To have the most esteemed Empress Dowager of the Eastern Han Dynasty bear him a child, to carry on his lineage—wouldn't that make him the emperor's father?
Even a distant father is still a father! The thought alone was incredibly exciting, so thrilling!
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck outside, and a torrential downpour began, but the two inside remained unaffected.
Instead, Empress Dowager Dong was exhausted. Lu Ming pinned her down, lifting her plump thighs to accentuate her ample buttocks, using this position for penetration!
Empress Dowager Dong began to moan as she was being fucked, but Lu Ming gagged her, preventing her from making much noise.
The torrential rain outside only masked the sounds inside, allowing the adulterous couple to carry on their affair more easily.
Meanwhile, Emperor Ling, who had been enjoying himself in the West Garden and was fast asleep, was startled awake. In his dream, he seemed to be questioned by Emperor Heng, who asked why the Han Dynasty was now engulfed in war.
He was still asleep here! What was he doing?!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright?"
Zhang Rang, who had been by his side, immediately rushed over to inquire after Emperor Ling's well-being upon seeing him awaken.
Emperor Ling wiped away a bead of sweat; he had actually been startled awake from his sleep! So he asked, "Where is Anmin?"
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Son-in-Law is giving the Empress Dowager acupuncture treatment at Chang Le Palace. Should I go and call him?"
Zhang Rang, observing the emperor's expression, knew that the emperor definitely had something for Lu Ming to handle.
Lu Ming was becoming increasingly favored, but fortunately, he would be away for more than half a year, so he wasn't worried that Lu Ming's status would surpass his own.
Both sides had a cooperative relationship: Lu Ming treated his adopted son, saving his life. Although the adopted son was now paralyzed and bedridden, he could still continue the family line.
"Go, summon him. I need to speak with him. Also, summon the Imperial Astronomical Bureau."
The belief in ghosts and spirits always had a market in ancient times. Even after Emperor Ling's death, the palace still hired shamans to perform rituals and ceremonies, demonstrating that superstition existed, and was quite prevalent.
"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will immediately send someone to invite the Imperial Son-in-Law."
Zhang Rang's way of addressing him was more friendly; "Imperial Son-in-Law" was obviously more intimate than titles like "General of the Palace Guard."
This was the skill of eunuchs; facilitating good deeds was difficult, but causing harm was often very easy.
Therefore, officials in the court both hated and feared the eunuchs, yet also needed to utilize them.
At this moment, Lu Ming was nearing his climax. His vigorous thrusting stopped abruptly, and his pent-up semen, like a burst dam, gushed forth continuously into Empress Dowager Dong's wet, hot, and tightly sucking vagina, spurting out his penis.
He thrust in all the way, being sucked and ejaculated by her clitoris.
Wave after wave, surge after surge, crashing over him like a relentless torrent.
"Hoo!" Lu Ming lifted his head in ecstasy, before he could even catch his breath, Empress Dowager Dong's red lips pressed against his.
So seductive, so proactive!
After a long while, their lips parted, and Empress Dowager Dong lay panting on the bed, her clothes disheveled. The half-undressed position made the act even more sensual.
"Husband...you're so amazing!"
"Hehe, of course. My Empress Dowager, I really want you to bear me a child of our own!" Lu Ming stroked Empress Dowager Dong's pretty face, uttering extremely shameless words of love.
"With me here, I won't let anything happen to you. We'll grow old together, holding you, seeing the beautiful landscapes of our land. We'll have our own children."
"Mmm...husband...you're so good!" Empress Dowager Dong, in the end, was just a lonely, empty mature woman; she was a woman too, capable of feeling emotions.
No one had ever experienced such sweet words from Lu Ming. Even though his words were clumsy by today's standards, to a woman still reeling from orgasm, they were the most moving whispers.
If she were sober, Empress Dowager Dong might not have said such things.
But having just experienced an intense climax, her belly was full of semen, her uterus swollen and distended—heaven knows how much he had ejaculated inside her.
Every time she bathed, she would produce a considerable amount of semen.
And she would even scoop it out with her fingers and taste it—how utterly lewd!
Just then, a palace maid called out from outside, "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, His Majesty summons the Imperial Son-in-Law to the West Garden for an audience."
"I know," Empress Dowager Dong reluctantly released her young lover, even straightening his clothes as if a wife were dressing her husband.
She patted the wrinkles on his clothes, her expression gentle, and said, "Husband, you go first. If you need anything, come to me, I'll do whatever you say."
"What could I possibly need, my wife? Rest well, I'll come and fuck you again tomorrow! I really want to hold you as I fall asleep every night!"
Lu Ming leered and wiped Empress Dowager Dong's cheek. This old woman was getting horny!
Good, he actually quite enjoyed conquering mature women of this age. He wanted their bodies and minds to submit to him; that's what gave him a sense of accomplishment! "There will be other opportunities, my husband," Empress Dowager Dong said, offering a sweet kiss. Clearly, the past few days of illicit relations had left her deeply in love.
She was utterly powerless to resist any of her lover's demands.
When Lu Ming arrived at the West Garden, he saw a group of officials inside. For some reason, even Yuan Kui was among them.
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Rang finally came out and greeted Lu Ming with a smile, "Please come in, Prince Consort."
"Your subject Lu Ming greets Your Majesty."
Lu Ming bowed to Emperor Ling, "I wonder what worries Your Majesty has? Perhaps I can share some of your concerns."
"Hmm, these are my good ministers! Look at what you've done! Humph! Lu Ming, a malevolent star has risen in the east, bringing chaos to the court. The Secretariat reports that a plague has broken out in Xiliang. What good plan do you have?"
Emperor Ling didn't actually care about the lives of those commoners. What truly enraged him was being awakened from his sleep by the still-drizzling rain outside, which annoyed him. Seeing the memorial only exacerbated his frustration. Each of these memorials presented matters that were difficult to decide, clearly intended to displease him. What was the meaning behind this?
"Perhaps my esteemed officials already have good plans. In my humble opinion, it's simply a matter of disaster relief and saving the people. Saving the disaster victims is also saving the people of Chang'an and Luoyang. I believe that using Your Majesty's name to provide disaster relief, eradicate the plague, and prevent its spread to Chang'an and even Luoyang, so that the disaster victims are grateful to Your Majesty and thankful to the Han Dynasty, is the best course of action. The plague is terrifying; thousands of miles of white bones, and within a hundred miles, less than one in ten people survive. If it spreads to Luoyang, even a celestial being would find it difficult to save the day; countless people will surely die."
Lu Ming spoke lightly, but in reality, implementing it would be fraught with difficulties.