Leng Qingcheng took the booklet handed to her by Ding Bu'er, lay lazily on the edge of the bed, and slowly flipped through it.

Ding Bu'er stood to the side with his head down, his expression a half-smile, occasionally stealing glances at Leng Qingcheng's changing expression.

Seeing that Leng Qingcheng's expression remained unchanged, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For the past six months since he was abducted to the Demon Realm, he has lived in constant fear, especially when facing the Demon Empress.

This is a psychologically twisted pervert who is terrified of being sent for physical and physiological castration if he is not careful.

Fortunately, this guy was skilled in business and could handle those difficult accounts smoothly. Coupled with his excellent ability to flatter, he managed to get a position as a secretary in the Demon Palace, which temporarily saved his life.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Suddenly, Leng Qingcheng's voice rang in my ears.

Ding Bu'er immediately knelt on the ground, crying anxiously, "Your Majesty, I only glanced at you by accident, it was truly unintentional, oh dear..."

I'll never do it again. Please, please don't take me, Old Ding, to be castrated!

I'm already fifty years old, and I still haven't had a son to carry on the family line. I'm just keeping this manhood to make a living.

"Oh dear~ Why is my life so miserable, Old Ding!"

He was so frightened that he cried out, tightly clamping his legs together, a sight that moved all who heard it to tears.

Lin Xian'er, standing to the side, glanced at him disdainfully and muttered under her breath, "What an ugly man."

Leng Qingcheng watched Ding Bu'er's performance with great interest until the other person's emotions were in place, then suddenly said, "Raise your head."

The crying stopped immediately the next second as Ding Bu'er lifted up that beastly face.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Leng Qingcheng burst into loud, unrestrained laughter.

Ding Bu'er's scalp tingled from laughing, and he quickly lowered his head again, trembling.

"Ding Bu'er, I have a question for you, and you must answer honestly," Leng Qingcheng said.

Ding Bu'er hurriedly nodded and bowed: "Your Majesty, please ask whatever you want. Whatever I know, I will tell you the truth."

Leng Qingcheng bent over and lay on the edge of the bed, took a light drag of her cigarette, and then blew it onto Ding Bu'er's face. She then beckoned him to crawl to her side.

"I ask you, do you think I'm beautiful?"

As she spoke, she placed her foot on his head.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is the most beautiful woman Ding Bu'er has ever seen in his life. Your beauty makes those ordinary beauties feel ashamed. Like the bright moon in the sky, your beauty is beyond compare."

In short, she's breathtakingly beautiful—more beautiful than the moon and flowers, more beautiful than fish sinking and geese falling from the sky. Absolutely stunning! So beautiful it's almost explosive!

But in his heart he thought: "I'd rather have one of Grandpa Shen's wives."

He could easily come up with flattering words, as if they were free and just flowed out of Ding Bu'er's mouth.

Lin Xian'er also stared at Ding Bu'er with amusement.

Leng Qingcheng smiled upon hearing this, stomped hard on his head, and asked again, "Have you ever fantasized about sleeping with me one day?"

"I want to... no... I don't want to! No... Old Ding is just a slovenly person,"

How dare I have such thoughts about Her Majesty the Empress? I really don't, absolutely not! How could I dare!

Ding Bu'er was drenched in sweat, constantly expressing his emotions, fearing that he might be castrated like a boar if he wasn't careful.

"In no mood?"

Leng Qingcheng snorted softly, her expression instantly changing, and she poked his forehead with her toes.

"Since you describe me as so beautiful, why don't you want to have sex with me?"

"Are you deceiving me, saying things against your conscience? Ding Bu'er, the crime of deceiving the emperor is punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your family."

Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er immediately panicked: "Ah~ no, no~ Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand!"

I think about sleeping with the Empress every single day, it's driving me crazy!

Honestly, I think about it day and night, even while eating.

I think about it even when I pee or poop, I even dream about it, I think about it all the time!

I miss it so much, I'm going crazy with longing for it!

No sooner had he finished speaking than a still-burning cigarette butt was flicked into his face.

Then came Leng Qingcheng's lewd laughter: "Someone like you dares to dream of sleeping with me, the Emperor?"

How the hell did you even dare to think that? Go look at yourself in the mirror!

Look at you, you donkey-faced thing, daring to covet my noble beauty!

"You rebellious Ding Bu'er, I really didn't expect you to dare to plot against me behind my back!"

After saying that, he kicked him in the face, sending him flying a meter away.

Ding Bu'er scrambled back to the bedside, pleading desperately:

"No, Your Majesty, that's not true! I don't want to sleep with you, I've never even dared to think about it, really!"

"One minute you want to go, the next you don't. Ding Bu'er, are you fucking making fun of me?!"

Ding Bu'er was on the verge of tears, truly at a loss for words.

Either way, the human being is always right, so all I can do is silently pray that I can get through this ordeal as soon as possible.

Seeing Ding Bu'er's expression of being thoroughly played with, Leng Qingcheng finally let him go, feeling quite relieved.

"It seems you don't hold much of a place in Shen Zhao's heart."

Look, half a year has passed, and I haven't even seen a trace of him. You've really followed the wrong person in your life.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty is right. Old Ding was blind to follow the wrong person. That bastard Shen Zhao is no good. Now that I'm following Your Majesty, I've finally met a wise ruler."

"Enough, shut up."

Leng Qingcheng stopped Ding Bu'er's disgusting performance, then continued to flip through the booklet and took a closer look.

"Is this Jiang Haitian the guy who's turned Demon Breath City into a mess in the last six months?"

In response to Leng Qingcheng's question, Ding Bu'er quickly replied, "Your Majesty, this guy has monopolized the entire private goods trade in the Demon Realm."

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