Free Web NovelChapter 681: 681 Madam Ding
"Take your time, no rush."
Lu Ming was in a good mood. Everything was ready. He just needed to enjoy the women, set the general direction, and let his men carry it out.
Hasn’t he struggled for so long all this time?
He flipped Bu Lianshi over and pinned her down, thrusting over a thousand times in one go. Lu Ming felt her vagina contract, knowing he was about to ejaculate.
The pleasure at this moment was indescribable, like something he had to release.
He thrust his penis deep into Bu Lianshi’s vagina and then remained still.
His buttocks spasmed in waves, and then his semen surged into Bu Lianshi’s uterus like a flood.
Bu Lianshi screamed from the heat. Lu Ming ejaculated and then lay motionless on top of her.
He was enjoying the pleasure from Bu Lianshi’s full buttocks. Lu Ming’s penis was still throbbing inside her vagina, and Bu Lianshi was exhausted.
She was just panting heavily! Her body was flushed from the stimulation of the orgasm, and her skin had become translucent.
"Husband...so strong."
Bu Lianshi curled up in the editor’s arms like a collector, her hands rubbing and kneading the muscles on her chest, her voice sweet and gentle, full of flattery and compliance.
"Haha, that’s right. Your little hole is very tight too, very comfortable, Lianshi, next time wear high heels and stockings!"
Lu Ming licked his lips; the stockings and high heels were already in the initial design stage...
Only his mother would wear them, but because of her pregnancy, she didn’t wear many.
His sexual ability was too strong, which was why mature women kept getting pregnant; he needed more toilets to release his desires.
One act of passion is enough to satisfy a woman for ten days to half a month; those with low libido might not want to be with her for a month or two, so the more women, the better.
After returning and resting for a few days, he brought his mother to live with him. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Lu Ming began repairing the Forbidden City, openly intending to move in.
This was a place only the emperor could reside in. His intention to live in the palace was tantamount to usurpation.
When power reaches a certain level, one can repeatedly trample the rules into the dust.
Chang’an no longer had ministers, only a few idle nobles.
The four great families were being trampled underfoot. The men of the Jia family had been sent to the border for training, unlikely to return for three to five years. The men of the Wang family were in a similar situation, except that Prince Teng was better off, able to manage logistics, thus facing less danger.
No one objected, and no one dared to object; no one wanted to die.
Even knowing that Lu Ming’s actions were wrong, no one would object.
Following Lu Ming’s caravans and workshops, they could make a living even from scraps; why bother opposing him?
In Chang’an, Lu Ming controlled nearly half of the shops and workshops, and a staggering 90% of the farmland. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Farmers became his hired laborers, working for him, yet no one objected...
Because the harvest would be better.
As hired laborers, they had oxen for plowing, people to help with irrigation, resulting in better harvests and a better life.
During festivals, they received gifts of hemp clothing and boots. Where could one find such a benevolent official?
By managing the gains and losses, winning people’s hearts, and bringing peace to the land.
This was no joke, which allowed Lu Ming to boldly indulge in his womanizing.
In Jiaosifang, the abducted women were attending a lesson on the rules of Jiaosifang.
Some scoffed, some longed for it, and some silently submitted. Even women possessed considerable cunning.
On the first day, they ate chicken, duck, fish, and meat. From the second day onward, it was only vegetables and plain porridge, without a trace of oil.
The rule was that they had to work and generate income to support themselves; otherwise, they could only eat the lowest level of food—vegetables and plain porridge—and sometimes there wasn’t even enough.
Over the past ten days, many women had succumbed and begun to do what they could.
Weaving, shoemaking, or basket weaving—their hands, untouched by manual labor, now faced with the realities of life.
A full-figured, mature woman dressed in plain white cloth was working at a loom.
She mastered the operation in just one day, and then, with the help of her maids, began weaving.
She was Lady Ding, Cao Cao’s first wife and the adoptive mother of Cao Cao’s eldest son, Cao Ang.
She was dignified in appearance, a woman whose convictions would not be compromised.
As Cao Cao’s principal wife, she wielded considerable power, but she had a fatal weakness, which led to her being divorced: her inability to bear children!
Lu Ming spent the day wandering around the textile workshop. He wanted to see Cao Cao’s wife and daughters; not having a go at it would be a disservice to himself.
Cao Cao was destined to be a ruthless and ambitious figure; their paths were incompatible.
In this era, one man was enough; everyone else should just find themselves a grave!
He wandered into the newly opened room and immediately took a liking to the dignified Lady Ding. She was beautiful, with red lips, white teeth, and full, luscious skin.
"She’s the one. Take her to my office."
"Yes, my lord."
Wang Xifeng responded, her legs tightly pressed together.
Because the first thing Lu Ming did upon arriving at the workshop was to have sex with her, ejaculating inside her, and declaring he wanted to impregnate her.
What could Wang Xifeng say? She could only silently endure Lu Ming’s outburst. A woman serving her husband was a woman’s duty, especially since she was now merely a concubine.
She had met her mother-in-law, Dong Ya, a noble and elegant mature woman, breathtakingly beautiful.
Only her large pregnant belly added a touch of sanctity.
She didn’t know whose child her mother-in-law was carrying, but she was somewhat certain in her heart that it might be her husband’s!
Unconsciously, Wang Xifeng had long since adapted to this situation, adapted to her status as a concubine.
Swaying her hips, Wang Xifeng, dressed in a long yellow dress, approached Madam Ding: "Ding Baiying, congratulations! You’ve been chosen by Marquis Qin to serve him in bed. Come with me now. From now on, your daily meat ration will increase by two taels. If you become a concubine, your meat ration and salary will increase further, and you’ll also get two maids to serve you."
The other women all cast envious glances; even those who had previously clashed with her were now in dire straits.
They don’t need to laugh at each other; everyone’s like that.
The envy stems from being forced into it. They’re all eating bland food every day; once they’ve tasted rich food, they can’t go back.
