The Second Volume of the Republic of China Beauty Heist

The noblewoman, despite her excellent composure, was furious at the young man's hypocritical behavior. Just as she was about to scold him further, a sweet, delicate voice drifted from behind. "Eldest Sister, who is our distinguished guest?" As the voice spoke, everyone's eyes brightened. A beautiful concubine, dressed in a pink silk satin suit and adorned with exquisite makeup, gracefully emerged from the room, holding a three or four-year-old boy by the left hand. This concubine appeared to be in her early twenties. While not as stunning as the noblewoman, she was a rare beauty. Upon seeing the three unfamiliar men standing in the courtyard, she was clearly startled. She glanced at the noblewoman, then at the young man and the two middle-aged men, remaining speechless with surprise for a long moment. The young major, upon seeing the beautiful concubine, burst into laughter. "Indeed, seeing is believing! I've long heard of Mr. Tang's good fortune with women, and now that I've met his two wives, I truly understand the saying. With two beautiful ladies like yourselves accompanying you through life, it truly embodies the old adage: 'Only envying mandarin ducks, not immortals!' Hahaha!" "Who... who are you people? What are you soldiers doing in our home?" Hearing the young officer's frivolous and rude words, the concubine's surprise turned to anger. Her rosy cherry lips parted, and she raised a slender finger, pointing at the young officer and demanding, "What are you doing here?" "I've long heard of Old Master Tang's reputation and have come specifically to pay my respects today. I'm also here to invite the two young ladies to be guests at Mr. Fujita's place," the young officer said with a laugh, revealing the purpose of their visit. "What? You... you... how dare you..." The noblewoman was shocked by the young man's words. She pointed at him, her voice filled with anger, but she could only get out half a sentence before she was so enraged she couldn't speak. Her body swayed as if she were about to fall. The two young maids beside her quickly stepped forward to support her. Just then, two of the four men in black who had rushed into the back courtyard emerged. These two were not empty-handed; they were escorting a young woman dressed in a dark green qipao. The young woman, clad in a tight-fitting, long-sleeved silk qipao, was bound tightly behind her back with a golden rope. Her bright red lips were gagged with a white silk scarf, and her eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth. She struggled helplessly in the hands of the two burly men. The two ladies were too shocked to speak at the sight. The young maids stumbled out behind the bound qipao-clad girl. Upon seeing the noblewoman, they cried out with joy and relief, like seeing a savior. "Madam! Madam! Second Miss has been tied up by these scoundrels! Please save Second Miss quickly! Madam, they've gone too far..." As the maids were crying out, several other young servants and maids rushed out from somewhere. Everyone was confused, and a chaotic clamor ensued. Some were asking questions, while others were shouting: "Hey! Who are you people?" "Why have you tied up our Second Miss?!" "Is there no law? Let our young lady go at once!" "When our master returns, he will skin you alive and tear out your tendons..." Seeing the commotion, the two men in black freed one hand from the ropes binding the Second Miss behind her back. With their free hands, they simultaneously drew pistols from their waistbands. A middle-aged man shouted, "Everyone, be quiet!" Seeing the guns, everyone in the household froze in fear. The elegant and beautiful noblewoman, upon seeing her daughter being brought out bound by the men in black, had collapsed onto a chair in shock. The two maids rushed to support her. At this moment, she suddenly stood up, pointed at the group, and walked forward, speaking urgently, "You... what do you want? Let my daughter go. Whatever you want, I'll agree to it. Please, don't hurt my daughter." The young woman, bound and unable to see or speak, heard her mother's voice and was both angry and anxious. She could only twist her bound body, struggling desperately. But under the grip of the two burly men, her delicate frame could not move an inch. The young officer, seeing that only two of his four subordinates had returned, and that they had only brought back the Second Miss, frowned and looked at the two men in black who had just emerged from the back courtyard with a questioning gaze. A middle-aged man sternly asked, "What happened? Where is Eldest Miss Tang?" A man in black quickly replied, "We split up. Xue Jiu and Tong Dan went to fetch Eldest Miss Tang." "Such useless fools! Does it take this long to invite a delicate young lady?" the middle-aged man said impatiently. Just then, the other two men in black hurried out from the moon gate leading to the back courtyard. One of them was limping, and the other was not much better, holding one side of his swollen face. Seeing their disheveled state, a middle-aged man strode forward, frowning and asking, "You damn fools, where is Eldest Miss Tang? What happened to you?" "There... there was a small maid who was surprisingly skilled. Neither of us could defeat her. She knocked us out and took Eldest Miss Tang through the back door," one of the men in black said, rubbing his swollen face. "What! Knocked out by a small maid? Xue Jiu, you're really something!" the middle-aged man sneered. "That girl, although she's just a small maid, her skills are quite formidable. Neither of us could beat her," the one named Xue Jiu stammered, looking somewhat embarrassed. He seemed to feel it was quite humiliating to be beaten by such an inconspicuous maid. "If you couldn't beat her, why didn't you use your guns? Are those things just for show?!" the middle-aged man roared, pointing at the guns on the black-clad man's waist. "That girl was too fast. We broke into Eldest Miss Tang's boudoir and took out the ropes to tie her up. Unexpectedly, the inconspicuous little maid standing beside her, with her small feet in embroidered shoes, kicked out, and with a wave of her delicate hand. Tong Dan took a kick, and I took a slap, and that's how we ended up like this. By the time we reacted and drew our guns, that little maid had already taken Eldest Miss Tang and disappeared," the man in black said dejectedly, lowering his head, not daring to look at the middle-aged man or the young major. Tong Dan nodded vigorously beside him, trying to prove that Xue Jiu was telling the truth. Madam Tang had been helped into the room by the maids. She sank into the high-backed chair, trying to calm herself. However, the cries of her second daughter being tied up and taken away by those people echoed in her ears, twisting her heart and causing her unbearable pain. Madam Li Qian, who had been bound by those men, had been crying and making a fuss, which only made her feel more agitated. Several young maids surrounded Madam Li Qian, who was bound and gagged, and tried to untie the ropes binding her. But this golden rope, as thick as a little finger, looked ordinary, yet it seemed to be a part of Madam Li Qian. The maids searched everywhere but couldn't find the knot. They even brought the sharpest small knives, but they couldn't cut it. The sharpest knives only left shallow scratches on the rope. As the maids struggled, Madam Li Qian felt that the ropes binding her were not only not loosening but seemed to be tightening. Her wrists, tied together, had originally been bound behind her back. Now, with the maids' efforts, her bound hands were being pulled higher and higher by the golden rope, nearing her neck. Li Qian's cries, due to the pain in her arms, gradually turned into screams, frightening the maids and leaving them unsure of what to do. "Alright, alright, stop struggling with her. Since those people left Qianqian tied up here, they must have known you wouldn't be able to untie her. Don't waste your energy. All of you go down and let Qianqian rest for a while. We'll see if there's a solution when Master returns." Hearing Madam's words, the maids felt as if they had been granted a great pardon. They left, leaving only Yan'er, Madam Li Qian's personal maid. Madam Li Qian's four-year-old son stayed obediently by her side. His chubby little hands would touch his mother's bound hands behind her back, then touch the ropes binding her. He then stood up, hugged his mother, and gently kissed her tear-streaked cheeks. Under her son's tender kisses, Madam Li Qian gradually calmed down. Since her hands were tied behind her back, she couldn't hug her son. She could only move her cherry-like lips and kiss her son twice on the cheek. Then, with the help of her son and Yan'er, she silently sat down on the chair. Strangely, after the maids stopped trying to untie the ropes, she stopped struggling, and the rope seemed to return to its original state, and her bound hands felt more comfortable. Madam Li Qian calmed down, and Madam Ruan's agitation lessened. She felt a wave of fatigue and was about to close her eyes to rest when she heard a commotion outside. A young maid rushed in, exclaiming joyfully, "Madam, Madam, the eldest young lady is back! The eldest young lady is back!" As soon as the maid's voice fell, a young woman in a pink qipao ran in from outside. Seeing Madam Ruan sitting in the chair, she threw herself into her arms, calling out "Mother" and sobbing. Following the eldest young lady was a timid-looking young maid in a grass-green dress. Madam Ruan cried with her eldest daughter, calling her her precious darling. Then, she wiped away her tears and looked at the young maid in the green dress, asking softly, "Liu'er, did you drive away those two bandits and save Rong'er?" Hearing Madam's question, the young maid Liu'er lowered her head, mumbling and unsure how to answer. She couldn't speak for a long time. Miss Tang, the eldest young lady, heard her mother's question. She lifted her head from her mother's embrace, wiped away her tears, and said to her mother, "Mother, you don't need to ask Liu'er. I've already asked her. Liu'er herself can't explain how she defeated those two. It seems she doesn't know how powerful she is. Liu'er, you've worked hard. Go play with Xin'er and the others." Hearing the eldest young lady's words, Liu'er let out a long sigh of relief. She secretly glanced at Madam and then happily turned to go play with the young maids peeking from the doorway. This young maid named Liu'er, on the surface, showed no sign of her incredible strength, which had left the two armed men in black utterly bewildered. The eldest young lady of the Tang family who had escaped this ordeal was named Tang Dairong. The second young lady, who had been tied up and taken away by the young officers, was named Tang Daibing. Both young ladies were in their early twenties. If their fiancés hadn't been serving in the army fighting the Japanese, they would have been married long ago. But now, due to the chaotic times, these two beautiful young ladies were still unmarried. After Tang Dairong returned, the maids had already chattered about how those people had broken in and that her second sister had been taken away. She thought that if Liu'er hadn't been alert, she might have been tied up and taken away herself. Thinking of this, she felt a chill of fear. Seeing Liu'er go out to play, Tang Dairong wiped away her tears, stood up, and asked her mother, "Mother, has second sister really been taken away? Why hasn't Father returned yet? Who were those people?" Without waiting for her mother's reply, she turned and saw her little mother bound and gagged. She walked over and touched the ropes binding her, unable to hold back her tears, and cried, "What kind of rope is this? Can it not be untied once it's on? Little mother, what should we do?" Hearing Tang Dairong's sorrowful words, Madam Li Qian, who had finally calmed down, writhed her tightly bound delicate body and began to cry sadly again. "Rong'er, don't cry anymore. Don't worry. Everything will be alright when your father returns. You've run all day, go back to your room and rest." Madam Ruan waved her hand at her daughter, then slowly closed her eyes and lay on the chair to rest, not wanting to speak further. Seeing her mother like this, Tang Dairong quickly wiped away her tears, softly comforted her little mother a few times, turned, and walked out of the room, returning to her own embroidery building. In the middle of the night, Tang Yunfeng finally returned. After briefly asking Madam Ruan about the events, he read the letter left by the young officer and then took the bound Li Qian and Madam Ruan back to their bedroom. Upon seeing her husband, Li Qian, who had suffered all day, writhed her bound delicate body and clung tightly to Tang Yunfeng's embrace, crying like a drowned rat. Tang Yunfeng lovingly caressed the crisscrossing golden ropes binding Li Qian's back and softly comforted her. As he had expected, the ropes and the contents of the letter were exactly as he had anticipated. "Qian'er, don't be sad. Those people tied you up with these ropes, thinking they could stump me. They are dreaming. Sit properly, and I will untie you." Tang Yunfeng helped his concubine sit by the bed, then stood in front of her, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and chanted something. Madam Ruan listened for a long time but couldn't clearly hear what her husband was chanting. However, she saw the golden ropes binding Li Qian wriggle like a snake. Li Qian, who was bound, also felt the ropes loosening. She struggled a few times, and although her arms were still tightly bound behind her, she felt the ropes on her arms slowly relaxing. At this moment, Tang Yunfeng opened his eyes. He grabbed the rope binding Li Qian's back with one hand and pointed his index and middle fingers like a sword at Li Qian's forehead, softly exclaiming, "Open." With this soft exclamation, Li Qian felt a release throughout her body. The golden rope, which the maids couldn't untie even with all their effort, instantly loosened. Looking up, she saw the golden rope coiled into a ball and falling into Tang Yunfeng's hand. Tang Yunfeng quickly tucked the rope into his embrace without waiting for the two madams to examine it. Li Qian, now unbound, moved her arms. Feeling no discomfort, she hugged her husband tightly, burying her face deep in his embrace. Although she was still crying, these were tears of joy after surviving a ordeal. Seeing Li Qian like this, Madam Ruan, standing beside them, was stunned. Logically, Li Qian, who had been tightly bound all day, should have had numb and immobile hands after being untied. But Li Qian's hands and arms moved freely, as if she had never been bound. Tang Yunfeng held his concubine in his arms, gently caressing her. He then turned to look at Madam Ruan and, seeing her surprised expression, smiled slightly and said, "Is it strange?" Madam Ruan knew what Tang Yunfeng was asking. She nodded and said, "Yes, it's very strange. Qianqian's reaction is truly beyond my expectations. She was bound all day, so why is she like this?" Li Qian felt a warmth spread through her as her husband doted on her. She offered him a sweet smile and casually picked up the golden rope that had bound her, idly playing with it. Seeing the milk and bread, Tang Yunfeng felt a pang of hunger. He picked up a glass of milk from the plate and took a sip. "Qian'er," he said, "you were tied up with this rope all day. Did you feel anything special?" "What?" Li Qian looked up in surprise, her large eyes blinking at her husband. Seeing he wasn't joking, she furrowed her brow slightly. "Being tightly bound, of course, it wasn't pleasant. But..." Li Qian tilted her head, thinking carefully. "It was difficult when those people forcibly tied me up. After being bound... although I couldn't move, it didn't feel too uncomfortable. And when those little girls were trying to untie me, they made me very restless. Feng Ge, this rope seems to have a mind of its own. The more you try to untie it, the more it fights back, digging into you painfully. When you leave it alone, it's much better." Li Qian recounted her feelings after being bound to her husband, still playing with the coil of golden rope. She wondered why he was asking. After finishing, she lifted her sleeve and showed him her wrist. On Li Qian's fair wrist and forearm, there were a few faint rope marks, barely visible if one didn't look closely. Tang Yunfeng gently took his wife's fair wrist and stroked it. "Qian'er, your feelings are correct. This rope is indeed sentient. If you don't understand it, you can't untie it with brute force. But it doesn't harm the person it binds, especially a beautiful woman like you. See, you can move freely right after being untied. If you had been tied with ordinary rope for so long, your arms might have been crippled. Look at the marks on your wrist; they're almost gone. This shows that even though you were bound, the blood circulation wasn't obstructed where the rope was." Li Qian blinked her large eyes and thought seriously, nodding. "Hmm, it seems so. If I stay in one position for too long, my circulation also gets poor. And this rope was tied so tightly. This rope is indeed different. Feng Ge, what's going on?" "That's just how it is. Didn't your Feng Ge tell you, this rope is a treasure? Beautiful women won't be harmed when bound. You were tied for a day, and you're already lively right after being untied, which proves you're a great beauty! Also, this rope nourishes the skin when worn. Do you want your husband to tie you up again and try it?" Ruan, having removed her makeup and washed her face, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, teasing. She then chuckled. "Sister, are you joking with me? I've already been tied for a day and just regained my freedom. How can my husband bear to tie me up again?" Li Qian pouted, tossing the rope onto the bed and crossing her arms, looking pitiful. "I'm not joking, little Qian'er. If you don't believe me, ask your Feng Ge." Madam Tang, Ruan, put her arm around Li Qian's shoulder, shaking her and giggling. Ruan, influenced by Tang Yunfeng and Li Qian, let go of her usual reserve and joined their playful banter. Seeing his two wives getting along so well, Tang Yunfeng was very happy. He picked up on his wife's topic. "Yes, Qian'er, this rope is truly magical. You've felt it yourself; it didn't harm you, even after being tied tightly all day. Look at you, not only do you feel no discomfort, but I think you've become even more beautiful, hahaha!" "No way, no way? What's gotten into you two today?" Li Qian looked at the laughing Tang Yunfeng, then turned to Ruan, who also had a smile on her face. She said indignantly, "Sister, you and my husband must have conspired to tie me up again and bully me. No, I won't let your scheme succeed." As she spoke, Li Qian grabbed the rope from the bed and clutched it to her chest. "Ha..." Tang Yunfeng and Ruan couldn't help but laugh, seeing Li Qian like a startled rabbit. "You silly girl, what are you thinking? We do want to tie you up, but how would we bully you? If you knew the origin of this rope, you'd understand that women bound by it not only aren't harmed, but as your sister said, it truly has the effect of nourishing the skin and making you more beautiful. So, do you want to try again?" Tang Yunfeng asked with a grin, finishing his milk in one gulp. Li Qian held the golden rope that had bound her all day to her chest, staring back and forth at Tang Yunfeng and Ruan. Tang Yunfeng was one thing, but Ruan's behavior today was truly unusual. Normally, this elder madam was always very dignified and serious in front of her. What was going on today? After a moment's thought, Li Qian asked timidly, "Sister, is what you're saying true? Do you really want to tie me up again, and this rope is actually good for me? It's not because I disturbed you and you want to tie me up as punishment?" Seeing Ruan Shi nod, Li Qian, though bound and unable to move, still managed to lift her small head, indicating her agreement with Tang Yunfeng's words. Tang Yunfeng smiled slightly and continued, "Legend has it that this coiled dragon gold rope was Emperor Yang of Sui's secret weapon for conquering his harem beauties. The two concubines Yang Guang favored most were Consort Zhang and Consort Xiao. After following Yang Guang, they lived their lives bound by the coiled dragon gold rope. Even past forty, these two concubines remained extraordinarily beautiful, like celestial beings. After the fall of the Sui Dynasty, Li Yuan obtained Consort Zhang and Consort Xiao. His two sons, Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji, were so infatuated with the over-forty Consort Zhang and Consort Xiao that they defied all propriety, secretly carrying on with them and cuckolding their emperor father, hehe. They even framed Li Shimin for their affair with the two concubines, nearly causing our history to lose the eternal emperor, Emperor Taizong of Tang." "Is that really true, my husband? Is this rope truly so magical?" Li Qian, tied up in a bundle, nestled comfortably in Tang Yunfeng's arms, listening to the story. She then wriggled her fair body and began to speak, "If that's the case, after you untie me, tie the rope on Sister. Look, Sister is over forty. Although she's still very beautiful, there are still some small wrinkles on her face. If this rope is truly so magical, then binding Sister will slowly make her as youthful as a maiden." "Qian'er, don't speak nonsense. I'm already old and my beauty has faded. How could I become young just by being tied up? It's utterly absurd. Besides, how could I possibly let you tie me up? It's simply ridiculous!" Ruan Shi, hearing Li Qian shift the topic to her and even threaten to tie her up, frowned slightly and began to scold. Tang Yunfeng smiled and said, "Qian'er's words have some logic. Madam, you could also try..." "Stop talking! You're joining that little vixen in her mischief. Hurry up and continue your story," Ruan Shi said angrily, glancing at her husband and interrupting him. "Alright, I'll continue. It's said that later, this coiled dragon gold rope fell into the hands of Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang. Although Li Yu was talented and possessed extraordinary demeanor, what people praised most were his harem beauties. Like Emperor Yang of Sui, he was favored by many beautiful women and lived a rather comfortable life before his kingdom fell, hehe! If only..." "Hmph, they were all rulers of fallen kingdoms. It seems this rope is not auspicious. You've talked so much, but you haven't explained how those people obtained the rope? What does this rope have to do with our family?" Ruan Shi had no interest in the affairs of ancient people. Her primary concern was her daughter. Now, because of this yellow rope, her daughter was tied up and taken away. Although she knew her daughter was not in immediate danger, falling into the hands of those villains would lead to no good. Now Tang Yunfeng was rambling on, as if envious of the romantic fortunes of two fallen rulers, which greatly displeased her. Annoyed, she interrupted him. "Mmm, alright, alright. Now I'll talk about our family's connection to this coiled dragon gold rope. The Japanese man Fujita, whom those people mentioned today, his ancestor came to our country and explored with our Tang family ancestors. By chance, they obtained the coiled dragon gold rope. There are twelve of these coiled dragon gold ropes in total..." "There are twelve!" Ruan Shi and Li Qian exclaimed simultaneously. "Yes, there are twelve. And each of these twelve gold ropes has its own name, corresponding to our twelve zodiac animals," Tang Yunfeng said, looking down and stroking the rope binding Li Qian. "After I untied Qian'er, I examined this gold rope carefully. This is the Si (巳) rope, the snake rope, among the twelve ropes." "Ah? It's the snake rope? Am I being tied up by a snake? That's terrifying! Brother Feng, hurry and untie me!" Li Qian wriggled her delicate body and cried out dramatically. Tang Yunfeng leaned down and kissed Li Qian's rosy lips. "It's a rope called the snake rope, not a real snake. Qian'er, you don't need to worry." "I know, I was just joking with Brother Feng," Li Qian said with a giggle. "Even if it were a real snake, if it were tied to me by my husband, I would still like it very much and wouldn't be afraid at all." "Stop interrupting, Afeng, continue," Ruan Shi glared at Li Qian. "Alright. After Fujita and our ancestors obtained these ropes, they knew they were rare treasures and divided them equally, six ropes each. Our family's six gold ropes are very well-kept by me and couldn't have been leaked. Therefore, this rope must be one of the ropes kept by the Fujita family. Moreover, from what you've said, the one they used to bind Bing'er must also be one of their six." "Our family has six of these strange ropes, and I never knew?" Ruan Shi asked. "I didn't know either," Li Qian said weakly. Tang Yunfeng chuckled. "When my father gave them to me, he instructed me not to use these ropes lightly, and if possible, not to use them at all. He said to just pass them down as a family heirloom. So, after I put them away, I never thought of using them. If not for this incident, I wouldn't have mentioned them. Perhaps when I'm on my deathbed, I'll pass them down to Long'er." Hearing Tang Yunfeng say he would pass the treasure to her son, Li Qian felt happy and snuggled closer into Tang Yunfeng's arms. She thought that even if this golden rope wasn't very useful, there must be other treasures in the family that would also be passed down to her son. However, this rope was quite useful to her. She felt so comfortable being bound by it right now, and she longed for her husband to come and cherish her soon. Ruan Shi, unaware of Li Qian's urgent feelings, looked at the rope binding Li Qian and murmured, "So that's how it is. You did the right thing. We shouldn't use things that have been used by rulers of fallen kingdoms. Besides, this rope seems to have no other use besides binding people." "But I think this thing is a treasure. Even though I'm bound and can't move right now, I feel so comfortable," Li Qian blurted out her current feelings, wriggling in Tang Yunfeng's arms, looking quite pleased. "What a silly girl," Ruan Shi said with a laugh. With the alluring beauty bound in his arms wriggling and his beautiful wife before him, Tang Yunfeng felt his restraint giving way. "Rou'er, the story is finished. Let's rest. We'll all sleep together tonight, will you agree?" Tang Yunfeng called his wife by her affectionate name, asking for Ruan Shi's opinion in an almost pleading tone. "Okay, I agree." Before Ruan Shi could answer, Li Qian eagerly replied. Tang Yunfeng looked down at Li Qian in his arms. He saw her eyes were hazy, her small face flushed, and the fair skin bound like bamboo segments was slowly turning pink. He knew that the rope binding her private parts had taken effect. Wang Fucai, the captain of the Xitang Ancient Town Inspection Team, was cooperating with Liu Lian to investigate the background of the fourth young lady of the Tang family. Unexpectedly, he discovered that this inconspicuous little qipao shop was actually a liaison station for an underground anti-Japanese organization. Based on the information currently in hand, all the members of this anti-Japanese organization were young and beautiful girls, which made Wang Fucai extremely happy. Deputy Officer Liu was cautious in his actions and seemed very polite to the fourth young lady of the Tang family. Although it was unavoidable to tie up the fourth young lady during the arrest, it was clearly not like treating a prisoner. But it was different for him, Wang Fucai. Deputy Officer Liu only cared about the fourth young lady, and the remaining beautiful girls who fell into his hands would be at his mercy. Perhaps through these girls, he could pull out the radish and bring out the mud, and capture more members of the anti-Japanese organization. Deputy Officer Liu had made a promise to the fourth young lady, agreeing not to harm her sisters, but Wang Fucai didn't care about that. As Wang Fucai smugly led two men in black back to the qipao shop, Miss Qiyun, who was tied to a chair, had already taken the scissors placed beside her and was cutting the ropes with her hands tied behind her back. Seeing the three of them return, the girl felt a sense of foreboding. She struggled with her bound body, but the ropes remained as tight as ever. "Miss Qiyun, don't waste your energy. Even if you cut the ropes, with me, Wang Fucai, here, I will tie you up again, hahaha!" Wang Fucai continued with a hearty laugh, "I say, you, a delicate and charming young lady, why aren't you at home embroidering flowers, but running out to join an anti-Japanese organization? Isn't this courting death?" "Wang Fucai, I don't understand what you're talking about. We just run a qipao shop and are not involved in any anti-Japanese organization. The major officer just now promised Sister Qin'er that he wouldn't make things difficult for us. You can't go back on your word." Wu Qiyun would never admit to being a member of an anti-Japanese organization. As she spoke, she was still trying hard to cut the ropes binding her. "Haha, Miss Wu Qiyun, you don't need to act anymore. I've investigated your background thoroughly. But it doesn't matter if you don't admit it now. When we arrest Miss Li Wanzhen and that little girl named Wang Xiaoxia who collects intelligence for you at the town hall, you'll confess everything, haha. Besides, it was Deputy Officer Liu who promised not to make things difficult for you, not me, Wang Fucai," Wang Fucai said smugly. "Wang Fucai, can you even be considered a Chinese person? The Japanese have occupied our country. If you don't resist, fine, but you'd rather be a dog of the Japanese and help them harm your own sisters. Are you even human?" Wu Qiyun knew she couldn't escape, so she started to curse Wang Fucai. Wang Fucai was unconcerned and laughed, "My backbone is broken, but I have to do this to survive. Alright, I won't waste any more time with you. Miss Qiyun, you don't need to exert yourself. I'll have them untie you." Wang Fucai waved to the two men in black. The two men in black stepped forward, untied Miss Qiyun from the chair, and then untied the ropes binding her wrists behind her back. Before Miss Qiyun could resist, the two men in black placed the untied ropes around Miss Qiyun's neck and began to tie her up again. The brown ropes were tied wantonly around Miss Qiyun's beautiful pink satin dress. Her delicate body struggled unwillingly in the hands of the two men in black, but it was all in vain. Soon, Miss Qiyun was tightly bound in a five-flower knot. This time, the binding was not just a simple tying of the wrists behind her back, but a five-flower knot that勒颈式 (le jǐng shì - neck-勒-style) binding. Her wrists were tied together behind her back and hoisted high at her back. After the two men in black had bound Wu Qiyun in a five-flower knot, they didn't stop. They used the rope that had bound Qiyun to the chair to tightly bind Qiyun's two slender legs together. Then they lifted Qiyun and placed her on the cutting counter. They then bent her calves back and tied them to her thighs, and connected the remaining rope to the rope binding her wrists. In this way, Qiyun was bound like a zongzi (rice dumpling). Seeing Miss Qiyun, who was bound into a ball, still cursing intermittently, Wang Fucai grabbed a white silk handkerchief from the table, stuffed it into Qiyun's mouth, and then tightened it with a rope. Qiyun's curses turned into muffled whimpers, and crystal tears streamed down her fair cheeks. She finally understood that the major officer's hypocritical words were all to deceive herself and the fourth young lady. These people had no intention of letting her and her sisters go. This was their conspiracy. But it was too late to understand now. Qin'er had been captured, and she had completely fallen into their hands, bound and unable to move, unable to do anything, and could only resign herself to fate. Seeing Wu Qiyun, who was bound like a zongzi, Wang Fucai nodded with satisfaction and said to the two men in black, "You two stay here and arrest anyone who comes here to contact them. I'll go back to the team to make arrangements and be back later." After Wang Fucai instructed the two men in black, he left and drove away. He still wanted to witness the艳香 (yàn xiāng - fragrant and beautiful) scene of capturing the third young lady of the Tang family. Unfortunately, he had witnessed the scene of capturing and binding the third young lady of the Tang family, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to frame the three proud rich young ladies as members of the anti-Japanese organization and arrest them. He didn't expect to encounter Xiao Yu, the variable, and his plan failed, almost costing him his life. Wang Fucai did not gain any advantage at Luo Yiyun's house. After fleeing in a sorry state, he thought of Wu Qiyun, who was bound in the qipao shop, and the two spies left behind. If nothing unexpected happened, besides the beautiful Miss Wu Qiyun, another person who came to deliver intelligence to Wu Qiyun, Li Wanzhen, should have been captured by now. He heard that Li Wanzhen was also extremely beautiful and charming. "Hmph! If I can't get the three young ladies from Luo Jian's family, it should be no problem to torment these girls who don't know their place and dare to join the anti-Japanese organization, right?" Wang Fucai thought resentfully. Wang Fucai was right. Wu Qiyun was bound in a five-flower knot in the qipao shop. Not long after Wang Fucai left, Li Wanzhen arrived at the qipao shop. As usual, Li Wanzhen found nothing unusual at the shop entrance, so she knocked and walked in. Li Wanzhen was the same age as Wu Qiyun, both twenty years old. Although she was not as beautiful as the fourth young lady, she was also a rare beauty. Her family was well-off, and she and Wu Qiyun had been best friends since childhood. After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, they joined the underground anti-Japanese organization together. This morning, their friend Wang Xiaoxia, who worked at the town hall, gave her an important piece of intelligence that needed to be passed to Wu Qiyun at the qipao shop. Li Wanzhen had already planned to attend the fourth young lady's party admission ceremony at the qipao shop today, so as soon as she received the intelligence, she happily headed to the qipao shop. The weather had just cleared, and it was slightly cool. Li Wanzhen was wearing a long-sleeved satin qipao with a white background and blue flowers. Her black hair was elegantly and beautifully styled in a high bun. However, what she didn't expect was that as soon as she stepped into the qipao shop, she saw Wu Qiyun, bound into a ball on the counter. "Qiyun!" Li Wanzhen was shocked. Just as she realized the danger, before she could react, the shop door behind her closed. She hurriedly looked back and saw two burly men in black smiling coldly at her. Li Wanzhen knew something was wrong. She quickly tried to open her small handbag, which contained a small pistol. But she was still a step too late. Just as she opened her handbag and before she could take out the small pistol, the two men in black pounced on her. One on each side, they restrained her arms. One of the men snatched her handbag and threw it aside, then unfurled the pre-prepared ropes and began to tie Li Wanzhen. "Their hideout has been found, Captain Wang and his men are still guarding it. I've brought this girl back first. After the confrontation, I'll take both of them to be used as bait. I believe this time we'll capture them all. I hope you'll make things convenient for me, Boss Kou," Huang Mao said as he approached Kou Zichao, offering him a cigarette. "Confrontation?" Kou Zichao lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a few smoke rings. He then stood up and walked in front of Li Wanzhen, appraising the beautiful woman bound tightly in a shimmering silk qipao. He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Hmm, not bad. Beautiful and spirited. I wonder if you'll still be so spirited later, hehe. Girl, you wanted to suffer for this lady in red, didn't you? I'll grant your wish now. You two..." Kou Zichao turned and ordered the two agents who had bound Wang Xiaoxia, "Prepare the ropes. Take good care of this great beauty for me." "Understood, Boss Kou! You can trust our methods. We'll make sure this great beauty is taken care of comfortably, hehe!" The two agents agreed and quickly moved to Li Wanzhen's side, flanking her. Li Wanzhen was already bound, but the two agents swiftly untied her and tossed the ropes aside. Although Li Wanzhen's hands were now free, one agent quickly crossed her wrists behind her back, restraining them, while the other unfurled a longer rope and draped it around Li Wanzhen's neck. Then, both agents moved simultaneously, preparing to re-bind Li Wanzhen. "Boss Kou, what are you doing?" Huang Mao, seeing Li Wanzhen about to be harmed, tried to intervene. "Hey, Old Huang, since when did you become so tender-hearted?" Kou Zichao pulled Huang Mao aside with one hand and continued, "Old Huang, calm yourself. I'll explain to Captain Wang. If a beautiful girl comes to me, and I don't give her a taste of the rope, make her suffer a little, how can I be considered a man? Haha!" "You rascal. Fine, I'll let you have your fun this time, but don't go too far." Huang Mao knew that Kou Zichao had a particular fondness for binding beautiful women. Seeing someone as stunning as Li Wanzhen, it would be almost impossible to take Wang Xiaoxia away without letting him vent. This was also a primary reason he had brought Li Wanzhen here. While they were talking, the two agents had already begun binding Li Wanzhen. The rope wrapped around Li Wanzhen's arms five or six times before her hands were folded behind her back, crossed, and tied. The knot was then tightened, with both ends of the rope brought together, passed through a small loop behind her neck, and pulled upwards. Li Wanzhen let out a pained groan as her hands, bound behind her, were rapidly hoisted higher. Just as they were nearing her neck, the agents stopped and tightened the knot. Li Wanzhen was sweating profusely from the binding. Her full, ample breasts were pushed even more prominently forward due to her arms being bound behind her. She stood on her tiptoes, gritting her teeth, desperately trying to suppress any cries. Large drops of sweat streamed down her beautiful, fair face. After binding Li Wanzhen tightly behind her back, the two agents pushed her against the iron bars of the cell. The dense ropes continued to wrap around her bright qipao. Two ropes were tightened around her fair neck, followed by two more above and below her chest, then around her waist, thighs, and calves. Soon, Li Wanzhen was bound to the iron bars, unable to move an inch. Seeing Li Wanzhen gritting her teeth, enduring the pain and refusing to yield, Kou Zichao laughed triumphantly. "Well now, beautiful lady, still not begging for mercy? This is just the beginning, ha..." "You, you executioner! I will never beg you! Bring on whatever methods you have, spit!" Li Wanzhen felt like her hands, bound behind her back, were about to break, but she still gritted her teeth, refusing to surrender. "You bunch of villains, let my sister go! Let her go..." Seeing Li Wanzhen also cruelly bound by the agents, Wang Xiaoxia cried out loudly. "Boss Kou, that's enough. Don't break the girls. I still need to take them to Captain Wang to report. If anything goes wrong, neither of us can bear the responsibility." Huang Mao, seeing Li Wanzhen's pale face from the binding, felt a pang of unease. He knew it wouldn't be easy to get Wang Xiaoxia away from Kou Zichao, but he hadn't expected him to be so unreasonable. "Old Huang, I know what I'm doing. While it would be interesting to hear the girls cry and plead after being bound for a confrontation, I'm not in the mood. What interests me most is binding them and punishing them a bit, to temper their spirits, hehe. When they're more compliant, you can take them to Wang Fucai for the confrontation. Alright, you two, give these two little dolls a few good lashes first." "No! Old Kou, binding them and giving them a taste of the rope is acceptable. I have nothing to say about that. But if you go too far, I won't be able to explain myself!" Hearing that Kou Zichao intended to torture Li Wanzhen, Huang Mao became anxious. He moved swiftly to block Li Wanzhen, his expression changing slightly, and his tone becoming less polite. "Oh? Old Huang, are you serious?" Seeing Huang Mao's demeanor, Kou Zichao stared at him and asked. "Miss Wan Ting, after being stripped, you were probably only bound by the Coiling Dragon Golden Rope, right? Today, I'll let you experience a different kind of rope binding. You two, tie up Miss Lu. Hmm, wait a moment, let me think..." He Zi narrowed her eyes and looked at Lu Wan Ting, who was still in tears. "Mmm, Miss Lu does look beautiful when she's bound in a five-flower knot, but let's try a different style today. Granny Hu, tie Miss Lu into the 'Reverse Hand Guan Yin' pose. Let's enjoy it, hehe." "Reverse Hand Guan Yin? What's that?" Lu Wan Ting was terrified, not knowing how they intended to bind her. Granny Hu, however, responded with excitement and quickly pulled Lu Wan Ting's hands, which were protecting her chest and private parts, to her back. Lu Wan Ting shivered and instinctively resisted. But her hands were already controlled and bent backward, so her resistance was futile. Granny Liu placed a rope around Lu Wan Ting's neck, looped it over her shoulders, and brought it down behind her armpits, preparing to bind her. The two stout women worked together, manipulating Lu Wan Ting's soft arms, which were bent behind her back. They twisted her forearms upward, palms facing each other, arranging her into the 'Reverse Hand Guan Yin' pose. Lu Wan Ting's arms were slender, and after being bent into this position, her outstretched fingers could reach her shoulder-length hair from behind. Although Lu Wan Ting's body was delicate, this extreme twisted posture caused her immense pain. Her shoulders and elbows throbbed with pain. She gritted her teeth and endured, knowing that begging for mercy would be useless. Resistance was also futile, so she could only bear it, letting the two stout women vent their frustrations on her delicate body. After arranging Lu Wan Ting's pose, Granny Liu began to wrap the long brown rope around Lu Wan Ting's fair skin. First, she tightly bound her hands, then wrapped the rope around her upper arms twice, pulling it taut. Her forearms, bound in the 'Reverse Hand Guan Yin' pose, were almost pressed together. Her arms behind her back formed a compressed "W" shape. "Ah..." Lu Wan Ting cried out in pain despite her efforts to endure, tears streaming from her eyes. Lu Wan Ting was bound facing He Zi, so He Zi could barely see her bound arms from the front. Hearing Lu Wan Ting's pained cries and sobs, He Zi frowned slightly. "Don't go too far. It won't do if you injure her." "Don't worry, Chief Manager. We are experienced in binding these delicate young ladies. There won't be any problems," Granny Hu replied with a smile. Even as she spoke, her hands didn't stop. After tightening and knotting Lu Wan Ting's arms, securing them tightly, the rope was then wrapped around her chest, binding her breasts. Granny Hu was right; they were very experienced in binding girls into this 'Reverse Hand Guan Yin' pose. While they wouldn't dislocate the girls' twisted joints, they could bind them to the absolute limit. Lu Wan Ting's body, though flexible, couldn't withstand such cruel binding. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she panted heavily from the pain. The cruel binding finally ended. After the two stout women finished, they released Lu Wan Ting. "Chief Manager, do you want to bind her lower body as well?" Granny Hu asked He Zi, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she stared at the patch of wilderness below Lu Wan Ting "Hmm, yes, Beautiful, your analysis is spot on. That Fujita Gou fellow indeed harbors malicious intentions. Look at this golden rope binding me. He claims it's called the 'Coiled Dragon Golden Rope,' an ancient treasure passed down from our ancestors. He says it doesn't harm the person bound, and even offers benefits, especially to beautiful women. Is he talking nonsense?" Ruan Yujiao spoke with a touch of abandon, twisting her delicate body as she gestured for Lin Meili to examine the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope binding her. Lin Meili found Ruan Yujiao's words and actions both amusing and exasperating. Ruan Yujiao was currently bound naked and hogtied by the rope. Yet, she was arching her full bosom, doing her best to showcase her beautifully bound figure for admiration. Any man seeing her in this state would surely be overcome with nosebleeds and drooling. Even Lin Meili couldn't help but blush and feel her heart race. This was understandable, though. Ruan Yujiao had been bound by the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope for some time. After the initial distress, embarrassment, and even shame upon meeting Lin Meili, she had now become more composed. Steadying her mood, Lin Meili, to spare Ruan Yujiao further embarrassment, truly focused her gaze on Ruan Yujiao's body, intricately bound by the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope. However, seeing Lin Meili's concentrated expression, Ruan Yujiao suddenly became self-conscious again, her face flushing crimson. Although they were sisters and had been naked in front of each other during their special training, being asked to admire herself like this, with her breasts pushed out, her waist cinched, and hogtied, felt too mortifying. She felt a pang of shame for her unconscious actions. Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Lin Meili pretended not to notice Ruan Yujiao's embarrassment. She gently tugged at her tightly bound body and said with feigned seriousness, "Mmm, Sister Yujiao, this rope binding you is indeed a bit unusual. I've been thinking back, and when you were agitated earlier, the rope tightened around you as if it had a will of its own, automatically increasing its hold, digging into your skin. Now that you've calmed down, it's like a normal rope again. Ah, no, that's not quite right..." Lin Meili narrowed her beautiful eyes, pondering for a moment before continuing, "Sister Yujiao, have you ever seen a venomous snake hunt? I have. When the snake coils around its prey, it seems to do so like this. Come to think of it, this golden rope really does resemble a little golden snake coiled around you, Sister. Ah, look, it seems to be wriggling slightly, shimmering with light. Sister Yujiao, how do you feel?" Lin Meili's lengthy explanation, delivered with great conviction, successfully diverted Ruan Yujiao's attention. Her mood returned to normal, and she twisted her body, saying, "Little sister, you observe very carefully. But little sister, you don't know. Although I haven't seen a venomous snake coil around prey, I imagine that if a prey is tightly coiled by a venomous snake, it would struggle to breathe, perhaps even suffocating. But this rope is different. Although you see it binding me tightly, I don't feel like I'm about to die. Not only that, when I lose control and my anger flares, I even feel a sensation of being caressed and comforted by it. Isn't that strange?" "Ah? Really? Then this so-called Coiled Dragon Golden Rope is truly a treasure. Perhaps it really was passed down from our ancestors. I doubt those short Japanese devils could create such a miraculous treasure," Lin Meili exclaimed, her beautiful eyes widening in feigned surprise. Inwardly, however, she found it amusing, thinking, *Has Sister Yujiao gone mad from being bound? What kind of magical rope is this? If it's truly like that, I'd really like to try it myself, hehe...* "Yes, yes, perhaps it's truly a treasure passed down from our ancestors. And this rope is quite peculiar. It binds me below..." Ruan Yujiao almost spoke out of turn again, but she abruptly caught herself, her face flushing as she said, "I won't say more. When little sister... cough cough... perhaps little sister... Hmm, that dog Fujita Gou might tie you up naked with this rope too, little sister. Then you can feel it for yourself..." Ruan Yujiao spoke carelessly, and by the end, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile. "Sister is right. Being captured in this hellhole, being tied up is commonplace. Trying it out is inevitable, otherwise, Fujita Gou wouldn't have tied Sister up like this for me to admire, hehe..." Lin Meili said, also chuckling with pursed lips. The two sisters, tightly bound and imprisoned in this dark dungeon, were actually joking cheerfully, finding a sliver of amusement in their dire circumstances. To their surprise, in the time that followed, Lin Meili was not bound by the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope, nor was her beautiful silver-white silk dress removed. Instead, Ruan Yujiao was taken down from the torture rack by the two plump matrons, Ah Chun and Ah Hua. They dressed her in a qipao and put on a one-piece restraint. Of course, the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope binding her body was not removed. Although Lin Meili was not bound by the Coiled Dragon Golden Rope, she still had no freedom. The cruel torture instruments in the cell were not applied to her delicate body. Instead, the obese prison matrons bound her in various strange positions, playing with her to their heart's content. Since Lin Meili had been bound while wearing her one-piece dress, and the ropes used were ordinary brown ones, this task fell to the two plump matrons, Ryoko and Matsuko. They would bind Lin Meili with ordinary ropes, but they dared not keep her bound for too long. After an hour or two, they would untie her, allow her to rest and move around to ensure smooth blood circulation, and then bind her again. The binding methods were chaotic. After hogtying her, they would sometimes tie her in a "four-horse chariot" position and spin her around in the air. Other times, after hogtying her, they would bind her to the torture rack or iron bars. Lin Meili's beautiful silver-white silk qipao became creased and wrinkled from the repeated binding, causing her great distress. She longed to curse the matrons to vent her frustration, but her ruby Ah Jiao, seeing the little swordswoman who had just displayed such prowess and spirit transform into a delicate and shy young girl, liked her even more. She gently took Liu'er's small hand and caressed it, saying, "Sister Liu'er, thank goodness you came in time. Otherwise, if these people had captured your Sister Lu Ping, I wouldn't have survived!" After Ah Jiao finished speaking softly to Liu'er, she turned and ordered Ah Shui, "Come here and unlock Miss Lu Ping's iron chains and untie her." She then pointed to Yamaguchi Kazi, who was still lying on the ground, and said, "Ah Rong, tie up this woman." "Yes, Miss!" Ah Shui and Ah Rong both replied. Ah Shui walked over and unlocked the steel chains binding Lu Ping. After removing the chains, she untied the ropes binding Lu Ping, then lifted the hem of her long skirt and unlocked the shackles that were fastened to her feet and waist... "They tied Sister up so tightly, no wonder she had no power to resist..." Liu'er watched Ah Shui as she meticulously removed each rope and chain that bound Lu Ping's delicate body, thinking to herself. As Ah Shui unbound her, Lu Ping kept her eyes fixed on Ah Rong. Seeing that Ah Rong had thoroughly searched Kazi, and then found another gun and a dagger from behind Kazi's neck and the calf of her leg, before tying Kazi up securely, Lu Ping finally relaxed. Having regained her freedom, Lu Ping took the gun from Liu'er's hand, turned, and looked at the two women in leather outfits who were being held up by Ah Fu and Ah Xian, tied up like horses being dragged in four directions. She handed the gun to Ah Shui, who had just unbound her, and ordered, "You go over there and tie up this woman's legs too, and lock her up separately. If anything goes wrong, your legs will be broken. And you two oafs, keep a close eye on them!" Lu Ping said the last sentence to Ah Fu and Ah Xian. "Yes, yes, Second Miss." Ah Fu shivered and quickly agreed. The four sturdy maids, carrying Kazi and her two disciples who were tied up, hurried away. Seeing that Lu Ping had finished giving her orders, Liu'er withdrew her small hand from Ah Jiao's and took Lu Ping's arm, pointing to Ding Xiao Niao, who was standing nearby. "Sister Lu Ping, it was Young Master Ding who brought me here. Otherwise, I don't know when I would have found this place?" "Ah! I thought you, my sister, would arrive soon, but I didn't expect you to be here so promptly. So it was Young Master Ding who helped so much! We really must thank him properly! Come, let's go over." Lu Ping said with some surprise. Liu'er and Ah Jiao, one on each side, gently held Lu Ping's arms and massaged them. Lu Ping's arms were slightly numb after being unbound, and she let them rub them to improve circulation. The three women walked side-by-side to Ding Xiao Niao and Li Shi Hui. Lu Ping bowed slightly and said, "Young Master Ding, thank you for bringing Liu'er here..." "No need to thank me, no need to thank me, it was just a small effort, hehe..." Ding Xiao Niao quickly waved his hands humbly. Although he was usually defiant, he dared not put on airs in front of Lu Ping and Liu'er. "You must be thanked. This was a small effort for you, but it was a matter of life and death for me. If my Sister Liu'er had been half a step late, I would have fallen into the hands of that devil Fujita Go today! I fear I would not have survived, and would have suffered endless torture before dying." Lu Ping thanked him solemnly. "Alright, alright, then I accept your thanks. Actually, when I brought Miss Liu'er here, I just thought she was an ordinary child you knew, coming to Shanghai to find you. I never expected to bring a hidden master of chivalry, a savior. I have been neglectful, Miss Liu'er." Ding Xiao Niao cupped his hands towards Liu'er, genuinely feeling that he had unintentionally done a good deed. A slight delay, and the outcome of today's events would have been completely different. "Thank you, Young Master Ding." Liu'er also bowed slightly to Ding Xiao Niao in thanks. Li Shi Hui laughed heartily, "We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite! Let's go inside and talk." He Shao Chun also said loudly, "Yes, yes! Let's go in, let's go in! I must thank Miss Liu'er properly... Hmm, and Warden Ding..." "That's right, you're the one who should be thanking the most! And apologizing too! It's all because of your terrible idea that Lu Ping was put in danger." Ah Jiao interrupted He Shao Chun's words, scolding him with a laugh. "Yes, yes... Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault, I accept the punishment. If anything had really happened to my Lu Ping, I would have had no choice but to commit suicide to atone." He Shao Chun bowed repeatedly to everyone. "Pah, who's your Lu Ping..." Lu Ping spat at him. ... As everyone was discussing their next move in the living room, Xiao Yao received a call from Ding Xiao Niao and came over with Lu Xiao Ying. After Xiao Yao brought Lu Xiao Ying back to Station 76, she arranged for her to stay in the room that Lu Wan Ting used to live in. After a simple meal and a wash, she put on a sky-blue silk satin dress left behind by Lu Wan Ting, looking exactly like another Lu Wan Ting. When Lu Xiao Ying was brought back to Station 76 with the shackles, she had thought that even with Xiao Yao's care, being locked up in prison meant she was a prisoner, and life would be difficult. She never expected Xiao Yao to let her stay in such a nice room, which was far better than the dilapidated shack she lived in with her younger siblings. Moreover, the daily necessities and beautiful dresses that Lu Wan Ting had left in the room were things she had never seen before. She couldn't help but feel a heartfelt gratitude towards Xiao Yao, who had saved her life. After washing and dressing, when she heard Xiao Yao say she had to tie her up to see Ding Xiao Niao, Lu Xiao Ying readily agreed. She thought that living in such a good prison environment, even if she was tied up every day, she felt quite happy. However, she was still a little worried about her younger siblings left at home. Later, when she heard Xiao Yao say that her younger siblings had been entrusted to her colleague Zhang Jun and others for care, she was completely relieved. Xiao Yao also liked the gentle and lovely Lu Xiao Ying very much. Although she had to tie her up, she was just a delicate, ordinary young girl, and there was no need to restrain her too tightly. So, when she tied her up, she simply wrapped some ropes around her arms, tying her hands behind her back, and then took her through the back door to Li Shi Hui's Residence 78. After Ruan Yujiao was taken to the dungeon, Fujita Gang did not take any coercive measures against A Ping and the other two girls. However, once Ruan Yujiao was taken away, Ruan Rumeng threw a tantrum, insisting on staying with her older sister. Faced with this stubborn young girl, Fujita Tsuyoshi did not find it particularly difficult to accommodate her; since she had made the request, he had her locked up with Ruan Yujiao. Meanwhile, Lu Wanting and Ah Ping were taken to bathe by the burly female servants there. After they were cleaned up, they were required to change into the house’s clothes from head to toe. But Lu Wanting and Ah Ping were also quite stubborn; they would rather go without clothes for a while than put on the house’s attire. As for these two beauties, Fujita had already devised a plan to discipline them the moment he brought them into the Garden of Bliss. Seeing that they refused to wear clothes was exactly what he wanted. He ordered the maids to bind the two of them, completely naked, with coiled golden ropes, tying them up tightly. This binding was far from a simple hand-and-foot restraint; the two beauties’ snow-white skin, as translucent as jade and as delicate as porcelain, was completely covered from head to toe in golden ropes. Two ropes were tied around each of their full breasts, and two more crossed between them, squeezing the breasts to make them appear even more erect and alluring. Ropes were also tightly laced between their legs, and the ropes passing through their legs were tied into two large knots, which fit perfectly into their pussies and assholes. Her calves were folded and tightly bound to her thighs, forcing her to kneel but preventing her from standing. After securing her body and legs, the maids wrapped the remaining ropes around her upper and lower arms, binding her hands and feet tightly behind her back. Although the ropes binding their hands and feet behind their backs were not connected, A-Ping and Lu Wante found it difficult even to kneel and could only lie face down. After the maids had finished binding the two women, they tossed them onto the daybed in the bathroom, leaving them there to writhe and roll in agony, then closed the door and walked away without a second glance. Although Ah Ping was already a young married woman, being bound so wickedly with the coiled golden chains filled her with unbearable shame and indignation. Though she managed to stay lucid at first, her mind gradually grew hazy, her snow-white skin slowly turning pink; it was only a matter of time before she lost control of her bladder and lost all composure. Lu Wanting’s plight was even more dire. She was still a virgin, and the sensation of the Coiling Dragon Golden Ropes tightly constricting her private parts and anus left her utterly mortified. If her hands hadn’t been bound behind her back, she might have already scratched herself to pieces. At Fujita Tsuyoshi’s behest, the maids bound Ah Ping and Lu Wanting naked with the coiled golden chains for two full days and nights, until the golden chains binding their private parts and anuses had tortured them to the point of near-exhaustion, only then were they released. Once free, Lu Wanning threw herself into Ah Ping’s arms, weeping so hard she nearly fainted. Ah Ping was also in agony, but to comfort Lu Wante, she forced herself to be strong. Although they had mentally prepared themselves for falling into the hands of that Japanese lecher Teng Tiangang, they never expected to be subjected to such torture and humiliation the moment they entered. The burly maidservants seemed to have grown accustomed to seeing them in such a state; their wooden, expressionless faces betrayed no emotion. After untying them, they were thrown into a large pool. Seeing the two of them weeping uncontrollably, the servants tossed the clothes they had been wearing upon arrival back at them before leaving. The two cried for a while, venting their pent-up frustration, and their emotions gradually settled. But whenever they recalled the humiliating ordeal they had just endured, they felt utterly ashamed, embarrassed by their own lewdness, and even began to doubt whether they were simply bad women at heart. “Ah, Wenting, now that we’re in the hands of the Japanese, we can’t just do as we please anymore. Staying alive is the most important thing. As long as we’re alive, A-chun, A-hui, and the others will definitely find a way to rescue us.” Aping did her best to stop herself from dwelling on the humiliations of the past two days. She pulled Lu Wenting into her arms, gently stroking her hair with tenderness as she offered comfort. “Mm, Sister Ping, I’ll listen to you. I’ll stay strong and keep living.” ” Lu Wanting nodded firmly. Since being captured and taken to No. 76 alongside Duan Luping, and enduring so many hardships, she had matured considerably; she was no longer that naive, idealistic, and impassioned young girl. The two washed the grime from their bodies in the basin and put on their clothes. In truth, after being bound naked and tortured for two days with the Coiling Dragon Golden Chains, they would have put on any clothes brought to them without hesitation, even if they weren’t their own. Once dressed, they ate some of the food set aside nearby, which helped restore their spirits considerably. During the two days they were bound by the Coiling Dragon Golden Chains, the maids had forced-fed them. Although they had managed to eat a little here and there, it was practically as if they hadn’t eaten at all. Now that they were dressed and their emotions had settled, they finally felt truly hungry. After a proper meal, the two of them sat huddled together on a bench in the bathhouse, hoping to rest. However, the maids did not allow them to rest freely for long. After about an hour, the maids burst through the door again, bound them tightly without a word, and escorted them back to their room. The room Teng Tian had prepared for them was actually quite nice—a luxurious suite on the second floor of a white building. It contained two bedrooms and a large living room. The bedrooms were fully furnished with a large bed, a dressing table, and a spacious wardrobe, the latter filled with many beautiful gowns. The living room also featured a round dining table, and all necessary furnishings were provided. Yet none of this gave the two women any sense of security or comfort. After having been bound while naked, they dared not undress even at night when they were not tied up. When it was time to change clothes, they no longer dared to be picky; they simply grabbed two items at random from the large wardrobe and put them on. These dresses and skirts fit perfectly, as if they had been custom-made for them. It had been about a month since that first, almost "training-like" naked binding. During that time, they had been bound naked twice more. Each time they were bound, they were not released until at least two or three days had passed. Moreover, on the latter two occasions, in addition to being bound by the maidservants using that same perverse method as before, their little mouths were also stuffed with a small red ball slightly larger than a ping-pong ball. The small ball had a small hole in it, with a thin leather strap about the width of a finger attached to each side. When the straps were fastened at the back of their heads, the small ball was firmly secured in their mouths. With their mouths blocked, the stimulation and mysterious sensations from the ropes bound around their sensitive areas seemed even more intense. So much so that every time they were untied, they felt as if they had been completely drained. After being bound naked, subjected to the stimulation of the ropes, and releasing their incontinence, the two were still filled with shame and indignation. Yet they discovered that their already flawless, snow-white skin had become even smoother, finer, and as lustrous as jade. Their thoughts also underwent a subtle, inexplicable shift; it seemed they no longer felt the initial aversion to this tight, perverse bondage, but rather harbored a faint, lingering anticipation. During their more than a month here, aside from the three instances of being bound naked, Ah Ping and Lu Wante had not suffered any other humiliation or torment. Relieving the two suffering girls of their torment, Lu Ping turned back with a slight smile and said to a stunned Fang Yi, "Don't worry, young lady, we are not bad people, we are here to save you." As she spoke, she went to untie He Mei, who was bound to the tiger bench. With the most painful restraints removed, He Mei and Mo Ya, though unable to speak, stared at Lu Ping with their beautiful eyes, their gazes expressing their gratitude. He Mei, naked and bound to the tiger bench, was the most distressed of the three girls, so Lu Ping freed her first. Mo Ya, suspended from the iron beam, watched Lu Ping untie He Mei with tears in her eyes, feeling a surge of hope for survival. A happy sound escaped her small mouth. Fang Yi twisted her bound, delicate body and slowly walked over, saying, "Sister, thank you so much! We, we..." Fang Yi didn't know what else to say. If this beautiful sister who had suddenly burst in and that little sister who moved like lightning had arrived even a moment later, she might have been forcefully violated by Fujita Go. If she had truly been defiled by that demon, she didn't know how she could go on living. "Young lady, please don't rush. Please wait patiently. Let me first untie these two suffering girls, and we can talk about other things later," Lu Ping said. "Mmm, okay, okay..." Fang Yi nodded quickly, agreeing wholeheartedly. After freeing He Mei from the tiger bench, He Mei removed the gag from her mouth herself. She gently massaged it and, after a slight recovery, without waiting to express her thanks, she stumbled off to find her dress. She was naked and felt too ashamed to face anyone. Lu Ping quickly cut the long rope suspending Mo Ya and then carefully untied the ropes binding her hands. Mo Ya, who had been bound by two Japanese gendarmes at home early that morning and brought to this underground prison, had been more cruelly and tightly bound after being untied. Nearly two hours had passed. Everything she had experienced felt like a nightmare. Now, finally free, she wept as she untied the rope behind her head, removed the gag from her mouth, and threw herself into Lu Ping's arms, sobbing, "Sister, if you had come a moment later, I might have died,呜呜..." Mo Ya, having faced death, now revealed her true emotions. Lu Ping understood her feelings perfectly, gently patting her heaving back and softly comforting her, "Don't worry, little sister, we are temporarily safe now. But although the demon Fujita Go is dead, there are still many Japanese devils in the garden above. We need to find a way to deal with them all before we can be truly safe. Alright, let's tidy up and go to prison room number eight ahead. I have a few companions there, and we can discuss our next move together." "Mmm, mmm..." Mo Ya wiped away her tears and agreed. After comforting Mo Ya, Lu Ping turned to Fang Yi, who was still bound, and asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?" "Me? My name is Fang Yi," Fang Yi said softly. "Thank you, sister, for saving my life." Lu Ping gently patted Fang Yi's shoulder and said, "Miss Fang, do you see the ropes binding me?" "Mmm," Fang Yi nodded, not understanding why Lu Ping was asking. Lu Ping continued, "We still have a lot to do. Your current attire, and being bound, is quite suitable for the upcoming operation. May I keep you bound for now? What do you think?" Fang Yi was slightly taken aback. She gently twisted her tightly bound, delicate body, recalling how Lu Ping had kept her hands behind her back when she entered, appearing completely bound. The little girl who had left also had many ropes on her. But their bindings were to deceive the enemy, while she was truly bound, her hands tied behind her back, unable to move. However, since the sister who saved her said so, there must be a reason. She could only agree, "Okay, sister, I'll listen to you." Lu Ping's decision not to untie Fang Yi served a practical purpose for future operations. Another reason was that the other two girls had clearly been subjected to rope torture by Fujita Go. Fang Yi, however, had been dressed like a little princess. Even though she was bound, it was possible Fujita Go was playing some trick. Therefore, before clarifying Fang Yi's true identity, Lu Ping was reluctant to untie her, to avoid unnecessary trouble. Mo Ya wiped away her tears. Her numb arms from being bound had also recovered slightly. While Lu Ping and Fang Yi were talking, she went inside to help He Mei get dressed, gently massaged her injured legs, and then helped her to Lu Ping. Both knelt down and kowtowed to thank the beautiful sister, who was like a celestial being, for saving them. Seeing this, Fang Yi twisted her bound, delicate body, wanting to kneel as well, but Lu Ping stopped her, saying, "What are you doing? Get up, get up... Killing Japanese devils is my job, and saving you was just a coincidence. Get up and talk..." As Lu Ping spoke, she helped Mo Ya and He Mei up and looked at He Mei's legs, asking, "Little sister, are your legs alright?" Lu Ping called He Mei "little sister," though Lu Ping herself was only in her early twenties. Fang Yi and the others might not be younger than her, and could even be older. However, since they addressed her as "sister," she naturally treated them as younger sisters. He Mei gently moved her legs and said, "Thank you for your concern, sister. Walking should be fine." "Mmm, that's good..." Lu Ping then asked, "Did the three of you know each other before?" Mo Ya replied, "Yes, sister, the three of us are very good闺蜜 (best friends). I am Mo Ya, this is He Mei, and that little princess who is bound is Fang Yi, whom you already know,嘻嘻..." Mo Ya was cheerful and lively. Having just escaped the clutches of danger and regained her freedom, she had returned to her usual self. She had overheard Lu Ping and Fang Yi's conversation and knew that Lu Ping didn't intend to untie Fang Yi for the time being, wanting to use her bound appearance to deceive the enemy. Moreover, Lu Ping herself was also bound by ropes. Therefore, she felt it was not wrong for Fang Yi to be temporarily bound. Otherwise, given the sisterly affection between them, she would have rushed to untie Fang Yi long ago. "Oh, so that's how it is..." Lu Ping paused for a moment, thinking that since they knew each other, Fang Yi's identity should not be a problem. Should she consider untying her? But then she thought that she had already said she would keep her bound, and it would be inappropriate to go back on her word now. It was better to keep her bound. Perhaps after going out, depending on the situation, the other two girls would also need to be bound. They were still trapped in the devil's den of Extreme Bliss Garden, and caution was necessary in all matters. "Since you all know each other and are good friends, it will be inconvenient for Fang Yi sister to be bound. You two will take care of her," Lu Ping said to Mo Ya and He Mei. "No problem, Sister Lu Ping," the two sisters agreed simultaneously. Then, they immediately stood on either side of Fang Yi, placing their hands on her bound arms. Fang Yi found their actions amusing and exasperating. She twisted her bound, delicate body and said, "What are you two doing? It looks like you're escorting me rather than taking care of me." Mo Ya grabbed Fang Yi's bound upper arm with one hand and the rope binding her hands with the other, gently pushing her and saying, "Yes, we've captured a beautiful enemy princess and are now escorting her to the execution ground." He Mei also smiled, pursing her lips. Fang Yi turned her head and glared at Mo Ya, feigning anger, "Mo Ya, you just got untied, and you're already causing trouble again. Why don't we have Sister Lu Ping tie you up again, then you'll behave." "Ah! No, no, I am the embodiment of justice, I cannot be tied up..." Mo Ya exclaimed in alarm, quickly releasing Fang Yi and crossing her arms over her chest protectively. It seemed she was terrified of being bound today. The mere mention of being tied up again instinctively triggered her resistance.