"Aren't you cold?"
Leng Ye glanced indifferently at the graceful Xuan Qianning, then subconsciously looked away.
"Your Majesty, do I look beautiful?"
Xuan Qianning let out a coquettish voice, her slender, fair hands lightly covering her chest, but not quite concealing her snow-white breasts.
Her figure was indeed very graceful, and the thin gauze bodice that she wore was no different from not wearing anything at all, which added a layer of mystery to her beautiful body.
Even Leng Ye, who had seen countless women and whose standards had become increasingly discerning, could not escape the temptation of lust.
Before this, he had been pondering how to "punish" Xuan Fengqian, his lust burning fiercely within him.
Coincidentally, Xuan Qianning was dressed in this same way again, striking seductive poses in front of him.
In this situation, it would be unusual if his body didn't react at all.
"Your Majesty, you have not yet answered me."
"Um?"
Leng Ye didn't hear what Xuan Qianning said.
All he knew was that he was aroused and desperately needed a woman.
However, he still retained his rationality.
He had a vague feeling that Xuan Fengqian seemed to have a bit of a cleanliness obsession and was always complaining that he was dirty.
Since that's the case, he will remain chaste for her.
Thinking of this, Leng Ye simply closed his eyes and refused to look at the graceful Xuan Qianning any longer.
Xuan Qianning pursed her lips, feeling a little disappointed.
She couldn't understand why Leng Ye wouldn't touch her.
If he continues to be this indifferent, that's fine.
The problem is, he is by no means a person who is free from worldly desires.
How come he seemed like a completely different person the moment she walked in?
Xuan Qianning was unwilling to give up, so she took small, delicate steps and approached Leng Ye, swaying her shapely body slightly as she said in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, I would like to offer you a dance."
Whoosh—
Leng Ye suddenly raised his hand and extinguished the candle flame from a distance, saying in a slightly indifferent tone, "You're not feeling well, you should rest more."
"My body has almost recovered," Xuan Qianning muttered softly.
Leng Ye tried his best to be patient and coaxed her gently, "Be good and go to sleep."
Xuan Qian was suddenly overcome with depression.
He wanted to say something more, but Leng Ye clearly wasn't interested, so he had to give up.
For a moment, the dimly lit room was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing softly.
Seeing that Xuan Qianning was no longer teasing him, Leng Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his body comfortably, and closed his eyes to rest.
What he didn't know was that Xuan Qianning's obsession was even deeper than he had imagined.
When one plan failed, she quickly came up with another.
“Your Majesty, we have not yet drunk the nuptial wine. According to custom, we are not considered a true couple until we have drunk the nuptial wine…” Xuan Qianning brought two cups of wine in the dark. She leaned down and whispered softly in Leng Ye’s ear.
The sounds and colors were as gentle as the first breeze of spring, lightly seeping into the depths of one's heart.
It's tingling and numbing, making your heart itch.
Leng Yejian frowned, suddenly regretting why he had married her.
He even suspected that if she continued to torment him, he would die young.
"Your Majesty, I have specially added a calming and sleep-inducing elixir to the nuptial wine. Why don't you get up, drink it, and then go to sleep?"
Xuan Qianning was about to hand the wine cup to Leng Ye.
Unexpectedly, he seemed to be fast asleep and could not be woken up no matter how hard he was called.
"How could he just fall asleep like that?" Xuan Qianning murmured, still suspecting that Leng Ye was faking it.
Only when she heard Leng Ye's even breathing did she believe that Leng Ye had truly fallen into a deep sleep.
That makes sense; he was still injured, so his body was bound to be weaker, and it was normal for him to feel tired.
However, since Xuan Qianning dared to bring the sleeping potion into the house, she had already gone all out.
Tonight, she is determined to "take" Leng Ye.
If she doesn't hurry and Xuan Fengqian gains the upper hand, she will surely die from vomiting blood.
"Your Majesty, may you hold me in your arms?"
Xuan Qian's eyes darkened, and he suddenly removed the only covering he had on his body, lying down close to Leng Ye.
Leng Ye felt her burning body and felt even more helpless.
He had already noticed something was wrong with the incense, but he didn't expose her just to save face for her.
Furthermore, he originally thought that his self-control was enough to suppress the effects of the sleeping potion.
Unexpectedly, the incense was so potent that he almost couldn't resist turning over and pressing down on it.
"Your Majesty, I feel so hot."
Because of the intoxicating fragrance, Xuan Qianning's hazy almond-shaped eyes were filled with desire.
She gently rubbed against his body, her soft, boneless hands unknowingly slipping inside his undergarments, moving downwards, stirring his desire.
Leng Ye was also very conflicted.
Although he didn't want to touch her, the desire within him did need to be relieved.
Holding it in and enduring it is really bad.
After thinking for a while, he finally decided to relieve his desires first and deal with other things later.
Just as he was about to pin Xuan Qianning down, the image of Xuan Fengqian clutching his chest and gagging flashed into his mind again.
He felt from the bottom of his heart that Xuan Fengqian was being overly pretentious.
Aren't all men like this? How could they possibly remain chaste for a woman?
Even the White Emperor, who doted on his wife excessively, was not immune to this custom.
He proclaims "one love for life" while secretly getting other women pregnant.
The White Emperor, who dared to bring even his illegitimate daughter back to the Immortal Realm, is known as a Casanova. He's merely seeking a woman to satisfy his desires; it shouldn't be a big deal...
Leng Ye tried desperately to convince herself, but somehow she just couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart.
He suddenly wanted to ask Xuan Fengqian in person if he remained chaste for her, would she still find him dirty?
"Your Majesty, I feel so unwell." Xuan Qianning noticed that Leng Ye had woken up and pressed herself against him even more boldly.
"Bear with it."
Feeling restless and agitated on this cold night, I responded with a cold voice.
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