Posts

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 35

The next day. Before dawn, the Li mansion was steeped in solemnity, the oppressive gloom of a bitter winter hanging in the air. The reason? Eighth Concubine had been caught in the act of adultery. It happened during the third watch, just as the night watchman's clapper echoed outside the walls. Her maid, Chunhong, had risen early and noticed a candle burning in her mistress's room. When she approached, she was horrified to discover her in bed with another man. Her scream startled the lovers. The adulterer, panicked, tried to silence her, but Chunhong had already stumbled away. By the time the mansion guards heard her cries and rushed over, the man—half-dressed—had nearly strangled her on the garden path. They swiftly subdued and bound him. The early autumn morning carried a slight chill, with thin mist shrouding the cold and desolate ancestral hall in a hazy veil. Aside from ancestral worship ceremonies, it had been a long time since the entire Li household gathered in th...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 34

The candle flame flickered dimly. A small moth circled the light a few times before plunging into the wick, its wings flaring into a tiny fireball before it was reduced to ashes, falling onto the candlestick. A sweat-slicked hand gripped the jujube wood headboard as the body behind thrust forward, forcing the upper half to collapse weakly against the plain white bed curtains. A flushed face pressed into the fabric, lips parted and damp, exhaling shallow, trembling breaths. Li Mingzheng gripped Lan Yu's waist and dragged him back, his swollen length driving in again. Lan Yu shuddered, his cock spurting thin streams of release. When he came, his cunt clenched tight—so tight that the veins on Li Mingzheng's hand bulged as his fingers dug into Lan Yu's hips, leaving bruises. Unable to resist, he bit down on the nape of Lan Yu's neck. Their naked bodies pressed flush together. Lan Yu had no strength left, his back resting against Li Mingzheng's chest, the headboard b...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 33

When Lan Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a wooden footbridge. Below it floated a black-canopied boat, while women in plain clothes washed laundry along the shore. It took him several seconds to recognize this as the path he always took home. Though his mother worked on a pleasure barge, she'd rented a small house in the city for the two of them—a modest place they could call home. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly broke into a run toward home. He nearly collided with a plump woman on the roadside, who screeched, "Running so fast—are you rushing to be reborn?" When she recognized it was Lan Yu, she immediately patted her sleeves and said, "You little vixen! What bad luck!" Lan Yu wasn't angered. This woman lived next door to his family, with a voice so loud she'd call his mother a "big vixen" and him a "little vixen" every single day. After all these years, Lan Yu actually found it somewhat endeari...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 32

A Parallel Side Story: Li Mingzheng x Lan Yu 1 They say spring is the best time to visit Yangzhou. Li Mingzheng had been to Yangzhou before, but this was his first time boarding a pleasure boat in the misty drizzle of spring rain. His companions were all scions of southern merchant families. Given Li Mingzheng's age, the attendants were mostly young men as well. Yet, even among the crowd of silk-clad youths, Li Mingzheng stood out the most. He was tall, his expression cool and detached, his demeanor exuding an unshakable calm, devoid of any youthful restlessness. At first, the other young men were somewhat intimidated—none of them had truly wanted to meet this eldest young master from Beijing. But the Li family, riding the wave of the Westernization Movement, had expanded their business to become a dominant force in the north. The pampered heirs, burdened with their elders' expectations, had no choice but to brace themselves and attend. After all, a pleasure house was sti...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 31

Li Mingzheng was relentless. By the time the bed curtains were drawn aside, the sheets were a tangled mess of sweat and spend. Lan Yu's lower half was swollen, his legs trembling. Even his nipples, red and sore from rough handling, stung with every breath. Hissing through his teeth, he sneered at Li Mingzheng, "How long has it been since the young master last had a woman?" Li Mingzheng had already donned his robe, fastening the diagonal buttons with cool detachment, none of the feral hunger from earlier remaining. At the question, he turned to look at Lan Yu, who sat naked on the bed's edge, every inch of him marked by Li Mingzheng's hands. Ignoring the jab, Li Mingzheng said nothing. Unbothered, Lan Yu studied his slender fingers, his waist still tingling from the bruising grip that had held him down during their rough coupling. Suddenly, he called out, "Young master, come here." Li Mingzheng glanced at him. Lan Yu whined impatiently, "I won...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 30

Li Mingzheng toyed with the nape of his neck as Lan Yu kissed him—light, fleeting touches with soft lips. When he didn't pull away, the kiss deepened, Lan Yu's tongue tracing the sharp lines of the man's mouth, panting softly as he murmured, "Li Mingzheng, kiss me." Li Mingzheng watched his fluttering lashes, then tightened his grip. Lan Yu's tongue pressed deeper, but he quickly lost control. Despite his cold demeanor, Li Mingzheng's kisses were fiercely aggressive, like a chilling blade forcing its way into his mouth, claiming every inch. Lan Yu gasped for breath, cheeks flushed, instinctively trying to retreat, but Li Mingzheng held him firmly by the neck, pinning him against the desk as he ravaged that sweet-talking mouth. Tall and long-limbed, Li Mingzheng nearly engulfed Lan Yu in his shadow. Though Lan Yu had grown up on a pleasure boat and been with many men of the Li family, he was no match for such a kiss. His legs weakened, his breathing ragg...
Post a Comment
Read more

Feudal Dregs - Chapter 29

Amidst the chaos in Beijing, their late return went unnoticed. Only Li Ming'an's mother, Madam Zhao, was waiting at the gate. The moment she saw her son, she briefly locked eyes with Lan Yu before immediately turning her attention to Li Ming'an, grasping his hands and looking him over while complaining, "Why didn't you come home? What were you doing at the porridge kitchen?" Li Ming'an said, "I just went to take a look. Mother, you're not well yet. Why are you up?" Madam Zhao said, "Your eldest brother specifically sent someone to tell us to stay inside these days. When I saw you hadn't returned so late, how could I not worry?" She rambled on, coughing twice. Li Ming'an patted her back and instinctively glanced at Lan Yu. Lan Yu nodded politely and quietly headed toward his own courtyard. Li Ming'an wanted to say something but didn't know what. Supporting Madam Zhao, he said, "Mother, the wind is strong out...
Post a Comment
Read more