Chapter 904 Even Seo Jang-Geum Will Become a Tool for Political Marriage

Chapter 904: 904 Even Seo Jang-Geum Will Become a Tool for Political Marriage

Lu Ming kept his promise to Seo Jang-geum and refrained from widespread slaughter.

He merely arrested and beheaded the original royal family members, and had Queen Kim Hee-sun vouch for him, further convincing the Goguryeo commoners that the trouble stemmed from Yeon Gaesomun’s unauthorized attack on Liaodong and the massacre of Qin civilians, leading to this retaliation.

From then on, the kingdom of Goguryeo ceased to exist; only Bangzi County remained.

"Bangzi" was a derogatory term, implying their ingratitude and a warning to be punished.

Although Kim Hee-sun disliked the nickname, she couldn’t change Lu Ming’s mind.

In public, she was still a former queen; otherwise, she was nothing more than a submissive slut waiting to be fucked.

Meanwhile, Lu Ming had spent the past ten days preparing for the formal marriage to Seo Jang-geum—a political alliance intended to convince the Bangzi that it was a way to strengthen relations.

Simultaneously, the city was being reorganized, and the passage from Seoul to the port of Seosuk was being completely opened.

The transport route for supplies would begin in the North Sea, proceed to Pyongyang, and finally reach Seosuk. Roads would be built in Seosuk to connect it to Seoul, facilitating the transshipment of supplies.

He wouldn’t stay here long. After surveying the situation, he would leave with his deployment.

Those remaining to guard the area would simply need to follow his strategic plan step by step.

The Korean Peninsula was indeed extremely barren, with limited iron and copper mines, and very little coal resources.

If you were to describe it as unique, it had nothing special.

Therefore, it was a good choice as a processing site. After all, if it was polluted, so be it; its fate was irrelevant.

That day, Seoul was decorated with many red lanterns.

The surrounding people were also relocated here to work as private slaves, cultivating farmland, raising animals, and laboring in workshops and weaving factories.

Today, each household received one steamed bun per person.

Their method of receiving the gifts was simple: kneel on the ground, clasp their hands in prayer, and loudly express their gratitude to His Majesty the King of Qin for the blessings.

This method, akin to religious brainwashing, was simple, brutal, and effective. Even if one felt repulsed, repeated repetition would eventually lead to a psychological shift.

This particular project was personally overseen by Chao Gai. For the sake of his idol, Chao Gai would undoubtedly be personally involved.

In the original palace, Seo Jang-geum sat expressionlessly before her dressing table, being groomed and dressed by palace maids. Today, she would don a wedding dress and marry a man she was not accustomed to.

She felt only awe towards Lu Ming, a sliver of academic ambition, and a touch of gratitude.

Because Seo Jang-geum’s father was an alcoholic, although he was only her adoptive father, he had helped her greatly.

Her adoptive father was weak and timid, yet he had provided help when she needed it most, which was enough for Seo Jang-geum to treat him as her own father.

A few days ago, her adoptive father was diagnosed with an incurable disease—tuberculosis! Once someone has tuberculosis, they must be isolated immediately to prevent further spread.

Even though Seo Jang-geum was a renowned physician in Goguryeo, she was helpless against tuberculosis.

Even ancient Chinese medicine couldn’t cure it; how could a mere novice who had only learned a few tricks possibly be able to help?

Seo Jang-geum was devastated. The kingdom had fallen, but she hadn’t collapsed; she hadn’t collapsed even when targeted by her enemies. Only when her adoptive father was on the verge of death did she shed tears—the tears of a strong woman.

But fate had other plans. The King of Qin happened to encounter her during his tour. With just a few acupuncture treatments, he suppressed her adoptive father’s condition.

Moreover, in the following days, after taking the herbs, his spirits improved significantly, seemingly showing signs of recovery.

This all astonished Seo Jang-geum. How could an emperor possess such medical skills?

Even studying medicine was considered a waste of time—a limitation imposed by the traditional mindset of the scholar-officials.

But Lu Ming was capable.

He was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also exceptionally good at fighting.

Furthermore, he was extremely lecherous. Seo Jang-geum hadn’t forgotten how she was forced to perform oral sex on Lu Ming, using her adoptive father’s health as leverage to force her, a doctor, to do so!

For the cleanliness-conscious Seo Jang-geum, this was worse than death.

But she did it!

For her adoptive father, to repay his kindness, she gritted her teeth and did it!

Now, about to marry Lu Ming, Seo Jang-geum felt no emotion.

She even thought that if Lu Ming were a little more romantic, she would be more willing to do it, and could slowly fall in love with this Han man.

But Lu Ming was rude. He could have acted like a gentleman, polite and courteous, but he always did things only a rogue would do.

She always felt something was missing; this contradictory person was someone she had surprisingly accepted.

Tap tap tap, footsteps approached, and the air seemed to carry the scent of perfume. The former Queen, Kim Hee-sun, appeared.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, beads of sweat clung to her forehead, and her face was flushed. Even Seo Jang-geum could tell that the Queen had just been favored!

Lu Ming seemed very interested in this mature Queen, raping her almost daily.

Sometimes, when the mood struck, he would do it without restraint, anywhere.

And Kim Hee-sun was becoming increasingly powerless against Lu Ming’s large penis, simply because she herself was being fucked very pleasurably, until her limbs were weak and her body felt completely refreshed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Seo Jang-geum was about to rise and bow, but Kim Hee-sun stopped her.

"No need for formalities, get dressed first. Today is your wedding day, Jang-geum, smile. The power of the King of Qin is beyond our expectations."

"A few days ago, some conservatives organized a group of soldiers to launch a counterattack, but they didn’t even reach the camp gates before they were all captured and sent to work in the mines as punishment."

"Our compatriots can’t afford a second round of harm, so they have to please the King of Qin to survive!"

Kim Hee-sun came over to persuade her. She could feel a warm current flowing out of her body—Lu Ming’s semen that had just ejaculated inside her.

Even with underwear, a novel type of intimate clothing, she felt her underwear was damp, constantly wet.

After finally cleaning herself up, more semen would flow out, leaving her constantly soaked in it.

Kim Hee-sun was worried she might get pregnant!

While worried, she was also somewhat happy.