Having not eaten properly for several days, Zhao Yan's stomach was already empty. Now, faced with such delicious food, she couldn't stop herself. She was completely immersed in the bliss of hot pot, not even having time to speak. Her little mouth was stuffed full, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her full red lips became even redder under the stimulation of the spicy broth!
"What are you all standing there for? Come on over, it'll be more lively with more people."
As she spoke, Qin Yu swept up the clutter on the table and asked someone to bring more bowls and chopsticks.
"No, Your Majesty, how can this be? How can this servant sit at the table with Your Majesty?"
Under the concept of hierarchy, Xuejian was the first to speak, while Qingzhu and the others beside her were even more apprehensive.
"Why so many bad habits? This hot pot is the first of its kind, so it's good to have more people to give their opinions. Besides, hot pot, like tea around a stove, is all about the atmosphere. If it's just the two of us, it would be too lonely."
"Furthermore, all of you standing next to me are swallowing your saliva. I can hear you gulping down your food even from this distance. If I don't let you eat, I'll be driven crazy by your noise!"
As he spoke, Qin Yu forcefully slapped Qingzhu's pert buttocks, pulled her down to sit, and shoved the bowl and chopsticks into her hands.
The fiery, stinging pain from the mutton made Qingzhu blush with embarrassment. She was about to get up and refuse when the hot, delicious aroma rushed towards her, causing her beautiful eyes to tremble. Her soft, pink tongue couldn't help but lick her red lips. She picked up a piece of mutton roll, mimicked Qin Yu's actions, dipped it in the broth a few times, and put it in her mouth. The next second, a gasp suddenly rang out!
"How was it, Miss Qingzhu?"
Xuejian, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, couldn't help but ask, but Qingzhu was only focused on eating, and could only nod happily with wide eyes, unable to utter another word.
Xuejian could no longer resist the temptation and gave Ziyan a set of chopsticks and bowls. The two women then began to enjoy the hot pot. In the blink of an eye, several women's excited exclamations rang out in the palace. Their beautiful eyes were full of admiration as they looked at Qin Yu. Their delicate faces were flushed from the spiciness, and they were covered in sweat. They fanned their mouths with their small hands, but they couldn't stop cooking.
After a full hour, Qin Yu and the group of beauties were so full that they couldn't eat another piece of meat.
Qin Yu ate to his heart's content, casually lying back in the chair, burping and picking his teeth.
Zhao Lan, still wanting more, swept her chopsticks around the table only to find that all the plates were already empty.
For a moment, Zhao Lan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This foolish emperor was good for nothing but eating and drinking; he truly deserved to be called a foolish emperor who was used to extravagance and debauchery!
Before she could think any further, Qin Yu, who was slumped in his chair, suddenly chuckled wickedly and waved his hand, giving the order.
"Now that you've eaten and drunk your fill, hurry up and pack up and remove these things. I still have matters to discuss with Her Majesty the Empress!"
Upon hearing this, the girls blushed. Although they were inexperienced, they had watched Qin Yu every day and seen him sowing seeds everywhere. How could they not understand what he meant by "deep communication"? Their pretty faces immediately burned, and they packed their things and fled as fast as they could.
Seeing the women flee, Zhao Lan couldn't help but blush.
She looked at Qin Yu nervously, her eyes becoming unfocused.
This tyrant is truly a man who, having enough to eat and wear, indulges in lustful desires; he can't stop thinking about those things for a moment!
As Qin Yu approached her step by step, Zhao Lan couldn't help but clench the hem of her clothes tightly with her small hands.
The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous and heated, but after a few seconds, Qin Yu suddenly stopped, turned around, kicked off her boots, climbed onto the bed, stared blankly at Qin Yu who was already lying on the bed, opened her mouth but did not say anything.
Qin Yu rested his hands behind his head, looked at Zhao Lan, and grinned.
"They're definitely still out there, so we'll have to stick to the old methods."
"Well... okay then."
Upon hearing Qin Yu's words, Zhao Lan's face flushed even more.
That's hardly a good solution. Shaking the bed is one thing, but then you still have to moan.
Even though it's fake, it's still quite embarrassing for people to hear that voice.
Knowing that someone was watching her from the outside, Zhao Lan had no choice but to make a sacrifice.
"Then...then I will begin."
Zhao Lan bit her lip, a hint of shyness on her face, and stretched her delicate hands to the edge of the bed.
With a gentle shake, the bed creaked.
Zhao Lan felt weak all over and became even more embarrassed.
Qin Yu chuckled, looked up at Zhao Lan, and whispered a reminder.
"My beloved concubine, you must call out louder... otherwise, how can you deceive Sima Lie's spies?"
"you……"
Seeing Qin Yu's smug expression, Zhao Lan felt ashamed and indignant.
But in this situation, there is truly no other choice.
She could only frown and open her mouth towards the door.
Soon, the sound of the bed shaking, mixed with Zhao Lan's groans, spread throughout the room.
Outside the door, a figure was slowly approaching the room.
The person who came was Yuzhu. She was holding several sticks of calming incense in her hands. She walked to the door and gently knocked.
"Your Majesty, this servant has come to deliver calming incense."
There was no response from inside the door. Yu Zhu frowned immediately. She had clearly noticed the tyrant drinking and making merry with several women in the Empress's palace just now. Why was there no movement now?
With doubts in her heart, Yu Zhu leaned closer.
Just as she approached the door, a suppressed groan instantly entered her ears.
Hearing the indescribable sounds coming from inside, Yu Zhu's face flushed.
He instinctively pulled his head back, and the calming incense in his hand scattered all over the ground.
She frowned and took two steps back, a hint of disdain in her eyes.
"This tyrant is still the same as ever, so insatiably lustful. The Great Xia Dynasty deserves to perish!"
With a low, cold laugh, Yu Zhu lost all interest in delivering any more calming incense and turned to leave in haste.
Listening to the seductive music playing in his ears, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a burning desire in his eyes.
A surge of heat rose in his heart, making him restless and unable to sleep.
Such a stunningly beautiful woman was standing right in front of him.
Moreover, he made such an unbearable sound, let alone a hot-blooded man who is both physically and mentally normal.
Even if the Buddha himself came from heaven, he would still be moved by a little bit of worldly desire.
Qin Yu suppressed the burning sensation in his heart, enduring the torment for an unknown amount of time before finally feeling a slight drowsiness.
Soon, his consciousness began to blur, the sounds around him gradually faded away, and everything became indistinct.
But just then!
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang in Qin Yu's ears.
Qin Yu shuddered violently, and his consciousness instantly returned.
He suddenly sat up and saw that Zhao Lan was already fast asleep beside him.
But that faint, cracking sound was not his dream.
Sure enough, the sounds of clashing weapons and shouts of battle could be heard outside the door.
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