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    The Flower Walks the Night — Chapter 73

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    Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61 Chapter 62 Chapter 63 Chapter 64 Chapter 65 Chapter 66 Chapter 67 Chapter 68 Chapter 69 Chapter 70 Chapter 71 Chapter 72 Chapter 73 Chapter 74 Chapter 75 Chapter 76 Chapter 77 Chapter 78 Chapter 79 Chapter 80 Chapter 81 Chapter 82 Chapter 83 Chapter 84 Chapter 85 Chapter 86 Chapter 87 Chapter 88 Chapter 89 Chapter 90 Chapter 91 Chapter 92 Chapter 93 Chapter 94 Chapter 95 Chapter 96 Chapter 97 Chapter 98 Chapter 99 Chapter 100

    Chapter 73

    Jul 26, 2026 ⏱ 9 min read

    Hot steam rose from the large bathtub. The wide tub was the size of an entire chamber section. Water continually overflowed from the tub, which was fixed in place, elevated one step above the floor.

    Chwar-reuk.

    The overflowing water drained through the cloud-patterned crevices of the channels built around the chamber’s perimeter. The sound of the water overflowing the tub and the sound of the water being swept into the channels’ grooves did not properly register in Yeon-oh’s ears.

    Everything was hot.

    “Mmm…”

    Warm, soft water was pushed into the membrane every time a firm, long finger poked the narrow aperture.

    Yeon-oh shook his head at the unfamiliar sensation.

    A large hand firmly held the body that was trying to recoil and escape. His eyes, reddened and moist with tears, looked back at the man who was probing him below.

    The Emperor was wearing only a thin, transparent sleeping gown. Every time he moved his hand, Yeon-oh’s huddled back vehemently rose and fell.

    His wet lips panted roughly.

    “Y-Your Majesty.”

    Yeon-oh called the man, letting out a short breath.

    Everything was perplexing to him.

    His wet hands tried to hold the Emperor’s sleeping gown but slipped down. The firm fingertip of the man’s hand, which had burrowed into the narrow opening, accurately pressed the spot Yeon-oh felt, persistently grating against it.

    Water splashed everywhere.

    The sensitive membrane, moistened by the warm water, softened inside. The deep membrane twitched at the direct stimulation, and soon after, the inside rapidly narrowed, tightly gripping the man’s long finger that was obscenely pressing the inner flesh. At the feel of the firm finger scraping the shrunken membrane, heat instantly swept between his legs, and the space before his eyes flashed white.

    “Ah…! [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] Gasp.”

    Yeon-oh was propped up on his elbows, leaning forward on the edge of the tub. He had not been in that position from the start. Even as he exhaled ragged breaths from excitement, he could not quite understand why the situation had come to this.

    The Emperor had visited Giryung Palace for the third day in a row.

    On the first day, the man who said he would come at night visited much earlier than the promised time. Nothing had been prepared. Everyone was flustered.

    The Emperor dismissed those around him and said he had come to keep his promise. And he seated Yeon-oh at the edge of the bed.

    Until then, Yeon-oh did not know what it portended. He was still puzzled even when the Emperor made him spread his legs and lifted his outer garment. Only when the man sat between his legs, untied his trouser knot, and fumbled with the front opening did Yeon-oh vaguely realize what he was trying to do.

    “I don’t know whether Consort Gyo is truly naive or just pretending to be. Either way, it’s troublesome.”

    The lips, twisted into a smile, whispered naughty words and then swallowed Yeon-oh’s phallus. By the time the front opening was undone, he tried to stop the Emperor, but it was much too late. Yeon-oh ejaculated after moaning as the man sucked him.

    He was distraught.

    He had tried his best not to ejaculate into the Emperor’s mouth, but there was nothing he could do against the hot tongue that lewdly scraped the glans. The man then made Yeon-oh, who was dazed with pleasure, put his phallus into his mouth.

    When Yeon-oh, who had been sitting on the bed and caressing the man’s member, came to his senses, he was kneeling on the floor. His lips were all cracked, and his throat was swollen, which was awful.

    The Emperor, who pulled the coughing Yeon-oh onto the bed, did not ejaculate that day. The man looked at Yeon-oh as if he were slightly deficient, but he had no time to worry about such a gaze, as his eyes were moist with tears. The Emperor seemed to look at him with displeasure as he rubbed his aching jaw, but Yeon-oh could not worry about it, as he had no strength in his body.

    The Emperor visited Giryung Palace the next day as well.

    As soon as he arrived, he made Yeon-oh kneel and offered his member. The ferocious size of the phallus was breathtaking just to look at. Yeon-oh’s mouth was already chapped. The corners of his mouth were red with lesions like a sick person.

    Yeon-oh held the man’s thigh and endured, suggesting that he would rather play five pieces on the Geum to survive. It was something his teacher would grab the back of his neck over if he heard it.

    The Emperor was silent for a moment and then burst into laughter after a long while.

    The man allowed the Geum performance on the condition that six pieces, not merely five, would suffice. After playing six pieces in a row, Yeon-oh felt as if his fingers were about to break.

    However, since he had proposed it, he could not show his pain.

    The Emperor grabbed Yeon-oh’s numb hand and made him touch his own member. It was difficult to properly touch the large phallus with a weak hand. The man clasped Yeon-oh’s hand, moving the limp hand as if it were his own, and only barely reached his climax.

    And today.

    The Emperor visited Giryung Palace again.

    It was the third day.

    Yeon-oh politely explained that it would be difficult to attend to the Emperor due to his health. Grand Eunuch Wan, who came to deliver the news, smiled subtly and shook his head.

    The Chief Eunuch, with a gentle face, coldly stated that he had come to deliver the Imperial Order, not to seek Consort Gwi-bi’s opinion, and then left. The eunuch kindly added the frightening words that the refusal must be delivered directly by Yeon-oh.

    Yeon-oh prepared to attend to the Emperor starting early in the evening. His fingers ached, his throat ached, and his entire body ached. After taking the necessary measures and entering the tub, his eyes closed automatically. Exhausted, he dismissed those around him and took a short nap.

    He did not know how much time had passed.

    The outside, which had been on the verge of sunset, was now completely dark. The lanterns the palace servants had placed around the chamber brightened the interior.

    Yeon-oh woke up in surprise, realizing his face was resting on a firm shoulder, and was flustered. A low voice grumbled softly about something. To the still groggy Yeon-oh, it sounded only like a short mumble.

    The man’s fingertip pressed down and touched his lips, which were blankly open.

    Yeon-oh tried to ask the Emperor when he had arrived. However, the man gave him no chance to open his mouth.

    In an instant, the large hand turned Yeon-oh around, making him lean forward and grip the edge of the tub. The finger that had touched down between his buttocks found the aperture. As the long finger burrowed below, warm water was pushed into the membrane.

    After that, the splashing sound of water incessantly echoed.

    Every time the hot, long finger poked the membrane, the smooth inner flesh became wet with warm water. Yeon-oh burst into tears at the unfamiliar splashing sound caused by the water being pushed in with the finger.

    The membrane softened from the sensation he had never experienced before. The long finger quickly went in and out of the narrow aperture.

    Just touching the soft membrane brought on the sensation of ejaculation.

    At the feeling of the hot, firm fingertip poking the water-soaked membrane, the twitching inside contracted strongly, tightly gripping and squeezing the man’s firm finger.

    “Ah, Huff, N-ngh…”

    Yeon-oh tried somehow to escape the man’s hand. Even in his dazed state, he tried his best to suppress his voice, but weak sounds of excitement flowed out profusely.

    A tingling resonance ran down his spine every time the sensitive membrane contracted. Blood quickly rushed down below, following the convulsing membrane.

    Even as he convulsed his waist and buttocks with excitement, Yeon-oh bit his lip and muffled his breathing. He did not know when the Emperor had arrived or what the situation was outside.

    No one would be unaware of what happens inside when a consort receives the Emperor. However, guessing something was different from knowing it by seeing or hearing it directly. Especially since the chamber with the tub had a narrow corridor, and attendants stood pressed close to the door.

    The Emperor, who hugged Yeon-oh from behind, struggling to keep his voice down, reached forward and grasped the phallus, which was fully erect. The firm finger buried in the narrow aperture quickly poked the wet membrane.

    “Your Majesty. Your Majesty, no…!”

    Yeon-oh stiffened his waist from the shock of being touched simultaneously from front and back.

    Seonjae pressed his lips to the cringing shoulder. The wet lips, which had been holding back sound, opened and let out a short breath. The wet fingers propped up his panting chin and turned his face toward him. Yeon-oh’s face, red with heat, flushed deeper at the youthful scent coming from the man’s fingers.

    The firm finger buried in the membrane slipped out.

    “Hah!”

    Seonjae leaned his lips onto Yeon-oh’s red and swollen mouth, which had been chewed to suppress a moan. A sticky sound echoed every time their wet lips met and separated.

    The man released Yeon-oh only after kissing him until his tongue ached.

    Yeon-oh was even more exhausted from floundering in the tub of hot water. The muscle-rippling arm lightly lifted Yeon-oh, who was without energy.

    Seonjae approached Yeon-oh, who was sitting on the broad ledge of the tub. The tub, with a stone frame finished with moisture-resistant wood, was cozy both inside and out. But Yeon-oh had no time to feel cozy.

    The man took his still-excited hand and placed it on Yeon-oh’s waist. Below the Emperor’s sleeping gown, which was entirely wet and translucent, his lower abdomen was swollen as if about to burst.

    Yeon-oh extended his hand, still trembling from pleasure, and untied the wet sleeping gown’s cord. The ferocious phallus approached the swollen lips, which could hardly hide the distress. The thick glans was already gleaming with fluid.

    Yeon-oh sighed like a bitter smile at the Emperor’s stubborn demand. The man said nothing about the impertinent action. Yeon-oh moistened his tired lips, which had been letting out gasping sounds for a long time, and bowed his head, opening his mouth. The thick glans slowly burrowed between his red lips.

    A large hand fiddled with Yeon-oh’s ear. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] The lewd, wet sound soon filled the entire chamber.

    Translated by

    Rana65 Translator

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