Wu Yun

Since Zhu Wen usurped the throne at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Empire, which had been lingering on for 289 years, came to a complete end. Because Zhu Wen's accession to the throne was illegitimate, the regional military governors were not obedient. After more than 20 years of fighting among the various military governors, the separatist regimes gradually decreased, and the two kingdoms of "Zhao" in the north and "Qi" in the south were formed with the Qinling Mountains and Huai River as the line.
Chapter One:
Six Years After the Great Zhao Dynasty's
Bestowal of Power Kaifeng, the capital of the Zhao Dynasty, In the Tiansheng Palace, within the inner city of the imperial city, the emperor's bedchamber
was opulent and magnificent. The current Zhao Dynasty emperor, Wu Ling, with her long hair flowing freely and wearing only sheer, revealing clothing, lay half-reclined on a couch, her eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Wu Ling's skin was fair, her figure graceful and alluring; half of her breasts and two long legs were faintly visible. Anyone unfamiliar with the situation would find it hard to believe that such a young woman was already 43 years old. The bed was shrouded by curtains, and a woman dressed... A female official in a bright red brocade robe stood guard behind the curtain, holding a knife. The official was named Wu Yun. Since she was 13 years old, she had been by the Empress's side. She was known as the Emperor's shadow by the court officials. She was the Emperor Wu Ling's personal attendant and held the position of Grand Supervisor of the Main Hall. All the memorials from the Three Departments, the Six Ministries, and the Cabinet had to be submitted to Wu Yun's Grand Supervisor of the Main Hall for approval. Wu Yun would approve minor matters herself, and major matters would be presented to the Emperor for final decision. She was second only to the Emperor and enjoyed great favor.
"Reporting—Emperor Tianzhao!" A female Imperial Guard soldier, over six feet tall (1 foot 30cm), clad in black iron armor, entered, holding a spear in her right hand and a precious sword in her left, and knelt on one knee, saying in a deep voice, "Marquis Zhao Jin of Fuyan requests an audience." The Imperial Guard, composed of 18,000 tall and strong female soldiers, each six feet tall, guarded the palace.
"Summon him!" Wu Ling, who had been feigning sleep, said with a bright light. Marquis Zhao Jin of Fuyan was 26 years old this year and was a favorite minister who had specially selected male lovers for Wu Ling. Because of his good service to Wu Ling, he was granted the title of marquis. The court officials all disdained to associate with him, and Zhao Jin did not care.
A moment later, a female soldier led in a middle-aged man dressed in a dusty, short cloth shirt, but with a distinguished appearance. Zhao Jin, perhaps in a hurry and without time to change, reeked of a strange odor, even causing Wu Yun, the female official beside Wu Ling, to sniff.
Upon entering, Zhao Jin immediately knelt and prostrated himself in a humiliating manner: "Your subject, Marquis Fuyan, Zhao Jin, pays respects to the Holy Emperor Tianzhao! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" He then kowtowed several times.
"Rise!" Wu Ling said with a smile, eagerly telling Zhao Jin, "Come quickly to my side." "Your subject obeys," Zhao Jin replied, happily walking towards Wu Ling's bedside.
The female official Wu Yun, without changing her expression, reached out and pulled back the curtain. Zhao Jin, familiar with the place, went in and sat down next to Wu Ling. Zhao Jin was also one of Empress Wu Ling's male favorites. Wu Ling enjoyed having affairs with dirty men, so Zhao Jin never bathed. This was one of the reasons why court officials distanced themselves from Zhao Jin. Of course, Wu Ling only liked it when her male favorites were a little dirty. In court and at other times, Wu Ling required officials to dress cleanly. If officials did this and made the court a mess, they could prepare to pack up and go home.
"Why are you still wearing clothes?" Wu Ling said coquettishly.
"I will now undress..." Zhao Jin unbuckled his belt and threw his clothes out of the curtain, his body completely naked with a long, fleshy rod hanging between his legs. Wu Ling reached out and pulled the naked Zhao Jin into her arms. The two sat facing each other, their waists intertwined. Because they hadn't done this in a long time, and Zhao Jin didn't dare to seek out other women, his limp penis became engorged and hard as soon as it touched Wu Ling's firm, full abdomen, pressing against the Empress's stomach.
"You little rascal, you're not behaving yourself." Wu Ling's eyes were alluring as her slender hand grasped Zhao Jin's penis, stroking it up and down. Her palm cupped Zhao Jin's scrotum, kneading it, causing Zhao Jin's glans to swell even more, turning a deep purple like an egg. Wu Ling pressed against Zhao Jin's chest, inhaling the strong scent of male hormones emanating from him, a powerful aphrodisiac for her.
"Ah~ Your Majesty's technique~" Zhao Jin groaned, suddenly hugging Empress Wu Ling tightly, his legs clamping around her waist, rubbing his penis against Wu Ling's firm, elastic abdomen. Wu Ling's hands couldn't pull away in time, as they were also gripped tightly by his penis.
Wu Ling's breasts pressed tightly against Zhao Jin's chest through the silk fabric. Zhao Jin reached his hands behind Wu Ling's back, skillfully kneading and massaging her fair skin through her clothes. One hand slid down to the Empress's full, round buttocks, slapping her hard across the back, eliciting a groan from the Empress and a tremor in her buttocks.
Because Zhao Jin hadn't bathed for nearly a month, and had deliberately rubbed his hands with the bottom of a pot to blacken them before arriving, the back of Empress Wu Ling's clothes was covered in black marks after this groping. Anyone unaware of Wu Ling's identity would have thought she was being violated by Zhao Jin. Standing outside the bed curtains, the female official Wu Yun glanced at the two people pleasuring themselves inside and felt a wetness creep between her legs. She cursed inwardly, "What shameless sluts!" Although Wu Yun was ashamed of Empress Wu Ling's celibate private life, she remained utterly loyal to her; otherwise, she wouldn't be in her position.
"Ah~" Zhao Jin slipped his hand through the Empress's clothes into her buttocks, his fingers rubbing along Wu Ling's anus, causing her buttocks to tremble. He then hooked his index and middle fingers downwards, digging them into Wu Ling's already overflowing vulva. The silk-wrapped fingers stirred within the Empress's vagina, quickly soaking her clothes.
"Your Majesty, you are so lewd, even more wanton than the prostitutes in the countryside brothels," Zhao Jin whispered in Wu Ling's ear, uttering sweet nothings. Only at this moment did Zhao Jin dare to speak such disrespectful words; those who dared to say such things normally would have gone to see the previous emperor.
Zhao Jin, his fingers still wet from rubbing Wu Ling's private parts, brought them to her lips: "Your Majesty, taste what your vaginal fluids taste like." Without waiting for Wu Ling's consent, he shoved his fingers into her red lips, wantonly playing with and pinching her tender tongue. The thought of the dignified Empress Wu Ling, the ruler of the Central Plains, being treated like a lowly prostitute in front of him filled Zhao Jin with excitement. "Do any of you high-ranking officials have this ability?" he thought.
Of course, this was just Zhao Jin's sour grapes mentality. If these high-ranking officials wanted to be intimate with Empress Wu Ling, she wouldn't object. The only problem was that once you became a male concubine, you'd have to resign from all your posts, completely distance yourself from politics, and live the life of a "male prostitute" who might only be "favored" once in a long while. And the Empress might never touch you again—wouldn't that be a huge loss? Of all the Empress's male concubines, Zhao Jin was the most favored because he not only knew how to please her but also possessed an unusually large penis, thus frequently getting opportunities to be close to her.
However, the Empress's immense sexual addiction was becoming unbearable for Zhao Jin. He was barely 30, yet he already looked like a middle-aged man. Wouldn't he be old and decrepit by 50 if this continued? What if she lost his favor? So, under Zhao Jin's constant whispering in her ear, and because Wu Ling was also troubled by not having anyone to help her find male concubines, she put Zhao Jin in charge of finding distinctive male concubines to bring into the palace.
"Hmm~" Wu Ling pushed Zhao Jin down onto the bed and murmured, "Hmph, comparing me to those lowly women in the brothel! I'll punish you!" After pushing Zhao Jin down onto the bed, Wu Ling stuck out her red tongue and licked Zhao Jin's neck, even burying her high nose in the hairy armpits of Zhao Jin to inhale the scent, chest, nipples, and abdomen. She licked all the way down to the pubic hair on his mons pubis. Zhao Jin, who hadn't bathed for almost a month and was covered in dust from his journey, was licked so thoroughly by Wu Ling that his skin became shiny and much whiter than before. A layer of mud had been licked clean by Wu Ling's mouth. Even the prostitutes in the brothels of the city wouldn't do such a thing, Zhao Jin thought.
Wu Ling pressed Zhao Jin's glans against her nostrils, inhaling deeply. A strong, fishy smell filled her nose. The Empress then took the glans into her mouth and sucked on it. Zhao Jin almost ejaculated from Wu Ling's sucking, but he managed to hold back with willpower. Soon, Wu Ling had licked his entire penis clean.
"Hmph, you've improved," the Empress muttered, seeing that she hadn't managed to suck any semen out of his mouth.
"Sit on my face," the Empress said, patting Zhao Jin's thigh as she lay down on the pillow.
"Yes, sir." Zhao Jin got up and came to Wu Ling's head, spread his buttocks and put his anus directly in front of Wu Ling's face, revealing his dark yellow anus. Instantly, a stench filled the curtain. Even the female official Wu Yun outside touched her nose and cursed in her heart: How despicable and lewd.
To satisfy the Empress's "taste," Zhao Jin never wiped after defecating. If he had diarrhea, he would scrape it with tree bark, causing his anus to be constantly itchy. Despite this foul-smelling anus, Empress Wu Ling was infatuated with it. She simply pressed her high nose against his anus and said, "Tighten it!" "Yes!" Zhao Jin sat down hard, pressing his entire anus against Wu Ling's face. To thoroughly carry out the Empress's order to tighten, Zhao Jin slightly raised Wu Ling's head and then put his legs under the pillow, sitting cross-legged on Wu Ling's face.
Zhao Jin could clearly feel a worm wriggling around in his anus, and he could feel something tightly sucking his buttocks. Zhao Jin knew it was Wu Ling's nostrils; his entire buttocks were blocking the Empress's breathing passage. The thought that the invincible Northern Dynasty overlord was being suffocated by an ordinary person like himself filled him with a strange sense of satisfaction—though the idea of suffocation was just a joke.
Zhao Jin glanced at the female official outside the curtain. Wu Yun remained motionless, but the sharp-eyed Zhao Jin noticed that the official's legs were rubbing together.
Wu Ling could no longer breathe. Her nose and mouth were completely covered by Zhao Jin's buttocks. As the oxygen decreased, Wu Ling's legs tensed up—finally, Wu Ling felt a gush of water spurt out from between her legs, and the buttocks that had been pressing on her breath were suddenly released. A large amount of fresh air rushed into her lungs... It's so good to be alive... Wu Ling savored the taste of her near-death experience.
At this moment, Wu Ling's face was flushed red. Her once dignified face looked like it had been ravaged. There were black and yellow fecal stains on her lips and nose, and a few curly hairs stuck to the corners of her mouth, it was hard to tell whether they were anal hair or pubic hair.
"That was wonderful!" Wu Ling exclaimed, her mouth still sticky with hair. "I was very pleased with your 'Mount Tai Press' move." Wu Ling was not like a woman at all; she had no sense of shame whatsoever.
"Take off my clothes." Wu Ling said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao Jin skillfully removed Wu Ling's clothes. Wu Ling was only wearing a thin garment, with nothing underneath. Thus, a fair and well-built female body was revealed. Although Wu Ling was over 40 years old, her body was still like that of a young girl. Her legs were long and slender, and her figure was curvaceous. She could easily be mistaken for a 20-year-old girl. Moreover, Wu Ling was tall, and her breasts and buttocks appeared even more substantial.
However, the only flaw is that Wu Ling has some scars on her body. This is natural; as a warlord who fought for over ten years and participated in hundreds of battles, it's impossible for her to be completely unscathed. Before becoming emperor, Wu Ling's skin wasn't as delicate and fair as it is now; it was rough and wheat-colored. Those who had sex with Wu Ling felt like they were having sex with a man. It was only after becoming emperor that she had time to take care of herself and achieve such smooth skin, gaining a touch more femininity.
Wu Ling has countless knife and arrow wounds on her body. For example, the round breast that Zhao Jin is currently touching has a huge centipede-like scar, and there are also wounds on her north side, which I won't describe in detail.
"Come on!" Wu Ling placed Zhao Jin's glans at the entrance of her vagina and said, "Fuck me hard! There'll be a big reward if you fuck me good!" Zhao Jin didn't say much and directly pushed his penis into Wu Ling's lower body. Wu Ling's lower body was inevitably a little dark because of too much sex, but the vagina of a woman who practices martial arts is different, it was still so tight.
Wu Ling's flesh cavity bound Zhao Jin's flesh worm tightly, and with each thrust, some of the flesh inside out was turned out. Zhao Jin turned Wu Ling over, and his lower body was like a heavy battering ram, constantly pounding fast and hard, Wu Ling's fleshy buttocks kept undulating.
"Ah! Faster!" Wu Ling was on all fours, her buttocks and waist forming a beautiful curve.
"I'll fuck you to death, you old bitch!" Zhao Jin placed one hand on Wu Ling's buttocks and used the other hand to gather Wu Ling's loose hair around her buttocks and pull it back like a rope. Zhao Jin was thrusting violently on the dragon bed like riding a wild horse, causing Wu Ling to moan incessantly.
Wu Ling, perhaps annoyed by Zhao Jin's slow movements, turned around and pinned him down on the bed (not even worried about breaking his penis), assuming a woman-on-top position. Wu Ling's hands were on Zhao Jin's shoulders, her legs kneeling on either side of his, her buttocks shaking rapidly up and down, copious amounts of vaginal fluid dripping onto the bed. Even Wu Yun, the female official standing outside the curtain, though she had seen it many times, was secretly astonished; no one else could shake their buttocks so quickly.
Of course, before Wu Ling's appearance, society still demanded that women be chaste. The only male consorts like Wu Ling were Empress Wu Zetian and Princess Taiping of the previous dynasty, right? And even those two were certainly not as good as the current emperor. Since Wu Ling ascended the throne and committed various absurd acts, the status of women in the Zhao Kingdom has risen like a rocket. With Wu Ling as a living example, the women of the Zhao Kingdom have gradually become like men. Women are not lacking in politics, business and military service. However, all kinds of absurd things have also emerged one after another. There are sisters sharing a husband, two husbands sharing a wife, mothers and daughters fighting over men, two women fighting each other for a man, and some wealthy women even keeping male lovers, and sons-in-law who live with their wives dare not speak out... etc. These are all absurd things that would be considered worthy of being thrown into a pig cage in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
"Ah~" Wu Ling and Zhao Jin cried out simultaneously from behind the curtain. Wu Ling collapsed onto Zhao Jin's chest, her hips pressed tightly against his. Zhao Jin also held Wu Ling tightly, his buttocks trembling as he ejaculated the large amount of semen he had accumulated over the past six months into Wu Ling's uterus.
As for whether she would get pregnant? Wu Ling didn't care. For Wu Ling, who had already given birth to 13 children, having children was as easy as eating. Wu Ling gave birth to her first child when she was 21 and occupied Ningzhou. At that time, Wu Ling's power was not strong, and the child was the result of a marriage alliance to gain the support of the local powerful Gao family. If her eldest son were still alive, he would be 21 years old this year.
"Not bad, a reward of 500 silver coins. Go to the treasury to collect it later." Wu Ling rewarded Zhao Jin with satisfaction. 500 silver coins could allow a family of five to live a prosperous life for a year.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Jin hugged Wu Ling in his arms, his penis still soaking inside her vagina. "This time, during my travels, I found quite a few male dogs for you, you bitch." "Oh, tell the bitch what it is." Wu Ling didn't mind Zhao Jin calling her a bitch at all; in fact, she enjoyed flirting with men like this.
"I had someone draw a picture of it. Oh, I put it in my clothes." Zhao Jin tried to get up to pick up the clothes that had been thrown outside the curtain, but Wu Ling held him down, preventing him from moving.
"Lie still and don't move," Wu Ling said, then turned to the female attendant and said, "Yun, bring me that book." "Yes, sir," Wu Yun replied, rummaging through her clothes and finding a book, which she then placed behind the curtain.
"Is this the one?" Empress Wu Ling was delighted.
"Exactly..."
Wu Ling listened as Zhao Jin described in detail the men in the book...

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