"Even if you marry the princess, you can't forget me!" The Grand Commandant's wife nestled in Lu Ming's arms, acting like a spoiled little girl.
At her age, doing this was truly embarrassing!
However, the Grand Commandant's wife, deeply in love, didn't feel this way at all; in fact, she quite enjoyed it.
"Hehe, no way! I want you to have my children!" Lu Ming's tone was filled with excitement; he increasingly longed to impregnate a woman.
Besides, immortality didn't really require a son.
A daughter was enough. She could pretend to be a boy, use him as a disguise, and after marriage, he could deflower his daughter-in-law and continue bearing offspring—the thought alone was incredibly exciting!
"Ugh, I'm too old! How can I have children? If you can really get me pregnant, I'll give birth to your child!" The Grand Commandant's wife said coquettishly. She kept saying she wanted to have Lu Ming's children, but she wasn't worried about getting pregnant at all.
A woman her age would be considered old in ancient times, making pregnancy almost impossible, so she wasn't worried at all.
"Alright! Then I'll give you a good seed!" Lu Ming continued to mount her and thrust again.
At this time, Zhang Wen was still cooperating with Zhao Hou to amass wealth, completely unaware of his wife's offer of sexual favors. He didn't even suspect his wife's infidelity.
In his view, Lu Ming would only play with young men, toying with tender girls, why would he play with an old woman!
But often, reality happens in the most unexpected places. Zhang Wen's wife opened her legs to welcome Lu Ming's thrusts again and again. Even as Lu Ming ejaculated, her beautiful legs tightly wrapped around Lu Ming's waist, forcing him to penetrate deeper and ejaculate more!
After seeing off the Grand Commandant's wife, Lu Ming turned around and gathered his concubines.
He made them line up, kneel on the wooden planks on the ground, grabbed their buttocks, and began to have sex with them one by one from behind! Slender and plump, beautiful women, mature women and young girls knelt together on the floor, their buttocks raised, awaiting his service.
Round, full, large buttocks, small, upturned hips.
Buttocks of various shapes, beautiful faces, some mature and alluring, some pure and vibrant—they were other men's wives, other men's daughters.
All, for various reasons, had been taken to Lu Ming's bed, becoming his playthings, forced to use various shameful positions to cater to Lu Ming's wildness!
Two days later, in the palace.
Emperor Ling felt aches and pains in his back and was listless lately, so he hurriedly sent Zhang Rang to summon Lu Ming to the palace. "Father Rang, what has Anmin been doing lately?"
"It is said that he is at home sleeping with his concubines." Zhang Rang's answer was concise, because Lu Ming had indeed not done anything else, not even visiting Lady Yang; he was simply indulging in debauchery with all the concubines and servants in his household.
Pure debauchery, as if he were making up for everything he had never done before.
"Oh?" Emperor Ling seemed thoughtful, waving his hand. "When he arrives, have him examine me. I'll take a nap first. By the way, how are the preparations for Wan Nian's wedding going?"
"The auspicious day is in five days, and everything is ready. This servant has already dispatched Zhang Bao to assist General Lu; everything will be arranged properly." Zhang Rang was quite concerned about this matter, after all, it was Emperor Ling's daughter getting married, and the dowry couldn't be small.
Emperor Ling only had one daughter, so naturally, he wanted to arrange things well.
"Hmm, that's good." Emperor Ling was simply trying to achieve two goals at once. On one hand, he could arrange for his daughter to have a good husband in the future.
On the other hand, he was using his daughter's status to win over Lu Ming, and if nothing unexpected happened, he should arrange for Lu Ming to become Prince Xie's tutor, just to instruct him in martial arts.
He wasn't quite high enough to be the Crown Prince's teacher, but having some connection would make it easier for him to continue making arrangements.
Not long after, Lu Ming entered the palace.
Under Zhang Rang's guidance, the acupuncture treatment began on the already snoring Emperor Ling. During this time, Zhang Rang also showed him a pamphlet, explaining what the wedding would be like in five days.
Marrying a princess meant a very generous dowry, hundreds of servants, and tens of thousands of taels of gold. A married woman with her own property held a certain status in the family, and the dowry, as the bride's private property, belonged to her family for a long time.
The size of the dowry reflected the bride's wealth, family background, and social standing. The amount of property affected her status in her husband's family.
This was a realistic situation from ancient times to the present. A woman with a dowry had more leverage.
With the help of the accompanying maids, who shared the burden with the mistress, served her in bed, and managed the servants, the mistress could gain sufficient status.
For Lu Ming, all of this was irrelevant; he didn't expect the princess to bring him wealth.
He simply listened to Zhang Rang and nodded in agreement.
Ancient weddings were incredibly complicated, especially the weddings of royal daughters. The entire household would be renovated, decorated with lanterns and streamers, and thoroughly cleaned to ensure everything was in perfect condition for the princess's arrival.
After the consultation, the Empress sent someone to summon Lu Ming to examine Lord Wuyang. Almost as soon as Lu Ming left the palace, the Empress sent someone to fetch him.
Zhang Rang also came to report this matter to Emperor Ling, who merely responded with a nod, without further inquiry. He acknowledged the matter but had no means to retaliate.
Lu Ming felt like a brick, moved wherever needed.
Back in Luoyang, he had many social engagements. Invitations came from Lady Yang.
Invitations from Marquis Zhao, and even Lady Yuan.
Moreover, that old man Yuan Kui was now half-dead, reportedly only lucid for short periods each day, suffering from excruciating headaches, unable to handle affairs, and even his work at the Ministry of Personnel had ceased—a testament to the severity of his condition!
The fact that Madam Yuan dared to invite Lu Ming to visit suggests she might have intended to treat Yuan Wei's illness.
Upon seeing the dignified and beautiful Empress He again, dressed in a pale yellow brocade robe, seated regally, her plump, peach-shaped buttocks almost distorted by the pressure, Lu Ming felt an irresistible urge to bury his face in those buttocks. The allure of a married woman, the elegance of an empress, deeply captivated him!
A woman's status and position cultivate a corresponding aura that is very attractive to men!
Lu Ming couldn't help but swallow hard, suppressing his lust for Empress He deep in his heart.
As long as Emperor Ling was still alive, even if the couple was not getting along, it was not something he could interfere with.
Moreover, if he were to get Empress He pregnant, the consequences would be extremely serious!