The Series on Beauties of Chinese Dynasties – Wang Zhaojun Part 3 (End)

It was Mid-Autumn Festival again, the moon as round and bright as a mirror.

Emperor Yuan, unexpectedly, recalled a dream he had three years prior, a dream about Wang Zhaojun, wondering how she
was doing. His feet, as if guided by fate, led him to the Imperial Garden of Chaoyang Palace. Standing
in the pavilion where he had first met Wang Zhaojun in his dream, he meticulously recalled everything from the dream, pondering this incredible and strange love.

Suddenly, Emperor Yuan faintly heard a mournful pipa song, seemingly coming from the depths of the palace.
Though the song was intermittent, it deeply conveyed the singer's sorrow, bringing a pang of sadness.
Curious, Emperor Yuan listened intently, following the sound to investigate, wondering why such a mournful
song could be heard within the palace walls.

He walked along the sound, passing through several corridors and gardens, until he reached the inner palace, a place he had never been before
. The song grew clearer, and his heart grew heavier with each passing moment. Finally, Emperor Yuan discovered that the music and singing
were coming from a tiled house in front of him. He stood by the flowerbed in front of the house, listening intently. Suddenly
, his vision blurred, and he realized he had been moved to tears without even realizing it.

The song stopped abruptly, followed by a soft sigh. Though it was a soft sigh, it
resonated , striking him as if he had been struck hard
in the chest. Emperor Yuan walked to the door of the house, opened it, and looked inside. He saw a woman with disheveled hair, holding a pipa, her back view somewhat familiar. The
woman seemed to hear someone enter and slowly turned around.

When their eyes met, they both gasped in surprise.

Emperor Yuan saw Wang Zhaojun! He stumbled back several steps, wondering if he was dreaming again
. He managed to utter, "Zhaojun! ...Is it you?" "...

Upon seeing that the person who arrived was none other than Emperor Yuan, whom she had longed for day and night, Wang Zhaojun's pent-up emotions of the past three years burst forth all at once .
Tears streamed down her face like a flood, and she cried out mournfully, 'Your Majesty...' She immediately put down her pipa and rushed into Emperor Yuan's arms.

Emperor Yuan held Zhaojun tightly, fearing that this was another dream; fearing that if he let go, Zhaojun would disappear again.
The pain of their longing day and night seemed to be dispelled only through deep embraces and passionate kisses. The two embraced passionately,
kissed passionately, and caressed passionately...

At this moment, their desire was like dry tinder thrown into a raging fire, unstoppable. Just like in a dream, they kissed and caressed passionately
, their clothes loosened, and they teased each other with passion... Only the carved phoenix bed in Chaoyang Palace had been replaced with a hard wooden plank,
but even so, it did not diminish their passionate love.

Perhaps it was the pent-up desire of a long-dormant woman, the joy of something lost and then regained, or the catharsis of pent-up resentment…
Wang Zhaojun abandoned the proper modesty of a woman, no longer shy or passive. She was like a female
beast in heat, or even more like a prostitute in the dust.

Emperor Yuan lay on the bed, and Wang Zhaojun held his swollen and erect penis, lowering her head to take the glans into her mouth, "tsk! tsk
! tsk!" sucking, licking, or gently rubbing… just like playing a tune on a flute, teasing Emperor Yuan, who was both
surprised her passion and delighted by her provocation. Emperor Yuan could only run his hands through Wang Zhaojun's loose hair, holding her
head, while he closed his eyes, raised his head, panting, humming, and trembling.

Wang Zhaojun straddled one of Emperor Yuan's thighs,
twisting her lower body, rubbing her vulva back and forth against his thigh, the flowing love juice making his thigh wet and shiny. Although Wang Zhaojun's mouth was stuffed with
a penis, she still made soft, whimpering sounds from the corners of her mouth, creating a lingering and
alluring erotic melody.

Wang Zhaojun opened her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible, letting the Emperor's thick penis tightly squeeze her lips. "Plop!"
Wang Zhaojun swallowed the entire penis, until the glans reached her throat, feeling her mouth completely filled. Then
she sucked hard, as if trying to draw out the Emperor's essence and internal organs through the penis.

The Emperor felt a powerful attraction, sucking on the penis, a spasm rising from his scrotum
, an indescribable pleasure. Emperor Yuan opened his eyes and gazed at Wang Zhaojun's wanton appearance. He saw her arched back and buttocks, white
and flawless , like porcelain. He saw her breasts, hanging upside down but not sagging,
still standing upright, only trembling slightly, with beads of sweat dripping from her chest, nipples, and buds.

Wang Zhaojun felt waves of tingling and pleasure in her vagina growing stronger, making her increasingly excited.
Unconsciously, Wang Zhaojun's movements of grinding her lower body became faster and faster, the frequency of swallowing and spitting out the jade rod increased,
and her hand holding the rod busily stroked it... Emperor Yuan could not resist this extreme pleasure, and he forced his head back, moaning
, "Ah! Ah! Ah! ..." Then, "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" Streams of thick semen shot out, all of it
into Wang Zhaojun's mouth.

In the throes of passion, Wang Zhaojun suddenly felt Emperor Yuan's penis throb and swell. A pungent, fishy smell
filled her mouth, which swelled with semen. She involuntarily swallowed most of it, then looked up to
see Emperor Yuan's penis covered in thick, milky semen, with a little remaining fluid trickling from the glans. Looking up
again , she saw Emperor Yuan gazing at her with satisfied, contented, grateful, and loving eyes.

Emperor Yuan sat up, seeing Wang Zhaojun's slightly parted cherry lips, his semen dripping from the corners of her mouth,
down her chin, onto her full breasts, and onto his penis and lower abdomen… Emperor Yuan reached out and embraced Wang
Zhaojun cheeks, her red lips, and the semen still dripping from her mouth.

Emperor Yuan and Wang Zhaojun leaned against the headboard, Wang Zhaojun resting her head on Emperor Yuan's shoulder, waiting for the
passion to subside. Emperor Yuan gently caressed Wang Zhaojun's back and breasts; Wang Zhaojun, in turn, held Emperor Yuan
's waning and softening penis, gently stroking it.

Emperor Yuan softly whispered in Wang Zhaojun's ear, "Zhaojun, I've missed you so much..." Emperor Yuan then
asked as if he had just realized something, "...Didn't I send someone to escort you back to Nanjun? You...how did you end up here?" "

Your Majesty..." Wang Zhaojun, recalling the longing and loneliness of the past three years, couldn't help but burst into tears again,
sobbing as she said, "I have been imprisoned here for three
years. Mao Yanshou did not send me home; instead, he conveyed Your Majesty's decree to throw me into the cold..." Then Wang Zhaojun recounted in detail how Mao Yanshou had tried to extort money from her
, and how she had been imprisoned.

Upon hearing of Mao Yanshou's deception and misleading words, Emperor Yuan was enraged and his anger was uncontrollable. Hearing of Wang Zhaojun's tragic fate over the past
three years , he couldn't help but shed tears. However, after carefully examining Wang Zhaojun, he found no evidence of her "weeping after losing her husband."
Upon seeing the mole, Emperor Yuan realized that Mao Yanshou was behind it all. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mao Yanshou!
You dog slave! I will not be satisfied until I tear you to pieces!" Then,

Emperor Yuan gently said to Wang Zhaojun, "Zhaojun! I will definitely seek justice for you. Tomorrow I will immediately depose Consort Lu
and bestow upon you the title of Noble Consort of the Western Palace... My beloved consort... It was my momentary lapse of judgment that caused you to suffer such injustice. Hmm..."
Wang Zhaojun sealed Emperor Yuan's mouth with her own, preventing him from saying any more words of apology.

Their passion intensified again, their penises and vaginas ready to be filled. Wang Zhaojun rolled over,
straddling Emperor Yuan's lower body, guiding his penis towards her entrance, and lowered herself down. "Plop!" The penis
slid in.

"Ah!" Wang Zhaojun was still a virgin. Although she had been intimate with Emperor Yuan in her dreams, this was her first real
encounter. Wang Zhaojun felt a pang of regret for her impulsiveness and recklessness; she hadn't even remembered she was still
a virgin, how could she withstand such forceful penetration? But then she thought, since it was already done, so be it! This pain
couldn't be more intense than the agony of the past three years! Wang Zhaojun gritted her teeth, holding onto Emperor Yuan's shoulders, her hips moving up and down
in rhythm…

Emperor Yuan watched Wang Zhaojun's slightly bouncing breasts, then lowered his head and took one into his mouth…

This battle would probably last until dawn!

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The next morning at court. Emperor Yuan recounted the entire story to all the officials, deposing Consort Lu and reinstating
Wang Zhaojun as the Western Palace Noble Consort. He also sent men to arrest Mao Yanshou, intending to punish him for the serious crime of deceiving the emperor. However, Mao Yanshou was not destined to die
; he fled upon hearing the news. Consort Lu, unable to bear the blow, hanged herself.

The story goes that Mao Yanshou disguised himself and slipped out of Yanmen Pass to join the Xiongnu beyond the Great Wall. Resentful and
seeking presented the Xiongnu king with a portrait of Wang Zhaojun herself, while simultaneously inciting the king to invade the Central Plains
and force Emperor Yuan of Han to hand over Wang Zhaojun to end the war.

Sure enough, the Xiongnu king was captivated by the portrait and immediately followed Mao Yanshou's plan. Meanwhile, the Han army, seemingly
complacent and neglecting its training, suffered repeated defeats in battle. The Xiongnu, in their pursuit, spread the word that if Wang Zhaojun
"went beyond the Great Wall to make peace with the Xiongnu," they would immediately withdraw their troops.

Emperor Yuan, upon learning of the Xiongnu's conditions, was deeply saddened. He couldn't bear to see Wang Zhaojun leave, yet he couldn't think of
a way to repel the enemy. Torn between these two options, Emperor Yuan was constantly troubled.

Upon hearing the news, Wang Zhaojun was torn with inner turmoil, thinking, "...I must leave my beloved and go alone
to the frontier, where the customs and people are unfamiliar and desolate. How can I bear it... But for the sake of the country
's peace and the people's safety from war, what does sacrificing myself matter..." Having made up her mind, Wang Zhaojun requested
an audience with the Emperor.

She knelt before Emperor Yuan and wept, saying, "Your Majesty, I know of the national affairs you are worried about. It was all caused by Mao Yanshou
... If I had bribed him then, none of this trouble would have happened. So I am also at
fault. Although I deeply regret my past arrogance and willfulness, it is too late... For the sake of the court, for the sake of the people, and
to atone for my sins, please, Your Majesty, grant the barbarian king's conditions and allow me to go beyond the border to make peace with him!..."

Emperor Yuan, of course, refused and offered words of comfort. Wang Zhaojun then said, "If Your Majesty does not agree, then you will implicate me in
disloyalty and injustice, and future generations will condemn me as a scourge to the country and its people, while also mocking Your Majesty as
a foolish ruler who is greedy for beauty and disregards the safety of the nation! How can I bear such a heavy historical infamy... If Your Majesty does not agree, then you are harming
me ; you are not loving me!..."

Emperor Yuan, with tears in his eyes, deeply admired Wang Zhaojun's patriotic and compassionate heart. Emperor Yuan helped Wang Zhaojun up,
and seeing her expression, both strong and fragile, he finally couldn't help but embrace her, bursting into tears and
crying out , "My beloved Zhaojun... I can't bear to part with you..."

The result was another passionate embrace, only... only much more poignant...

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Inside the desert tent, the barbarian king, basking in the aroma of wine and meat, looked at Wang Zhaojun sitting beside him and couldn't help but
laugh wildly: "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Wang Zhaojun, with a seductive and delicate air, placed her hand on the barbarian king's bulging crotch and whispered in his ear, "
Your Majesty , you must promise me two things before I will agree to your requests..." She squeezed his hard, throbbing
penis through his trousers and continued, "Otherwise, I will commit suicide, so Your Majesty will never have me... um..."

The barbarian king grinned lewdly and said, "Haha! Tell me, tell me! ...Don't say two; I'll
agree to two hundred... hahaha!..."

Wang Zhaojun said, "Mao Yanshou has wronged me terribly, Your Majesty, you must help me get justice and kill him...
Also, Your Majesty, you must promise me that you will never invade the Central Plains again..."

The barbarian king said, "Okay! Okay! I'll do whatever you say... hee hee... Come! Let me kiss you first... hee hee..."

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Wang Zhaojun lived in the northern frontier for sixteen years. The Xiongnu king died, and his eldest son inherited the throne. According to Xiongnu custom,
a son could choose to marry his father's deceased wife. The heir wanted to marry Wang Zhaojun. Wang Zhaojun felt this was incestuous and
violated the Chinese ethics she followed. Unable to resist, she committed suicide by poison.

After her death, the Xiongnu buried her with great ceremony in the desert she so despised. Later generations called it "Green Tomb."

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