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Emperor Qianwu knew that Zhou Mingyi had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood.

There were also many talented women in the palace.

Those who are talented are not as beautiful as her, and those who are beautiful are not as talented as her.

She is so gentle and considerate, and so good at understanding his feelings; it is truly rare.

His expression softened slightly.

"With such a beloved consort, what more could a husband ask for?"

But as he stared at Zhou Mingyi, a raging fire gradually ignited in his dark eyes.

Zhou Mingyi was no naive young girl; she could tell what the man was thinking just by looking at his eyes.

Bah! You old lecher!

It's not even dark yet!

Men are all the same; they value physical appearance and indulge in sensual pleasures.

"Will Your Majesty dine with me today? I heard that the Imperial Kitchen has a particularly good duck soup today, which is both nourishing and warming."

Emperor Qianwu held her hand, and casually pinched Zhou Mingyi's fingers.

The woman's fingers were fair and slender, like water scallions, but not the kind that were bony and thin. On the contrary, they looked a little plump, making them irresistible to touch.

From that day on, Emperor Qianwu could not forget her.

Even before she entered the palace, she was already eager to make her move.

But when he approached other concubines, he immediately lost interest.

Emperor Qianwu now deeply understands what it means to "have seen the ocean and find it hard to be satisfied with a mere stream".

Having experienced the ultimate pleasure this woman had given him, he started to become picky about food.

He sat on the couch beside him and gently pulled the woman into his arms.

The woman in his arms blushed instantly.

"Your Majesty, there are still people here!"

Zhou Mingyi knew that the palace servants were very perceptive and had all quietly left when Emperor Qianwu entered.

But she pretended not to know.

Sure enough, when she looked up, the hall was empty.

She widened her eyes slightly, feigning surprise.

This shocked expression instantly pleased Emperor Qianwu.

She knew men would fall for that.

He let out a low chuckle.

"The maids around Consort Zhen are all good; they all know how to read their mistress's mind. They deserve to be rewarded!"

Zhou Mingyi lightly punched Emperor Qianwu, seemingly both ashamed and angry.

This old man, as expected of someone who had practiced martial arts for many years, had a hard chest that made her hand ache.

A patch of redness instantly appeared on the back of her slender, white hand.

"Your Majesty is always bullying me!"

The stunningly beautiful woman blushed and nestled coquettishly in his arms; if Emperor Qianwu didn't react, he wouldn't be a normal man.

He leaned down, his breath instantly mingling with the breath of the stunning woman, their breaths hot and their voices seductive.

Extremely dangerous.

"How am I bullying my beloved concubine?"

"My beloved concubine, how could you possibly know what true bullying is like?"

Zhou Mingyi had never been treated like this before, and her cheeks and ears turned bright red.

Her fair face and rosy cheeks added to her natural charm.

Emperor Qianwu reached out and touched the beauty's cheek.

Zhou Mingyi has a very small face and fair, delicate skin.

After the system was modified, it became even whiter than jade.

The tiny wounds from a few days ago have completely healed, just like a freshly peeled egg.

"Those old fellows in the Imperial Medical Academy are quite capable; they didn't let my beloved concubine Bai Yu get tainted. They deserve a reward."

Zhou Mingyi thought to herself, "Where can I find the best medicine from the Imperial Hospital?"

It's clear that her body has been modified by the system; even if she has been injured, she would never have scars.

Even if you are left with a scar, there is a "Flawless Elixir" produced by the system.

That's why Zhou Mingyi was so fearless.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Emperor Qianwu's eyes flashed, and his voice was deep, "My beloved concubine can speak."

Zhou Mingyi lowered her eyes. "If Your Majesty hadn't been so attentive to me, why would the Imperial Medical Academy have gone to such lengths to prepare this herbal ointment for me? I understand perfectly well."

Emperor Qianwu's eyes were deep and dark. He could no longer hold back. He used his other hand to tightly grip her slender waist, holding her firmly in his arms to prevent her from losing control and instinctively running away.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

Just as the emperor and empress were losing control of their emotions, footsteps sounded outside.

Emperor Qianwu released the infatuated beauty, frowning with displeasure.

Who is so tactless?

Long before the ceremony ended, Zhou Mingyi changed back into her ordinary palace attire.

Although the pheasant robe is beautiful, it is too complicated and heavy, and not as comfortable as ordinary palace attire.

Zhou Mingyi was wearing a pink collared shirt.

The snaps and thin straps on her chest had long been undone.

One of her rounded, fair shoulders was exposed.

Her whole body was flushed a light pink, like a stranded fish, leaning against Emperor Qianwu and breathing softly.

The beauty exhaled, and even her breath carried a faint fragrance.

This scoundrel is definitely much more capable than the Crown Prince.

In her previous life, she was sent to the Eastern Palace by the Cen family and was favored for a time.

Crown Prince Xie Zhang prided himself on his romantic nature, but he lacked the domineering presence of Emperor Qianwu, making him difficult to deal with.

Although Mingyi had long been prepared to submit to her enemy and endure humiliation to avenge herself and her brother.

But Emperor Qianwu's performance was beyond her expectations.

She enjoyed herself while seeking revenge, so it was definitely a win-win situation.

Fuquan lowered his head, feeling uneasy.

He knew, of course, that he had ruined His Majesty's plans.

However, summoning the imperial physician to examine Consort Zhen's health is also of utmost importance.

Fuquan had served Emperor Qianwu for many years and knew that he was not a person without self-control, which is why he risked speaking on behalf of the imperial physician.

Then he saw Emperor Qianwu with a dark face and knew things had gone wrong.

But who can you reason with about this?

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Your Majesty, Physician Chen from the Imperial Hospital has arrived."

Emperor Qianwu's face darkened. Zhou Mingyi quickly put her clothes back on and withdrew from Emperor Qianwu's embrace, blushing as she said:

"This is His Majesty's affection for me. Please summon the imperial physician."

The warm fragrance and jade suddenly retreated, and Emperor Qianwu felt a void in his heart. He then said in a deep voice, "Enter."

Physician Chen was also very cautious. He took a thin handkerchief, placed it on Zhou Mingyi's wrist, and then gently draped it over her wrist.

He would sometimes frown, sometimes relax his brows, but his eyes were always slightly lowered, not daring to look directly at the radiant beauty before him.

After a long pause, he said, "Consort Zhen is in good health and is very conducive to childbearing."

Having worked in the Imperial Hospital for many years, he naturally knew what Emperor Qianwu wanted to hear.

However, Emperor Qianwu's Achilles' heel was precisely his offspring.

So many years have passed, and I'm tired of hearing the Imperial Hospital say these things.

Therefore, Emperor Qianwu did not react much and did not take it seriously.

Zhou Mingyi seized the opportunity to say, "When I was young, I accidentally fell into the water. At that time, my elder brother invited a doctor to check my pulse and said that cold air had entered my body."

"Could it harm one's ability to have children?"

After saying that, Zhou Mingyi seemed embarrassed and said, "The Empress Dowager always says that I have a connection with Buddhism, and that I formed a connection with His Majesty at Hanshan Temple. Therefore, I always think that perhaps I can give birth to a son or daughter."

"Please, Imperial Physician, examine me carefully."

Physician Chen thought to himself, "This Consort Zhen is as beautiful as a fairy, but she is simple-minded."

Throughout the palace, who doesn't know that the Empress Dowager and His Majesty's Achilles' heel and sore spot is their offspring?

Therefore, although the concubines longed for it, they dared not voice it.

After all, without a real child, what can be said are the Emperor and Empress Dowager's sore spots.

If you accidentally offend these two, they'll be the ones who suffer.