"Benefits? Hmm, feigning weakness? Excellent, excellent. My lady is truly a modern-day Sun Tzu! Your words have enlightened me!" Yuan Wei seemed to have an idea. A smiling tiger is the most terrifying; it either makes someone die without even knowing how they died—very effective.
Ma Lun merely smiled slightly, her plump body swaying slightly, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes adding to her mature charm. "Husband, why not contact my family and have them entertain Lu Ming? Besides, Ma Teng is also in Wuwei County, in Xiliang. The people there are fierce and unruly; if something happens, they'll likely have no way to justify themselves."
Yuan Wei's eyes lit up. If he could stir up trouble in Xiliang and reignite the rebellion, that would add chaos upon chaos, diverting the imperial court's attention.
Furthermore, with the system of electing governors, the Yuan family could have a chance to seize territory and become kings.
A good opportunity, a good idea!
Once chaos erupts, they'll have the final say in everything.
To say that Yuan Wei didn't harbor thoughts of usurping the throne would be a lie; he simply knew he wouldn't live that long.
Moreover, such thoughts were utterly treasonous. His primary motivation was to gain merit by supporting the new emperor, ensuring the Yuan family's perpetual rule!
The two conspired extensively, with Ma Lun subtly inserting his own agenda.
What appeared to be a plot to frame Lu Ming was actually a strategy to help him gain the upper hand.
She knew her young lover's abilities well; aside from leaving her weak and exhausted, his skills were undeniable.
She had carefully studied Lu Ming's rise to power. From Tao County, to cultivating relationships with powerful figures in Chang'an, to attaching himself to Zhao Hou in Luoyang, becoming a favorite of Emperor Ling, to his current position as the Imperial Son-in-Law and General of the Palace Guard—it seemed like good luck.
However, as the mistress of a wealthy family, she naturally knew that luck was only a small factor; ability was far more crucial.
Give her young lover the opportunity, and he would surely rise to power.
He would take her away then; Lu Ming had promised to take her and treat her well.
She believed him. A woman who was already a grandmother, still believing the sweet words of a young man—there was no other explanation besides the descent into madness causing a drop in IQ.
Lu Ming, however, didn't think too much about it. After determining the basic strategy, he focused on satisfying his desires with Diao Chan.
The situation in Liangzhou was both simple and difficult.
The difficulty lay in the lack of sufficient medicine and manpower; without these, the plague couldn't be contained.
A plague required isolation, treatment, waiting for the plague to be eradicated, and maintaining hygiene.
The dead needed to be cremated, drinking water needed to be boiled, and ditches needed to be cleared. Stinking ditches breed germs and mosquitoes; every aspect needed to be considered to suppress the plague.
With the general idea in place, all that remained was to put it into practice.
Moreover, nothing ventured, nothing gained; Lu Ming wasn't afraid of the so-called plague at all. In fact, with proper prevention and control, it wasn't a big problem.
Rather than worrying unnecessarily, Lu Ming preferred to enjoy the present moment.
He held Diao Chan's soft, white foot in his mouth, thrusting his lower body harder.
Her lower orifice was already extremely wet. After being deflowered, it could withstand longer and longer periods of sexual intercourse, yet the tightness of its grip remained unchanged.
With each pull, a tingling, numbing sensation shot through his glans. The suction of her exquisite vulva, combined with the vacuum environment, made each thrust incredibly pleasurable, and the urge to ejaculate grew stronger.
Lu Ming kissed Diao Chan's rosy lips, greedily drawing in the saliva from her mouth. Their tongues intertwined, mixing their own fluids.
The soft flesh within her honeypot now clung even more tightly to the invading, scalding hot iron rod. Perhaps due to Lu Ming's frequent penetration, Diao Chan's lower body had involuntarily learned many methods of pleasing men, though its owner might not even realize it, but it was undeniable.
Thus, without Diao Chan even realizing it, as the large penis penetrated, her waist involuntarily twisted, bringing her erogenous zones to the glans for friction.
Lu Ming and Diao Chan were once again intimately united, their curves of pleasure climbing ever higher.
"So good... Chan'er... I don't want you to get pregnant... If you get pregnant... I won't be able to fuck you anymore..." Lu Ming let out a relieved groan. It was all Diao Chan's fault for being too alluring.
Beautiful and charming, with fair skin, and still a young girl—these three qualities combined drove him to the brink of madness with excitement.
Every day, he would have sex with Diao Chan at least once. Except for two days of rest after deflowering her, he spent the rest of the time having sex with her, for ten consecutive days. Her tender little hole had long since taken his shape, giving him the strongest feedback.
"Mmm...ah...husband...oh...mmm...ah...husband...want...ah...Chan'er...will give...ah...husband...you're so amazing...Chan'er...ah...Chan'er is going to fly again...ah...husband!" Diao Chan's pretty face was flushed with desire, watching Lu Ming nibble at her toes. The tickling sensation from her toes amplified the pleasure of her hole being pulled, causing her to orgasm almost every two or three minutes. She was completely unable to resist, her soul deeply immersed in the pleasure.
With each thrust of Lu Ming, a large amount of her vaginal fluids would spray into the air, filling the room with a lewd atmosphere!
The sensual scent, like a potent aphrodisiac, heightened the emotions of Lu Ming and Diao Chan.
"Who told you to be so alluring… Ah… Chan'er… My wife… I'm going to cum!" Lu Ming practically roared, it was time to unleash his pent-up desire!
Hearing Lu Ming announce his imminent ejaculation, Diao Chan tensed even more, her vagina tightening further.
Panting heavily, she pleaded, "Cum inside… Yes… Cum all inside… Ahhh… Insert it… Cum inside Chan'er… Chan'er wants to get pregnant… Ahhh… Chan'er wants to have a child for her husband… Waaah… Ahhh…"
The pressure inside her vagina grew stronger, the tightness intensifying, doubling the pleasure Diao Chan felt.
But this also hastened Lu Ming's ejaculation. He roared repeatedly, then thrust hard into Diao Chan's plump vulva!