"Of all the beauties in the world, only Your Majesty is the one to whom my heart is devoted."
After their lovemaking ended, Lin Muhan embraced Zhao Zhi from behind, his lips gently brushing against her earlobe, which was so red it seemed to bleed, as he uttered words of love more enchanting than the moonlight.
Zhao Zhi chuckled softly, slowly turned around, and the two of them knelt down together, eyes to eyes, nose to nose, seeing their own emotional state reflected in each other's eyes.
"Would Your Majesty like some water?" Lin Muhan was the first to give in. He always felt that this woman's eyes possessed a bewitching charm.
Otherwise, he only stared at her for a moment before he became aroused again.
Zhao Zhi rejected his suggestion, casually drawing circles on his firm chest with her hand, and slowly said, "Let's not call for water this time. Your current image is that of a refined and aloof scholar from a humble background, a righteous man who would rather die than willingly climb into the emperor's bed. For the sake of your reputation, I can endure this physical discomfort—"
Lin Muhan suddenly silenced her unreasonable mouth with his lips.
He knew perfectly well that Zhao Zhi was gradually peeling away his last fig leaf. Since she ascended the throne as Empress, she seemed to be driven by an almost obsessive urge to constantly search for him, trying to mend the wounds he had inflicted on her by coercing her with power in the past.
"Your Majesty still has the energy to ridicule me? Why don't I continue to serve Your Majesty?"
Zhao Zhi calmly met Lin Muhan's gaze, and was about to retort when Qin Han's soft, high-pitched voice suddenly came from outside the screen: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Noble Consort has arrived and is waiting outside the door. Should this old servant send him away?"
"I'll see you!" Zhao Zhi glanced at the naked man beside her and replied readily, "Let him wait outside, I'll be there shortly."
Zhao Zhi's reaction caught Lin Muhan off guard. On the one hand, she was trying to protect his reputation, and on the other hand, she had the Imperial Noble Consort come to witness the intimate behavior between the two of them. What was her reasoning for doing so?
Lin Muhan narrowed his eyes, gently released Zhao Zhi, quickly straightened his clothes, and looked at her with deep eyes, trying to find the answer in her eyes.
However, Zhao Zhi simply smiled slightly, a smile that contained both cunning and tenderness, as if everything was under her control.
"Your Majesty, are you testing me?" Lin Muhan asked with a smile. "Or does Your Majesty prefer to sit back and watch the tigers fight, finding some amusement in the process?"
Zhao Zhi did not answer directly, but patted his shoulder gently, his tone teasing: "My dear minister, rest assured. I have my own plans."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the screen, where Yunzhang was already waiting.
However, he seemed somewhat unhappy, his face frosty. Beside him was a three-tiered food box. He held a green mountain fan in his hand, tapping it repeatedly in his palm, looking rather impatient.
Upon seeing Zhao Zhi emerge from behind the screen, a flash of malice crossed his eyes. He slowly rose, curtsied, and said, "I have heard that Your Majesty has not yet ordered dinner, and I am very worried about Your Majesty's health. Therefore, I have specially selected some of Your Majesty's favorite snacks from the Imperial Kitchen, hoping that Your Majesty can eat a little to soothe your hungry stomach."
Zhao Zhi glanced discreetly behind the screen, subconsciously tugged at the collar of her palace dress, and said softly, "Your Highness has gone to great lengths, but I am not hungry at the moment. If there is nothing else, Your Highness is in poor health, so please go back and rest. It is windy at night, so it would be best if Your Highness did not wander around the palace too much."
At this point, she suddenly remembered something and added, "Your Highness must be feeling lonely. Don't worry, tomorrow I will issue an imperial edict to have the Phoenix Prince and the male servants come to your palace to talk to you. How about that?"
Looking at Zhao Zhi's swollen lips, Yun Zhang imagined what she and Lin Muhan had done on the dragon bed earlier. He felt both jealous and upset, and replied with difficulty, "Your subject obeys the decree. Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty."
Zhao Zhi nodded to him, "Go back and get some rest. Thank you for your kindness, I'll eat later." She was essentially telling him to leave.
Yun Zhang left reluctantly. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and stammered, "Your Majesty, my body is not as weak as Your Majesty imagines. It would be fine for me to consummate my marriage with Your Majesty..."
After saying that, his ears turned red, and he quickly left.
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