[Fantasy] The Flirtatious Star Official (Complete) - 31-33

38. The Mysterious Voyeur

She began to relentlessly yearn for the man she loved, thinking of his devotion, his clumsiness, everything about him.

Gradually, her body began to heat up, her lower abdomen felt hot and itchy, a familiar yet empty sensation rising within her. She knew what was happening to her, yet couldn't help but sigh.

This feeling had never lessened since she fell in love with that man. After each mission with him, she would become sexually frustrated due to her longing for him, but that man was extremely averse to her then, not even wanting to look at her, let alone touch her.

Knowing it was hopeless, she naturally wouldn't force herself. She was beautiful and had a great figure, so she naturally had no shortage of bed partners. Each partner was highly skilled, yet none could satisfy her lonely heart.

She would always indulge herself with strange men at midnight, then, after dawn, she would put away those decadent memories, toss her hair, and return to her cold and amorous self.

However, her promiscuity became widely known, and the man who had been with her disliked her even more, even loathing to be touched by her, as if she were covered in HIV. This left her feeling even more helpless.

Looking back now, she realizes she was completely out of her mind. She thought Feng Han hated her to the extreme, that every man she had a relationship with, and even those she only had a few encounters with, would die silently.

She could almost guess the dishes were made by Feng Han without even needing to guess. In the entire assassin world, no one else would dare to openly oppose her, even hunt down her bed partners, except for that guy. But she didn't care. What

she cared about was that that guy hated her so much, even loathed her. Unable to kill her, so he had to eliminate anyone even remotely connected to her?

Now, thinking back, she realized she was completely bewitched by Feng Han. How could a man hunt down other people's bed partners for no reason, and persist in doing so? It was simply out of jealousy.

She hadn't thought of it at the time...

Now that she thought about it, that guy was really cute. He clearly loved her, but he didn't dare admit it. How could there be such a cute guy? The more she thought about him, the more her body burned, and her breathing became rapid.

The emptiness in her lower abdomen began to turn into pain, and that feeling of longing swept through her entire body.

If only, if only Su Han were by her side, she really wanted him right now.

In the end, she could only close her eyes and lean against the edge of the pool, stretching out her slender fingers and slowly sliding them towards her private parts, which were both painful and longing, gently stroking them. Then she desperately thought about him in her mind, about his strong and muscular chest, about the feeling of him holding her against his chest.

And about the feeling of his long, calloused hands moving over her body. Her sensitive nipples couldn't help but start to hurt, as if they were craving his caresses. She imagined those large hands slowly moving to her private parts, lingering on the outside of her petals, tracing their delicate shape little by little.

Finally, the man held her tightly in his arms, lifting her slender legs to wrap around his strong waist. His hot, hard member pressed against her fragile, trembling flower without hesitation. He lowered his head, gazing deeply into her eyes, his forehead covered in beads of sweat from restraint.

He softly called her name again and again, his voice husky and sexy, making her heart melt.

"Fengliu, Fengliu... my darling, my sweetheart..."

His voice seemed to be right next to her ear, and Fengliu couldn't help but moan softly, her body leaning slightly forward, as if welcoming his thrusts. His enormous member slid into the deepest part of her body with unstoppable force, as if branding itself onto her heart. All the emptiness and loneliness were filled in that moment.

She began to breathe rapidly, her breath coming in rapid gasps. With each increasingly intense thrust, his force seemed to send her flying, each stroke swift and decisive, possessive as if he wanted to devour her whole.

She was completely lost in his movements. At this moment, she was no longer the all-powerful, seductive woman he once was, but merely a small woman in his arms, allowing him to take her as he pleased.

She was adrift in a sea of desire, until the highest wave crashed over her, and she trembled beneath him, reaching her climax.

Her breathing gradually calmed, and she opened her eyes, somewhat dazed, then with a hint of disappointment, withdrew her fingers from her private parts, looking utterly forlorn. She wanted that person, not her fingers.

But her disappointment didn't last long, for she quickly realized she wasn't alone in the room. With her keen observation, she swiftly looked up.

At the top of the bathtub, there was a small crack, seemingly created by a tile being removed. A pair of incongruous eyes appeared there, and the owner of those eyes didn't seem embarrassed by being caught; instead, her eyes crinkled into a smile.

It looked like she was actually laughing. Feng Liu frowned, coldly staring into those eyes.

The other person didn't seem to intend to linger, slightly raising an eyebrow as if to say goodbye. The next moment, the person vanished from the rooftop, leaving only a small gap, silently confirming to Feng Liu that everything that had just happened was real.

She had been clearly seen masturbating in the tub by an unknown man.

Any other woman would probably be filled with shame and indignation, wanting to kill herself, but she was Feng Liu. She calmly stood up from the tub, casually grabbed a garment, put it on, then tucked Su Han's letter into her bosom, and slowly walked out of the bathtub, her face showing no sign of distress.

The maids, seeing that she had finished bathing, immediately surrounded her to help her change her clothes, while others busied themselves preparing a meal—whether lunch or dinner—after which Feng Liu leisurely finished eating before sending someone to fetch Jiang Bin.

Jiang Bin had been eagerly anticipating an opportunity to speak with Feng Liu about the mysterious man who had appeared that morning. He had used every method he could think of to inquire everywhere, but the vast majority of maids and guards were unaware of such a person.

Those who knew had only seen him, and couldn't obtain any details.

How could a mysterious man have suddenly appeared in the palace? This man must have a very special identity, but too few people knew about it. Perhaps only Wei Xi would know the answer, and only Feng Liu could likely accomplish this.

Jiang Bin hurried to Feng Liu's palace, only to find Feng Liu sitting in a chair, sipping rose syrup spoonful by spoonful. Upon seeing him, she immediately dismissed the maids beside her.

Jiang Bin quickly sat down in the chair, about to speak, but Feng Liu beat him to it.

"That man was here just now." Feng Liu didn't even look up, continuing to sip his rose syrup.

Jiang Bin was stunned. That man?! His first thought was naturally of the mysterious man who had appeared, so he subconsciously asked,

"You mean the one from this morning?" Feng Liu nodded, confirming.

But now Jiang Bin was even more surprised. "How did that guy get here?! Who is he? To be able to freely enter and leave the palace, his status must be quite high, right? Did you find out?"

Jiang Bin asked several questions in a row. Feng Liu finished his rose syrup, put down the small bowl, and then looked up at Jiang Bin, giving him a standard eye roll in a very friendly manner. "How would I know? He came secretly."

Ah?! Jiang Bin had considered countless possibilities, but he never imagined that the mysterious man would sneak in.

However, he was clearly more interested and couldn't wait to ask, "What exactly happened?! What's that guy's purpose here?"

Perhaps thinking of what had just happened, Feng Liu's face darkened slightly, and she repeated what had occurred in a low voice. Jiang Bin was completely petrified after hearing it, and it took her a while to recover, her voice trembling slightly.

"You...you mean, he actually came to peep at you while you were bathing..."

This clearly didn't please Feng Liu, and her expression worsened.

"He saw everything? Completely naked? Or maybe it was just a limited angle; he only saw a general outline, maybe just a back view." Jiang Bin probably still clung to a beautiful fantasy.

"Enough! Shut up!"

39. Looking back,

Jiang Bin knew she wasn't as nonchalant as she appeared; deep down, she was probably seething with anger, just suppressing it. Not daring to argue with her at this moment, he quickly shut his mouth.

Feng Liu was silent for a moment, then made a decision. "I'll find that guy."

The palace was both vast and small. If that guy was truly hiding in this palace, then she would definitely find him and drag him out! As for how to deal with him, she hadn't decided yet.

Jiang Bin was somewhat worried, but couldn't find a way to comfort Feng Liu; he couldn't just say he'd seen him and that was it.

So, they waited anxiously until nightfall. Feng Liu went to bed early, and Jiang Bin, clutching the signal flare she'd given him, sat helplessly in his room until he heard a soft tapping sound from the roof tiles—two long taps followed by one short one—the agreed-upon signal.

Only then did he open the window and quietly slip into the darkness.

The deep night was Feng Liu's favorite camouflage. Dressed in black, she moved nimbly throughout the palace without being detected by any guards, appearing quite relaxed.

However, they knew very little about the guy who had suddenly appeared, almost no clues whatsoever. Finding him would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Fengliu quietly climbed to the side of the highest pavilion in the palace. After hesitating for a moment, she didn't go upstairs directly, but instead climbed up a large tree next to the pavilion.

Under the cover of the treetops, she began to survey the entire palace. Almost everyone in the palace was asleep. Apart from a few lanterns lit in the corridors, almost every hall was dark. There was

still some light in the Imperial Study, probably because Wei Xi was still busy. It seemed that the guy was really concerned about state affairs. After glancing around, Fengliu realized that she still hadn't found anything and felt somewhat discouraged.

When she turned her gaze away, she noticed an unusual dark figure on the roof of the opposite pavilion. She looked closely and saw that there were indeed two people lurking at opposite ends of the roof. However, they were just lying in wait and didn't move. They didn't look like assassins, but rather like palace guards.

She raised an eyebrow slightly. Luckily, she had been cautious and hadn't gone directly to the roof; otherwise, she would have been walking into a trap.

But even Crown Prince Wei Xi's Eastern Palace wasn't so heavily guarded. This inconspicuous little courtyard, however, had such a large number of hidden guards. This couldn't help but make one instinctively feel that something was amiss.

Fengliu was a woman of action; she silently climbed down the tree, found four more hidden guards in the courtyard, and then, relying on her excellent skills and stealth abilities, easily approached the pavilion. She chose a secluded corner, opened a window, and slipped inside.

The house felt much damp and colder than outside, clearly carrying a heavy dampness, as if the doors and windows hadn't been opened in a long time. A faint musty smell emanated from the wooden furniture.

Had she guessed wrong? Was no one actually living here? Or was it just storing something important?

But in such a damp environment, books were obviously out of the question. Could it be something durable? As she pondered this, she suddenly heard a faint, almost imperceptible murmur. It

vanished quickly, leaving no time for careful consideration. Anyone else hearing such a strange sound in such an odd environment would surely be startled. But Feng Liu had never believed in ghosts or spirits, or perhaps it was because she had been an assassin for so long, and so many innocent souls had died at her hands, that her heart had hardened to the point where she could kill gods and ghosts alike.

Without hesitation, she immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

The sound seemed to travel through the thick wooden planks; Feng Liu sensed it came from upstairs.

She found the stairs on one side of the attic, carefully climbed up, and found the upstairs still cold and damp, but better than downstairs, seemingly more lively.

Fengliu silently went upstairs. After her eyes adjusted to the intense darkness, she could see a bed, a table, a few stools, and then nothing else... Was

this supposed to be a place where someone lived?! Yet, there really was someone living there. A figure was slightly wriggling on the bed. Fengliu quietly sat down on a stool nearby, silently watching the person.

In this darkness, she couldn't see the person's face, but she could roughly make out their movements.

It seemed to be a man, lying face down on the bed, his buttocks raised high, his legs spread wide. One hand was gripping his penis and rapidly stroking it, while the other hand was holding a dildo and thrusting it in and out from behind. The large, forceful thrusts made it seem more like self-torture than masturbation.

However, Fengliu also figured out why the soft moan she had heard earlier was so indistinct. He was biting down hard on the blanket beneath him, and even though he was soaked in sweat, he hadn't made a sound.

That sound was probably an accidental leak, and the man was currently oblivious to her presence, seemingly completely immersed in his own pleasure.

Fengliu had seen many gay videos before, but this was the first time she'd seen a live gay masturbation.

She even took a closer look at his physique. Although he was somewhat thin, his body was quite good—strong, long legs, a slender waist, and beautiful, sexy curves from behind. He was certainly a

man who could easily arouse a man; a good bottom. But when she caught sight of his heavy penis between his legs, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. That thing was quite large; it was a pity he was just a bottom. It wouldn't be bad to have a chance to be the top.

With that critical, appreciative gaze, she watched the man on the bed reach his climax, ejaculating his semen onto his palm, then slump onto the bed, biting his lower lip as if afraid to let his rapid breathing escape.

The show's over, shouldn't I leave? Fengliu thought to herself, intending to get up and quietly leave, but suddenly found her legs weak and powerless, unable even to sit up. Had

she been poisoned?! But when had she been poisoned?!

However, she didn't panic; instead, she calmly continued sitting, quietly staring at the man on the bed.

The man finally calmed his breathing and slowly turned his head.

Upon seeing his face, Fengliu couldn't help but narrow her eyes. It was the guy who had spied on her bathing during the day.

40. Enduring humiliation and living a life of ignominy

—it was too much of a coincidence.

He had just spied on her during the day, and now she had seen him back? Heaven was being too kind to her.

However, she didn't forget that she was poisoned and couldn't move, so she remained seated, her expression calm. She was neither flustered nor nervous, seemingly waiting for the other person to speak first.

The man on the bed, seemingly unconcerned or even indifferent, climbed up, his tall, jade-like figure exposed to Fengliu without any attempt at concealment. Fengliu, always one to take advantage of any opportunity, readily took in the sight before her, without a trace of embarrassment. Such

beauty offered so readily, why not take it? He casually pulled a thin shirt from the shelf, covering his exposed physique, and then sat down opposite Fengliu.

His face wasn't clearly visible in the darkness, but Fengliu wouldn't forget that she had seen him once during the day. Pale to the point of being bluish, yet incomparably alluring; a man with such a striking appearance made even her, usually quite confident, feel somewhat inferior.

However, having such a captivatingly handsome man probably wasn't a good thing.

"Is it good?" A cold voice came from his mouth, devoid of any emotion, sending a chill down one's spine.

Fengliu raised an eyebrow, seemingly deliberately provoking him. "Very impressive."

However, the man didn't get angry; instead, his eyes crinkled, as if he smiled.

"You're not bad either."

This remark successfully angered Fengliu, but the angrier she became, the sweeter her smile grew.

"Not at all, not at all. In terms of looks, I'm far inferior to you..." To emphasize the effect, she smiled even more lewdly.

The other man accepted Fengliu's hint, but his face showed no anger. He calmly uttered, "Princess, have you ever heard the saying, 'Man is the knife, I am the fish'? I wonder if you've noticed, Princess, that you seem powerless?"

This sentence carried a threatening undertone.

"Oh? Should I be afraid?" Fengliu appeared even more composed. “Since you were able to poison me, yet didn’t kill me, it seems you don’t intend to.”

“You are indeed very clever.”

The silent man’s words, which could barely be called a compliment, only piqued Feng Liu’s interest in his true intentions.

“Speak, what do you want with me? I don’t believe you came to my courtyard for no reason, just to peep at me bathing.” She couldn’t help but grit her teeth as she said this; he still cared!

He ignored her underlying dissatisfaction. “The princess is right. I certainly won’t harm you; on the contrary, I wish to cooperate with you.”

“Tell me.” Feng Liu didn’t refuse, or rather, having been poisoned, she had no other choice.

“The Lan Kingdom is about to go to war, and the Wei Kingdom seems to be planning to get involved. The princess is an ambitious person; wouldn’t you like to gain more at once?” His voice was cool and persuasive.

However, Feng Liu was no ordinary person. “You want to use me to help you deal with the Wei Kingdom? That’s a good idea.”

Without any embarrassment at having her plan exposed, she answered frankly. "This is beneficial to both of us, so why not?"

Feng Liu remained silent, simply gazing at the other's face. He didn't urge her.

"How can you be so sure I'll agree?"

He chuckled softly. "With the princess's intelligence, after conquering Lan Kingdom, she'll likely turn her attention to Wei Kingdom. Since we'll inevitably clash with Wei, wouldn't cooperating with me be icing on the cake?"

Indeed, even if Feng Liu didn't want to go through all that trouble, in her view, as long as she could be with Su Han, she didn't care about the world. But Lan Kingdom wouldn't have peace until Su Han was eliminated, and she wouldn't have a good life until Wei Kingdom was eliminated. Just the fact that she wouldn't marry Wei Xi after using Wei Kingdom was enough to keep Wei Kingdom clinging to her for life.

But Feng Liu was more curious about the cooperation he proposed. After all, cooperation naturally required leverage. Where did this man's confidence come from? As a male favorite of the Wei king, how much could he possibly offer?

The man opposite her received a glance from Feng Liu and trembled slightly, knowing she had seen through him. He no longer bothered to hide it. "Yes, I am indeed the Prince Wei's male favorite."

But he continued nonchalantly, "But before I entered the palace, I had another identity."

Looking at Feng Liu's beautiful face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone calls me Ghost Hand Li Tian."

Ghost Hand?! Although Feng Liu hadn't been in this world for many years, thanks to her intelligence departments, she knew some of the gossip in the martial arts world. The name Ghost Hand, the number one poison master, was legendary and feared ten years ago.

However, it was rumored that Ghost Hand suddenly disappeared, and no one knew his whereabouts, not even the intelligence department could find him.

It turned out he was hiding in the Wei Kingdom's palace. The rest of the story seemed unnecessary to explain; Feng Liu, just by looking at his alluring and captivating appearance, could guess the gist of it. The Wei King had probably seen him by chance, harbored evil thoughts, and then recklessly abducted him into the palace.

Li Tian didn't want to dwell on the past, simply saying, "Although he crippled my martial arts, fed me a 'softening-nerve' drug, and used various methods to control me, he couldn't disable my ability to use poison."

As he said this, the confidence of a peerless master unconsciously emanated from him, causing Feng Liu to involuntarily curl her lips into a smile. She admired people like him most. Most people in the world couldn't bear humiliation; as soon as they suffered injustice or dissatisfaction, they thought of suicide, believing that death would end everything, unaware that that was the most cowardly way. A man

like Li Tian, who endured humiliation and hardship in the palace for ten years, yet never gave up any opportunity for revenge—that was the kind of man she truly admired.

She even thought, "The King of Wei's serious illness is probably your doing."

Li Tian readily admitted, "I've spent my life with poison, and I'm immune to it all." The implication was that the King of Wei's lust for her beauty was the root of his troubles, and the poison had likely been slowly accumulating in his body, building up until now.

Even with so many imperial physicians in the palace, probably no one could cure it.

Was this his own doing? Paying the price for his desires, but the price seemed too high.

Feng Liu immediately made a decision. "I'll cooperate with you."

41. The Sincerity of Cooperation

The next morning, when Feng Liu casually mentioned this to Jiang Bin while having breakfast, Jiang Bin almost choked on his tea in front of her.

"Cough cough, what did you say?!" Another violent cough erupted.

Jiang Bin, like an asthma sufferer, coughed and gasped as he finished speaking. "He...cough cough...he...is Ghost Hand?"

Feng Liu glanced at him, completely ignoring this nonsense; she had already made it very clear.

However, Jiang Bin became excited as if he had struck gold. Ghost Hand, Li Tian. The weight of those four words in the martial world, the storms they could stir up—people like Su Han and Feng Liu, who didn't originally belong to this world, couldn't imagine.

Only someone like Jiang Bin, who had grown up hearing this legend, knew what that name meant, and the terrifying influence it represented.

So he looked at Feng Liu with shining eyes, eagerly anticipating the next step of their plan.

But Feng Liu simply told him coldly, "What's your rush? Prince Wei isn't dead yet."

But Prince Wei was dying; the most urgent matter was how to keep Li Tian alive.

Given King Wei's obsessive and intense possessiveness towards Li Tian, he would likely rather die than let go. It's likely that his first act after death would be to have Li Tian buried with him, and Li Tian is probably well aware of this, which is why he's seeking cooperation at this critical juncture.

It's difficult for him to survive alone, and it just so happens that Feng Liu entered the palace at this time—it's undeniably a twist of fate.

Jiang Bin isn't stupid either; his mind is always more meticulous than others, and he immediately understood after a little prompting from Feng Liu.

"King Wei probably doesn't have much time left," Jiang Bin sighed. Rumors travel incredibly fast in the palace; they even know how many times King Wei vomits blood and coughs at night.

Usually, when things reach this point, it means King Wei is truly on his deathbed, and they don't even bother to hide his serious illness.

So they don't have much time left; they fear King Wei might suddenly collapse before their plans are complete. Feng Liu frowned, quickly planning in his mind, his brow furrowing slightly.

Jiang Bin, frowning and racking his brains, seemed far more professional than Feng Liu at this moment. After all, this world was his domain, and he immediately came up with a feasible solution.

"I once heard my master mention a Turtle Breathing Pill. After taking it, a person is as if they're dead, no longer breathing. The effects of this medicine can last for three days. If Li Tian can take this pill, as long as we can deceive the Imperial Household Department, things will be much easier."

Feng Liu raised an eyebrow; she had never heard of such a thing before. "Where can I find this medicine?"

This question stumped Jiang Bin. Yes, he had only heard of it, never even seen it. Whether such a medicine truly existed was uncertain, but then he suddenly remembered someone: Ghost Hand Li Tian.

“Go ask Ghost Hand. If even he can't do it, then I'm afraid no one in the world can.”

After Feng Liu lazily finished telling Li Tian Jiang Bin’s thoughts and ideas, the man suddenly narrowed his eyes. A strange light flashed in his cold and sinister eyes. Looking at the smile that spilled from his lips, although it was beautiful, it also made people feel cold to the bone and chilled their hearts.

“I know this kind of medicine, but no one has ever concocted it.”

Hearing him say this, Feng Liu was slightly discouraged, but when she thought of his sudden smile just now, she felt that something was wrong. “Do you know the formula for this medicine?”

The other party nodded as she expected, but there was no sign of relaxation in his expression.

Before Feng Liu could ask any further questions, he explained himself. “The Prince of Wei knows that I am a master of medicine, so how could he easily let me get close to the Imperial Physician’s Hall?” So he had a lot of skills in using poison, but he had never been able to completely leave the palace.

However, the matter of medicinal herbs was naturally no problem for Feng Liu. She could easily fabricate a minor ailment and have Wei Xi move the Imperial Hospital to the East Palace without any issue. Therefore, Feng Liu felt that what Li Tian said wasn't the real problem.

"There are several herbs that are particularly important, but also extremely rare. I'm afraid the palace doesn't have them either."

So this was the real reason. Li Tian's expression was as cold and unpredictable as ever, but Feng Liu slightly narrowed her eyes. "It's alright. Just write down the prescription, and I will naturally find a way to gather them."

Li Tian stared at Feng Liu for a moment, then turned and quickly listed the required herbs.

As he handed the prescription to Feng Liu, he suddenly spoke up in a strange way. "Your Highness has gone to such lengths for me; I am truly amazed."

Feng Liu took the prescription, put it in her pocket, and then lazily glanced at him.

"I don't easily cooperate with others, and when I do, I naturally expect to gain corresponding benefits."

Li Tian naturally understood the implication in her words and nodded with a smile. "I will not disappoint Your Highness."

Cooperation naturally requires sincerity, and Feng Liu was certainly sincere.

King Wei's health was deteriorating; he frequently fell into a coma, only waking up for very short periods each day. Wei Xi probably knew he was nearing his end, but he was still planning to finalize his marriage to Feng Liu before the official start of the war with Lan Kingdom, ideally immediately.

This way, he could legitimately get involved and reap both fame and fortune.

So, a few days later, Feng Liu was meticulously dressed up. Her already striking features were even more radiant under the exquisite makeup, captivating everyone who saw her.

It wasn't the first time Wei Xi had been mesmerized by her, but once again, she had captured his heart with her beauty. Even his breathing became erratic, and he was unable to react for a long time, simply staring blankly at the stunning beauty before him. It wasn't

until Fengliu, with a gentle smile, nudged him, saying, "Stop looking, it's not good to be late," that

Wei Xi stammered, snapping out of his reverie. He took her arm, and the two left the courtyard and boarded a sedan chair. They drove straight to Pingtai Palace, where the Prince Wei was recuperating. This time of day was usually one of the few times the Prince Wei was lucid, so Wei Xi knew they couldn't afford to be late.

But even after they were in the sedan chair, Wei Xi was still captivated by Fengliu's beauty, unable to snap out of it. Several times along the way, he lifted the curtain of his sedan chair to look to the side, hoping to catch Fengliu peeking out as well.

Unfortunately, Fengliu had been resting with her head propped up since she got into the sedan chair. Her attire this time was extremely formal. Not to mention the layers of brocade robes she wore, the dazzling array of ornaments on her wrists and waist, and the nine gold hairpins inlaid with pearls and jade on her bald head, it was enough to overwhelm her.

If it weren't for the fact that the play wasn't over yet, she would have torn it off and thrown it away long ago.

The sedan chair swayed and wobbled for more than an hour before finally arriving at Pingtai Palace, where Prince Wei was recuperating. As soon as the sedan chair bearers stopped, Wei Xi couldn't wait to lift the curtain, took a few steps to Feng Liu's sedan chair, and lifted the curtain before the eunuchs could. Seeing the bright and dazzling Feng Liu, his breath caught in his throat again, and his eyes involuntarily darkened.

His tone was unexpectedly light, "Come, Liu'er. We've arrived."

Feng Liu smiled gently and slowly placed her small white jade hand in his, causing Wei Xi's breath to catch in his throat again for no reason.

42. Heaven is Destroying Wei

Prince Wei lived in a side hall, the environment of which was quite quiet and secluded. However, Feng Liu secretly looked around and found that the decorations were much more plain. Compared to the luxurious East Palace, this place really seemed much more desolate.

Several eunuchs trotted ahead, leading the way. Wei Xi, head held high and chest puffed out, walked with an air of youthful smugness, his arm linked with hers, looking quite pleased with himself. Feng Liu couldn't help but frown slightly.

It seemed Wei Xi and the King's relationship wasn't all that great; otherwise, why would she be thinking of arranging her wedding when the King was facing a life-or-death situation?

After walking down a long corridor, they finally arrived at the King's bedchamber. The eunuchs at the door had already gone in to announce their arrival, and Wei Xi and the others went straight in.

Many charcoal stoves were lit inside. Although it was late spring/early summer, the weather wasn't hot, but it wasn't cold either. However, with charcoal stoves lit in all four corners of the room, the heat wave that hit

her as soon as she stepped inside made Feng Liu slightly uncomfortable. Dressed in formal attire, completely covered from head to toe, having to move around in such a sweltering place was anything but pleasant.

A gaunt man lay on the large dragon bed, looking rather out of place. As soon as Fengliu and Wei Xi entered the room, they gave him a deep bow before the bed. Only when the man on the bed weakly said, "Rise,"

did they have a chance to slowly stand up. As soon as Fengliu stood up, he met the other's eyes. It was an indescribable feeling, as deep as the ocean, unfathomable. Although he was so thin that he was practically just a skeleton, the outline of Prince Wei still revealed his dashing appearance in his youth.

He lay on the bed, silent, simply staring at Feng Liu. Feng Liu calmly met his gaze, and the two silently sized each other up, the atmosphere becoming tense.

It was Wei Xi who broke the silence, probably disliking Feng Liu being stared at like that by a man other than himself. Besides, as a man, he was well aware of how beautiful Feng Liu looked in her finery.

"Father, this is Princess Liuyun from Lan Kingdom, who has come for a marriage alliance. Liu'er, this is my father."

He feigned an introduction, breaking their staring contest. Feng Liu bowed slightly and called out crisply, "Liuyun greets Your Majesty, King Wei."

King Wei's gaze finally returned to Wei Xi.

After a few casual words, King Wei found an excuse to keep Wei Xi behind, while Feng Liu was invited to a side hall for some refreshments and to wait.

After a while, Wei Xi emerged from the hall, his face bearing an indescribable sadness. It wasn't until they reached the side hall and saw Feng Liu that things brightened slightly, and a smile crept onto her lips.

After they had dinner together, Feng Liu returned to her own palace to rest.

As she finished washing up and lay down on the bed, Jiang Bin suddenly climbed in through the window. Feng Liu lazily sat on the edge of the bed, watching him carefully close the window and then check around.

"What did you hear?"

Jiang Bin sat down at the table, shaking his head heavily. "We underestimated Prince Wei. Although he's seriously ill, he's not easily fooled. Compared to Wei Xi, he's many times more profound."

This was natural; Feng Liu had felt the same way when she first saw Prince Wei that day. She felt she couldn't see through him. If this man weren't currently terminally ill, and if he were still holding power in Wei, Feng Liu felt her plans would be greatly affected.

"After you left, Wei Xi proposed marriage to him, but the King of Wei did not agree." Today, Feng Liu had specially arranged for Jiang Bin to follow them, disguising himself as an accompanying eunuch. Feng Liu didn't know why, but it seemed he had foreseen that things wouldn't go smoothly.

Now, thinking back, it was fortunate that he had arranged for Jiang Bin to be among them, so that he could overhear the discussion between the King of Wei and Wei Xi.

Although the King of Wei didn't have much time left, when he looked at Wei Xi from his bed, his eyes were still as clear as ever. Even Wei Xi felt a little guilty looking at him; this was the awe he had always felt. "My son, this woman has an extraordinary bearing and is exceptionally intelligent. She is not a simple person."

These words sounded like a compliment to Feng Liu, and Wei Xi's face immediately lit up with joy, but unexpectedly, the King of Wei continued, "I do not agree to your marriage. This woman is no ordinary person. One day, the Wei Kingdom will be destroyed in her hands."

Wei Xi's face instantly turned ashen, because these words not only rejected their marriage but also implied his incompetence. Could a woman really destroy his Wei Kingdom? Was the King of Wei's words a veiled criticism, a sarcastic jab at his perceived incompetence?

Wei Xi immediately retorted coldly, "Father need not worry, I have my own plans. I will not abandon the entire Wei Kingdom and my own life for a man."

These words successfully turned the King of Wei's face pale again, and he lowered his head, coughing violently. The eunuch beside him hurriedly took a damp cloth to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth before quickly retreating to the side.

"My son, you resent me..." The King of Wei's words carried a hint of dejection.

Wei Xi smiled coldly, ultimately remaining silent. The King of Wei suddenly laughed, "Tell me, have you truly fallen for that Princess Liuyun?"

Although he didn't know what the King of Wei meant, Wei Xi nodded in acknowledgment.

Upon hearing this, the King of Wei's laughter grew even more desolate, his face showing signs of exhaustion. "Heaven is going to destroy my kingdom, Wei! I used to be so carefree and unrestrained, yet I couldn't escape the word 'love,' and now my son is following in my footsteps… Heaven is going to destroy me… destroy me…"

Wei Xi, listening to his ravings, grew impatient and finally excused himself. Feng

Liu, after listening to Jiang Bin's vivid story, raised an eyebrow and said something infuriatingly sarcastic.

"You'd be perfect as a storyteller." Jiang Bin's lips twitched, but he managed to hold back.

43.

Her relationship with the King of Wei didn't seem to have a significant impact on her life. At least, it didn't change Feng Liu's life at all. However, Feng Liu knew that some unseen changes were slowly taking shape beneath the surface.

She didn't know if the secret letter she had Jiang Bin deliver to Su Han had been received, but time was running out in Feng Liu's heart; she desperately wanted the King of Wei to die.

Despite being terminally ill, she always felt uneasy. Perhaps it was that eye contact in the main hall that day, the unfathomable black eyes in his gaze that made her feel threatened.

Wei Xi's attitude towards Feng Liu became increasingly intimate. All day long, except when he had to stay in the imperial study to handle memorials, he spent almost all his time going to Feng Liu's palace. Dinner was a daily ritual, and now he was even going to lunchtime.

Just after lunch, Feng Liu took out a slip of paper and handed it to Wei Xi. Wei Xi took it, asking in surprise,

"Liu'er? What's this?" He glanced at the slip as he spoke; it contained the names of medicinal herbs, some of which he didn't even recognize.

Feng Liu smiled faintly, his innocence carrying a hint of allure. “This is a secret antidote recipe passed down through generations in the Lan Kingdom. That day…” She lowered her head slightly, a blush creeping onto her face, “When I saw Father Emperor, I seemed to be showing symptoms of poisoning, so I specifically asked Father Emperor for this recipe.”

Wei Xi was captivated by her shy expression, staring at her intently. What pleased him even more was Feng Liu’s timid address of “Father Emperor.” In his eyes, Feng Liu seemed eager to marry as soon as possible and become his queen.

Wei Xi put away the recipe and couldn’t help but reach out and touch Feng Liu’s soft, boneless hand, gently holding it in his own. A warm feeling enveloped his chest, and he moved closer to Feng Liu.

He lowered his head to gaze at her beautiful face, and just as his lips were about to touch hers, Fengliu suddenly pushed him away, her face flushed, and said, "No, in broad daylight!"

She tried to run away, but Wei Xi wouldn't let her. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, and even held her in his arms. Now Fengliu had nowhere to escape.

Fengliu struggled anxiously, but Wei Xi held her firmly. His eyes were filled with undisguised infatuation as he gazed at her features, his head lowered in fascination. "Liu'er, you are so beautiful."

Just as his thin lips were about to touch Fengliu's, the eunuchs' voices suddenly came from outside the door, seemingly out of place.

"Your Highness, General Song requests an audience in the Imperial Study."

Wei Xi's actions were interrupted by the voices, and Fengliu seized the opportunity to cover her mouth, feigning surprise and embarrassment. She quickly broke free from Wei Xi's embrace, feigning to straighten her clothes. Her face was flushed, and her watery eyes were filled with tender affection, making Wei Xi swoon once again.

The eunuch outside, not hearing a reply, called out again in a shrill voice. Wei Xi was pulled back to reality by the sound, frowning as he replied, "I know," before somewhat annoyedly standing up from the stool.

However, when he turned to face Feng Liu, he still exuded tenderness. "Liu'er, I have to go now,"

Feng Liu hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding his eyes, only urging, "Go quickly."

"Liu'er, do you really want me to leave? I'll be heartbroken."

Feng Liu looked up and glared at him, ignoring his feigned sadness, and glared at him angrily. "You! You're so annoying! Go on!"

Wei Xi couldn't help but laugh again, his heart racing at Feng Liu's charming appearance.

But he managed to suppress his desire, took a few steps outside, and finally turned back to look at Feng Liu, saying reluctantly, "Then, then I'm really leaving."

"..." Feng Liu looked at him silently until his handsome figure disappeared into the courtyard before turning back to the inner hall.

Jiang Bin had been sitting on a stool in the inner hall at some point. Seeing Feng Liu return, he suddenly raised his hand and gave her a thumbs-up, silently expressing his admiration.

Looking at Feng Liu, the shy blush on her face had long since disappeared. At this moment, she had a cold expression on her pretty face, her eyes full of impatience, showing no trace of being immersed in love.

Fengliu casually sat down opposite Jiang Bin, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, thought for a moment, then spat it into a flowerpot beside her. She then took out a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped her lips.

"Were you kissed?" Jiang Bin asked uncertainly, watching from the side.

Fengliu frowned slightly and shook her head to indicate no. "But it was still disgusting." Actually, she wanted to say "disgusting," but subconsciously filtered out the word. Hadn't she done enough of playing along before?

When carrying out missions, she was no less likely than anyone else to use her looks to improve efficiency. Although her private life in her previous life was somewhat chaotic, and sleeping with men she had just met was commonplace,

in this palace, giving Wei Xi a little something sweet to facilitate things wasn't particularly difficult or impossible.

But she subconsciously avoided such situations, something she couldn't even explain herself.

Sigh, Fengliu sighed softly, suddenly feeling that she had become pretentious.

After being with Su Han, she couldn't accept any other man. Was she truly that conservative and loyal, or did she harbor a hidden, undiscovered spiritual fastidiousness?

Jiang Bin didn't dwell on this, quietly taking a letter from his pocket and handing it to Feng Liu.

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Liu's eyes when she saw the letter. She quickly took Su Han's letter; this time, it contained two different pages. The first page reported on the task Feng Liu had given him.

The prescription contained at least five extremely rare medicinal herbs; Su Han had only managed to find four despite his best efforts, and there was still one he couldn't obtain. Feng Liu showed no dissatisfaction or blame. She had initially predicted finding two or three would be good enough, but Su Han never disappointed her.

"The remaining one?" Jiang Bin hesitated.

But Feng Liu seemed confident, "Wei Xi can definitely get that one."

Jiang Bin wanted to ask more, but Feng Liu waved him away, eager to read the second letter.

No one would have imagined that the cold and aloof man could write such passionate and moving sentences.

44. Furious.

Wei Xi did not disappoint Feng Liu. Two days later, he had gathered all the medicinal herbs on the prescription. The rare herb that even Su Han was helpless against was among them.

Feng Liu looked at Wei Xi with feigned surprise, "Huh? I thought this herb was extinct. I didn't expect to find it. Your Highness is truly amazing." Her undisguised admiration pleased Wei Xi greatly.

"This herb can probably only be found in my Wei Royal Palace, I'm afraid." Wei Xi announced proudly.

Feng Liu smiled as well, but a faint mockery flashed in her lowered eyes. How could she not know? That herb was a holy antidote. Ever since the King Wei forcibly possessed Ghost Hand's body, he had been taking that herb year after year to control the poison in Ghost Hand's body.

This medicinal herb originally only grew within the territory of the State of Wei. Although extremely rare, it wasn't entirely unheard of. However, due to the decree of the King of Wei,

almost all the medicinal herbs within the entire State of Wei were plundered, and some were even transplanted to the King's palace. Therefore, Wei Xi's statement that this medicinal herb was only found in the King's palace wasn't entirely unfounded.

However, the King of Wei valued

this herb extremely highly; it could be said that no one in the entire palace, except for him or Wei Xi, could obtain it. Feng Liu had considered obtaining it privately, but he discovered that the herb was extremely delicate. Only the leaves could be used medicinally, and even then, they had to be mature leaves. The tender leaves couldn't be used because they contained trace amounts of toxins.

After the leaves were picked, they had to be immediately dried in the sun, then roasted over a low fire before being ground into powder. This herb couldn't tolerate sunlight at all during its normal growth. After picking the leaves, they had to be immediately placed in the sun to dry, then roasted, and finally ground. After hearing Ghost Hand's explanation, Feng Liu immediately abandoned the idea of obtaining it himself.

For her, any troublesome matter was best avoided if she could avoid doing it herself.

That night, Feng Liu, carrying all the medicinal herbs from the prescription, went to the attic again. Ghost Hand was nowhere to be seen. Feng Liu was slightly surprised. Logically, this guy had no martial arts skills, and there were so many guards in the courtyard; where could he have gone?

Could he have been taken away? While Feng Liu was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a noise below the attic. She quickly flipped over and hid on a beam.

It seemed a group of people were walking towards them. Listening carefully, Feng Liu counted about seven or eight people, secretly calculating in her mind. Could it be that old bastard Wei Wang had predicted her arrival and was preparing to capture her?

Although she wasn't 100% sure, who was she? She was Feng Liu, known as the Strongest Blade; seven or eight people were no threat to her. However, she quickly realized she was overthinking it; the people stopped at the foot of the attic.

"You may all leave." The voice was low and as cold as ever, but it also sounded weak.

The people quickly withdrew, and the door to the attic opened. A person slowly walked up with heavy steps. Feng Liu couldn't help but tumble down from the roof beam to support the swaying man.

Even from a distance, she could smell the blood emanating from him. Now that he was closer, she could sense that he seemed seriously injured. What had happened? Who in the Wei King's palace dared to treat him like this? Wasn't he the Wei King's most favored male concubine?

A name flashed through her mind like lightning. In this Wei King's palace, only the Wei King himself would dare to treat him like this!

Ghost Hand also seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. He didn't seem to care that Feng Liu saw him in such a disheveled state. In fact, when Feng Liu took his arm, he involuntarily leaned against her, and Feng Liu could only catch him quickly.

After finally getting him to bed, she barely had time to catch her breath before quickly removing his clothes one by one. Thanks to her night vision, even in the pitch-black night and dimly lit room, she could roughly make out his wounds. Just one glance made her frown.

Did the Prince Wei intend to kill him? How could he be so cruel?

Li Tian's back was covered in fine, dense welts from whipping, and his neck, chest, waist, abdomen, and inner thighs were covered in deep teeth marks. It was clear the bite had been merciless, as if the person had wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.

The dried blood made Li Tian look incredibly pitiful. Even a seasoned womanizer like Feng Liu had to admit that the Prince Wei was a sadistic pervert. She immediately brought the basin of water to the table, wrung out a towel, and began to slowly wipe away the blood and sweat from his body.

Li Tian seemed to be losing his senses, becoming somewhat dazed, occasionally letting out broken groans. They sounded like the dying cries of a small animal, and it was precisely this sound that made Feng Liu frown. Her initial cooperation with Li Tian was indeed only for profit.

Although she admitted she admired Li Tian's forbearance, at this moment, she genuinely wanted to avenge this man.

Even more gruesome than the wounds on his back and body was the hidden area between his legs. Slowly wiping away the dried, clumped blood, Feng Liu could see the unnatural redness and swelling. Even worse, it was covered with various wounds, seemingly the marks left from each reopening and healing.

And now, the newly inflicted wounds hadn't healed, and winding trails of blood slowly began to flow down his thighs.

Whether in the past or present, Feng Liu had always been a top-notch assassin. She was familiar with all kinds of deadly killing methods and the use of various sharp weapons; similarly, she was also familiar with the wounds inflicted by those weapons.

So, with just one glance, she clearly understood that many of those wounds weren't naturally formed, but rather inflicted by hard objects. "King Wei," Feng Liu gritted her teeth, she felt an urge to slice that man to pieces.

What was supposed to be a discussion about the next steps turned into an unexpected ordeal, and Feng Liu spent the entire night in the pavilion, carefully tending to Li Tian until dawn when his fever finally subsided, at which point she cautiously left.

Back in her inner hall, she didn't feel tired, only that her mood remained somewhat foul.

Jiang Bin didn't know what was wrong with her, but dared not offend her, and could only stay by her side cautiously.

At lunchtime, Wei Xi came again, but Feng Liu was in a bad mood and didn't want to stay with him, so she claimed to be ill. Wei Xi summoned the imperial physician and gave him many instructions before reluctantly leaving. The

moment he left, Feng Liu jumped up and stealthily returned to Li Tian's pavilion.

45.

When I saw Li Tian in the attic, he stared blankly at the bed curtains with wide-open eyes.

Li Tian woke up a while after she left. Several times last night, he thought he couldn't hold on any longer, but he was unwilling to die like that, until the torture ended.

Even though he was treated like the lowest male slave by the Prince of Wei, Li Tian's pride wouldn't allow him to bow his head and accept his fate. Every time he returned to the attic covered in wounds, he insisted on not having anyone serve him.

Just because he didn't want anyone to see the unsightly scars on his body.

Except...

he never thought he would meet the princess of Lan Kingdom. At that most embarrassing and unbearable moment, she appeared before him and pulled him into her arms without saying a word. She was just a woman, yet she seemed so strong.

At that moment, Li Tian felt like he was about to collapse, and only she could support him.

The expected mockery and disdain did not materialize. The woman swiftly and deftly tore off his clothes, brought over a basin of water, and began to wash his wounds. Even when she saw the bloody wounds, her expression did not waver.

This made him increasingly confused. If he had initially chosen her simply because he felt she was the only one in the palace with any use, the more he interacted with her, the less he understood her.

If she was just a princess, why could she freely move in and out of this heavily guarded pavilion? Why could she confidently discuss cooperation with him even after being poisoned? Why could she still find all the medicinal herbs he deliberately presented as difficult problems?

Why could she remain so calm and unmoved even when she saw such degrading wounds on his body?

She cared for him for an entire night, not stopping even when he had a fever. In his daze, there was always someone sitting by his bedside, gently wiping his sweat.

Just as he was still bewildered, a hand suddenly reached out and placed it directly on his forehead.

He was startled, only to be met with a stunningly beautiful face, bright eyes and a radiant countenance.

Li Tian was clearly shocked, his eyes wide but he couldn't utter a word.

Instead, Feng Liu calmly withdrew her hand and said softly, "Thank goodness, the fever has subsided."

She then turned and went back to the table. Only then did Li Tian notice that she was carrying something—a food box. He watched as Feng Liu took out a bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful, and tasted it. Seemingly finding it acceptable, she walked to the bedside, placed the bowl on a stool, and came to help him.

"I'm not hungry..." Li Tian quickly shook his head, even pulling his hand back from under the covers.

Feng Liu stood there by the bed, staring at him with some displeasure. Just as Li Tian thought she was about to leave in anger... But then he saw her suddenly take two steps forward, and then roughly pull him off the bed.

In doing so, she accidentally aggravated his wounds, causing him to gasp in pain. Looking at Feng Liu, she showed no pity whatsoever, only a cold stare.

"Don't you want revenge? If you wanted to die, why didn't you die sooner to avoid suffering like this? But since you're still alive, then these sufferings can't be in vain!"

After saying this, she gave him a sudden, cold laugh.

"You'll have to ask me before you die."

Li Tian had always considered himself cold and aloof, coldly observing the world, coldly observing the people and events in the palace, his heart and even his very bones filled with coldness and resentment.

But he suddenly realized that he wasn't cold enough; this woman before him was far colder than him, her coldness emanating from the depths of her soul.

He knew that Wei Xi of Wei Kingdom was madly infatuated with her, but could any man truly move such a woman?

Feng Liu said nothing more, simply handing him the bowl of porridge. Li Tian reached out and took it. Perhaps due to weakness from blood loss, he felt his hands could barely hold the bowl, but he still gritted his teeth and, with trembling hands, scooped up the porridge spoonful by spoonful until he finished it all.

"You're right, my injuries can't be in vain, my suffering can't be for nothing."

When Li Tian raised his head again, his face no longer showed the initial confusion and vulnerability, but instead a desire for revenge and a firm resolve.

Feng Liu looked at him and finally revealed a satisfied smile.

"I need to apologize to you. The medicinal herbs on the prescription were deliberately difficult for me."

Li Tian honestly admitted to the little tricks he had used. He had endured so much in the palace for so many years; how could he so easily trust a woman from out of town, nor would he so easily agree to cooperate with someone?

He deliberately set impossible conditions to test Feng Liu's determination to cooperate, and also to test her strength.

But as it turned out, this woman was indeed very capable. Not only did she find all the medicinal herbs he needed, but she also

took this cooperation very seriously. Li Tian wasn't a hypocrite either; since he had played tricks first, he naturally admitted his mistake immediately. Feng Liu shook her head, clearly knowing from the beginning, and didn't care. "Not really. If you hadn't tested me, I'm afraid I would have doubted the sincerity of your cooperation."

Li Tian was slightly taken aback, only then realizing that he and she were actually very similar in some ways.

Equally cold-blooded, equally suspicious, equally cautious, and equally vengeful!

"I know you've prepared everything," Feng Liu stated casually, as if discussing the weather.

Li Tian's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, a smile of approval appearing on his face.

"What do you want to do?" He knew she must have a plan in mind.

Feng Liu glanced at him, her tone unconsciously turning cold. "I want Prince Wei dead, the sooner the better. And I want him to die without leaving a trace!"

Then she turned to look at Li Tian, "Only you can do this." 02-13

46. On the eve of the operation,

Jiang Bin, as always, liked to stroll around Feng Liu's courtyard after she got up.

Seeing Feng Liu's increasingly striking features, he couldn't help but lower his head and play with the teacup in front of him, a man with the same level of beauty, but with an extremely bewitching appearance, flashing through his mind.

"How is Ghost Hand's injury?" He had heard some things about him from Feng Liu and knew that the other party was in a bad situation.

"The wound is healing quite well, but the aphrodisiac flares up every few days. It seems she'll never be able to live without a man for the rest of her life."

Feng Liu didn't seem to mind saying this, but thinking of Li Tian's proud nature, how he had finally escaped the clutches of the Prince Wei, only to be unable to escape the fate of being subdued by a man again, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in her voice.

Jiang Bin, however, heard a different tone and glanced at her cautiously. These past few days, Feng Liu had gone to the attic almost every night to take care of Li Tian. Li Tian's injuries were severe; he probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least half a month.

It was unclear where Feng Liu got the patience, but she took care of everything, from meals to bathing and dressing changes.

Although Ghost Hand was a respected senior, he hadn't forgotten that his boss was currently far away in Lan Kingdom. And Jiang Bin would never forget Li Tian's appearance after seeing it once; that eerie and breathtaking beauty was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Jiang Bin was afraid that something terrible might happen between Feng Liu and him, who were together every day. If Feng Liu fell in love with someone else, what would he say when the boss asked? He'd only have the fate of committing suicide to atone for his sins.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that things couldn't go on like this. "You can't take care of him like this. It'll be bad if Wei Xi finds out. I'll go instead."

Feng Liu didn't understand his thoughts, but he suddenly gave a lazy smile that chilled Jiang Bin's heart.

"Are you sure? Li Tian hates men the most right now. He won't even know how he died."

Thinking of that person's miraculous poisoning methods, Jiang Bin trembled slightly. "Hahaha, never mind then."

However, just as Jiang Bin mentioned Wei Xi, Feng Liu also felt that Wei Xi had been bothering her less often in the past two days. He didn't know what Wei Xi was busy with. Apart from meeting at dinner, he didn't bother her as much otherwise.

"Wei Xi seems very busy lately."

"The Wei army has already reached Lan Kingdom, and it seems they encountered Su Jingtian's ambush at Fenggu and fought a tough battle."

Feng Liu, upon hearing this, not only wasn't worried but actually smiled. "Both sides must have suffered considerable losses

, right?" Jiang Bin naturally knew what she was planning and nodded. "Su Jingtian's side achieved a minor victory, while Wei Kingdom suffered nearly half its losses. Wei Xi is furious about this and has sent another 50,000 elite troops to the front lines." That

's exactly what she wanted. Initially, she used benefits to lure Wei Xi into sending troops. But this isn't a long-term solution; who knows when Wei Xi might suddenly decide to back down? The best way is to create conflict between Lan Kingdom and Wei Kingdom, ideally letting the fighting build up resentment among Wei Kingdom's soldiers until they forget their original purpose and only focus on fighting to the death.

Feng Liu's idea is to make Wei Xi and Su Ling's armies fight to the death, ideally until they are irreconcilable enemies and both are severely weakened.

Seeing that things seemed to be developing in the direction she expected, she couldn't help but smile, her mood brightening.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has been so busy with the affairs of Lan Kingdom lately that he hasn't favored any concubines for half a month,"

Jiang Bin suddenly said, a cryptic remark laced with a malicious smile. Feng Liu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. Although Wei Xi was infatuated with her, a man wouldn't necessarily give up the whole forest for one tree.

He did take concubines to serve him in bed regularly, but he hid it very well, especially from Feng Liu. However, to Feng Liu, Wei Xi was still quite good; at least he was a gentleman and hadn't forced her to have premarital relations, which was already quite rare for royalty.

Then Jiang Bin unexpectedly said, "My elder brother has been on the frontier for five years and hasn't taken a single concubine. He hasn't considered remarrying in over a decade. I really don't know how he's managed."

Feng Liu wasn't stupid; if she didn't understand his roundabout, indirect implication, she wouldn't be Feng Liu.

"No man in this world can compare to my Han."

This single sentence was both Feng Liu's unwavering choice and indirectly soothed Jiang Bin's somewhat uneasy heart.

Jiang Bin knew Feng Liu was an extremely intelligent woman; no one could question her decisions. However, for the sake of her brother, even knowing it might displease Feng Liu, Jiang Bin still subtly hinted at it.

"That matter should be finished soon."

This sudden remark made Jiang Bin's recently calmed heart rise again.

"Li Tian's injuries haven't fully healed yet, have they?" He was worried that something might go wrong along the way.

But this was exactly the effect Fengliu wanted. "It's precisely because he's still injured that others are less likely to suspect him. Besides, we can't delay any longer; I won't be at peace until he's dead."

Although Wei Xi is now heading down the path she's laid out, who knows if the ticking time bomb that is the King of Wei will suddenly appear out of nowhere and wake Wei Xi up from his slumber in the Southern Border Kingdom? For Su Han's sake, and for her own, Fengliu felt she couldn't afford to gamble.

The most urgent matter now is to eliminate the King of Wei as soon as possible.

Jiang Bin couldn't help but sigh. Wei Xi, Wei Xi, what a terrifying woman you've fallen for.

You're fighting bloody battles to expand her territory, while she's plotting to kill your father behind the scenes. This world is truly bizarre. Jiang Bin felt himself becoming increasingly sensitive and melancholic! He

had never realized he could be so soft-hearted before. Lately, perhaps it was because he'd been with Fengliu and witnessed her ruthlessness and methods that he realized, compared to her, he still seemed to have some humanity left.

Fengliu interrupted his reverie and handed him a small bottle. "Find someone to test the medicine's effects?"

Seeing his confusion, she explained, "It was rushed out, and Li Tian isn't sure how effective it will be."

Sure enough, they were about to take action. Jiang Bin silently took the medicine.

47. A withered tree blossoms again.

The King of Wei's health seemed to be deteriorating, even rumored to have worsened.

When Feng Liu heard this, she scoffed disdainfully. How could she not know why the King of Wei's condition was worsening? He was practically dying, yet his lust remained undiminished.

The night his illness worsened was because he had tried every means to torment Li Tian, nearly killing him, which also aggravated his own condition.

That old bastard probably wanted to kill Li Tian in bed so he could accompany him in death.

Perhaps in response to Feng Liu's thoughts, just when everyone thought the King of Wei would finally calm down, he summoned Li Tian to serve him again, and after learning that Li Tian could finally get out of bed, he couldn't wait to send someone.

That old lecher! Fengliu couldn't help but grit her teeth and feel resentful. Jiang Bin, sitting opposite her, watched her indignant expression and couldn't help but start to worry. In the end, the two of them still couldn't put their minds at ease.

After changing clothes, they sneaked into Pingtai Palace at night. Upon arrival, they were taken aback. Compared to Li Tian's palace, with its ten-steps-long hidden guards forming a veritable inescapable cage, Pingtai Palace was so quiet it seemed almost deserted.

There were almost no hidden guards inside; only a few attendants stood watch at the entrance. The eunuchs responsible for the palace were nowhere to be seen; it was unclear whether they had been dismissed by the Prince.

Relying on his memory, Fengliu quickly led Jiang Bin to the Prince's bedchamber. Even through the windows, they could hear continuous, seductive, and lewd moans emanating from within, and it was a man making the sounds.

Fengliu led Jiang Bin onto the roof and secretly peeked inside.

In his entire life, Fengliu had probably never seen such a beautiful and alluring man. He was completely different from his usual self, even more wanton and lewd than during his other masturbations.

Li Tian was completely naked and bound to the middle of the large bed, his limbs tied with gauze and then fastened to the four corners of the bed, lying on the bed in a starfish position, his fair and translucent body completely exposed.

Prince Wei, supported by two eunuchs, stood by the window, his face flushed an unnatural red.

Only then did Feng Liu notice that the reason the serving eunuchs were nowhere to be seen was because they were all in this palace. Seeing four eunuchs kneeling on each side, Feng Liu couldn't help but frown; judging from the scene, things were about to get serious.

He couldn't help but recall the last time he saw Li Tian return covered in wounds, barely alive.

Prince Wei, however, didn't seem as unromantic as Feng Liu had thought. His face, almost entirely skin and bones, had unusually bright eyes, as if he had spotted his most prized prey.

"You, go!" Prince Wei's voice was unusually hoarse.

Several junior eunuchs kneeling beside him immediately got up and climbed onto the bed. Jiang Bin stared excitedly, his eyes wide. Feng Liu couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, wondering if this guy's sexual orientation was normal or not.

The eunuchs seemed very skilled, quickly stripping themselves down to their underpants. Then, two on each side, the four of them sat around the bed, surrounding the bound Li Tian.

Then, the eunuchs lowered their heads; one licked his earlobe, one began kissing his neck, one kissed his waist, and another lowered his head to kiss his toes.

Li Tian's body, having been subjected to aphrodisiacs for a long time, was already extremely sensitive. Moreover, the aphrodisiacs had taken effect, and his penis stood erect, the tip slightly oozing with arousal fluid.

King Wei stared wide-eyed, his breathing growing heavier, while Li Tian's moans became increasingly unrestrained, as if deliberately pushing King Wei to his breaking point. Even the four eunuchs couldn't resist Li Tian's alluring appearance; their breathing quickened, and their erections trembled with uncontrollable excitement.

It desperately needed to be soothed, yet the four men only kissed his body, refusing to touch that particular spot.

Driven to the limit by desire, Li Tian cried out shamelessly, "Suck it! Quick! Suck it for me!"

A young eunuch, seemingly bewitched by his seductive charm, couldn't resist opening his mouth and licking his thick, large penis clean of its glistening tip. Li Tian's moans grew even louder.

However, King Wei suddenly shook off the two people supporting him, took a few steps forward, drew his long sword hanging to his side, and with swift movements, pierced through the eunuch who was shouting about Li Tian's penis.

The eunuch didn't even have time to scream before he fell down with his eyes open, his mouth still full of Li Tian's penis before he died. It's likely that this sudden deep throating brought Li Tian extreme pleasure.

He couldn't help but twist his waist and shout, "Ah! I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum..."

King Wei panicked upon hearing this, ignoring the three trembling eunuchs beside him, pushed the still warm corpse aside, took his place, and lay on top of Li Tian, his hands holding Li Tian's increasingly hot and hard member, urging him urgently.

"My darling, cum, cum in me!" he said, while rapidly sliding his thin, bony hands up and down.

Li Tian, eyes closed, gasped and cried out, his hips convulsing more and more violently. The Prince Wei stared intently at him, his eyes filled with a frenzied possessiveness. The three eunuchs trembled, yet continued to tease Li Tian's sensitive areas.

The other eunuchs kneeling beside him remained obediently kneeling, heads down, seemingly oblivious to the bleeding male corpse beside the bed, or to Li Tian's blood-stained half-body. Perhaps the Prince Wei noticed—the pale body intertwined with the vibrant red blood—a truly alluring sight.

"Ah!" Li Tian finally let out a long groan. The Prince Wei, prepared, had taken his entire penis into his mouth just before Li Tian ejaculated, even sucking it vigorously.

Li Tian arched his back slightly, releasing his semen into the Prince Wei's mouth in spurts.

King Wei swallowed with relish, greedily and intoxicated. After finishing, he licked Li Tian's erection clean. Li Tian, having just ejaculated, was limp and panting heavily.

Suddenly, King Wei lifted his head from Li Tian's body, laughing with unusual gusto. "My darling, I'm up! I'm up again!"

Feng Liu glanced at Jiang Bin in surprise. That old geezer could actually get hard? Wasn't he supposed to die if he had lust? Could the drug have gone wrong?

48. Death from exhaustion, dying for you.

Jiang Bin looked embarrassed, but seeing Feng Liu's suspicious look, he immediately patted his chest with utmost seriousness to assure her. He even gestured to Feng Liu with his eyes, "Look! The drug is incredibly effective, you can see it!"

Feng Liu then remembered, her face full of black lines, that she had asked Jiang Bin to find someone to test the drug's effects. When Jiang Bin returned, he had patted his chest with a strange expression, assuring her that the drug was extremely effective and there was absolutely no problem.

The so-called medicinal effect was simply to revive withered trees, make iron trees bloom, and turn impotence into virility.

The two eunuchs behind King Wei immediately stepped forward and removed the undergarment he was wearing, revealing his equally naked body. Compared to Li Tian's sexy and alluring physique, King Wei's bony frame was indeed unremarkable.

However, what was impossible to look away from was his erect and throbbing member. Feng Liu, who considered himself no saint and had seen hundreds, if not dozens, of men's bodies, had never seen anything so strange.

It wasn't that his penis was unusually shaped or of superhuman size, but rather that beneath his skeletal frame stood an unusually prominent, towering member, like a cannonball, giving the impression that all of his nutrition had been absorbed by that place.

King Wei excitedly moved closer to Li Tian's body, embracing one of his thighs and kissing him passionately, murmuring repeatedly, "My darling, I can get up again, I'll love you properly now."

Li Tian seemed oblivious to his murmurs, only writhing his hips, his erection hardening again, more lustful fluid flowing from its tip.

King Wei's kisses reached Li Tian's anus, and seeing the dripping fluid, he couldn't resist licking it with his tongue. This made Li Tian's moans grow louder, and his writhing even more intense.

"Come and serve my darling!" King Wei suddenly commanded.

The remaining eunuchs, who had been silent until now, rose, undressed, and surrounded the bed, then bent down to lick and kiss Li Tian's body. Every sensitive spot on Li Tian's body was stimulated, and his moans became even more unrestrained.

King Wei seemed to think it was about time, and suddenly straightened his back. Seeing this, the two eunuchs beside him immediately lifted Li Tian's legs to facilitate entry. King Wei, holding his rather large and somewhat obtrusive penis, aimed it at the wet entrance of the peach blossom cave, and with a thrust, half of it plunged in.

Li Tian couldn't help but straighten his legs, but the two eunuchs held him down firmly, preventing him from moving too much.

King Wei pushed forward again, finally penetrating to the hilt, and then began to thrust rhythmically. His thin body could still muster such strength; King Wei's vigorous thrusts even made Li Tian and the dragon bed move.

Feng Liu squinted and asked Jiang Bin, "When exactly will the old man die?"

Jiang Bin swallowed hard, revealing the same surprised expression. "It'll probably be a while longer."

Below, Prince Wei had already climaxed once with Li Tian, but his erect member remained stubbornly erect. Li Tian, spurred on by his vigorous lovemaking and the surrounding eunuchs, had ejaculated twice more.

The lewd and erotic moans and sounds of impact, along with the wet, smacking sounds of licking, continued for two hours. Prince Wei's movements showed no sign of slowing down; in fact, they seemed to be getting stronger.

However, his expression grew increasingly grim. But in this feast for the senses, everyone was captivated by the stunning beauty, and no one noticed Prince Wei's change.

Only the two who had been squatting on the roof for half the night, watching Prince Wei continue his battle on the front lines, impatiently scratched their heads, thinking they should go back to sleep now and then.

“That old monster’s lust is insatiable! He’s already like this, truly a sinner!”

Hearing Jiang Bin’s ramblings, Feng Liu couldn’t help but ask, “What exactly is that drug?”

“That drug isn’t an ordinary aphrodisiac, it’s much stronger. It could probably make even a hundred-year-old man hard!”

Seeing Feng Liu’s increasingly cold and contemptuous gaze, Jiang Bin quickly explained. “I’m not that despicable!” How could he possibly find an old man to experiment on? He originally intended to find a maid or guard to secretly test the effect, so he casually added a tiny bit to the servants’ food in the imperial kitchen.

Then he waited quietly, but instead of a maid or guard, a young eunuch came to steal a taste.

Thinking his luck was bad, he decided to wait for the next one. But then he saw the young eunuch’s face turn red shortly after taking the medicine, and he couldn’t help but start taking off his clothes. When he finished, Jiang Bin was truly shocked.

The eunuch had an erection! This was simply impossible!

As fate would have it, another maidservant came to the imperial kitchen to steal some snacks and happened to be caught in the act. The eunuch didn't care who it was and immediately pinned her down. Jiang Bin thus got a free view of a live sex show.

Afterwards, Feng Liu asked him how effective the drug was. He was absolutely in awe of Li Tian at that moment. Even a eunuch could get up, so the old man, Prince Wei, was even more impressive. The drug's effects were absolutely unique, unparalleled in the world!

Just then, Jiang Bin noticed something was wrong with the prince and signaled Feng Liu to look quickly. They saw that Prince Wei's body was tense, the veins on his neck and forehead were bulging, his breathing was heavier, and his face had turned ashen, yet he still relentlessly continued to ride on Li Tian's body.

Just as he was about to ejaculate, he suddenly shouted and then tightly gripped Li Tian's neck, with a force that seemed to want to break Li Tian's cervical vertebrae.

The eunuchs around him were terrified, but no one dared to make a sound, let alone stop him.

Then they heard King Wei panting, "My darling... I said... I'd rather die... than die... on you..."

With that, he thrust his body violently deep inside, a bone-deep pleasure spreading through him.

Even the breathless Li Tian couldn't resist, his body convulsing as he released his essence once more!

King Wei's grip tightened, pinching Li Tian's face until it turned an unnatural red.

He then said, "I... I want... you and me... to die together..."

With that, he pinched Li Tian one last time, seemingly determined to kill him.

But the next moment, his body suddenly went limp and collapsed onto Li Tian, lifeless.

The eunuchs, terrified by this scene, were first stunned, then suddenly jolted awake, grabbing their scattered clothes and frantically breaking down the door to escape!

49. The ambitious young monarch,

Fengliu, frowned as she looked at the two motionless figures lying on the bed, her eyes deep and unfathomable, revealing nothing of her thoughts. Jiang Bin looked at her in surprise, not understanding why Fengliu had stopped him earlier. If he had intervened then, perhaps the Prince of Wei wouldn't have been able to strangle Li Tian; simply reducing his strength by half would have sufficed.

Yet Fengliu had stopped him—why?! Jiang Bin suddenly realized that he, who had always considered himself intelligent, had never been able to fathom the thoughts of this woman before him, or rather, had never understood her at all.

The two people on the bed remained in that ambiguous and lewd posture. None of the eunuchs who had run away returned. Time ticked by, but Fengliu refused to leave, simply staring at them.

Jiang Bin wanted to say, "Stop looking, they're both dead. Just wait for the funeral announcement tomorrow."

However, Fengliu didn't move, and naturally, he didn't dare to move either. The two of them remained silently squatting there, not knowing how much time had passed. The person on the bed suddenly stirred slightly, followed by a cough. Jiang Bin stared in disbelief, and sure enough, he saw Li Tian move.

He was desperately opening his mouth, gasping for breath, and coughing incessantly.

In short, he wasn't dead. Just

as Jiang Bin thought he should breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw Feng Liu's face turn grim, and then she silently rolled off the roof. Jiang Bin watched her retreating figure blankly, then hurriedly chased after her.

Behind him, however, came Li Tian's slightly neurotic laughter.

He knew he had never understood what Feng Liu was thinking, but he also knew that as long as he was still Su Han's brother, Feng Liu wouldn't harm him. Therefore, he wholeheartedly trusted the woman he couldn't see through.

Back in Feng Liu's room, Jiang Bin's first question was, "Why didn't you save Li Tian?"

"Didn't you see? I wanted him dead."

Jiang Bin was speechless. What was going on? "Aren't we allies with Li Tian? Didn't we form an alliance first?"

Seeing Jiang Bin's confusion, Feng Liu softened his expression and slowly explained.

"Just tell me what kind of person you think I am, I won't be angry."

Jiang Bin hesitated for a moment before giving a direct answer. "Cold-blooded."

To his surprise, Feng Liu smiled. "Li Tian and I are the same kind of person."

Jiang Bin still didn't understand the specific reason. Was it simply because they were both cold-blooded that they couldn't tolerate each other?

"If you were the one treated like that by the Prince Wei today, would you want anyone to know?"

"How could I!" Jiang Bin rubbed his arms, a chill running down his spine as he recalled the Prince Wei's twisted possessiveness and insane love.

"To prevent anyone from knowing about this, what do you think Li Tian would do?"

Jiang Bin was somewhat skeptical, though deep down he was starting to believe it. "After all, we're allies, and we even helped him."

Helped him? Allies? These reasons sounded laughable to Feng Liu. "If Li Tian isn't caught tonight, his next plan is to kill us."

Jiang Bin was chilled to the bone by Feng Liu's cold, emotionless words.

To save face and dignity, Li Tian decided to kill everyone who knew about this? Jiang Bin lowered his head, and after a long while, asked, "You knew from the beginning?"

Feng Liu glanced at him and said frankly, "I guessed, but I wasn't sure. After watching tonight's performance, I'm absolutely certain. He will definitely not leave any survivors."

That body that couldn't live without men, that depraved and shameless nightmare—to end it, it could only be washed away with the blood of enemies, leaving no one alive.

That morning, the entire palace was awakened by the heavy tolling of funeral bells; the Prince of Wei had passed away.

Almost overnight, the entire palace was transformed into a white-clad wonderland, adorned with white cloth and flowers. Feng Liu rose early the next morning and was tidied by her maids. The pure white robes, far from appearing plain, gave her an ethereal and otherworldly beauty.

Adorned with a white peony in her hair and light makeup, she was then escorted away in a white sedan chair. It turned out that Wei Xi was to accompany her to preside over the ceremony for the late king's death, a clear declaration to the court that she was the future empress, the mother of the nation.

When Feng Liu alighted from the sedan chair, the first person she saw was Wei Xi, dressed in white, standing before the mourning hall. The other officials who had come to pay their respects stood in orderly rows, seemingly awaiting the arrival of the master of ceremonies.

Feng Liu's tardiness naturally attracted everyone's attention, but she seemed unconcerned. She simply straightened her back and gracefully walked across the central avenue. Wei Xi's gaze was immediately drawn to her. It seemed that no matter how many times he had seen her, or how long he had watched her, Wei Xi couldn't help but be amazed every time he saw Feng Liu.

He himself couldn't explain it; he had seen many beauties in the world, but only Feng Liu could repeatedly give him such a sense of wonder. Any style of dress she wore brought a refreshing feeling.

Wei Xi thought, if there is truly a woman in this world whom I can fall in love with, it is only her. Only her, no one else will let me have her, no one else can take her from me.

Thinking this, he slowly walked down the steps to Feng Liu.

"Liu'er." Wei Xi naturally extended his hand, and Feng Liu readily took his arm, letting Wei Xi lead her into the mourning hall.

Only then did the officiant announce that the ceremony had begun.

The entire process was lengthy and complicated, and when it finally ended, Fengliu almost wanted to cheer. She saw no sadness in Wei Xi's eyes, but rather a surge of ambitious eagerness.

This was a very ambitious young king, Fengliu thought to herself.

At the end of the ceremony, the master of ceremonies presented the edict of King Wei, and all the officials knelt down to listen.

50. That must have driven everyone crazy.

Wei Xi was undoubtedly crowned the new King Wei, and as everyone shouted "Long live the King!", Fengliu saw the youthful and flamboyant smile on Wei Xi's face, that kind of arrogance that said the world was in his hands.

King Wei's coffin was slowly pulled out of the royal city by carriage, escorted by a pair of guards, and would be taken to the royal garden for a grand burial. Fengliu watched calmly, but asked Wei Xi without showing any emotion,

"Is there no ceremony for burying someone alive with you?"

Wei Xi seemed a little tired; the ceremony had been far too long. However, hearing Fengliu's question, he perked up a bit. “Of course there are, but not in the palace. On the day of the burial, they will be sent directly to the underground palace.”

Feng Liu wanted to ask if this included Li Tian. “Including all the concubines he favored?”

Wei Xi subconsciously shook his head, then, seeing Feng Liu’s questioning gaze, glanced around to make sure no court officials were nearby before turning his head and whispering in Feng Liu’s ear.

“When Father was found, he was dead in bed, uh…” Wei Xi seemed a little hesitant to say it, “…died on the body of a male favorite.”

Feng Liu blinked at him, asking silently. Wei Xi helplessly reached out and poked her little head, “It’s just what you think, he died from exhaustion.”

So Feng Liu deliberately asked, “Is that why concubines weren’t allowed to be buried with him?”

Wei Xi shook her head, “Father issued an edict before he died, stipulating that his male favorite must be buried with him after his death, all other concubines must be banished to the cold palace, and only eunuchs are allowed to be buried with him; guards and maids are not allowed.”

What domineering possessiveness! He had taken someone’s life while he was alive, and he still wouldn’t let go after death. Even the guards and maids aren't allowed near him? This King Wei's love is far too obsessive and insane.

Wei Xi, seeing Feng Liu remain silent for so long, couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about, Liu'er?"

"I'm thinking... Father is..." Feng Liu looked up at Wei Xi, "...is he very much in love with that male favorite?"

She thought that for the sake of the royal family's dignity, Wei Xi wouldn't admit it. On the contrary, he generously nodded in admission, "You'll hear about it when you spend more time in the palace. Father has gone mad for him."

Saying this, he sighed and suddenly looked deeply at Feng Liu. "Liu'er, the blood flowing in the veins of our Wei family is all the same. Perhaps we rarely fall in love with anyone in this life, but once we do, we'll do anything, even to the point of destruction."

Feng Liu felt that Wei Xi was speaking to her, but she still appropriately showed a questioning expression.

Wei Xi suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, asking with a sigh. "Liu'er, if I became like Father, would you be afraid of me?"

Wei Xi stared intently at her, as if afraid to miss a single expression.

But Feng Liu didn't disappoint him; after a slight surprise, she smiled gently, a smile that captivated Wei Xi.

Feng Liu's voice was full of indifference. "Of course not."

Wei Xi felt relieved, a faint smile appearing on his lips, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Feng Liu's arm.

However, what he didn't know was that the unspoken thought in Feng Liu's heart was, "How could I be afraid of you? I'll kill you first.

" Back in the palace, Feng Liu pretended to be tired and went to rest. Jiang Bin quietly appeared from behind the gauze curtains, his expression grave. Upon seeing Feng Liu, he shook his head, "It's not him. I checked the places you mentioned, and they're all different."

It turned out that early that morning, when the King's remains were placed in the coffin, Feng Liu had Jiang Bin examine the male concubine's body. Feng Liu had cared for Li Tian all night, and his memory of certain unhealed and indelible scars and tattoos on Li Tian's body was particularly vivid.

Jiang Bin's examination confirmed that Li Tian had indeed escaped, finding a corpse to impersonate him.

With his unparalleled disguise skills, it was unlikely anyone would notice. The problem was, even if Li Tian were now among his own, he probably wouldn't be recognized. And the fact that the person was skilled in poisoning made things even more complicated.

Even the usually optimistic Jiang Bin was starting to worry. Things seemed to be spiraling out of control, gradually spiraling out of control. By the time he realized something was wrong, he would already be caught up in it.

He had initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that perhaps after Li Tian escaped, he would immediately contact them, and then, as initially planned, Feng Liu and he would arrange a hiding place for him, and then secretly find an opportunity for him to leave the palace.

However, since the death of the Prince of Wei, Li Tian had never appeared again, let alone contacted them. So, was Li Tian truly determined to kill everyone who knew about this?

If that's really the case, then it's a real problem. Jiang Bin grew up listening to Li Tian's legends and has always admired this enigmatic man.

Feng Liu, however, wasn't as nervous. "Let's repeat the same trick."

"What?"

"This time, we'll use Wei Xi against Li Tian."

Jiang Bin's mouth dropped open, and he didn't react for a long time until Feng Liu lazily sat on the bed and waved for him to leave.

It sounded simple, but first they killed the Prince Wei with Li Tian, and now that Li Tian was about to turn against them, they wanted to use Wei Xi against him. This was getting more and more chaotic!

First of all, how were they going to explain to Wei Xi that Li Tian wasn't dead, but that a substitute had died? Wei Xi would definitely be suspicious. How did they know? Besides, a male favorite getting involved with a concubine was something they couldn't clear their name even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

Furthermore, Wei Xi might not even be on their side. Li Tian was just a male favorite of his father, and now that the Prince Wei was dead, the male favorite was worthless. Pretending not to know about it would be the same as letting it go.

Finally, Jiang Bin didn't believe that a mere Wei Xi could handle Li Tian. In terms of strategy, Li Tian was probably even superior to Wei Xi, and Wei Xi was too young, lacking in many ways compared to his father.

However, the problems he had listed were nothing compared to Feng Liu's; he only left him with one sentence: "Just watch."

Three days later, outside the royal cemetery, just as they were preparing to bury King Wei's coffin, a man suddenly rushed out from the group of eunuchs who were to be buried alive with him, knelt before Wei Xi, and cried out loudly,

"Your Highness! The King was murdered! Please avenge the King! You must find the real culprit!" This

opening

line was truly shocking; the civil and military officials present were immediately stunned, and the scene almost spiraled out of control. Wei Xi, however, was indeed a competent ruler, and quickly calmed the atmosphere.

He stared at the eunuch, narrowing his eyes as he interrogated him. "Is what you say true? If it's even slightly false, I'll have you torn to pieces and die a horrible death." Those chilling words sent a shiver down the spines of everyone present.

The eunuch cried even harder, "I would never dare to lie! Your Highness, please investigate!"

Seeing his appearance, Wei Xi began to believe him somewhat. "What evidence do you have?"

"I am Pu Hai, the one who dries the King's clothes. Every time the Emperor favors Consort Li, I am... I can testify that the person in the coffin is not Consort Li. The King was killed by Consort Li..."

Wei Xi raised an eyebrow. "Can you prove this alone?"

Pu Hai immediately looked at the group of people kneeling and trembling, pointing at them. "They can also testify. Consort Li had many tattoos left by the King on her body. The person in the coffin is not Consort Li!" Upon hearing

this, the group of eunuchs seemed to see a glimmer of hope for their lives, nodding in agreement.

"Yes, Your Highness, the King was murdered! Your Highness, please investigate!"

The officials and ministers exchanged glances again. Wei Xi frowned and pondered for a moment, then waved his hand to signal the guards.

"Open the coffin and examine the body!"

The corpse was quickly carried out and placed before everyone. The body was slender and graceful, with skin as white as jade. Even though the face was now ashen, it was still stunningly beautiful. Indeed, she was a beauty in life, and a beautiful corpse in death.

Several eunuchs climbed forward and quickly pulled down half of the corpse's clothes, revealing one arm, and loudly proclaimed,

"Your Highness, please look, there are no marks on this part of the corpse."

Wei Xi squinted and thought carefully. He had seen his father's most favored male concubine a few times when he was a child. It was because his father favored him that his mother died of depression, and Wei Xi hated him from the bottom of his heart.

However, he had to admit that the man was simply too beautiful and outstanding, even more so than any woman.

He remembered once accidentally wandering into his father's bedchamber and witnessing their intimate moment. At that time, the man was pinned against a pillar by his father, his long, slender legs tightly wrapped around the king's strong waist, his large, erect penis thrusting in and out of the king's crimson, alluring opening, the two testicles slapping loudly between his thighs.

That was the first time Wei Xi had ever witnessed men making love, and he was immediately stunned. His father was favoring another man!

And that man was the most beautiful man he had ever seen in his life, his long, narrow, and bewitching eyes filled with misty tears, his pointed chin held high, his thin lips slightly parted, and waves of unbearable moans constantly emanating from his mouth.

Wei Xi remembered that the man seemed to have noticed him peeping, glancing sideways at where he was hiding, but didn't say anything. Instead, because someone was watching, he became even more lewd, reaching out to tightly cling to the King of Wei's neck.

He began to move his hips in rhythm with the King of Wei's thrusts, making the King of Wei even more unable to control himself.

Wei Xi remembered that on the arm he raised at that time, there was an extremely conspicuous tattoo.

The reason it was so conspicuous, the reason it was so unforgettable, was because that tattoo was the totem of the Wei royal family.

And Wei Xi also had that kind of tattoo, a tattoo that was only allowed for the eldest son of the Wei family, yet it appeared on a lowly and lewd male concubine. That could only mean one thing: the King of Wei loved him, loved him unconditionally.

Loved him to the point of wanting to share everything with him, loved him to the point of wanting to elevate him above all the people of Wei.

That's why he chose him as his destined partner.

So how could Wei Xi forget? When he saw that the corpse before him lacked the tattoo, he instantly understood. He immediately summoned the imperial physician to examine the body.

The physician hesitated, examining the corpse thoroughly for a while, finally lingering on the face. He then ordered medicine to be brought and slowly applied to the entire face, eventually tearing off a piece of human skin.

The corpse's face had completely transformed into another person, someone who astonished everyone.

It was the commander of the entire palace's secret guards. Wei Xi's expression changed drastically, and the officials behind him whispered amongst themselves, discussing why the commander of the secret guards had died and been disguised as someone else. Their conversation quickly became suggestive.

Seeing that allowing their discussion to continue would damage the royal dignity, Wei Xi immediately diverted everyone's attention.

"Fine, even if he's a stand-in for Consort Li, how can you prove that Father was murdered by Consort Li?"

The eunuch was shrewd enough to know some things couldn't be said directly. He quietly approached Wei Xi and whispered a few words, "Your Highness, it's no secret that Consort Li has been poisoning herself, causing the King to be poisoned after having sex with her. But yesterday, Consort Li secretly carried aphrodisiacs on her, restoring the Emperor's virility, which led to his death from exhaustion. What a vicious mind Consort Li has!"

In fact, Wei Xi had already guessed this, but since the late King was gone, he didn't want to pursue these matters further, so he wasn't too angry when the eunuch said it.

However, after the eunuch whispered a few more words, Wei Xi's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Even the eunuch who had secretly informed on him was so frightened that he took several steps back before daring to stand still.

He said, "Consort Li said that he was wronged by the late king all his life, and he will definitely use the Wei family to pay for it. The late king's death is just the beginning, and the next one will be Your Highness. He knows that Your Highness loves Princess Liuyun, and he will probably start with Princess Liuyun to make Your Highness lose his love and suffer a fate worse than death."

52. The King's Weakness

Wei Xi gritted his teeth and spat out, "I want to see what he has the ability to make me suffer a fate worse than death."

He turned and began issuing orders. "The palace is to be sealed off immediately. No one may enter or leave without my decree."

"If Consort Li is captured, execute her immediately and reward her with a thousand taels of gold."

Jiang Bin, mingling in the crowd, was a bit far away and didn't quite understand what was happening. However, when the imperial edict arrived, he couldn't help but gape in astonishment.

It was done?! How could it be done?

He was completely baffled, but then he remembered Feng Liu's confident smile before he left.

Well, he had lost again.

After the funeral ceremony was interrupted, only the coffin of the Prince of Wei was buried first. The male favorite who was to be buried with him according to his will was nowhere to be found. The eunuchs who were supposed to be buried that day were spared death because of their meritorious exposure, and new people were found to replace them.

Jiang Bin immediately suspected that these eunuchs had been bribed by Feng Liu, and went straight to Feng Liu's courtyard upon returning home.

As if she had already guessed his arrival, Fengliu asked, "Were you satisfied with the show?"

"Uh, it really was you."

Fengliu raised an eyebrow and smiled nonchalantly. Actually, she hadn't done much. Those eunuchs had been in the palace for so long; they were all shrewd and experienced. With just a little guidance, they could figure out seven or eight parts of the story. Why did she need to handle it herself?

She simply found two palace maids who delivered meals and had them pretend to chat idly. First, they mentioned the suspicious cause of Prince Wei's death, then how much Prince Wei valued his male favorite, and finally, they casually mentioned Princess Liuyun, who was currently Wei Xi's favorite.

Those old eunuchs were indeed not simple. With just a slight reminder, they were able to come up with such a story in front of all the officials. They were truly not to be underestimated.

"What's next?" Jiang Bin was still not optimistic. Although Wei Xi wanted to capture Li Tian and had set up a tight net, Li Tian was no pushover. Prince Wei had been unable to do anything about him for so many years, but Wei Xi had a way?

After eating two slices of candied lotus root, Feng Liu suddenly stood up, stretched, and yawned, covering her mouth.

"I'm going for a nap," she said, turning to leave.

Jiang Bin stared at her strangely. How could this woman not seem worried at all? Li Tian was lurking in the shadows, watching intently.

"What's your hurry? If you're going to kill someone, kill them first."

Feng Liu ignored him and went to take a nap.

Jiang Bin, however, suddenly realized that Feng Liu's move was brilliant. She had first used the eunuchs to expose that Li Tian was not dead, then instigated Wei Xi to deal with Li Tian, and even saved the eunuchs' lives.

But what did Li Tian hate most? Those who knew the truth. Right now, the eunuchs who had personally served him and Prince Wei were still alive, so naturally, he didn't have time to deal with them first. After figuring this out, Jiang Bin's mood suddenly improved. He picked up a slice of candied lotus root from the table; it was crisp and slightly sweet.

Drinking the lotus-scented tea on the table was truly refreshing!

As evening fell, chaos erupted in the Wei King's palace. The palace servants were all pale with fright.

It turned out that something had happened in the imperial kitchen; several eunuchs had eaten the food and died instantly from poisoning. The imperial physicians had rushed there early that morning. It was said that the poison was exceptionally sophisticated—colorless and odorless, causing instant death upon contact.

Panic gripped the entire palace, everyone fearing they would be next. The imperial kitchen was thoroughly investigated; every cook and maid was examined, and all the food was inspected, but nothing unusual was found.

Rumors circulated that the poison must have come from Li Tianxia, but no one could find where he had hidden it.

While Feng Liu was enjoying the cool shade under a tree in the courtyard after dinner, Jiang Bin arrived uninvited once again. He quietly sat down next to Feng Liu, looking as if he possessed a secret, and proudly revealed some inside information to him.

“I’ve already found out.”

Feng Liu looked at him with surprise, a hint of interest in his eyes. “I’d like to hear the details.”

“Today’s poison must be from Li Tian.” Jiang Bin was absolutely certain.

Feng Liu nodded casually, signaling him to continue, preferably getting straight to the point.

“Moreover, I’ve had people question the poisoned food from today; it was all destined for Pingtai Palace. Li Tian really can’t wait to make his move; he wants to kill those eunuchs first!”

The resolute tone and righteous expression made Feng Liu’s lips twitch involuntarily.

“That’s all?” Feng Liu’s tone was full of disappointment.

“That’s all for now.”

“Even a fool would know that Li Tian would target them first.”

After saying that, Feng Liu rolled his eyes at him, closing them to avoid seeing him.

Jiang Bin’s pride suffered another devastating blow. Was he really getting dumber? Or did he just seem particularly foolish in front of Feng Liu?

Wei Xi received the same news. Upon learning that the food was originally intended for Pingtai Palace, he immediately ordered his men to keep a close watch on the eunuchs. Since Li Tian wanted these people dead, it meant they possessed something he feared.

However, Wei Xi racked his brains but couldn't fathom what these eunuchs could possibly have that would concern Li Tian. If they were just a few eunuchs, and Li Tian remained hidden, Wei Xi could search the entire palace without finding him. Yet, Li Tian was so eager to act. Why?

The eunuchs were indeed troublesome, but Wei Xi was more concerned about something else.

That day, the eunuch had personally told him, "The Wei Kingdom ruined my life. I will use your Wei family to pay for it." Did Li Tian truly hate the Wei Kingdom so much? Did he truly hate his father?

Losing his loved one was worse than death. Wei Xi unconsciously murmured these eight words. It had to be said that these eight words were like a curse, constantly making him uneasy.

He even secretly dispatched many guards to surround the courtyard where Feng Liu lived. That day, when he overheard the eunuch's whispers and thought that Liu might die, Wei Xi clearly felt his blood instantly turn to ice. It was the first time he had ever felt this way.

When did he learn to be afraid of such emotions?

Everyone said that the Wei family was cold-blooded, but he actually thought that the Wei family was devoted to love. Seeing his father disregard the world for a man, he couldn't understand it then, but now he felt a little sympathy.

If everyone has weaknesses, his father's weakness was Li Tian, and his weakness was Su Liu, then what about Li Tian? What was Li Tian's weakness?

53. The Daughter Who Serves in the Bedchamber H

Wei Xi suddenly narrowed his eyes, his previous depression completely gone. He quickly took out a handwritten edict, wrote it down in a few strokes, and immediately summoned a guard to deliver it.

That day, the entire palace seemed somewhat uneasy. Even Wei Xi was busy until midnight before preparing to return to the palace to rest.

Leaving the imperial study, several eunuchs led the way with lanterns. Wei Xi couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose to relax, then casually asked his personal eunuch, Ze'an,

"How is Liu'er today?"

It was a question he often asked, and Ze'an calmly bowed his head in reply.

"Princess Liuyun was unaffected by the rumors. She ate three meals on time today, took a walk in the courtyard after her meal, and went to bed early." Then, as usual, Ze'an asked again, "Does Your Majesty wish to move to Zhongxiu Courtyard?"

Although the formal coronation ceremony hadn't taken place yet, people in the palace had already begun addressing him as King Wei Xi. Feng Liu, not yet formally married into the family, still resided in the Zhongxiu Courtyard within the East Palace.

As always, Wei Xi shook his head, sighing slightly. "She's already asleep, let's not disturb her."

Ze'an seemed accustomed to Wei Xi's answer and didn't find it strange, instead lowering his head to continue asking,

"Does Your Majesty wish to summon a concubine to bed today?"

Wei Xi was about to shake his head when those eight words suddenly surfaced in his mind: "Losing a loved one, life is worse than death."

A strange feeling suddenly arose within him, as if he urgently needed something to prove himself, or to suppress his unstable emotions. So he changed his mind. "Let's go to the East Pavilion."

Ze'an nodded, raising his voice to the person leading the way. "Let's move to the East Pavilion."

The East Pavilion, as the name suggests, was a pavilion within the East Palace, but it was quite large, with nearly dozens of rooms. However, the servants inside were not ordinary people; they were all beauties bestowed upon Wei by the King or presented by his ministers from various regions. They

were specifically for Wei Xi to serve in the bedchamber. Although Wei Xi was in love with Princess Liuyun, they were not yet married. It was still inconvenient for him to stay overnight in the palace, as Liuyun still held the title of princess sent for a political

marriage. When Wei Xi had desires, he would come to the East Pavilion to vent them. From afar, the lights of the East Pavilion could be seen. Ze'an cautiously lowered his head and asked softly, "Your Majesty, which concubine would you like to summon?"

Wei Xi narrowed his eyes, his mind filled with the image of Fengliu's dazzling and captivating beauty. He had no interest in the other women and said listlessly, "Any one will do."

Ze'an nodded in agreement and then had Wei Xi led to the main bedroom.

Wei Xi went in first, and then had the others stand guard outside. This bedroom was the largest in the East Pavilion, and its furnishings were exceptionally luxurious and comfortable. Wei Xi usually summoned his concubines here to serve him in bed, and afterward, he would return to his own palace to rest. Sometimes, when he was tired of playing, he would leave his concubines behind and spend the night here.

This time, Ze'an had been gone for quite a while, and just as Wei Xi was becoming impatient, a woman suddenly walked in.

Wei Xi couldn't help but be stunned, slightly incredulous, and softly uttered two words. "Liu'er..."

A woman dressed in a pink gauze dress, with a simple updo, slowly walked over. She had large, bright, watery eyes and small, rosy lips; she was radiant and beautiful.

She approached and then bowed to Wei Xi. "Greetings, Your Highness."

Wei Xi's expression returned to normal. For a moment, he had indeed mistaken this woman for someone else; he had actually thought Su Liu had arrived, and his heart had even raced for a moment. However, as soon as she approached, he knew it wasn't her.

Su Liu's face never wore such a fawning smile, nor would she feign cleverness by pulling her robes down so low during her bow, so low that Wei Xi could clearly see her high, snowy breasts.

In short, this person wasn't Su Liu, yet she was imitating Su Liu's attire exactly. Wei Xi glanced towards the door and saw Ze An's cautious, somewhat uneasy face, and immediately understood.

He knew Ze An's efforts were all for his sake, so he nodded in acceptance.

Ze An smiled happily and gently closed the door. Wei Xi looked at the woman dressed exactly like Su Liu, kneeling before him, looking at him expectantly.

Seeing Wei Xi's eyes on her, she immediately flashed a bright smile. "Your Majesty, this servant is Yu..."

"Help me undress." Wei Xi interrupted her before she could finish.

The woman was slightly disappointed, but still obediently got up and helped Wei Xi remove his clothes one by one.

Although Wei Xi didn't ask, she still boldly introduced herself, hoping he would remember her and call her name again next time. After Wei Xi ascended the throne, she could become a concubine.

That would be far more prestigious than being a mere servant. Unfortunately, Wei Xi seemed completely uninterested in her name.

When he had stripped Wei Xi down to his underpants, he said to her, "Come, please me."

She quickly stepped forward, intending to raise her head to kiss Wei Xi's thin lips, but he pushed her away. Wei Xi frowned, looking at her with some disgust. "Is this a place you can kiss?"

The woman was slightly startled, afraid of angering him, and immediately stiffened, at a loss for what to do. Wei Xi was initially angry, but seeing her lower her head, her hair covering her cheeks, only revealing her slender neck, and her attire, he truly felt a resemblance to Su Liu standing before him, and his anger subsided somewhat.

He pulled down his underpants, revealing his thick, magnificent penis, and said to the woman, "Suck it."

The woman immediately obeyed and leaned in. Seeing the huge thing standing between her legs, she couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. It seemed that the Wei family members all had good assets, and their penises were larger than those of ordinary men. The woman was immediately tempted... She

hurriedly lowered her head and put it in her mouth. Wanting Wei Xi to remember her, she practically used every trick in the book, licking, sucking, swallowing, enveloping, and sucking, leaving no stone unturned.

02-13

53. The Woman Serving in Bed (Part 2)

Wei Xi was indeed being served comfortably. Looking at the woman's lowered head, he couldn't help but reach out and stroke her hair. He closed his eyes and began to imagine that the one who was diligently swallowing his treasure was actually Liu'er.

Just thinking about it made his weapon swell even more, which surprised the woman beneath him. She knew that the king was getting excited, so she worked even harder.

She even couldn't help but raise her head, teasing Wei Xi with seductive eyes.

Wei Xi saw her slightly raised face and couldn't help but feel disgusted. He reached out and pressed her head down, making her lower her head and take it deeper into her mouth. Wei Xi himself couldn't help but thrust his hips and began to thrust in and out of her mouth.

The woman gagged from his rapid thrusting, but Wei Xi didn't let go, continuing to thrust on his own, squinting his eyes and imagining her as the woman in his heart. His already large penis became even more erect.

When Wei Xi finally withdrew his huge member from her mouth, the woman was already leaning against the bed, gagging repeatedly, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. Unfortunately, Wei Xi was not one to show mercy to women, and he pulled her up from the ground.

Without removing her clothes, he reached under her skirt and ripped open her underpants, revealing her snow-white, pert buttocks and her pink and rosy vulva. He pressed the woman down on the bed, spreading her long legs and wrapping them around his waist.

The woman knew Wei Xi was about to enter, quickly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She turned to smile at Wei Xi, trying her best to make the smile alluring, but Wei Xi had no interest in seeing it.

He focused on his penis, aiming it at her slightly moist but still needing lubrication vulva, rubbing it back and forth. His penis was covered in the woman's saliva and the fluids he had released during arousal.

After a few strokes, lubricating her vulva, he thrust his hips slightly, inserting half of the head. The woman beneath him took a few deep breaths, feeling uncomfortable from the swelling and pain. But Wei Xi was not exactly a gentle and tender man.

After feeling his head enter, he pressed down on her waist and thrust in again with force. Amid the woman's cry of pain, Wei Xi was fully inside her. The entrance was unusually tight, squeezing Wei Xi's penis so tightly that it hurt. Moreover, it wasn't moist enough inside, making it difficult to move.

The woman was still sobbing and groaning in pain. Wei Xi, somewhat annoyed, spat twice onto his palm and smeared it on the area where they were joined. Seeing the bloodstains, he showed no expression or hesitation. He pressed down on her waist, pulled his large member out slightly, and then thrust it in deeply again.

The woman couldn't help but cry out in pain again, but Wei Xi ignored her and began to slowly thrust in and out.

Whether it was due to the virgin blood or the woman's own lubricating fluid, gradually, Wei Xi's entry and exit became easier and easier. At this point, he truly began to feel pleasure, and the speed of his thrusts increased. His two scrotums slapped against her snow-white buttocks, making a slapping sound.

The woman seemed to be getting into the mood as well, gradually emitting passionate moans. Upon hearing this, Wei Xi quickened his movements, and indeed, the woman's moans became more and more intense, but to Wei Xi's ears, the sound was not so pleasing.

He closed his eyes, imagining that he was currently pleasuring Su Liu, and suddenly felt a surge of energy, thrusting harder and harder, each stroke more forceful than the last.

The woman's body was almost thrown into the air by his thrusts, her high-pitched moans growing increasingly intense.

After half an hour of thrusting, Wei Xi also began to feel it; veins bulged on his forehead, and he thrust even harder, again and again, as if trying to kill her. The woman's initial enjoyment turned into discomfort, and she finally couldn't help but beg for mercy, but how could Wei Xi let her go?

On the contrary, he gripped her body tightly as she tried to escape, thrusting fiercely.

As he approached climax, Wei Xi gritted his teeth, thrusting hard to the deepest part of the woman's flower, then let out a deep, muffled roar, calling out a name with deep emotion. "Liu'er..."

Then he convulsed and released inside the woman.

After finishing, Wei Xi calmed his breathing slightly, then withdrew from the woman's body. He casually tore off a piece of cloth he had just ripped and wiped the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid from his penis.

He turned and called out to the door, "Take a bath." Ze'an immediately responded from outside the door, "Yes, Your Highness."

Wei Xi picked up an outer robe from beside the bed, casually tied it up, and went to the next room

. Eunuchs had already prepared hot water to serve him for a bath. Ze'an, along with several other eunuchs, went into the bedroom to tidy up. Seeing the woman still lying motionless on the bed, her eyes open but dazed, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Tsk, the king is becoming less and less tender

towards women." The other eunuchs didn't dare to interrupt, but followed his gaze. The woman's thighs were still limply spread open. Her once pink vulva was now wide open, the petals swollen and red, and a mixture of white fluid and virgin blood was still flowing from the opening.

Ze'an turned to another eunuch and said, "Go and fetch an imperial physician later. If she's not treated, she might never be usable again."

Then, as if talking to himself, he said, "This one still has a semblance of beauty. We can't let her die before the wedding."

Saying this, he directed several eunuchs to tidy up Wei Xi's hastily discarded clothes, leaving two eunuchs to carry the woman on the bed back to their own room. He then went next door to serve Wei Xi's bath.

After he left, one of the eunuchs tidying the room suddenly looked up, glanced at the woman on the bed, then at the next room, and curled his lips into a disdainful smile.

His eyes had been lowered, unnoticed by anyone.

Only now, when he looked up, did anyone see that his dark eyes were even colder than the night.

54. Was he here to catch them in the act?

Jiang Bin came again early in the morning, but this time, Fengliu didn't seem to mind his annoyance.

Jiang Bin brought good news: Su Jingtian was trapped in Yancheng by Qi Teng, and of the other four princes, Su Jingxin's whereabouts were unknown, the second and third princes had both died in battle, and Su Han's army had conquered most of Lan Kingdom.

With the assistance of the Wei Kingdom's army, they were even more formidable. It was said that Su Ling had personally mustered 100,000 troops, preparing for a decisive battle with Su Han on the plains.

Upon hearing the news, Feng Liu didn't laugh, nor did he inquire about Su Han's situation. Instead, he asked worriedly,

"Is the second prince alright?" Su Jingtian was cunning; the fourth prince might not be a match.

Jiang Bin immediately reassured him, "Don't worry, Ye Qing is guarding him."

Feng Liu breathed a slight sigh of relief, then frowned again, "It's about time; we should close the net here."

"But Li Tian..."

"Don't worry, he'll come looking for us."

Feng Liu smiled confidently.

Although the national mourning period had just ended, the palace quickly became lively again because Wei Xi's enthronement ceremony was approaching. Wei Xi was very busy, but he still managed to spend more time visiting Feng Liu's courtyard.

"Liu'er, what do you think of this design?" Feng Liu

obediently walked to his side, still letting him stop her, and leaned over to look with him.

On the papers spread out in front of them were various patterns, all of which would be used for their wedding. Feng Liu only glanced at them and lost interest, so she turned to Wei Xi with a slight smile.

"Whatever you want, that's fine."

"How can that be? It's best if Liu'er is satisfied."

Feng Liu had no choice but to randomly pick a few, and Wei Xi immediately ordered someone to rush them out.

Then he wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling against her slender neck. Fengliu dodged and begged for mercy, "It tickles, Your Highness."

"Good girl, we're almost married, you should call me husband now."

Wei Xi looked at her, his eyes burning like flames, fiery and intense. Fengliu blushed, shyly burying her face in his arms. He finally couldn't resist and kissed her, his tongue roaming freely in and out of her mouth. He

almost kissed her until she breathed her last, until Ze'an urged her three times from outside the door before he reluctantly let go of her hands.

Before leaving, he even stole a kiss on her delicate earlobe. "Liu'er, I'm afraid I won't live to see the wedding."

"You, you..." Fengliu lowered her head and turned away from him. Wei Xi looked at her shy appearance, laughed, and left.

After he was far away, Fengliu picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip, then, as if remembering something, wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

Then, she went to the bookshelf, picked up a book, and slowly read it. When she was in a good mood, she would take out the letters written by Su Han and read them. Each time she read them, her heart would melt with sweetness. Just as she was feeling incredibly happy, she decided to take a stroll in the garden.

She saw someone sneaking around the courtyard gate, peeking inside. She raised an eyebrow and walked over without making a sound.

"Who are you?"

"Ah!" The other person was startled.

Her shout immediately drew a circle of guards inside and outside the courtyard. Feng Liu felt several black lines appear on her forehead.

These guys let people in, and now they're showing up? Isn't it a bit too late?

The little girl looked quite young and was immediately terrified. She knelt on the ground and started crying. Feng Liu felt even more black lines appear on her forehead.

"Please, Princess, save my young lady! Please, Princess..."

I'm not doing charity work. Who is your young lady? How would I know her?

Feng Liu was furious, but she had to maintain her composure and could only ask calmly.

"I don't know you, nor do I know your young lady."

After speaking, she turned to leave, but the little girl suddenly lunged at her and grabbed her leg. If she hadn't known the girl was defenseless, the silver needle at Feng Liu's fingertips would have flown away without hesitation.

The guards, however, were quick-witted and immediately came over and dragged her away. Feng Liu stood there watching the girl being dragged away, crying pitifully, her face expressionless.

Only after the girl had disappeared did she narrow her eyes and calmly walk back to the courtyard.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, she quietly lifted her skirt, revealing a small, slight wound on her calf, likely from a light needle prick. Feng Liu immediately sealed the acupoint, took out a small box from under her pillow, picked out a pill, and swallowed it. She was wondering who was so bold as to send a little girl to ambush her in broad daylight when

Jiang Bin pushed open the door and entered. Feng Liu frowned as soon as she saw him.

"Why are you here?" She had just seen him that morning.

"Huh? Didn't you say you had something to discuss with me?"

"I see." Feng Liu smiled.

The sobbing little girl was dragged away by the guards and thrown to the ground. After a fierce warning, no one paid her any attention, assuming she was just some disfavored concubine sending someone to cause trouble. Once

everyone was gone, the girl dusted herself off, got up, wiped her tears, and headed towards the East Pavilion.

A little while later, Wei Xi was seen leading Ze An, looking anxious, rushing towards Zhongxiu Courtyard. When Wei Xi pushed open the door to the main hall, she saw Jiang Bin and Feng Liu sitting on either side, each holding a booklet and reading.

"Didn't Your Highness just leave? Why are you back?"

Feng Liu's eyes widened at just the right moment, showing a surprised expression.

Wei Xi breathed a sigh of relief, went over, touched her forehead, and asked with concern. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Feng Liu shook his head. "What's wrong? I'm perfectly fine. Why did you suddenly come back? What happened?"

"Someone said you suddenly fell ill and urgently summoned the imperial physician."

Wei Xi's expression was very unpleasant when he said this, and even Ze An behind him had a gloomy face, especially when he saw Feng Liu sitting quietly at the table, seriously preparing for the wedding.

Wei Xi and Ze An exchanged a knowing glance. Wei Xi leaned over and kissed Feng Liu's forehead, smiling nonchalantly, "It's good that you're alright. It's probably just a mistake."

Feng Liu nodded, pretending to be casual. “It’s really strange today. Just now, a maid went to the wrong courtyard and clung to my leg, begging me to go save her young lady.”

“Liu’er, you stay in the courtyard obediently, okay?”

Fengliu nodded. Wei Xi’s eyes held a subtle gloom, but he hid it well in front of her. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth, then lingered for a moment before leaving with Ze’an. As

soon as they stepped out the door, his expression changed drastically. He called out the captain of the guards.

“What use are you if you let just anyone in!”

“You deserve to die.”

“Go! Find that maid from earlier.”

The captain of the guards nodded and turned to leave. Wei Xi added, “No strangers are allowed to approach the courtyard. If there’s a next time, you’ll be beheaded.”

“Yes.”

Wei Xi flicked his sleeve and left. Ze’an turned back and called out to him.

"All of Her Majesty's meals must first be tasted for poison."

Without lingering, she immediately followed Wei Xi. Seeing no one around, Wei Xi lowered her head and said to Ze'an, "This is suspicious. One person went to find Liu'er, and another tricked me into seeing Liu'er. What's the matter?"

Ze'an frowned, uncertainly asking, "Could it be that you're leading His Highness to catch them in the act?"

Catch them in the act? Wei Xi's expression changed instantly.

"Perhaps the plan failed. The princess is always cautious."

Wei Xi nodded, but still felt uneasy, probably thinking of Jiang Bin, who was always by Feng Liu's side. Although he was sent by her family, it was still inappropriate for him to be constantly entering and leaving women's courtyards. She should find an opportunity…

55. The Hiding Place

As soon as Wei Xi left, Feng Liu rudely chased her away. "Alright, go back and pack your things."

"Something happened?"

"Not really, but Wei Xi won't keep you in the palace anymore."

"What exactly happened?"

Feng Liu could only say, "This afternoon, a maid came to my courtyard, pricked me with a silver needle, and gave me an aphrodisiac. Then she ordered someone to summon you..."

Jiang Bin was very clever; Feng Liu had only mentioned this much, but he had already connected everything, and his expression changed.

Knowing that this had happened, Wei Xi would no longer let her stay by Feng Liu's side.

"Then what about me?"

"Just follow Wei Xi's arrangements, and after everything is settled, secretly meet me."

Jiang Bin nodded and was about to leave. Feng Liu took out a pill and gave it to him, "Take one of these pills; it can cure all poisons."

It was such a precious pill that Jiang Bin dared not accept it, but Feng Liu insisted on giving him one. Sure enough,

during dinner, Wei Xi suddenly got the idea to hold a small banquet, inviting a few trusted confidants, as well as Feng Liu and Jiang Bin.

After only a few drinks, Wei Xi suddenly inquired about his father-in-law and then assigned Jiang Bin to deliver gifts to Lan Kingdom, even providing a large sum of grain. Feng Liu was delighted, and so was Jiang Bin.

They set off the next day, and Wei Xi feigned a plea to stay, but Jiang Bin acted with immense gratitude, insisting on personally escorting the grain to Lan Kingdom.

Feng Liu also pretended to accompany Wei Xi to see him off, but didn't say a word of advice, only wishing him well as he left.

Wei Xi, seeing that their relationship seemed rather lukewarm, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took Feng Liu's arm as they returned home.

Nothing else happened in the following days; everything seemed peaceful, except for the silent death of a maid who had come to see Feng Liu that day. However, a few people died every now and then in the palace, so no one paid much attention.

Feng Liu became increasingly bored. Before, she could at least exchange a few words with Jiang Bin, but now she had nothing to do but lie on her couch reading a few books. They only needed to give instructions regarding the wedding; the real work was done by the servants below.

Just now, someone brought up some exquisite porcelain for her to inspect. The bowls and plates were delicately decorated with patterns. Fengliu glanced at them and was satisfied. They then went to make a large quantity, and if she wasn't satisfied, they would keep revising until she was.

Fengliu never liked to bully these servants and was even quite considerate of them. "This pattern will do. There's no need to rush to make a large quantity, just enough for the wedding."

Rushing to make these things would be a waste, as they would only be used once at the wedding.

"Thank you, Your Highness." She was beautiful, kind, and treated the servants well. Even before the wedding, the servants had already spontaneously started calling her "Your Highness."

Fengliu didn't mind the form of address and let them be, but Wei Xi always smiled broadly when she heard it. As

the group turned to leave, an inconspicuous maid suddenly approached, holding a small box and asking Fengliu,

"Please choose a hairpin, Your Highness."

The box was opened, revealing a variety of exquisitely crafted hairpins. She counted them carefully; there were six in total.

Who knew the maid would move the top shelf again, revealing six more below, each with a different material and pattern, yet all incredibly lifelike and exquisitely crafted. The flirtatious man, pretending to be selecting hairpins with his head bowed, smirked and said,

"I really misjudged you; you look quite suitable as a woman."

The maid carrying the box stiffened slightly, bowing her head obediently, though her teeth were clenched. "Sister-in-law, you flatter me."

"You've caught my eye. That girl is from the East Pavilion. Wei Xi has been staying there frequently lately. I heard one of her concubines looks quite like you."

Feng Liu raised an eyebrow, looking utterly uninterested. She seemed completely unconcerned about which woman her fiancé was sleeping with, merely pretending to carefully examine a hairpin. "The grain has arrived?" "

It has. Su Ling's defeat is certain, and Lan Kingdom is about to change hands."

This was indeed good news. Feng Liu smiled faintly, casually picking up a hairpin to examine it closely.

"Keep this whole box."

The maid nodded respectfully, placing the box aside. As the two brushed past each other, the other woman swiftly slipped her a note before silently retreating.

After everyone had left, Feng Liu opened the note. It read: "1:00 AM, East Pavilion."

That night, after everyone had fallen asleep, a dark figure slipped past the heavy guards of Zhongxiu Courtyard and made a graceful journey towards the East Pavilion, where the guards were not as numerous as those in Zhongxiu Courtyard.

Another dark figure was also hiding there. Seeing her arrive, he whispered

, "Follow me." The voice was Jiang Bin.

Throughout the entire palace, the East Pavilion was always the last to be lit, especially when the new emperor came seeking pleasure; it was not impossible for it to stay lit until dawn.

Jiang Bin seemed to have been wandering around the area for a long time, and knowing the way well, he led the woman to the East Pavilion.

The two stopped in front of a brightly lit room, climbed onto the roof, and peered through the cracks. From inside, they could hear moaning and groaning; it was clear what they were doing.

Wei Xi, his chest exposed and his trousers half-down, was gripping the woman's legs on the bed, thrusting into her.

The woman on the bed had her head thrown back, moaning wantonly. "Your Highness...slow down, you're killing me...ah..."

Wei Xi didn't speak, his fiery eyes burning as he stared intently at the wanton woman on the bed. He thrust even harder, and the woman's moans of pleasure gradually turned into pleas for mercy and cries of pain. However, the man on top of her was not one to show mercy.

"It hurts, it hurts...Your Highness, help me..." she cried and struggled, but Wei Xi pressed her down even tighter.

Feng Liu shook his head, "Tsk tsk, he really doesn't know how to cherish women."

Jiang Bin's lips twitched, and he interjected helplessly. "Did you see clearly, sister-in-law?"

He nodded, "I didn't expect Wei Xi to be so well-endowed."

The person next to him swayed, almost falling off, and said through gritted teeth. "I'm not showing you that, I'm showing you that woman."

"Tsk, she's bleeding."

"..."

Jiang Bin finally decided to be direct, "Sister-in-law, don't you think that woman looks somewhat familiar?"

"She does look a lot like me."

"The maid who drugged me last time, she's her personal maid."

"Do you think she can handle me?" Feng Liu shook her head. Jiang Bin was indeed worried that the woman would rise in rank because of her resemblance to Feng Liu, so when he heard that Wei Xi had been favoring this woman every day for many days, he became suspicious.

He even asked Feng Liu to come and see for himself, wanting to discuss countermeasures. He believed that their situation in Wei Kingdom depended entirely on Wei Xi's infatuation with Feng Liu, and if someone interfered, it could ruin everything.

However, Feng Liu didn't seem to care at all, and Jiang Bin only had to frown and try to persuade her. “Although Wei Xi likes my sister-in-law, which emperor doesn’t have three palaces and six courtyards? This woman’s appearance is too sensitive; it might be detrimental to my sister-in-law.”

“We’re not dealing with her.”

Feng Liu smiled lightly, then casually pointed to one of the two eunuchs serving in the room.

Jiang Bin looked over; the young eunuch stood timidly to the side, head bowed, seemingly oblivious to everything, and looked completely normal. He was about to ask him what was going on when

the person next to him tugged at his sleeve. He caught a glimpse of the eunuch’s casually raised eyes. His appearance was unremarkable, yet his eyes were cold as ice, and when he looked at Wei Xi, there was a hint of barely perceptible hatred.

Jiang Bin instinctively wanted to call out the man’s name, but Feng Liu covered his mouth tightly.

When Feng Liu released him, Jiang Bin’s handsome face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, sister-in-law." "

Now you understand, right?"

Jiang Bin nodded when he saw that she didn't care, but the blush on his handsome face wouldn't fade.

He had no choice but to deliberately change the subject, "Then what about us?"

"Nothing."

56. Rumors were flying.

Gossip in the palace always spreads the fastest. The fact that Wei Xi had been recruiting concubines in the East Pavilion every day for days had already spread in private. Feng Liu pretended not to know as always, but the servants who were usually treated kindly by her were indignant.

One of them couldn't hold back and ran to her to complain, "Your Majesty, have you heard what happened in the East Pavilion?"

Feng Liu couldn't help but laugh when she saw the four maids beside her, all looking indignant and wanting to stand up for her.

"I've heard."

"Then...aren't you going to teach that vixen a lesson?"

"Why should you teach her a lesson?"

Another maid couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty and the King are getting married soon...that vixen..."

"You know I'm getting married soon, is it worth arguing with a concubine?"

"But...but..."

The maids naturally couldn't argue with Fengliu, but they still didn't like the concubines in the East Pavilion.

Fengliu didn't say anything, but the East Pavilion started making a fuss. At first, some people said that if Su Liu hadn't been a princess sent by Lan Kingdom for a political marriage, she definitely wouldn't have been the Queen. So what if she was beautiful? The Jade Princess in the East Pavilion was now the King's darling, and the King summoned her to his bedchamber every day.

In terms of appearance, the Jade Princess resembled Su Liu by seven parts, but had three more parts charm, and a kind of allure that emanated from within. Any man who saw her would fall at her feet.

The rumors even escalated, saying that the bride at the wedding would be replaced, and the Jade Princess would be the Queen.

Wei Xi had just held his coronation ceremony and was extremely busy. He hadn't appeared at Zhongxiu Courtyard for two days, fueling the rumors even more intensely, as if they were true. Rumors circulated

that the King had decided to issue an edict to make Consort Yu Empress, that Consort Yu was pregnant with the Emperor's child, and that Princess Su Liu hid in her courtyard day and night, weeping every night.

Feng Liu overheard these vivid and gritting stories from her maids during lunch, laughing so hard she almost couldn't breathe. She took twice as long to finish her meal.

The maids looked displeased. While clearing the dishes, Feng Liu couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh no, I've taken too long to eat today. People outside will probably say I'm heartbroken and have no appetite."

The maids looked at her helplessly. "Your Highness, aren't you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? It's just rumors. They'll fall apart on their own sooner or later."

The maids sighed and cleared the table, letting Feng Liu take a quiet nap.

That evening, Wei Xi, who had not appeared at Zhongxiu Courtyard for three days, finally arrived. His beaming face made it clear to anyone that he was in a good mood.

Upon entering the courtyard, he saw Fengliu resting under a tree. He quickly sat down on the soft couch, leaned down, and kissed her. Startled, she opened her eyes, saw it was him, and smiled as she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Why are you here? Are you done with your work?"

Wei Xi reluctantly pulled away from her lips, lowering his head to gently touch her forehead.

"Mmm, I'm done."

He took her small hand in his and gently kissed it.

"Ah! It tickles..."

"How about this?" Wei Xi wouldn't let her pull her hand away.

He even put her fingers in his mouth, sensually licking her fingertips with the tip of his tongue. A tingling sensation rose up, and Fengliu's eyes couldn't help but mist over. She pursed her lips, not speaking, but just smiling at him.

Wei Xi was bewitched by her eyes. He gently released her fingers and leaned in to kiss the corner of her eye, again and again.

"Liu'er..." He held her tightly in his arms, his breath slightly unsteady.

"I can't wait any longer."

Feng Liu just chuckled, saying nothing, and nestled obediently in his arms.

Wei Xi lowered his head to look at her face; her stunning beauty always made him lose his composure. He ran his fingertips along her full, red lips, his eyes filled with undisguised love.

"Liu'er, I want to make you the happiest queen."

Those were the words Wei Xi had spoken to Feng Liu seven days before their wedding.

The next day, Wei Xi suddenly ordered all the concubines in the East Pavilion to be dismissed from the palace. Each was given a sum of money and sent away. Several who had served him refused to leave, saying they were willing to stay without any title or status. Not only were they not beaten, but they were also not driven away. Even

the most favored concubine, Yu Xiaozhu, who had been the subject of rumors, was no exception, and even worse off. She was forced to drink a large bowl of abortion medicine by two nannies. She cried and screamed, demanding to see Wei Xi one last time, but no one paid any attention. They simply tore her off and threw her out of the palace gate. She was still not giving up and continued to cause a scene at the palace gate.

Finally, even the guards on duty became displeased and made a move to strike, which frightened them into running away.

These events were later spread by the servants. Several maids were overjoyed and were the first to return and report to her. However, Fengliu showed no sign of happiness; her expression was indifferent, as if she were completely unaffected.

"Your Majesty, shouldn't you be happy?" the servants asked, puzzled.

"Why should I be happy? I don't even know her."

The servants realized that the Queen was truly a master. At first, when rumors were rampant, she wasn't bothered. Now that the rumors had been debunked, she remained unmoved, as if these events had nothing to do with her.

Perhaps this was why the King was so deeply infatuated with her.

The servants seemed to understand and quietly withdrew.

Three days before the wedding, preparations began in earnest. The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations; some even joked that it was more grand than the coronation ceremony. Zhongxiu Courtyard, as the Queen's wedding venue, was especially elaborately decorated.

Fengliu leaned lazily against the windowsill, watching the maids bustling about. The first two days passed uneventfully, and Fengliu couldn't help but cover her mouth, letting out a small yawn.

Suddenly, she noticed an inconspicuous maid peeking over. She seemed familiar, perhaps because the palace had been so busy lately that thorough checks hadn't been done, and one had been overlooked.

Looking at the maid whose features somewhat resembled hers, Fengliu felt not fear, but rather a sense of joy.

Finally, she had arrived; her wait hadn't been in vain.

The day before the wedding, the King and Queen were forbidden to see each other. Wei Xi could only send many small gifts over while she ate. She was in a good mood and rewarded the maids who brought the gifts.

The woman who had been standing silently in the corner, seeing this, became furious, her eyes reddening.

Fengliu couldn't help but sigh. "If I hadn't pretended not to notice," she thought, "do you think others wouldn't have noticed your obvious envy?" It was n't

until late at night that the woman clumsily tried to blow the sleeping incense, stumbling and bumping along, making Fengliu roll his eyes several times before finally managing to blow it towards her bed.

57. The kidnapped person then ran to the window to keep watch, completely forgetting to check on her, and simply assumed she was dead. Fengliu sighed, and very cooperatively pretended to be drugged. After a while, the soft chirping of insects finally sounded outside the window. The woman's face lit up with joy, and she immediately opened the window, letting another dark figure in. By the moonlight, Fengliu could see that the other person was an ordinary-looking eunuch. The woman eagerly grabbed his hand, "I thought you wouldn't dare to come." The eunuch ignored her, gently pulled his hand back, and leaned against the bed to check on her. Fengliu's breathing was long and shallow. He lifted the curtain and glanced at her, confirming that she was unconscious, before turning to look at the woman. "I will keep my promise." He then pulled a thin piece of leather from his robes, which the woman accepted with delight. She nodded hastily, "Don't worry! Once I become queen, you'll certainly receive your share of the benefits." A disdainful smile played on the eunuch's lips as he walked to the bedside and hoisted the unconscious Fengliu onto his back. The woman leaned closer, still uneasy. "Kill her now." She was worried that if the woman woke up, everything would be for naught. She desperately wanted her dead; even if the truth came out, the dead couldn't be brought back to life, and she, who bore a resemblance to the woman, would become the king's darling. The young eunuch, though taciturn, was perceptive and had already seen through her thoughts. He didn't reply, only pursed his lips. “I didn’t agree.” “What are you keeping her for? This woman is a menace. If she exposes us, we’ll both die.” “I have my own way.” The eunuch, carrying a person on his back without any apparent strain, was about to climb out the window. Unexpectedly, the woman grabbed him, refusing to let go. “No, she must die.” “Get out of the way!” The eunuch suddenly lowered his voice, his tone cold and piercing, filled with murderous intent. The woman was startled, her fingers involuntarily loosening. After a moment of stunned silence, as if remembering something, she laughed disdainfully, "I know, so you helped me because you like her. You, a eunuch, actually... How ridiculous!" A ruthless killing intent flashed in the eunuch's eyes. The woman jumped back a few steps, finally becoming worried, "You can't kill me... If you kill me, everyone will know she's missing... You, you won't escape either..." "Hmph, I'll spare your dog's life." With that, the man, carrying the woman, climbed out the window and quickly disappeared. The woman seemed terrified, her legs giving way as she sat on the ground. After a long while, she slowly stood up, supporting herself on the bedpost. Fengliu leaned against the man's back, silent and motionless, seemingly determined to see what the other would do. The eunuch was extremely familiar with the palace, even knowing the guards' shift changes with perfect precision. He led the woman around without being seen by anyone. It wasn't until they arrived at the large courtyard of the imperial kitchen that they placed her in the woodshed. The woodshed was dilapidated, with one of the windows broken and unable to be closed. By the dim moonlight, Fengliu glanced around and saw that there were dry firewood piled up against the walls. There wasn't a clean place to stand in the entire room. The man placed her against the wall, leaning her against a pile of dry firewood.

Then she saw him take off his eunuch robes, spread them out on the only open space, and then come over to hug her.

The clothes still carried a slight warmth from his body, so Feng Liu wasn't cold lying on them, after all, she was skilled in martial arts. But the man still seemed to feel it wasn't enough, so he gently opened the door and went out, carefully locking it before leaving.

He returned after a short while, carrying a quilt and two sets of clothes. He first wrapped her in the quilt, then quickly changed her into a set of imperial kitchen clothes.

Then he began to apply something to her face. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, letting him do it for a while. After that, she became completely quiet, but Feng Liu could feel that he was right beside her, staring at her without moving.

She didn't have the patience to stay up all night with him, so she closed her eyes to rest, and eventually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, just as dawn was breaking, she was woken up. The man changed her clothes, then carried her to a carriage. The carriage traveled for a while and soon arrived at the palace gate.

A guard checked their belongings, glancing at them casually. "So early, where are you going?"

"It's the King's wedding today, and we're short a few seasonings. I've been ordered to procure them."

"Go. Let them through!"

With that shout, the carriage slowly started moving again. They encountered nothing more after that. Fengliu, having not slept well the previous night, leaned against the man, dozing off.

She didn't know how long they traveled, but when she was groggily helped off the carriage, she was lying on a comfortable bed.

She blinked, glancing around, and found herself in a clean room; judging by the decor, it didn't seem to be an inn.

"Awake?" someone spoke beside her.

She turned and saw that the man hadn't left, sitting at the table watching her. "Li Tian, what do you want?"

The man paused slightly, then smiled. "How did you know it was me?"

It was still that ordinary face, but the coldness in his eyes was something no one could imitate.

Just as she was about to speak, she couldn't help but yawn again. Life in the palace was too casual; Feng Liu felt herself becoming increasingly lazy. She hadn't slept well all night, but now that she was finally back in her comfortable bed, she seemed to care about nothing else.

"Wait... until I wake up... then... I'll talk..."

She yawned again, pulled the covers tighter, closed her eyes, and went back to sleep.

The man was slightly taken aback, then smiled helplessly, got up, and gently closed the door before leaving.

When Feng Liu woke up, it was already noon. Pushing open the door, she saw Li Tian busy in the kitchen next to the courtyard. Feng Liu sniffed the air and couldn't help but lean over and stand by the door.

"You can cook?"

Li Tian glanced at her. "Almost done, go wash your hands."

"Um, I haven't washed my face either."

Feng Liu obediently went to wash her face, filled a basin with water, and was about to wash her face when she saw her reflection in the water. She couldn't help but twitch her lips, finally unable to hold back. "Li Tian, are you trying to kill me?! What have you done to me?!"

A sallow face, with a few pockmarks...

"Pfft," someone seemed to laugh. Feng Liu's lips twitched as she turned to look at the kitchen. The man was staring intently at the food in the pot, as if he wanted to bore a hole through it, as if he hadn't touched it at all, let alone laughed.

"Hmph!" Let him pretend! She angrily washed the food off her face.

The two sat down facing each other like old friends. The small table had only three dishes and a soup, nothing like the many dishes in the palace, nor the skills of the imperial kitchen, but the long-lost taste of home-cooked food made Feng Liu miss it.

58. I'm Not Your Salvation

After finishing her meal, Feng Liu lazily lay on the stool, watching Li Tian clear the dishes, wash the table, sweep the floor...

She suddenly felt a little envious. Her biggest wish used to be to leave the organization with Feng Han and start a small family together. If it could come true, it would probably be like this now.

They squeezed into a small apartment, both with ordinary jobs. On weekends, they would cuddle and stay in bed, urging each other to make breakfast. In the afternoon, they would go to the supermarket hand in hand, buying necessities and a whole bunch of groceries.

Together, they would cook a big meal and then devour it.

Whoever left the most food would wash the dishes. After dinner, they could watch TV together, gossiping about gossip programs, discussing current events and complaining about rising prices.

Before bed, they could take a bath together and then make love.

Just thinking about it made Fengliu's eyes sting. It was the life she dreamed of, but it always seemed so far away. Either she couldn't grasp it, or by the time she did, the conditions were gone.

"What's wrong?" Li Tian was standing in front of her, slightly surprised to see her teary eyes.

Fengliu wiped away her tears and shook her head with a smile. “I remembered my dream.”

“A dream?” Li Tian seemed curious.

“A house with the man I love, simple meals, him cooking and me washing the dishes, and then we’d argue over trivial things…”

After she finished speaking, Li Tian’s eyes showed some disbelief.

“I thought Your Highness’s dream was to become a queen.”

Feng Liu laughed after hearing this, “Fate is cruel.”

The next moment, Li Tian grasped Feng Liu’s hand. She didn’t pull it away immediately, but raised her eyebrows, watching him silently, as if wanting to see what he was going to do next.

Li Tian stared at her without blinking. “I can fulfill your dream.”

“Oh?” Feng Liu shook their clasped hands, “Is this a confession?”

“A confession?” Li Tian was taken aback, “Then… I guess so.”

“You plan to retire to the countryside with me? Aren’t you going to take revenge?”

At the mention of revenge, Li Tian’s expression indeed darkened, but he still didn’t let go of her hand. He was silent for a moment.

“If you can give up wealth and glory, I can give up revenge.”

Feng Liu couldn’t help but sigh softly. It was a pity that the person she wanted to retire to in the countryside wasn’t the one before her.

Seeing Feng Liu remain silent, Li Tian also lowered his head and sighed, then released her hand.

Seeing Li Tian turn away, Feng Liu couldn’t help but ask,

“I thought you would kill me to silence me.”

“I did intend to, but I found I couldn’t bring myself to do it.”

“Because I saved you?”

“Probably, who can say for sure?”

Li Tian left, leaving Feng Liu alone in the courtyard, lost in thought.

She had always been clever, yet she hadn’t guessed that Li Tian would fall for her. She had initially thought Li Tian had captured her to torture Wei Xi, but unexpectedly, he was planning to give up revenge…

Unfortunately, fate truly loves to play tricks on people. The person he chose to let go of his hatred couldn’t bring him hope.

Feng Liu squinted, looking at the sunlight filtering through the leaves.

Li Tian, I’ve said we’re too similar—equally clever, suspicious, and cold-blooded.

How could someone like me possibly redeem you? I myself need to be redeemed...

In that instant, Fengliu felt like he was going crazy with longing for Suhan.

The palace wedding ceremony was indeed far more complicated, taking place from morning till night, and finally it was over. The bride sat quietly on the dragon bed, waiting for the king to return from the banquet in the main hall and lift her veil.

Although she was covered by a veil, she was attended to by a large group of maids. The wedding attendants, fearing she might be hungry, brought her a plate of pastries and fed her small bites. As she ate, her fair neck and delicate chin were faintly visible.

Everyone laughed, "Your Majesty is truly as beautiful as a fairy today; the king must be completely captivated."

She smiled along, but her fingers involuntarily tightened slightly.

"Your Majesty, don't be nervous; the king dotes on you the most."

As everyone was still chattering, they heard someone announce from outside,

"The king has returned to the palace."

The wedding attendants knelt on the ground, and as the king entered, they said auspicious words one by one and asked for their rewards before slowly retreating. For a moment, only he and she remained in the entire palace.

Wei Xi reeked of alcohol, yet showed no signs of intoxication. His eyes were frighteningly bright. He walked step by step to the bedside, picked up the jade ruyi placed beside him by the wedding attendant, and gently lifted the queen's veil.

Beneath the phoenix crown, her skin was as smooth and delicate as jade, radiant and luminous. She smiled slightly, her beauty indescribable and alluring. Wei Xi gazed at her, mesmerized. She reached out to take his hand; her hand was as soft as a tender shoot, her face as radiant as a blooming hibiscus. There was truly no other like her in the world. Such a stunning beauty was his wife.

Wei Xi's heart was filled with joy as he gently touched her snow-white hand. "Liu'er..."

The beauty's bright eyes glanced at him, captivating him completely. He couldn't help but embrace her, eagerly pressing his lips to hers. His long tongue skillfully explored her mouth, and the beauty in his arms gasped softly. Wei Xi, however, gradually frowned.

The next instant, the beauty in his arms was pushed away, her eyes glazed over as if she hadn't yet understood, and she looked up blankly. She saw the man's icy gaze, and the fear buried deep in her bones suddenly surfaced, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Who are you?" Wei Xi's voice was chillingly cold.

The woman on the bed forced a faint smile, feigning composure. "What is Your Majesty saying? This servant doesn't understand."

Wei Xi's cold smile grew increasingly bloodthirsty. He stepped forward and yanked the woman off the bed, his large hand gripping her so tightly that she almost felt her wrist was about to shatter. She was now truly terrified. "Your Majesty..."

"You don't understand? I'll make you understand."

Wei Xi sneered, casually calling out. Suddenly, a dozen or so men in black appeared silently behind him, clearly Wei Xi's personal bodyguards.

"Use a knife to scrape her face, slice by slice."

"Ah! No!" the woman screamed, cowering backward.

Upon touching the dragon bed, Wei Xi grabbed her and threw her aside. "You have no right to touch it."

Then, as if remembering something, he stripped her of her phoenix crown and wedding dress. The woman cried out in terror, desperately begging for mercy.

"Will you talk! Where's Liu'er?!" Wei Xi's eyes were bloodshot, on the verge of losing control.

The woman choked out, "This servant... I deserve to die... Your Majesty, spare my life..."

Wei Xi had already rushed forward without hesitation, grabbing her neck tightly. The woman struggled desperately, only being released when she was almost dead. She coughed violently, tears streaming down her face, as she recounted everything.

After listening, Wei Xi struggled to control his emotions, took a few breaths, and said to the guards behind him.

He turned his head, "This woman is yours to do with as you please."

A group of guards stepped forward and dragged the screaming woman away.

Wei Xi looked around blankly, suddenly feeling all his strength drain away, and collapsed to the ground. Looking at the phoenix crown he had torn off and thrown on the ground, his eyes blazed with fury

. He still remembered how Liu'er had nestled in his arms and discussed the style with him when they were choosing the crown. He never imagined that in the blink of an eye,

what he thought was his most carefree and happiest moment would turn into a joke.

Wei Xi got up from the ground, pushed open the door, and walked out.

On their wedding night, the entire palace remained sleepless. Every corner was searched, and all the eunuchs were summoned for questioning.

59. The Most Devoted is the Most Ruthless.

This time, Wei Xi's actions were so great that even Feng Liu, who had been abducted from the palace and even semi-imprisoned, knew about it.

As usual, Feng Liu sat in the courtyard watching Li Tian water the flowers. Wei Xi sealed off the entire royal city, allowing only entry and no exit. Hundreds of guards were stationed at every city gate every day, and every woman of marriageable age passing by on the streets was scrutinized and questioned for a long time.

Li Tian would occasionally go out to buy vegetables and fruits, and if he heard anything funny, he would tell Feng Liu. Feng Liu would raise an eyebrow and say nothing. She wasn't particularly interested in Wei Xi's actions; what she cared about was whether Su Han had already conquered Lan Kingdom.

Then she thought, Li Tian's disguise skills were unfathomable, and he didn't know the true relationship between Su Han and her, so she asked him to help her find out. "Li Tian."

The man watering the flowers looked up in surprise. In the morning light, his slender neck seemed almost transparently white. Meeting those eyes, clear and cold as ice, yet strangely captivating, Feng Liu couldn't help but sigh. She finally understood why the King Wei had been so persistent and insane—such a stunning beauty, unparalleled in the world.

"Hungry? I'll get some porridge." Li Tian stopped what he was doing.

Feng Liu leaned lazily against the soft couch, gently shaking her head. "I want to know how Lan Kingdom is doing."

Lan Kingdom? Li Tian looked up and met Feng Liu's bright eyes. Those clear, dark eyes were so bright they could reflect a person's image, yet now they held a hint of anxious anticipation.

"I almost forgot, you were originally a princess of the Lan Kingdom."

Feng Liu didn't explain, simply nodding in agreement. Li Tian then watered the remaining flowers before stopping.

"After breakfast, I'll go outside and take a look."

His reply was a tacit agreement, and Feng Liu smiled slightly, as if to say thank you.

Today's breakfast was mung bean porridge, with different side dishes. Feng Liu could see that Li Tian had put a lot of thought into it, changing the dishes for each of the three meals a day, even including pastries and snacks in the afternoon. Although he couldn't make these, he made sure to buy some from the largest pastry shop in the city every day.

He even secretly remembered Feng Liu's favorite varieties and bought some every few days.

This kind of life, it must be said, was quite pleasant for Feng Liu. It was far more comfortable and carefree than when she was a hostage in the Lan Kingdom's palace or a princess sent for a political marriage in the Wei Kingdom's palace.

Li Tian never forced her to do anything, and even took the initiative to arrange her food and clothing.

Her clothes were newly tailored, made of the best fabric in the capital, and even the style was chosen by him. The clothes fit her exceptionally well, and the neckline was just right, inadvertently revealing her delicate collarbone as she walked. She looked more noble and charming than the women in the city who always liked to half-expose their breasts.

A thin belt cinched her slender waist, showing off her tiny waistline perfectly. Two long ribbons were tied into a bow, swaying gently at the hem of the skirt, adding a touch of elegance.

Even Feng Liu herself loved this outfit, and wearing it made her feel very happy.

Li Tian cleared away the dishes, went to his room to change his clothes, and came out again, instantly transforming into a pale-faced, honest servant. He had also changed his clothes into coarse cloth garments. He smiled at Feng Liu.

"If anyone knocks on the door, ignore them."

The voice, unlike its usual deep and cold tone, had become rough and hoarse. Feng Liu glanced at him, "Nonsense."

Li Tian pushed open the door and left. After he was gone, Feng Liu got off the soft chair, showing

no trace of her usual weakness. The woman who had been unable to move on the soft couch just moments before seemed like an illusion. Feng Liu first stretched lazily, then moved her limbs. After several days of lying like a limp animal, she was truly uncomfortable all over.

There was a slight noise on the roof. Feng Liu immediately and quietly lay back down on the couch, but now she had several poison needles on her fingertips.

Feng Liu's soft couch was placed right under a tree. If one were to look from the roof, one could not see what was under the tree. It must be said that Li Tian had indeed put some thought into it.

Wei Xi's scouts had also passed by many times, each time only making a casual look before leaving. They probably found the courtyard too simple, or perhaps they had been deliberately lured away. Just as they were thinking that they hadn't seen Jiang Bin for several days, they saw a familiar figure fall from the roof. It was none other than Jiang Bin.

"Sister-in-law is living a pretty comfortable life."

Feng Liu rolled her eyes at him without any politeness. "Spit it out if you have something to say."

"..." Jiang Bin scratched his head. "Boss has already taken over Lan Kingdom."

This good news made Feng Liu's eyes light up.

But then she saw Jiang Bin's face turn sour again. "Boss has arrived in Wei Kingdom."

"What!" Feng Liu was both anxious and happy at the same time, feeling incredibly awkward. "What is he doing here!" she said, but she already knew perfectly well what was going on. Her lips curled up slightly, but she quickly pursed them.

Even Jiang Bin had to admit that only at times like this did Feng Liu act like a girl experiencing her first love.

Usually, she had a shrewd and calculating demeanor, and being around her could even make one feel a little cold.

“Go stop him, don’t let him do anything reckless,”

Jiang Bin said helplessly. “I don’t dare tell her where you are, I’m afraid he’ll rush over.”

“Good job. Wei Xi is looking for me everywhere right now. If he makes a scene, Wei Xi might realize my intentions.”

“But, Li Tian…” Li Tian has been keeping a close watch on Feng Liu these past few days.

Feng Liu raised an eyebrow at Jiang Bin, “There has never been any real hostility between Li Tian and Wei Xi. It’s time to let them fight.”

Jiang Bin sighed, nodded, and prepared to leave.

“Do you think I’m too vicious?”

“No, um…” Jiang Bin suddenly felt his explanation was weak, so he simply nodded.

Feng Liu looked at the grass at his feet, thought for a moment, and then said…

“Throughout history, how many innocent people have died during dynastic changes? Has anyone ever sympathized with them? Compared to them, I think I’ve been merciful enough. Perhaps I used Wei Xi and let Li Tian down, but I’ve done right by myself.”

Jiang Bin’s mind was in turmoil, and he didn’t know what to say for a moment. Feng Liu didn’t say much either, waving him away first.

On his way back, Jiang Bin was in a panic, as if he were fleeing from a ferocious beast. He didn’t know how long he ran, but when he calmed down, he was already standing on the other side of the city. Fortunately, few people noticed his abnormality.

He leaned against the wall of the alley, suddenly understanding Feng Liu for the first time.

For Feng Liu, there was only Su Han in her life; the life or death of others was irrelevant to her.

Wei Xi and Li Tian both offered their hearts to her, but she didn’t even bother to look at them. Was she cruel? Or was she just too devoted? They say that being too affectionate hurts, but it turns out that being devoted hurts the most.

Jiang Bin stood frozen in the shadows. For a moment, he didn't want to go back, didn't want to see his sworn brother's face, didn't want to witness the greatness and loyalty of their relationship.

"What right do I have to be angry?" A low murmur suddenly came from the dark box, then silence returned.

Jiang Bin straightened his clothes and stood up again. In the end, he was the bad guy. He and his brother had been through thick

and thin together, calling each other brothers, yet he was secretly infatuated with his sister-in-law, even hopelessly so. No matter how well he hid it, she probably still noticed. She had hinted at it to him many times, but he refused to give up, still clinging to the hope that she would sway under Wei Xi and Li Tian's tender advances. His dark intentions were the truly heinous and unforgivable sin.

Jiang Bin walked out of the alley, looked at the bustling market under the sunlight, and nodded and smiled.

He told himself it was time to let go; if he continued like this, he feared he wouldn't even be able to remain brother and sister-in-law.

Su Han sat anxiously in the inn all morning, waiting until Jiang Bin returned.

"Did you see Liu'er?"

Jiang Bin smiled, his disheveled expression gone. "Sister-in-law won't let you go to her; her plan is almost complete."

"What plan?" Su Han's handsome face showed indescribable exhaustion. He hadn't slept a wink on the journey, taking five days to reach the capital of Wei Kingdom, and he had stayed up all night just to catch a glimpse of Feng Liu.

Jiang Bin pressed him back down to sit. "Brother, sister-in-law's plan is foolproof. You should trust her."

"It's not that I don't trust her, it's that..."

The man, usually not good at expressing himself, ultimately chose silence.

Jiang Bin sighed inwardly. "I know you want to see her, but it's not convenient for her to see you right now." "

..." Su Han's face darkened, looking very unwell.

"Big brother, you just conquered Lan Kingdom, and you're rushing out like this? Third and Fourth Brothers must be going crazy with worry."

"Don't worry, everything is ready in Lan Kingdom."

Su Han rubbed his temples, his fatigue becoming more and more apparent.

"Rest for a while, we'll talk again when you wake up." Jiang Bin considerately withdrew.

60. The Man Who Became a Demoness (H)

Su Han washed up and finally lay down on the bed in the inn and fell into a deep sleep. Finally, he met the woman he had been longing for in his dream. How come he hadn't realized how much he loved her before? Back then, when he was assigned to a mission, if he was assigned to the same mission as her, he would always put on a disgusted expression. If he wasn't assigned to the same mission, he would always be restless when he went on a mission.

In his dream, it seemed like he had returned to that time. He was on a mission and went out for half a month. In the last few days, in order not to alert the enemy, he even followed them for several days without closing his eyes. After completing the mission, the first thing he thought about was going back.

His other teammates all said that he was a machine. He finally had a mission to take a vacation, but he didn't even know how to rest. Only he knew that from the day he left home, his heart had been constantly in suspense, unable to relax for a moment, inexplicably restless. He didn't know why, just a nameless anxiety.

Returning to headquarters, dusty and exhausted, he saw her brazenly entering a room with a newly acquainted man. He silently completed his mission, lying in his room unable to sleep, his eyes practically burning through the ceiling.

Despite being utterly exhausted, he couldn't fall asleep. His mind was filled with the image of her laughing sweetly, arm in arm with that man, watching him wave goodbye and leave at dawn.

He instinctively followed her out, and even after she died at his hands, he couldn't understand what he was doing.

But back in his room, he unexpectedly slept soundly, sleeping until the afternoon of the next day. Even in

his sleep, Su Han, with his eyes closed, still frowned, muttering, "Don't touch her, she's mine."

In his dream, someone seemed to be gently comforting him. After that, he stopped dreaming and slept soundly until nightfall. Before he even opened his eyes, he was acutely aware of someone beside him.

"Mmm, mmm..." The person beneath him pushed him a couple of times, but when she couldn't, she gave in.

Su Han didn't even open his eyes, relying entirely on his body's instincts to pin her down. He then kissed her rather fiercely until the kiss ended. Only then did he open his dark eyes, and what he saw was her alluring, panting face.

Almost instantly, his entire body ignited, and even his breathing became heavy.

Feng Liu didn't struggle, letting him remain beneath her, looking at him coquettishly, "Rude!"

"I..." Su Han had always been the weaker one in front of her, and he suddenly felt a little frustrated. He carefully observed her expression and, finding that she didn't seem to blame him, gently covered her face and kissed her again.

Fengliu's eyes and brows were full of smiles, her small hands becoming even more restless, directly touching his broad chest. She was even excited to discover that he wasn't wearing anything underneath, a triumphant expression on her face.

Su Han naturally felt where her hands were, burying his face in the crook of her neck, breathing heavily.

"Sweetie, where are you touching..."

Fengliu smiled, then mischievously pinched him, and Su Han couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The two were far apart, and their longing for each other had long since overflowed.

A casual action ignited a fire, and Su Han began to excitedly peel off her clothes, watching her fair, jade-like skin being revealed little by little before his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

Unexpectedly, the enchanting woman beneath him deliberately wrapped her slender legs around his waist, gently rubbing against him, intentionally using her knees to rub against his lower back. That area was his most sensitive spot, and with her stimulation, he couldn't hold back any longer.

He grabbed her and unleashed a torrent of passionate kisses, almost making her faint. Her eyes, always brimming with electricity, were now even more alluring, misty and captivating, almost bewitching.

"Little vixen, watch how I punish you!"

It seemed that only in her presence did Su Han suddenly transform into a different person, a man burning with passion.

"Don't disappoint me," Fengliu said, gently hooking his chin with her hand, her eyes alluring, her breath sweet.

Her touch sent Su Han's body trembling, except for his erection, which throbbed with a throbbing hardness.

"You...you're going to drive me crazy!"

He swiftly stripped her naked. The night made the room somewhat hazy, but that didn't matter to Su Han; his eyes burned as he stared at her fair and delicate body.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as his passionate kiss landed on her neck, moving down her neck. Each time he moved, a new crimson bud appeared where he had just touched.

Finally, he reached her delicate bud, gently poking it with his fingertip. The pink bud was incredibly soft, sinking in with the slightest touch, only to spring back to life as soon as he released it. He finally couldn't resist, opening his lips to take the adorable bud into his mouth, his tongue caressing it incessantly.

"Mmm, you bad boy," she murmured, unable to contain herself any longer, pulling his other hand to cover the other bud.

Su Han couldn't help but smile, his eyes narrowing, but his caresses intensified.

His hand, following her gesture, landed on the neglected bud, gently pinching it with two fingers, rubbing and rotating it wickedly. Waves of electric pleasure spread down his fingers, causing her to arch her head and moan involuntarily.

Her slender arms clung tightly to his back, her full breasts thrusting forward to meet his caresses. Her bright, watery eyes were misty. "Mmm, so good,"

she murmured, her voice lazy and slightly husky, so alluring.

Su Han gasped twice, forcefully releasing her wet bud, glaring at her with a hint of resentment.

He couldn't wait to kiss her flat stomach, his tongue circling her small, cute navel. The ticklish sensation made Feng Liu curl up, her waist swaying left and right, but she couldn't escape his annoying tongue.

She could only glare at him with her watery eyes and curse, "Ugh! It tickles so much!"

"Hehe." All she got in return was a smug, silly laugh.

Feng Liu glared at him again, her eyes shifting, a foxy smile suddenly appearing on her face. She softly moaned, "Brother Han, my lower body is so itchy... mmm..."

Her jade-like legs immediately curled up slightly, her thighs rubbing against each other, as if comforting herself.

Su Han's movements stopped abruptly, his dark eyes filled with deep desire. Seeing her uncontrollable allure, the flames in his eyes burned even brighter. The next moment, he hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and quickly lowered his head.

"Mmm, Brother Han... ah... it feels so good..." she moaned softly, her body swaying slightly, seemingly reaching her limit of pleasure. Su Han's temples bulged with veins, and he couldn't help but clamp his grip on her thighs, warning her.

"Witch! Don't moan so wildly!"

Feng Liu raised an eyebrow, ignoring him, and pressed on. "Ah! It's flowing... ah..."

"You!" Su Han, pushed to his limit, channeled his anger into action, fiercely licking and sucking her tender flower, making Feng Liu feel almost paralyzed with pleasure, her lower abdomen heaving.

Her moans didn't stop; instead, they became increasingly unrestrained. "Mmm, you're sucking so hard, it feels so good..."

"..." Su Han's massive member was already taut, almost bursting, yet she remained oblivious to his impending doom.

Watching her flower-like opening contract and absorb, then release even more nectar, Su Han finally couldn't resist any longer. He straightened up and pressed his enormous member against the entrance.

Its tip was already dripping with clear liquid; after rubbing it back and forth against the entrance a few times, the shaft was instantly covered in sticky, slippery nectar. He couldn't help but laugh. "Goodness, so much has flowed."

"Baby, I want you... mmm..." Feng Liu winked at him, then proactively used her flower-like opening to take his sensitive tip in, even squeezing it slightly. Su Han gasped, instinctively swallowing. He

glanced at Feng Liu; she was even innocently winking at him. "Don't you want me?"

"Witch!" With a hint of reluctance, he indulged himself into her body, still worried that her body might resist due to the long abstinence. Fortunately, the foreplay was long enough, and she secreted plenty of nectar.

The entry was slow, without hurting her at all. He carefully observed her expression and, finding no discomfort, was completely relieved. However, it was now his turn.

His large hand gripped her slender waist, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and he began to thrust vigorously.

"Mmm, I hate it!" Fengliu felt helpless under his thrusts, her delicate body trembling slightly, looking completely lost. Her small mouth was slightly open, letting out a soft "ah" with each full penetration, and clenching tightly in dissatisfaction as he withdrew. This scene was truly enough to drive any man in the world crazy.

Su Han had always considered himself a man, yet in bed he was always completely dominated by this vixen. Now, he desperately wanted to reclaim his male pride, gazing at her alluring face as he arched his back and thrust rapidly.

Fengliu squinted comfortably, watching his almost uncontrollable passion, appearing utterly satisfied.

The man, engrossed in his efforts, naturally didn't notice, much less realize that what she wanted was to see him lose control.

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