The Capital—properly known as Zhongjing—was the seat of government for the Tang Kingdom.
It was the largest city on the entire Huaxia continent, home to a population of over ten million people.
Major powers from across the realm invariably maintained branches within the Capital; the Dragon Clan, being an up-and-coming force, had not yet established a foothold there, though it was only a matter of time before they did.
At the Capital's South Gate, the guards gazed listlessly at the throngs of people passing in and out, feeling bored and irritated by their tedious duties.
The soldier couldn't help but envy his immediate superior—a fat pig of a man so obese he practically oozed grease.
Right now, that man was likely in the guardhouse, enjoying himself while embracing yet another of his concubines—he had lost count of exactly which one she was.
Had they been stationed at the border, such behavior would have been grounds for immediate execution; even here in the Capital, a formal report would have been enough to cost him his position.
Yet, that fat pig had somehow struck gold: three years ago, he had pledged his loyalty to Prince Jing, and his life had grown increasingly comfortable ever since.
Now, no one dared to investigate his minor transgressions.
Just a few days prior, while still drunk, he had brazenly groped the buttocks and breasts of the Minister of War's daughter. Everyone had assumed he was a dead man, yet he had returned unscathed—though he remained in a foul mood for days afterward.
In hindsight, everyone realized the truth: the Minister of War was also a man of Prince Jing's faction.
Over drinks, the soldiers eventually learned why the fat pig had escaped punishment: he had let the Minister of War's family have his beautiful wife and concubines for three days.
The fact that the fat pig had been made a cuckold was a source of great satisfaction for the men; after all, if any of the officers or soldiers under his command had a beautiful wife, the pig would inevitably have forced himself upon her.
Seeing him suffer the humiliation of cuckoldry was truly gratifying to everyone. Just as the men were wondering how to make a move on that "fat pig's" seductively alluring concubine once he stepped away, five horses came galloping rapidly toward them from the distance.
The guards were astonished by the speed of the horses; they were moving incredibly fast. Several veterans who had seen action on the front lines spoke up nervously: "Those are high-bred cross-breed steeds! When they pass by, don't interfere and don't ask any questions—understand?"
Hearing this, the others nodded vigorously.
They just hoped to see these formidable figures on their way without causing any offense.
As the riders approached the city gate, the crowd grew denser, so the five of them dismounted while still some distance away and proceeded on foot.
When they drew close enough for their faces to be clearly seen, the guards at the gate were stunned; the five riders turned out to be breathtakingly beautiful women.
One of them, a woman with a gentle appearance, was even cradling a newborn infant.
Not only were the five women stunningly beautiful, but their attire was exquisite as well.
Two of them—who looked so alike they were clearly sisters—were wearing qipaos; one was dressed in white, the other in blue.
Their long, shapely legs were fully exposed, and their ample bosoms were half-revealed.
The other three women were dressed similarly, each wearing a long, sheer gown.
Their beautiful legs were faintly visible beneath the fabric, tempting one to lift the hem and take a closer look.
Just as the beauties were drawing near, the "fat pig" emerged from the guardhouse.
He was about to say something to his subordinates when he caught sight of the five women.
Driven by unbridled lust, the fat pig immediately began to drool and rushed straight toward them. "I suspect you are spies—seize them!"
Unlike on previous occasions, not a single soldier at the city gate stepped forward this time.
Just as he was about to berate his disobedient subordinates, a beautiful woman clad in a blue *qipao* kicked him sharply in the knee.
Though the kick appeared light, it forced the fat pig's leg to bend at an impossible angle; the leg was broken.
A shrill, ear-splitting shriek—like that of a slaughtered pig—immediately rang out.
"You... you've injured an imperial official! I'll accuse you of treason; I'll have your entire clans—down to the ninth degree of kinship—executed!"
The fat pig bellowed.
Upon hearing this, the beauty in blue—who had struck him—produced a token from somewhere and held it right before his eyes.
The fat pig, who had been glaring viciously at the beauty, was instantly stunned upon seeing the token; he dared not utter another threatening word.
Disgusted by the fat pig's cowardly display, the beauty in blue kicked him once more before leading her horse forward.
After taking that second kick, the fat pig grimaced in agony but dared not make a sound.
Only after the group had disappeared from sight did he weakly wheeze, "Take me to a doctor..."
As two subordinates helped the fat pig away to find a physician, an old soldier remarked, "Did you see that? That beauty possesses a spatial artifact; she's clearly someone of immense importance. And the token she held—that's a gold medallion reserved only for princes! It's a good thing we were smart just now; otherwise, not a single soul in our families would have survived."
This minor incident at the city gate had no effect on the beauties, who continued straight toward their destination.
These five beauties were the four members of the Long family, accompanied by Bai Rouxin—Sister Bai. The five of us deliberately chose to enter the capital through the South Gate, as Sister Bai had already informed us that the guards there were now loyal to Prince Jing.
Once inside the capital, we had three possible destinations:
Sister Bai's home, the Tiance Manor, or the Crown Prince's Manor—where my second younger brother resided.
In the end, we decided to head to Sister Bai's home first and visit the Crown Prince's Manor the following day.
As we walked down the main street, the five of us—all peerless beauties—once again became the center of everyone's attention.
Sister Bai in her sheer white robes, my wife also in sheer attire, Mother in sheer black, Father in a sexy blue *qipao*, and I in a sexy white *qipao*—we each possessed a beauty that made it impossible for onlookers to tear their eyes away.
With five such stunning beauties walking side by side, the local lechers were absolutely delighted.
The effect would have been even more potent had Mother and my wife been dressed in their usual style.
However, they couldn't afford to be too brazen this time; there were simply too many enemies in the capital, and they didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.
On the journey to the capital, Father and I had constantly called each other "Father" and "Son," which had struck passersby as rather odd.
Eventually, we had to change how we addressed one another to better suit our current situation.