Out of desperation, Jia Zhen had no choice but to take a gamble.
He was willing to gamble away the entire Ningguo Mansion, because if he failed, he would have no face to remain in office.
So he mortgaged the Ningguo Mansion and gambled at the brothel, the "Rosy Business," the only place where he could recoup his losses!
At first, he actually won, winning ten thousand taels of silver.
This was enough to pay off his debts. In fact, if he had backed out, the loss of face would have been secondary; the key was avoiding being dragged into the mess.
His gambling luck made Jia Zhen incredibly confident. He was unaware that his cousin, Jia She, had previously thought the same way.
Then, and then, nothing happened.
The good news was that he had mortgaged the Ningguo Mansion, and of the ten thousand taels, fifty thousand remained!
The bad news was that if he couldn't repay the loan within three months, the Ningguo Mansion would belong to someone else!
That included the fertile fields outside the city and the shops within the city!
Once he becomes part of the Zhang family, all the Jia family members managing the business there will be driven away. With so many mouths to spit him out, they could kill him with their words!
Thinking of this, Jia Zhen felt completely lost and fainted.
When he awoke, he found himself sent back to the Ningguo Mansion.
Now, all was gloomy. Jia Zhen couldn't feel any joy. Even when his beautiful daughter-in-law, Qin Keqing, came to visit, he had no interest whatsoever. Although he wanted to, such things were impossible if his daughter-in-law didn't want to.
Aside from the chaos at the Jia household, Lu Ming was enjoying a comfortable life, while Tan Chun and Xi Chun were gradually learning about their husband's outrageous behavior.
For example, while they were learning abacus, he would suddenly enter and force them onto the table to rape them.
The thought of others studying while they were having sex filled them with extreme shame!
Or perhaps in the courtyard, he'd pick them up and have sex with them while walking, euphemistically calling it "flower appreciation."
And at the end, he'd hold them like children and let them urinate in the middle of the room!
Every act was so absurd, so lewd!
This was utterly depraved and immoral!
No wonder the rumors in Chang'an City said Lu Ming was a lecherous man; it wasn't just talk.
After experiencing it firsthand, they realized the rumors might not be entirely untrue.
The women's brothel had just been built and hadn't opened yet because the masseuses and midwives needed weren't properly trained.
In the unfinished brothel, in a large hall decorated with potted flowers and paintings of female anatomy,
Lu Ming dragged Wang Qing, who had come to help, to this spot, pinned her against a pillar, and without even taking off her skirt, simply lifted her long skirt, pulled down her underwear, and roughly entered her!
Lu Ming was now thrusting his thick, long, and menacing cock into the honeyed depths of the beautiful, mature woman before him. His cock, as thick as a baby's arm, relentlessly expanded Wang Qing's tight, fleshy cavity.
Her vagina was also desperately resisting, its slippery flesh contracting and squeezing, trying to envelop and squeeze his penis with its folds, extracting all the semen inside.
This undoubtedly gave Lu Ming another kind of intense stimulation; the constantly writhing vaginal muscles seemed to want to snap his cock in two, but ultimately, it wasn't quite enough.
Besides adding a bit of pleasure for Lu Ming, it had no other effect.
More importantly, Wang Qing's clitoris seemed to have its own will, constantly writhing, unleashing an astonishing suction force, then licking and sucking Lu Ming's glans.
The layers of slippery, writhing vaginal flesh clustered together, like fleshy rings, encircling Lu Ming's thick, long penis, then undulating and sucking with each thrust.
Their genitals rubbed and sucked against each other, bringing them intense stimulation and pleasure.
Lu Ming increased the speed of his thrusts, his firm hips moving like an electric motor, rapidly pumping in and out, causing Wang Qing's full, large buttocks to ripple with each powerful thrust.
"Slut...can't hold back, huh...hmm...haven't fucked you for days...hmm...can't hold back...you slut!" Lu Ming lewdly wrapped his arms around Wang Qing's waist, lifting her right leg with one hand and thrusting repeatedly.
The thick, long penis had left a mess, a muddy mess, with white foam piling up at their point of contact.
It was clear how much pleasure Wang Qing, the wife of the Marquis of Zhao, was experiencing. Despite her status and position, after being coerced and raped by Lu Ming, she had become addicted and actively sought adultery!
This proved the saying: all women are sluts!
If they weren't slutty, it was simply because they hadn't yet reached the point where they could be!
"Ugh...ah...oh...ah...I'm a slut...ah...I am...a slut...fuck me...oh...ah...Lu Ming...fuck me...oh...husband...ah...you're so good...ah...fuck me..." Wang Qing twisted her waist, her buttocks becoming even rounder with each thrust from Lu Ming.
She admitted she couldn't resist Lu Ming's large penis, and she also had a deeper desire: to bear Lu Ming's child!
Perhaps there was an element of love involved, but more so, it was an emotional impulse, an impulse driven by long-term interests.
The Marquis Zhao didn't have many days left to live, and his son, Liu Qi, had been named heir apparent, inheriting the title upon the Marquis's death.
She had lost her greatest support, so she had no choice but to rely on Lu Ming.
And now, the outcome for the two of them!
Despite the risks of advanced maternal age, Wang Qing decided to have a child.
She maintained contact with Lu Ming, believing that as long as she behaved, he wouldn't abandon her.
Therefore, when a mature woman abandons her dignity to please, it's a terrifying thing!
Lu Ming enjoyed watching the alluring, voluptuous mature woman before him, especially as he vigorously thrust into her, her large breasts swaying in waves of white, lustful light. Those snow-white breasts, seemingly made of solidified milk, bounced violently, as if performing a erotic dance for him. Lu Ming, however, did not find this lewd scene repulsive; on the contrary, he reveled in it.
He deliberately thrust his hips forcefully a few times, letting his thick, long penis thrust in and out of Wang Qing's vagina, then rubbed his large glans against her clitoris several times, squeezing it until it gushed with uncontrollable vaginal fluid.