Ding Shuang spent the entire night at Qianhua Tower, satisfying the unlicensed women. The women refused to pay, but Ding Shuang insisted, after all, those unlicensed women didn’t earn money easily. She was just grinding experience points on them, and now she wanted to get something for nothing? That was clearly inappropriate! It’s like reading a free novel; giving a like and leaving a comment is only fair.

In the morning, Nalan Yanran arrived at Qianhua Tower at the agreed time. She had returned to the Nalan family home after waking up the previous night, as staying out overnight would arouse suspicion from her family.

Ding Shuang led Nalan Yanran to the stage, where the bed was specially made according to Ding Shuang’s requirements. The headboard and footboard railings were excellent and very sturdy, and there were two crossbeams above the bed, which were the props Ding Shuang would use today. Ding Shuang blindfolded Nalan Yanran, bound her up using the “four horses binding” method, and then hung her up.

Last night, many people received news that Qianhualou would be performing in the next few days, and that there were 20,000 free tickets available on a first-come, first-served basis. However, many powerful people still managed to secure their free tickets yesterday. As audience members began to enter, what caught their eye was a large, beautiful woman hanging from a bed in the center of the stage.

While the Four Horses Bondage doesn’t showcase the female body as perfectly as the Tortoise Shell Bondage, it’s more aesthetically pleasing when suspended. This is the description from the Rope Art Encyclopedia that Ding Shuang obtained using 10,000 Transmigration Points. Nalan Yanran, wearing black bodysuit stockings, is suspended from the bed, her eyes covered so she can’t see anything.

Nalan Yanran thought to herself, “It’s better if I can’t see anything. Out of sight, out of mind. I don’t know who’s on the other side of the veil, so it won’t be awkward if I can’t see anyone I know.”

Those who came to watch the first performance were mostly high-end clients of Qianhualou. Ding Shuang had already said that Qianhualou could arrange the 20,000 free seats as they saw fit, as long as no one was invited twice. Qianhualou didn’t stand on ceremony and naturally gave them to their regular customers first.

Most of the high-end clients who come to Qianhua Tower aren’t simply looking to have sex with women. These people have power and status; what kind of beautiful woman can’t they get? Besides, the average person in the cultivation world is quite good-looking. Ding Shuang has been here for so long, and apart from old women, he hasn’t seen any ugly women! Ordinary people are just average-looking, but definitely not unattractive.

Most of these people’s marriages were arranged, with the sole purpose of producing offspring. Some might have one or two attractive concubines, but only to satisfy their sexual desires. The cultivation world also has a cruel rule: without strength, one is at the mercy of others. The larger the family, the stricter the requirements for its members’ cultivation. Sexual intercourse is merely a way to relieve physical needs, but over time, it becomes tiresome.

Qianhualou, on the other hand, offers clients other services beyond just fulfilling their physical needs; it also addresses their psychological needs. Essentially, it’s role-playing; the women of Qianhualou act as the clients’ confidantes.

These powerful figures, preoccupied with cultivation and gradually losing their passion for sex, saw a beautiful woman suspended in mid-air, her perfect figure displayed by the ropes. Her eyes were blindfolded, obscuring her identity. The thin veil in front of her further accentuated her hazy, mysterious beauty. It was captivating! Many of them were already aroused!

The venue quickly filled up, with people whispering among themselves. Those unaware of the situation asked if the performance at Qianhualou was simply about watching a woman being hung up. Those who knew explained to the others that men would be having sex with the woman later.

Seeing that the venue was already full, Ding Shuang walked from the dressing room to the stage. As the crowd saw a sleazy-looking ugly man walk onto the stage, they wondered if this ugly man would be the one to have sex with such a beautiful woman. For some reason, the audience felt incredibly excited.

Ding Shuang had told Nalan Yanran that morning that she had to play the role of his wife Lan Wei well for the remaining nine days, otherwise it would not be Ding Shuang’s responsibility if her identity was exposed.

Ding Shuang got into bed. Nalan Yanran was hoisted to a perfect height; he could easily insert himself while holding her steady. Ding Shuang thrust forcefully into Nalan Yanran’s vagina. At this moment, Nalan Yanran felt something strange. Although her eyes were blindfolded, the penis she felt in her vagina was clearly not Kato Taka’s! Who was this person?

Nalan Yanran said, “Ah~ wait~ wait a minute~ ah~ where’s my~ my husband~ ah ah~ wait a minute~ ah~ wait a minute ah~ hmm hmm~”

Before Ding Shuang could answer, the audience erupted in an uproar. Holy crap! What the hell is going on? The woman on stage already has a husband? And not only that, the man having sex with her behind her isn’t her husband? Really? Is it an act?

Just as the audience members were whispering among themselves, Ding Shuang spoke up, “Madam Wei’er, I’m here to fuck you at your husband’s request. Please cooperate and just ejaculate inside me.”

Nalan Yanran struggled and cried out, “Stop it! Ahhh! No! Ohhh! No, no! Hahaha! I want my husband! Ahhh!” Nalan Yanran was a little scared at this moment. She was afraid that Kato Taka would break his promise and let the audience come up and fuck her. What if she was recognized?

Ding Shuang guessed Nalan Yanran’s worries and said, “Madam Wei’er, please don’t make things difficult for me. I’m Young Master Ying’s coachman. Young Master Ying said that if I can’t ejaculate inside your cunt, he’ll kill me.” As Ding Shuang spoke, he sped up.

“Oh oh oh~ then~ ah ah ah~ then hurry up~ oh oh ah ah~” Nalan Yanran was relieved at this moment. It seemed that Kato Taka was quite trustworthy, at least he would not expose his identity.

The audience erupted in cheers. At that moment, no one cared whether what was happening on stage was real or fake; they just wanted the thrill. This was a scene from many erotic novels—the coachman having sex with the mistress—and today they were seeing it live!

One of the audience members exclaimed, “My goodness! Look at Lady Wei’er on the stage, doesn’t she look just like Miss Nalan Yanran?”

Upon hearing this, many viewers who had seen Nalan Yanran before began to agree. They hadn’t thought it looked that similar before, but after being reminded by someone, they felt the resemblance was stronger and stronger.

The two people on stage were in their throats! Ding Shuang was thinking, “Damn! Is this going to be a disaster in the very first round? Someone recognized Nalan Yanran so quickly; it seems Plan B needs to be executed immediately!”

Nalan Yanran’s inner monologue at this moment was, “Oh my god! I’ve been recognized! What am I going to do? What am I going to do? How am I supposed to live now? Should I die right now? Or should I take that damned lecherous thief Kato Taka down with me?”

Just as the two were experiencing intense inner turmoil, a voice rang out from the audience, “Anyone who dares to say that the slut on stage is me, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Ding Shuang and Nalan Yanran were both taken aback. Nalan Su had actually come too? Despite her surprise, Ding Shuang didn’t stop thrusting, continuing to pump rapidly into Nalan Yanran, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the air. Nalan Yanran, suspended on the bed, showed no signs of distress. To the onlookers, the two on stage seemed completely unaffected by the conversations of the audience, calmly continuing their act.

Seeing the lingering doubt in the crowd’s eyes, Nalan Su continued, “Ladies and gentlemen, the harlot on the stage is indeed not my daughter, Yanran. If you look closely, that harlot has several moles on each of her breasts, while my daughter’s skin is smooth and flawless, without a single mole. Therefore, the harlot on the stage is not my daughter, and please do not spread rumors!”

Hearing Nalan Su’s explanation, most people believed him. Many of those who believed him looked at Nalan Su with strange expressions, as if to say, “Nalan Su, you hypocrite, so you’ve actually seen your daughter’s body!”

Nalan Su understood the meaning in their eyes and immediately flew into a rage, shouting, “Bastards! Didn’t you all bathe your daughters when they were little? What are you all thinking? Aren’t the two of you in the stands even a little bit panicked?”

Seeing Ding Shuang calmly fucking and Nalan Yanran moaning loudly in the throes of sex, everyone completely believed Nalan Su’s explanation. After all, what woman could be so engrossed in enjoying herself while being brutally fucked in front of her father and 500 people? Another audience member remarked, “I’ve always pursued Yanran. Although Lady Wei’er on stage does resemble Yanran somewhat, her breasts are clearly larger!”

Upon hearing this, Nalan Su glanced at the young master who had spoken. He wasn’t thanking the person who had cleared things up for him; rather, he wanted to see who this person was. Had this man spied on Yanran while she bathed? How did he know the difference in the size of the two women’s breasts? Hmph! Whether he spied on her or not, he’d find a chance to teach this brat a lesson when they got out!

Of course, Nalan Yanran’s composure was also largely due to Ding Shuang’s timely awakening of her primordial desire. This allowed Nalan Yanran to be completely immersed in the act of sex, preventing her from having any distracting thoughts. Even the slightest slip-up could have been noticed by others. As for the mole mentioned by Nalan Su, and the figure issue raised by an audience member, these were also deceptions Ding Shuang employed against Nalan Yanran.

Yesterday, when Ding Shuang and her two friends went to a restaurant for some lesbian activities, Ding Shuang was rubbing Xue Mei’s breasts and wishing they were bigger. Unexpectedly, her disguise technique kicked in, actually making Xue Mei’s breasts a little larger. So Ding Shuang started experimenting with the disguise technique on Xue Mei, discovering that it could indeed be used on others, but the changes were minor and could only alter a specific part of the body. In other words, after changing Xue Mei’s breast size, her face could no longer be changed. The maximum duration for disguising someone was 12 hours, and only one person could be disguised once a day. Once the disguise was removed, it could not be used again.

So, when Ding Shuang tied up Nalan Yanran before the audience entered, she secretly used a disguise technique to alter Nalan Yanran’s chest. She also added some moles in conspicuous places, a backup plan for herself. In case of a mishap, these moles could be used to prove that Wei’er wasn’t Yanran, and they proved useful in this instance.

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Shuang, disguised as a coachman, ejaculated inside Nalan Yanran and left. Nalan Yanran was left hanging on the bed, her vagina facing the audience, Ding Shuang’s semen continuously flowing from her.

Two minutes later, Ding Shuang returned to the stage, this time with a different identity. This time, he was the lewd servant with the large penis he had used during the first rape of Nalan Yanran. Ding Shuang approached Nalan Yanran, setting her down as he said, “Madam Wei’er, long time no see. I wonder if you still remember me? Last time at the teahouse, you seduced me and even got my penis stuck inside your uterus, refusing to let me pull it out!”

Upon hearing Ding Shuang’s words, Nalan Yanran was instantly enraged! How could she forget this man? It was this despicable, lecherous man who had taken her virginity! Nalan Yanran said bitterly, “Damn it! How dare you come back!”

The audience interpreted their conversation in a completely different way! Ding Shuang was hinting at her identity to Nalan Yanran, and Nalan Yanran was implying that the servant wasn’t afraid she would kill him. The audience understood it as this harlot named Wei’er seducing the servant, then running away to avoid being discovered by her husband, only to be found out anyway. Her husband’s decision to send her here to do this must be a form of punishment. However, it certainly provided the audience with a feast for the eyes!

Ding Shuang hadn’t expected people to make such connections, but he didn’t care what they thought. As long as they didn’t recognize Nalan Yanran’s identity, that was fine.

The lecherous servant Ding Shuang, with his large, engorged penis, put Nalan Yanran down and then penetrated her vagina from behind. Nalan Yanran was lying on the bed like a female dog, being thrust into by Ding Shuang again and again. This time, Ding Shuang was extremely careful, controlling the depth of his penetration to ensure that his large penis only touched Nalan Yanran’s clitoris once each time, never entering her uterus, lest he get stuck inside again.

As Nalan Yanran was repeatedly struck in the clitoris, she felt an indescribable itch. At this moment, she even hoped that Ding Shuang could insert his glans completely into her uterus, just like the first time. The more Nalan Yanran thought about it, the more unbearable it became. Taking advantage of one of Ding Shuang’s thrusts, Nalan Yanran actively thrust her buttocks back, instantly widening her cervix and successfully swallowing Ding Shuang’s large glans.

“Ahhh~” Nalan Yanran let out a long, lewd moan of pleasure.

Ding Shuang said, “Madam Wei’er, you did the same thing last time, and you’re doing it again this time. Now it’s stuck, and I can’t pull it out until I ejaculate inside your uterus.” Ding Shuang stopped moving at this moment because his glans was stuck.

“Ah~ Stop talking nonsense~ Mmm~ Keep moving~ Ahhh~” Nalan Yanran felt Ding Shuang stop, and took the initiative to twist her buttocks. The huge glans rubbed against her uterus, making Nalan Yanran feel like she was in heaven!

The audience had largely changed, with many leaving early to find girls. The performance today was too stimulating! It greatly aroused their lust, and they began leaving to find their lovers for some fun. Nalan Su was among those who left early.

Nalan Su did not return to his family, but instead went to the main hall of Qianhua Tower and asked one of the sisters, “Is Lancao free? Does she receive guests so early?”

Upon seeing that the visitor was Nalan Su, the woman immediately stood up and respectfully replied, “Greetings, Master Nalan! Sister Lancao is available now. If you wish to see her, she will certainly agree.” The women of Qianhua Brothel generally did not entertain guests in the morning, but given Nalan Su’s status and position, giving him a little special treatment was possible. Nalan Su was then led by the woman to find Lancao.

Lan Cao was a top courtesan at Qianhua Brothel, and the biggest reason she became the top courtesan was her resemblance to Nalan Yanran, which was about 70%. Many young men in the capital admired Nalan Yanran, and when they couldn’t have her, they would come to Lan Cao as a substitute. Lan Cao was also aware of her advantage, so she tried her best to imitate Nalan Yanran, and her imitation was about 90% similar.

Leaving aside Nalan Su’s search for orchids, Ding Shuang and Nalan Yanran had been having sex all morning. At noon, in the lounge, the sisters from Qianhua Tower brought them lunch. Ding Shuang said, “Don’t worry, those people are my subordinates. They’ll leave their mark after they’ve had sex with you, and they won’t appear in your life again. After everything is over, I’ll disappear too. Don’t worry, I mean what I say.”

Nalan Yanran nodded and continued eating without saying a word. She didn’t know why, but she inexplicably trusted Ding Shuang’s words completely.

Ding Shuang continued, “By the way, in order to keep your identity hidden, you need to change your personality a bit. You were almost discovered this morning; if your father hadn’t been there, you would have been in big trouble.”

Nalan Yanran knew that Nalan Su had been present that morning, but at the time, she was immersed in the pleasure of sex due to the combined influence of Tai Chu’s lust and Ding Shuang’s penis. Now, however, Ding Shuang brought it up again, and her face flushed crimson. Remembering her behavior in front of her father that morning, Nalan Yanran felt like dying.

Ding Shuang noticed Nalan Yanran’s embarrassment and immediately said, “This morning you were mainly tied up because some people downstairs were talking about how I caught you having an affair and I was punishing you. I think that’s a good setup. So this afternoon I won’t tie you up anymore, but you have to start showing your lewd side.”

Nalan Yanran was taken aback, her face flushed, and she asked, “How should I show… that… that side of you?”

Ding Shuang said, “Ah, simple. Just do it the first time.”

Nalan Yanran glared at Ding Shuang with hatred, her teeth grinding together. She looked as if she wanted to tear Ding Shuang to pieces.

Ding Shuang realized he had said the wrong thing again, so he quickly said, “Just do your best. By the way, take this pill. It will help you recover faster.”

Nalan Yanran snorted coldly, but still accepted the pill Ding Shuang handed her and swallowed it. After swallowing the pill, she felt a cool sensation circulate through her body, a feeling that made her feel very comfortable.

Nalan Yanran asked Ding Shuang, “Do you find it enjoyable to watch me being humiliated?”

Ding Shuang was stunned by Nalan Yanran’s question. Who else? It was all her! No, she needed an excuse. Ding Shuang replied, “Uh, it’s also to make them willingly hand over the recording stone.”

Nalan Yanran continued, “Why wasn’t it you that day, but that lecherous servant?”

Ding Shuang didn’t react at first. What day was that? After thinking for a moment, she realized that Nalan Yanran was referring to the day she lost her virginity. Ding Shuang replied, “It’s not convenient to explain that to you, but that guy who took matters into his own hands will never work for me again.”

Nalan Yanran was an exceptionally intelligent woman, and she deduced some clues from Ding Shuang’s words. The man who raped her must have taken her virginity without her consent. Ding Shuang, furious at not being informed, killed him after retrieving the recording stone. Nalan Yanran sighed inwardly. If that man had informed Ding Shuang, she might have been saved during this time. It was fate!

The afternoon performance was approaching, and Nalan Yanran went on stage. She had removed her bodysuit and was now wearing a cheongsam with flesh-colored pantyhose. Wearing a veil, she sat on the bed watching the people gradually enter. At lunchtime, the women of Qianhualou reported to Ding Shuang that nearly 1,500 people had attended the morning performance! The afternoon audience would only be larger.

People who entered began to talk among themselves. One person said, “Look at that woman sitting on the bed. She’s the harlot who seduced the servants that people mentioned before. Her husband punished her by making her have sex in public here for everyone to enjoy.”

“Yes, it’s quite magnanimous of her husband not to kill her. Judging from this slut’s figure, the Thousand Flowers Brothel might have another top courtesan in the future.”

“Judging from her appearance, she does indeed resemble Nalan Yanran. Miss Lancao will have a rival in the future.”

“There are too many young masters who want to make love to Miss Lan Cao. Even if that slut on stage were to join the fray, it wouldn’t make a difference. But speaking of which, is the person on stage really not Nalan Yanran?”

“Haha, a lot of people have thought that way. But Nalan Su was there this morning and denied it on the spot. Think about it, if his own daughter were really being raped on stage, do you think he wouldn’t rush up and kill both of them on the spot?”

“That’s hard to say. Maybe Nalan Su feels it’s too shameful and denies it.”

“Alright, stop guessing. This morning, someone saw Miss Yanran having tea with a man at a teahouse. This has broken the hearts of many young men in the capital.”

“Oh? Who is the man having tea with Miss Yanran?”

“It’s said that he’s an alchemist hired by the Nalan family to help the Nalan family patriarch detoxify. I guess Miss Yanran had tea with him to thank him. We’ll have another chance.”

Nalan Yanran, who was on the stage, heard the discussion below the stage. She was very puzzled. How could someone have seen her drinking tea with Cao Ran? She wanted to go back to the lounge to ask for clarification, but then she saw someone coming out of the lounge.

Nalan Yanran felt a surge of anxiety; it seemed she couldn’t go back and get answers now. Looking at the lewd-looking man who had already stood before her, Nalan Yanran asked, “Who are you?”

The man cupped his hands and said, “My surname is Wu. I come from the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world). I have come from a long journey to fuck you.”

“You…” Nalan Yanran was about to speak when the man covered her mouth with his hand and pushed her down onto the bed.

The man continued, “Don’t talk, lie down quietly. Mine is very big, just bear with it.” As he spoke, he took off his pants, revealing his genitals, which looked like toothpicks.

Nalan Yanran stared in astonishment at the man’s genitals, then kicked him away, saying, “Are you fucking kidding me? Go back and tell your master to get me a guy with a bigger dick!”

The crowd below burst into laughter as they watched the man surnamed Wu scramble away!