Lu Yan raised an eyebrow.
"If you don't want to, then forget it. Anyway, the siege of the capital has nothing to do with me."
He made a move to get up and leave.
"etc!"
Chen Qingwan hurriedly called out to him, her teeth grinding together, a resolute glint in her eyes.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Lu Yan smiled triumphantly, sat down again, and patted the empty seat next to him.
"Come, sit closer, let's have a good talk."
Chen Qingwan took a deep breath and slowly walked to sit down next to Lu Yan.
She struggled to suppress the urge to slap him.
She told herself that all of this was for the people of the capital and for the sake of the Great Tong Dynasty.
The following month was nothing short of hell for Chen Qingwan.
Lu Yan didn't treat her as the Empress's secret envoy at all; he treated her as his personal maid.
"Give me a back massage, but be gentle, don't act like a man!"
Lu Yan lay on the soft couch, giving orders with composure.
Chen Qingwan gritted her teeth, her slender fingers clenching into fists.
But she had no choice but to slowly relax and massage Lu Yan's back, one stroke at a time.
She, a dignified empress, had never suffered such humiliation!
But for the safety of the people of the capital, she had no choice but to endure it.
After massaging his back, Lu Yan started acting up again:
"Sing a song for me, just sing that one..."
"What's this 'Eighteen Touches'? I heard it's quite popular lately."
Chen Qingwan was so angry that she trembled all over. Eighteen touches?
What did he take her for?
How could she, a dignified empress, sing such vulgar songs?
"What? You can't sing? If you can't sing, then dance, or even a striptease."
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