Chapter 39: The True Joy of the Temple

There are all sorts of wonderful sounds in this world, which can make people who hear them tremble from the eardrums to the tip of the heart, instantly savoring the incomparably complex feelings as if they were electrocuted – and these sounds themselves are extremely complex and open-ended enough to give rise to a great number of associations, and so this feeling also becomes extremely complex.

For example, under the quiet rice paddies, the sound of field mice nibbling on the roots and stems, like raindrops gently sprinkled on the sandy beach, the village girl immersed in unrequited love sitting in the field, hearing these subtle sounds, who knows whether she will be in the positive or negative direction of the romantic thoughts?

For example, the sound of rustling, perhaps a waterfowl combing their feathers, perhaps undressing, perhaps together. Another example is the countless sword branches in the sword mound outside the window at this time, sticking upside down on the ground, under the shroud of twilight in the city of Dongyi, in the sea breeze, colliding with each other, emitting a slight metallic crunching sound, seems to pervade a solemn sword and golfer, but if you close your eyes to listen to it, you may be able to listen to the soft feeling of the wind chime.

Hissing this kind of sound is one of the most familiar sounds to human beings, it is the accompanying creature when some kind of fragile thing breaks, such as Qingwen tearing the fan, such as Fan Sicheng tearing the book back then, such as in the meeting hall in the upper capital city, Fan Xian tore off the white robe of Yan Bingyun and wrapped the wound carefully for him.

The magic of sound was displayed to its fullest extent in this quiet room of the sword hut, and the two who had previously been angry and coldly attacking each other stopped speaking and moving with each other along with this sound.

The plain clothes on the little emperor was torn open a big mouth, from the neck all the way down, broken to the abdomen, revealing the white underwear inside, like a white clean egg was carefully peeled off the shell, revealing the delicate content inside, and like a gift box that was packed extremely well, was torn open the ribbon, peeping the treasure inside.

At this time it was already thick spring, people were not wearing much clothing, and the little emperor was no exception, a piece of ruptured shirt was draped over the bright yellow lacing, which looked a little funny, while the underwear inside and the flash of white on the chest was incomparably blinding.

Fan Xian fell into silence. Must admit that his hand was a subconscious behavior, just after arguing with the other side, a kind of anger contributed to the behavior, perhaps also he subconsciously have some kind of abusive impulse towards this emperor. However, when he really tore open the emperor’s clothes, and saw the other party’s smooth throat, and the delicate skin above the underwear that definitely did not belong to a man, he froze, not knowing what to do next.

The little emperor’s throat knot was just a slight protrusion that had obviously been tampered with, and after losing the cover of his clothes, there was no way it could have escaped Fan Xian’s eyes.

Her …… is her, not his breasts, although still tightly bound under the white cloth band, but the edge of the cloth band, stubbornly feminine features, with a hint of overflowing plump subcutaneous fat, nakedly betrayed her true gender.

Fan Xian’s eyes stared at her breasts, immensely admiring the ability of the Northern Qi Imperial Family, wondering what material those white ties were made of, and being able to hide a pair of jade rabbits so well, without letting anyone discover the secret.

“Well …… after developing, then want to tie it to death, it is too difficult, and …… it is not good for the body.” His lips are a little dry, staring at the smear of white, can not help but begin to imagine that under the white lacing, the two groups of tender meat should be how forced to change shape, how hard it is, I do not know when they come out to breathe, how to rejoice …… and leap.

Leaping? Jumping? Fan Xian is just a young man with normal functioning, when confirming the gender of the little emperor of Northern Qi, he must use this method to shatter the other party’s hard heart shell, yet after really confirming it, he is a little confused, staring at the other party’s chest, feeling as if his own shell is going to be shattered as well.

Long hair silky smooth from the ear slides down the shoulder, this moment of tenderness, let the Emperor of Beiqi a little confused, as if the deepest darkness in the heart, along with Fan Xian’s action of unraveling the hair, then dispersed, and will no longer become a heavy burden pressed on the tip of his heart, so that he is hard to breathe. At that moment, she had already given up, had already resigned herself to her fate, and even vaguely rejoiced that her long hair could flow down in such a smooth manner.

Because her opposite is Fan Xian, this Fan Xian that she once loved and hated immensely, Fan Xian that once showed his soft and beautiful side recklessly when he was intoxicated. The little emperor had no time to think, in her subconscious mind, perhaps she had already thought that if there was anyone in the world who could know that she was a daughter, of course, Fan Xian was the best choice, because she had already revealed all of this to him long ago, only that at that time, he did not know that he was in a coma.

The little emperor’s faint beauty and sorrow, the rare hint of a daughter’s aura, and the only time in her life that she returned to being a woman were all in Fan Xian’s body. She resigned herself to her fate, and even had to force herself to grit her teeth to suppress the trace of joy in the midst of her mind’s overwhelm. However with a hissing sound, the little emperor’s front flap was unusually and directly torn apart by Fan Xian’s large split-coffin hand, revealing a body that was never shown to the public.

So she was dumbfounded, her eyes began to be lax, stimulated by this strong shock and critical strike that she couldn’t speak, just staring blankly into Fan Xian’s eyes, her body stiff and hard to move, angrily clenching her hands and trembling, bringing the wooden bed underneath her to a creaking sound.

The little emperor didn’t bother to cover her chest, letting the light of spring gradually seep out of the white cloth and fill the room, staring angrily and hatefully at Fan Xian.

She realized that Fan Xian’s gaze was fixed on her breasts, and a scent in her eyes that made her very disgusted, and then heard Fan Xian’s line of persuasion regarding the development of her breasts. Thus a flush of embarrassment and anger rose from the corner of the little emperor’s eyes, gradually fainting and coating both of her cheeks, down to her ears, then to the bottom of her neck, and finally even the snow-white skin on her breasts above the white cloth scarf began to blush with a faintly tantalizing reddish hue.

Twilight in the window accumulation, but far less than the little emperor’s body on the red to blinding, so Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, his right hand as if not listening to the general, reached to the little emperor under the chin, fingertip a pick ……

Picking off the camouflage on the little emperor’s throat, once the fake throat knot was gone, although at this point her breasts were still covered under the white cloth, the entire person’s senses were softened, gradually moving in the direction of a little girl.

Fan Xian scrutinized her brows, her eyes, and gradually drew closer to her, as if admiring a unique treasure, remaining silent. He was indeed amazed at how a woman had been able to conceal herself from the world for twenty years, and had been emperor of Northern Qi for twenty years without anyone being able to detect a single problem.

The eyebrows were trimmed since childhood, gradually born thicker, the corners of the eyes seemed to have used some drugs to make the emotions in the eyes, appear more stable. As for the eyes and mannerisms, they must have been trained by the Empress Dowager of Northern Qi on the young emperor since childhood.

Fan Xian was only in the spirit of research, shocked by one of the greatest secrets under the sky, and that’s why he leaned closer and closer, but he didn’t notice that although the little emperor stood rigidly by the side of the bed in anger, the anger in his eyes was fading more and more, fading into hate, fading into indifference.

The little emperor of Northern Qi was a woman! Although this was something Fan Xian had guessed three years ago, if he was unable to be alone in a quiet room with the two of them, he would not be able to confirm this and utilize it in his life. Not to mention how he was going to utilize the biggest lifeline of both the mother and son of the Empress Dowager Emperor of Beiqi in the future, the mere fact that he had confirmed this shocking secret had already made Fan Xian excited.

And just then, a fist that was definitely not as big as a sand bowl just appeared horizontally in front of Fan Xian’s eyes, the skin on the fist was very smooth and tender, and one could even see hidden green blood veins, which also proved that the fist was very powerful, contained momentum for a long time, and was extremely fast.

There was a muffled snap, and two streams of blood flowed out of Fan Xian’s nostrils. He covered his nose in annoyance and glared fiercely at the young emperor who was still straightening his fists, secretly thinking that he hadn’t gotten a nosebleed from being seduced by this flat-chested woman, and that it wasn’t too humiliating.

With his strength on the ninth rank, he was actually hit in the nose by a female emperor who had only learned some three footed skills from Wolf Peach, this is actually …… already embarrassing enough. If he wasn t too mesmerized, too shocked, and too inquisitive about the little emperor s face eyebrows and eyes and chest, how could he not have taken this punch.

The little emperor slowly retracted his fist and said with a cold smile, “In my life, I have never been so lightly insulted, but anyone who despises me will pay the price.”

The words were said in an atmospheric and awe-inspiring manner, matched with the little emperor’s natural imperial face, the corners of the lips of the faint mockery, not angry but powerful, looks really have a few points of momentum, however, at this moment, the little emperor’s front lapel is all cracked, the cloth breathlessly hanging on the bright yellow tie, to be more woeful and more woeful, bias she also made this appearance, is really some comical.

Fan Xian did not laugh, and said calmly after wiping off the nosebleed, ”I don’t care about this punch, but I don’t want to have it in the future. Don’t forget that you are a woman.”

You are a woman.

These words smashed hard into the heart of the young emperor, smashing her empire’s heart into chaos, her liver and intestines, her heart trembling with fear, a bleakness, anger and despair filling her heart, even the black hair that floated messily around her lips felt her emotions, pursed into her lips, and was bitten by her fiercely.

Fan Xian was shocked by this desperate look, he was not a person with a soft heart, he just never thought that the little emperor of Beiqi would one day reveal such a pitiful appearance. In the past few years, Beiqi’s imperial government and various major events had proved this female emperor’s ability to keep Beiqi stable despite the strong pressure from the Southern Qing monarchs and ministers, and based on this alone, Fan Xian had to give her a high score for her ability to rule the country.

Twenty years of living in disguise and being an emperor had undoubtedly distorted the young emperor’s psyche a bit, however, this distortion was still within a manageable range, on the contrary, because she always had to be on guard against the leakage of secrets, she had become even more cautious and prudent, and had a kind of steadfastness and maturity that was impossible for a person of the same age to possess.

Even when she was restrained by Fan Xian, she still didn’t have a trace of panic, however, when Fan Xian mercilessly reminded her once again that her secret might become known to the whole world tomorrow, she finally couldn’t take it anymore, her hard shell shattering into countless fragments like a conch being crushed by a big stone.

The young emperor’s gaze was resentful and furious, but inside, there was a strange calmness, a calmness like dead silence, and after the calmness, two looks of madness gradually appeared.

This kind of look Fan Xian had seen before, when the eldest princess Li Yunrui died before the moment, so his heart tensed up, slowly hanging down his hands, always ready to strike.

The young emperor’s expression was somewhat wooden as he opened his lips and let his black hair slide down, his voice incomparably cold, “I am a man who is not threatened.”

She thought she was able to guess what Fan Xian would do when he knew his secret. Holding such a great secret in his hands, with the ability of the Supervisory Court, it could easily shake the foundations of Beiqi’s royal rule, and the entire northern part of the world would be thrown into chaos because of this news.

“You can’t possibly utilize me, if you reveal this matter, I won’t have any value to utilize …… if you hide this matter, how can I let you utilize me?” The young emperor looked at Fan Xian resentfully.

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, slowly bowed his head, and said, “I’m not asking for much, just letting you be obedient ……” He curled his lips to mock himself and said, “You’re a woman, after all, and no matter how powerful you are, in certain key aspects. Always not as good as us stinking men to withstand the fall, to become a big thing, counting on you is impossible.”

The little emperor’s eyes narrowed: “It seems that you have already thought about the latter, but will I listen to you?”

With these words, the color of determination appeared in the eyes of the little emperor, and with a great deal of ruthlessness, he touched out a small dagger from somewhere in his sleeve, and ruthlessly stabbed down towards his chest!

After entering the sword hut, Fan Xian felt safe, he didn’t put the little emperor on his mind and didn’t search the little emperor’s body, after all, he knew that the other party was a woman and didn’t want to offend the other party too much, so it didn’t even occur to him that there was actually a dagger on the body of the little emperor that he used to kill himself in the end.

Could this dagger have been given to her by Empress Dowager of Northern Qi when she was very young? For some reason, Fan Xian’s heart suddenly welled up with a faint touch of sympathy for the daughter-bodied emperor in front of him. All day long, he was afraid that someone would discover his gender, and he could not live his life as a normal daughter, so how could he say that his life was half as pleasurable as this?

He swept closer, fingertip flicked, flicked the small emperor’s pulse.

With a sound, the small dagger fell under the bed, while the little emperor’s eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness, his left hand silently gouged the machine crossbow in his sleeve, snorting three times!

The room resounded with a strange cry from Fan Xian, only to see him forcefully twisting around the bed, his body tumbling like a gray dragon, avoiding the three crossbow arrows in a close-to-the-bone situation! His clothes had already been pierced by these three poisoned crossbow arrows, and fortunately, he was still wearing the clothes of the Supervisory Board on the inside, or else this blow alone would have injured him.

Fan Xian let out a muffled grunt, and directly threw the little emperor onto the bed, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and angrily punched over, hitting the little emperor squarely in the cheek.

His anger lay in the fact that he had just felt some sympathy for this female emperor, but he had almost been secretly injured by the other party. He then realized that the other party was after all an emperor, a third kind of creature outside of men and women, and when faced with the greatest dilemma in life, the other party would stop at nothing, even their own lives, to kill themselves.

Blood flowed from the corners of the little emperor’s lips, but she didn’t faint, proudly and resentfully lying on the bed, looking at Fan Xian who was riding on top of her, saying, “If you have the guts, kill me!”

Of course Fan Xian would not kill her, after mastering the other party’s secrets, as long as he could truly subdue the other party’s heart, this king of a country would become the third greatest treasure of his own in this world after the box Uncle Wu Zhu.

However, how could one subdue a stubborn, intelligent emperor who had been a man for twenty years and acted with male determination?

The shortest passage through a woman’s heart was the vagina, and Fan Xian understood this. He rode on the body of the little emperor, feeling the impossibly fake, female-specific elasticity and tenderness underneath him, knowing how ambiguous and springy the gesture was at this moment. But after all, he was not a rapist, and he didn’t think that after raping the little Emperor of Northern Qi, he could really achieve his goal. With his judgment of the little emperor, if he let the little emperor go afterwards, perhaps she would only take hot water to wash her lower body, as if she had been bitten by a dog, and would never see her face again in this life, cutting off all of her means of follow-up.

The little emperor struggled under Fan Xian’s body, since childhood was raised as a boy, her qi is far more powerful than her martial arts cultivation, Fan Xian was momentarily lost in thought, but almost flipped over by her.

Fan Xian looked at the blood on the corner of her lips and her resentful eyes, his heart bursting with annoyance and anger, and he lowered his voice and roared, “You’re such a bitch, you’re the one who tried to kill me, so I’m the one who dealt with you!”

“Deal with me?” The young emperor suddenly stopped struggling and slammed his fist into Fan Xian’s disgustingly beautiful face, saying angrily, “You still dare to rape me!”

Fan Xian dodged this insidious punch, and finally, in a rage that was hard to suppress, said in an incomparably wronged fury, “You were the one who mesmerized me back then! You even said I was going to rape you!”

The little emperor’s face changed, I don’t know if he thought of that summer, the scene that happened in the broken temple outside the Shangjing city, the whole person’s qi was weakened by three points. But what a character she was, treating the emperor as a skilled laborer, knowing that she categorically could not bow down to Fan Xian at this moment, or else she would be oppressed by this person for the rest of her life, she fought to lower her head and slam it into Fan Xian’s jaw, intending to turn over and become the master.

After the little emperor heard the four words “that summer”, she was like crazy, and launched an attack on Fan Xian, biting, twisting, wringing, and pounding, and she didn’t know where this little body got such a crazy aura and endless power from. Fan Xian does not want to kill her, a time was actually a whole mess, arm was bitten through the clothes a few red marks, also was bitten out of anger, single palm to her body to slap, as if hitting Fan Si Zhe ass.

Perhaps peeping into the sword hut farce of all of you will ask, small Fan Lord why not the little emperor knocked out?

In fact, the reason is very simple, fainted people always want to wake up, do not let the little emperor yield, Fan Xian is in vain risk so much.

There is another reason that cannot be declared is that, in fact, and a female emperor like a child fighting, ear to ear, clothing intertwined, limbs twisted each other, feeling …… like the water in the West Lake, swinging and swinging, gradually swinging to the boat, or the bed, as well as the hearts of the people on it.

Two people on the bed in the close skill competition, it is the so-called judo. People who have watched judo are clear, the necessary move is to pull the clothes, but even the strongest clothes have to be pulled apart one day.

So in the end, the little emperor’s white cloth made of some unknown material finally broke, making the second tearing sound in this dark room.

Fan Xian was being ridden by her at this time, and his eyes were filled with a blanket of snowy hills. His eyes were blank, and he thought to himself that the other party was more than just a woman, but also a very great woman.

There were red plums on the snow, and the pair of men and women who were playing with the snow were both tired, and the little emperor rode on Fan Xian’s body unclothed, holding down his hands, completely unaware that her puffy breasts were half-revealed, and all of them were falling into Fan Xian’s eyes, and at this point, it was more like the little emperor was raping Fan Xian.

The little emperor’s long black hair at the corner of her forehead was already wet with sweat, sticking to one place, matching her straight eyebrows, especially having a kind of clear and beautiful feeling. The people in the world respected her as an emperor, never dared to look at her squarely, even if they did, it was impossible to see any other feeling, but at the moment in Fan Xian’s heart, she was a woman of the earth, so looking at this scene, he actually felt a kind of unprecedented excitement, a strong woman with a softness in the midst of a woman, a woman with the identity of an emperor, a woman who was never willing to be ridden underneath her body, was like this, with himself tightly clinging to each other in the most intimate of encounters.

The little emperor rode on Fan Xian’s body, did not feel Fan Xian suddenly fell into silence, fast running out of strength, she did not know what her future, what the future of Beiqi was, despair filled her heart, the passing of twenty years always, made her incomparably tired, she wanted to lie down on this, yet the identity of the Emperor of Beiqi made it impossible for her to lie down and rest.

She suddenly felt pathetic and blinked somewhat helplessly. With this blink, a few drops of sweat slid down her long black hair and dripped onto Fan Xian’s chin, like a drop of oil entering a fire, igniting a fire in Fan Xian’s heart.

“Is this the posture in the temple?” Fan Xian rasped, looking at this face and the slightly bouncing mound of snow close at hand.

The little emperor held his hands and lowered her head feebly, her heart giving birth to endless sorrow, unwillingness and anger, she suddenly raised her head and stared fiercely into Fan Xian’s eyes, not knowing if she had thought of that scene in the temple back then, or if she had made some sort of determination, deciding to decide on a certain thing, even if it was a very crazy and absurd one, by herself, in the middle of the emperor’s career.

She lowered her head and blocked Fan Xian’s lips with those thin lips, then bit down hard, and blood spread between the two of them like a flower. The little emperor suddenly thought of the time when he had his first orgasm, which had also once been like this moment, full of uncertainty, anticipation, fear, excitement …… and despair.