Chapter 967 My Own Empress is So Alluring

Chapter 967: 967 My Own Empress is So Alluring

"Get up, all of you. Go about your business."

Lu Ming waved his hand, then walked behind Wang Yi, touching her shoulder. "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Yes, these are requests for disaster relief from various counties in Jiangdong. These all require His Majesty’s signature."

Wang Yi pointed to the memorials beside her; they all involved using funds from the imperial treasury.

Currently, the Imperial Household Department is lending money to the national treasury, which will need to be repaid later.

The Imperial Household Department is the emperor’s private treasury, and also the empress and empress dowager’s.

Only the empress and empress dowager can access it; other concubines have no right to do so.

To withdraw large sums of money from the Imperial Household Department, the empress’s signature is required.

Furthermore, every transaction is recorded, and the empress reviews it.

The national treasury, on the other hand, belongs to the imperial court and is used to pay for disaster relief, construction projects, and military expenses in various regions; it is public property.

The two should not be confused... and coveting the emperor’s treasury is a taboo subject for ministers; it cannot be spoken of, nor even thought of.

It’s something one can know, but absolutely cannot speak of.

"The supplies for Jiangdong will be distributed normally, first transported to Shouchun. Have Zhuge Liang, in conjunction with the Ministry of Justice, arrest and replace corrupt officials. Then, continue with disaster relief and land reclamation as needed. Sister Yi, you can handle the approvals; I have other matters to attend to."

Lu Ming waved his hand. He could simply speak; he really didn’t want to physically approve the memorials.

These were all mechanical tasks, unnecessary to do.

Wang Yi and the others were essentially his secretaries, managing the various memorials and compiling their contents.

They were relieving Lu Ming of the burden of reviewing the heavy workload of memorials, allowing him to process information immediately upon receiving it.

And this involvement of the harem in approving memorials was unknown to the outside world.

He only knew that Lu Ming’s memorials were drafted by the concubines, but he had no idea they were involved.

After speaking, his hands slid down Wang Yi’s shoulders, grasping her breasts through her elegant attire. He felt it necessary to explain the importance of qipaos.

Qipaos could have high slits or low slits; simple and practical.

"Sister Yi, what do you think about simplifying the clothing in the harem from now on?

Wear formal attire for important occasions, and qipaos for everyday wear. High slits or low slits are fine; convenience is key."

"Hmm...ah...I’ll talk to...the Empress Dowager later...if she agrees, then we’ll wear qipaos..."

Wang Yi’s body instantly heated up when her breasts were grasped.

It was impossible for her not to feel desire.

She did have desires, but after being with Lu Ming a few times, they would subside for a long time.

Women are like that; as they get older, their desires increase.

"Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty like a sitting duck sucking the earth dry"—this is no joke.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be the joking saying about using lotus root to dispel dampness, capable of draining a vigorous young man dry.

However, desire is just that—desire. A few more times, and it won’t take too long.

They’ll get tired and need a break.

Having sex every day, even women can’t handle it.

Lower abdominal pain, uterine contractions, vulva swelling—everything has its limits. Going too far isn’t enjoyment, it’s suffering.

"Hmm, go tell the Empress Dowager."

Lu Ming leered as he picked up Wang Yi, unbuttoned her skirt, and pulled down her underwear.

"Hmm, go tell the Empress Dowager."

Lu Ming leered as he picked up Wang Yi, unfastened her skirt, and pulled down her panties.

The two faced each other, Wang Yi kneeling on the dragon throne, sitting on Lu Ming’s lap.

Her already moist vulva was slightly parted, the edges of her labia majora tinged with black, but overall still appearing very pink.

This was all because of Lu Ming’s sexual activity; it used to be pink, but with so much sex, it had changed color.

A woman’s sexual activity level can be judged by the color of her labia; more sex changes color, and vice versa.

Being played with in front of the other concubines made Wang Yi somewhat embarrassed.

She was the Empress, the mother of the nation, yet now she was reduced to a wanton sex toy in Lu Ming’s eyes.

She felt ashamed, but also held onto a principle: a wife should serve her husband.

A woman should follow her husband wherever he goes; Wang Yi was a very chaste woman.

Lu Ming was her husband; he could do whatever he wanted with her, and she wouldn’t refuse, because of love and her own beliefs.

Wang Yi, supporting herself on Lu Ming’s shoulders, slightly raised her fair, rounded buttocks, aiming them at his already erect penis.

Then she slowly sat down, gradually engulfing his penis, raising it a little, then lowering it again, accommodating it further, raising it again, lowering it again, until it was completely inside her!

Seeing Wang Yi’s incredibly proactive nature, Lu Ming was extremely excited. He hugged Wang Yi’s slender waist, buried his face in her chest, inhaling her scent, and thrust his legs forward.

Facing Wang Yi, he held her close, staring intently at her face, taking in every expression on her face.

Lu Ming experienced even greater pleasure than before, his passion surging like a tide. His thrusts became increasingly unrestrained, faster and faster. Wang Yi, sensing Lu Ming’s movements, opened her eyes and gave him a flirtatious, dismissive look.

Looking at the beautiful and spirited Wang Yi before him, Lu Ming felt an unprecedented surge of excitement. He leaned in and kissed her, their lips and tongues locked in a passionate embrace.

Both her mouth and her vagina were possessed and violated by Lu Ming.

The sounds of their bodies colliding were faint; it was almost entirely Wang Yi moving while Lu Ming reveled in the sensation.

Her delicate toes, having escaped her boots, rested on the dragon throne. Her nails, adorned with bright red nail polish, exuded a seductive aura. Just looking at those ten erect penises made Lu Ming’s mouth dry!

This position was incredibly arousing; he enjoyed the friction of their genitals while kissing her.

They could look into each other’s eyes and expressions up close, a strange sense of soul resonance swirling within them, and their raw, primal lust intensified.

Wang Yi’s vaginal fluids increased rapidly, and orgasms came in waves, quick and intense.

Lu Ming no longer restrained himself, continuing his rapid thrusting, the collision of their genitals creating a pulsating symphony.

Finally reaching the peak of pleasure, his penis throbbed inside Wang Yi, the glans tingling intensely. Lu Ming could no longer hold back, tightly embracing Wang Yi’s waist, and ejaculated freely... spurt after spurt, pouring into Wang Yi’s vagina.

"I’m coming..."

"Mmm... Husband... shoot... shoot inside... I... want... ah... to give my husband... many, many children..."

Wang Yi also reached orgasm simultaneously, her vagina contracting, his penis swelling, the two perfectly complementing each other... ultimately sending them both soaring to ecstasy!