Ning Qing raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing great interest.

"Oh! A sketchbook? And the drawings are quite exquisite?"

Seeing that Ning Qing was interested, Qu Shaoyu immediately chimed in.

"Hmm, although the drawing is excellent, there are still some parts I can't understand."

After saying that, he showed a rather disappointed expression.

"Could it be that I'm too stupid to understand?"

Ning Qing curled her lips into a smile.

"Why don't you take out your sketchbook and we can study it together?"

Qu Shaoyu's eyes lit up.

“Great! Brother Qing is so smart, he can definitely help me solve this problem.”

Ning Qing: It's necessary to answer questions; after all, I have some experience to offer.

If I had a cigarette right now, it would be perfect!

Qu Shaoyu turned to look at Ning Qing, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Brother Qing, the sketchbook is in the outer palace. Could you please escort me out?"

Ning Qing looked down and saw the mischievous smile on his lips.

Unable to resist, she lowered her head and began to suckle at his lips.

Qu Shaoyu cried out in pain in a muffled voice, and Ning Qing then released his lips.

Finally, he licked his lips as if he still wanted more.

A burning passion welled up in Qu Shaoyu's eyes.

He cupped Ning Qing's cheeks in his hands, tilted his head back, and mimicked her movements as he sucked on her lips.

Finally, mimicking Ning Qing, he licked his lips with lingering satisfaction.

Ning Qing's gaze grew even deeper.

She pinched his chin with two fingers and lifted it slightly, then leaned close to his ear and spoke.

"Xiaoyu, you're playing with fire, do you know that?"

Listening to Ning Qing's slightly low and hoarse voice.

Qu Shaoyu instinctively felt it was incredibly sexy.

My heart was pounding wildly.

His Adam's apple bobbed, moistening his dry throat.

His fingertips gently traced the contours of her face.

"Brother Qing, I love your passionate side, it's so captivating."

Ning Qing: If she keeps putting up with this, she'll start to doubt her own abilities.

Just as Ning Qing decided to eat the person in her arms.

Xiao Yangzi's anxious voice came from outside the palace gate.

It's not very clear, but it's not blurry either.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty?!"

"This servant has something important to report."

Xiao Yangzi's voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over Qu Shaoyu's head, instantly bringing him to a sharp awakening.

He wanted to ignore the sounds outside the door and continue what he had been doing.

But when he heard Xiao Yangzi's anxious voice, he subconsciously pushed Ning Qing away.

That voice was like a shackle of identity, binding him tightly in an instant.

He was an emperor, a puppet emperor; he had no right to be willful.

Ning Qing took a deep breath. "What's wrong?"

Qu Shaoyu looked at Ning Qing, wanting to say something, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Brother Qing, I'll bring my sketchbook next time so we can look at it together."

Ning Qing gazed at him intently.

"Actually, you don't have to do this. If you don't like someone, just say the word and I will make sure he doesn't live past tomorrow."

Although Qu Shaoyu was deeply moved, he held Ning Qing's hand tightly.

But what came out of his mouth was a refusal.

“Brother Qing, someone of your stature shouldn’t dirty your hands with trivial matters of the world.”

Ning Qing desperately wanted to tell him that his hands were stained with the blood of countless species and were no longer clean.

But when I met his gaze, I inexplicably couldn't say anything.

I couldn't bear to see him shattered!

He couldn't help but think: Why don't we start tonight and kill anyone who gets in my wife's way? Kill one a day. She won't believe there are so many people in the world who aren't afraid of death.

If the deterrent force is strong enough, they'll all cower like turtles and wouldn't dare to spout nonsense!