Golden Dragon watched Xue Ru as Zhao Fu continued ravaging her and suddenly said, "Zhao Fu! Why not make her the Imperial Empress?"
"Ah?"
Zhao Fu looked astonished and somewhat puzzled, not knowing why Golden Dragon would say that. He asked, "What's the reason?"
Golden Dragon replied, "Her constitution is rather special. There is some chance that she may conceive your child. With your Saint-grade bloodline, it is almost impossible for the other women to bear your children."
Zhao Fu could not help stopping and thinking for a moment.
However, Xue Ru was unwilling. Her seductive eyes gazed at Zhao Fu as she pleaded, "Husband! Hurry and fuck me!"
After a while, Xue Ru, her face flushed crimson, sweetly wrapped her arms around Zhao Fu and entered the army camp ahead, where the troops were stationed for battle.
Zhao Fu had already made his decision. He had no intention of making Xue Ru the Imperial Empress. It was not because she was promiscuous, but because Zhao Fu had never intended to appoint an Imperial Empress at all. There was no great reason for it—he simply felt that all his women should be treated equally.
"Mother!"
Mo Yue wore an excited smile as he looked at his mother, whose face was flushed and whose body exuded an alluring charm. She must have just been fucked by Zhao Fu. She truly was a slut, always wanting to be fucked by men anytime and anywhere. Fortunately, Zhao Fu could help her; otherwise, how many men would it take to satisfy her?
The overlords of several generations ago had needed thousands of men to take turns on them before they were satisfied. Did that mean his mother needed a thousand men too? Thinking of this, Mo Yue felt inexplicably excited.
Xue Ru's face