Lu Ming stroked his chin, clearly very interested in Zhuge Liang's mother.
His womanizing was common knowledge, and no one knew how he maintained it.
He constantly had sex with women, and women were constantly getting pregnant.
However, only Queen Wang Yi had given birth to a son; all the others were daughters.
The princes were pampered in the palace every day, either studying or otherwise, hiding it very well, so no one noticed.
Zhuge Liang had a mother, and his rival Pang Tong naturally wouldn't be left out.
Pang Tong's mother died early, but Pang Tong had a cousin, a talented and beautiful woman, who would become Zhuge Liang's future wife, Huang Yueying.
They were also from a branch of the Jingzhou gentry.
Offering women was common practice, and they had to be relatives.
The best were mothers and grandmothers, or sisters; daughters or granddaughters were also acceptable.
Less desirable were cousins. As for wives, aside from disgraced officials with no chance of redemption, it seems no one would willingly offer their wives away.
Of course, there are some exceptions, but most of the time it's not.
"Heh, is that so? Then I'll have to go take a look."
Lu Ming smiled. Sending a woman, a little ceremony is nice.
Compared to simply sending a woman directly, this method is obviously much better, and it has a more romantic feel.
"Then we won't disturb Your Highness any longer. I'll prepare a banquet in the main hall to await Your Highness. Maids will guide Your Highness. I hope Your Highness has a pleasant time."
After Wang Chen finished speaking, he left with his sons. Clearly, his purpose had been achieved.
It was better to pique Lu Ming's interest and have him take her away than to send his cousin to the palace in such a foolish manner.
These are all pledges of loyalty. Without them, it would be Lady Wang who would be the next to be persecuted!
"When the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked." This is no joke.
The art of the emperor is all about maintaining a balance and stability of power.
Those who occupy power and dare to challenge imperial authority—well, sorry, if you even have that thought, you might as well bury your entire family somewhere!
The guards had already taken over the courtyard, and Lu Ming walked over step by step.
As the mature woman's face gradually came into focus, he saw a beautiful woman.
Not just beautiful, but also possessing a refined, scholarly air. She couldn't compare to Diao Chan's youthful beauty, nor to his mother's elegant aristocratic bearing, but as a mature woman, she possessed a unique, sophisticated charm.
At this moment, Zhang Feng had stood up, her hands placed on her lower abdomen, making her ample breasts even more prominent.
"Greetings, Your Highness. Your presence is truly an honor. Please, Your Highness, sit down and have some tea!"
Lu Ming went over and pulled open her collar, revealing her snow-white skin encased in a bra.
"Play a piece on the zither for me!"
Startled by this sudden attack, she dared not be angry; today was meant to be her offering.
Zhang Feng was simply not used to it, or rather, still a little reserved. After all, she was a well-educated young lady from a respectable family; how could she act like a prostitute, shamelessly seducing men?
She moved her lips, and finally nodded, "Yes, Your Highness!"
To defile a woman? No, this was toying with a woman!
For Lu Ming, with his current strength and status, he had absolutely no need for romance. Love was merely a solace for two penniless men and women during times of poverty.
Speaking of love, Lu Ming had had love affairs with many women. Diao Chan, his sister Lu Xue, his younger sister Lu Qing, his mother Dong Ya, the Grand Commandant's wife Zhang Wen, Jia Tanchun, Jia Yingchun, Lin Daiyu, and so on—all were loves.
Possessiveness, however, is directed towards every beautiful woman; towards the voluptuous Yang Yuhuan, it's possession.
Towards the noble and elegant Empress Dowager He, it's possession…
And towards the intellectual mature woman before him, it's also possession!
After being brought into the harem, one can still serve the emperor in order, even if menstruation occurs, it doesn't matter, it can be postponed.
Therefore, the mature women in the harem are not in a hurry; when desire arises, they wait until their time to serve the emperor and then indulge themselves.
Besides, taking care of children requires energy; it's better to have them by one's side than to care for them in kindergarten.
The elegant sound of string and wind instruments rises again, but this time it's an intellectual mature woman, her snow-white breasts exposed, playing the zither.
Lu Ming picks up his teacup and takes a sip, instantly taking in the deep cleavage created by her bra.
He's experienced this kind of lewd scene before, but back then, the object was Cai Wenji.
Both were talented women, but Cai Wenji was much younger. Even though she was older than Lu Ming, she was only three years older, very young.
Zhang Feng's fingers trembled slightly, her face flushed crimson, and her body trembled.
For her, trying something like this for the first time was incredibly shameful.
Just like a woman being "trained" for the first time, young girls and mature women were the same.
Their innate purity and chastity meant this.
If they were more wanton, they would probably accept it readily.
The piece ended.
Lu Ming stripped Zhang Feng naked again, leaving her only in her bra and panties—completely naked.
"Continue playing the zither, Madam!"
This time, Zhang Feng took a deep breath, and after opening her eyes again, she began to play the zither steadily.
She knew Lu Ming was lustful, and now she understood. The good news was that she only needed to serve Lu Ming, but the bad news was that she might have to overcome her shame!
The courtyard wasn't a place for sex, but doing so here could still be quite pleasurable.
Zhang Feng led Lu Ming to the room, took a deep breath, and began to undress him.
Her bra and panties were long gone, revealing a voluptuous, snow-white body.
That full, plump, rounded yet not overly fleshy body, her full buttocks and equally rounded thighs, exuded the scent of ripe peaches!
The moment Lu Ming grasped Zhang Feng's breasts, he let out an extremely pleasurable groan.
Lu Ming couldn't possibly hold them with one hand, and her breasts were incredibly soft; the instant his palm touched them, it sank into her large breasts, enveloped by that white flesh.
"Wow, those are huge! Such big breasts, they were born to be played with by men! My lady, I promise you, I'll get you pregnant so you can carry on my family line!"
Lu Ming couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh. Zhang Feng frowned, wanting to stop such crude and vulgar behavior.
However, she inexplicably began to feel excited and ultimately kept quiet.