Chapter 10
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 010
Chapter Title: The Mystery of Yin-Yang Harmony
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Yeonhwa moved her hips as Cheonwi guided her. Then,
Zing!
"Eek?!"
Yeonhwa's eyes rolled back. Cheonwi's glans had precisely grazed her most sensitive spot, her G-spot.
"Th-this! What is this?! It's weird! Uwaaang!"
"That's right, right there. You focus your attack on that spot."
Cheonwi gripped her pelvis firmly, helping guide her movements. Thump, thump, thump. The piston motion struck her vital point with pinpoint accuracy.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! It's... so different from the Emperor! Haaang! I'm going crazy!"
Yeonhwa clutched the bedhead and shook her hips wildly. Sweat poured down like rain onto Cheonwi's chest. Drool leaked from her mouth, but she didn't even think to wipe it away.
This was true copulation.
Not a formal, obligatory defense battle, but the primal act of ravaging each other's bodies for pleasure.
Yeonhwa forgot she was the Empress. She forgot her husband lay right beside her. The only thing in the world was the massive, scorching lump of pleasure throbbing between her legs.
But cowgirl was a physically demanding position. Especially for the Empress, who rarely exercised.
"Huff, huff... My legs... have no strength..."
Yeonhwa's movements slowed. Climax was right around the corner, but her body couldn't keep up, leaving her with a frustrated expression.
Cheonwi wouldn't miss those signs.
"Tiring, is it?"
"Mmm... I want... more... but I can't move..."
"Then it's my turn now."
Cheonwi's eyes changed. The playfulness vanished, leaving only the feral instinct of a male.
In an instant, he sat up and flipped their positions. Yeonhwa's body flipped over like a sheet of paper and slammed onto the bed.
Missionary.
The most basic position, but the one where the man held full control and could thrust the deepest.
Cheonwi grabbed Yeonhwa's legs and slung them over his shoulders. The so-called "legs-up position." Her secret place gaped wide open, ready to welcome him.
"My lady, hold on tight. You'll fly off."
"Wha...?"
Before she could respond, Cheonwi's hips snapped forward.
Slam!
"Kyaaaak!"
It plunged to the hilt, pounding right at her womb's entrance. Yeonhwa's upper body arched like a bow.
Cheonwi unleashed his techniques from his past life without restraint. Hip movements worthy of being called martial secret arts.
Hard, soft, medium, hard, soft.
It wasn't mere back-and-forth. He mixed in rotations to scrape her inner walls, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, stealing her soul away.
"Huaaah! There! It's too deep there! It's piercing me! My belly's getting pierced!"
Yeonhwa thrashed her head side to side, screaming. But it wasn't a scream of refusal. It was a hymn of ecstatic rapture.
Cheonwi brought his lips to her ear. And he whispered the one line that would pulverize her reason completely.
"My lady, does it feel good getting pounded by another man right next to your husband?"
"......!!"
Yeonhwa's pupils shook like an earthquake. Taboo. The guilt of breaking the ultimate prohibition mixed with the electric thrill, detonating her brain.
"His Majesty the Emperor is off in dreamland, while you, the Empress, are getting fucked by me. How lewd."
"N-no... I... Haaeut!"
"No? Then what's this? Your hole's gripping me so tight, won't let go. Mine feels way better than His Majesty's, right?"
Cheonwi's thrusts grew even rougher. Slam, slam, slam, slam! Flesh slapped against flesh with explosive sounds.
Yeonhwa could deny it no longer. Her mind screamed no, but her body reacted honestly. No—Cheonwi's vulgar words acted like a catalyst, amplifying her pleasure.
"G-good... So good! Yours... is so much better! Haaang! More! Harder!"
To hell with the Empress's dignity. Yeonhwa wrapped her arms around Cheonwi's back and locked her legs around his waist. She craved it deeper, harder.
"That's right. Be honest like that."
Cheonwi was nearing his limit too. The tightness of Yeonhwa's famed pussy was incredible. He held out with his inner energy, but the urge to cum was inevitable.
"Here it comes, my lady. Take it all!"
Cheonwi unleashed his final sprint. Yeonhwa's body went rigid like a board and began convulsing.
"Aaaaaah!! It's coming! It's coooming!!"
A white flash exploded before Yeonhwa's eyes. The most intense orgasm she'd ever felt in her life. It was like her soul was ejected from her body.
At the same time, Cheonwi ejaculated deep inside.
Spurt, spurt, spurt.
Hot yang energy poured into her deepest depths, her womb. Contraception? Pulling out? Such things didn't even cross their minds. This wasn't mere semen—it was a tonic filled with Cheonwi's pure yang essence.
"Huuuuu..."
Yeonhwa trembled in the afterglow of pleasure. The sensation of her belly filling with heat brought tears to her eyes.
Instinctively, she hugged Cheonwi tight. As if she never wanted to let go, never wanted this ecstasy to end.
For a long while, only ragged breaths filled the room. Of course, the Emperor's snores continued as background music.
Cheonwi slowly raised his upper body. Yeonhwa stared at the ceiling with unfocused eyes. Sweat-matted hair clung messily to her face.
With a gentle touch, Cheonwi brushed her hair behind her ear.
"How was it, my lady? A full-course meal far tastier than any appetizer, right?"
Yeonhwa slowly turned her head to look at Cheonwi. The venomous glare was gone, replaced by the soft eyes of a lamb.
Her lips quivered.
"Master..."
"......Pardon?"
"Master... take me..."
Complete surrender. Body, heart, and pride—all fallen.
Cheonwi chuckled softly and planted a light kiss on her forehead.
"Now you're being honest, Yeonhwa."
Dawn light faintly illuminated the paper-screened door.
Instead of hastily dressing, Cheonwi boldly pulled the blanket over them.
To his left, the ruler of the nation snored away. In his right arm nestled the Emperor's woman, the Empress, with a languid expression.
The most dangerous—and cozy—bed in the world.
Cheonwi propped his legs up on the Emperor's belly fat as a pillow, embraced Yeonhwa, and closed his eyes.
After leaving the Empress's chambers, Cheonwi's condition was strangely superb.
Any normal man would have his back bent and legs wobbly after conquering the massive mountain that was the Empress all night. The so-called "wise man time" of hollow emptiness should have followed. But Cheonwi was different.
Hot energy bubbled fiercely in his dantian.
'This must be the mystery of yin-yang harmony.'
The exquisite yin energy flowing from the Empress's body had synergized explosively with his yang energy. Far from fatigue, every cell in his body screamed awake like they'd been injected with stimulants.
Cheonwi kicked open the door to the eunuch quarters dormitory like it was nothing.
"Yawwwn! Ah, refreshing!"
Morning sunlight bathed his face. He didn't need a mirror to know—his skin must be gleaming smooth like a freshly boiled egg.
"Women really are the best medicine. Especially when it's the nation's mother— the effect is simply miraculous."
Cheonwi stretched and stepped into the courtyard.
The eunuch quarters' morning scene was utterly depressing. The characteristic gloom of castrated men hung like fog, and the low-ranking eunuchs shuffled around like zombies, sweeping the yard. Sweep, sweep. Even the broom sounds lacked vigor.
That limp noise grated against Cheonwi's overflowing vitality.
"Hey, everyone stop."
Cheonwi's voice wasn't loud, but laced with inner energy, it boomed across the entire courtyard.
The sweeping hands froze in unison. Dozens of eyes turned to him. More wariness and resentment than curiosity in those gazes.
Especially one veteran eunuch, a crony of Ma Eunuch, who flung his broom aside and strode forward. A mean-looking man with drooping eye corners.
"Where does a green brat like you get off yelling? With Ma Eunuch gone, you've gotten all high and mighty, huh?"
The veteran got right in Cheonwi's face, jabbing a finger at him.
"His Majesty favors you a bit these past few days, and you think you're untouchable? This is the eunuch quarters. You don't even know your place... Gurk!"
His words cut off midway.
Without even glancing at him, Cheonwi flicked his right middle finger like swatting an annoying fly.
Snap!
A crisp popping sound rang out.
It wasn't a mere knuckle snap. Pure inner energy drawn from his dantian condensed at his fingertip and exploded—a strike akin to the Finger Flick Divine Technique.
"Gaaaah!"
The veteran's body rocketed backward like a cannonball. Feet off the ground, he flew at least ten meters before crashing! into the dormitory wall.
Dirt crumbled from the wall. The veteran slumped against it, unconscious and foaming at the mouth.
Silence.
All the eunuchs in the yard held their breath. Only the sound of brooms slipping from hands hitting the ground.
Cheonwi blew on his finger and scanned the surroundings.
"One's off to the hospital, another's a wall painting. Getting the picture?"
Wherever his gaze landed, eunuchs flinched and stepped back. Ma Eunuch was crippled from the last incident and recovering, and the self-proclaimed number two was now wall art.
"If you don't like it, come at me. Otherwise, line up."
No sooner had Cheonwi spoken than the zombie-like eunuchs moved in perfect unison.
Click, click, click!
Dozens of eunuchs knelt in neat rows before Cheonwi. Faster and more precise than a military roll call.
"Loyalty! We pledge to serve Brother Cheonwi as the sun of the eunuch quarters!"
"Brother! No, Captain! Just give the orders!"
The logic of power was simple and clear. Cheonwi nodded with a satisfied smile.
"Good. No more of that broom sweeping nonsense starting today. We're doing something more productive—tasks directly tied to the imperial family's safety."
Cheonwi pulled a pre-written scroll from his bosom.
Shhhlak!
The scroll unrolled long across the ground. The eunuchs gulped and peered at its contents.
[South Sea Red Abalone]
[Western Elastic Rubber]
[Spider Demon's Transparent Silk]
[Vibrating Stone (Top-grade Mana Stone)]
[North Sea Ice Fish Swim Bladder]
A bizarre list defying the common sense of ordinary eunuchs.
"Brother, what is all this?"
Eunuch A asked cautiously.
"Essential for the imperial family's safety. Especially the 'Resurrection Herb' and 'Slick Oil' ingredients below—they're top-secret. If word leaks or you fail..."
Cheonwi narrowed his eyes, sweeping his gaze over their crotches.
"I won't hesitate to rip out whatever traces remain down there."
"Eek!"
The eunuchs paled and clutched their groins.
But curiosity overcomes fear. Clueless Eunuch B raised his hand.
"Uh, brother. What's the 'Vibrating Stone' for? Spirit stones are imports, super expensive, and I hear they're used in Western magic tools..."
Cheonwi clicked his tongue.
"You idiots. That's why you'll sweep floors forever. Listen up."
Cheonwi cleared his throat once and began peddling his wares with the most serious face in the world.