Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: [Secret Clinic] Treating Her Majesty the Queen (4)
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“Hnggg...! Uuugh!”
The secret chamber remodeled within the queen's bedchambers in Gyotaekjeon was already thick with the ferocious yang energy pouring from the [Divine Pill: Fengyang Pill], leaving the air stifling and humid.
Breath came in choked gasps, as if she'd stepped into a steam room.
The heat had sweat pouring from her entire body like rain, her white undergarment clinging transparently to her skin and revealing every curve beneath.
The queen glared at me with venomous eyes.
“Your Majesty, try to relax your body a little. Staying so rigid blocks the flow of qi and blood, only slowing the treatment.”
I spoke softly, bringing my lips close to her ear before blowing a gentle puff of air.
“Hik?!”
She flinched, her shoulders hunching up.
Ears must be her weak spot.
A grinding of teeth echoed from her gagged mouth, tears of humiliation welling in her eyes and trickling down to wet her sideburns.
Our touching skin stuck together stickily, and the soft, sweet scent of her body wafting into my nose was intoxicatingly pleasant.
“Hik?!”
She flinched again, shoulders hunching.
Ears really are her weak spot.
“How cute.”
“Eup...! Ueup...!”
At the word 'cute,' she tried to retort through the gag before squeezing her eyes shut tight.
Whatever I did, she was determined not to react, to deny me any pleasure.
But the more she resisted, the more it turned me on.
She had no idea.
What a fool.
With God's Hand activated, I slowly brushed the sweat-matted hair from her forehead.
Then, joint by joint, my fingers pressed firmly into the acupoints on her scalp.
“Your scalp is hard as rock. The evil sorcery's qi clings to your brain, sending heat surging to your head and causing this frustration illness.”
The actual words hardly mattered.
I was just spouting plausible nonsense.
An excuse to do what I wanted.
My hands, empowered by God's Hand and the massage skill, worked their magic.
No matter how hard she clenched her teeth, the tension-locked scalp began to loosen.
I slid my fingers down behind her ears, rubbing slowly along the way.
“Your skin's cold and dry from excess yin qi. I need to infuse some yang energy to bring back the luster.”
I leaned down and pressed my lips to her tightly shut eyelids.
Chuu.
Then I licked up the teardrops gathered at the corner of her eye with the tip of my tongue.
Salty.
And hot body heat.
“...”
“Even your tears are hot. With all this pent-up fire qi, how could your body possibly stay well?”
Without lifting my lips, I trailed them down her cheek.
I nuzzled the soft flesh of her cheek with my lips and nibbled lightly on her earlobe, watching goosebumps ripple across her nape.
With my face right up against her exquisite features, I examined her closely.
Up this near, her skin was impossibly fine and beautiful.
So flawless that even my sharp eyes couldn't spot a single pore.
Chuu.
I brought my lips to her cheek and kissed her.
Chuu. Chuu. Chuu.
Slowly trailing my lips along her cheek toward her mouth.
“...”
Seeing her eyes squeezed shut, twitching only at the corners now and then, I couldn't help but admire her.
Wow, she's really holding out?
Fine then.
Lick.
“Uu?!”
I traced the line of her lips with my tongue tip, and the queen, who'd been desperately silent, finally let out a sound.
Yeah, she couldn't endure this.
“Your lips are so parched. A clear sign of saliva deficiency.”
Hovering around her gagged lips, I planted light kisses and flicked my tongue up teasingly.
Touching but not quite, brushing but pulling back.
Our hot breaths and nose puffs mingled right before each other's lips and eyes.
“Eup! Eup!”
Unable to bear it, she tried to turn her head away, but I gripped her chin to hold her steady and chuckled softly.
Then I kissed along the lower line of her lips, crossed to the other side, and thoroughly licked her other cheek and earlobe.
Her face glistened with saliva, flushing deeper and deeper red, the blush spreading down her neck.
Shame, or arousal? Hard to say.
“Your face is flushing, Your Majesty. Yang qi rising and chasing out the yin—a sign you must endure.”
“Now, time to circulate the qi.”
The hand that had been pressing her scalp slid downward.
Along her slender shoulders, kneading the soft inner flesh of her arms, then plunging deep into her armpit.
“Hiiik?!”
The lymph node cluster—a critical spot.
Where waste builds up, sending waves of pain and itchiness with even light pressure.
With God's Hand, I persistently probed the boundaries.
Press. Preess.
“Uung! Heuuk!”
Her body twisted wildly.
Muffled screams of pain leaked through the gag, but they carried an oddly erotic lilt.
Reactions starting to creep in, bit by bit.
Through the undergarment, the heaving curves of her breasts were starkly visible.
“This area's badly blocked. Full of toxins.”
“Uu! Uuu!”
“Endure it. If we don't clear this, the fire toxin in your chest won't drain.”
My hand, stirring her armpit, naturally slipped inward, deeper.
“We need to calm that ragged breathing.”
Sliding my hand inside the undergarment, warm, soft skin enveloped my palm.
The pristine sanctuary that no man's hand had ever touched.
But now, it was being casually defiled by mine.
“Eup! Uueup!”
She desperately writhed to shield her breasts, but her bonds made it futile.
I spread my palm wide, sweeping from her collarbone down the upper swell of her chest.
“Right in the center of your chest—the Front Middle acupoint is blocked. No path for yang qi without clearing it.”
Her sweat-slick skin was slippery, and the soft, elastic feel clinging to my palm drew involuntary awe.
I cupped her full breasts with both hands.
Heavy and impossibly soft, too much for one hand—they yielded under my kneading fingers.
Flesh spilled between them.
Perfect.
This was living.
“Huuuk! Uuk!”
Her waist squirmed.
Breasts of a lifelong virgin, untouched by any man.
I'd grazed them once before, but that was just a taste.
Now, some outsider's rough hands were ravaging that sensitive treasure—how infuriating and unjust it must feel.
Especially with the synergistic torment of God's Hand and massage amplifying every sensation.
My thumb found the nipple protruding through the thin fabric.
It had been shyly hidden at first, but now it stood rigidly erect, asserting itself.
I pinched and twisted it between thumb and forefinger through the cloth.
“Hiiik!”
“See, Your Majesty? You say you hate it, but your body is brutally honest.”
Her eyes, which had fluttered open unnoticed, went wide as if rolling back.
A jolt of sharp pleasure must have shot up her spine to her brain.
I circled the nipple relentlessly, tapped it with my nail tip, then crushed it under my palm.
“Qi's clumped up solid here. We have to draw out this poison, or it'll be serious.”
I leaned down and buried my lips in her exposed nape.
“Uu! Uuu...”
She shook her head, tears flowing, but I paid no mind.
Who told her to reject me after seeing my face?
I'd have been gentler otherwise.
Chuu. Chuup.
Lewd, obscene sucking sounds as I drew hard on her pale skin.
Without releasing my lips, I tilted my head back to pull, then pressed in again, sucking and tugging, rolling my tongue gently over the skin.
“Huuuk...”
She whimpered at the unfamiliar pull of flesh.
Pop.
When I finally yanked my lips free after a hard suck, a vivid red mark bloomed on her white skin.
A kiss mark.
Proof that this lofty woman was mine.
A stigmata of sorts.
“See? The red mark rising—bad blood surfacing. Just like cupping therapy.”
“Uuk... Hic...”
She finally started sobbing outright.
I pulled back, hiked up her undergarment, and visually confirmed the rigidly erect pink nipple.
Swollen to bursting with arousal.
“See how the qi has hardened and protruded here? Even your nipples are poisoned.”
“...!”
She shook her head side to side in denial.
If I wasn't going to do it, I wouldn't have started.
What an idiot.
Chuu, chuuuup.
I brought my lips back to her collarbone, sucking as I trailed them toward her breast, leaving marks everywhere.
Hard ones, not fading in a day or two.
Every time she looked in a mirror, she'd think of me.
What would she tell the king if he saw?
What excuse?
My lips finally reached her areola.
I teased around the trembling, protruding bud with my tongue.
Chuuuup.
Sucking the nipple in one go sent her body jerking like she'd been electrocuted.
“Hiiik!?”
Her resistance was visibly weakening.
Pleasure worming through pain and shame, slowly melting her body.
I gave her a brief respite.
Waiting until her breathing steadied, I spoke.
“Good, qi is starting to circulate in your upper body. Now for the lower half.”
Lips pressed to the underside of her breast, I inched downward.
Licking each rib one by one, circling her navel in massaging rounds.
Then I pointed my tongue and plunged it into her navel.
“Hup!”
Infusing warm mana through my tongue deep into her belly, I felt her rigid abdomen loosen.
I licked up her navel a few times before asking.
“Feels warm, doesn't it?”
“...”
She whipped her head away.
Refusing to answer.
The sight made me chuckle.
Our queen's a genius at pissing off my dick.
For that adorable defiance, I gave her nipple a light pinch—she shuddered in delight.
No need to like it that much.
I licked below her navel, over her womb, pressing and massaging with my lips before pulling away.
Could go lower and lick her pussy now.
But the best treats are saved for last.
I straightened up and moved to the foot of the bed.
Her small white stockinged feet protruded from the covers.
Dainty and petite.
“Did you know? The feet are a mirror of the internal organs.”
Sliip.
I slowly peeled off the stocking.
Beneath the pristine white fabric, her cute little foot emerged, toes curling and twitching as hot air hit it.
I cupped her sole in my palm, then brought my thumb to the sunken center—the Yongquan point.
Linked to the kidneys, directly tied to vitality.
Stimulating here awakens lower body qi.
Preess.
I pressed down hard.