[Beauties Throughout History - Empress Mao of the Former Qin Dynasty] (Part Two)

Beauties Through the Ages – Empress Mao of the Former Qin Dynasty (Part Two)
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Waaaaah ...waaaah...waaaah..." The excruciating pain of losing her virginity forced Mao Yan to scream, but her mouth was being held down
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Fu Deng's kiss, forcing her to keep her eyes tightly shut, letting a few tears fall as she endured the intense pain. The fleshy rod that had shattered her hymen thrust straight into her cervix, penetrating deeply, and a stream of bright red blood seeped from Mao Yan's vagina.
Watching the blood slowly trickle down her thighs with each thrust, Fu Deng felt a surge of emotion as he made love to the woman he loved for the first time. Fu Deng felt the tight pleasure of his penis being enveloped by the virgin's narrow vagina, and so he began to slowly thrust in and out. His lips reluctantly left Mao Yan's, and he slowly kissed her body, kissing her cherry-red nipples. Fu Deng bent down and took a cherry into his mouth, gently biting and sucking, eliciting excited moans from Mao Yan's mouth.
Fu Deng pressed down on her waist, forcefully thrusting his thick penis deep into his wife's narrow vagina, Mao Yan's snow-white, round, upturned buttocks slapping loudly with each impact. Unable to contain her pleasure, Mao Yan's rosy lips, which had been biting her lower lip to emit soft moans, finally parted, continuously moaning, "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Mao Yan's moans truly stimulated Fu Deng. Fu Deng's expression changed, a chill ran down his spine, and a wave of pleasurable sensation washed over him, causing him to let out a beast-like howl, "Oh oh oh oh oh oh...ah..." After hundreds of thrusts, Fu Deng felt his lower body throbbing irregularly. Although he tried his best to hold back his semen, seeing Mao Yan's open lips and tender moans, he couldn't help but thrust his penis deep inside, ejaculating a large gush of thick semen into her womb.
Having fully released and relaxed, Fu Deng was exhausted. Mao Yan nestled gently beside her husband, panting, letting the semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flow from her lower body, wetting her thick pubic hair. "Husband..." Mao Yan looked tenderly at her beloved Fu Deng, got up, and knelt on top of him, gently kissing his beard. Fu Deng could no longer get an erection, his hands only roaming between Yan Niang's slender waist and shapely buttocks. "I can't take it anymore..." Fu Deng truly felt he was about to die, his breathing becoming increasingly difficult; Mao Yan, however, was still not satisfied, continuing to lick every part of Fu Deng's body with her tongue. She gently licked Fu Deng's nose and lips, licking her way down until she saw his limp penis. She became shy and stopped licking, only playfully whispering in his ear, "In close combat, my husband won't yield to me!"
Fu Deng smiled wryly and could only hold Mao Yan close as they slept. After their marriage, the two were inseparable in Hezhou. They inspected the army together in the morning and naturally engaged in passionate lovemaking at night. Their love was intense, and soon Mao Yan became pregnant, giving birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Fu Deng was both happy and grateful. He named his son Fu Chong and made him his heir, and his heart could no longer accept another woman. Meanwhile, the Former Qin Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.
How glorious it was that the former Prime Minister Wang Meng had led the Five Tiger Generals—Deng Qiang, Zhang Hao, Yang An, Lü Guang, and Mao Dang—to destroy the Former Yan! Who would have thought it would end up like this? Wang Meng, Deng Qiang, and Yang An had already died of illness; Zhang Hao, though brave, lacked strategy and was now old and no longer possessed his former prowess; Mao Dang was busy suppressing rebellions on various fronts, truly unable to hold the line alone. Chang'an was besieged by Murong Chong. Fu Deng and Mao Xing had been actively preparing troops in Hezhou for several years, attempting a counterattack to rescue Fu Jian, but nearby towns were captured by the rebel general Yao Chang, who was now advancing directly towards Hezhou. Fu Deng and Mao Xing had no choice but to head north to Baohan to join forces with Fu Shao and other members of the Former Qin royal family, uniting their forces and gathering 50,000 men. On the other hand, Fu Jian's eldest son, Fu Pi, also plotted to capture Yecheng, and for a time, the momentum of the counterattack was strong.
However, this period of good fortune was short-lived. A month later (August 385 AD), Chang'an finally fell. Murong Chong attacked Chang'an, and Fu Jian fled to Wujiang Mountain, where he was captured by Yao Chang. Yao Chang, that despicable villain, after failing to force Fu Jian to abdicate, strangled him. Fu Jian's beloved concubine, Lady Zhang, and his son, Fu Shen, also committed suicide. At the time, rumors circulated that Yao Chang, lusting after Lady Zhang's beauty, had committed necrophilia. Upon learning of Fu Jian's death, Fu Pi ascended the throne south of Jinyang, but this son had lost his former literary and military talents and composure, recklessly attacking Luoyang. Fu Pi died, and coincidentally, Empress Yang was also defiled, brutally raped and murdered by Murong Yong.
The Former Qin had lost vast territories, controlling only eight commanderies west of Fufeng and east of Longxi. Seeing the Former Qin on the verge of collapse, Fu Deng proposed making Fu Yi the ruler. However, the people believed that Yi was too young, and with the country in peril, it was better to establish an older ruler. Therefore, Deng ascended the throne in Longdong, changing the era name to Taichu. Fu Deng made Yan Niang empress and Fu Chong crown prince. At that time, Fu Deng was forty years old, and Mao Yan was twenty-four.
Although Fu Deng had preserved the Former Qin, the situation was extremely unfavorable. They now only controlled eight commanderies west of Guanzhong, and were surrounded by powerful states: Murong Chui to the east, Yao Chang to the south, Qifu Guoren to the west, and Lü Guang to the north. Mao Xing met with Fu Deng and proposed to first take Shangjun (present-day Yulin City, Shaanxi Province).
Fu Deng found this intriguing and asked, "I would like to hear the details. Minister Mao, please speak frankly." Mao Xing then said, "Your Majesty, Lü Guang only harbors ambitions of separatism, but has no intention of ruling the Central Plains. As long as Your Majesty temporarily acquiesces to his sphere of influence in Liangzhou, the north will be secure. Qifu Guoren and Yao Chang have always been at odds. We can spread rumors in Longxi and Chang'an, making them fight over food, and we can confidently seize the strategic location of Shangjun in Guanzhong."
Fu Deng nodded, then suddenly asked urgently, "What about Murong Chui?" "Your Majesty, Murong Chui is a rare military talent, but his vision is not as far-reaching as his brother Murong Ke's. He only cares about the seven states of Guandong and has no ambition to unify the north. Murong Chui will not easily send troops." Fu Deng was overjoyed upon hearing this, clapping his hands and laughing loudly, "Minister Mao's words are quite correct! As long as we obtain Shangjun, we will have most of the Guanzhong region. Why bother with the Yao bandits? At that time, we will wipe out the Yao bandits, Qifu Guoren, and Lü Guang in one fell swoop, and then mobilize all the troops of Guanzhong and Longxi. The Fu clan will then fight the Murong clan to the death and restore the late emperor's legacy." Mao Xing praised, "Your Majesty's ambition is admirable. I will do my utmost to fulfill Your Majesty's grand wish.
" Fu Deng carefully inspected Longdong City before returning to his palace to rest. The so-called "imperial palace" was nothing more than a large mansion, with an outer wall only a few dozen meters high. The outer wall was not particularly impressive, as Fu Deng wanted to save expenses and not disturb the people, so he did not decorate the "imperial palace" much. Fu Deng arrived at his bedroom. Inside, there was only a wooden table and a wooden bed, yet it filled him with immense comfort and warmth, all because of the woman inside—Mao Yan.
Mao Yan, Empress Mao. With this woman by his side, Fu Deng was content. She was currently brewing tea for Guo Jing, and although she was of imperial status, she wore only coarse linen clothing. Hearing Fu Deng open the door, she quickly turned around, smiled and curtsied, saying, "Your Majesty, I'm brewing tea for you. Please wait a moment." Fu Deng helped Mao Yan up, saying, "My dear wife, don't be so formal. Didn't I say we don't need to worry about such formalities when we're alone? No need for formalities."
Fu Deng then sat down, letting Mao Yan serve the tea. Looking at his beloved wife's attire, Fu Deng felt ashamed and touched Mao Yan's delicate hand, saying, "My dear wife, you are the Empress, yet I cannot provide you with the life you deserve. I'm sorry for your hard work and suffering." Mao Yan understood Fu Deng's distress. She buried her beautiful head in Fu Deng's broad, strong chest, saying, "Husband... don't be like that. Just being able to serve you is my greatest blessing. A luxurious life is of no importance to me.
" Fu Deng gently lifted Mao Yan's head with his hand, noticing tears welling in her star-like eyes, revealing her deep concern for him. Fu Deng was overcome with emotion and couldn't help but utter, "Yan'er..." He pulled Mao Yan closer, his lips pressing firmly against hers. "Mmm...mmm...no..." Mao Yan gently turned her head, avoiding Fu Deng's passionate kiss. "Husband...no...no need to be in such a hurry..."
Taking advantage of Mao Yan's swaying, Fu Deng scooped her up in his arms, carried her to the bed, and pinned her down. His unruly hands slipped inside her hempen clothes, grasping and kneading her full, round breasts. Mao Yan's body trembled slightly. Fu Deng began to undress her, but Mao Yan grabbed his hands, preventing him from removing her clothes, and softly called out, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I have something to say to Your Majesty..." Fu Deng grew impatient and asked, "My dear wife, must you speak now?" Mao Yan nodded slightly and said, "Isn't Your Majesty leading your troops eastward tomorrow?" Fu Deng said, "Yes, that is indeed the case." "I humbly request that Your Majesty allow me to lead the women's battalion to fight the enemy." "
This..." Fu Deng was taken aback. He didn't want Mao Yan to go, lest something happen to her. “My dear wife, there’s no need to rush to the battlefield. Our troops are sufficient for now, and I don’t want you to overwork yourself.” Mao Yan persisted, asking, “Is Your Majesty afraid that I might make a mistake?” Fu Deng was speechless for a moment: “…” Mao Yan continued, “As the Empress of Qin, I should prioritize the well-being of the nation. Moreover, Your Majesty bears the burden of national and personal vendettas, and it is my duty to serve you. I hope Your Majesty will grant me permission.” Fu Deng reluctantly agreed, saying, “Since my dear wife is so resolute, I cannot object. But you must act within your means and not disregard your own safety, okay?” Mao Yan replied, “Hmm…”
??? Fu Deng then began to undress Mao Yan, but Mao Yan still held onto Fu Deng’s hands tightly. Fu Deng, puzzled, asked, "What is it, my dear wife?" Mao Yan simply replied, "Since Your Majesty is setting out tomorrow, why don't we rest early? How about Your Majesty inspects the women's camp first?" Seeing through Fu Deng's meaning, Mao Yan continued to soothe him, "Your Majesty, we are now husband and wife. If Your Majesty desires me any day, I will certainly serve you well. But since we are setting out tomorrow, it would be better to rest early, wouldn't it?" Fu Deng found this reasonable, and wanting to maintain his imposing image in front of his wife, he had no choice but to suppress his desire and release her hands. Mao Yan was quite understanding, not wanting to completely disappoint Fu Deng, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and lightly kissed his lips with a "dragonfly skimming the water" gesture. Fu Deng laughed and said, "That's not enough," and pressed himself against Mao Yan, kissing her for a while, "smacking...smacking...mmm," before they fell asleep in each other's arms.

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