Xuanyuan Ye had no intention of compromising himself.

Now that he'd tried other women and they didn't work, he naturally had to go find Jiang Tian.

It was just a matter of being careful and discreet; Xuan Yuan Ye couldn't resist her, so how could he possibly endure it?

He went there the following night.

When he arrived, Jiang Tian was setting up a chessboard.

When she saw him arrive, she bowed.

"Get up."

Xuanyuan Ye's gaze fell on the chessboard: "Where did these come from?"

Jiang Tian stood quietly behind him and said softly, "Like that zither, it was from the storeroom. I found it a few days ago and took it out."

"Hmm, play a game of chess with me."

Xuanyuan Ye sat down directly.

Jiang Tian naturally dared not disobey the emperor's order and sat down as instructed.

Xuanyuan Ye initially thought Jiang Tian was just looking for something to kill time, but he never expected that her chess skills were actually quite good.

It took her a full half hour to finally give in.

Xuanyuan Ye looked up and was somewhat impressed by the woman.

"Did you also learn chess in the countryside?"

Jiang Tian replied, "Yes, at that time a scholar came to our village to live in seclusion, and he taught me."

She plays the zither well and is good at chess. Putting aside other external factors, she is not as bad as some people think.

Xuan Yuan Ye stood up and slowly walked to Jiang Tian's side, his voice strangely warm: "It's late, go and rest."

Both of them knew perfectly well what he was there for.

Jiang Tian had no reason to refuse him.

She stood up and obediently bowed her head: "Yes."

Xuanyuan Ye felt a growing sense of urgency. He himself didn't understand why he could simply sleep and leave, but instead he insisted on putting on a sanctimonious act and playing chess with her.

Before Jiang Tian could react, he picked her up and carried her into the palace...

The woman's fair skin was flawless, and Xuan Yuan Ye could see it clearly under the lamplight.

Stripped of his pretense, Xuanyuan Ye no longer even wanted to pretend.

The pent-up restlessness found an outlet, and embarrassing sounds echoed throughout the long-abandoned palace all night.

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In the latter half of the night, Xuanyuan Ye finally couldn't control himself and grabbed her foot.

Her slender, snow-white feet were so dazzling they hurt his eyes; he could hold them in one hand.

He stroked the smooth instep with his hand, then bent down...

………………

With no one else in the palace, Xuan Yuan Ye could only have his guards boil water so he could personally wash her.

The woman nestled obediently in his arms, letting him do as he pleased. Xuan Yuan Ye felt no humiliation whatsoever in this kind of service.

Jiang Tian woke up midway through, and seeing that she couldn't hold on any longer, Xuan Yuan Ye didn't touch her anymore.

After drying her hair, the guards had already made up the bed, and Xuan Yuan Ye tucked her into the quilt.

Jiang Tian nestled obediently inside, her beautiful eyes looking at him. Her weak and helpless expression made Xuan Yuan Ye's eyes deepen.

"Your body is too weak. I will have Liu Wensheng prescribe some medicine for you. Take it carefully."

She kept fainting, and Xuan Yuan Ye didn't consider himself cruel, so naturally he had to take care of her health...

"Yes, Your Majesty." Her voice was hoarse.

Xuanyuan Ye paused, got up and poured her a glass of water, then, ignoring her fear and trepidation, fed it to her.

After he finished drinking, he pinched her mouth and observed her for a while.

All night long, he was still a little worried that he might have hurt her voice...

Fortunately, it wasn't that serious.

Looking at the sky outside, it was indeed getting late.

"If you need anything, just ask An Yi. Apart from rank, he'll agree to anything as long as it's not excessive."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"...Well then, I'll be leaving. You don't need to get up to see me off."

Xuanyuan Ye glanced at her, guessing that she couldn't get up either.

After saying that, he strode away.

Not long after, the ghostly figure of An Yi appeared in the hall.

"Girl, drink your medicine."

An Yi's voice wasn't unpleasant, but it was cold and ruthless.

This group of secret guards were specially trained by the royal family to serve the emperor, and they were loyal to the emperor alone.

They are skilled at almost anything, and are the most adept at killing.

The emotionless guards, upon receiving the emperor's orders, would prepare a contraceptive soup for her in advance, only to appear after the emperor had finished his tender moments, shattering the fantasies of some women.

Jiang Tian, ​​a princess of a vassal state, with such an awkward status, how could she be worthy of bearing the emperor's offspring?

She took the medicine not only for the Emperor's sake, but also for her own.

Even if she were to become pregnant, the Emperor would not allow her to give birth.

Moreover, she is destined to die.

Jiang Tian did not disobey. She took the medicine and, under An Yi's watchful eye, drank it all down, mouthful by mouthful.

After taking the empty bowl, An Yi suddenly disappeared again, as if he had never appeared.

Xiao Fuzi has recently had a vague feeling that something seems to have changed in the Cold Palace.

Putting everything else aside, he always had to put on a smiling face to get the food he needed to fill his stomach when he delivered meals to Jiang Tian.

But these days, whenever he goes there, the eunuch in charge of Jiang Tian will greet him with a smile and give him the food box.

Every time he opened the menu, there were different dishes, which were much more abundant than the previous plain rice and soup.

Xiao Fuzi couldn't figure out what the Imperial Kitchen was up to, so she even asked a young eunuch for details.

But the little eunuch was even more confused than him.

He only said that his master had given him a warning, that he could not treat the mistresses of the harem, even if they were only nominal mistresses, with indifference.

For them, being servants, doing more and asking less is an essential rule for survival. Since their master had already said so, he obediently cooked for Jiang Tian.

Anyway, there's only one princess. Once the Southern Kingdom is conquered, he won't have to take care of her meals anymore.

Xiao Fuzi was even more confused after hearing what the little eunuch said.

After he handed the lunchbox to Jiang Tian, ​​since they were already friends due to their shared experiences, he asked her a question.

"Miss, has anything unexpected happened in the palace recently?"

Jiang Tian remained as gentle and quiet as ever. She shook her head: "No accidents have occurred. Eunuch Fu, why do you ask about this?"

Xiao Fuzi actually loves talking to Jiang Tian.

Such a beautiful woman is gentle and dignified. She speaks softly to others and never shows the slightest contempt for him because of his physical disability.

When he talks to her, he forgets that he has already sold himself to the court.

It was as if he was still Wang Jia Xiao Fuzi, the boy who chased chickens and dogs in the village.

“I’ve noticed that the food the Imperial Kitchen is sending you is getting better and better, but when I asked them why, they wouldn’t tell me. I was worried they might have ulterior motives, so I came to ask you.”

Xiao Fuzi has an extremely rich imagination; he's already thinking about things like a last meal before someone's execution.

Jiang Tian shook her head: "I am just a princess who has been stranded here. What happened last time is over, and no one will easily take my life again."

"Uncle Fu, if you don't mind, please try the flower cakes I recently made."

Xiao Fuzi's attention was instantly drawn to the snacks.

He increasingly felt that Jiang Tian was a perfect person, but unfortunately, she had a bad fate.