Roselle Peony

Lu Shangqiu slowly opened his eyes.There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes.

"Am I already dead and in hell?" he thought desperately.

After a while, his five sense organs regained consciousness, and the foreground in front of him really emerged.

This is no longer a prison cell, but it is more terrifying than that gloomy cell.This is an unknown house, a special room.The walls and floor are painted milky white, and there is a large floor-to-ceiling window. The surrounding area is empty, except for a huge bed in the center that can sleep three people horizontally.The large floor-to-ceiling windows are half covered by white brocade curtains, and from the gaps, you can vaguely see the Suzhou-style garden courtyard, rockery streams outside the window.It turned out that he was still in the Zhongcheng Mansion.

He was so weak that he couldn't move his limbs at all. His face, chest, wrists, fingers, ankles, and toes, where the prisoner had injured him, were all in burning pain.There was a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, thinking that someone had given him medicine.The tongue injury has not healed, and the tongue cramps from time to time, and every movement of the tongue is a heart-piercing pain.He even felt that he had become a useless person.

He looked up.

A huge bronze mirror is embedded in the ceiling.The bronze mirror reflected an obscene picture: he was lying on a large white bed in a large font, naked, and the blood and stains on his body had been washed away.The red marks left by burns from candle tears on the face, shoulders, and back are very sensational; hands and feet are pulled apart to the greatest extent, and are tied to the four corners of the bed by thick finger ropes; a round pillow is placed under the abdomen, and the His perky buttocks were raised high.What made him even more unbearable to look at was that a columnar emerald jade was buried deep in his back court, only the length of his thumb was exposed outside.

Just now the physical pain was too strong, now Lu Shangqiu felt the tearing pain in the back court after seeing the jade with his own eyes.

"Pervert, old man!" he cursed.

Being tied up on the couch in such a strange and obscene posture, Lu Shangqiu was extremely ashamed, twisting his body vigorously, trying to push out the force, the whole couch was constantly shaking and rattling.He struggled left and right, and after a while, his body was dripping with fragrance and sweat, but the jade posture went in the opposite direction, and went even further towards the intestinal tract, hitting the heart of the flower, which made him gasp heavily, and the male figure at the front also raised his head .

His desire surged up, and the itching was unbearable, so he had to rub the bird back and forth on the bed sheet.

This situation is like a living erotic picture.

After a while, the floor-to-ceiling window was pushed open, and two maidservants filed in.Lu Jishilang was happily rubbing the sparrow, when he saw a female family member coming in, he hurriedly buried his face deeply in the bed sheet.The two maidservants carried a wooden frame and a wooden bench, spread out a piece of rice paper and nailed it to the wooden frame, then turned and left.

While he was wondering, he heard the floor-to-ceiling window being pushed open.This time, I saw a man in a blue official uniform coming in with a small pouch on his back.

Lu Shangqiu yelled: "Help!" But with a wound on his tongue, he could only make a "huhu" sound.

This person came over, first brushed aside the hanging hair of the person on the bed, checked his face and torso from front to back, then stretched out his hand to open the tall man in front of him to observe carefully, and then took his rear court to bear the jade posture. Some kneading and patting.The man remained silent from beginning to end, as if he was just a decoration in the room, turning a blind eye to his pain and struggle.

After observing in this way, the official walked straight to sit in front of the rice paper easel, took all kinds of wolf hair brushes, watercolor inks from the pouch, and spread them out all the way.Lu Shangqiu stared dumbfounded at the official taking out a very thin Langhao brush, and traced it left and right on the rice paper, only then did he realize that this person was a court painter, and he must have obeyed the order of that handsome minister, and asked him to make erotic pictures. Model, can't help yelling with a big tongue: "Come on, old man, you will die! You scoundrel framed me, lynched and imprisoned court officials, and let my father know that you humiliated me like this. You will be cut into pieces and your ancestors eighteen years old. Dai's ancestral graves are all gone!"

Such disrespectful words, uttered from the mouth of a big tongue, only the court painter's ears were like an old cow "baa-baa" or a wild boar "hmm", without knowing what to say.The painter looked at him, shook his head helplessly, and continued to paint.

Lu Shangqiu scolded for half the night, until his mouth was dry and he was out of breath.He hadn't had a drop of water all day, and now his stomach was suffering from hunger and thirst, and he gradually lost his strength, lying there panting.

The painter in this room was not happy, put down his brush and walked over, slapped the round buttocks with a slap: "Stick up your buttocks." Then he stuffed the round pillow that had slipped out due to his struggle back under his belly, and put the round pillow back on his stomach. Yushi pushed into his intestines.

The person on the bed had numb hands and feet, so he had no choice but to lie on his stomach and let the painter play with him.

After an unknown amount of time, the two maidservants came back with a man dressed as a servant.The servant squeezed his jaw open, and inserted a long bamboo tube two fingers thick into the depths of his throat, and carefully poured the warm porridge from the other end.Lu Shangqiu was finally unbearably hungry, seeing that there was food to eat, he no longer insisted on how to eat it, and only thought: "This must be the perverted method that the old man came up with."

Eat and drink enough.A maid took two high pillows and put them under his stomach, and another maid pinched his man and inserted a very thin reed tube into the small hole at the top.The other end of the reed tube is connected to a gourd.Lu Shangqiu cried out in pain, the maidservant continued to push the reed tube into his piss without stopping.He had been holding it back for a long time, but at this moment the urge to urinate surged up, and he didn't care about so many people watching him, so he poured all the urine into the gourd with a shy face.

From the beginning to the end, Lu Shangqiu maintained a "big" posture.

***

The maidservants came again, and it was time to light the lamps.They lit several candles and lit up the room brightly.

After a while, there was an announcement outside the door: "Lai Zhongcheng is here!" The maidservants knelt left and right, and saw Lai Junchen walking in, and the painter also left his easel, bowing to him.

When Lu Shangqiu saw that it was him, he immediately cursed at him.

Lai Junchen saw that the body of the person on the couch was constantly struggling, his voice was sobbing, his expression was stern, his eyes seemed to swallow him alive, and he knew he was scolding him without thinking.

He giggled, walked towards Lu Shangqiu and said, "Geezer Lu, how does this model of human flesh taste?"

Lu Shangqiu was in a hurry, and he didn't care about his gentle image, so he cursed: "Eat one coat and five, and you will get a little silk (you mother, come and try)!"

Many people came to Zhongcheng for interrogation, as if he understood what he said, he snorted: "Lu Geshi is so delicate, shy and cute, but he is the best choice to be the role model of this human flesh. The old man is a rough man, how dare he compare with Lu Jishi. But—” He grinned wickedly, “I think Lu Jishi is quite enjoyable!”

He smiled sinisterly, then took his right palm, and slapped the high round buttocks hard, and actually slapped the jade power into his body, deeply hitting Huaxin.

Lu Shangqiu screamed "Ah—" the pain was so painful that his eyes were filled with stars, his ears were ringing, and he was no longer able to curse.

When Zhong Cheng saw that he was honest, he turned around and asked the painter, "How is it done?"

"Introduction to Zhongcheng, the work has been basically completed, and I will only do some layered smudging in the later stage." The painter cupped his hands.

Lai Zhongcheng strolled to the front of the scroll, only to see a water spirit figure jumping out of the paper.In the painting, the figure is bound with his limbs up, his head raised and his buttocks upturned. The back court contains a jade statue, lying on a big bed, surrounded by red, pink, white, and yellow peonies, which set off the fair-skinned man like Fairy in general.But that fairy is not indifferent to fireworks. He has a rosy complexion, narrowed his eyes slightly, his red lips parted, and his expression is intoxicated. It is exactly the same as the handsome man on the couch. .

Lai Zhongcheng praised again and again: "Good, good painting, there are many rewards!"

The painter cupped his hands and said, "I also ask Zhong Cheng to give this painting a name."

Lai Junchen looked at the fairy-like pretty person on the couch, and at the peonies painted with clusters of flowers, and said, "I will call it "Luo Shen Tu"."

"What a good name!" Everyone flattered.

When the painter was finished, Lai Junchen ordered the engraver to take the stone slab and make the "Luo Shen Tu" into an engraving for future copying.

The crowd dispersed.

The servant brought a long chain, and bound Lu Shangqiu's right foot with that shackle, and fastened the other end to the big pillar in the room, and then loosened the rope around his wrist and ankle.When Lu Shangqiu was tied up for a long time, the rope was deeply cut into his flesh, and his hands and feet were completely numb; now, as soon as he took it off, the blood flowed back, and the pain felt like a needle prick.

Lu Shangqiu didn't care about the pain in his hand, crawled over and grabbed the servant's hand, and wrote on his palm: "Good brother, please do me a favor and let me go."

The family member showed embarrassment: "Young Master Lu, it's useless to beg me. How dare I disobey Zhongcheng's will as a mere servant." After saying that, he left the pleading Lu Shangqiu behind him.

Lu Shangqiu carefully pulled out the jade that had tortured him for a long time, and angrily threw it into the corner.The jade was originally in the shape of a mallet, if you don't pull it hard, you won't come out.

Seeing no one around, he got up and looked around for a way to escape.Unexpectedly, the iron chain tied him, the length would be enough for him to walk to the French window, and he could no longer move forward.He struggled desperately for the shackles again until his ankles were bleeding and the shackles were not damaged at all.

At this moment, the two maidservants opened the door and came in, seeing him sitting on the ground struggling with the chains, they both shook their heads helplessly.

"The shackles are made of fine iron, and even a man eight feet tall cannot break them with his bare hands." The older maid, Chun Xue, stepped forward and held Lu Shangqiu down to prevent him from harming himself.

The maid Dongmei took the brocade handkerchief, wrapped the wound on his foot for him, and continued: "Besides, not only can't you break free, but you will hurt yourself instead."

Lu Shangqiu wrote on the ground: "Two sisters, please let me go."

The maidservants backed away in shock: "Sir, just kidding, how dare you disobey the master's order as a slave."

Lu Shangqiu had expected their reply in this way, so he was not angry, and wrote again: "Please find me some clothes to wear, my brother is cold."

Seeing that he was pitiful, Dongmei turned her head to look at Chunxue, as if intending to intercede for him.

The elder maid said seriously: "Forgive me for being hard to obey, the master has a rule that captives are not allowed to wear clothes."

Lu Shangqiu stared blankly, scolding that perverted old man's [-]th generation ancestor in his heart.

Haruyuki clapped hands.The servants outside the door carried a large bathtub and a small wooden barrel and filed in.

"Please take the son into the bath."

Seeing all the servants staring at his body, he couldn't help but blushed, dipped in the water from the bathtub, and wrote: "Brothers, please stay away."

When all the family members had left, the maids Dongmei and Chunxue waited for Lu Shangqiu to take a bath.

After bathing, Dongmei wiped his body carefully.

He pulled the dry towel from Dongmei's hand and wrote, "Good sister, please keep this towel."

Haruyuki snatched the towel and said, "I can't do it." Then he bowed to him and said, "This servant is ordered to serve the young master, if there is anything wrong, this servant's life will be in danger."

Lu Shangqiu couldn't help lamenting again and again, considering the suffering of these servants, he stopped talking, closed his eyes and let the maidservants wipe all parts of his body.

At the end, the maidservants put away the towels, called the servants to carry out the tub, pointed to the small wooden barrel in the corner and said: "If you are in a hurry, you can use this toilet. The servants are guarding outside, and the gentleman is done. , as long as you knock on the window, the servants will come in to clean up."

Lu Shangqiu went back to the couch and lay down.The cold air hit him in the middle of the night, and his limbs were numb, his hands and feet were cold, and he was shivering.I had no choice but to roll up the only sheet, wrapping my body like a silkworm chrysalis.

As soon as he moved, the iron chain on his feet made a "cracking" sound, which made him unable to sleep for a long time.

The next day, Haruyuki saw that the sheets were messy and wrinkled by him, so he reported to the master that he wanted to get some more sets of white sheets from the laundry room for changing and washing.

Lai Junchen thought for a while, and said: "The old man has a few bolts of silk from the south of the Yangtze River, printed with various peony pictures. Go and cut the cloth to make a quilt, so that it can be a model for Painter Ji."