Yu Qianqian felt the pain of her bones cracking and popping. She struggled desperately under him with both hands and feet, but due to her weak strength, she was defeated and captured time and time again. However, she was unwilling to succumb to this violent and lewd temptation. No matter how Mu Beichen tormented her, his angry and cold face remained unchanged.

"Mu Beichen, I hate you!"

"Get out! Get out of here!"

He seemed not to hear the roars at all, still domineeringly suppressing the delicate body beneath him, not giving her even the slightest chance to breathe or resist.

Such a brutal and forceful act of domination may have stemmed from both venting anger and an uncontrollable lust.

Even if it has to be done in an extreme way, he must let her know that from ancient times to the present, the majesty of an emperor is inviolable. He may go to any lengths to favor her, but he will never allow her to cross that line, even at the cost of his life.

Golden beams of light flickered within the lotus-shaped candlesticks, and two figures could be vaguely seen colliding outside the red silk curtains of the bedchamber. They suddenly flipped and intertwined, filling the room with a fragrant aroma.

"I'll give you one last chance to explain yourself. Tell me, who is that man?" Mu Beichen flicked his finger, pressing it against Yu Qianqian's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Why bring him into the palace?

What unspeakable secret is there between you two?

Yu Qianqian paused for a moment, her eyes fixed on Mu Beichen's flushed handsome face. After thinking it over, she suddenly realized what was going on.

So the reason this man came to my door late at night was to confront me and demand an explanation.

"Fine, since you've unfortunately become my suspect, I have nothing more to say." She raised her eyebrows slightly, her smile mysterious and relaxed. "As you think, I do admire that man, so I just messed around. What are you going to do about it?"

He glanced sideways tentatively, and the man in his line of sight suddenly changed his expression. His slightly lowered eyes slowly rose, and his sharp gaze, filled with a chilling coldness, pierced his heart and soul. As he tried his best to control his emotions, his voice trembled slightly: "Why?"

Having successfully provoked Mu Beichen, Yu Qianqian secretly rejoiced. However, in the instant her gaze swept across the ceiling, she didn't expect that a pair of angry eyes would glare at her from just inches away.

“Because he’s better looking than you, and more manly than you…” She had only spoken halfway when she unexpectedly felt an arm suddenly wrap around her waist. With a sudden tremor of the large hand beneath her, she was lifted into the air and firmly imprisoned in the arms of the furious man.

Mu Beichen lowered his head, his beautiful eyes flashing with a sharp, cold light as he looked down at her. He slowly spoke, his deep, magnetic voice escaping his lips, "What makes him more handsome than me? What makes him more manly? Hmm—"

"Hmm..."

Yu Qianqian opened her mouth, but before she could utter a single word, she was suddenly kissed domineeringly by him. His thin lips, filled with the exotic fragrance of hormones, poured into her mouth. In her confusion and infatuation, she could only let him entangle and attack her wildly.

A layer of beaded curtain, a layer of warm tent, the shimmering light reflecting off their figures as they repeatedly tumbled and fell, their entanglement as passionate as a pair of lovebirds.

The battle raged on inside the tent, occasionally punctuated by delicate screams: "Ahhh... Mu Beichen, you perverted bastard!"

A barrage of rebukes, like the clashing of metal and jade, followed: "Didn't you just say I wasn't manly enough? If you're so capable, then shut up and stop yelling!"