“I have a way.” A woman stood up: “Sect Master, Ye Qiu is currently hiding deep inside the palace, and ordinary methods certainly won’t be able to get him to come out on his own.”

I've heard that Ye Qiu has a good relationship with Lin Qingzhu, the Holy Maiden of the Supreme Temple. Do you think we could find a way to capture Lin Qingzhu and force Ye Qiu to leave the palace?

"Nonsense." Wu Jing's face darkened. "Ye Qiu and the new emperor are already a headache. If we anger the Supreme God Palace, how will we have a good life? This method won't work. We must not touch the people of the Supreme God Palace."

"Sect Master, I'm sorry, it was my thinking. I feel that we don't need to take the initiative. The Great Dragon League is about to start, and it will be held at the Dragon Capital Grand Arena. His Majesty will be there, and Ye Qiu will definitely participate as well," the woman said hurriedly.

“That makes some sense.” Wu Jing stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and said, “Then there’s no need to rush. We can make some preparations in advance and formulate a plan to eliminate them.”

...

Before we knew it, the night was deep.

That night, the wind suddenly turned cold; it was nearing winter.

Ye Qiu walked out of the main hall, climbed to the top of the hall, and looked out over the imperial palace.

But suddenly, Ye Qiu met someone's gaze from afar.

That gaze came from the main hall of the Imperial Tutor Yin.

The Imperial Tutor Yin was also standing on the top of the main hall. Both of them had extraordinary vision and looked at each other across the distance.

"come over."

The Imperial Tutor mouthed two words.

Ye Qiu hurriedly shook his head; he had just recovered and didn't want to go back.

Imperial Tutor Yin frowned and directly transmitted her voice from afar: "If you don't come over, I will spread the word about how you humiliated me tomorrow, and you will be condemned by the whole world."

"Go ahead and spread your message, I don't believe you have no shame," Ye Qiu said disdainfully.

"Hehe, I also have another name, Xuanyuan Yin. Xuanyuan Yin's reputation is ruined. What does that have to do with me, Imperial Tutor Yin?" Imperial Tutor Yin said with a half-smile.

Ye Qiu froze, speechless.

"Come here, don't force me to go find you."

If you admit that you're not good enough and that you're terrible, then I won't force you anymore.

After all, I don't like men who are too weak.

The Imperial Tutor transmitted his voice again, a beautiful smile curving his lips slightly.

Ye Qiu gritted his teeth: "Fine, you wait."

Ye Qiu secretly decided that this time, he would definitely teach this woman a lesson and make her kneel down and sing "Conquer".

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu arrived at the Imperial Tutor Yin's palace.

The two palace maids at the door were both taken aback when they saw Ye Qiu arrive.

Then, the older palace maid asked with concern, "Mr. Ye, would you like me to get you something?"

"What is it?" Ye Qiu asked.

"The pills, you know, those kinds of pills."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu nearly exploded, his face turning dark: "Do I look like someone who needs that thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qiuren entered the palace.

Imperial Tutor Yin followed closely behind and closed the palace door.

"Oh my, you look furious and full of confidence. Are you up to something? I love tricks."

But I feel that no matter how much you try, you'll never be a match for me.

The Imperial Tutor's Consort is arrogant yet charming, her alluring figure exuding a mature aura, like a ripe peach.

"Enough talk, let's begin... Tonight, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Ye Qiu stepped forward and forcefully pulled Di Shiyin into his arms.

The Imperial Tutor giggled sweetly, "I'm already very good-looking..."