Upon hearing this, Consort Shen stood up in a panic. Looking at the Empress, she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, may you live a long and prosperous life. You are not old at all. We concubines are just green leaves that complement Your Majesty when we stand together with you."

The Empress chuckled, seemingly pleased by her words, and waved to Consort Qi: "Alright, alright, come and sit down. We're all sisters, no need to be so polite."

Consort Shen lowered her eyes and sat back down in her chair.

The Empress glanced at her: "Actually, I didn't come to see you for anything. Haven't you gone to thank the Emperor yet? Go quickly."

Consort Qi slightly raised her eyes to look at the Empress, and only after confirming that there was nothing unusual about her expression did she rise to express her gratitude: "This concubine thanks Your Majesty the Empress for the reward. This concubine will now go to express her gratitude to the Emperor."

The Empress nodded slightly and waved to her, "Mm."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and rested.

Consort Qi glanced at her, curtsied, turned and left, heading towards Chengshun Palace.

Meanwhile, at Chengshun Hall.

As soon as Consort Qi left, Long Jingchen waved to the palace servants, who obeyed and left.

Sang Jiang blinked her phoenix eyes and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to continue?"

Long Jingchen sat next to her, looking at her with a half-smile: "Wife, are you enjoying watching?"

Sang Jiang rolled her eyes at him and moved to the side: "It'll do."

Long Jingchen moved closer to her, his hands restlessly moving to her waist.

Sang Jiang rolled her eyes at him and kicked him, saying, "Get lost!"

"What does 'claw' mean?" Long Jingchen glanced at his arm sheepishly.

Sang Jiang ignored him and slowly stood up from the chair; she had already forgotten why she had come.

Long Jingchen took her small hand and pulled her into his arms again: "What do you want from me?"

Sang Jiang was startled. Only when she heard his voice did she remember the purpose of her visit. She struggled to get up, but Long Jingchen held her tightly.

Sang Jiang gritted her teeth: "Why am I in your bed?"

Long Jingchen looked into her narrow eyes, his expression slowly shifting between confusion and innocence: "Wife, don't you know?"

"Know what?" Sang Jiang asked, frowning.

Long Jingchen immediately felt even more aggrieved: "Last night you kicked off your blanket and kept squeezing towards me. I thought you had to keep your promise, but you started taking my blanket and kept pulling me. I had no choice."

"I squeezed you?" Sang Jiang pointed to her own nose in disbelief.

She's always a very quiet sleeper, so there's no way she would ever think of squeezing someone up. How could she possibly have taken his blanket?

“Yes!” Long Jingchen nodded firmly: “It’s you.”

Sangjiang: ? ? ?

She blinked and then blinked again.

Why does he look like a victim?

Shouldn't we be the ones who truly suffer the loss?

Sang Jiang glared at him and said irritably, "Then you'd better not come to sleep in my palace anymore!"

Long Jingchen has already held her tightly. Why aren't you going to sleep? That won't do.

He looked at Sang Jiang with a devilish smile and said, "It's alright, I just like being bullied by you."

Sang Jiang rolled her eyes at him, pushed away his increasingly close face, and looked down at his arm: "Let go!"

Long Jingchen pouted: "I'll just give you a hug."

Sang Jiang nodded and looked at him with a forced smile: "Is Your Majesty planning to break the contract?"

Long Jingchen: ...

As soon as she let go, Sang Jiang jumped out of his arms and turned to walk away...