When Sherry woke up early in the morning, she saw him standing on the bed waiting to get dressed, and couldn't help but slap his firm butt.

That felt great!

When Shirley was hiding under the covers, Kangxi turned his head and looked at her with a helpless smile.

This man was unusually assertive this time, after all, Sherry had always been the one guiding him.

As for the teacher, she did a very good job!

Thinking back to yesterday, this man was relentless, refusing to let go no matter how much Sherry begged for mercy.

Instead, he was thrilled to see Shirley's eyes welling up with tears.

"Qiongju, I have never seen you like this before."

"Cry again for me, okay?"

Sherry couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Majesty, you're so seductive!"

"Hmm, my Qiongju is so sexy, I love your sexy side..."

After all that, all that's left is the shattered landscape after the storm has passed!

Sherry: No way, little bro, you fell for it without much effort!

These words flashed through Sherry's mind in a daze, but she dared not say anything more.

The little emperor has grown up; his skin, face, temperament, and personality are no longer so childish.

But in reality, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

Afterwards, Shirley went to Kunning Palace to pay her respects to the Empress.

I met six new people.

I didn't pay much attention to anything else, after all, they would all end up as dust anyway.

Li's delicate eyebrows, high nose, phoenix eyes, and small, peach-colored mouth made her oval face appear somewhat large in comparison. She exuded a certain arrogance, which was understandable given her privileged family background.

Wang Jia smiled warmly, her eyes were deep-set and her features were distinct, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Sherry sat there lazily without moving.

Of course, she also noticed the subtle gazes from the other side.