Night fell, cicadas chirping softly!
A bright moon rose from behind clouds as transparent as cicada wings, sprinkling a clear silver radiance that completely covered the Xiaoxiang Elegant Garden.
At this moment, inside Qu Qirong’s boudoir.
She was leaning against the moonlight shining in through the window, reading the book Deng Tianyu had given her.
When she came across a humorous and interesting plot, her full, luscious red lips would curl into a charming arc.
When she read a sorrowful and oppressive plot, her fine eyebrows would furrow, and her red lips would tighten—clearly, she was deeply immersed.
Knock… Knock!
“Madam!”
Just then, a clear, crisp voice came from outside the door.
“Enter!” Qu Qirong didn’t look up, her mind still on the book.
Qing’er walked in and placed several Brocade Boxes on the table, then looked at her.
“Madam, according to Mr. Deng’s drawings, those two garments have been made!”
“There are several color options inside for Madam to review.”
Qu Qirong raised her head slightly and inquired, “Is the matter I instructed you to handle done?”
Qing’er replied, “I’ve already had Elder Huang take action, monitoring every move of Qu Yun and her son.”
“Also, continuously keep an eye on any actions within the clan!”
“Yes, Madam!” Qing’er bowed respectfully, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Only then did Qu Qirong put down the book in her hand. She picked up the Brocade Boxes and stood up, walking towards the inner chamber.
Opening a Brocade Box, what appeared before her was a new-style undergarment and underpants in black ink-wash color.
“Tianyu is always coming up with such embarrassing clothes!”
Qu Qirong’s pretty face flushed slightly. She picked up the two items and caressed them with her delicate hand—an indescribable smoothness and comfort.
“But the style of these two garments is quite novel and unique, and aesthetically pleasing.”
“I just wonder if they really are more comfortable to wear, as Tianyu said.”
In her mind, she recalled the words Deng Tianyu had spoken:
Shaping, aesthetic, more comfortable, and capable of supporting large, full breasts!
Qu Qirong bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. Her lotus steps moved lightly, her curvaceous, plump figure swaying as she arrived before the bronze mirror.
Then, piece by piece, her clothing was removed and hung on the screen.
The mirror reflected a lush, graceful, and voluptuous naked body.
A swan-like beautiful neck, snow-white, delicate skin, exquisitely full collarbones, a slender, soft, and lithe waist, and those full, magnificent breasts.
Curves in all the right places, a perfect figure, fully displaying the charm and allure of a mature beauty.
“Will it really become more comfortable after wearing it?”
Qu Qirong picked up the new black ink-wash undergarment and slowly put it on.
She searched for a good while, not knowing how to fasten it, until she discovered the clasp in the front.
After a moment, she managed to clasp it with difficulty. The heavy, soft breasts were lifted, appearing even more upright and full.
“It does feel a lot more comfortable.”
“Still, it’s a little too small.”
Qu Qirong’s fine eyebrows furrowed. She gently lifted her breasts, and after feeling them for a moment, murmured to herself.
Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, for some reason, the intimate scene of Deng Tianyu helping her remove the Heart-Controlling Gu surfaced in her mind.
Instantly, her stunningly beautiful face flushed even redder, and her heart trembled violently!
At that time, although separated by clothing, Qu Qirong could clearly feel that numbing sensation of being covered.
Her heart had beaten faster then, her red lips bitten until teeth marks appeared, her breathing unusually rapid. Her hands had wanted to shield herself but were completely powerless, her mind utterly blank.
The time it took to remove the Heart-Controlling Gu wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short either—a full half-hour.
During that time when her breasts were controlled, even changing into various shapes due to the tremors of Sword Intent, although she was incredibly embarrassed and didn’t dare open her eyes, a thought had somehow, strangely surfaced in her heart:
“Would Tianyu… would he like them being this full?”
The moment this thought emerged, Qu Qirong immediately cut it off and sternly warned herself:
“He is your junior. How can you abandon all sense of shame and have such inappropriate thoughts?”
“If he ever found out, where would you, as an elder, put your face?”
But as she fell into the warm embrace of this younger man, feeling that masculine scent she didn’t dislike, that thought which should have been severed instead began taking root and branching out, sprouting even more thoughts that crossed the boundary of seniority.
If nothing had been arranged by her family, would she have married a man like Tianyu?
Share life’s joys and hardships with him, bear his children, be a good wife and mother, live a loving, ordinary life together?
Until a hundred years later, their children grown, she and he slowly aged, finally turning into a pile of bones buried in the same place?
“Putting aside the matter of seniority, if it were Tianyu… I probably wouldn’t refuse, would I?”
“Only if…”
Qu Qirong sighed softly, her expression indescribably complex and mournful.
Then, she shook her head, resolving not to dwell on it further. She pulled aside the bed curtains and slowly lay down on the embroidered bed.
But as soon as she picked up the silk blanket, she could faintly smell a scent belonging to Deng Tianyu.
Instantly, Qu Qirong’s delicate body trembled. The scene of removing the Heart-Controlling Gu, her breasts being controlled, appeared in her mind once more.
She should have washed the silk blanket and the personal clothes she had worn that day. But for some unknown reason, she had only washed the personal clothes and overlooked the silk blanket!
In this state of emotional turmoil, Qu Qirong’s expression grew hazy. She bit her pearly teeth tightly, pressed her long, plump, beautiful legs together, pulled the silk blanket over her lush, alluring body, and her delicate hand ventured downwards!
“Tianyu should like this place.”
Thinking back to the scene when Deng Tianyu had grasped her breasts during the day, Qu Qirong’s face grew redder and redder. As if possessed, she placed her five fingers upon her trembling, soft, snowy breasts.
She pressed on those perky, full mounds of flesh. Two alluring, pink nipples were instantly pushed into the masses of fatty flesh and disappeared from sight.
She imagined Deng Tianyu grasping and kneading these twin breasts, pinching one red cherry and rubbing it vigorously. Waves of numbing sensation traveled through her. Soon, her other nipple swelled up as well, itching terribly. She could only take turns kneading and fondling them.
“Mmm… ah…”
Qu Qirong let out a shy, girlish moan, not even daring to look at how her pair of breasts were being played with.
Only her trembling fingers felt for the erect tender nubs. She gently pinched the highly erect, bright red cherries, carefully and gently pulling them. Sometimes she’d tug the tips left, sometimes squeeze them right, sometimes gently rub half the nipple, tenderly twisting it in circles.
She was still an untouched virgin. Watching this scene of Deng Tianyu pinching and playing with her nipples now felt utterly lewd.
Qu Qirong pursed her cherry lips and looked downwards. After hesitating for a long time, she guiltily parted her two smooth, white long legs.
Fragrant, hot steam rose. Between her thighs, at the soft mound of flesh, it was snowy white, plump, and incomparably clean and moist.
Her plump, tender, fleshy flower lips were as cute as a baby’s small mouth, yet far smoother and fuller. The pink, bud-like honey flesh was completely exposed, and that tiny, timid little clitoris was also embedded within.
Qu Qirong’s right hand trembled as it reached her crotch. She couldn’t help but gently caress her pink flesh slit, especially tapping repeatedly on her clitoris. Very soon, large drops of clear liquid gushed out.
She couldn’t help but think of the Jade Scepter Deng Tianyu had once carved from Thunder Wood. A feeling of emptiness welled up within her.
If Tianyu’s meat rod thrust in, what kind of pleasure would that be? Qu Qirong closed her eyes and imagined, her fingertips continuously teasing the tender hole at her crotch.
Squelch, squelch…
Qu Qirong moaned softly, low and tender, as if she were being fiercely fucked by Deng Tianyu with his meat rod. Waves of exquisite pleasure came one after another.
She had completely fallen into the depths of masturbation, trying it for the first time. Her skin became rosy and alluring, her toes tightly curled. The juicy, plump opening of her tender hole continuously leaked tiny trickles of honey, all displaying the intense stimulation and pleasure its owner was currently feeling.
“Ah… ooh… haah… haah…”
Qu Qirong’s smooth lower belly tightened urgently in spasms, her whole body convulsing in waves of flesh.
She closed her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Beneath her eyelids, her eyes rolled back she didn’t know how many times. Her small mouth slightly opened and closed like a fish gasping for water—
…
Meanwhile, in the Demon Province, within Azure Hill Mountain, inside a Main Hall.
Two beautiful women wearing fox fur capes, their snow-white tails trailing on the ground, sat facing each other with worried expressions.
One of the beautiful women had a face full of bitterness:
“That day, the Heavenly Tribulation descended. The final Thunder Tribulation was too terrifying; it directly shattered the Void.”
“We hadn’t even confirmed whether Your Highness successfully transformed into a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox before her aura disappeared.”
“It’s already been a year, and we still haven’t found Your Highness. What can we do?”
The other beautiful woman pondered for a moment before speaking. “All of Azure Hill Mountain, including all surrounding territories, has been searched. We couldn’t sense Your Highness’s aura anywhere. Could Your Highness have left the Demon Province?”
The first beautiful woman’s eyes lit up. “Space was shattered by the Thunder Tribulation. It’s highly likely Your Highness was swept into a Void Passage and transported to another province.”
“If we guess in this direction, then the province closest to Demon Province is…”
“Youzhou!” The two beautiful women exchanged a glance and spoke the two words simultaneously.
As their words fell, they looked towards the dark corner of the Main Hall. “Xue Ji!”
“At your service, Grand Elder!”
A hoarse voice came from the darkness, and a figure seemed to wriggle into existence.
“This is a Jade Plaque belonging to Your Highness. You will take it and enter Youzhou to search for traces of Your Highness!”
“Remember, whether you find her or not, do not reveal your identity. Avoid letting this matter leak out.”
“Yes!” A Jade Plaque was tossed out. The figure in the darkness caught it and then completely vanished from the Main Hall.
