Just as Sima Jing was in a panic, she suddenly noticed a jar of wine on the table out of the corner of her eye.
Sima Jing grasped at a straw as if it were a lifeline and shoved Qin Yu away.
"My beloved concubine..."
Qin Yu was a little confused.
Sima Jing quickly got out of bed and forced a smile, saying, "Your Majesty, it's still early. Isn't there a jar of wine? We can drink some wine to liven things up."
Without waiting for a reply, she poured two glasses of wine, as if afraid that Qin Yu would refuse.
"liquor?"
Qin Yu frowned, then seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he said, "That wine can't be drunk!"
The more Qin Yu urged him, the more anxious Sima Jing became, and she quickly picked up a cup and drank it all in one gulp.
After finishing her drink, Sima Jing said reproachfully, "Your Majesty, don't be in such a hurry. Just drink with me for a while. This wine is quite delicious, but... but..."
Sima Jing was initially quite lucid, but before she could finish speaking, a burning sensation surged from her dantian to her limbs, making her restless and even causing her mind to become somewhat muddled.
"Hmm..."
Sima Jing couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her alluring demeanor overflowing.
"Your Majesty, what kind of wine is this...? Why is it so strong? I feel so hot."
As Sima Jing spoke, she reached out and touched her collar and neck, feeling her whole body burning hot, as if her skin was being roasted. She wished she could plunge herself into cold water so that the cool touch could fill her entire body and melt away the heat.
No! We can't do that!
Sima Jing bit her lip, her consciousness briefly returning to some clarity.
This wine is really strange; it makes her feel an urge to pounce on Qin Yu.
If we stay here any longer, I'm afraid...
"Your Majesty, I am not feeling well and must return to the palace now."
Sima Jing tried to stay conscious and leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, but she had only taken two steps when her body went limp and she fell towards Qin Yu.
"ah……"
Sima Jing was terrified and couldn't help but gasp.
Qin Yu instinctively protected her.
Sima Jing's heart was pounding. A powerful aura entered her nasal cavity with each breath, like a spark igniting dry tinder, instantly igniting all the restless energy within her.
In an instant, she lost all reason.
"Your Majesty...you..."
She raised her head, her eyes hazy, looking incredibly delicate.
"My beloved concubine?"
Qin Yu blinked. He realized that even the influence of the gentle touch on him had diminished considerably.
Before he could react, a warm touch landed on his lips.
Its gentle, intoxicating sweetness instantly captivated him.
He too began to lose control of his emotions, responding, cooperating, and taking things further...
Sima Jing let out an alluring soft moan, having long since given up any resistance and instead actively accommodating him.
Where did Wang Zhen get such a potent and wicked wine?
Qin Yu was also shocked, not expecting that the medicinal effects of this wine would be so strong.
"Your Majesty..." Sima Jing looked at Qin Yu eagerly, her voice weak and pitiful...
Depend on!
What normal man could resist this situation?
Qin Yu swallowed hard. He felt his blood rushing through his body, and his mind began to drift off.
Involuntarily, it flipped over, its soft, fragrant flesh overwhelmed...
As the night deepened, the melodious and soaring music of the zither continued in the study until the wee hours of the morning…
...
I don't know how long the world had been turning upside down, but finally it was dawn.
With dark circles under her eyes, Qin Yu sat up in bed in a daze, and it took her a long time to come to her senses.
He glanced at Sima Jing, who was sleeping soundly with fair skin beside him, and noticed the glaring red marks on her body before he came back to his senses.
Wang Zhen's wicked liquor is too potent!
Sima Jing spent the whole night making his head still feel dizzy and disoriented.
Outside the door, Anfu knocked and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court session."
Qin Yu quickly got up, covered Sima Jing with a blanket, and then instructed:
"Quickly let Yuzhu come in and help me change my clothes."
"yes!"
Anfu left the room, and Yuzhu quickly entered the hall to help Qin Yu put on his clothes.
While helping him change his clothes, Yuzhu couldn't help but glance at Sima Jing on the bed, and then at Qin Yu's dark circles under his eyes, and couldn't help but be shocked.
Qin Yu, however, had no such thoughts. After getting dressed, he hurriedly headed towards the Golden Palace.
...
At this moment, inside the Golden Palace, the officials were getting impatient.
"Why hasn't the Emperor arrived yet? How much longer must we wait?"
"Yes, His Majesty wouldn't have... sighed.
"If you're not going to court, at least send someone to let us know. We can't just stand here like idiots, can we?"
The officials were abuzz with discussion.
Just then, Anfu stepped out from behind the dragon throne and raised his voice in a high-pitched tone:
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Upon hearing this, the officials were stunned for a moment, then knelt down in unison, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"
Qin Yu, dressed in a yellow robe, appeared in the center of the hall. He glanced at the officials, then sat wearily on the dragon throne and waved his hand weakly, saying, "My beloved ministers, divide the spoils equally. Ah, I'm so sleepy! Speak quickly if you have anything to say, otherwise, the court is adjourned!"
Halfway through her sentence, Qin Yu let out a big yawn, and tears welled up in her eyes.
The officials were speechless for a moment.
That foolish emperor must have been indulging in lust again last night.
The officials were genuinely afraid that Qin Yu might suddenly run away or fall asleep on the dragon throne, so they quickly got down to business.
Ma Shangtao stepped forward first and said loudly, "Your Majesty, I accompanied Imperial Envoy Zhang yesterday to select five thousand elite troops, and I am here to report back to Your Majesty."
"Hmm, Minister Ma, you've done a good job. Is there anything else?"
Qin Yu waved his hand weakly and yawned again.
Ma Shangtao returned to his original position with a look of disdain. After a moment of silence, Tan Wu stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue has prepared the necessary funds and supplies for disaster relief and is ready to depart at any time."
"Oh? Not bad..."
Qin Yu waved his hand again, giving a perfunctory reply.
Tan Wu's face darkened; the tyrant's eyes were still closed.
Attending court while asleep with his eyes closed is truly unprecedented.
But he knew this was the Emperor and dared not be presumptuous, so he respectfully lowered his eyes and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I thank you for your praise!"
Qin Yu yawned lazily, finally opened his eyes, glanced at the ministers, and then closed them again.
Sima Lie coughed lightly at this moment and said impatiently, "Your Majesty, now that preparations are almost complete, it's time to hurry up and set off for disaster relief. How about we send Imperial Envoy Zhang on his way as soon as possible?"
Qin Yu kept his eyes closed, but he understood everything perfectly.
Sima Lie's suggestion to send Zhang Tang on his way likely meant sending him to the underworld.
Qin Yu also had a solution to this, namely the Blood Droplets trained by Li Geng. However, it would probably take another seven days for the Blood Droplets to be fully trained.
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