Happy Zen (rape and abuse adult novel)

Title: Joyful Zen

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Table of contents

Chapter 1: A love-struck scholar takes shelter from the rain and meets a beautiful nun

The second chapter is about a nun who disguises herself and shaves her head to become a nun

Chapter 3: The happy Zen scholar gets his wish

Chapter 4: The lover is being prostituted and seeing the humiliation, he becomes jealous

Chapter 5: Miao Xiang uses a trick to save her lover

Chapter 6: A Crazy Man and a Resentful Woman Meet by Chance and Finally Get Married

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Chapter 1: A love-struck scholar takes shelter from the rain and meets a beautiful nun

The sky is dark, the rain is pouring down, the clouds are dark and low, and the sun and moon are dim!

The ruthless lightning cut through the dark sky, and with a deafening thunder, it struck a large green pine on the top of Mount Tai.

The big green pine suddenly burst into flames, still burning rapidly in the heavy rain, and then with a "crash", the entire tree collapsed, broke into two pieces, and rolled down the hillside with a "rumble" and rolled into the abyss...

Mount Tai, the first of the Five Great Mountains, was full of tourists an hour ago, but in the blink of an eye, it became an empty mountain with no human figure.

Such sudden thunderstorms often occur on Mount Tai.

This thunderstorm that occurred at the end of the Ming Dynasty was just an ordinary thunderstorm and nothing surprising.

No one expected that this thunderstorm would lead to the most thrilling, bizarre, erotic and touching legend in the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that on the day of the thunderstorm, among the many ladies who were hiking in the mountains, there was a scholar named Wu.

He was originally from Jiangnan, and had just failed the imperial examination. He was feeling depressed, so his family advised him to go out and travel, to relax and relieve his boredom.

It just so happened that he had a relative who worked as a legal advisor in the Tai'an County government office. Wu Xiucai decided to take this opportunity to visit Mount Tai, which he had longed to visit. So he packed his bags and went to Tai'an County to find his relative.

This relative was an official after all, so he arranged for him to climb the mountain.

Mount Tai is known as the No. 1 mountain in the world, with thousands of stone steps towering into the clouds. Climbing up Mount Tai is too difficult even for a young and strong man. Mr. Wu is just a scholar who has been studying hard in a private school since he was young. He is lazy, has a pale face, slender fingers, and speaks in a shrill voice. At first glance, he looks just like a girl. If you ask him to climb Mount Tai, he will probably fall down after only a few steps.

Therefore, the relatives arranged for Wu Xiucai to go up the mountain in a "basket sedan chair".

This kind of "basket sedan" was a tool used by ancient people to climb mountains. It was actually a bamboo bag carried by two people. It was round in the middle and a little concave, with bedding spread in the middle. It was very comfortable to sit or lie on.

Wu Xiucai got on the "basket sedan chair" and arrived at the South Gate of Heaven easily. He rewarded the two porters and then happily traveled around the mountain.

As I walked, I unknowingly came to a temple. I looked up and saw a plaque hanging on it with three large characters written on it: "Dou Mu Palace".

Doumu Palace is a palace built along the hillside. The buildings are uneven, like a wild goose spreading its wings, majestic and magnificent.

Wu Xiucai pushed the door open and entered. He saw the deep palace and solemn Buddhist hall, all in the mist. He was shaking his head and reciting poems when suddenly an old nun with wrinkles on her face came towards him and bowed to him with clasped hands: "Donor, why don't you go to the back hall to have some tea and rest?"

When Mr. Wu saw the nun, he couldn't help but exclaim "Pooh!" Pooh! ' and ran away.

It turned out that before he went for the exam this time, he happened to meet a nun and ended up failing the exam.

Mr. Wu attributed his failure to "meeting a nun and getting bad luck."

Now when I visit Mount Tai, I encounter nuns again. I am so unlucky.

Wu Xiucai quickly escaped from the "Dou Mu Palace" and went to other mountains to play.

The weather was clear and the air was fresh. Mr. Wu was so happy enjoying the green mountains and clear waters that he didn't want to leave.

Unexpectedly, the weather was unpredictable. In a blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered, strong winds blew, and then the sky changed. It started to rain heavily, with thunder and lightning...

Mr. Wu had never seen such horrible weather in his life. He was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to find a place to shelter from the rain.

At this time, all the tourists on the mountain were like drowned rats, rolling and crawling, running around, pushing and shoving, crying and shouting, scrambling to avoid...

When Wu Xiucai looked around, he realized that he was in trouble. He had walked to an isolated mountain peak and there was no temple around to take shelter from the rain. He cried out in pain and fled in panic. Suddenly, he saw several huge rocks leaning against each other, forming a cave that was just big enough to accommodate several people.

He was overjoyed and ran forward quickly, standing in a corner of the cave. The ground was damp and he couldn't sit, so he had to stand, sighing at his bad luck for encountering such horrible weather.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there seemed no sign of it stopping.

Mr. Wu's feet were sore from standing so long, and his thin clothes could not keep out the strong mountain wind. He felt cold all over, frozen and hungry, and could not help shivering.

“Ugh…”

A woman's cry was faintly heard from the wind and rain. When Wu Xiucai looked carefully, he saw rolling dark clouds, heavy rain pouring down, and everything in front of him was a hazy chaos.

In the confusion, I could vaguely see a woman's figure, covering her head with her sleeves, staggering and standing unsteadily. It seemed that she was also a woman hiking in the mountains. She was frightened by the storm and could not find shelter for a while, so she couldn't help crying.

Wu Xiucai is a scholar, so it is natural for him to have compassion.

He knew that on this isolated mountain, there were no temples or houses to shelter from the rain. The only place to shelter from the rain was the cave where he was standing. Perhaps because the wind and rain were too strong, the woman failed to find it.

"Young lady," Wu Xiucai could not help but shout, "Please come over here. There is a cave where you can take shelter from the rain!"

He shouted twice, and then he saw the figure covering his head with his sleeves, running towards the cave following the sound.

"Thanks to my husband for his advice." The woman entered the cave, panting, and thanked Mr. Wu.

As she spoke, she lowered the sleeves that covered her head.

"How bitter!" Wu Xiucai was stunned and groaned in his heart.

The woman had a bald head like a gourd, and was wearing a gray monk's robe...another nun.

"Thank you, sir. I would like to thank you."

When the nun saw that Mr. Wu didn't say anything, she thanked him again very politely.

Wu Xiucai was also a well-mannered scholar. Although he hated nuns, he could not be too arrogant since they were so polite. So he bowed modestly and said, "My name is Wu Xiucai..."

He said half a sentence when he suddenly choked and could not continue. His eyes were fixed on the nun and could not move away.

It turned out that the nun had been in the heavy rain for a long time, and her monk's robe was wet and stuck tightly to her body, just like a tights, very close-fitting, making the nun's body contours more prominent, making the fat parts appear fatter and the thin parts appear thinner.

The nun's breasts, which were usually covered by her wide robe and were almost invisible, were now bunched up by her wet clothes, revealing two plump peaches that were delicately protruding and trembling...

Wu Xiucai stared straight at the scene until his eyes almost popped out, his tongue no longer obeying his brain's command: "Young lady... no, Master, may I ask your name... no, may I ask your Dharma name?"

When the nun saw how stupid he was, she couldn't help but smile with her hands covering her mouth.

"Little Buddhist nun, name is Miao Xiang."

"Wonderful fragrance?" Wu Xiucai, a bookworm, got angry, shaking his head and chanting: "It is indeed wonderful where it is wonderful, and even more fragrant where it is fragrant. Please tell me where is the master's temple?"

"It's the Doumu Palace here."

Doumu Palace? Mr. Wu thought that just now he entered the nunnery, but met an ugly old nun. However, in this stone cave in the desolate mountain, he unexpectedly saw the beautiful Miaoxiang. Wasn't it destined?

At this time, he looked at Miao Xiang carefully and saw that she had a pretty face, delicate and fair. Although she was not wearing any makeup, there was a thin layer of blush on her face, like the light of the morning sun.

The little lips smiled mischievously, revealing the tiny teeth, enough to make people stunned...

Wu Xiucai only felt his hunger, and the coldness suddenly disappeared. A stream of hot blood rushed rapidly throughout his body...

"Dang..." A bell sound came from afar.

The little nun's face suddenly turned pale!

"The bell in the nunnery has rung to summon me. I will take my leave now."

Wu Xiucai stuck his head out of the cave and saw that it was windy and rainy.

"You are stupid." Wu Xiucai held Miao Xiang back and said, "In this weather, why don't we wait a little longer..."

"No," Miao Xiang trembled slightly, "According to the rules of the nunnery, if you don't come to gather after the bell rings three times, you will be severely punished!"

Mr. Wu never expected that he would have to break up with the beautiful woman right after meeting her. He felt really bad.

"Can I...can I..." Wu Xiucai stammered, "...go to the Doumu Palace to find you?"

Miao Xiang was shocked and stared at Wu Xiucai. Her face immediately darkened: "In a nunnery, a pure place of Buddhism, how can a man be so presumptuous!"

After she said that, she ran out of the cave and soon disappeared in the wind and rain.

Wu Xiucai stared at Miao Xiang blankly, his heart in turmoil. At a glance, Miao Xiang had already occupied his heart, and he felt a shock he had never felt before.

What provincial and county examinations, what number one in the imperial examinations, they are all bullshit to him now!

"Woman, I must get the wonderful fragrance!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Miao Xiang could no longer be seen. Only the towering Doumu Palace in the distance was hazy in the wind and rain, like a gloomy castle.

Miao Xiang lived in the nunnery, which was an important Buddhist place and also a nunnery. Men were not allowed to go in to visit, nor did they have the opportunity to get close to the nuns, let alone win her heart.

"Is there any way to enter Doumu Palace and stay with Miaoxiang for a long time?"

"Is there any way to avoid the surveillance of other nuns, have a heart-to-heart talk with Miao Xiang, and launch a love offensive?"

Wu Xiucai thought hard and the more he thought, the more he lost confidence.

Miao Xiang is not an ordinary woman. Ordinary women will have dreams of love and fall in love with a man at first sight.

But Miao Xiang is a nun, a Buddhist disciple who has seen through the world and has a calm mind. Even if I could meet her, how could I impress her?

What's more, he and Miao Xiang had only met briefly and had no friendship at all. It was very likely that Miao Xiang had even forgotten his name.

In the distance, the bells of Doumu Palace rang again, shaking his heart...

Wu Xiucai thought of the strict discipline of Doumu Palace, the horrified look on Miaoxiang's face when she heard the bell, and Miaoxiang's righteous teaching: "In a nunnery, a pure place of Buddhism, how can a man be so unbridled?"

He was at a loss and walked out of the cave involuntarily.

The wind and rain were still raging, but Mr. Wu was not completely unaware and walked down the mountain step by step.

More than half a month later, one day, the weather was fine and the red gate of Doumu Palace was open. Devotees and ladies who came to burn incense and ladies who came to travel and enjoy the scenery were flowing in and out of the gate like a tide, seemingly never stopping.

A young country girl, wearing a pink dress, with her hair in a low bun, and her face lightly made up, looks delicate and fair, like a lotus flower in the reflection. When she walks, her waist sways, light and graceful, like the tender branches of a willow swaying in the wind.

The little village girl followed the crowd of pilgrims into the gate of Doumu Palace. She first came to the main hall to pay homage to the statue of Guanyin Buddha. She bowed deeply, then twisted her waist, walked through the main hall, entered a long daytime corridor, and walked to the back.

At the end of the daylight corridor was a high white wall with a big door in the middle, but it was tightly closed.

Visitors would not go any further here, but the little village girl gently pushed open the gate and stepped in.

Behind the door is a lush green meadow, and in the distance you can see a row of exquisite temples.

The little village girl was about to move forward when suddenly an old nun stood in front of her and saluted her with her hands folded.

"Donor, behind this round gate is where the monks and nuns of our temple practice. Outsiders are not allowed to visit. Please leave immediately."

Unexpectedly, the village girl suddenly knelt down in front of the old nun and started crying: "My name is Liugu. Because my husband died young and my parents-in-law bullied me in every way, I am willing to shave my head and become a nun and convert to Buddhism."

Liu Gu cried sadly. The old nun could not help but sigh and said, "In that case, you should get up and follow me to see the abbot."

After the old nun finished speaking, she turned and walked inside, and Liu Gu followed her with her head lowered.

Liu Gu kept sobbing, but her eyes were shining with joy.

It turns out that this Liu Gu was actually Wu Xiucai in disguise!

This was a brilliant plan he found after much thought: the only way to get close to Miao Xiang was to become a nun, and the only way to become a nun was to become a woman first.

So, during the past half month, Wu Xiucai secretly bought women's clothes, hid in the inn, and practiced the way women speak and walk. Fortunately, he was handsome, had been reading for many years, and was not exposed to the sun, so his skin was delicate and fair. After putting on clothes and makeup, he looked like a pretty little country girl at first glance.

The old nun took Liu Gu to a living room and pointed at a chair and said, "Rest here first. I will report to the abbot."

The old nun pushed open the side door and walked in. When "Liu Gu" Wu Xiucai saw that his brilliant plan was about to come true, his heart began to pound. He looked up and around, and found that outside the big window, there were a few little nuns sticking to the window, secretly looking at him, whispering, and then laughing.

Mr. Wu was very nervous and didn't dare to move.

After a while, the side door opened and the person who came in was not the old nun, but Miao Xiang! She held a plate with teacups and a teapot on it.

Miao Xiang walked to Wu Xiucai and poured tea for him.

When Wu Xiucai saw that it was Miao Xiang, his heart started pounding and he stared at her blankly.

Miao Xiang was pouring tea when she suddenly said in a low and urgent voice, "Run away quickly! The old nun's razor is not here to cut your hair, but to take your life!"

Mr. Wu was shocked and was about to ask her for clarification, but when he turned around, he saw the old nun walking towards him with a fierce look in her eyes.

She held a razor in her hand, extremely sharp...

If you want to know what happened to Mr. Wu, please wait for the next chapter.

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The second chapter is about a nun who disguises herself and shaves her head to become a nun

The razor, shining, sharp, merciless...

When Mr. Wu saw the old nun walking towards him step by step with a razor in her hand, his heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out.

Why did Miao Xiang issue a warning? Could it be that this old nun was really going to commit murder?

The old nun was getting closer and closer, and Wu Xiucai couldn't help but tremble. He almost couldn't help jumping up and running out.

However, his mind reminded him: "If you run away like this, you will never see Miao Xiang again!"

"Why would the old nun kill me?" Wu Xiucai thought quickly in his mind: "Did she see that I was a man dressed as a woman? No, even if that was the case, she would just warn me and drive me out of the nunnery. It's impossible for her to kill me!"

When Wu Xiucai thought of this, he felt a little relieved, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes met Miao Xiang again.

Miao Xiang's big black eyes revealed concern, pain and tension.

"No, Miao Xiang wouldn't lie." Wu Xiucai's heart rose to his throat again: "Could it be that Miao Xiang has recognized me and is here to warn me?"

Just as Mr. Wu was daydreaming, the old nun holding a razor had already walked up to him.

The old nun stared at Wu Xiucai coldly and said, "Female donor, I have just reported to the abbot. The abbot is compassionate and has agreed to accept you as a nun in this nunnery. But before you shave your head, I will give you some time to think about it. Once you become a nun, you will be bound by the rules of this temple. The temple rules are strict. Please think carefully and don't act on impulse..."

The old nun's words completely dispelled Mr. Wu's doubts.

"This old nun is so polite and considerate, what murder? It's a joke!"

By this time, Wu Xiucai had already concluded that Miao Xiang must have recognized him and didn't want him to come to the temple to bother her, so she deliberately made alarmist remarks in an attempt to scare him away.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiucai became more determined to pursue Miaoxiang.

So, he imitated the woman's posture, bowed gently, and said in a raised voice: "My heart is as calm as water. I am determined to convert to Buddhism. I beg the master to help me."

After hearing this, the old nun nodded and said, "It's rare that you have such ambition. Okay, come forward and kneel down!"

Wu Xiucai twisted her hips and walked gracefully to a cushion in front of the Buddha statue and knelt down.

The old nun came to him with a razor in hand, grabbed his long hair with one hand, and slowly picked up the razor with the other hand...

At this time, bells and drums rang in the main hall, and the nuns who were watching on the side put their hands together and chanted scriptures.

Wu Xiucai secretly turned his head and took a glance, only to see Miao Xiang with her eyes closed, her face pale, and she was also mumbling scriptures...

In a small and clean room, outside the paper window, there is a bright moon and a few sparse stars.

The scalp is newly shaved and smooth.

Wu Xiucai leaned against the window, looking at the moonlight outside, and couldn't help stroking his bald head with his hand.

Everything went so smoothly that he had become a nun in Doumu Palace.

The life-threatening situation and the murder suspicion were all false alarms. No one noticed that he was a man.

"The problem now is..." Wu Xiucai looked at the moonlight outside the window and wondered in his heart, how can he get close to Miao Xiang?

The door of the wooden house opened with a "yeah" sound, and a little nun walked in.

Wu Xiucai turned around and saw that it was indeed Miao Xiang!

He was surprised and happy, staring blankly at his sweetheart.

"Could it be that she is here to have a secret meeting with me?" Wu Xiucai was overjoyed.

Miao Xiang looked at him, clasped her hands together and bowed: "Miao Lian."

Wu Xiucai didn't know what she was talking about for a moment, nor did he know how to answer. His eyes were like nails, staring at Miao Xiang's chest.

The breasts were covered by a rough monk's robe, and the outline of her chest was almost invisible. However, Wu Xiucai looked at them greedily, and the heavy rain on Mount Tai appeared in his mind again. The wet monk's robe clung to her body, and the outline of her breasts was doubly prominent...

"Junior Sister Miao Lian?" Miao Xiang was puzzled when she saw Wu Xiucai's silly look, so she had to call him softly again.

At this moment, Mr. Wu suddenly came to his senses and remembered that when he was ordained in the afternoon, the old nun had given him a Buddhist name, Miaolian.

"Are you calling me?" Wu Xiucai smiled and said, "I... am not used to this name yet."

"It's okay." Miao Xiang suddenly sighed softly: "Soon, you will get used to it."

Wu Xiucai looked at Miao Xiang's expression, and his doubts increased: "Did Miao Xiang recognize him?"

"Miao Xiang" Wu Xiucai couldn't help it anymore, so he called her softly.

Miao Xiang's big watery eyes sparkled with surprise: "How do you know my name?"

"We have met before..."

"Really? Where is it?" Miao Xiang's face showed curiosity.

Wu Xiucai could not help but feel a little disappointed. It seemed that Miao Xiang did not recognize him. She had long forgotten the thunderstorm, the cave, and the scholar...

"Oh..." Wu Xiucai hurriedly made up an excuse: "Half a year ago, I came to Doumu Palace to burn incense and saw you with several other nuns. Someone called your Dharma name, and I remembered it..."

"You have a really good memory." Miao Xiang smiled.

"That's right," Wu Xiucai walked to Miao Xiang, gently supported her shoulders and said, "I still remember that before I shaved my head, you secretly warned me that the old nun's razor was not here to shave my hair, but to take my life!"

When Miao Xiang heard this, she couldn't help but shudder all over. She stepped back slightly and reached out to take the hand that was resting on her shoulder.

Wu Xiucai kept a smile on his face and walked to Miao Xiang again, staring at her: "But the razor is for shaving my hair, and no one is here to take my life. I don't understand why you want to deceive me like this?"

Miao Xiang's face was as white as a piece of paper, her lips trembled constantly, she stared at Wu Xiucai, her eyes were full of pity and pain...

"Do you want to understand?"

Mr. Wu nodded slowly.

Miao Xiang walked up to him sympathetically and said, "If you want to figure it out, come with me."

After saying that, Miao Xiang turned around and walked towards the door.

Wu Xiucai stared at her back for a moment, then ran out.

There was no one in the long corridor. The moon was hanging high in the sky, and the entire Doumu Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of silver.

Miao Xiang walked slowly along the corridor without even turning her head, and Wu Xiucai followed closely behind her.

The night wind blew the Wutong tree beside the corridor, making a rustling sound.

Wu Xiucai shuddered all over. The Doumu Palace in the dark was indeed very different from the prosperous incense-filled temple during the day. It was filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere...

The corridor twisted and turned, Miao Xiang said nothing, just led the way. Not long after walking, she stopped in front of a rockery, reached out and pressed a red stone on the rockery. Suddenly, the rockery made a "boom..." sound, and the rock that was originally seamless actually moved away, revealing a small hole. Wu Xiucai just stared in amazement.

"Follow me!"

Miao Xiang spoke in a low voice and led the way into the cave again.

Wu Xiucai quickly followed him in and looked around. It turned out that there was a stone staircase in the cave that went deep into the ground, and there was a large secret room underneath.

There was a small copper window on the ceiling of the secret room. Miao Xiang led Wu Xiucai to the copper window and signaled him to peek.

Wu Xiucai put his head close to the window and took a look. He was immediately frightened out of his wits.

In the secret room, there were several nuns sitting, their bodies locked in iron chains, all of them had dishevelled hair and were extremely skinny.

In front of them was a pile of medicinal herbs. Some of them were pounding them with stone pestles, while others were cutting them with knives. They were very busy.

In the middle of the secret room, there is a large stone mill. A middle-aged nun is pushing the mill with great effort, grinding medicinal herbs...

"These are the nuns who don't follow the temple rules." Miao Xiang whispered in Wu Xiucai's ear, "The temple rules of Doumu Palace are strict. If anyone dares to violate them, they will be caught in this secret room and punished to do hard labor..."

Wu Xiucai was a scholar and was usually timid. When he saw this terrifying secret room, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"How long have they been held captive?"

"Some have just been imprisoned, while others have been imprisoned for a long time. Do you see the middle-aged man pushing the millstone? He has been imprisoned for 20 years."

Wu Xiucai's legs couldn't help but tremble: "What serious crime did she commit?"

"Him?" Miao Xiang sighed, "He is a man, because..." Miao Xiang looked at the prisoner under the bronze window with sympathy, "He was obsessed with a nun in our temple, pretended to be a woman to enter the temple, and attempted to molest her. Later, he was discovered and thrown into a secret room, and has not seen the light of day for 20 years..."

Miao Xiang only spoke in a low voice, but it sounded like a thunderclap in Wu Xiucai's ears!

If someone finds out that I’m a man, the consequence would be worse than death! Mr. Wu's teeth could not help but chatter, his legs went limp, and all the blood in his body seemed to disappear at once.

"Thank you..." Wu Xiucai was so frightened that his tongue became stiff: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister."

"You don't have to thank me." Miao Xiang didn't even smile: "I didn't bring you here secretly, but the abbot of this temple ordered me to bring you here."

"Oh?" Wu Xiucai asked timidly, "Why does the host want to..."

"The abbot asked me to tell you," Miao Xiang stared at me with deep eyes, "Now, you are already a nun. If you don't follow the temple rules, you will be like these people, imprisoned in a secret room and do hard labor..."

"I will obey!" Wu Xiucai hastily declared: "I will obey it honestly!"

"As a nun, you have to meditate, you know?"

"I know," Wu Xiucai nodded vigorously, "I will definitely practice Zen, but... I don't understand."

"The abbot wants me to come here to take you to watch other sisters meditate. Once you learn, you can meditate on your own."

"Yes, yes," Wu Xiucai almost didn't dare to breathe: "Excuse me, Sister Miaoxiang, what kind of Zen will I learn later?"

Miao Xiang stared at him for a long time before slowly answering, "Joyful Zen."

Where exactly is the place where nuns meditate?

Buddhist temple, purification room, altar?

Wu Xiucai followed Miao Xiang all the way, guessing what was going on. When Miao Xiang stopped in a garden, he realized that he had guessed completely wrong.

In the middle of the garden, there is an exquisite little pavilion. In the middle of the pavilion, there are two young nuns sitting cross-legged on a cushion, chanting scriptures with their eyes closed.

Miao Xiang looked at Wu Xiucai, her face suddenly flushed for some reason, and she whispered, "You can just sit under the pavilion and watch how they meditate."

After Miao Xiang finished speaking, she walked away like a gust of wind. Mr. Wu picked a big rock in the garden and sat down, staring at the pavilion intently.

After the two nuns finished chanting, they reached out to unbutton their robes. Wu Xiucai was afraid that he would miss a move and be severely punished for not meditating properly, so he watched them intently.

The two nuns stood up from their cushions, and the two robes slipped off their bodies and fell to the ground...

Mr. Wu could hardly hold back from shouting out.

The two nuns in the pavilion were completely naked!

Wu Xiucai was stunned. He saw two nuns facing each other naked, slowly walking together, then reaching out their hands, holding each other's breasts, and slowly kneading, pinching, and rubbing them...

Before long, a thousand red flowers blossomed on the faces of the two little nuns. They still had their eyes closed and slowly put their heads together, with their two red little lips pressed tightly together for a long time.

The hands that were originally holding the breasts now moved to each other's backs, caressing the smooth backs and scratching the round and pointed buttocks. Soon, the two little nuns were emitting waves of ecstasy moans from their noses...

This moan reached Wu Xiucai's ears, penetrated his heart, and pierced his lower abdomen, arousing the burning desire in his body...

In the pavilion, a little nun seemed to be so aroused that she couldn't control herself: "Sister, I can't help it... Good sister, save me..."

The little nun's whole body went limp and she slowly lay on the ground.

The other nun laughed lewdly and actually rode on it like a man.

Two white, tender and smooth female bodies were coiled together tightly like two big white snakes.

Wu Xiucai sat on a big rock, his eyes almost popping out of his head. His crotch kept swelling, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"It hurts..." the little nun below moaned, "Fuck...Fuck..."

The nun on top reached out from the railing of the pavilion, took a cucumber, spit some saliva on it, and then spread the nun's legs apart...

"Ah!...Ah...Harder!...Deeper..."

Wu Xiucai felt that his eyes were blurry and his whole body seemed to be exploding. He was about to go crazy. At this moment, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Miao Lian," the old nun had stood behind him without him noticing, and said icily, "Now it's your turn to meditate!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which scared Wu Xiucai to his core: if he went to meditate, his identity as a man would be exposed; if he did not meditate, it would be a violation of the temple rules, and both of them would be sent to the secret room to do hard labor! what to do?

To know what happens next, please stay tuned for the next episode.

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Chapter 3: The happy Zen scholar gets his wish

It is said that Wu Xiucai was watching two nuns practicing "joyful meditation" in the garden. When he was distracted, he heard a cold voice: "Miao Lian, it's your turn to meditate!"

When Mr. Wu looked back, he saw that it was the old nun standing behind him, looking at him with a cold face.

Mr. Wu secretly groaned in his heart. If he went up to meditate, he would have to be naked and his identity as a man would be exposed.

"In the dungeon, the man who pretended to be a nun was imprisoned for twenty years," Wu Xiucai trembled all over, "If I were like him..."

"What?" The old nun suddenly frowned. "You want to disobey the temple rules? Miao Xiang just took you to visit the dungeon. Those nuns who were doing hard labor all disobeyed the temple rules and were thrown into the dungeon by me. Do you want to try what it's like?"

"No, no..." Wu Xiucai was so scared that his face turned pale.

"Go up! Take off all your clothes!" the old nun said sternly.

Mr. Wu was terrified and at a loss. He almost wanted to kneel down in front of the old nun and beg for her forgiveness.

"Uncle Master." A clear and pleasant voice made Wu Xiucai breathe a sigh of relief.

He was very familiar with this sound.

He looked up and saw Miao Xiang standing beside the old nun and bowing.

"Master," Miao Xiang lowered her head and whispered softly, "Thinking about this Junior Sister Miao Lian, she just entered the temple to be ordained, and immediately asked her to take off her clothes and meditate in public, she must be very embarrassed for a while..."

The old nun thought about it and nodded slowly, "Well, Miao Xiang is right. How about this? You take Miao Lian to the Zen room to meditate and you can guide her."

"yes."

After the old nun said this, she turned and left.

Mr. Wu stared at Miao Xiang blankly.

The fear and panic just now disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, and was replaced by ecstasy.

"Miao Xiang wants to study Zen with me!" Wu Xiucai was so happy that he almost jumped up: "I was just having trouble seducing her, but I didn't expect her to come to me and offer herself to me..."

"Junior Sister Miaolian, please come with me."

Miao Xiang walked up to Wu Xiucai and spoke expressionlessly, then turned around and led the way, leaving the garden.

Wu Xiucai followed behind Miao Xiang, staring at her back.

Although Miao Xiang's body was covered by a coarse monk's robe, Wu Xiucai could not help but fantasize: "When Miao Xiang and I practice 'Joyful Zen' later, she will take off all her clothes and let me touch her..."

The corridors in Doumu Palace were like a maze. Wu Xiucai followed Miao Xiang and became dizzy before finally arriving at a quiet Zen room.

Miao Xiang took out the key, opened the copper lock on the door, and pulled Wu Xiucai into the room.

The room was pitch black, and Wu Xiucai could not see clearly even with his eyes wide open.

Miao Xiang lit an oil lamp with a flint, and Wu Xiucai could see clearly that there was only a bed in the Zen room.

Miao Xiang placed the oil lamp on a wooden stand in the corner, then walked up to Wu Xiucai and sighed slightly: "I know it's hard for you to accept it, but there's no other way, just take off your clothes."

Miao Xiang said this as she reached out to take off her monk's robe. Wu Xiucai's heart was pounding.

I thought to myself, "Soon, I will see her naked body."

Miao Xiang took off his monk's robe and wore a thin sweatshirt and a pair of shorts underneath.

She acted as if nothing had happened, and reached out to take off her sweatshirt again...

Two white snow pears suddenly jumped out from under the clothes and trembled on Miao Xiang's chest...

Wu Xiucai stared at the two snow pears greedily, his eyes almost bursting with fire. He wanted to reach out and pick the plump fruits, hold them in his mouth, and taste them slowly...

Miao Xiang didn't notice Wu Xiucai's strange expression at all. She bent down and reached out to untie the waistband of her shorts...

Wu Xiucai opened his eyes so wide that they almost popped out of his head. His breathing became rapid:

"Once you take off your shorts, Miu Xiang's most important part will be exposed in front of me without any cover!"

Miao Xiang loosened the waistband of her shorts, and the shorts automatically slid down her big legs...

A mass of dark, furry mountain grass hangs down, covering the snow-white cliffs and covering the cave under the cliffs. The entrance of the cave is bright red, and the spring water is moist, crystal clear, and extremely mysterious...

Wu Xiucai only felt that there was a heat in his body, which kept expanding and expanding, and it was very uncomfortable...

Miao Xiang didn't even raise her head or look at Wu Xiucai. She climbed onto the bed and lay down. She put her hands on her head and stared blankly at the skylight with her eyes open, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she suddenly spoke:

"Miao Lian, I won't look at you, so as not to embarrass you. Just take off your clothes yourself."

"Hey, thank you, Senior Sister."

As Wu Xiucai answered, he reached out to take off his monk's robe, and couldn't help laughing in his heart...

"It went so smoothly! I didn't expect that my adventure would be so smooth and safe. No one found out that I'm a man. Now even Miao Xiang is lying naked on the bed voluntarily, waiting for me to meditate on 'Joy Zen'. She didn't even watch me take off my clothes. God is really helping me!"

Wu Xiucai deliberately turned his body towards the wall and hurriedly took off all his clothes. Then he secretly glanced at Miao Xiang, and seeing that she didn't care at all and was still looking at the skylight, he jumped onto the bed with a "whoosh" and got under the quilt like lightning.

Wu Xiucai lay beside Miao Xiang, but did not dare to touch her skin.

Miao Xiang also seemed to be unconscious and did not move at all, not showing any sign of "joyful Zen" at all.

Wu Xiucai was a little puzzled: "Sister Miaoxiang, we don't need to do 'Joy Zen' anymore?"

Miao Xiang turned around and looked at the scholar, with sympathy in her bright eyes: "Miao Lian, I understand. It's embarrassing for you, a woman, to do this. Let's just lie there. If the old nun doesn't come, we won't have to do it."

"The old nun will come to see?" Wu Xiucai was surprised.

Miao Xiang pointed to the skylight and said, "There is another shrine above. If the old nun comes here, she will use this skylight to monitor whether the nun is really doing 'Joyful Zen'."

After hearing this, Mr. Wu couldn't help but glance at the skylight.

The skylight was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

Mr. Wu couldn't help but shiver.

"By the way, Sister Miao Xiang, before I was ordained, you secretly warned me that the old nun's razor was going to take my life. What did you mean by that?"

Miao Xiang stared at Wu Xiucai, her face was gloomy and almost bloodless, her lips were trembling slightly, and she was about to say something...

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of footsteps coming from the skylight. Miao Xiang's face changed drastically: "The old nun is here! Hurry up and start doing 'Joyful Zen'!"

Miao Xiang hurriedly lifted the quilt, revealing two naked bodies. Wu Xiucai hurriedly turned over and turned his buttocks to the sky.

"Miao Lian, you have to pretend to be intoxicated..." Miao Xiang nervously whispered: "Lie down, I will serve you, but you have to moan..."

"No, Sister Miao Xiang, lie down and I will serve you!"

After Wu Xiucai finished speaking, he leaned his head against Miao Xiang's snow-white chest, opened his mouth, took the plump pear in his mouth, and began to lick it with relish.

The old nun was peeping through the skylight. Looking down, she could only see Mr. Wu's white flesh and buttocks.

Wu Xiucai's tongue kept teasing her, and he soon felt that the pear in his mouth quickly grew bigger and gradually became very hard...

Wu Xiucai's palm, like a long snake, slowly crawled down along the white and slippery cliff, drilled into the black and thick weeds, and wandered wantonly...

Sometimes, it rubbed playfully at the entrance of the hole, and sometimes, it quietly put its head into the hole, teasing the spring flowing in the flesh hole...

Miao Xiang's limbs were limp. It was unknown whether she was deliberately making coquettish noises for the old nun to see, or whether Wu Xiucai had really aroused her sexual desire. She couldn't control herself and moaned...

This moaning sound entered Wu Xiucai's ears, which was more effective than aphrodisiac. He felt ecstatic and his heart was filled with passion...

Wu Xiucai used his mouth and hands to rub Miao Xiang's body for half an hour...

Miao Xiang's moans turned into wild screams...

The thin stream of Jade Spring turned into a rushing mountain torrent in the blink of an eye...

The two soft thighs were raised high, tightly clamped around Wu Xiucai's waist, and shook desperately:

"Cucumber," Miao Xiang shouted, "I want cucumber!"

Wu Xiucai turned his head and saw a cucumber on the table in the room.

He smiled, climbed out of bed, walked to the table, took the cucumber, and was about to go back to bed.

"Please blow out the lights." Miao Xiang's voice suddenly became louder: "The old nun has left."

Wu Xiucai blew out the oil lamp, and the room was pitch black. He climbed back onto the bed, next to Miao Xiang, and felt her whole body burning hot...

"Cucumber, Myouren, use cucumber!"

Wu Xiucai hugged Miao Xiang tightly in the dark night and teased: "The old nun is gone, you still want cucumbers?"

Miao Xiang panted, "You are a born slut. You just made me feel so horny... I want cucumbers! I want them!"

Wu Xiucai excitedly got on Miao Xiang's body and said, "The cucumber is coming!"

As he said that, he quietly stuffed the cucumber under the bed, aimed his cucumber at the dripping hole, and stuffed it in hard...

At night, the wooden bed in the Zen room made a rhythmic creaking sound, and Miao Xiang's wild screams suddenly disappeared, leaving only a strange sound in her throat that seemed to be neither laughing nor crying...

Wu Xiucai sometimes described it lightly, sometimes violently, sometimes slowly, sometimes as fast as a galloping horse, sometimes straight, sometimes wandering around, sometimes grinding and rubbing, sometimes thrusting hard...

For a long, long time...

The wave finally subsided. In the darkness, only the two people's slight breathing could be heard: "So you are a man."

"Cucumbers are not as effective as the original ones!"

"Why would you risk doing this?"

"Remember? One day during a thunderstorm, a scholar invited you into a cave?"

"You are the scholar?" Miao Xiang was surprised: "Why?"

"Because I love you so much!"

Miao Xiang suddenly hugged Wu Xiucai tightly, and rained kisses on his face and chest. She choked up and said, "My dear, you have made a big mistake this time! You are dead!"

"Why?"

"Because Doumu Palace is not a nunnery, but a brothel!"

"What?" Wu Xiucai almost fainted: "You..."

"We nuns are actually prostitutes!"

"What's going on?" Wu Xiucai said with trembling teeth: "Tell me quickly!"

"Alas," Miao Xiang sighed, "My original surname was Lu, and my father was also a famous scholar, but unfortunately he passed away long ago, and our family fell into decline. My stepmother was young and could not remain a widow, so she married a military officer. They wanted to sell me to a brothel to live a life of debauchery, but I didn't want to, so I ran to Doumu Palace to become a nun. I didn't expect this place to be a hellhole, it was just destined!"

Miao Xiang burst into tears, and Wu Xiucai could not help but pound the bed: "How ridiculous! Why don't you run away?"

"It took two or three hours to get down the mountain. Before I could even get down, I was caught by the thugs. The entire Tai'an County was notified by the Doumu Temple that any nuns who went down the mountain would be caught and brought back to the mountain and thrown into the dungeon..."

Wu Xiucai felt his whole body freeze after hearing this: "Then I..."

"You are now a nun, which means a prostitute. Tomorrow morning, the old nun will take you to meet the client. By then, she will know that you are a man. This brothel is highly confidential. The clients who come and go are all princes and nobles. In order to keep the secret, the nunnery must kill you to silence you!"

Mr. Wu felt as if someone had split his skull with a knife and then poured a bucket of ice water on him, and his whole body froze.

That night, he and Miao Xiang could not sleep all night, hugged each other, and cried to each other...

At dawn, the two hurriedly put on their monk robes, washed up, and kissed passionately again...

"Knock knock...", a knock on the door startled the two of them.

The old nun's voice called out from outside the room: "Miao Lian, go and receive the guests!"

To know what happens next, please stay tuned for the next episode.

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Chapter 4: The lover is being prostituted and seeing the humiliation, he becomes jealous

"Miao Lian, go and receive the guests!"

The old nun's shout was heard through the door into the meditation room, frightening Wu Xiucai so much that his legs went weak.

"Oh no, she...she wants me to...accept...a guest. If I...accept it, won't I be exposed?"

Mr. Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale. He hugged Miao Xiang, and his thirty-six teeth in his upper and lower rows chattered.

Miao Xiang hugged her beloved husband tightly, her little face turned pale with fear.

She understood the seriousness of the situation: all the clients were men, and once Wu Xiucai went out to receive customers, his male identity would be exposed.

Those clients all paid a large sum of money to have sex with prostitutes. Now that they have ended up with a man, they must be unwilling to accept this and will make a fuss. Wu Xiucai will be killed at the worst possible time, or thrown into a dungeon to do hard labor and never see the light of day again.

The two of them were so frightened that they huddled together, at a loss as to what to do, and for a moment they forgot that the old nun was still outside the door.

The old nun knocked hard on the door and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Hey, are you two deaf? Open the door!"

The old nun pounded on the door violently again.

Miao Xiang had always been accustomed to the world, so she gritted her teeth, pushed Wu Xiucai away, walked to the door and unbolted it.

The old nun pushed open the door, stepped into the meditation room, and stared at Miao Xiang and Wu Xiucai with her sharp eyes.

Miao Xiang and Wu Xiucai had both put on their monk robes. They stood side by side in front of the bed with their hands hanging down.

"Why don't you open the door? Huh?" The old nun frowned and looked at the two people's faces.

Wu Xiucai didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and it was impossible for him to speak. Miao Xiang had to step forward and said, "Uncle Master, we two were meditating on 'Joy Zen' last night. We were so excited that we went to bed very late, so we couldn't get up this morning..."

When the old nun heard this, she suddenly giggled, took two steps forward, walked in front of Mr. Wu, and looked him up and down.

Mr. Wu felt frightened when the old nun looked at him, and he wondered if the old nun had seen through his flaws.

He pretended to be shy, lowered his head, and held the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands.

"Ha... you deceived me so badly!"

The old nun suddenly laughed out loud and blurted out these words.

This sentence almost scared Wu Xiucai to death.

"Oh no, I'm exposed!" Wu Xiucai felt a black screen in front of his eyes, as if he had been grabbed by the collar of the old nun and thrown into a dungeon.

"Ha... Miaolian," the old nun said with a smile, "When you were ordained, I thought that this girl had a dignified look and that it would take a lot of effort to force her to become a prostitute. Unexpectedly, when I peeped through the skylight last night, I saw you and Miaoxiang meditating in the 'Joy Zen'. You look like a born slut. Now I don't have to worry about it..."

After hearing what the old nun said, Mr. Wu finally felt relieved. He immediately raised his voice and said shyly:

"When I was at my husband's house, my husband was a hooligan. He pestered me all day long, asking for sex. I've long been accustomed to this..."

Wu Xiucai said this with a thick face, and Miao Xiang, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but blush and felt embarrassed to listen any longer.

The old nun smiled and squinted her eyes: "Good, good, it's rare that you like this thing, great. Miao Xiang, have you told Miao Lian that our Dou Mu Palace is actually a different world with other secrets?"

"Yes, Xiao Ni has already said so."

The old nun put her arm around Wu Xiucai's shoulder affectionately, boasting, "Miao Lian, the men who come to our Doumu Palace for pleasure are not like the customers of ordinary brothels. They are all high-ranking officials, princes, and nobles. If you serve them carefully, you will certainly make a lot of money. Maybe you will please a master, and he will redeem you and take you home as his wife. Then you will be a lady of the court. Ha..."

“Yes, yes…”

Mr. Wu was hesitant and reluctant. When the old nun touched his shoulder, he felt as if his body was covered with thorns and became restless.

"Okay, Miao Xiang," the old nun pushed Wu Xiucai to the door, "Take Miao Lian and get ready now. The guests will be here soon."

"yes."

Miao Xiang bowed, then hurriedly grabbed Wu Xiucai's clothes and walked out of the meditation room.

The interior hall of Doumu Palace is spacious and bright. When Wu Xiucai followed Miao Xiang into the hall, a group of nuns were already sitting in the hall. All of them were young and beautiful. They sat in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, carefully drawing black eyebrows and red rouge...

Except for the bald heads, they are almost the same as ordinary women. They are all laughing and giggling, and are charming and coquettish.

When Mr. Wu saw so many beautiful nuns, he was dazzled for a moment.

Miao Xiang pulled him to a dressing table, and the two sat down side by side. Miao Xiang pushed a box of rouge cream in front of Wu Xiucai and said, "Hurry up and dress up. If the old nun sees you, she will beat you up again."

Before going up the mountain, Mr. Wu had already learned the women's hair-combing and makeup techniques, so he was quite proficient in using eyebrow pencil, powder box, and rouge without revealing his true colors.

Miao Xiang sat aside, putting on makeup while secretly glancing at Wu Xiucai in the mirror.

Mr. Wu was handsome to begin with, and with makeup on, he looked even more radiant.

I saw that his black eyebrows were dark and his cheeks were rosy and shining, like willows in the wind and peach blossoms in the rain; his eyes were bright and clear like autumn water.

"My dear," Miao Xiang couldn't help but move closer to him and whispered, "You look more like a woman than a woman when you are dressed like this. I can't help but be moved when I see you!"

"At this time, are you still in the mood to joke?" Wu Xiucai said with a sad face while applying makeup on his lips: "After putting on makeup, I have to go to receive customers. My heart is pounding and I almost fainted!"

After hearing this, Miao Xiang was also deeply troubled and could not help but sigh: "At this point, we can only take things one step at a time..."

"Miao Xiang," Wu Xiucai whispered, "Why don't we run away!"

Miao Xiang was shocked and shook her head repeatedly: "Don't be fooled by the fact that Doumu Palace seems to be full of nuns and defenseless. In fact, the palace has hired a group of martial arts masters to guard it closely. If any nun leaves the palace without permission, she will be killed immediately. Don't even think about escaping, it's not allowed!"

Wu Xiucai was originally a scholar, but when he heard this, he was so frightened that his whole body turned cold and he was stunned.

"Let's go, it's time to meet the guests."

Miao Xiang stood up and took the exhausted Wu Xiucai out of the inner hall and into the courtyard.

On the edge of the courtyard, there is a wide pond, dotted with white lotuses and red water chestnuts. There are many lotus flowers planted on the edge of the pond, which are blooming, white and red, gorgeous and colorful, like a brocade screen.

Miao Xiang took Wu Xiucai to the stone railing, picked up a fishing rod on the railing, sorted out the fishing line, and cast the hook to fish, looking leisurely.

"Miao Xiang," Wu Xiucai was puzzled, "Didn't you ask us to entertain guests? Why are you here fishing?"

"This is what makes Doumu Palace better than ordinary brothels," Miao Xiang answered while fishing, "All the nuns are scattered in various beautiful places in the palace, some grow flowers, some fish, some play the piano, and some embroider. The clients are free to move around in the palace and make friends with the nuns..."

Before she could finish her words, a fish took the bait and was caught. It was covered with golden scales and was very heavy, so heavy that the fishing rod could hardly hold it. Miao Xiang threw the fish into the bucket, and the fish was still jumping around.

Suddenly, a burst of applause sounded behind the two of them. Wu Xiucai turned around and saw a young man walking towards them clapping his hands.

"The two fairies are indeed very interesting and charming."

Mr. Wu knew that this person was the prostitute, and thought to himself that he must not be chosen by him, so he quickly lowered his head, pretended to be shy, and turned to look at the pond. Miao Xiang quickly stood up, put on a smile, and stood in front of Wu Xiucai, hoping that her beauty could attract customers.

"Sir, what is your name?" In order to save Mr. Wu, Miao Xiang tried her best, twisting her waist and looking very charming.

"My last name is Zhu."

"Oh, it's Master Zhu."

As Miao Xiang spoke, she had already moved close to Master Zhu, twisting her buttocks and rubbing them against Master Zhu's body.

Master Zhu smiled at Miao Xiang, put one hand around her shoulders, and boldly reached into her monk's robe with the other hand, kneading her raised breasts back and forth, squeezing them hard...

Miao Xiang's face flushed, but she was secretly happy in her heart. It seemed that Mr. Zhu had fallen in love with her, and she had finally solved the problem of Mr. Wu for the time being.

"Mr. Zhu," Miao Xiang pretended to moan lewdly, "I... I'm itchy all over because of you, shall we... shall we go into the room?"

Master Zhu hooked Miao Xiang's chin, smiled and kissed her: "You are such a slut!"

"Mr. Zhu," Miao Xiang patted Mr. Zhu's shoulder coquettishly, "Stop laughing at me and come into the house!"

Miao Xiang was anxious to go to bed with Master Zhu, so as to prevent Wu Xiucai from revealing any flaws, she put her face against Master Zhu's and rubbed it against his. Waves of fragrance rushed into Master Zhu's nose, making him feel proud and excited.

"Okay, let's go into the house," Master Zhu kissed Miao Xiang again.

When Wu Xiucai, who was possessed by the Lantern, heard this, he couldn't help but shout "Amitabha" in his heart. 』

I thought I had escaped this disaster again, but unexpectedly, Master Zhu took two steps with Miao Xiang in his arms, then suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Wu and said, "It would be bad if we just enjoy ourselves and neglect this fairy. How about this, you come too, and wait until I'm done with Miao Xiang, then I'll give you a good time!"

Wu Xiucai secretly complained, but he had no choice but to lower his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhu."

Master Zhu hugged Mr. Wu again and gave him a loud kiss on the pretty face with a "tsk" sound!

This was a room decorated like a newlyweds' bridal chamber, with lights and decorations all over, and the bed covered with bright red satin pillows and quilt covers.

Master Zhu walked in, holding Miao Xiang in one hand and holding Wu Xiucai in the other. His hand kept scratching Wu Xiucai's buttocks...

Seeing that the situation was not good, Miao Xiang immediately reached out to take off her monk's robe, hoping to use her naked body to divert Mr. Zhu's attention.

Sure enough, Wu Xiucai immediately felt that the hand on his butt stopped moving. He glanced to the side and saw that Master Zhu's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his breathing became heavy...

Miao Xiang was so smart. Seeing Master Zhu like this, she knew he had been hooked. She immediately twisted her waist and lay on the embroidered bed, raising her two white, tender and slender legs high up and slightly spreading them apart...

Mr. Zhu suddenly felt hot all over: "Miao Lian, hurry up! Help me undress!"

Wu Xiucai was eager to hear this and immediately reached out to take off all his clothes. Master Zhu growled, and impatiently climbed onto the bed, spread Miao Xiang's legs, and pressed down hard...

"Good brother, be gentle..."

Miao Xiang deliberately let out a seductive moan. Mr. Zhu was not willing to be gentle, he raised his penis even more, thrusting hard every time, thrusting desperately...

Miao Xiang stretched out her two long legs and coiled around Mr. Zhu's waist like a white snake, squeezing and releasing, tightening and loosening as he moved...

"Good sir, good brother..." Miao Xiang's moans became louder and louder: "You...you made me...become an immortal..."

Poor Mr. Wu stood aside, watching his sweetheart being brutally raped by a vulgar client. He could hear her moans and cries of pleasure all the time, but he didn't know whether she was being sincere or not. He felt really bad.

However, Master Zhu was aroused by Miao Xiang's soul-stirring cries. He grabbed Miao Xiang's legs, spread them on his shoulders, then took a few deep breaths and pressed down suddenly!

Spears flying! Water splashes everywhere! The embroidered bed is shaking! Miao Xiang's defenses collapsed completely... She originally wanted to seduce Master Zhu to surrender early, so she deliberately let out lewd moans. But now, Master Zhu penetrated deep into her, and attacked her fiercely. Her whole body felt like it was being eaten by insects and ants. She felt extremely comfortable, and waves of lewd moans came from her heart. She really hoped that Master Zhu would continue and do it for a little longer.

"Good sir, dear brother," Miao Xiang shook her bald head and screamed, "Harder! Harder! Deeper! My sister is going to die..."

Huge waves rolled up on the embroidered bed, and the two white sheep twisted into a ball on the bed, rolling and bumping... Wu Xiucai was so jealous that he clenched his teeth.

Suddenly, Master Zhu stood up on the bed, pointed at Wu Xiucai and shouted, "I found your flaw, you are a man!"

To know what happens next, please wait for the next episode.

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Chapter 5: Miao Xiang uses a trick to save her lover

It is said that Wu Xiucai watched his beloved Miao Xiang being ravaged by Master Zhu. Just when he was in agony, he heard Master Zhu suddenly stand up on the bed, pointing at him and shouting: "I found your flaw! You are a man!"

This cry not only frightened Wu Xiucai to death, but also frightened Miao Xiang, who was burning with desire, out of her wits.

"You...you..." Wu Xiucai gnashed his teeth and said, "What did you say?"

Mr. Zhu chuckled:

"Don't hide it anymore, I saw you are a man!"

Wu Xiucai felt a black screen before his eyes and he almost fainted. He glanced at Miao Xiang for help, hoping that she could think of a solution quickly.

Miao Xiang's face was pale, she forced herself to remain calm and asked tremblingly, "Master Zhu, what did you see?"

"Pants!"

Master Zhu pointed with his finger, and Wu Xiucai lowered his head hastily to see that he had accidentally unfastened the belt of his monk's robe, and his clothes had come loose, exposing a snow-white thigh, and at the end of the thigh, a corner of his blue underwear was exposed...

"See, I was right, her panties are indeed blue!"

When Mr. Wu heard this, a huge stone fell from his heart. It turned out that Mr. Zhu did not say that he was a man, but that his underwear was blue!

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pretended to be shy, lowered his head, and quickly tied his monk's robe.

Miao Xiang also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but the color on her face had not yet returned. She hugged Master Zhu tightly with both hands, her head still shaking slightly with lingering fear.

"Hey, the one in blue pants," Master Zhu said with a lewd smile, "Come here quickly and serve me."

Mr. Wu didn't understand what he was talking about. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Miao Xiang saw this and hurriedly put on a smile to help him out: "Master Zhu, our sister Miao Lian just entered the temple yesterday. She is not used to doing this kind of thing in broad daylight..."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Master Zhu looked at Wu Xiucai with more interest: "So this is your first time to receive a guest?"

"Yes," Miao Xiang leaned against Master Zhu, "Please forgive me..."

"Okay," Master Zhu said, pinching Miao Xiang's face cheerfully, "Since you are here to plead for him, I won't have sex with her for now..."

Miao Xiang and Wu Xiucai didn't expect that they could pass this test so easily. They looked at each other and were secretly celebrating their happiness when Master Zhu said, "I won't have sex with her now. I'll have sex with her at night! Otherwise, she might be embarrassed..."

Mr. Zhu had a great time, so he got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room leisurely. Naturally, there was a banquet set up outside to entertain him warmly, of course.

Miao Xiang and Wu Xiucai were the only ones left in the room. They looked at each other in bewilderment and said, "Oh no! He'll have sex with me tonight. Once he does, he'll be exposed. What should we do?"

"You ask me, but I can't do anything about it." Miao Xiang got out of bed helplessly: "Anyway, I can avoid it during the day, so let's talk about it tonight!"

As she said that, Miao Xiang got up from the bed. She was still completely naked, revealing her beautiful body...

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Wu would have been aroused by now. However, now that disaster is imminent, even eating dragon meat is tasteless, so how can I have the mood to appreciate Miao Xiang's unparalleled beauty?

Miao Xiang got out of bed, picked up the clothes piled on the rack and put them on.

She picked up her panties, which were a pair of red satin shorts.

Wu Xiucai looked at the shorts and suddenly remembered something. He immediately took Miao Xiang's hand and asked, "Just now, Mr. Zhu said that I was wearing blue pants, and his tone seemed strange. Is there something behind this...?"

Miao Xiang nodded, and said with a heavy expression:

"There are two types of prostitutes in Doumu Palace. One type wears red underwear, and the other type wears blue underwear."

"This means that I am the resident prostitute in the temple, and I am only there to entertain customers and sell my sex."

"Then what about the one in blue? Isn't she a prostitute?"

"Blue is also a prostitute, but it means she is ready for sale. If a customer has sex with her for a night and feels that she is suitable, he can pay a sum of money to buy her."

When Wu Xiucai heard this, he was shocked: "Oh no, Master Zhu wants to have sex with me tonight, how can I explain it?"

Miao Xiang was putting on her clothes while biting her lips, thinking silently without saying a word.

Mr. Wu stood aside, feeling anxious, but he did not dare to urge her loudly, for fear of disrupting Miao Xiang's train of thought.

Miao Xiang put on all her clothes and slowly fastened her belt. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "I have an idea!"

So Miao Xiang pulled Wu Xiucai to sit beside the bed and whispered her brilliant plan...

The sky was covered with clouds, and there were no stars, not a single object in sight. The night spread a large black net over the towering rock peaks and tall pine trees, covering the entire Doumu Palace.

Mr. Wu was walking along the corridor, he was going to Mr. Zhu's bedroom to "receive guests".

This contact would expose his identity, but he could not avoid this fate because the old nun was personally escorting him.

"This Mr. Zhu is of great rank," the old nun introduced him, "You should serve him well. If you please him, he might redeem you and make you his concubine. Then you will enjoy endless wealth and glory..."

"I understand." Wu Xiucai agreed in a raised voice, his eyes constantly glancing towards the garden.

In the garden, the clusters of flowers, plants and trees were even darker and more hazy in the dark night. Miao Xiang, wearing a black monk's robe, hid behind the flowers and quietly followed Wu Xiucai...

Facing us is an independent pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings, decorated with lights and colorful lights, giving off a festive atmosphere.

Wu Xiucai had seen several brothels, but none of them was as magnificent as this one.

"It can be seen that Master Zhu must be an extraordinary person."

While Wu Xiucai was thinking, the old nun patted his shoulder and pointed to a lighted window on the second floor and said:

"Master Zhu is in there, please hurry up. There is no one else in this room, so you don't have to be shy, just scream as much as you want and please Master Zhu!"

As the old nun spoke, she giggled and turned away.

Wu Xiucai walked up the ladder with trepidation, then turned back and looked into the garden. It was very dark, and he could not see his hand in front of him.

"I wonder if Miao Xiang has followed us?" he thought, feeling a little nervous.

"Miao Lian, what are you doing standing there?" The old nun's stern rebuke came from the garden!

Mr. Wu was startled and quickly lowered his head, ran up to the second floor and knocked on Mr. Zhu's room door.

Master Zhu had been waiting in the room for a long time. As soon as the door opened, he hugged Wu Xiucai and kissed her: "Sister Miaolian, you are especially beautiful tonight!"

It turned out that before Wu Xiucai came here, the old nun forced him to put on makeup again, darkening his eyebrows and adding redder rouge to make him look more beautiful. Under the light, he really was a pretty little nun.

Mr. Zhu seemed to be in a hurry, so he reached out to untie Mr. Wu's belt. When he had pulled it halfway, Mr. Wu pretended to be shy and grabbed Mr. Zhu's hand and squeezed it.

"Mr. Zhu, I..."

This pinch made Mr. Zhu's body soften instantly...

"Little Sister, what do you want to say?"

Wu Xiucai twisted his waist and stammered, "I was originally a decent woman, but was sent to Doumu Palace and forced to be a prostitute. Today is my first time to receive a customer, so I can't help feeling ashamed..."

"Well, what do you want?"

"I think it would be embarrassing to strip naked in front of a man in this brightly lit place."

"Oh, I see," Mr. Zhu smiled, "You want to turn off the lights and go to bed with me, right?"

"Mr. Zhu is so considerate," Wu Xiucai smiled sweetly, "Please go to bed first and wait for me to turn off the lights."

Mr. Zhu was a man who was used to enjoying himself, so he leaned on the bed and looked at her with a smile.

Mr. Wu loosened his belt and unbuttoned his robe, revealing a pink bellyband. Under the bellyband, he had already secretly sewed two balls of cotton, which were vaguely visible in the flickering candlelight.

Mr. Zhu, who was lying on the bed, was in a state of sexual excitement. How could he find any flaws?

Mr. Wu twisted his buttocks, walked to the table, blew out two big red candles, and only a small oil lamp was left in the room, placed in the corner. Wu Xiucai turned around and smiled at Master Zhu: "Master Zhu, turn off the lights. You can do whatever you want in the dark..."

"You little slut, you really know how to stir up the atmosphere," Master Zhu said while lying on the bed with a lewd smile, "You make me feel itchy. It seems that you understand men's psychology better than Miao Xiang!"

Wu Xiucai laughed falsely, walked to the corner, and deliberately let his robe slide down, revealing his entire naked back and fat buttocks, which were white, tender, round and plump, even better than Miao Xiang...

"Hurry up!" Mr. Zhu's eyes almost popped out: "Come to the bed quickly!..."

Mr. Wu threw him another lewd look and blew out the oil lamp. The room suddenly became pitch dark and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Wu Xiucai quietly walked to the door and opened it. Miao Xiang, who was hiding outside the door, quickly slipped in.

In the darkness, Master Zhu heard the sound of the door opening and felt strange: "Miao Lian, why are you opening the door?"

"Oh, no," Wu Xiucai smiled, "I just checked if the door was latched properly to prevent anyone from breaking in. Sorry..."

"You have so many tricks," said Master Zhu, feeling itchy. "Other nuns are so lewd, but you are the only one who looks so shy. I like this kind of mood the most..."

While they were asking and answering each other, Miao Xiang had already quietly taken off all her clothes and climbed onto the bed.

In the darkness, Master Zhu could not wait to hug her and kiss her wildly. Miao Xiang was afraid of revealing her flaws, so she did not dare to make a sound. She just pressed her lips tightly against Master Zhu's. Her tongue had already been inserted into his mouth, rolling and stirring...

Master Zhu groped her all over with his hands, and felt that her touch was extremely smooth and there was a wonderful feeling.

"It turns out that visiting prostitutes in the dark is more fun!" Mr. Zhu laughed obscenely, turned over and rode on Miao Xiang, spread her legs, and rushed around blindly...

Miao Xiang hurriedly supported him with her hands, put him on the right track, then put her legs on his waist and swayed to her heart's content...

Although Mr. Zhu had just had sex with Miao Xiang in the morning, in the pitch black, he mistook her for Miao Lian, his mind filled with fantastic sexual fantasies, and when they had intercourse, he felt a hundred times more comfortable...

"Miao Lian," Master Zhu panted, pounding her non-stop, "You're more interesting than that Miao Xiang..."

Miao Xiang bit her lip and smiled secretly in her heart. Her nostrils hummed beautiful moans, and the well-trained muscles in her lower abdomen contracted rhythmically, hitting Master Zhu like raindrops...

Master Zhu had never heard of this kind of "Yin Gong" before. He just felt his whole body joints tingling and the blood in his body was running faster!

"I can't take it anymore!" Mr. Zhu panted, "I'm going to shoot you to death!"

Try your best to shake the mountains and trees, overturn the seas and rivers, and stir up huge waves that surge out...

The waves subsided and Master Zhu lay limply on the bed. Miao Xiang got out of bed and quietly slipped out the door.

Mr. Wu, who was standing by the door, then lit the oil lamp, pretended to be a woman after sexual intercourse, and he and Mr. Zhu looked at each other and laughed.

The sexual game of transplanting flowers and trees was completed seamlessly, and Wu Xiucai and Miao Xiang returned to their own Zen rooms.

The next day, the two were laughing and talking about what happened last night, when they suddenly saw the old nun step into the room and bow to Mr. Wu with a smile on her face.

"Congratulations, Miaolian! It turns out that this Mr. Zhu is none other than the current emperor's thirteenth prince. He likes you very much and paid a large sum of money to buy you!"

"What? I...?" Wu Xiucai was speechless.

"You are now the princess! The royal guards are already waiting in the front hall, and they will take you to the palace today!"

Mr. Wu was horrified and could not help but groan inwardly. If you want to know what happened next, please wait for the next chapter.

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Chapter 6: A Crazy Man and a Resentful Woman Meet by Chance and Finally Get Married

It is said that Mr. Wu and Miao Xiang cleverly switched things up and deceived Mr. Zhu who came to visit a prostitute, and they were secretly rejoicing.

Who would have thought that this Master Zhu was actually the biological son of the current emperor... the Thirteenth Prince!

The Thirteenth Prince tasted the superb sexual skills of Miao Xiang in the Dark, which were unmatched by the concubines in the palace. He thought that this was the magic of Miao Lian, so he paid a sum of money, bought Miao Lian, brought her back to the palace, and waited for her to return to secular life and take her as a concubine.

When Wu Xiucai, who was also known as Miao Lian, heard the news, it was like hearing a death sentence. He was so scared that he peed his pants.

Although it was dangerous for him to pretend to be a woman in Doumu Palace, he was able to hide the truth with the help of Miao Xiang. If he went to the imperial palace, the guards would be tight and the palace maids would be around, and he would have no help at all. The secret of being a man dressed as a woman would definitely be exposed, and this would be the crime of deceiving the emperor!

"The crime of deceiving the emperor is punishable by death." Miao Xiang reminded Wu Xiucai in a low voice.

She was very anxious, but she was at a loss as to what to do. Should she ask the old nun for help? I believe she would not dare to disobey the order of the current prince. Tell the truth? In order to keep the secret of Doumu Palace, the old nun must kill Wu Xiucai to silence him.

"Why not take a risk and run away?" Miao Xiang whispered in a low voice. She had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

Wu Xiucai rolled his eyes and bowed to the old nun: "Master, since I am going to be a concubine, I want to thank you for giving me this opportunity. I want to stay in Doumu Palace for two more days to entertain all the sisters, firstly to congratulate them, and secondly to keep in touch..."

Wu Xiucai had a plan in mind. As soon as it got dark, he would escape from the palace and find a cave in the wilderness within a radius of more than ten miles of Mount Tai. He would hide there for ten days or half a month. When his hair grew back, he could regain his manhood…"

"Alas..." The old nun sighed and shook her head.

Wu Xiucai was puzzled: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Master Zhu... No, the Thirteenth Prince really likes you, so he sent the Royal Guards to ask you to leave for the capital immediately without delay, otherwise he will burn down the Doumu Palace..."

Mr. Wu was secretly surprised.

"Well, I'll go back and pack my luggage." Wu Xiucai said, and walked out of the room. Unexpectedly, there were two majestic and proud royal guards standing outside the door!

"There is nothing in the palace. Why does Your Majesty need to pack your luggage?" The warrior tried to stop Wu Xiucai politely but firmly.

"Yes, Miaolian," the old nun smiled behind him, "The palace is filled with gold, silver, delicacies from the mountains and the sea. It is truly a place of splendor and wealth, and one can enjoy it endlessly!"

"Your Majesty, please get into the sedan chair!" the warriors urged.

Mr. Wu was totally at a loss and looked back at Miao Xiang in a daze.

Even if Miao Xiang had three heads and six arms, she was helpless at this moment.

She could only watch her lover walk out helplessly under the escort of the warriors...

They came to the front hall, where a team of imperial guards and two palace maids were already waiting. When they saw Mr. Wu coming, they all knelt down together.

"Greetings, Madam!"

Wu Xiucai was at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to respond: "You all...get up."

"Thank you, my lady."

Everybody stood up, and several palace maids came to Wu Xiucai's side, some supporting him, some helping him, and surrounding him. The team of imperial guards then surrounded him, protecting him tightly.

Wu Xiucai desperately turned his head and saw Miao Xiang standing by the pillar of the hall, secretly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves...

He was now helpless and surrounded by palace maids and warriors, and slowly left the hall.

A big red sedan had already been parked in front of the mountain gate, and Wu Xiucai was helped into the sedan in a daze. He peeked at the mountain gate through the curtain of the sedan chair. Miao Xiang was standing at the gate, her face as white as a piece of paper.

The bearers carried the sedan down the mountain. The mountain road was bumpy and the sedan was swaying...

In the sedan chair, Wu Xiucai couldn't help but shed tears: "Alas, if I hadn't been obsessed with beauty and dressed as a woman, I wouldn't have been chosen as the prince's concubine today. Tonight, the prince must sleep with me. Once I sleep, my true colors will be exposed. I will be guilty of deceiving the emperor and I will be torn into pieces by five horses..."

The courtyard is deep and the water is gurgling. In the imperial garden of the palace, flowers are in full bloom. It is truly a paradise on earth.

A stunning beauty with her hair combed high and adorned with golden hairpins and pendants was leaning against the railing, staring at the spring scenery in the garden in a trance. She was Wu Xiucai.

More than three years had passed since she was chosen as the prince's concubine and came to the palace.

Over the past three years, his hair has grown very long, but his male identity has never been exposed. It is simply a miracle.

It turned out that after Wu Xiucai was chosen as a concubine by the Thirteenth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince had someone send him to the palace and wait for his hair to grow out before marrying him.

The Thirteenth Prince estimated that it would take several months for his hair to grow long enough, so he did not rush back to the capital, but continued to travel incognito in Jiangnan.

The Thirteenth Prince was a lustful man. Wherever he went, he would visit the local brothel.

Too frequent sexual intercourse would naturally cause physical deficiency. Add to that the hot and humid environment of Jiangnan, and the unfamiliar climate and water, and the Thirteenth Prince fell seriously ill. He died on the way back to Beijing.

In this way, Mr. Wu avoided a great disaster.

He lived in the palace, no one came to bother him, and he had palace maids to serve him, so he lived a very enjoyable life.

However, he still had to maintain his female appearance and could not return to his male identity.

The palace was as big as the ocean, and he couldn't even tell the directions of east, west, south and north. Moreover, the palace was heavily guarded, so escaping from the palace was almost as difficult as flying into the sky.

So, he lived in fear and was a woman for three years, missing Miao Xiang all the time in his heart.

On this day, Mr. Wu was taking a walk in the Imperial Garden when suddenly, a eunuch came up and read the Empress Dowager's decree to him.

It turned out that the Queen Mother saw that the Thirteenth Prince had died of illness, and was worried that Miao Lian would be alone and uncomfortable in the palace, so she specially betrothed her to this year's new top scholar Mao Dezhang as his wife.

When Wu Xiucai heard the Queen Mother's decree, he could not help but secretly complain: "I didn't expect that after hiding peacefully for three years, disaster has come again. I will marry the top scholar and my disguise as a woman will be exposed again. I still cannot escape the crime of deceiving the emperor and my life will be in jeopardy."

However, the Empress Dowager's decree was to be obeyed by the Emperor. Regardless of whether Wu Xiucai agreed or not, the eunuchs and maids in the palace were already busy decorating the new room with lanterns and decorations...

Half a month later, on a full moon night, the happy day arrived.

Scholar Wu put on a shawl and a phoenix crown, dressed very gorgeously, and with the support of the palace maids, he married the new number one scholar.

The bridal chamber is filled with joy. Mr. Wu sat on the edge of the bed, as if he was sitting on a nail board.

The newly crowned number one scholar Mao Dechang sat on a chair and didn't seem to be in a hurry to go forward and get intimate.

The room was so quiet that both of them could be heard breathing clearly.

Wu Xiucai's heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out.

"When we get into bed later, if the groom finds out that I'm a man, will he scream for help? If I tell him the truth and kneel down to beg for forgiveness, will he show mercy?"

Mr. Wu was extremely confused and restless.

All he could hear was the groom slowly walking towards him, step by step...

Wu Xiucai's breathing rose and fell with the groom's footsteps, and he was so anxious that he almost fainted.

The groom walked to the bed, looked at the bride, and reached out to remove the big red scarf covering the bride's face...

The two looked at each other! The bride and groom met for the first time!

Both of them were stunned!

Mao Dechang was seen staring blankly at Mr. Wu, his eyes wide open!

"You!" This shout startled Wu Xiucai. He looked again and couldn't help but shout, "Miao Xiang!"

The two hugged each other tightly and cried with joy.

Mr. Wu could hardly believe his eyes: he was lucky enough to escape disaster again!

"Miao Xiang, how come you are dressed as a man? And how come you are the new number one scholar Mao Dezhang?"

Mr. Wu couldn't wait to take a look. Chao Xiang nestled in her lover's arms, tears of joy still hanging in the corners of her eyes.

"Not long after I captured you, a tragedy happened in Doumuguan. A group of powerful bandits rushed in, looted property and nuns, and set fire to the temple. I took advantage of the chaos to escape from the clutches of the bandits and became a wanderer. In order to avoid attracting the wrath of the wind and butterflies, I pretended to be a monk at first. Later, when my hair grew longer, I pretended to be a scholar and studied hard. I took the exam this year just because I thought it was interesting and curious. I didn't expect it to be so smooth and I actually got the top score!"

"Luckily you passed the imperial examination and won first place," Wu Xiucai smiled, "otherwise I would have to marry someone else and my true colors would have been exposed!"

"This is all God's will!" The two hugged each other tightly and kissed deeply, as if they wanted to kiss away the pain of missing each other for three years...

After kissing, both of them felt that the new clothes were too restrictive, so you took them off for me and I took them off for you, and soon they were all naked.

"Miao Xiang, I want to practice 'Joy Zen'..."

"Brother, I want to..."

The two of us fell on the bed, our mouths still tightly glued together, your tongue stretched out, my tongue stretched out...

Four arms intertwined, you touch the peak, I touch the tree, you touch the abyss, I touch the grass...

Four thighs intertwined, you rub tightly, I am repeatedly crushed, you spread wide, I stick up high...

Two balls of fire burning together, you burn my face red, I burn you to sweat profusely...

The fire burned more and more fiercely, and it was out of control, almost burning away reason and everything...

The two rolled around happily on the bed, shaking it, making the sturdy bed creak...

The emotions that had been suppressed for many years turned into countless sprints, into a firm erection, and into overflowing moisture...

A happy body is a hundred times more sensitive. Every touch brings a hundred times more pleasure. Every twitch brings a hundred times more joy...

The long-accumulated flood is rolling and boiling.

Mr. Wu gritted his teeth and forced the gate closed. The flood was like a tide, one wave after another, one pushing the other, hitting the gate, then retreating, accumulating momentum for the second wave, and then coming in like a tidal wave! The fragile gate finally collapsed, and the raging flood rushed out from the narrow channel, forming an arrow-like water column...

“Ah!…Ah!…Brother…”

Miao Xiang only felt that the flood was hitting her, surrounding her, making her dizzy, unconscious, floating in the air, and turning her into an immortal...

After the climax, the flood receded, the passion disappeared, and only the slightest ripples remained, gently swaying...

My hands caressed the undulating flesh feebly, wiping away the tiny, glistening beads of sweat...

Looking into each other's eyes, with joy and happiness, they expressed their infinite love...

Mouth to mouth, not kissing, just panting softly, feeling each other's breath...

The night is long, the good night is short...

Wildfires cannot be extinguished, they will spring up again with the spring breeze! The drooping little coat, unconsciously, is full of vitality again, gradually standing up, holding its head high and blooming...

The mysterious Fairy Cave once again secreted a thin stream of mountain spring water, expressing its hunger and expectation!

Miao Xiang turned over and rode on Wu Xiucai, giggling: "Don't forget that I am the groom and you are the bride..."

The groom naturally had to take the initiative. Miao Xiang mounted the saddle and rode the horse, first at a leisurely pace, then faster, turning it into a trot, then driving the reins, turning it into a gallop, and finally lashing it madly, galloping madly...

Not long after, the newly crowned number one scholar Mao Dezhang was appointed by the court to be the governor of Guangzhou, and he naturally brought his lovely wife with him to take office.

On the way, Wu Xiucai changed back into men's clothes and Miao Xiang changed back into women's makeup. From then on, they lived freely and enjoyed endless love!

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