It was Qin Wen's stepmother Liu Wanyi's idea to send her to the palace.

She claimed it was to take care of her pregnant sister, but Qin Sheng knew perfectly well what Liu Wanyi was really up to.

She only wanted Qin Wen to use the guise of taking care of her to get into Zhao Yi's bed. But she never expected that Zhao Yi was infertile.

So even if Qin Wen successfully slept with Zhao Yi, what difference would it make? It wouldn't shake her position as empress in the slightest. But she didn't like seeing someone she disliked constantly hovering around her.

Since Qin Wen has offered herself up, why doesn't she make good use of this pawn?

Qin Sheng's gaze was deep, and a barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of his lips. He had already planned a good show in his mind.

She turned and walked slowly outside, gently calling to Qin Wen, "Wen'er, come here!"

As Qin Wen approached, Qin Sheng affectionately took her hand, gently breathed on it, and said lovingly, "Silly girl, aren't you afraid of getting cold staying outside all this time?"

Qin Wen pouted and grumbled, "Sister, this palace is so stifling. I want to play with the palace maids, but they don't dare to talk to me. I really like those handsome eunuchs, but you won't let me play with them."

Qin Wen felt increasingly aggrieved as she spoke.

"It's all Mother's fault, she insisted on making me go to the palace. I don't want to go to the palace at all!"

Qin Sheng scrutinized Qin Wen's face. Like her mother, she was a beauty in the making. In terms of appearance, Qin Wen's face was like peach blossoms reflected in snow, her eyes were like autumn waters shrouded in mist, her lips were like light touches of cherries, her skin was like solidified cream, delicate and flawless, and her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist.

Qin Sheng was also ashamed of himself.

It's a pity that such a lovely girl was raised by Liu Wanyi to lose all her gentle temperament, and instead developed a bit of girlish frankness and liveliness.

She gently stroked Qin Wen's hair, her voice tinged with sorrow and affection as she spoke:

"Wen'er, do you know how treacherous the people are in the palace? Even though I am the Empress, I am still walking on eggshells. You must not speak so casually in the palace from now on, understand? Be careful what you say."

Qin Wen looked up, a hint of confusion and fear flashing in her eyes. "Sister, Wen'er doesn't hurt anyone or destroy anything, so why can't I just talk to myself?"

Seeing Qin Sheng's helpless expression, Qin Wen lowered her head and whispered, "Okay, sister, I'll be more careful with my words in the future so as not to make things difficult for you."

Qin Sheng chuckled softly and said gently, "Having a sister like this makes me very happy. But there is one thing I need your help with."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Qin Wen's ear and whispered her plan.

Qin Wen's eyes lit up: "Can what I'm doing really help my sister?"

Qin Sheng smiled and squeezed her hand, saying, "Of course you can. As the Empress, it's inconvenient for you to handle many things personally, but Wen'er is different. You're young and innocent, the Emperor will definitely like you very much."

Qin Wen had some doubts upon hearing this, but seeing Qin Sheng's firm expression, she had no choice but to agree.

When Zhao Yi appeared in Qin Sheng's palace that evening, the palace servants had already gotten used to not announcing Qin Sheng's pregnancy.

His footsteps were also light.

In the eyes of the palace servants, the Emperor and Empress were deeply in love, a model of affection for the entire nation. However...

But what they didn't know was that this emperor, who possessed the entire world, was most skilled at disguising himself.

As Zhao Yi silently appeared in Qin Sheng's bedroom and continued to venture deeper inside, he suddenly heard a woman's charming laughter, accompanied by the sound of splashing water.

Zhao Yi had been busy with official duties these past few days and hadn't visited Qin Sheng. However, he knew that Qin Sheng's younger sister, Qin Wen, had been sent there by the Qin family under the guise of taking care of her sister.

Thinking of this, he turned to leave.

He was all too aware of the Qin family's tactic of feigning one move while secretly making another.

He wouldn't mind having more women in his harem, but if that woman was Qin Sheng's sister, he would need to test her attitude.

After all, she is still his empress in name only. Although they share the same bed but dream different dreams, they still play the role of emperor and empress in love every day.

"Is the Emperor here?" Qin Sheng's voice suddenly came from behind the heavy gauze curtains.

Zhao Yi coughed lightly, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"I didn't know Sheng'er was taking a bath. I'll leave first. You can take your time."

"Your Majesty—ah—" Qin Sheng suddenly screamed from inside.

Zhao Yi had no time to think. He used his lightness skill to leap over the layers of gauze curtains and head straight for Qin Sheng.

When he got closer, he discovered that there was another woman inside the huge wooden tub. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her smooth, creamy back, reaching her waist and barely covering what needed to be covered.

She stretched out her arms and struggled to hold Qin Sheng.

"Sister, are you alright?"

Zhao Yi hurriedly turned his back, and at the same time confirmed the identity of the other woman in the wooden tub.

"That scared me to death. Thank goodness it was a false alarm." Qin Sheng patted her chest, still shaken. "Wen'er, thank you for catching me just now."

"Sister." Her face was pale from the recent events, and her lips trembled slightly.

Qin Wen glanced at Zhao Yi out of the corner of her eye. She tried to cover herself with her hands, but couldn't find a way.

Seeing the young, untouched body, Zhao Yi felt a surge of excitement, but it was instantly suppressed by reason. He turned around, his back to the two of them, and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Get up first and put on your clothes."

Qin Sheng's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment before she said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, my legs are a little weak right now. Could Your Majesty please carry me out?"

Zhao Yi's throat bobbed, and he hesitated before agreeing.

He walked forward with his eyes downcast and reached out to hug Qin Sheng. Qin Wen gradually let go of Qin Sheng until Zhao Yi firmly lifted Qin Sheng out of the wooden tub with a whoosh. Only then did Qin Wen breathe a sigh of relief and quickly soak her body in the wooden tub filled with flower petals.

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