1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

The agent looked at the still smoldering cigarette on the bedside cabinet and threw it out the window:

"Yes, this is it. By the standards of this period, the quality is quite high."

Now, Mark completely lost interest in Wanrong.

Smoking and smoking opium...

This kind of woman, no matter how beautiful she is, even if she is a virgin, he is too lazy to get hard. Little Mouse is better, she has no bad habits, she is a virgin, and she is well-behaved...

Alas?

At this moment, Mark suddenly realized a problem:

"Wait? You just said Wanrong was also a virgin? Didn't she marry Puyi a long time ago? She should be twenty this year..."

"She was less than 26 years old and had been married to Puyi for almost ten years. Regarding this matter, there are three main versions in relevant historical documents and personal memoirs." The agent had already prepared the information and immediately responded:

"First, as a child, Puyi had frequent and premature sexual relations with palace maids, which damaged his basic sexual function and caused him severe sexual trauma. By the time he reached adulthood and married, he was completely unable to achieve an erection." According to the memoirs of Kuomintang spy Shen Zui, Puyi once said, "Several times at night, almost every night, I would sleep until daytime, and when I walked out of the room, I would see the sun was green..."

"Ah? Can the emperor be toyed with by the palace maids so easily?"

"The reason might be that Puyi had already abdicated and was left unattended. He was seduced by a palace maid and tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. He was young and hot-headed and didn't know how to restrain himself, so..."

Good man, this emperor is...

"Well, go on." Mark ate the melon with great interest.

"Second, Puyi was a homosexual. As described in the memoirs of a eunuch close to him, he 'chose to take the dry road instead of the waterway.' Regarding this, "Okay, okay, okay, let's skip this part."

the reason is simple.

Mark is a very straight man and has no interest in physically stirring up trouble.

Although he would occasionally say "Brother, you smell so good", if a little girl really flirted with him, he would definitely kick her away.

The agent nodded and continued:

"The last rumor comes from information reported to the KGB by Soviet doctor Permyakov;"

After Puyi was captured by the Far Eastern Red Army, Permyakov was ordered to study him by installing a hidden camera in his bathroom. The original intention was to observe whether Puyi was a homosexual, but he discovered something else: "No matter how the eunuchs who served him or how he scrubbed his genitals, there was not the slightest reaction to normal male genital stimulation..."

"Dead bird?"

"Uh... yes, it's impotence, but I can't confirm whether it's congenital or acquired."

The agent said seriously:

"By the way, according to Permyakov's records, Puyi had a very large penis, which the Soviets called 'the emperor's organ...'"

Even if it's true, it's useless if I can't get an erection.

Do you want to use it to cut sausages?

Because of the confidentiality involved and the numerous rumors, I cannot make a correct judgment. Perhaps it is a combination of all of the above, but I can be sure that Wanrong has never been touched. I have checked and there are no signs of penetration.

Good guy.

It is convenient to have a national database at hand.

Mark pointed at the woman who was still writhing, moaning, and even unconsciously touching herself on the bed: "So, if I hadn't forcibly interfered, she would have remained a virgin her entire life?"

After all, if Mark hadn't come to this world and killed Yoshiko Kawashima in advance, Wanrong should have gone to Fengtian long ago; perhaps this incident today wouldn't have happened?

"No, there are some records about this matter. Would you like to hear them?"

"I have nothing to do anyway."

"Yes, the first possibility is that Wanrong was sent to be toyed with by Japanese officers by her brother long ago. Judging from what happened today, this is very likely true..."

Deaf brother, useless man.

"The second possibility is that after she arrived in Fengtian, she had an affair with a guard and gave birth to a daughter. Puyi then ordered his men to burn her in the furnace..." "Having an affair with a guard? Because she was horny and thirsty?"

"Not entirely. It's said that Wanrong had genetic problems like joint pain and dysmenorrhea. To alleviate the pain, and with Puyi's deliberate inducement, she started smoking opium. After arriving in Northeast China and being held captive, her mental and physical problems were exacerbated. So..." "It's too depressing, isn't it?"

"Yes, this is also the reason why she finally became completely crazy... The above two are clearly recorded in Puyi's memoirs." The agent paused and said:

"The last less certain record is that after arriving in Changchun, Wanrong was first raped by a group of Japanese officers, and then repeatedly raped by the guards around her.

It is said that Puyi tacitly approved..."

...

This possibility doesn't seem very high.

However, after listening to the agent's introduction, Mark was no longer so disgusted by the smell of smoke, but looked at the woman on the bed with some pity.

Not only was she born with poor health, but after finally getting married and becoming queen, she was a living widow for ten years. She longed for her husband to restore her throne and become queen, but her brother, who had sold his sister for fame, gave her to the Japanese for rape. She finally returned to her husband, but he completely ignored her because of various previous incidents. In her despair, she had an affair with a guard and gave birth to a child, but this last spark of hope was also thrown into the fire and extinguished. And then there was that "gang rape record" that even her agent wasn't sure about...

What a tragic fate...

In terms of material life and status, compared with most ordinary working women of that era, Wanrong was certainly absolutely superior;

But considering her lifelong spiritual and family life, she ultimately died in prison, mad and covered in feces and urine. Perhaps she was no better off than the ordinary people who survived the New China. Perhaps her quirks of "sitting naked in front of the mirror after bathing, admiring herself," and "lifting the covers to expose her naked body to the guards and eunuchs" were simply an outlet for her dissatisfaction with life... But none of this had anything to do with Mark.

After listening to the story, Mark stood up with a bored look on his face and said, "Let's go!"

"Hey? Commander, you really don't need her?" The agent asked in surprise.

"You haven't had sex for a month. When I helped you wash your face and brush your teeth this morning, your physiological reaction was really..." "Do I look like a Teddy Bear from somewhere? If I really needed you, I wouldn't have come to you."

Mark, who has the body of a young man and the control ability of a middle-aged man, rolled his eyes: "Okay, I've already told you, I'm not interested in ashtrays."

This statement isn't just about Wanrong's reeking of cigarettes and opium—at her most depressing moments, she'd smoke over 80 cigarettes and two taels of opium a day. It's also about her somewhat masculine appearance—perhaps it was her makeup and grooming, but her appearance certainly had a certain masculine toughness. It's also about...

The ashtray is flat, and Wanrong is also flat;

Yes, it was so flat that there was almost no movement when it lay flat, it was the kind of thing where, without those two red beans, you couldn't tell which was which, it was a level of super high school-level despair.

Mark's first woman in this world—the eighteen-year-old Xiao Haozi—wasn't considered old, at most a B-sex woman. But she was still young and had received nutritional advice, so she should have good potential for development in the future. But this woman was already twenty-six...

Men, you like mountains and hills, but those who like plains and steel plates are definitely heretics! Hiss... Why is my nose suddenly hurting...

Never mind, it must be an illusion.

"...In short, flat breasts are a man's lifelong enemy! Because whether in childhood or adulthood, you will suffer from hunger!" "...Luckily that guy went to Jiangxi, otherwise I would have to prepare to perform surgery on your nose bridge."

After hearing his commander's convincing argument, the agent sighed, suppressed the slight sense of loss in his heart, and offered another suggestion: "But from the perspective of reason and profit, I still suggest that you control this woman, preferably both physically and mentally." "Hmm?"

"Wanrong is the future empress of Manchukuo. This identity is very valuable, and Manchukuo..."

At this moment, Wanrong on the bed suddenly murmured:

“Water…where’s the water…”

".…."

Mark blinked.

As the warm liquid entered her body, Wanrong gradually regained consciousness. She struggled to open her eyes and found herself lying naked on the bed.

A voice sounded not far away:

"Are you awake? Are you okay?"

What a gentle and pleasant male voice...

and many more!

male voice?!

How could there be a man in my room?

Wanrong shuddered and jumped out of the bed, seeing a man and a woman at the end of the bed. The man was sitting on a chair, and the woman was standing behind him, obviously a master and servant.

This man... is so handsome...

Wanrong, who had never seen many decent men until she was 26, was initially amazed by the man's appearance and figure, which far surpassed her husband Puyi's. But then her feelings turned to anger: "Who are you?! Why are you here?! Servant..."

"Okay, girl, get under the covers first. It's cold, and then I'll explain it to you."

"

Wanrong then realized that she had exposed her entire naked body to a strange man. Her face flushed, then turned pale. She quickly wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, leaving only her head exposed. She stared at Mark with anger, fear, and vigilance. Mark calmly "explained":

"...Although I don't know who he is, it looked like he was about to do something bad to you, so I intervened to stop him."

Although she felt it was incredible, even a virgin like Wanrong could clearly sense the lust in the eyes of the Japanese officer when he looked at her. Therefore, she almost immediately believed Mark's words and said with trembling lips:

“Then he…”

"Don't worry, I found that shameless guy right after he took off his pants, and I didn't have time to do anything..." Wanrong's heart just relaxed, and then it was lifted up again:

"Oh, by the way, there was a man guarding the door. He also fell into the water..."...What does he look like?"

"he..."

Mark only described it a few words, and Wanrong was shocked!

elder brother!

My dear brother!!

You actually want to send me to the Japanese to play with!

No wonder he wanted to send away the eunuchs and palace maids around me!!!

I am the Empress of the Qing Dynasty!!

How dare he?!

Wanrong's eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot, her face became extremely ferocious, her mouth opened, and she seemed to be about to scream wildly;

The agent, who had read the information and knew that Wanrong was already feeling a little unstable due to being neglected and abandoned in Tianjin, stepped forward and covered the other person's mouth.

Mark's gentle voice sounded again:

"Girl, calm down. I knocked those two people into the water and they died. No one will know what happened today."

.…."

These words made the fury in Wanrong's eyes disappear a little;

The second sentence made her cry:

"Even if something really happened, you don't have to blame yourself. They are the ones who did something wrong, not you. You are just a victim. How can you blame the victim instead of punishing the perpetrator?"

Mark's idea, of course, is nothing in the eyes of later generations, but in this era, it may not be "shocking", but at least it is "extremely rare"; although she received some Western education, Wanrong was still a traditional Chinese woman at heart, so she also had some traditional ideas of traditional women:

She is already a married woman, yet she is being humiliated by a man who does not belong to her. The fault must lie with her. She is a filthy person and should commit suicide to atone for her sins.

After Mark's comfort, her emotions immediately broke down, tears gushed out of her eyes, and drops fell on the floor; the agent hugged her at the right time, and the queen, who always regarded herself as a noble person, threw herself into the other's arms and cried bitterly.

Although the tall maid's embrace was also very warm, for a moment, Wanrong suddenly had a thought that frightened her: Why, isn't that man hugging me?

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Because of the sudden terrifying thought that frightened her, Wanrong's crying did not last long. After just a few minutes, she stopped crying and accepted the silk scarf handed to her by the agent. At this time, the quilt slipped from her shoulders, revealing her "pointy little lotus" jade breasts, which Mark completely despised but were considered perfect in the eyes of traditional Manchu nobles.

(As an aside, historically, the more powerful a dynasty, the more men generally prefer large breasts and tall stature. The weaker the dynasty, the more men prefer women to appear delicate and petite.) The queen was so frightened that she quickly dropped her scarf and wrapped herself up again, her eyes unconsciously observing the man's reaction.

The other person's eyes flickered twice, then he lowered his head and stopped looking at her, behaving very gentlemanly.

This performance made Wanrong feel sweetly proud, yet also sigh bitterly.

Sweet pride, because she was extremely satisfied with her own appearance and figure, so the "amazing" look in Mark's eyes made her instinctively feel happy;

Because Wanrong's husband didn't even look at her. She thought she was not beautiful enough, but now it seems that not everyone in this world can appreciate beauty.

Appreciate her magnificent beauty;

Bitter sighs are also due to this.

As a top-notch beauty, she has been married to the Queen for ten years, but her husband has never even touched her finger. She has been alone in the empty room for ten years and is still a virgin. Who would believe this?

Thinking of this, the originally shy Wanrong suddenly became more generous, her body slightly relaxed, and she bowed to Mark: "Thank you for saving me."

Wanrong herself hadn't noticed that she had already developed a psychological dependence and trust in the man in front of her, whom she had known for less than half an hour. The queen of a country was so attentive to Mark, what was this guy thinking?

No.

Because in his eyes, this is just an ordinary woman;

Even if he hadn't seen the beauty of the agent and the women in 404, Wanrong's appearance wouldn't be enough to move him. Empress status?

Identity is nothing.

To gain pleasure by playing with so-called "nobles" is nothing more than the idle fantasy of those who are willing to be lowly.