While soaking in the hot spring, Concubine Xian was thinking about the Queen's frustrated expression.

Gradually, under the steaming heat, Concubine Xian felt a little sleepy.

Logically speaking, Concubine Xian should not fall asleep in the hot spring, because this in itself is a very dangerous behavior.

Especially when Concubine Xian was taking a bath in the hot spring, she had asked all the palace maids to leave first.

However, Concubine Xian felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, and gradually she felt as if she had entered a barrier that she could not understand or see through.

It's a very strange feeling, as if a person is able to think independently but cannot open his eyes, and he feels groggy and not quite sure what he is doing.

But gradually, Concubine Xian felt hotter and hotter, a kind of dry and hot feeling.

At the same time, Concubine Xian suddenly felt someone touching her, but the person's temperature was very low, which was a comfortable temperature compared to her own scorching hot temperature.

Through this brief contact, Concubine Xian could clearly feel that this was a strong adult man.

At this moment, Concubine Xian thought she was dreaming, but it was a rare erotic dream.

Since it was just a dream, Concubine Xian felt that there was no need for her to be reserved anymore.

The old emperor was already old, and in recent years he had rarely gone to the harem, and even when he came he could not stay there for long.

Although he seemed to be in good spirits due to the elixir he took some time ago, his condition was only better than that of the old emperor before.

All in all, the women in the harem have a miserable life.

So even though it was a rare erotic dream, Concubine Xian did not intend to let herself suffer any injustice.

So soon the virtuous concubine became enthusiastic and proactive, and her charming figure pressed against the man in the dream.

Zhao Ji looked at the virtuous concubine who was so proactive with a mixture of laughter and tears.

You know, Mingyue said that if you want to remove the spell from the little prince, then at least the blood and tears of someone close to him are needed.

If I tell Concubine Xian directly about the little prince's strange behavior, I will have to explain it and also be on guard against Concubine Xian having other thoughts.

It would be better to use some clever means as we do now.

Zhao Ji knew very well that if he wanted these two things at the same time, there was a very clever way to get them.

Just like now.

So Zhao Ji specially asked Mingyue for a special kind of medicinal powder. This medicinal powder diffuses very quickly when exposed to heat and is only effective on women.

It's like weaving a layer of dream.

Although it can arouse the flower of desire in people's hearts, what it specifically is still depends on what the Chinese medicine practitioner is thinking.

Now it seems that although this virtuous concubine appears to be decisive and resolute on the surface, she is still a little woman at heart.

Since Concubine Xian had already taken such initiative, Zhao Ji naturally didn't bother to refuse.

After all, what he wanted next was the tears of Concubine Xian when she was moved.

Dancing together on the Wushan Mountain, with the waves rolling on her shoulders, the virtuous concubine felt drowsy yet extremely comfortable.

At the top of the mountain, in the depths of the sea, when love is deep, it is natural to shed tears of excitement.

Zhao Ji's eyes were deep, but even at this moment, he did not forget what he was going to do.

The small porcelain bottle caught the tears of Concubine Xian. At the same time, at the happiest moment, Zhao Ji gently cut a wound on Concubine Xian's fingertips, took some blood, and put it in another bottle.

After completing the main mission, Zhao Ji can indulge in the waves of Wushan without restraint.

At the same time, Concubine Xian felt that this dream was wonderful. For a moment, she even didn't want to wake up from this dream at all.

Gradually, fatigue took over and Concubine Lai Xian fell drowsy.

Zhao Ji also took this opportunity to withdraw. When leaving the Tangquan Palace, Zhao Ji stretched out his hand and used a stone to unblock the sealed acupoints of the palace maid.

The palace maid also thought that it was too late and she felt a little drowsy. After she woke up, she hurried in to check.

He discovered that Concubine Xian was sleeping in the hot spring, and hurried forward to pat her on the shoulder.

However, the virtuous concubine was so tired that she had to be called three or five times before she woke up.

"I actually fell asleep? Maybe my sleeping posture is a little wrong, and I feel a little sleepy and sore in my body."

The virtuous concubine frowned and rubbed her temples. Although she said that, her heart was still beating fast.

She is still savoring the feeling of that beautiful dream.

As I thought about it, my face turned red, but luckily there was mist and steam rising from the hot spring, so it wasn't obvious that I was blushing.

With the help of the palace maids, Concubine Xian quickly packed her things and returned to her bedroom in formal attire.

As soon as she returned to her bedroom, Concubine Xian lay down on the bed, wanting to fall asleep again, or at least relive the dream again.

As a result, no matter how soundly I slept, I could not return to the original dream and state.

The virtuous concubine was filled with regret and could only treasure that wonderful memory, thinking about it from time to time in the middle of the night to comfort herself.

As for her thoughts, Zhao Jike was too lazy to consider them.

Zhao Ji returned to his palace and reminisced about the past on the way.

After all, she was once the most favored woman in the palace, and she was indeed fragrant, soft, beautiful and charming.

It has to be said that the emperor is indeed the template that all men in the world envy. These beautiful women alone are enough to make many men envious.

All the beauties in the world are in the harem.

The women in the harem belong to none other than the emperor.

It is really desirable.

Zhao Ji chuckled, then took out the two porcelain bottles and examined them carefully.

The erotic dream lasted for a long time, so Zhao Ji got a lot of things.

The reason why he chose the dream method was mainly because Zhao Ji knew very well that Concubine Xian must not know his true identity.

If Concubine Xian knew that I was a fake eunuch and she herself had a prince, she would definitely sell me out one day for the prince's benefit.

Moreover, Concubine Xian had no leverage over Zhao Ji.

She is different from the Queen.

It is precisely because of these factors that Zhao Ji had no choice but to choose this method.

After giving the things to Mingyue to make the antidote, Zhao Ji pretended to be still under control every day and passed some irrelevant news to the little prince.

The little prince was also happy to accept it, and Zhao Ji would sometimes just raise his hand and let some gossip go.

The more such little treats there are, the more satisfied the people behind the little prince will be.

However, the Third Prince seemed to be under even greater pressure during this period. Zhao Jiming suggested in the court that the Emperor should let the Third Prince gain more experience and wanted to transfer the Third Prince to another place.

This actually allows the people behind the little prince to see what Zhao Ji is doing, but the third prince is obviously not so easy to be controlled.

There are various reasons every time.