In truth, they knew full well that she had actually passed out cold some thirty minutes earlier and had not stirred since.
For the past half-hour, she had made not a sound; the only noises echoing through the bedchamber were Pang Xing's guttural roars and the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh.
After tidying the bedding, arranging the Empress Dowager's body, and pulling the covers up over her, the two maids left the chamber to resume their watch outside.
Shortly after the maids departed, a handsome, imposing man dressed in eunuch's robes approached the bedside and sat down; he gently took the Empress Dowager's hand and channeled his internal energy to stabilize her qi.
Though clad in the attire of a eunuch, no one would mistake him for one; he possessed a virile, masculine aura that no true eunuch could ever emulate.
He exuded a rugged masculinity that would make any woman's heart flutter; even the most fastidious woman would be compelled to acknowledge his exceptional qualities.
He held her hand for about an hour before the Empress Dowager finally stirred and slowly regained consciousness.
"Shaoqing, when did you arrive?"
Upon waking and seeing the man, she asked the question with a look that blended bashfulness and deep affection.
"I've been here a while! I only stepped out once the maids had left,"
Lu Shaoqing replied gently. "So... so you saw me looking so undignified!"
Upon hearing Shaoqing's words, the Empress Dowager blushed immediately.
Shaoqing gathered the Empress Dowager—who was trying to hide under the covers—into his arms and said with a smile, "That's right! You looked so beautiful when you were acting so wanton and lustful, Sister."
"You... you're teasing me!"
Hearing Shaoqing's playful tone, the Empress Dowager spoke with a coquettish, feigned annoyance.
Watching her coy reaction, Shaoqing smiled and held her close, then asked, "Does Sister not like seeing me smile?"
"I do—I love seeing you smile. As long as you smile at me often, I'll do anything."
Lying in Shaoqing's arms, the Empress Dowager gazed at him with a look of pure infatuation.
"Sister, did it feel good when Pang Xing fucked you?"
Shaoqing asked her teasingly.
"It would be a lie to say it didn't; his cock fucked me so hard I could barely handle it. I've never played so wildly in my life! If I hadn't met you, I would have surely ended up as his bitch."
The Empress Dowager said this to Shaoqing with a shy, bashful air.
"Sister, I'm sorry; it was my fault. To achieve my goal, I let that piece of scum fuck you. I will definitely make it up to you and ensure your happiness from now on!"
As he spoke, Shaoqing began to knead her beautiful, mature body with his lustful hands. "Mmm... I'd do anything for my dear little brother. Let alone letting Pang Xing fuck me—if you wanted to watch, I'd even let a dog fuck me."
Under Shaoqing's kneading touch, the Empress Dowager's breathing grew ragged, and she unhesitatingly voiced her submission to him.
"My dear sister, just let Pang Xing play with you to his heart's content for now. Every time you finish fucking him, I'll come to keep you company and make sure you're thoroughly satisfied."
As he spoke, Shaoqing stripped off his clothes and began rubbing his thick cock against the Empress Dowager's pussy.
"Mmm... You promised, remember? If you... don't come fuck me yourself, and I end up... actually getting... conquered by Pang Xing... well, you can't... blame me then!"
The Empress Dowager looked at Shaoqing with a sultry, seductive gaze.
"Hehe! My dear sister, there's absolutely no chance of you being conquered by Pang Xing. After all, you hold not only the man you truly love in your heart but also this cock of mine—which is every bit as good as his."
As he said this, Shaoqing thrust his thick cock into her wanton pussy and began to move in and out with a slow, steady rhythm.
"Mmm... You little rascal, always bullying me! You came to me with a keepsake from the man I love, then not only fucked me but made me do your bidding—forcing me to sleep with other men like a common whore. Oh... it feels so good!!"
Though she complained with her words, her body moved in perfect sync with Shaoqing's thrusts. "My dear sister, I only found this wonderful task for you because I saw how lonely and horny your pussy was! This way, you can help your darling grandson while satisfying your own lust—you ought to be happy about it!"
As Shaoqing spoke, he thrust harder and faster.
*Smack, smack.*
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh began to echo endlessly through the room.
"Oh... it feels so good! You naughty boy, your cock is amazing! My pussy feels incredible! Fuck me hard—fuck my pussy hard!"
Under Shaoqing's vigorous thrusting, the Empress Dowager reverted to a lust-starved woman, her expression once again turning lewd and wanton.
The noble Empress Dowager and the son of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader reveled in the ecstasy of their coupling within her private chambers.
*Smack, smack.*
The sounds of their bodies colliding continued to drift out from the bedchamber.
In a smaller palace not far away, a concubine—long neglected by the Emperor—arched her beautiful, shapely buttocks high in the air, surrendering herself to the powerful thrusts of Pang Xing from behind.
Pang Xing gazed down at the woman beneath him; she was delirious with lust from his ravishing, and he felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
Although recent operations had not always gone smoothly, he had achieved his objectives every time.
The outcomes might not have been perfect, but as long as he attained his ultimate goal, he would be free to do whatever he pleased in this world. From now on, not only could he casually fuck the Emperor's women like this, but even the fantasy of having women across the entire realm arch their backs and wait for him to ravish them was no longer out of reach.
At that moment, his mind was filled with visions of ascending to become a demonic god and claiming everything for himself; he was completely unaware that a crucial link in his plan—the Empress Dowager—was currently arching her back while being vigorously fucked by another man.