That night, the former mountain stronghold had been transformed into a makeshift military camp.
Cai Wenji and Diao Chan were finally able to stay in houses instead of tents.
Although the journey had been arduous, they were very happy.
Especially when they passed by scenic wonders, Lu Ming would show them to them and even pick fresh flowers to make flower necklaces for them.
This era lacked romance, and everything Lu Ming did touched them deeply. A man with charm easily wins a woman's favor.
Although the place was simple, it was enough to stay for a few nights.
Moreover, with the nourishing medicinal food, they didn't experience the usual symptoms of travel fatigue, acclimatization problems, vomiting, or diarrhea. They just needed a good night's rest, and they would be full of energy the next day.
Before, they had no opportunity to travel around; now, being able to see the world was already a great blessing.
Over there, Princess Wannian had just finished washing up when Zhang Yulan entered, carrying some herbs.
"Hmm? Didn't my husband look for you?" Princess Wannian dried her long hair, her beauty emerging from the bath captivating. Her snow-white skin, fair face, and expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes.
Zhang Yulan shook her head, placing the herbs in the basket and reaching to pluck a leaf. "No, my husband must have gone to treat other patients."
"Oh, I thought he went to see you. You seem to be in better spirits, so I couldn't quite handle it." Princess Wannian's words were pointed, and she touched her lower abdomen.
They were often pulled together to serve each other in bed; in bed, there was little difference between the wife and the concubine.
"I couldn't handle it either, my husband is too vigorous. Every time I'm done, my lower body is swollen." Zhang Yulan spoke without batting an eye; married women were bold in their speech, showing no restraint whatsoever.
Lu Ming hadn't actually gone to treat the wounded soldiers; he had already taken care of them and taught them how to stitch up.
He merely strolled around before heading to Empress Song's room.
At first, he only massaged her, but after feeding her a bowl of spicy ginseng and sweet potatoes, he ignored her angry curses and pleas, and took her to bed.
After all, she was still an empress, even a deposed one!
Unable to have Empress He for the time being, he'd use Empress Song to settle the debt!
"No…get out…uh…ah…get out…ah…" Empress Song's pretty face held a hint of bitterness, yet her expression held a touch of joy; she had been violated several times already.
Although she resisted each time, she was brought to orgasm each time, ultimately forced into rape.
Initially resisting, then silent, finally yielding—women are always hypocritical. Was she afraid of changing too quickly and being seen as an adulteress, or did she truly not want to remarry?
Thinking about it, it makes sense. A deposed empress remarrying—wouldn't that be cuckolding the emperor?
Who would dare do that?
"I'm going to fuck you…we've already consummated our marriage…hiss…ah…fuck you…so tight…does it feel good…mmm…fuck you…fuck you…fuck you to death!" Seeing Empress Song's furrowed brows and slightly upturned lips as she was being fucked, Lu Ming's heart surged with excitement.
Feeling an extraordinary excitement and stimulation, he thrust hard, his entire penis plunging into her tight, slutty cunt!
The head of his penis pressed against the deepest point, grinding against her, his hands gripping her plump waist tightly, trying to go even further.
The penis continued to send intense pleasure through him; the Empress's lower body, enslaved for many years, was incredibly tight.
Such a tight and curved vagina, its folds full of life, produced an indescribable tingling pleasure as the head of his penis scraped against it. The tight vagina, well-lubricated, rhythmically squeezed his penis; a mature woman's vagina was sensitive and incredibly pleasurable!
"Mmm...uh-huh..." Empress Song didn't want to answer Lu Ming at all, only keeping her mouth shut as she was fucked, occasionally letting out some low moans.
She silently clenched her lower abdomen, raising her jade legs to wrap around Lu Ming, hoping to intensify his pleasure and make him ejaculate faster.
Although being fucked was very pleasurable, a sense of immorality and shame for betraying the Emperor Ling prevented her from yielding to Lu Ming.
If this affair were discovered, it would ignite a raging inferno!
With every movement from Empress Song, Lu Ming gasped, his scalp tingling with pleasure.
Empress Song's vagina was incredibly hot and slippery, as if layers of flesh were gripping him, giving him unparalleled pleasure.
He began a vigorous, forceful thrusting, feeling her vagina tightening more and more. He thrust over three hundred times in one go, the vaginal fluids churning into a white, sticky liquid. Sure enough, Empress Song stopped crying, gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth agape, muffled groans escaping her throat. Her legs tightened around Lu Ming's waist, her vagina growing hotter and more tightly clenched.
Finally, after over fifty thrusts, Lu Ming's penis reached its deepest point, the glans pressing against her cervix. Empress Song trembled a few times, her lower abdomen heaving violently, and a large amount of hot vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her vagina, washing over his glans. The pleasure of being washed by the fluid sent Lu Ming soaring to almost heaven!
Lu Ming held back his ejaculation, letting the hot vaginal fluid wash over his glans, and lowered his head to kiss Empress Song's red lips.
After one orgasm, she no longer resisted, opening her teeth and letting Lu Ming pass his saliva to her.
With her desires unleashed, she lost all sense of reason.
Feeling Lu Ming's tenderness, Empress Song silently raised her jade-like hands to embrace the man's neck, like a wife serving her husband.
The enormous penis was swallowed by her tender, moist vagina. Due to the intense collision, Lu Ming's testicles slapped against Empress Song's fleshy buttocks, and her juices splashed everywhere. She hadn't expected Empress Song to be so wanton; her vagina was truly made of water.
The squelching sounds echoed in the room.
The maid beside her blushed deeply. This was too absurd. The master was so young, and the mistress was so old; how could they be together? She couldn't understand it at all.
The thick, sticky vaginal walls held the penis tightly together, so that each thrust and withdrawal would cause a slight jolt, like pulling out muddy water from deep mud. Sometimes, if pulled out too forcefully, with a "pop," the entire penis would flip out from under the labia, sending powerful waves of pleasure through her nerve endings!
"Listen to the sounds of us mating, how slutty! See, you just want me to fuck you!"