"Hmph, you're all good-for-nothings. You have no skills whatsoever, just indulging in debauchery all day long, utterly useless!" Marquis Zhao was clearly furious, berating his sons.
After the scolding, he tried to persuade them earnestly. He couldn't be too explicit; Lu Ming was definitely going to be an important pawn for Emperor Ling in the future. Following Lu Ming meant no worries about their descendants; the path had been paved for them.
Meanwhile, Lu Ming returned to his residence and saw his wife, Princess Wannian, and the two women, Cai Wenji and Zhang Yulan, reading in the study. Their laughter, like silver bells, rang out intermittently. Reeking of alcohol, he licked his lips and entered her.
"Ah! Husband!" The three women had barely finished speaking when Lu Ming pressed Cai Wenji onto the bed, pulled down her panties, and covered her luscious red lips with his large, alcohol-smelling mouth.
His glans rubbed back and forth against her vaginal opening, quickly making it wet. Then, with a thrust of his hips, he began to penetrate.
"Mmm!" Cai Wenji's brows furrowed, clearly in pain from the lack of lubrication. However, she didn't resist her husband's penetration, instead spreading her legs as wide as possible to accommodate his thrusts.
"So good!" Lu Ming exhaled, not even fully removing his clothes, and eagerly grabbed Cai Wenji's slender waist to thrust again.
Looking at Cai Wenji's alluring face, her delicate features, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling.
Her small mouth opened, her full, red lips uttering seductive moans, further aroused him!
Princess Wannian and Zhang Yulan watched, not daring to look away.
Their small hands unconsciously went to their genitals and began to knead, masturbating themselves.
They knew that soon Cai Wenji would succumb, and then her husband would ejaculate a large amount of semen inside her, then randomly choose one of them, pinning her to the bed and continuing his assault!
This wasn't the first time a threesome had happened; three good friends getting fucked together—he'd never dreamed of anything so outrageous.
Lu Ming didn't care about any of that. He basically fucked his two wives once a day, ejaculating his thick semen inside them. Over time, he'd develop a liking for them, fucking them until they were completely submissive!
An hour later, Lu Ming hastily threw on some clothes.
The maids and servants went to help Cai Wenji and the others back to their rooms to rest. They'd seen their mistresses exhausted from being fucked before, so it wasn't anything new.
Soaking in the bathtub, Lu Ming comfortably closed his eyes, casually washing himself, then climbed onto a wooden bed next to the bathroom.
Two robust female servants massaged his shoulders and thighs. The large, round-waisted servants weren't pretty, but their strength surpassed that of men, making them perfect for the inner courtyard.
In a secluded room, far from Lu Ming's bedroom, a young girl in her prime was preparing to rest fully clothed. Her delicate face, even without makeup, was stunning! Her bright, expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes; her fluttering eyelashes easily drew attention. Innocence, allure, youth, vibrancy, and charm—the clash of naivety and maturity was perfectly displayed in her.
Thump! The door to the room was pushed open, and the tall Lu Ming appeared before Diao Chan's eyes.
Diao Chan was startled at first, but after recognizing the person, she exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly bowed, saying, "This humble woman greets Your Excellency."
Lu Ming closed the door, walked over, and pinched her chin, gazing at her delicate, alluring face. "Tonight you will serve me in bed. In a few days, on an auspicious day, I will take you as my concubine!"
"Thank you, Master. Please come to bed, Master. This servant will undress you." Although Diao Chan was inexperienced, besides learning to dance at Wang Yun's residence, she could also read books to improve her cultural literacy, making it easier to present herself as a concubine.
Wang Yun originally intended to give Diao Chan to scholars and literati. His social circle consisted mainly of court officials and intellectuals; reading would facilitate better communication.
However, who could have imagined that Lu Ming, that beast, would benefit from her? He was unfamiliar with poetry and literature; those romantic notions were unsuitable for him.
Lu Ming thoroughly enjoyed Diao Chan's service; this docile and beautiful girl was indeed sensible.
As her clothes were removed, her naked body revealed incredibly well-developed muscles. Broad shoulders and a large chest, the lines extending to her ribs before abruptly narrowing, her two firm pectoral muscles bulging high, and her abdominal muscles like bouncy mounds, giving a powerful and impactful impression.
Especially when her eyes fell upon Lu Ming's enormous member, Diao Chan was speechless with astonishment. A seven- or eight-inch-long, purplish-red penis, with bulging veins, and a large glans like an egg.
Such a large penis—if it were to penetrate her, it would tear her apart!
Breathing in the delicate fragrance of a virgin, Lu Ming decided to give Diao Chan a first night she would never forget.
His hand slowly crept up Diao Chan's shapely feet, her ten toes as delicate as silkworm cocoons.
Compared to Cai Wenji's feet, Diao Chan's were fuller, more voluptuous.
The moment Lu Ming's hand touched Diao Chan's feet, she instinctively recoiled, seemingly tickled. Seeing the man's burning gaze, she felt a surge of pride. She knew she was beautiful; back in Wang Yun's residence, Wang Yun's sons had all coveted her, but she had protected herself well, leaving men only able to drool but unable to approach.
With Lu Ming's caresses, Diao Chan let out a satisfied moan. She even lifted her feet, making it easier for Lu Ming to knead and massage them.
His large hands gently caressed Diao Chan's fair, delicate feet, leaving no stone unturned, until she gasped softly.
She felt a surge of heat emanating from her feet; in fact, her entire body was heating up, especially her vulva. The tight, folded flesh of her vulva writhed, and the deepest part secreted sweet, sticky fluids, soaking her bare genitals.
Unconsciously, Lu Ming's hand had moved to Diao Chan's sculpted, jade-like calves. Feeling the roughness of his hand, Diao Chan's heart raced. The warmth quickly spread to her thighs, and she felt a strange anticipation, a longing for him to hurry.
She was going to give herself to a man sooner or later anyway; it didn't matter.
Besides, during her rest these past few days, she had gotten to know the other concubines and wives.
She also learned of Lu Ming's official position; he was a man with a promising future.
He had no family background, yet he had gained the Emperor's favor and risen through the ranks rapidly. To be able to marry him as a concubine and bear him a child would already be an immense blessing!