The night was deep and dark, and the palace was silent except for a gentle breeze that brought a chill to the bone.
“Ah… ah!… Hmm!… Ah…!”
Even though Mo Xingyun had prepared himself mentally, he still stood frozen at the entrance of his mother’s palace, his blood rushing to his head, his eyes fixed on the erotic scene inside.
Inside the golden-pink palace, the flickering candlelight cast a dim glow.
Men’s and women’s clothes, shoes, and socks were scattered haphazardly on the carpet.
Two silver-white embroidered high heels lay on the floor beside the bed.
On the large bed in the center of the bedroom, pink curtains hung low, and the semi-transparent brocade canopy revealed glimpses of the interior.
From within, the sweet, seductive moans of pleasure emanated from the woman, mingled with the deep, satisfied groans of the man, and the sounds of flesh slapping together during intercourse.
The atmosphere was ambiguous and decadent.
On the luxurious and exquisite bed in the palace, pink and romantic curtains were drawn, revealing indistinct intertwined figures inside.
Within the semi-transparent brocade curtains, a man and a woman were passionately entwined, climbing toward the peak of desire and enjoying the pleasure brought by sex.
The man looked very strong and masculine, with a long, flowing head of hair cascading down his front, swaying rhythmically with the movement of his body.
His strong, muscular body pressed down on the stunningly beautiful woman beneath him.
Through the curtains, the woman’s figure was blurry, but one could still make out her curvaceous figure, full breasts and plump buttocks.
The curves from her fragrant back to her beautiful buttocks rose and fell like mountains, making her extremely hot and sexy.
Lying on the bed, her jade-like body displayed an astonishingly alluring beauty.
Her arms, soft and boneless, coiled around the man’s neck like a serpent.
Her slender fingers dug deep into his strong back muscles, her nails leaving faint red marks on his sweaty skin.
Her supple waist, soft as a willow, arched upward involuntarily, welcoming each of the man’s fierce thrusts.
Her round, plump peach-shaped buttocks were pressed firmly against the bed by the man’s genitals.
The two plump, snow-white buttocks overflowed to the sides under the violent impact, the cleft between her buttocks deep, revealing the pink color of her flesh soaked in lustful fluids.
Long, voluptuous legs in flesh-colored stockings clung tightly to his strong waist like an octopus, their ankles tracing alluring curves in the air.
The delicate lace trim on the stockings trembled slightly with each movement, exuding an irresistible allure.
Her snow-white, full breasts rose high like peaks, throbbing violently on her chest, creating dazzling waves of flesh.
Her delicate, erect, pink nipples, like two ripe cherries, were faintly visible beneath the thin gauze, tempting the eye.
Her areolas were pale pink, emanating a sensual fragrance.
Their lower bodies were intertwined tightly, engaged in passionate intercourse.
The man’s penis, veins bulging, was as hard as iron, thrusting rapidly into the beautiful woman’s plump, juicy, pink vulva, impatiently pounding into her exquisite jade cave.
Each powerful thrust was heavy and forceful, causing the woman’s delicate flesh to tremble, her plump buttocks bouncing and undulating in waves of lascivious pleasure.
She swayed her hips and waist to match the man’s rhythm, occasionally letting out a soft moan of “Mmm… Ah…”
The man’s thick penis was thrusting wildly in and out of her wet, tight vagina.
Each thrust forced open the two slippery petals, piercing straight to the heart of her flower, causing the beauty’s clitoris to spasm in waves, and honeyed juices splattered everywhere.
Each withdrawal brought out large gushes of crystal-clear, lustful fluid, pulling out long, sticky silver threads that flowed down her snow-white thighs, soaking the dark, lush pubic hair into a muddy mess.
The wet, sticky pubic hair clung tightly to her full mons pubis, and her thick labia had long been ravaged, glistening with moisture, red and swollen.
With each thrust of the penis, they were rolled open, revealing the tender, luscious flesh inside.
The folds of flesh on the inner walls tightly gripped the invading giant, and the vaginal opening constantly writhed and sucked, making a lewd sizzling sound.
The couple engaging in intercourse were none other than Emperor Wei Wuyin and Empress Ning Xuefei.
Mo Xingyun was consumed by rage, his heart burning with fury.
He desperately wanted to rush in and kill Wei Wuyin, but his legs felt like lead, unable to move.
Beyond hatred, a forbidden stirring within him quietly emerged.
A seductive figure pierced his vision through the thin veil, and he felt a strange heat rise within him, his heart pounding erratically.
He gritted his teeth, condemning this twisted thought, yet he could not deny the unsettling power of that familiar figure intertwined with that unfamiliar allure.
“Ah!… Mmm!… Mmm!
Xuefei… I love you so much… You’re so good… Ah!
I love you… I love you… Here you are… I’m so happy you let me come to you tonight…”
Wei Wuyin spoke passionately as he murmured sweet nothings to Ning Xuefei while thrusting his lower body wildly, lifting her plump, snow-white, long, slender legs and wrapping them around his waist and back.
He seemed to have not felt such unbridled pleasure in a long time, his movements wild and fierce.
Each thrust seemed to be an attempt to merge his entire being into the perfect body beneath him, causing her delicate body to tremble and her flesh to churn.
His large hands wantonly kneaded her smooth buttocks, his fingertips sinking deep into her tender, fleshy cheeks.
Her plump, peach-like buttocks rippled with dazzling waves as they were struck, the sounds of flesh colliding echoing incessantly.
“How long has it been since we… have been this happy…?
Hmm?
Almost a year… or longer?”
Ning Xuefei did not respond to him.
She simply kept her beautiful, autumn-water-like eyes tightly closed, moaning and panting softly as he manipulated her incomparably alluring body.
Her ample breasts swayed violently in front of her chest, creating waves of alluring flesh.
She continuously hummed soft, melodious moans, as if what she was enduring was not ultimate pleasure, but merely a task that had to be completed.
Mo Xingyun’s mind went blank, and he was so tense that he could not move.
He watched as the man he hated most, Wei Wuyin, was passionately making love with his dearest mother on the bed.
Although the thin bed curtains blocked his view, he still felt suffocated and tight in his chest. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
For a moment, he was unaware of the feelings of hatred and pain.
He only felt difficulty breathing and could not think of anything.
He had completely entered a state of emptiness.
He suddenly felt a strange dryness in his mouth, and a strange and surging lust rose in his lower abdomen.
His heartbeat became completely disordered, and his penis shamefully began to rise.
He clenched his teeth tightly, frantically denouncing his twisted and perverted thoughts in his mind, yet he could not deny that his mother’s familiar figure and her strange, lewd and seductive demeanor were intertwined, shaking his mind with an unprecedented impact.
“It’s an interesting feeling, isn’t it…” Long Yue’s cool voice rang in Mo Xingyun’s mind again.
Her voice was like an icy spring, instantly pouring onto his scalding and chaotic sea of consciousness, causing him to tremble violently.
Long Yue continued, “Seeing your beloved… long-lost mother making love with your father’s killer, wouldn’t that be a very complicated feeling…?”
“What’s more…” Long Yue’s voice seemed to carry a hint of amusement, “This also awakens what you lack… maternal love?
Romantic love?
Or perhaps a male’s possessiveness toward a female?”
Mo Xingyun was extremely agitated, his mind a jumbled mess.
He felt like he was going crazy, and he roared at Long Yue in his heart, “I don’t know… I don’t find it interesting!
I… I want to kill them…!”
Long Yue’s voice became somewhat distant: “Human emotions are truly the most wondrous and powerful source of strength in this world.
Anger, sorrow, joy, desire… they can drag people into an abyss of no return, or they can unleash world-destroying power.
What you are experiencing now is the key to activating your true power.”
“It is hatred, it is jealousy, it is pain, it is the darkness and possessiveness from the deepest part of your bloodline… These complex and powerful emotions are also the food for the huge potential within you.
However… it is not the right time yet.
Moreover, the Qinghua power within you is still there, so these things cannot affect you.”
Mo Xingyun still did not understand.
He felt that Long Yue’s words were mysterious and profound, but the excruciating pain was so real.
Long Yue sensed his confusion and continued in a deep voice, “All right, now is not the time for you to ponder these things.
Put away your pathetic and untimely desires, and suppress your hatred for now.
You did not come here to watch a live sex show.”
Mo Xingyun suddenly woke up, and the bloodshot and confused look in his eyes faded away in an instant, restoring a sliver of clarity.
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the complex emotions churning within him.