The task is difficult.

It's very difficult.

After Xixi finished washing and dressing, she sat on the soft couch and pondered deeply.

The hatred for the murderer of one's mother is irreconcilable, let alone the future emperor. Therefore, after the seventh prince ascended the throne, he immediately ordered the death of the late emperor's Consort Yi, who was also Xi Xi's aunt.

After that, the entire Bai family was sentenced to be executed, and Bai's father's branch of the family was forbidden from rising again.

The original owner, with a pure and innocent heart, sacrificed his own soul power, only hoping to preserve the family's glory and prevent his father from dying in despair.

The original owner was a weak woman, what could she do? She was just forced into a desperate situation and wanted to find a way to survive. As for how to do it, that was Ling Tu Xi Xi's business.

Eagerness doesn't guarantee success, so Xi Xi wouldn't blindly try to please the Seventh Prince. Besides, after seeing her own appearance, she immediately had an idea.

Her skin was like solidified cream, her thin lips were red without lipstick, her eyebrows were black without makeup, and her dimples, which were faintly visible, added a touch of innocence and romance. It was all a beauty trap.

Lingxi was sickly from childhood, but she also possessed an unparalleled beauty. Everyone in the Bai family doted on her and respected this precious person.

Even the ruthless Imperial Noble Consort in the palace couldn't bear to use Lingxi as a tool to win favor, and stopped summoning her to the palace after Lingxi turned ten.

She was afraid that the emperor would take a liking to her, so he even kept her out of palace banquets, forcing her to feign illness and not come out.

Now, the Bai family has mobilized all its resources to find a way out for Bai Lingxi.

A sound suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting Lingxi's thoughts.

"—The Emperor has arrived."

"Welcome, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace." Bai Lingxi hurriedly walked to the door, gave a graceful bow, revealing her fair neck, so alluring that one couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The emperor was taken aback, and suddenly felt that this little woman was full of charm, and a surge of desire rose within him.

His voice was hoarse: "No need for formalities, Consort Rong, please rise."

Bai Lingxi slowly raised her head and saw that the emperor, who was in his prime, had eyebrows like sharp swords, deep eyes, and thin lips tightly pursed, making him look quite frightening.

Bai Lingxi lowered her head again in an instant, like a cute little rabbit, tentatively extending her paws and then quickly retracting them.

Emperor Zhou Jin found it amusing that he was so timid.

He stepped forward, took Bai Lingxi's fair hand, and led her inside. Raising an eyebrow, he said as they walked, "What, are you afraid of me?"

Bai Lingxi thought this male was too fierce, like a tiger, and rabbits are most afraid of tigers.

"I...I'm not afraid." As if to encourage herself, she clenched her little hands into fists, her face still tense.

Zhou Jin pulled Lingxi into his arms and held her on his lap. She was tiny and incredibly cute.

He gently stroked Lingxi's back, sending shivers down his spine. Feeling the body tremble in his arms and their hot breaths mingling, Zhou Jin felt his mouth go dry.

"Close your eyes."

Bai Lingxi obediently closed her eyes. Was she about to be kissed? It turned out that after seeing humans kiss, her pet owner wouldn't let her watch anymore.

Bai Lingxi felt a cool sensation on her lips, and her breath was instantly taken away. "Mmm."

Their lips met, their breaths mingling. Bai Lingxi felt her face flush, and her eyes shone like stars.

Zhou Jin pinched her little nose, feeling a little amused, but her voice was terribly hoarse: "I want more."

Bai Lingxi nodded, and Zhou Jin kissed her again.

In a moment, Zhou Jin picked up Bai Lingxi and carried her step by step to the bed. The bed curtains slowly fell, and the flickering red candles illuminated their intertwined figures, with soft sounds slowly drifting out.

"good."

"don't want."

"Hmm."