Queen Wu Yun

Since Zhu Wen usurped the throne at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Empire, which had been struggling to survive for 289 years, came to an 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 number of separatist regimes gradually decreased. 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 1
Six Years After the
Da Zhao Dynasty's Inheritance The capital of the Da Zhao Dynasty, Kaifeng, within the inner city of the Tiansheng Palace,
lay the emperor's bedchamber in a magnificent and opulent setting. The current Da Zhao Emperor, Wu Ling, with her long
hair flowing freely and wearing only a light, revealing garment, reclined on a couch, her eyes closed in a state of semi-dormancy. Wu Ling possessed fair skin and a graceful figure, with half of her breasts and long legs subtly visible
. Those unfamiliar with the situation would hardly believe that such a young woman was already 43 years old.
The bed was surrounded by curtains, and a female official in a bright red brocade dragon robe stood
guard
official, named Wu Yun, had served the Empress since the age of 13. Known as the Emperor's shadow by court officials
, she was Emperor Wu Ling's personal attendant, holding the position of Grand Supervisor of the Imperial Palace. All memorials from the Three Departments, Six Ministries, and the Cabinet
were submitted to Wu Yun's Grand Supervisory Office for review. She personally approved minor matters, while major issues were presented to the Emperor for final decision.
She was second only to the Emperor, enjoying immense imperial favor.
"Reporting—Emperor Tianzhao!" A female Imperial Guard soldier, over
six feet tall (1 foot 30cm), holding a spear in her right hand and a sword in her left, clad in black iron armor, entered 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, exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. Marquis Zhao Jin of Fuyan, 26 years old, was a favored
minister who had been tasked with finding male lovers for Wu Ling. He had been granted a marquisate for his service to Wu Ling, and while the court officials disdained to associate with him, Zhao Jin
remained unconcerned.
A moment later, a female soldier led in a
middle-aged man . Perhaps he hadn't had time to change his clothes in his haste, Zhao Jin reeked of a strange odor, even causing Wu Ling's female official, Wu Yun,
to sniff.
As soon as Zhao Jin entered, he knelt down and prostrated himself in a servile manner: "Your subject, Zhao Jin, Marquis of Fuyan,
pays respects to the Holy and Divine 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 to my side quickly."
"Your subject obeys." Zhao Jin responded with joy and walked towards Wu Ling's bed.
The female official Wu Yun, without changing her expression, reached out and pulled back the curtain. Zhao
Jin smoothly entered and sat down beside Wu Ling. Zhao Jin was one of Empress Wu Ling's male favorites. Wu Ling enjoyed associating with dirty men, so Zhao Jin never
bathed . This was one of the reasons why court officials kept their distance 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 also dressed like this, making the court
a mess then they should prepare to pack up and go home.
"Why are you still wearing clothes?" Wu Ling said coquettishly.
"I'll take it off now..." Zhao Jin loosened his belt, threw off his clothes, and left the curtain. His body was naked, and
a long, thick penis hung 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 it had been a long time since they had sex, and Zhao Jin dared not 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 belly.
"Your little brother is not behaving himself." Wu Ling's eyes were seductive, and 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 become even more purple and swollen like
an egg. Wu Ling pressed against Zhao Jin's chest, smelling the masculine hormones emanating from his body. That strong
scent was Wu Ling's best aphrodisiac.
"Ah~ Your Majesty's technique~" Zhao Jin groaned as he suddenly hugged Empress Wu Ling tightly, his legs clamping around her
waist. He rubbed his penis against her firm, elastic abdomen, and Wu Ling's hands, unable to pull away, were also
gripped tightly by his penis.
Wu Ling's breasts pressed against Zhao Jin's chest through the silk. Zhao Jin reached his hands to Wu Ling's
back , skillfully pinching and massaging patches of her white skin through her clothes. One hand slid down to the Empress's
full, round buttocks and slapped her hard, eliciting a groan from the Empress, her buttocks trembling.
Because Zhao Jin hadn't bathed for nearly a month and had deliberately smeared his hands with the bottom of a pot before arriving,
the back of Empress Wu Ling's clothes was covered in black marks from 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 and felt a wetness creep into her groin. She cursed inwardly, "What shameless sluts!" Although Wu Yun
was disgusted by Empress Wu Ling's seemingly promiscuous private life, she remained loyal to her; otherwise, she wouldn't be in her
position.
"Ah~" Zhao Jin slipped his hand through her clothes into the Empress's buttocks, his fingers
rubbing , causing her buttocks to tremble. He then hooked his index and middle fingers inside her
already overflowing vulva, the silk covering his fingers swirling within her vagina, quickly
soaking her clothes.
"Your Majesty, you are so lewd, even more wanton than a prostitute in a rural brothel," Zhao Jin whispered in Wu Ling's ear,
speaking sweet nothings. Only at times like this did Zhao Jin dare to utter such disrespectful words; those who dared to speak like this normally would
have gone to see the previous emperor.
Zhao Jin, his fingers still wet from picking at Wu Ling's private parts, held 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 manipulating her tender tongue. The thought of the dignified Empress Wu Ling, the ruler of the Central Plains
, being treated like a lowly prostitute before him filled Zhao Jin with excitement. Did those high-ranking officials
of the court have the ability to do this? Of course, this was just Zhao Jin's sour grapes mentality. If those high-ranking officials wanted to have sex with her,
Empress wouldn't object, but
once they became her lovers, they would have to resign from all their posts, completely withdraw from politics, and live a life of being a "male prostitute" who was only "favored" once in a long while. Moreover, the Empress might never touch him again,
which would be a huge loss. Of all the Empress's lovers, only Zhao Jin was truly 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.
But the Queen's immense sex addiction was taking a toll on Zhao Jin; he was barely 30, yet he already felt like a middle-aged man.
If things continued like this, wouldn't he be old and frail by the time he turned 50 and lose favor? So, after Zhao Jin whispered 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 to the palace.
"Hmm~" Wu Ling pressed Zhao Jin down on the bed and murmured, "Hmph,
comparing me to those lowly women in brothels! I'll punish you!"
After pinning Zhao Jin down on the bed, Wu Ling stuck out her red tongue and licked Zhao Jin's neck, even
burying in Zhao Jin's hairy armpits to smell the scent
. She licked his chest, nipples, abdomen, and even the pubic hair on his mons pubis. Zhao Jin, who hadn't bathed for almost a month and was covered in dust from his travels, was licked
so that his skin was shiny and much whiter than before. A layer of dirt
had been licked clean by Wu Ling's mouth. Even the prostitutes in the brothels 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 , but he managed to hold back. In no time, Wu Ling had licked the entire penis clean
.
"Hmph, you've improved," the Empress muttered, seeing that she hadn't managed to suck any semen out of the penis in her mouth.
"Sit on my face," the Empress said, slapping Zhao Jin's thigh as he lay down on the pillow.
"Yes, sir." Zhao Jin got up and went to Wu Ling's head, spreading his buttocks so that his anus was directly facing Wu Ling's face,
revealing dark yellow anus. Instantly, a stench filled the curtained area. Even the female official Wu Yun outside
touched her nose and cursed inwardly: How filthy 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 itch constantly. Yet, Empress Wu Ling
was completely captivated by this foul-smelling anus. She pressed her high nose against his anus and said, "Squeeze tight!"
"Yes!" Zhao Jin plopped down, pressing his entire anus against Wu Ling's face. To thoroughly
carry out the Empress's order, he slightly raised Wu Ling's head and
then sitting cross-legged on her face.
Zhao Jin could clearly feel a worm wriggling in his anus and feel something tightly sucking
his buttocks. He knew it was Wu Ling's nostrils; his entire anus
was blocking the Empress's breathing passage. The thought of the invincible Northern Dynasty overlord being suffocated by a mere mortal like himself filled him
with a 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 covered by Zhao Jin's buttocks. As
oxygen decreased, Wu Ling's legs tensed—finally, Wu Ling felt a gush of water spurt from between her legs, and the buttocks that
had been pressing her breathing were suddenly released, allowing a rush of fresh air to fill her lungs… It was good to be alive…
Wu Ling savored the taste of her near-death experience.
At this moment, Wu Ling's face was flushed, her once dignified expression now looking utterly disheveled .
There were blackish-yellow fecal stains on her lips and nose, and a few curly hairs stuck to the corners of her mouth, whether anal or pubic hair, it was unclear.
"That was exhilarating!" Wu Ling shouted through her still-hairy mouth, "Your 'Mount Tai Press' move pleased me greatly." Wu
Ling was nothing like a woman; she had no sense of shame whatsoever.
"Take off my clothes." Wu Ling replied,
"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao Jin skillfully removed Wu Ling's clothes, revealing her to be wearing only a thin garment
underneath. Her fair and well-built female body was exposed. Although Wu Ling was
over 40, her body was still like that of a young girl, with long, firm legs and a curvaceous figure.
She could easily pass for a 20-year-old. Moreover, Wu Ling was tall, and her breasts and hips were particularly full.
However, her body had some scars. This was natural; as a warrior emperor who had fought
for over ten years and participated in hundreds of battles, it was impossible for her to be completely unscathed. Before becoming emperor, Wu Ling's skin was not
as delicate and fair as it was now; it was rough and wheat-colored. Those who had been with Wu Ling felt as if they were having sex with a man. It was only
after becoming emperor that she had time to take care of herself, resulting in her smoother skin and a more feminine appearance.
Wu Ling's body was covered in countless knife and arrow wounds. For example, the round breast Zhao Jin was currently touching had
a huge centipede-like scar, and there were other wounds on her back, 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! You'll be
richly rewarded 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 due to excessive sex, but the vagina of a woman who practiced martial arts was different; it was still so tight.
Wu Ling's fleshy cavity bound Zhao Jin's flesh tightly, and with each thrust, some of the vaginal flesh was turned out. Zhao Jin
flipped Wu Ling over, and his lower body pounded against her like a heavy battering ram, fast and hard. Wu Ling's fleshy buttocks
undulated continuously.
"Ah! Faster!" Wu Ling was on all fours, and her buttocks and waist formed a beautiful curve.
"I'll fuck you to death, you old bitch!" Zhao Jin's hand was on Wu Ling's buttocks, and with the other hand,
he gathered Wu Ling's loose hair and pulled it back like a rein. Zhao Jin was thrusting violently on the dragon bed
like , causing Wu Ling to moan continuously.
Wu Ling probably found Zhao Jin's movements too slow, so she turned over and pressed Zhao Jin down on the bed (not caring if Zhao Jin's penis
broke), forming a man-on-top position. Wu Ling's hands were on Zhao Jin's shoulders, and her legs were kneeling on either side of Zhao Jin's
legs . Wu Ling's buttocks were shaking rapidly up and down, and a lot of lustful fluid kept dripping onto the bed. Even
Wu Yun, the female official standing outside the curtain, was secretly amazed, even though she had seen it many times. No one else could shake their buttocks
so fast.
That's natural. Before Wu Ling appeared, the whole society still required women to be chaste. There were probably
only Empress Wu Zetian and Princess Taiping of the previous dynasty who had so many male favorites like Wu Ling. These 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 Zhao Kingdom have gradually become like men, with no shortage of women entering politics, business, and the military.
There were women, but all sorts of absurd things happened. Sisters shared one husband, two husbands shared one wife, mothers and daughters
fought over a man, two women battled each other for a man, and some wealthy women even kept male lovers
, leaving their sons-in-law angry but unable to speak out… These were all things that, in the Southern Tang Dynasty, would be considered utterly absurd and punishable by death.
"Ah~" Inside the curtain, Wu Ling and Zhao Jin cried out simultaneously. Wu Ling collapsed onto Zhao Jin's chest,
her hips pressed tightly against his. Zhao Jin also held Wu Ling tightly, his buttocks trembling, indicating that
he had ejaculated a large amount of semen accumulated over half a year 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, when she occupied Ningzhou. At that time, Wu Ling's
power was not yet strong; it was the product 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 dollars. Go to the treasury to collect it later." Wu Ling rewarded Zhao Jin with satisfaction. 500
silver dollars 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, this bitch."
"Oh, tell the bitch about it." 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 pictures, oh, they're 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.
"Lie still." Wu Ling said, then said to the female official, "Yun, bring that booklet."
"Yes, sir." Wu Yun responded, rummaging through the clothes, and found a booklet, handing it behind the curtain.
"This is it." Empress Wu Ling was very pleased.
"Exactly..."
Wu Ling listened as Zhao Jin described the men in the booklet in detail.

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