Chapter 1: The Empress is a Slave

The Tang Dynasty was founded a hundred years ago, and the monarchs worked hard to govern the country. Now it has been passed down to seven generations. The current Empress Li Ziling is in her prime. She ascended the throne and succeeded to the throne. The next year, the weather was good and the country was peaceful.

The Empress said that she was smart and capable, and she governed the country well. The Empress issued an edict to offer sacrifices to the gods on Mount Tai to repay the will of heaven.

In Chang’an City, the first ray of morning light fell.

Empress Li Ziling wore a red robe and a gilded crown, led the civil and military officials to set off, and first ascended the Temple of Heaven to be crowned. The people, old and young, competed to watch this once-in-a-century event.

The Empress’s skin was as white as cream, her mouth was as red as cinnabar, and her ten fingers were slender. Since she ascended the throne, she has attracted heroes from various countries to compete for her, but she was rejected one by one. The royal families of various countries secretly speculated that they didn’t know which legendary hero this outstanding empress would marry.

She climbed the high platform in high heels, and the civil and military officials stood below. The empress was dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking very noble, but she never took off her stockings, which was not in accordance with etiquette. People in the country talked about it, saying that the empress was free and easy by nature and did not stick to etiquette.

Empress Li Ziling picked up the sacrificial wine, walked to the center of the altar, stared into the distance, but did not move for a long time, and the wine glass suddenly fell accidentally.

The sacrificial officials were puzzled and opened their mouths, but did not dare to ask, but the next scene was beyond everyone’s imagination

Empress Li Ziling took off her clothes in the eyes of the crowd, first the long robe, then the underwear, then the high heels and stockings, and the clothes fell to the ground until she was naked.

The civil and military officials were shocked, but no one understood what she meant. The empress folded her red dress carefully on the ground, and then put her high heels firmly on the dress. She knelt on the hard stone platform with a thump of her knees, and then her forehead was pressed against the ground, shouting loudly:

“I am a lewd person by nature. Although I am the empress, I wish I could be a slave every day and a prostitute every night! Today, I degrade myself to a slave and prostitute, and let people trample on me, and I will never be reborn.”

Empress Li Ziling’s voice was loud and clear, shocking the whole country.

After that, Empress Li Ziling was disgraced and became a prostitute. After being paraded by the new monarch, she was sent to the streets to entertain the troops across the country. First, she was tied up in teahouses and wine shops in the capital, and was admired and played by people. At night, she was stripped naked and tied to the bed, and swallowed the semen and dicks for dignitaries.

Empress Li Ziling’s long black hair, which was once the dream of literati, has become a mop to clean the filth in the brothel. The pair of slender jade fingers that governed the country and wrote countless calligraphy and painting articles are now only untied when masturbating for clients. The red lips that usually scold subordinates have swallowed countless white semen. Only the crown on her head vaguely tells the past.

“Cause”

Empress Li Ziling was shackled in the hall of the Beijing brothel. The shackles on her head and hands made her stand in a 7-shaped bend. Her legs were pulled apart by iron handcuffs, her hair was disheveled, and she was fucked by the clients again and again.

“You were still a cold empress the day before yesterday, but you are so cheap!” A fat client humiliated him while fucking.

Li Ziling had been fucked until her legs were weak, her eyes were white, and she couldn’t speak. This kind of humiliation was really ... so good!

It turned out that at the ceremony that day, when the queen was offering wine, the situation suddenly changed, and a soul that did not belong to this world entered this body.

I am the queen? The soul from Earth hesitated.

This soul was a nymphomaniac white-collar worker on Earth. Because of her difficult sex addiction, she hanged herself in the empty hall of the company, playing suffocation masturbation, thinking about being discovered by the company employees and social death, while masturbating to climax, and finally lost consciousness and hanged in the hall of the company. After death, the soul wandered to another world, and found that in this world, she had transformed into an empress. At a young age, she ruled a glorious empire and had great power.

The soul that traveled through time remembered the original memory of this body, and was filled with infinite joy. She became an empress, and the humiliation scene that she had fantasized about day and night in her previous life finally had a chance to be realized. If she became an emperor of the ages, and suddenly became a slave, she would experience the pleasure of going from an empress worshipped by thousands of people to a prostitute ridden by thousands of people! Moreover, her body was really perfect material, as beautiful as a fairy, so beautiful that she could not help but be abused by thousands of people. Just thinking of this, the soul that traveled through time couldn’t help but get wet.

The scene of kneeling down as a slave at the festival that day appeared in the mind of Queen Li Ziling again.

After the empress demoted herself to a slave, the young female prime minister Wu Yueying ascended the throne. The former empress Li Ziling was tied up like a slave and led to the steps of the new empress Wu Yueying.

Once, the empress kowtowed to the new emperor, but the new emperor refused and said, “Sister, you are famous all over the world and have unparalleled martial arts. How dare I accept such a great gift?”

The former empress Li Ziling knew that the new emperor was afraid that she would go back on her word, and wanted to show the new emperor’s benevolent attitude in the court, so she knelt and kowtowed, saying, “I am willing to be a slave day and night, and I will never dare to have any second thoughts even if I am spitted on and scolded by thousands of people. If your majesty does not believe me, you can seal my eight extraordinary meridians and send me to the Jiaofang Division to be trained as a criminal slave.”

“Since my sister is so determined, I will obey your order. Come on, send our former empress to the Jiaofang Division to teach her the etiquette of female slaves and treat them as the lowest slaves. After the training is completed, send her to the whole country to entertain the troops...”

Wu Yueying was obviously afraid that the former empress would go back on her word, so she no longer refused and gave the order without hesitation.

The former queen has been sent to the Jiaofangsi since then, and has suffered a lot. The usual training is inhumane, and it can make ordinary people fall into depravity in minutes. She is wearing the most advanced training equipment and the most powerful magic training props, but she still has to live her daily life with a relaxed face. Life is worse than death, but the former queen can’t regret it now.

The first thing the former queen did when she entered the Jiaofangsi was to kneel, but because her kneeling posture was not standard, she was severely punished by the instructor’s uniform, tied to the waterwheel in a big letter shape, and turned all night. The next day, she was dizzy and couldn’t tell the difference between heaven and earth. The former queen Li Ziling has remembered the rules from then on, and must call herself “I” in the future.

Anyone else, as long as they call “Your Majesty”, they must immediately kneel down and kowtow, and respectfully say: “The queen greets the master”, and then because of the non-standard kneeling posture, they are severely whipped until they wail, and their cold voices are hoarse, but it is useless, until they are shed and their tears are dry before they are untied.

The next morning, Li Ziling saw the instructor as if in a nightmare. She knelt on the ground, trembling with fear that was engraved in her DNA. Then the instructor pinched her chin and said, “How can Her Majesty be so out of control? Etiquette training is still not enough.”

So Li Ziling was put on the original crown dress and high heels again, combed her hair into a bun again, and was punished to do etiquette training. The requirements were to hold a plate of eggs on her head, cross her hands in front of her, and walk slowly with a smile like when receiving diplomatic guests at state banquets and dances. If she walked too slowly or too fast, she would be whipped. After being whipped, the eggs could not fall off, otherwise she would have to lick them clean with her mouth.

In this way, Li Ziling endured the torture day after day in the cruel training until she could no longer distinguish between day and night, the sun, the moon and the stars in the cell.

...

In the quiet palace, the sound of a feather pen scratching across the paper. Li Ziling handled official documents meticulously, and as her eyes moved, the hair hanging from the ears fluttered gently. Official documents on the case were reviewed, and tax returns of cities were completed in an orderly manner, and the foundation of the empire prospered.

Everything seemed normal, if it weren’t for the collar on her fair neck, the chain of the collar gradually extended to the handcuffs on both hands.

Yes, her hands were handcuffed tightly together as she was writing, so she could only twist her left hand and put it on the back of her right hand, moving with her right hand holding the pen.

Strict training has taught Li Ziling to work skillfully under the restraints.

The sound of bangs came, and the palace door opened. An elegant woman in high heels pushed the door in, not caring at all that this was the queen’s bedroom.

Li Ziling’s face, which was absorbed in the meticulous review of the memorials, was awakened, and a trace of fear appeared on it, but she quickly adjusted her expression, stood up calmly, and walked to the visitor dignifiedly, folded her hands, and with a plop, she knelt straight on her knees to the visitor, and then touched her forehead to the ground, and whispered this strange greeting:

“I pay my respects to Your Majesty.”

The visitor covered his mouth and chuckled, “You and I are best friends, why do you have to do this?” But there was no intention of letting the empress stand up.

Li Ziling did not dare to reply, but kissed the ground with her red lips. The etiquette training of the Jiaofangsi was cruelly engraved in the empress’s body. Just a kneeling posture, she was trained to be worse than death.