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Lan You pushed open the door and entered, saying to Nan Qing in surprise:

"Miss, Miss"

"The second young master and the others are almost at the city gate!"

Upon hearing this, Nan Qing immediately got up and ran to the window, leaning out to look towards the city gate.

Today is the day my second brother's army returns to the capital, so Nanqing had Mei Dan prepare a private room in a teahouse with the best view well in advance.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Quick, quick, see where Second Brother is!"

Nan Qing's fair face was adorned with a radiant smile, shining like a dazzling pearl in the crowd.

Fortunately, the attention of those around her was almost entirely focused on the army entering the city gate; otherwise, countless people would have been captivated by her bright smiles.

Nanqing quickly spotted Jiang Nanhui, clad in iron armor and riding a horse not far behind the commander. She waved and called out:

"Second brother, second brother!"

Lan You and Ju Ying, standing to the left and right, skillfully held onto Nan Qing's body, which was about to lean out of the window.

Hearing the familiar voice from below, Jiang Nanhui looked up in the direction from which the voice came. He was incredibly excited to see his beloved younger sister waiting for him at the city gate.

He quickly forced a smile, waved to Nanqing, and then subtly gestured to his sister that he would return to the manor as soon as possible.

Seeing that her second brother was in good condition, Nan Qing felt relieved. So after her second brother left the inn, she pulled Lan You aside and whispered something to her.

You could tell how happy Nanqing was today just from her occasional laughter.

Because Jiang's mother was always worried about Nanqing going out alone, Nanqing spent most of her time at the mansion, and she thoroughly explored the entire Prime Minister's residence.

It wasn't until her second brother returned to the city today that her mother allowed Nanqing to leave the mansion. And it was only after Nanqing took the initiative to bring four guards with him that Jiang's mother finally relented.

Therefore, Nan Qing was in a very excited mood and kept pulling Lan You to discuss where to go for fun later.

At this moment, Nan Qing belatedly realized that a gaze had been fixed on him.

She looked up and gazed around through the window.

Soon, she saw a handsome man in a dark robe standing at the window of the restaurant diagonally opposite her, his eyes fixed on her.

Qin Mobei, caught peeping, showed no embarrassment whatsoever.

Because they were looking into each other's eyes, those deep eyes stared at Nan Qing even more brazenly.

The intense gaze made Nan Qing feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Is this man really that shameless?

Getting caught peeping at yourself and not feeling embarrassed at all, and even daring to keep watching??

Nan Qing also stared at the handsome man opposite her who kept staring at her.

Juying, who was standing nearby, also looked over after noticing what the young lady was doing.

That man's demeanor and bearing suggested he was no nobody.

"Miss, the second young master will be returning to the manor soon."

"Why don't we go back first, and then we can have the second young master and young lady come out for a trip together next time?"

Nan Qing felt uneasy under Qin Mobei's gaze.

Our Xiao Nanqing, who has existed for tens of thousands of years, has never encountered such a person.

"Um"

"Then let's go back and wait for Second Brother."

Qin Mobei's gaze followed Nan Qing until she boarded the carriage before turning away.

The hands behind his back slowly clenched, his thin lips curved slightly, and he looked in the direction Nan Qing had left, whispering:

"Oh,"

"Want to escape"

"Too late..."

His voice was calm and devoid of emotion, but Qin Mobei's slightly narrowed eyes gleamed with an unwavering determination to possess Nan Qing.

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Midnight.

A ghostly figure deftly evaded the guards of the Prime Minister's residence and landed effortlessly in front of a door or window.

The figure who visited the Prime Minister's residence late at night was none other than Dong Linhuang Qin Mobei.

Qin Mobei, who had already gone to bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did, as Nan Qing's every smile and frown kept floating in his mind.

Qin Mobei took out a small bamboo tube from his clothes, poked a hole in the window paper, and slowly blew in a wisp of smoke.

Before long, the person and the fox in the room seemed to be sleeping even more soundly.

After entering Nanqing's boudoir, Qin Mobei went straight to the canopy bed behind the screen.

His hands, with their distinct knuckles, slowly lifted the bed curtains, and he soon saw his beloved Qingqing.

The moonlight shone on Nanqing's sleeping face, making her skin appear even more delicate, like jade, with a slight blush on her fair and translucent face.

Nan Qing's thick, black hair was also scattered on the bed, but it did not look messy at all; instead, it had a strange beauty.

Her fair skin, bright red lips, and jet-black hair created a striking and stunningly beautiful image.

Qin Mobei sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes greedily fixed on the sleeping Nan Qing.

He slowly raised his right hand, his long, strong fingertips tracing the delicate face of Nan Qing.

His beloved, his empress...

When the fingertips touched those crimson lips, they never wanted to leave.

Feeling the warmth emanating from his fingertips, Qin Mobei's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

She'll be my queen sooner or later anyway.

Is it reasonable for me to collect some interest in advance?

Um.

Very reasonable!

Qin Mobei leaned down and pressed his lips against the spot he had long coveted, gently sucking and savoring Nan Qing's soft, sweet lips.

But gradually, Qin Mobei became dissatisfied with this, and he even gently pried open Nan Qing's teeth...

After an incense stick has burned.

Qin Mobei's forehead was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily as he lay down next to Nan Qing's neck.

At this moment, Nan Qing's undergarments were already somewhat disheveled, and her plump cheeks were as alluring as the morning glow.

Qin Mobei withdrew his hand from inside Nanqing's undergarment and carefully straightened the disheveled garment.

Touching Nan Qing's soft, delicate earlobe, Qin Mobei's deep voice echoed in the quiet room:

"Qingqing, will you be my empress?"

"If you don't say anything, that means you agree."

"Don't worry, I'll have someone arrange it right away. You just need to wait and be my empress."

Qin Mobei asked and answered himself in the quiet room.

His beloved is destined to become his empress.

He lovingly kissed Nanqing's forehead, then carefully tidied the blankets for her, and sat by the bed watching the sleeping Nanqing.

As dawn broke, Qin Mobei reluctantly left the room...

The Minister of Rites left the Imperial Study in a daze.

He raised his hand and pinched and twisted his thigh hard.

"Hiss~"

Only then did the Minister, who had been wearing a mask of pain, begin to regain his senses.

This is terrible.

Their emperor, who had reigned for eight years, had ruthlessly rejected every attempt by the previous dynasty to coerce him into selecting concubines to fill his harem.

Today's summons actually allowed the Ministry of Rites to secretly prepare everything for the empress's investiture ceremony.

Good news: His Majesty has changed his mind and is going to appoint an empress.

Bad news: We don't know which family the Empress comes from, or even whether she's a man or a woman!

Indeed, the emperor, who has not held a selection of concubines for eight years since his ascension to the throne, is even rumored among the common people to have homosexual tendencies…

The Minister of Rites felt he was carrying such a huge secret that he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

What a tragedy!!!

Does he know too much?

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