pijiang of course also told Dong Xiaowan about Chen Yuanyuan's story. Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat after hearing this. She thought that if she had the same experience as Chen Yuanyuan and was also abducted by Zhu Tongrui, then with her strong personality, she would definitely not want to be humiliated and would commit suicide.

The Qian Mansion was also bustling with activity, and a banquet was held to entertain Dong Xiaowan and Mao Pijiang to celebrate their reunion. Taoye River Pavilion was decorated with lanterns and flowers, and people poured wine to thank the banquet, recited poems, talked about flowers and admired the moon in the bright light of water and moon. The whole pavilion was filled with joy. As the fourth drum sounded, all the boats on the Qinhuai River dispersed, and at Taoye Ferry, the silk pipes held their breath.

Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Rushi suggested to everyone: "Tonight is the happy day when Mr. Mao and Sister Xiaowan are reunited. How about Xiaowan sing a song for everyone to entertain them?" Everyone clapped and cheered.

Dong Xiaowan's cheeks were rosy and her face was radiant that night. She did not refuse the proposal, but danced with her beautiful voice, singing Yan Xiaoshan's famous poem "Queqiaotian": "With colorful sleeves holding the jade bell with earnest affection, I am drunk tonight with a red face. I dance under the moon in the heart of the willow-shaped building, and sing to the end of the peach blossom fan in the wind. Since we parted, I have recalled our meeting, and I have been dreaming of you several times. Tonight I can only look at the silver mirror, but I am still afraid that our meeting is just a dream." The melodious and lingering song slowly, slowly spread out on the surface of the Qinhuai River where the moon and water blended...

During the banquet, Mao Pijiang was perhaps too excited. He toasted and drank a lot, raised his glass continuously, and finally became drunk and passed out, which made everyone busy. After putting Mao Pijiang to bed and asking Dong Xiaowan to wait on him, everyone said goodbye and left. Dong Xiaowan gave Mao Pijiang sobering soup and applied hot compresses with wet towels. Only then did Mao Pijiang sober up a little and wake up slowly. Seeing Dong Xiaowan serving him tenderly, Mao Pijiang tried his best to stand up and hugged Dong Xiaowan to express his deep gratitude and love.

Mao Pijiang patted Dong Xiaowan's back gently and said tenderly: "Xiaowan, I really let you down a lot. From now on, no matter what, I will never leave you again. I want to be with you forever!"

When Dong Xiaowan heard this, she was overjoyed. She gently pushed Mao Pijiang's shoulder and asked him to lie down: "Thank you, young master! You were drunk just now, please go to bed early...ah!..." Before Dong Xiaowan finished her words, Mao Pijiang took the opportunity to lie down, hugged Dong Xiaowan and lay down with her, pressed on her, and immediately kissed Dong Xiaowan on the lips.

Dong Xiaowan also seemed to have a long-accumulated lovesickness that was about to burst out at this moment and responded enthusiastically. During the passionate kiss, Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but hold back her tears and murmured: "...Sir... Xiaowan misses you so much..."

Mao Pijiang felt like he had just sobered up, but now he was drunk again - drunk in lust. They kissed, rolled, and caressed each other passionately…soon, their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Mao Pijiang was lying on his back on the bed; Dong Xiaowan was lying on her side facing him, with her head resting on his chest, and her sleepy eyes were looking at the cock she was stroking in her hand - Mao Pijiang's huge, red-headed, erect, jade rod. Dong Xiaowan carefully recalled her first night in Suzhou, sometimes smiling sweetly, sometimes looking affectionate. Suddenly, Dong Xiaowan felt a surge of love.? It started to wriggle again, and she held the jade penis tightly with both hands and stroked it continuously.

Mao Pijiang turned his head to look at Dong Xiaowan's face, only to see that her eyes were full of spring, her neck was lowered, and she was smiling, while his penis was held in her hand and was constantly stroking it; now she was naked, her breasts were slightly moving, and a pair of purple grapes were constantly touching her chest. Dong Xiaowan's snow-white thighs were pressed against Mao Pijiang's lower body, rubbing back and forth. With the movement, the black hair under her flat belly was faintly visible, and the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became.

As Mao Pijiang's desire continued to grow, he reached out one hand to caress Dong Xiaowan's breasts, while the other hand stroked Dong Xiaowan's soft back. As Dong Xiaowan's moans became louder and louder, the twisting movements of her lower body became more and more vigorous. In the end, almost her entire vagina was like a brush, rubbing against Mao Pijiang's thighs, and the vaginal fluid that came out of her vagina also wet his thighs.

Dong Xiaowan's sexual desire seemed to reach its peak, and she suddenly turned into a crazy slut. She turned over, spread her legs, held Mao Pijiang's cock and aimed it at the entrance of her pussy. She said "Hmm!" and sat down directly. "Puff!" The cock went in completely without any obstruction.

Dong Xiaowan only felt a slight pain at the opening of her vagina, but then the comfort and fullness of the cock hitting the center of her flower immediately spread throughout her body, and she couldn't help but shiver. Dong Xiaowan then leaned forward slightly, supported herself with her hands on both sides of Mao Pijiang, slowly raised her hips, and then slowly sat down, allowing the penis to "go in and out" of her vagina.

Mao Pijiang looked at Dong Xiaowan shaking up and down awkwardly, her breasts swaying back and forth. Just by raising his head slightly, he could see the situation where their lower bodies were connected. Mao Pijiang felt so comfortable and pleasing to the eyes that he couldn't help but straighten his waist to coordinate with Dong Xiaowan's movements, and Dong Xiaowan's movements became more and more skillful and faster.

Dong Xiaowan's breasts swayed with her movements, brushing against Mao Pijiang's chest. When their skin was gently touched, they both shuddered and groaned at the same time. Dong Xiaowan's labia were flipping as the cock was constantly thrust in and out, and each time some vaginal fluid would come out, making their pubic hair all wet and shiny.

Suddenly, Dong Xiaowan gasped, straightened her body, shook her loose hair, tilted her head back, and hummed obscene words in her throat. Before Mao Pijiang understood what was going on, he felt the cock in the pussy being overwhelmed by waves of heat. His whole body was numb from the heat, his legs were straightened, his cock was shaking, and a stream of hot semen suddenly rushed out from the urethra and shot straight into the depths of Dong Xiaowan's pussy.

"Hmm!" With a soft moan full of happiness and satisfaction, Dong Xiaowan collapsed on Mao Pijiang's body again. She felt more fluid flowing out of her vagina, coupled with Mao Pijiang's cock and semen? The vagina is so full that the pleasure and climax last for a long time...

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※The next day, Mao Pijiang, Dong Xiaowan and Liu Rushi were discussing Xiaowan's procedures for becoming a good woman and repaying her debts, when they suddenly received two urgent letters. One letter was a handwritten note from Mr. Mao, saying that the emperor had graciously allowed him to retire and asked Mao Pijiang to rush to Wuhu to greet him that day. One letter was from Suzhou, saying that the creditors in Suzhou came to make trouble as soon as they heard the news that Dong Xiaowan had appeared again. Zhu Tongrui also claimed that if Dong Xiaowan did not come back to pay off his father's debt, he would burn down the Dong family. Xiaowan and Pijiang were so anxious that they were at a loss and extremely angry.

At this time, Mao Pijiang's sworn brother Liu Shijun decided to go to Suzhou with Xiaowan first and ask the Suzhou prefect to come forward and issue a notice to announce the debt repayment method to calm people's hearts; after Mao Pijiang brought his father back, he would go to Suzhou to meet Dong Xiaowan.

When the friends of Fushe, the Qin Huai sisters, saw that Dong Xiaowan was going back to Suzhou to repay her debts, they gave her jewelry and silver and tried their best to help her. Xiaowan was worried and crying at first, but she became bolder when she saw that Governor Liu and the prefect of Suzhou were coming with money to pay off the debt. So she said goodbye to Master Mao and her sisters, and went to Suzhou with the prefect Liu.

Liu Shijun arrived in Suzhou and immediately issued a notice not to announce the repayment method. Unexpectedly, this alerted the enemy, causing Zhu Tongrui to take desperate measures. On a dark and windy night, he kidnapped Dong Xiaowan and hid him.

When Liu Dashou saw Xiaowan suddenly disappeared, he anxiously met with the Suzhou prefect to look for her, and sent someone to deliver a letter to Lord Qian Muzhai, asking him to find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. Qian Muzhai and Liu Rushi rushed to Suzhou and met with the Suzhou prefect. They immediately solved the case, paid off the debt, and completed the procedures for Dong Xiaowan to become a good woman.

On December 28th of the 16th year of Chongzhen, the Mao Mansion was decorated with lanterns and candles, and the atmosphere was full of joy. At dusk, the bridegroom carried Dong Xiaowan, who was wearing wedding clothes, out of Shuihui Garden in a bridal sedan chair and took her back to Mao's home.

By the time the banquet was over and the guests left, it was already after the second drum. Mao Pijiang returned to the bridal chamber and looked at Dong Xiaowan, who was as beautiful as a flower in front of the dressing table under the candlelight, and smiled? She chanted in a low voice, "Yesterday and tonight are very different. The new one looks better than the old one. Two flying swallows in the jadeite jewel, two hearts on the mandarin duck pillow."

Seeing this, Dong Xiaowan also smiled and chanted: "I am happy to be known in Meixiang Tower. I want to know you in my dreams. We met drunkenly and got married. After the disaster, we survived and had a predestined relationship."

After reciting the poem, the two looked at each other and smiled. Of course...

After that, Dong Xiaowan went to the house every morning to help Su Yuanfang with some housework. In the afternoon, I went to Shuihui Garden to accompany the young master, playing the tung zither, tasting fragrant tea, practicing calligraphy and painting, and discussing poetry.

Is she being nice to her parents-in-law? He was very respectful to Mao Pijiang, and he got along very well with Mrs. Su.

Within a few months, everyone in the Mao family was happy.

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On March 19, the 17th year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng's army attacked Beijing and Emperor Chongzhen was hanged on Coal Hill. In May, Prince Fu ascended the throne and changed the next year to the first year of Hongguang. Because Wu Sangui opened Guanyi and surrendered to the Qing, the Qing troops took advantage of the situation and marched in, breaking through cities and capturing passes along the way, like the wind sweeping away the remaining clouds.

In May of the eighteenth year of Chongzhen, Yangzhou and Nanjing were successively captured by Qing troops. "The Tongshan Mountain collapsed in the west, and the Luotong Mountain collapsed in the east." The people in Rugao City were in a panic, and nine out of ten houses fled immediately. Mao Pijiang was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly discussed the matter with Dong Xiaowan. Xiao Wan said, "When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? I think, of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. Now we can only avoid the limelight and hide temporarily." So she and her family went to Chen Zeliang, the salt official.

When we arrived at Yanguan City, we learned that Chen Zeliang and his family had moved away a few days ago to avoid the chaos. Mao Pijiang and his family were in a foreign land, unfamiliar with the people and the place, and had no relatives to turn to. Mao Pijiang fell into the water on the way and developed a fever.

A few days later, Mao Pijiang fell ill. He suffered from chills, fever, vomiting and diarrhea. Dong Xiaowan and Su Yuanfang asked people to pawn their jewelry in exchange for medicine for Mao Pijiang. With Xiaowan's careful care, his condition improved day by day. Dong Xiaowan's face was as yellow as wax, her body was as dry as wood, her eyes were red, and her fingers were parched. Her mother-in-law and Yuan Fang wanted to replace her several times, but she refused, saying, "I can do my best to serve the young master, which is a blessing for the whole family. If the young master can be cured, even if I die of the disease, I will still be alive."

At this time, Rugao City was peaceful and stable. Mao Pijiang, following his father's instructions, hired a small boat and took his family back to Rugao quietly, ending their nearly ten months of wandering life.

After Mao Pijiang and Dong Xiaowan returned to Rugao, they refused to see their relatives and friends and stayed at home all day. At this time, the old Ming officials such as Wu Sangui and Hong Chengchou had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and Donglin Fushe figures such as Qian Muzhai and Hou Chaozong also successively attached themselves to the new court. Mao Pijiang, however, retired from the entertainment industry, lived a secluded life, and vowed not to take up an official position. He spent all day feasting and traveling with Dong Xiaowan.

In the eighth year of Shunzhi, Dong Xiaowan, a romantic and extraordinary woman in Qinhuai, died of overwork and illness at the age of 27.

In order to mourn Xiaowan, Mao Pijiang wrote the book "Yingmei An Yihua", which is a short account of Dong Xiaowan's life, a moving, touching and lamentable book. The film depicts Dong Xiaowan's passionate feelings, strong will, noble moral principles and extraordinary talent in a profound and moving way. When Mao Pijiang was 82 years old, he was still thinking about Dong Xiaowan and wrote a seven-character poem on a scroll: New ice silk? The lotus silk dress, a song at the banquet and a toast.

I once sang "Yangguan" and shed tears of farewell, and felt lonely when returning to Suzhou.
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