"The emperor's physician ca personally to examine your brother. Neither he nor the physicians in the pavilion believe they will be able to restore the prince's entire genital area."
A firm, cold voice echoed behind ilin as she walked through a wide, quiet courtyard, feeling Qingyi stroke her hair.
That voice belonged to one of the gold king's shadows, who disappeared imdiately after delivering the ssage.
"Hm... he got what he deserved, aren't you happy?" Qingyi asked, sitting down on a nearby chair before imdiately pulling ilin onto his lap, giving her butt a gentle pat.
"Yes, I'm just... anxious. He doesn't have much power, but his mother is a vicious bitch with a high chance of advancing to the astral body realm. She's even more talented than my father."
"I'm just afraid she'll do sothing against husband, or try to ruin our marriage. She wasn't a very pleasant guest at my mother's wedding."
"Can't your father just not invite her?"
"Maybe, but I highly doubt she cares about invitations. Despite being his concubine, she is still a powerful and respected expert in the capital. She no longer needs my father's gold, though she will never abandon it."
"I see..." Qingyi sighed. His hands flowed over ilin's slender body, passing over her wide hips and reaching the plump, round, perfect cheeks of her ass.
He used the grip on those juicy orbs to settle her on his lap.
That place was one of ilin's many private mansions in the capital, a few miles from the illuminated imperial palace.
With ilin ordering the servants to leave and the shadow that accompanied them gone, the two were alone now.
"Hm... let's stop talking about bad things... What does hubby want to do while we wait for the wedding preparations?" ilin said, bringing her hands to her dress.
The thin fabric slid off her delicate shoulders, cascading over her wide hips and revealing her pale skin.
"Hubby will give as much attention as he gave Isabel, right?" She said, moving her hips in a gentle sway on Qingyi's lap, a perfect throne for that incomparable ass.
"Hm... and why wouldn't I?" Qingyi smiled. His hands moved up ilin's waist, reaching her voluminous, firm breasts. "Naughty, greedy girl."
He squeezed the pale peaks together, feeling their size and firmness against his palms. The pink nipples were already hardened in the cold air.
"I am the daughter of the gold king, after all... how could I not be greedy?" ilin questioned. "And besides..."
With a smooth movent, she left Qingyi's lap, grabbing his pants and pulling them down.
"It's not like hubby is any different," she panted as Qingyi's cock escaped from his pants, hitting her lips with a wet, obscene pop.
Without waiting for a response, her lips parted, taking the mber into her tight, wet mouth. Her cheeks sank in with the force of her suction.
"Hm... I'm really no different..." Qingyi relaxed as he received ilin's blowjob. That little mouth was almost as good as her ass, almost... 'Ruxue... is everything okay?' Qingyi asked ntally. His hand flowed to ilin's head, caressing her hair carefully.
[More than okay, fufufu~~] Ruxue's laughter echoed in Qingyi's mind,
full of excitent.
[The world of the mind is complete, and my power has increased even more... Even in the Celestial Heaven, my tal must be
unmatched!] Ruxue laughed again.
Qingyi couldn't see her, but he imagined she would be dancing alone at this very mont.
It was natural, after all, her cultivation level was linked to the power of the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.
Being complete in the Immortal Heaven, she should already have enough power to kill an expert of the astral body realm on her own. Even Qingyi had doubts about whether he could accomplish such a feat. At least soone as powerful as Lucios would certainly be able to break bones with every punch.
"Hm... I wonder how that old man is doing..." Qingyi shook his head.
Lucios wanted to marry him to Seraphine at all costs, but in the end, he ended up without a son and without his granddaughter.
One day Qingyi would visit him again, but not now.
Slowly, Qingyi's eyes drifted down to ilin.
Her movents were getting faster and faster, and the suction force
in her mouth beca even more powerful as she struggled to milk
every last drop from him.
Her dark eyes rose, misty and full of desire as a small pool of love
juices ford between her legs.
She closed her eyes, feeling the pressure build and Qingyi's cock
throb with increasing force.
She could feel it; it was coming, it was so close.
Suddenly, ilin froze. Her eyes widened as a flood of hot, sticky cum
invaded her mouth.
"Nghnn~~ gulp~~ gulp~~ gulp~~" Her delicate throat worked incessantly, greedy gulps going down her esophagus as a single pearly
string escaped her lips.
"Ah..." ilin's lips parted as the last gulp went down, and Qingyi's
cock finally escaped the grip of her mouth.
"Hm... hubby had so much today~~" She smiled. Her index finger traced the string of cum dripping down her chin, collecting the sperm
to bring it to her tongue.
"Delicious as always-aghnn!~~" ilin's voice was interrupted by a sharp clap as Qingyi pulled her up, slapping her ass.
"Don't you think you're spending too much ti with Feiyan? You're turning into a pervert just like her..." Qingyi whispered, hugging her
tightly.
"Ghnn~~ you made a pervert like this, not big sister Feiyan... take responsibility for all this naughtiness!" ilin demanded, puffing out her chest and eliciting a sigh from Qingyi.
She wasn't wrong; he was responsible for making her this way.
"Ah... where is your cultivation room? I think I'm ready to reach the
realm of the ancient emperor."
Honestly, he had already regretted not having made this
breakthrough earlier.
He was dying of anxiety at the thought of what his domain might
possibly be.
Hearing Qingyi's words, ilin nodded, waiting for all the girls to leave the mind world before guiding Qingyi to her cultivation room. After all, while Qingyi was cultivating, they might as well start planning the wedding.
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