Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

East Warm Pavilion of Yangxin Hall

Lin Ye's gaze was now fixed on a pair of jade-like hands, with skin as smooth as cream and slender as long scallions.

The hands landed on his imperial robe and jade belt.

Zhou Wanwan had never done anything like undressing someone before, let alone doing it in front of a man.

The soft fabric in her hands felt as if it were poisoned; she didn't want to touch it at all.

But considering her plans for this trip, she could only grit her teeth and continue.

Lin Ye, whose gaze was fixed on Zhou Wanwan, naturally did not miss the forced reluctance in Zhou Wanwan's expression at that moment.

Therefore, Lin Ye pressed his advantage, wrapping his arm around Zhou Wanwan's slender waist, his fingertips touching her softness through the thin gauze, and then a clear tremor returned to him.

A moment later, Lin Ye saw, as he had hoped, that Zhou Wanwan's forced smile was now impossible to conceal.

At this point, he was basically certain that the other party was the cultivator who wanted to kill him.

However, given that she has reached this point, she would rather endure it than take action, which suggests that she has some reservations.

As for what to worry about...

Lin Ye's eyes darkened. If he could figure this out, his chances of winning would increase.

After thinking it over, Lin Ye gently pinched Zhou Wanwan's chin, making her gaze fall solely on his face.

"Wanwan..."

As Lin Ye heard this meaningful murmur, he gradually closed the distance between them, his eyes feigning arousal.

Seeing this, Zhou Wanwan knew that anything she said at this point would be in vain.

but......

The mind-control pill she secretly mixed into the wine while she was practicing her sword dance should be taking effect by now.

This elixir was given to the person by Gongsun Yan as an ally. The person who takes it will suddenly enter a dream while fully conscious, and everything in the dream will be a continuation of the consciousness before entering the dream. When the person wakes up, they will only think that everything that happened in the dream was real.

Although this is only a low-grade pill, it is more than enough to deal with mortals.

Just as Zhou Wanwan had predicted, Lin Ye collapsed onto the bed just as his thin lips were about to touch hers.

In a dream.

Zhou Wanwan's face was still stunningly beautiful, but this beauty now had an added allure.

Her eyes and brows exuded a captivating charm. As she chatted and laughed, she lightly raised her hand and slapped Lin Ye's hand, which was gripping her chin, away.

Then she wrapped her arms around Lin Ye's neck.

Their eyes met, and Lin Ye sensed boundless affection in the other's gaze.

Just as he was wondering why the other party had changed so much, a warm current suddenly surged from his dantian.

It is the "Hun Yuan Gong".

Lin Ye quickly realized this.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the circulating true energy dispelling some hazy substances in his body.

poison?

He remembered that Zhou Ru had once said that mastering the "Hun Yuan Gong" would make one immune to all poisons.

But when was he poisoned?

liqueur?

Only that glass of wine might be the possibility.

But if it was that glass of wine, how did the other party poison it?

The wine was right in front of him. With Lin Ye's martial arts skills, it was impossible for him to secretly poison the wine in front of him.

Unless the other party uses... magic.

Lin Ye thought about it and realized it wasn't impossible.

According to Zhou Ru's words that day, the spiritual energy in this illusionary realm was cut off, and the magical power used up was decreasing.

But what if one of them doesn't use it all?

As Lin Ye pondered, his dream gradually shattered from nothingness to complete disintegration.

Lin Ye woke up, but didn't open his eyes.

Instead, they listened quietly to the conversation that reached their ears.

The other voice was also familiar to Lin Ye.

"Master, why don't you kill this weed now?" Zhou Ru said, glaring angrily at Lin Ye.

She was furious whenever she thought about how she was forced to give away two cultivation techniques last time and was severely injured, only waking up in the contract space today.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanwan blew on the tea leaves floating in her teacup, but ultimately refrained from drinking them due to their excessive worldly nature. She gently set the teacup down and slowly asked, "Do you know why you were hurt by him before?"

"I don't know," Zhou Ru honestly shook her head.

"Because of the human spirit and destiny."

"Humanity's destiny?" Zhou Ru couldn't help but wonder.

Although she didn't know why Lin Ye was able to hurt her back then, she, as a fox cultivator, knew very well what human destiny was.

This wild grass is actually an emperor recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

"Master, if these wild grasses possess human-like fortune, then wouldn't we be..."

"It shouldn't be hurt easily," Zhou Wanwan added, squinting her eyes.

"Therefore, I, Zhou Wanwan, am determined to destroy this human destiny."

Zhou Ru nodded in agreement.

"This is a disguise pill. After you take it, you will transform into my appearance and continue to deceive this forest."

Now that Zhou Ru's injuries have healed, Zhou Wanwan naturally has no need to personally intervene.

Lin Ye heard their conversation clearly from the bed.

Humanity's destiny?

It turned out to be the case.

Early the next morning

Lin Ye slowly woke up from the bed and looked around. As expected, no one was there.

"Your Majesty, you're awake."

Zhou Wanwan slowly walked towards Lin Ye, meeting his gaze, her steps as graceful as lotus blossoms, her eyes and brows exuding a captivating charm.

This is a different person.

Even though Lin Ye didn't hear their conversation last night, he could easily tell the difference.

"Wanwan," Lin Ye called out casually.

"Your Majesty, this humble woman will help you dress."

Lin Ye listened as Zhou Ru spoke in Zhou Wanwan's voice.

Unexpectedly, the cultivator's disguise pill could even imitate the voice.

However, the allure hidden within that cool voice was impossible to ignore.

If he had a choice, Lin Ye would prefer to let Zhou Ru use his appearance.

That way, he wouldn't have to pretend he didn't even know such a simple case of switching things.

For a moment, Lin Ye felt a mix of emotions.

However, since the other party wanted to ruin his humanitarian luck, he reluctantly agreed to play along.

Let's see what they're really up to.

"Wanwan, after last night you are my woman, how can you still call yourself a subject's daughter?" Lin Ye put his arm around Zhou Ru and said with a smile on his lips.

Zhou Ru was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, but then she remembered that Lin Ye had taken a love potion last night, and the passionate night in his dream had once felt real to him.

However, Zhou Ru's self-identifications all come from the memories that Zhou Wanwan has currently transmitted to her.

If asked to use a different form of address, she could only blink her eyes, trying to deceive him.

Seeing this, Lin Ye very understandingly continued, "From today onwards, Wanwan will be my Consort Tao, how about it?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhou Ru breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems these weeds are quite easy to fool.

Then Lin Ye slowly said, "So, Wanwan, can you tell me what you should call yourself?"

"I......"

Zhou Ru drew out each word for two syllables, and just as she was about to say that she didn't know, several palace maids walked in.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Zhou Ru's gaze immediately fell on the leading palace maid.

She had an ordinary face, but Zhou Ru believed that her master never needed to rely on his looks or figure.

Lin Ye did not miss the surprise in Zhou Ru's eyes when she saw the little palace maid.

No need for formalities.

After speaking, Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and looked down at the head palace maid's beautiful face, which was hard to reconcile with Zhou Wanwan's features.