Chapter 1: The Fifth King of Zi Xuan

  Penglai Building, as the name suggests, coming here is like entering a fairyland. All troubles and worldly worries will disappear into thin air, and all you need to do is enjoy yourself. Penglai Building is the largest brothel in the Zixuan Kingdom, with men inside who are exceptionally skilled and will make you addicted.

  "Ah...... Your Highness, Your Highness, be gentle." From within the red silk bed curtains came a man's faint moans and whispers, as if he was both resisting and begging.

  It's nothing unusual for the Penglai Pavilion to make such a noise, but because the people inside are the only prince of today's Purple Mystical Country - Purple Ruoye and the flower head of the Penglai Pavilion - Yun Cong.

  Zi Xuan country, since the opening of the dynasty, has been a matriarchal society where women are in charge. Women are the pillars of the family and the heavens for men. In Zi Xuan country, beneath its seemingly enlightened surface, there is an unwritten rule that men are born to be appendages of women, to be played with, pampered, or whipped at will. In short, Zi Xuan country is a female supremacist nation.

  "King... sir, I... can't take it." The man's disjointed moans echoed through the room, and the other men in Penglai Building couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Yun Qingxin. These men were already without status, and women only saw them as playthings. If they were good-looking enough, they could enter the palace; if they met a good person, their life would be set. But which man in the green building would pity them?

  Yun Cong was bought out of the pavilion by Wang Ye for 100,000 taels of gold. The woman who bought Yun Cong only said one sentence: "From now on, you are my person." But who would have thought that the buyer was actually the King of Purple Mystic Country, a man whose name made people tremble with fear? It seems that Yun Cong's future days will not be easy either. The men in Penglai Building secretly pitied Yun Cong and some even shed tears in private.

  "The cloud solidifies, can't bear it but have to bear." The gentle words of the woman were actually heart-chilling words, as if the person below her had a deep and great hatred for her.

  "Your Highness... I really can't take it anymore." Yun Cong panted softly, her cheeks flushed pink, a dress of pale pink perfectly intact on her body. The only part of her body exposed was her smooth feet.

  "Clouds condensed, I didn't expect you to be done so quickly today." She put her foot on his and stood up with a smile, looking at the man in front of her whose face was flushed red.

  "It's because Master Wang used too much force today." Yun Cong said with some reproach, her small face red and puffy like a ripe peach.

  "Then I'll be gentler next time." She wrapped her arms around Yun Ning, holding him in her own embrace. Although she had been in this Purple Mystic Country for over a year now, every time she picked up this man who stood taller than her by a head, it was still surprisingly light, leaving her somewhat astonished.

  Yun Cong quietly nestled in the bosom of Zi Ruo Ye's leaves, and after a long while, softly called out, "Wang Ye."

  "What's wrong? Didn't I tell you not to call yourself a slave? It's been a year and you still can't change. You seem to have lost even more weight." He patted Yun Cong's waist, sighed, and originally there wasn't much meat on his waist, now it seemed even thinner.

  "I don't dare be so presumptuous in front of the king." Yun Cong lowered his head, feeling a bit wronged. He breathed lightly, and the king held him tightly...

  "There's no need to be so presumptuous, it's because I allowed you to speak like that. From now on, in front of me, just address me and that will do." She buried her head in his black hair, taking a deep breath, as there was always a very pleasant fragrance about him.

  "Slave..."

  "Don't make me say it a second time." The words carried a faint warning, and the punishment was accompanied by a slight pinch on his waist, but instead brought on a slight tremble.

  "Slave..."

  Looking at his very wronged appearance, it seemed as if she was a big grey wolf, about to devour him whole, when in fact she was just helping him massage his feet.

  "It's late and it's time to rest. You should rest." He carried him to bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, and was about to leave when he found his clothes being pulled by someone.

  "Will the king not accompany me tonight? If I go out, I'm afraid..." The kind-hearted one listened to him finish speaking, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

  "What is fear?"

  "It's probably going to raise suspicions." Yun Cong sat up and began to unbutton Zi Ruoye's shirt, Zi Ruoye stared at him with wide eyes, just now wasn't the one who was shy. How come he's so bold now.

  "Your Highness, don't look at me like that." Yun Cong's gentle voice caressed her nerves, and it was true, if she went out like this, wouldn't it mean that this lustful king was no good?

  "Let's have Wang stay with our little Ning'er tonight." She hugged him and spun around to lie down on the bed.

  Yun Ning was slightly stunned, his face a bit flushed. He knew that if Wang Ye was joking with him, he would definitely use the title "Ben Wang". But it had been a year now, and even though he knew it every time, he still couldn't help but have his cheeks flush red like clouds drifting by.

  "Your Highness, you're teasing me again..." Softly spoken with a hint of discontent, but still snuggled in and found a comfortable position to sleep. His hand was still wrapped around Ziyue's waist as usual.

  It's been a year, has it been a year since I came to this world too? Time really flies. My 21st-century self had heart disease and was a master who would die at any moment, but life is short and must be lived well, so I've been playing happily and eating happily, only to think that I just turned 20, and my heart disease suddenly went away. I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but I didn't expect her to open her eyes again.

  As soon as he opened his eyes, he had already become the only king of the Purple Mystic Country. At first, he thought it was a joke. How could this woman be an official, let alone a king? It wasn't until he heard the account from his subordinates that he realized the Purple Mystic Country was a matriarchal society. He never expected that in this life, he would actually meet her.

  Only after inquiring further did I learn that this Prince's reputation was extremely bad, he would often flirt with good men and women everywhere, and every day he would go to the brothel. He didn't seem like a good person either. Just by looking at the servants' fawning expressions, it's clear that this prince is indeed a failure. This Zi Ruoye really has no quality, beating and scolding servants is probably also a common occurrence, just look at Xiaohua's hand with faint whip marks. I didn't expect that Zi Ruoye used to be a pervert? It's truly unbelievable. But how she died, I still couldn't find out. When I asked the servants, they all consistently said it was drowning.

  Who would believe that! That pool can drown at most a three-year-old child. Although Zi Ruoye is softer and thinner compared to the women of Purple Mystic Country, she absolutely wouldn't be so easily drowned to death. Then who would want to know about Zi Ruoye's death?

  "Your Highness... can't sleep?"

  "En? No, just thinking about some things, go to sleep early." Comforting Yun Ning, the feeling of drowsiness suddenly surged up. Go to sleep, what's the point of worrying about such annoying things...

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