The Immortal Palace Mountains.
Beside the main peak, on a separate mountain, stood an elegant building constructed of white brick and tile. This place was called the "Cloud-Secluded Courtyard," composed of several front and rear courtyards and a three-story high tower. The walls were all carved with exquisite and complex patterns of phoenixes. The pavilions, terraces, and towers were ornately decorated with unique ingenuity. Amidst the mist-shrouded Immortal Palace mountain range, it possessed a style all its own.
This was the place where the Immortal Palace's Holy Empress, Ning Xuefei, would reside in solitude and contemplation. Without her permission, not even the revered Emperor could enter here.
The bright moon hung high in the sky. It was late and all was quiet. In the center of the "Cloud-Secluded Courtyard," in a tranquil spot, there was a pool of natural mountain spring water shrouded in a thin veil of mist. The stream flowing down the mountain and the geotherma heat here formed a natural, nourishing hot spring. The surrounding area had been built into a small, elegant, and exquisite courtyard. The moonlight glided over the delicate garden, casting a hazy and gentle glow, accentuating the place's unique, refined charm, brimming with an otherworldly aura.
At this moment, hidden within the rockery behind the hot spring was a white figure. It was Hu Hong, son of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Island and a guest of the Immortal Palace. He was dressed in flowing clothes and had a handsome appearance, but his face was tense with anxiety. He crouched low behind the rocks, circulating his inner energy to hold his breath. A small crack in the rock before him allowed him to see into the hot spring.
This was clearly a perfect vantage point for voyeurism.
Soon, the alluring, rhythmic "tap-tap-tap" of a woman's high heels approached. A subtle, captivating fragrance permeated the air. The scent was neither pungent nor vulgar. Instead, it carried a faint, intoxicating floral aroma mixed with the warm, mature, and uniquely feminine fragrance of orchids and musk. His heart stirred, knowing that the woman of the moment had arrived.
A graceful, white figure appeared in the mist-shrouded hot spring. She wore a thin, gauze-like, form-fitting white long gown. As she walked, her slender waist swayed gently. The long white gown trailed on the ground, and her full, round, peach-like buttocks were wrapped by the thin gauze, creating a captivating, alluring arc that swayed seductively with her movements. Her long, shapely legs, sheathed in flesh-colored stockings, stepped in high heels. The plump, full curves of her legs were faintly visible and tantalizingly hinted at beneath the pink skirt. The semi-transparent fabric of the thin dress accentuated the woman's tall, graceful curves and delicate, jade-like body.
She walked gracefully to the edge of the hot spring, finally allowing a clear view of her face, as pure and beautiful as snow. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were slender, her eyes clear and bright, her nose straight and elegant, her lips moist and cherry-like, and her cheeks fragrant and smooth. She was a stunningly beautiful woman, a peerless beauty with skin like snow and a face like a flower. She was the mistress of the Immortal Palace, the master of this "Cloud-Secluded Courtyard". Ning Xuefei.
When Hu Hong saw this peerless beauty appear, his face grew tense and his inner energy unstable. He knew this woman's martial arts were supremely powerful, even the slightest change in the surrounding energy would likely be detected by her. Therefore, he struggled to compose himself, circulating his inner energy to regulate his breathing, holding his breath and focusing his mind.
Ning Xuefei's figure was slender yet voluptuous, her posture like that of an immortal, utterly flawless and breathtakingly beautiful. She walked to the edge of the spring and leaned back against a chair carved from a single block of stone. She elegantly lifted one of her beautiful legs, and with her jade-like hands, she removed the exquisitely carved high heels one by one, revealing her perfect, round, and lustrous feet, still sheathed in the flesh-colored stockings.
Hu Hong's emotions surged. He stared fixedly at the beautiful woman before him, not daring to blink, terrified of missing even a second of this sensuous, beautiful scene.
Ning Xuefei placed the high heels to the side. The thin gauze gown revealed her pair of legs, which were as lustrous as porcelain and yet full and sensual, still wrapped in the delicate flesh-colored stockings. She stretched her jade-like legs, and as her tender, pink fingers stroked them, the thin stockings were peeled away layer by layer, inch by inch revealing her fair, smooth skin. Her movements were extremely graceful and unhurried, this soul-stealing action filled with a unique, feminine charm. After removing one stocking, she removed the other. As she peeled off the stockings, her full, sensuous buttocks, seated on the stone chair, would occasionally twist lightly. The plump, round buttocks were flattened against the chair, the overflowing, tempting flesh pressing against the thin gauze gown, stretching it almost to the point of transparency.
With the stockings removed, her full, lustrous, and shapely legs beneath the gown were now completely exposed. They were glossy and white, so much so that one could almost see the faint, reddish lines of blood vessels beneath the pink flesh.
She then stood up. Her snow-white, slender hands slowly untied the sash at her waist. The thin gauze gown slid down her enchanting body and fell to the floor.
Hu Hong's spirit trembled violently. He was completely stunned.
Before his eyes appeared a dazzling, perfect female body. Her skin was tender and smooth, her jade nose straight, her bright eyes slightly narrowed as if veiled in a layer of moist mist. Her long, black, silky hair cascaded down her smooth, satin-like back. Her arms were white and crystalline, her shoulders soft and smooth, her skin full and luscious. Her skin was as glossy as jade. Below her pink, tender neck, her full, towering breasts trembled with each breath. The twin peaks swayed rhythmically; not only were they full and round, but they were also large and firm. The two nipples, as red and alluring as cherries, tilted slightly upward, a virgin-like pink color. The full, red areolas were beautiful and enticing, enveloping the seductively erect nipples. Between the full, towering breasts, a deep, captivating cleavage was formed.
In stark contrast to her full, soft chest was her waist, so slender, so narrow it seemed one could snap it with a hand. Her lower abdomen was flat and firm, her skin white and smooth. Below her slender waist rose a round, perky, peach-like buttocks. They were as firm and full, round and luscious. When standing, her beautiful, plump buttocks would naturally jut backward, a charm and allure unique to a mature, stunning beauty. Between her tightly closed legs, her private parts could not hide the dense, dark hair within. Through the mist, one could vaguely see the plump, tender mound, shaped like a small steamed bun. The hair was neatly trimmed, smooth and clean, making one wonder what a pink and charming peach of a paradise was hidden within, a soul-stealing allure set off by the fair skin of her thighs.
Below her beautiful buttocks was a pair of full, fair, and long jade-like legs. They were tender, glossy, and delicate, their skin fair with a rosy hue. Her thighs were plump and fleshy, while her calves were delicate and slender with beautiful curves. Her legs were pressed tightly together without a gap. A pair of beautiful feet stood on the marble by the hot spring, white as jade, flawless. The skin on the foot surface was smooth and delicate.
Such a sexy, glamorous, and enchanting body, combined with a face that could topple empires, would make any man who saw it lose his soul, his blood boiling with passion, going mad and prostrating himself at her feet.
However, she had a naturally cold and aloof temperament. Her beautiful face was stern, and coupled with the far-reaching fame of her "Xuanhua Divine Skill," the martial world only spoke of her fairy-like beauty, but few would dare to harass her.
This Hu Hong, however, was an exception. He had a dignified appearance and a face as handsome as jade. Since leaving the Hundred Flowers Island to travel, countless beauties of the martial world had fallen for him. He was young, vigorous, and full of youthful energy. He was also arrogant about his looks, and his mother was the famous Lord of the Hundred Flowers Island. As a result, he was dissolute, indulging his desires and hunting for beauties, accepting all who came his way, and he had ruined the lives of countless good women and beautiful girls.
He had come to the Immortal Palace a few months ago to pay respects to the Emperor, originally on a mission from the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Island to deliver gifts. But by chance, he saw the peerless face of the Immortal Palace's Holy Empress, Ning Xuefei, and was immediately stunned, thinking her a goddess. From the moment he first saw her, he was deeply captivated.
This peerless beauty exuded an air of a fairy, bright, dignified, and graceful. She was naturally cold and had little drsire, as aloof as an iceberg. Yet, her figure was mature and alluring, full and curvy. Her front was prominent and her back was perky, her exquisite figure was always wrapped in various long gowns and dresses. Her breasts were large and full, her buttocks plump and round, her waist slender and enchanting, and her legs long and snow-white. She would unintentionally exude a mature, seductive charm that enticed men, making their minds wander.
He had played with so many beautiful women he couldn't even count them, but he had never felt such a strong desire to possess a woman as he did at this moment. If he could hold Ning Xuefei's hand and go to bed, rolling with her. In passion, when she removed her beautiful robes, just how astonishingly elastic and fleshy would her plump, round buttocks feel to touch? What kind of sensuously carnal pleasure would it be to have those stocking-clad legs wrapped around his body? Just from seeing this stunning beauty, the penis in his pants was already uncontrollably erect. Each time, he had to secretly circulate his inner energy to suppress his erect member to avoid embarrassing himself.
Unfortunately, Ning Xuefei was of noble status, possessed supreme martial arts skills, and had a cold, arrogant personality. She was also the Emperor's wife. His several attempts to curry favor and fawn over her were all coldly rejected. Out of respect for the Emperor, he dared not reveal his intentions too openly, and he absolutely could not use force.
All told, he had been lingering in the Immortal Palace for several months but had still not succeeded. He prided himself on being handsome and dashing, but Ning Xuefei had never even been civil to him, basically never even giving him a direct look. He was both angry and frustrated, yet unwilling to leave just like that. The feeling of having this ripe, sensual meat right before his eyes but being unable to taste it made his heart burn with lustful fire every day.
Today, he heard that Emperor Wei Wuyuan was about to go out to battle the Demon Cult. An idea struck him: with the Emperor away from the Immortal Palace, Ning Xuefei would be without her husband's company, making things much more convenient. He might have a better chance.
During the Emperor's meeting earlier, he had stared intently at the breathtakingly beautiful Holy Empress of the Immortal Palace. Her every glance and turn was full of grace, her figure enchanting and full. The more he looked, the more beautiful she seemed, making the fire in his heart burn hotter, his soul captivated. He wished he could immediately pounce on her, tear off her thin gauze gown, rip her flesh-colored stockings, and thrust his penis into her honey hole, fiercely fucking her plump, beautiful, and fragrant body!
After the meeting ended, relying on the Hundred Flowers Island's inherited supreme lightness skill, "Stroll Among the Flowers," he eavesdropped outside the palace on a conversation between Ning Xuefei and the Emperor. In fact, he had already sought opportunities to eavesdrop on their conversations several times recently. Originally, he had hoped to catch a glimpse of their sensual bedroom activities to satisfy his voyeuristic cravings. But after a month of spying, he had actually discovered a fact: Ning Xuefei and the Emperor's relationship was extremely discordant. Ning Xuefei's feelings for the Emperor, in particular, were almost as cold as if they were strangers.
Whatever the reason, this was exactly what Hu Hong had hoped for. He felt as if he saw an opportunity. The desire for food and sex was part of human nature. A beautiful woman in a poor marriage would surely have little marital relations; her sensual desires would go unsatisfied. For a veteran in the matters of love like Hu Hong, this was a great news.
After the meeting, Hu Hong followed Ning Xuefei all the way to this deserted "Cloud-Secluded Courtyard." From her conversation with her handmaiden, he learned that she was coming to the hot spring to bathe and rest. He was overjoyed and immediately rushed to the spring ahead of her, found a hiding spot, and used the Turtle's Breath Skill to avoid being discovered, preparing to secretly watch the beautiful scene of the woman bathing.
The mist swirled in the hot spring. Ning Xuefei gently lifted her pink, jade-like leg and walked slowly into the glowing spring. The water rippled with gentle waves. She leaned against the edge of the pool and sat gracefully. The rising mist enveloped her, her black, silky hair cascading into the water like a waterfall. In the spring water, her exquisitely curved body was faintly visible, and beads of condensed mist formed on her creamy skin.
The naked body of the "Number One Beauty of the Longyue Continent" was right before his eyes. In his hiding spot, Hu Hong's penis in his pants was as hard as iron, and the lust in his eyes was almost about to burst forth.
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