[First Display of Power in the Palace]

In a small town south of the State of Nanzheng lived a rogue named He Chun. He had no ambition whatsoever. His mother left his alcoholic father when he was young, and his father died the day after marrying a very beautiful concubine. No one in the village knew the woman's background, why she married He Chun's alcoholic father, or the cause of his father's death.
However, by chance, He Chun discovered his stepmother's secret of disguise. His stepmother's true face was even more beautiful than his disguised appearance—truly celestial. He Chun was quickly discovered by his stepmother, who began to constantly bully and abuse him, casting a shadow over his childhood that remained in his heart.
Later, his kind grandmother, learning of his plight, took him in. Several months after He Chun left the village, a plague broke out, and he heard that his stepmother had also contracted the disease and died.
While his grandmother was alive, He Chun received a few years of schooling and learned some fancy martial arts moves at a Taoist temple next to the private school. After his grandmother passed away, to survive, he resorted to swindling and cheating, gradually developing vices such as drinking, gambling, and whoring. People called him "The Street Dragon." At
the age of seventeen, He Chun discovered several hundred taels of silver and a legendary sword—the Rising Dragon Sword—in ruins. He Chun then decided to buy a horse and a long iron spear, and with all his silver, set off for the capital, Lin'an, to make his fortune. Thus began his legendary life.
On his way to Lin'an, one day He Chun saw an old woman leading her grandson begging along the street, looking very pitiful. Looking at the old woman's white hair and wrinkled, haggard face, He Chun couldn't help but think of his own deceased grandmother. A surge of compassion welled up within him. He dismounted and approached the old woman, taking out a few taels of silver and placing them in her bowl. "Grandma," he said, "take this silver back and buy a thatched cottage and an acre of land. Raise your grandson well, and you can enjoy your old age in peace."
The old woman said gratefully, "My benefactor, you are truly a good person."
"Actually, I'm not a good person," He Chun replied, "you flatter me. Please take good care of yourself, Grandma." He Chun helped the old woman up with both hands and then turned to mount his horse.
When the old woman saw the long iron spear He Chun had just bought, she assumed he was a martial artist and quickly called out, "Wait a minute! I see you're a martial artist too. Take this; it might come in handy." She then took out a book from her tattered bag—so old the words on the cover were almost illegible—and placed it in He Chun's arms. "This is a martial arts book passed down in my family," she said, "but none of my ancestors have ever mastered it. I'm not very literate, so it's useless to me. I'll give it to you, my benefactor; perhaps you'll find it useful someday."
He Chun couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking: There are plenty of people in your family who are smarter than me, and they couldn't even master it. How could I? But seeing the old woman's sincere gaze, he couldn't refuse.
Upon arriving in Lin'an, He Chun found an inn to stay at. That evening, as he pondered his future in the courtyard, his hand inadvertently touched a scroll in his robes. He took it out and saw it was the martial arts book the old woman had given him. He thought, "The night is long, and I have nothing to do, why not read this book?" So he pulled out a table, a chair, and two lamps from the room.
He sat down and began to read under the lamplight. The blurry characters on the cover, after careful examination, read "Lü Bu's Halberd Techniques." Opening the first page, the back of the cover read: "All of Lü Bu's life's learning is contained here. Future generations can use these thirty-six halberd techniques to dominate the world."
"Could it be Lü Bu's halberd technique? Who doesn't know 'Among men, Lü Bu; among horses, Red Hare; the Iron Halberd Wenhou, invincible'?" He Chun couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
This book immediately piqued He Chun's interest. He opened it to the first page and began to examine it closely. "Lüshi Halberd Techniques" had thirty pages, each with six illustrations. Each illustration depicted a lifelike figure wielding a halberd, displaying various postures such as thrusting, slashing, hooking, chopping, and blocking. Red arrows connected the six illustrations on each page, seemingly indicating that each page represented a single move. However, there were no accompanying captions or explanations.
After reading the first few pages, He Chun picked up the spear he had bought. Although a spear differed from a halberd, both were long weapons, so it could serve as a temporary substitute. He Chun began practicing the moves from the book, but after a few moves, he found it wasn't as powerful as he had imagined. The moves felt disjointed and unconnected, and each move seemed to sink without any real power.
He Chun had practiced halberd techniques before, though he had learned some martial arts. But the halberd techniques he was practicing today felt completely different from what he had learned before.
Could these halberd moves be the same halberd techniques that made Lü Bu famous throughout the land? If so, how could Lü Bu have been invincible back then? He Chun couldn't help but think: these moves seem more like fancy footwork. I think this book must be a fake martial arts manual. Otherwise, that old woman's ancestors would have mastered the halberd techniques long ago, and I, He Chun, wouldn't have obtained this book. He Chun returned
to his room, threw the book on the table, and prepared to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned. Helpless, He Chun picked up "Lü's Halberd Techniques" again and began to read it once more.
This time, He Chun only read the last two pages, starting from the last illustration on the last page and working his way up to the previous illustrations. After reading the last two pages, He Chun went back to the courtyard, picked up the spear he had just used, and began practicing again. This time, although the moves were ordinary, he felt his blood and energy flow smoothly throughout his body, and the scenery before him seemed refreshed.
He Chun was puzzled: why were the effects of the two practices so different? Was there some hidden secret? So He Chun read the third, fourth, and fifth pages from the end and began practicing again. This time, he felt that the weapon had become one with him, and he had transferred all his strength to the weapon. The moves on these pages began to truly unleash the full power of the long weapon.
He Chun quickly finished reading all the moves at the end of the "Lüshi Halberd Technique" before starting to practice again from the first move. (Here, "starting from the first move" means practicing backwards from the last page.)
As He Chun felt increasingly proficient, the spear danced freely in his hands, thrusting, slashing, chopping, and hacking. The transitions between moves were as fluid as flowing water, and each strike, when still, resembled a calm lake, but when in motion, it was like a raging sea, unpredictable and powerful. The sheer force of the long weapon in motion was enough to leave one speechless and terrified. This wonderful feeling of being immersed in the wondrous and ingenious halberd techniques was something He Chun had never experienced since learning a little martial arts.
However, He Chun soon discovered that the "Lüshi Halberd Technique" only contained thirty moves, but Lü Bu claimed his halberd technique had thirty-six forms. Where were the other six?
For others, practicing the "Lüshi Halberd Technique" for years yielded no results; the old woman's ancestor was the best example.
When Lü Bu was trapped in Xuzhou, he sensed his impending death. Fearing his unparalleled martial arts would remain unknown, he wanted to depict his skills in illustrations and compile them into a martial arts manual. However, to prevent his opponents from learning his techniques, he wrote his halberd techniques backwards. To further confuse his opponents, he connected each pair of illustrations with a red arrow, ensuring no one would suspect the manual was written upside down from the very first page.
He intended to inscribe the secret of correct halberd practice on his halberd, so that only those who possessed both his halberd and the "Lü Family Halberd Techniques" could learn his martial arts. However, due to time constraints, Lü Bu failed to inscribe the secret on his halberd. Later, Xuzhou was conquered, Lü Bu was killed, and the secret was lost forever. The "Lü Family Halberd Techniques" also disappeared when the city fell.
Later, through various transfers and changes, many martial arts masters obtained the *Lüshi Halberd Technique*, and many practiced it. Because they already possessed strong internal energy, when they practiced the halberd techniques from the very first illustration on the first page of the *Lüshi Halberd Technique*, they didn't feel the movements were disjointed and unconnected. Moreover, they forcibly propelled the power of the halberd techniques with their internal energy, appearing incredibly powerful on the surface, but actually damaging their internal organs.
Some who practiced the *Lüshi Halberd Technique* also felt something was amiss. They believed that the *Lüshi Halberd Technique* had thirty-six moves, but only thirty were recorded, likely because the six most important pages were missing. Later, it fell into the hands of the old woman's ancestor, who also failed to master it, until the old woman gave the book to He Chun.
For He Chun, lacking internal energy, he felt something was wrong when he started practicing the halberd techniques from the very first illustration on the first page of the *Lüshi Halberd Technique*. Later, by chance, he learned thirty moves of the *Lüshi Halberd Technique*, and through a few hours of practice, he was transformed and greatly benefited. In fact, the last six moves of the Lü Family Halberd Technique must be comprehended by oneself; they can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words. Only through constant practical combat can one learn the last six moves one by one…
(Author's note: The descriptions of the practice methods of the Lü Family Halberd Technique in these passages are purely for the purpose of the article and have no scientific theoretical or practical basis, so please do not believe them.)
At this time, He Chun felt a little tired, but he was overjoyed, with only one thought in his mind: to obtain a good halberd as soon as possible. The next day, He Chun spent one hundred taels of silver to have the best blacksmith in Lin'an City forge a halberd using the best iron ore. A few days later, He Chun obtained a good halberd.
As time went by, He Chun still couldn't find a good job, and his silver was almost gone. With no other choice, He Chun had to enlist as a servant in the Zheng State Ten Women Generals' Mansion in Lin'an City.
He Chun heard from others that the Ten Heroines of Zheng were ten female generals, each highly skilled in martial arts. They became generals because of their bravery and skill in battle; some went to war because their husbands died in battle, some because their parents were killed by the enemy, some because they were determined to serve their country, or for other reasons.
Later, they met and came together for a common goal—to fight the enemy. Because they shared the same goal, they became sworn sisters. Then they used all their wealth to recruit soldiers and defeated the enemy army. To commend them, the Emperor of Zheng bestowed titles upon each of them and built the Ten Heroines of Zheng's Mansion in Lin'an City to reward them.
Later, Yang Yanyu, one of the ten heroines, married a powerful young prince of Zheng and became his queen. Because Yang Yanyu was the eighth among the ten heroines, everyone called her the Eighth Princess. However, the prince later fell ill and died, so the Ten Heroines of Zheng are now still single, just like before.
During the months He Chun served as a servant in the female general's mansion, his main duties were cleaning the study and training ground in the outer courtyard. One day, while cleaning the study, he casually flipped through a military treatise.
Because He Chun was intelligent from a young age, and the years he spent being bullied by his stepmother had made him quiet and reserved, and because he had grown up engaging in swindling and deceitful activities, he had developed a cunning and treacherous nature. Therefore, the cunning He Chun was deeply attracted to military strategy upon first encountering it; he became instantly fascinated. Afterwards, whenever he had free time, he would go to the study to read military books, eventually finishing them all.
Several months later, ten female generals were ordered to go on an expedition. Seeing that He Chun possessed some martial arts skills, they took him along.
Upon arriving at the border, He Chun started as a patrolman, the lowest military rank, leading a dozen or so armored soldiers on patrols of the camp every day. Later, due to his bravery in battle and frequent contributions of strategies, his official rank was continuously promoted, from patrol inspector to captain commanding fifty men; then to guard commander of one hundred men; then to commander of two hundred men; later to lieutenant general commanding five hundred men; and finally to deputy general commanding one thousand men.
In several unfavorable battles, he helped the female generals of Zheng break through enemy lines with his bravery. Because He Chun was righteous, he soon won over several female generals, who became even more devoted to him, spending their nights in debauchery with them. Soon after,
the Jin Dynasty and Southern Zheng made peace, and He Chun and ten female generals were ordered to return to the capital. At the same time, Emperor Ningzong of Southern Zheng died, and Emperor Lizong ascended the throne.
Shortly after his ascension, Emperor Lizong held a hunting event in the suburbs, inviting a large number of princes, nobles, and civil and military officials. The ten female generals of Zheng were also invited to participate, and He Chun, a low-ranking border general, was fortunate enough to join them.
Emperor Lizong of Zheng had only recently ascended the throne, and to consolidate his power, he summoned several very young princes from other regions back to the capital and granted them great authority. This hunting expedition was intended to win them over.
Among the princes was the newly appointed 'Prince of Xiangfan'—the new supreme commander of the border forces, controlling several armies totaling 100,000 men, including the ten female generals of Zheng. Strangely, he bore a striking resemblance to He Chun.
The hunting expedition lasted for several days, leaving everyone somewhat exhausted. On this particular day, the young Prince of Xiangfan inadvertently fell asleep in his chair. To further win him over, the emperor draped his own dragon robe over the prince to prevent him from catching a cold—undoubtedly the greatest favor bestowed upon him. However, little did anyone know that this act would also save Emperor Lizong from a major calamity.
Half an incense stick's time later, a large group of former Jin Dynasty assassins suddenly appeared from the forest to assassinate Emperor Zheng Lizong. The court officials were thrown into chaos, and the Prince of Xiangfan was also awakened. However, the assassins did not recognize Emperor Zheng Lizong; they only killed those wearing dragon robes. Terrified, the Prince of Xiangfan rode away into the wilderness. The Jin assassins immediately gave chase, and He Chun and the ten female generals of Zheng immediately went to protect him. Emperor Zheng Lizong, under the protection of his guards, immediately returned to the palace.
After a day and a night of pursuit, all of the Prince of Xiangfan's guards, except for his closest guard named Zhang San, who was desperately saved by He Chun, were killed by the Jin Dynasty assassins. All the Jin Dynasty assassins were killed by He Chun and the ten female generals of Zheng. But at this time, the Prince of Xiangfan was also seriously injured and died from excessive blood loss.
Seeing the Prince of Xiangfan killed, the ten female generals of Zheng and Zhang San feared that their rivals in court would incite trouble before the emperor, and if the emperor blamed them, things would be dire. It was the third sister among the ten female generals who came up with a good idea. He Chun looked exactly like the Prince of Xiangfan, and since the Prince had lived outside the capital since childhood, few knew him. Furthermore, since they were now in the wilderness, no one knew of the Prince's death. Therefore, it shouldn't be a problem for He Chun to impersonate the Prince. This way, they could not only escape the emperor's wrath but also have a member of the royal family as a backer—why not? Everyone agreed.
He Chun then put on the Prince of Xiangfan's clothes. To make it believable, he even cut himself several times with a knife, making it seem like he had been injured by an assassin, thus preventing anyone from doubting his identity. Then, accompanied by the Eighth Princess and Zhang San, he returned to the capital to report to the emperor, while the other female generals cremated and properly buried the Prince of Xiangfan's body in a deserted wilderness.
Upon returning to the capital, the emperor was deeply moved to see He Chun covered in blood. Seeing his tattered armor, he immediately ordered a set of silver chainmail from the palace treasury to be bestowed upon He Chun, along with the privilege of free access to the palace.
The emperor then asked He Chun if he had any further requests. He Chun replied, "I wish to be able to use the name He Chun in informal settings." When the emperor inquired why, He Chun simply explained that a fortune teller had said that if he used the name He Chun, his life would be peaceful and safe. The emperor, in high spirits, granted his request, and thus, the Prince of Xiangfan was henceforth called He Chun. He Chun did this because, deep down, he always felt his own name was the best, and he did not wish to live his entire life using someone else's name.
That evening, after bandaging his wounds, He Chun attended the victory celebration held for him by the emperor. At the banquet, he saw an exceptionally beautiful woman, and from what others said, he learned that she was Princess Jingxiang of Zheng. Princess Jingxiang's beauty was otherworldly: flowing long hair, a flawless, jade-like oval face, delicate, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and most captivating of all, her bright, expressive eyes. Every smile and gesture did not detract from her beauty; instead, it added a breathtaking, noble charm.
When she greeted He Chun, her graceful movements were beyond compare, leaving He Chun mesmerized and almost drooling. However, He Chun sensed that the princess seemed to look down on him.
On his way back to the palace after the banquet, He Chun sighed inwardly, wondering if he could ever win the heart of such a captivating, alluring princess.
Since He Chun entered the Prince's residence, he had been extremely cautious, fearing that his false identity would be exposed. He dared not venture into the inner courtyard of the residence, for although he resembled the Prince of Xiangfan, his body could not deceive the concubines in the inner courtyard, especially since they were all rather ordinary-looking women. So he had them all sent away. However, his sexual desire remained unfulfilled. If he were to rashly seek out the Ten Female Generals of Zheng, he feared arousing suspicion. Thus, he could only think of his intimate encounters with those beautiful young women of Zheng.
In the past month, besides handling the affairs of the Prince's residence, He Chun, having the privilege of freely entering and leaving the palace, had read many erotic books in the palace. Among them, a very thick, long-forgotten book in the Imperial Study, "The Jade Maiden's Soul-Destroying Technique," was He Chun's favorite.
The book detailed various positions for men and women in the bedroom, methods men used to seduce different women, how women could enhance a man's pleasure during intercourse, numerous descriptions of male-to-female SM practices, recipes for aphrodisiacs and tonics, and the making of women's special items including sex toys, clothing, and ornaments. He Chun was captivated by the book, secretly taking it back to his palace to study it diligently. His bedroom skills improved significantly, and by combining the tonic recipes with the blood of the Black Dragon, his sexual stamina was further enhanced.
During this month, He Chun wasn't idle either; he took in six maids. Although these six maids entered the He household for different reasons—some sold themselves to bury their fathers, some were framed, and some were oppressed by their masters—
they shared several common traits: they were ruthless and cruel, yet fiercely loyal to He Chun. These were the main reasons He Chun chose them. He Chun knew that to eventually conquer all the beauties in the world, he needed several capable subordinates.
He Chun taught them many SM torture methods from the "Jade Maiden Soul-Destroying Technique." After several months of instruction, the six women's training skills improved rapidly. He Chun was very satisfied and gave them new names: Peach Bamboo, Orchid Bamboo, Chrysanthemum Bamboo, Plum Bamboo, Cloud Bamboo, and Rain Bamboo.
One day, while He Chun was handling affairs of the Prince's residence, a palace maid ran in to deliver a message: "The Empress Dowager requests the Prince's presence. If the Prince does not come, the Empress Dowager will come to the Prince's residence in person."
He Chun sensed something was wrong. Although the Prince of Xiangfan had been raised by the Empress Dowager in his childhood and later grew up in his own fiefdom, the Empress Dowager didn't know the lecherous Prince of Xiangfan. However, as the saying goes, every mother knows her own son. He had never paid his respects to the Empress Dowager before, so this was the third time she had summoned him that day. But the Eighth Princess was not by his side. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go.
He Chun entered the palace where the Empress Dowager resided. A palace maid informed the Empress Dowager, and He Chun, filled with unease, approached her. He saw a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix robe sitting on a phoenix chair. Her beautiful eyes were particularly alluring, capable of seducing any man in the world, and her rosy, sensual cherry lips seemed to beckon to his large penis. He Chun's penis instantly became erect, and he wanted to take her to bed immediately.
The Empress Dowager was overjoyed to see her son, but upon first seeing He Chun, the mother-son connection made her feel that he was not her son. However, the fact that the Prince of Xiangfan was an imposter was a matter of utmost importance; if she made a mistake, it would be a huge joke. She could not act rashly, so she dismissed her attendants and prepared to clarify the matter.
The Empress Dowager said, "My son, have you been particularly busy lately, or perhaps indulging in pleasure and neglecting state affairs, to the point that you've even forgotten to pay your respects to your mother?"
He Chun hurriedly replied, "Your son has been handling affairs of the Prince's residence, so I haven't been able to pay my respects to your mother. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
The Empress Dowager continued, "Is that so? Your son's recent focus on state affairs is a blessing for the court and the people. Your Majesty often recalls how His Majesty was very mischievous as a child. Once, during a game, he broke the late Emperor's favorite vase. The late Emperor severely punished your son, and Your Majesty was subsequently framed by a villain..." The Empress Dowager framed the Prince of Xiangfan for failing to raise his son properly, resulting in the Prince being banished to the Cold Palace and separated from him. She claimed the Empress Dowager couldn't remember the color of the vase, but the Prince did.
He Chun cursed inwardly, "What am I going to do? I don't know anything about this, and this slut dares to ask such a question! I'll tear her cunt apart!" But aloud, he said, "Your subject doesn't remember the color of the vase."
In reality, the Empress Dowager wanted to test the Prince of Xiangfan with this childhood incident that hadn't happened. He Chun's answer gave him away.
The Empress Dowager's face immediately darkened, and she said, "Who are you? The Prince didn't break a vase when he was a child."
Seeing his scheme exposed, He Chun thought, "If I don't act quickly, it might implicate the Ten Heroines of Zheng and many others." So he leaped up and, taking advantage of the Empress Dowager's momentary lapse in attention, slashed her on the back of the neck. The Empress Dowager immediately fainted. He Chun was no longer the naive young man he once was. Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts, but he was also incredibly shrewd. His knife strike was perfectly timed, knocking the Empress Dowager unconscious without injuring her.
He Chun helped the Empress Dowager to a chair and called out, "Someone come here!" Several palace maids immediately rushed over. He Chun continued, "The Empress Dowager is feeling slightly unwell and finds the dampness in her palace too strong. She wishes to rest at my residence."
The maids then carried the Empress Dowager to the residence.
He Chun dismissed everyone in the residence, then gently placed the Empress Dowager's delicate body on the bed. He immediately removed his own clothes and then all of the Empress Dowager's garments, and was immediately stunned by the beauty of her body.
A meticulously sculpted body appeared, causing He Chun's penis to swell uncontrollably. Her skin was as white as jade, and her breasts, like two small hills, were high and firm, resembling a maiden's. The two pink nipples, the size of red beans, surrounded by coin-sized areolas, were a delicate pink that seemed to blend seamlessly into the breasts, creating a perfect whole. Her mons pubis was
prominently raised, and there was not a single pubic hair around her vulva—she was a "white tiger" (a woman with no pubic hair). Her two pink labia majora were tightly closed, with only a thin slit in the middle. It was incredibly beautiful, and coupled with her slender waist, she was simply a perfect beauty.
Seeing all this and smelling the sweet fragrance emanating from her mature body, He Chun was almost bleeding from his nose and mouth. He immediately grabbed her two large breasts with his large hands and began to knead them vigorously.
At this moment, the Empress Dowager slowly awoke. Seeing herself completely naked, she screamed. He Chun, quick as a flash, immediately covered her mouth with his hand. The Empress Dowager began to struggle. He Chun said fiercely to her, "If you scream or struggle again, I'll lock you naked in a dog cage and hang you at the city gate with the dogs, and stick a dog's penis into your vagina so the whole city can see your lewd state. I mean what I say." Hearing He Chun's threat, the Empress Dowager immediately stopped struggling, and He Chun slowly released her.
"Now you can taste my big cock," He Chun said.
When the Empress Dowager saw He Chun's large, shiny black penis, as thick as a child's arm, with several small glans the size of broad beans, she was greatly surprised. She thought to herself: "I am skilled in seduction and adept in bed, but I have never seen such a large, peculiar penis. If I were to insert it into my vagina, it would surely burst." She immediately pleaded, "Please, don't do this! I won't tell you about your impersonation."
He Chun didn't care about such things. He thought, "If I can't take you under my control, it will be dangerous," and thrust in. At first, her vagina was too tight, and he could only insert halfway. Although the Empress Dowager had given birth, she had been banished to the cold palace years ago, and her vagina had rarely been used. Furthermore, the Empress Dowager was skilled in seduction, so her vagina was very tight. He Chun didn't rush in. He stirred his penis around her vagina, and when he felt it loosen slightly, he thrust straight in, hitting her very core.
Because her vagina hadn't been penetrated in a long time, the Empress Dowager's libido was temporarily suppressed, and her vagina wasn't wet. When He Chun thrust in halfway, she already felt a throbbing pain in her vagina, an unbearable agony. When He Chun's penis was fully inside, her beautiful brows furrowed, feeling as if her vagina was being torn apart, like being driven into a large wooden stake, and she couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
He Chun felt that his penis was tightly enveloped by the Empress Dowager's flesh, and it wasn't advisable to immediately begin the method of deep penetration with every thrust. Therefore, He Chun used the "Nine Shallow and One Deep" method from the "Jade Maiden Soul-Destroying Technique" for dealing with a newly deflowered girl.
The Empress Dowager was already a woman in her thirties, in her prime, and her previously suppressed libido was slowly released by He Chun's nine shallow and one deep penetration method. Her vagina began to wet, gradually adapting to He Chun's large penis.
Seeing that her vagina was much more open, He Chun began using a seven-shallow-two-deep technique. The Empress Dowager felt the pain in her vagina begin to lessen, and the feeling of fullness and comfort excited her greatly. With each insertion, the Empress Dowager's cherry-like lips gradually emitted melodious moans, and He Chun slowly increased the depth of each thrust.
After half an incense stick's time, the Empress Dowager felt that her vagina had completely adapted to He Chun's large penis. The swelling and pain in her vagina had disappeared, replaced by an unparalleled comfort from the in-and-out movement of this unusually large penis. Her vaginal fluids flowed continuously from the vaginal walls, making it incredibly moist, and her moans grew louder. He Chun became even more excited upon hearing such melodious moans and immediately adopted a deep thrusting technique, penetrating to the very core with each insertion.
The Empress Dowager cried out, "Don't push to the core anymore, I can't take it!"
"I'll do whatever Mother wishes," He Chun stopped thrusting, leaving only half of his glans inside her vagina.
The Empress Dowager felt a strong sense of loss welling up inside her, her body feeling as if it had fallen into an abyss. She murmured, "Don't stop."
"Isn't Mother afraid of being penetrated again?" He Chun teased deliberately.
"Good son, hurry up and put it in, Mother begs you. It doesn't matter if you penetrate my core again, I like it when you penetrate my core, Mother's hole is so itchy, use your cock to fuck Mother's little cunt hard."
He Chun thrust his hips forward, his cock once again penetrating all the way in, hitting the core, and began to thrust violently again. "So Mother didn't really not want it? She wanted more..." The Empress Dowager blushed upon hearing this, showing a girlish shyness.
"Mother, you're so tight, how is it, is it swollen?" He Chun asked lewdly.
“…Ah!…Slower…Slower. Your cock is so big! Oh…So…comfortable…Faster, faster…Faster, thrust deeper!”
At this moment, the emptiness in the Empress Dowager’s lower body was once again filled by the thick, long penis, and she began to be submerged in the vortex of lust, her body feeling as if it were melting into the flames of desire. “No…No…Don’t…Stop…Ah…”
He Chun kept thrusting his penis, frantically pounding it in the Empress Dowager’s vagina. The penis went in and out of the Empress Dowager’s little cunt, causing her pink labia to open and close, and the layers of flesh inside her vagina to turn and tumble under the movement of the penis. He Chun felt as if his penis was submerged in an ocean of flesh, warm, soft, and greasy, extremely enjoyable. Large swathes of flesh… Her vaginal fluids gushed out from their point of contact with each thrust of the enormous glans.
He Chun's massive penis continued to plow the Empress Dowager's fertile soil.
The Empress Dowager was being fucked to the point of ecstasy, her vaginal fluids gushing out, and she kept moaning: "My good son... my darling mother... you're fucking me to death... my lover... my dear husband... I can't fuck you anymore... oh... my little hole can't be so wanton anymore... you're really going to fuck me to death... my cunt... ah..."
The Empress Dowager was now completely dazed by He Chun's fucking, the fierce and continuous hundreds of thrusts leaving her weak and powerless. This was understandable; she had given birth at seventeen and was subsequently banished to the cold palace, not having been near a man for over ten years. Although she had now been released, This cold, austere palace life was all she knew from now on, and she was only in her thirties. Now she had finally experienced the sex she had always dreamed of, and the man before her possessed a large, thick, and powerful penis. Being so fiercely violated by him, the Empress Dowager was finding it almost unbearable.
In He Chun's mind, having such a noble and beautiful woman beneath him had always been just an unrealistic fantasy, but now it had become reality. Thinking of this, coupled with the Empress Dowager's lewd moans, He Chun's lust was aroused. He immediately changed positions, spreading the Empress Dowager's two smooth, white legs apart and lifting them high, placing them on his left and right shoulders, his penis constantly shifting angles and thrusting hard. He thrust it in.
The sound of his penis entering her vagina was heard, a soft "plop..." He Chun's hands gripped the Empress Dowager's white, glistening breasts, kneading them vigorously, their shape shifting constantly in his hands. He also kissed the Empress Dowager's smooth, white legs incessantly.
His penis thrust in and out rapidly, ravaging the Empress Dowager's plump, cunt like a storm. The Empress Dowager slowly imagined herself as a small boat adrift in a storm, helpless against the tempest, her vaginal fluids gushing uncontrollably. She cried out loudly as he thrust, "My good son, you really...you really know how to...thrust...my cunt is about to be torn apart, I'm going to die! Oh...fuck me to death...fuck my little cunt raw!" "
Mother, what do you think I really know how to thrust?" "
You're so annoying, don't talk nonsense, you're embarrassing me to death!"
"Good mother, will you tell me or not?" He
Chun thrust in and out several more times, pressing his large glans tightly against her clitoris. He stopped thrusting and instead began to rub and grind incessantly, until the Empress Dowager's clitoris and tender flesh were unbearably itchy and tingling. Her heart trembled, and she cried out loudly, "Okay! I'll talk! I'll talk!" "
Okay, talk quickly!"
"You really know how to penetrate! My little hole is about to be torn apart by you! I'm going to die!" After saying this, a blush spread across her face, and she turned her face away from the bed in shame.
He Chun laughed heartily. He was deliberately being mischievous, wanting to completely conquer her body and soul, to solidify his position in the court. So he continued thrusting and grinding, grinding back and forth, becoming even more ruthless. "Splash...splash..." The Empress Dowager's juices gushed forth, and she uttered endless groans.
"Plop..." The lewd sound of scrotum hitting vulva repeatedly reached the ears of the Empress Dowager.
Her face flushed red, she thought to herself that she was naked and having sex with a strange man who looked exactly like her son on the dragon bed in the palace. She still couldn't believe this incredibly depraved thing was real. Moreover, the man before her was so skilled in bed, his penis so large, thick, and powerful—a world apart from the Emperor's small penis. How could she not have known before that such captivating pleasure, comfort, and intoxicating joy existed in the world? This was a feeling she had never experienced before.
The Empress Dowager laughed coquettishly, moaning lasciviously: "Ah...good...beautiful...good...pleasant...ah...harder...thrust...pleasant...mmm...mmm...harder...thrust...deeper...ah..."
She thrust her chest and lifted her vulva with pleasure, twisting and turning her jade-like buttocks, trying her best to cooperate with He Chun's movements, enjoying the pleasurable sensation of being fucked and the unique, wonderful taste.
"Mother, do you like your son's big cock? I'll fuck you every day, okay?"
"Ah...yes...ah, my good son, my dear brother, my little hole is waiting for you to fuck it every day. My little slutty hole will always...belong only to you, and will only be fucked by you...by you alone."
Hearing this, He Chun worked even harder.
The Empress Dowager naturally raised her vulva, her jade buttocks swaying back and forth, side to side, as she said,
"My good son... my darling... Mother feels so good... Heavens! Your skills are so good... Ah... my good son's penis... so thick... so powerful... It's filling... gripping my little hole... so tight... so full and wonderful... It's making me... lose my mind... Mmm... Mmm... Darling... my... little hole... so itchy... so sore... so tingly... so numb... Mmm... my flower heart... has been... shattered by you... Quickly... stop for a moment... Ahh... my little devil... I can't take it anymore... You... you stop for a moment... I'm about to... cum... my good son... good brother... my sweet sister really... can't take it anymore... You are truly... my... nemesis... Ah!"
He Chun ignored all this and continued to grind his strangely large penis against the already overflowing valley, the protruding edges on the glans had already turned the peach blossom cave into a muddy mess. The Empress Dowager's chest heaved rapidly, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy. A moment later, a surge of heat gushed from deep within her vagina, scalding He Chun's glans and sending a shiver through him. He Chun, unable to control himself, also ejaculated.
He Chun was exhausted; he had never seen a woman with such stamina. Truly a woman skilled in seduction and exceptional in bed. If he hadn't read the "Jade Maiden's Soul-Sealing Technique" and used those aphrodisiacs, he probably would have ejaculated long ago. However, today he had finally tamed this beautiful prey, and his status in the capital was now secure. He ordered that no one disturb them, and then, embracing the Empress Dowager, they fell asleep, his penis still inside her.

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