Madam Zhang had just finished bathing when she came out, washing away the marks on her body.
To her, the handprints still lingered on her skin beneath her clothes, especially on her large, white breasts, where there were handprints and hickeys. If Zhang Wen saw them, he would definitely become suspicious.
Her lower abdomen felt tight; too much had been ejaculated inside her, and it was still undergoing a process of transformation. At a certain age, the uterus and ovaries weren't as vibrant as they used to be, so a little external help was needed to restore the uterus to its peak.
Zhang Wen's previous marks had been erased; now, this area was filled with Lu Ming's semen!
A new lion defeated the old lion king; everything the old lion king possessed belonged to the new lion king—this was the cruel law of the jungle!
Zhang Wen only noticed that his wife's complexion had improved, and she seemed much more energetic. "Madam looks well; it seems Anmin's treatment is indeed effective."
Liu Liu's disguise was excellent. She slightly shook her head, the gold hairpin in her bun swaying gently, her plump buttocks settling lightly on the chair, outlining an alluring peach-like curve.
"My brother means for my sister-in-law and me to go around to different households, to promote Anmin's medical skills and let them know that there is a miraculous doctor."
"Hmm, that's fine, but it will be hard on you, Madam." Zhang Wen knew this was a ploy to build momentum and exchange benefits.
Although exchanging one's life for benefits is somewhat shameful, in officialdom, valuing face over profit is foolish.
"If you have nothing else to do, get some rest. Anmin said to take care of your health. Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep now." After saying this, Madam Zhang got up and left, unlike a typical couple where the husband is dominant and the wife submissive.
Zhang Wen was already used to his domineering wife.
He never imagined that his wife was actually exhausted from being so roughly handled that afternoon; her vagina was swollen like a bun, and she had experienced too many orgasms, leaving her feeling weak and needing a good night's sleep to replenish her energy.
Lu Ming returned to his residence. Just then, someone from Dong Zhuo's residence arrived with a message saying someone had come to Dong Zhuo's residence looking for him and was waiting.
Upon arriving at the residence, he saw several young men standing outside, all dressed in rough, simple clothes like wandering knights, with long swords and knives hanging at their waists. Upon closer inspection, he recognized Xu Shu.
"Yuanzhi, long time no see. Gentlemen, how have you been?" Lu Ming greeted with a fist and palm salute, surprised that it was Xu Shu who had come to see him.
They had only briefly shared a drink before departing, without a proper conversation.
"Brother Anmin, I apologize for bothering you this time," Xu Shu said somewhat apologetically. He knew it wasn't right, but he had no other choice.
He had originally given up, but had heard some rumors about Lu Ming in Chang'an.
Having already searched Chang'an without success, he had no choice but to return to Luoyang and then his hometown.
Lu Ming, seeing Xu Shu's hesitant words, seemed to have something difficult to say. "Yuanzhi is my friend. Speak frankly. Is there anything I can help you with? Just ask, and I will do my best without hesitation."
"I knew Lord Lu was a man of honor," a man with a scar on his cheek said excitedly, seemingly admiring the so-called chivalrous spirit of the martial world.
"Gongyi, you mustn't be rude to my lord." Xu Shu, seemingly their leader, appeared to be scolding, but was actually protecting his companion. "My lord, my brother spoke without thinking; please forgive him."
Seeing Xu Shu bow deeply, Lu Ming touched his nose, not helping him up, but saying, "Alright, Yuanzhi, I'm not that tyrannical, nor am I that particular. Come, let's go to my residence."
Arriving at Lu Ming's residence, although not opulent, the location of the courtyard, coupled with the gardens, made it very pleasant.
It's not necessarily about being extremely wealthy; understated elegance is the most suitable style for a scholar.
"I didn't expect your residence to be so refined, my lord. I admire you." Xu Shu had a good eye; he could tell the courtyard was worth a considerable sum.
"Alright, since we're friends, there's no need for such formalities. Come, gentlemen, please sit." Lu Ming took the main seat, where the steward and servants had already brought meat and rice wine.
"Come, you gentlemen must not have eaten yet, eat first. Yuanzhi, fill your stomachs first, then tell me what you have to say. Although I'm new to Luoyang, I'm willing to offer my brothers any help I can."
He didn't mention going to great lengths for them; that would be too fake. He didn't need friendship, only camaraderie.
Building good relationships with these wandering knights was actually quite necessary.
At least among Xu Shu's companions, he had spotted two promising talents, future generals of Eastern Wu.
Jiang Qin and Zhou Tai!
These two were of average martial skill, skilled in battle, and utterly loyal.
They should have been following Sun Jian, but their presence here proved they hadn't yet joined him.
As for why they hadn't kept in touch after the Three Kingdoms period, that was perfectly normal.
Xu Shu was in Wei, while Jiang Qin and Zhou Tai were in Wu; how could they possibly exchange letters?
He was currently lacking military commanders, who, to him, could enable his soldiers to achieve greater results in battle. One person charging into battle was far from enough; he needed others to coordinate.
Seeing Lu Ming's politeness, the men didn't stand on ceremony anymore; they were indeed starving.
The term "wandering knight" sounds nice, but in reality, they lacked money and a stable source of income.
Not all wandering knights had an income; many were hooligans and ruffians, a mixed bag, difficult to distinguish.
Xu Shu ate quickly and elegantly, putting down his chopsticks in less than five minutes. "Thank you for your hospitality, sir. I've heard you are skilled in medicine; is that true?"
"I know a little. Only Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing are above me. Yuanzhi, you can just call me by my courtesy name; there's no need for such formalities. I don't care about 'sir' or 'madam.' If you go out and wander around, you'll probably hear countless insults directed at me. It's true that mediocre people aren't envied; I'm used to it. Hehe, I'm getting off-topic. Yuanzhi, speak your mind directly. Don't beat around the bush. A real man doesn't beat around the bush." Lu Ming was annoyed by this formality. Being polite once or twice was just politeness, but three or four times was becoming a bit torturous.