I traveled with them to the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 222 A Man's Greatest Pleasure
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As night fell, the entire Qunyu Palace was immersed in tranquility and anticipation.

The Western Xia women cleaned the Qunyu Palace spotlessly early in the morning, and then dressed up and presented their most beautiful selves, praying to win Zhao Yu's favor.

The moonlight, like a fine veil, gently covered the glazed tiles of the Qunyu Palace, adding a touch of softness and mystery to this magnificent palace, and slowly creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Zhao Yu is not busy today.

Moreover, to be honest, Zhao Yu was also looking forward to playing with Empress Yelü Nanxian of Western Xia. This empress of an enemy state had already aroused an unprecedented desire for conquest in Zhao Yu's heart.

It can be said that Zhao Yu was looking forward to meeting Yelü Nanxian even before she arrived in Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Capital.

Ok.

That's such a hypocrite.

What Zhao Yu truly hoped for at that time was to obtain Yelü Nanxian, to ravage her in bed, to completely conquer her, and to have her bear his children.

Zhao Yu had wondered more than once what kind of expression Yelü Nanxian would show when he stood before her, declaring her fate as the victor. Would it be despair? Anger? Or submission?

Zhao Yu guessed that Yelü Nanxian would probably play games with him, such as being cunning and patient, and that a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan. After all, she was a very ambitious woman who was unwilling to be ordinary and wanted to do something for her homeland, just like in history when she persuaded Li Qianshun to send troops to reinforce the Liao Kingdom when it was in danger of being destroyed.

Zhao Yu even guessed that after Yelü Nanxian gave birth to his child, she would definitely raise him to be like Li Ren'ai in history, who was "physically in Cao's camp but mentally in Han's" and had his heart set on the Liao Kingdom.

But so what? First, Zhao Yu would definitely not give Yelü Nanxian such an opportunity; second, if the son Yelü Nanxian bore for Zhao Yu was as clueless as Li Ren'ai in history, Zhao Yu would not mind giving up this son at all, since he had plenty of sons anyway.

As for abandoning Yelü Nanxian and not giving her the opportunity to bear him a son?
Zhao Yu had never really thought of this.

The greatest joy for a man is to conquer his enemies, pursue them, seize their property, watch his loved ones weep, ride their horses, and embrace his wives and daughters.

This was not only Genghis Khan's motto, but also a primal, instinctive impulse.

This is a product of the intertwining of power and desire. Strong, lion-like men are mostly unable to escape this impulse, which is also the catalyst for their ambition.

Zhao Yu also had this impulse, especially after he gained the momentum to unify the country. He increasingly wanted to become an emperor like Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, or even Genghis Khan.

This made Zhao Yu's ambition increasingly uncontrollable, and he became more and more eager to seize other people's wives and daughters.

The key issue is that Zhao Yu also has Zhang Chun, a devil, by his side. She constantly instills this idea in Zhao Yu. Genghis Khan's motto has almost become her motto, and she recites it to Zhao Yu from time to time.

Of course, Zhao Yu was no saint either.

This fostered a bandit mentality in Zhao Yu. He desperately wanted to seize everything that Li Ganshun (whom he had defeated, as well as Yelü Yanxi, and even Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan) had.

Furthermore, from the perspective of the Song Dynasty, the Western Xia was unforgivable.

After the Western Xia broke away from the Song Dynasty, it caused enormous damage to the Song Dynasty in all aspects, including politics, military affairs, diplomacy, economy, and people's livelihood. It not only seriously affected the development of the Song Dynasty, but also continuously bled it dry and depleted its national strength.

If Zhao Yu and his companions hadn't traveled through time and recklessly conquered Western Xia, the Song Dynasty would have been dragged down by Western Xia, just like the Northern Song Dynasty in history, leading to the Jingkang Incident.

With such a deep-seated hatred, Zhao Yu naturally felt no psychological burden when seeking revenge against the Western Xia people.

So, as dusk fell, Zhao Yu, as he had arranged with Xiao Puxian beforehand, arrived at Qunyu Palace amidst a retinue of attendants, ready to enjoy the fruits of victory and carry out what he considered the most important revenge against Western Xia.

The moment Zhao Yu stepped into the Qunyu Palace, it was as if he had entered a dreamlike world where light and shadow intertwined. Palace lanterns hung high on both sides, their flickering candlelight casting long shadows of him, adding to his imposing and unassailable aura. Each step he took was so steady and powerful, as if each step was a declaration to these Western Xia women of his conquest and domination over Western Xia and over them.

Before Zhao Yu could even enter, the Western Xia women, led by Yelü Nanxian, knelt down in unison in the courtyard of the Qunyu Palace.

When Zhao Yu arrived before them, Yelü Nanxian led all the Western Xia women in a loud cry: "These sinful women pay homage to Your Majesty! May our Emperor live ten thousand years!!!"

Although they were all women, the sheer number of several hundred Western Xia women made for a very impressive force.

However, Zhao Yu gave a soft "hmm," and the scene immediately fell silent. All the Xixia women didn't even dare to breathe loudly. At this moment, it was as if you could hear a pin drop.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu felt a great sense of accomplishment. Then he directly addressed the issue that the Western Xia women cared about most: "Seeing that you have no intention of rejecting me and are sincerely repenting, I will pardon you all. You may all rise."

Xiao Puxian translated the sentence into Xixia language for Zhao Yu. The group of Xixia women were overjoyed. They stood up happily and looked at Zhao Yu—the new master of their destiny.

Seeing that Zhao Yu was so young and handsome, many Western Xia women who valued appearance felt relieved. Some even thought that this outcome was not bad.

Of course, most of the Western Xia women had no interest in Zhao Yu's appearance. Some looked downcast, others had burning eyes, each with their own calculations, yet they all unanimously revealed a complex emotion—fear of the unknown, helplessness in the face of fate, and curiosity, awe, and even hatred towards this powerful enemy. Zhao Yu, however, didn't first glance at Yelü Nanxian, but rather at the strikingly beautiful Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei.

Unlike other Western Xia women who wore elaborate makeup, the two sisters wore only light makeup. At this moment, they were clad in armor adorned with turquoise. In the firelight, the turquoise on the armor shimmered with a mysterious and captivating light, making them appear even more heroic and dashing. Their naturally curly long hair was casually draped over their shoulders, and paired with forehead coverings, it was both practical and added a touch of elegance to their appearance.

At first glance, their high cheekbones make their facial features more three-dimensional, highlighting a unique heroic spirit, like female warriors stepping out of a mural, possessing both feminine grace and divine majesty. Their faces may not be round and soft in the traditional sense, but rather slightly angular, with a firm jawline, showing their courage and strength, giving people a sense of perseverance.

Upon closer inspection, their phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, with long, slender corners, and a sharp, cold gaze, as if able to see through the illusions of the battlefield. They exuded an imposing, unyielding authority, and their single eyelids added a unique charm, making them incredibly heroic. Their eyebrows were classic sword-like brows, straight and long, like two sharp swords slanting into their temples, complementing their phoenix eyes and further enhancing their dashing appearance, revealing a fearless and indomitable spirit.

Their noses are high and straight, with smooth lines, adding three-dimensionality to their faces and making them look more profound, like exquisite sculptures. Their lips are slightly thin, with a beautiful shape; when closed, they exude a sense of determination, while when slightly upturned, they carry a confident smile, as if no difficulty is in their eyes.

Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei are so different from others; they feel similar to Deng Chanyu in a movie called "Investiture of the Gods" that Zhao Yu watched before he traveled through time.

However, Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei were much taller and prettier than Deng Chanyu, and their figures were also much better.

Most importantly, Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei look exactly alike.

Holy crap! This is amazing!!!

Come to think of it, Tong Guan was a worldly eunuch. How could Liang Da Mei and Liang Xiao Mei, whom he took a liking to at first glance, be ugly? Especially since their only flaw, being tall, was not only not a flaw in Zhao Yu's eyes, but also a virtue.

Furthermore, if Xiao Puxian hadn't recognized the potential of Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei as beauties, how could she have dared to guarantee recommending the two sisters to serve Zhao Yu in bed? If she had actually forced two women whom Zhao Yu disliked to serve him, displeasing him, she might have lost favor herself. After all, while Zhao Yu was addicted to the thrill of conquest, he was also extremely picky about aesthetics and wouldn't tolerate the slightest perfunctory treatment.

Seeing Zhao Yu staring intently at Liang Da Mei and Liang Xiao Mei, the two girls, who had always lacked confidence, finally believed that they might actually have to serve the emperor tonight. Their hearts raced, and a faint blush rose to their cheeks—a blush unique to young girls, a mixture of shyness and nervousness, like delicate and alluring flower petals blooming in the morning light.

Yelü Nanxian observed quietly from the side, her heart filled with mixed feelings. She never expected that her limelight would be stolen by Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei, whom she had never paid any attention to.

Yelü Nanxian then looked at Xiao Puxian, who was smiling to the side. She realized that things were getting tricky. With Xiao Puxian's support, Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei might actually threaten her becoming the leader of the Western Xia women.

At this moment, Zhao Yu looked at Yelü Nanxian.

Yelü Nanxian wore a crimson brocade dress that accentuated her slender waist, yet the gold-embroidered lotus pattern on her chest added an unexpected touch of alluring mature womanhood. A silk shawl cascaded down her shoulders, fluttering with her movements, the silver phoenixes hidden within its subtle patterns seeming to burst forth from the clouds. A nine-phoenix hairpin holding a pearl trembled slightly, its pearl tassels brushing against her snow-white neck, casting dappled shadows on her collarbone. The empress's wide sleeves, woven with the distinctive roundel and beaded pattern of the Western Xia dynasty, made her skin appear even whiter than snow, and a pair of gold earrings inlaid with emeralds further enhanced the captivating allure of her almond-shaped eyes, which seemed to hold spring water.

It's clear that Yelü Nanxian had made careful preparations. If it weren't for Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei, she would definitely be the most dazzling among these Western Xia women, even if she wasn't the most beautiful.

Empress Xiao Puxian intimately pressed her lips to Zhao Yu's ear and whispered, "Your Majesty is so vigorous that Yelü Chongyuan alone is not enough to satisfy you. I recommend that Li Cha's first wife, Lady Meicang, and Lady Liang, both of whom should serve you in bed. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

As she said this, Xiao Puxian first pointed out to Zhao Yu the Princess Consort of Jin, Lady Mozang.

Surprisingly, Princess Consort of Jin, Lady Meicang, was wearing a standard green wedding dress made in the Song Dynasty style.

It is not difficult to see from this that Princess Jin, Lady Meicang, had given in.

It must be said that Princess Jin, Lady Meicang, this beautiful young woman from a foreign land, is quite something. Putting everything else aside, Zhao Yu estimated that her large breasts were no less impressive than those of Ma Xiaojiao, who was already fully developed.

Zhao Yu nodded, acknowledging Xiao Puxian's arrangement.

Then, Xiao Puxian pointed out Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei to Zhao Yu.

Seeing that Liang Damei and Liang Xiaomei would also be serving him tonight, Zhao Yu was very pleased. He praised Xiao Puxian, saying, "This is exactly what I wanted!"

After speaking, Zhao Yu walked over and, without any hesitation, put his arm around Yelü Nanxian's slender waist.

Yelü Nanxian, who had never had such contact with a man before, trembled involuntarily. Her heart pounded wildly like a startled deer, and a hint of panic and shyness flashed in her eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes, full of spring, widened instantly, and her breathing became rapid.

Despite being mentally prepared, Yelü Nanxian still felt an unprecedented sense of panic, shyness, and unease upon seeing Zhao Yu's sudden act of intimacy. She thought of her identity as the Empress of Western Xia, and Zhao Yu as the culprit who destroyed Western Xia and seized the eleven prefectures of Yan and Yun from her homeland, the Liao Dynasty. A complex mix of emotions surged within her. She forced herself to maintain a composed facade, befitting the dignity of the last Empress of Western Xia, but a barely perceptible sorrow crept onto her brow.

Yelü Nanxian wanted to struggle, but she was afraid of angering Zhao Yu. In the end, she could only let Zhao Yu's large hand caress her waist. The blush on her cheeks became more and more intense, as if it was about to bleed.

Zhao Yu seemed oblivious to Yelü Nanxian's inner struggle. With an almost domineering tenderness, he led Yelü Nanxian to the place where Princess Jin, Lady Mozang, Liang Damei, and Liang Xiaomei were.

What made Princess Jin, Lady Meicang, feel very uncomfortable was that Zhao Yu's other hand did not embrace her, but instead eagerly put his arm around Liang Damei's waist.

Already extremely nervous, Liang Damei became even more at a loss. She felt that the fish-scale armor that Xiao Puxian had borrowed for her was completely ineffective in protecting her body, and Zhao Yu's hand around her waist seemed to have penetrated the armor and reached into her soul.

Zhao Yu then led Yelü Nanxian and Liang Damei towards Yelü Nanxian's residence, while Princess Jin, Meizang, and Liang Xiaomei obediently followed behind him...

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(End of this chapter)