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From childhood to adulthood, Qi Yitang has had a smooth and successful life.

She thought being forced into marriage was just one obstacle, but she never imagined the real ordeal was yet to come.

She ruined her whole family for a man who didn't love her at all and was even using her... No wonder people say she's brainless.

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Xie Ling frowned.

"What, do you want me to carry you?"

[Tsk, the moment the female supporting character frowned, the villain kissed her.]

[The male and female leads are juggling their careers while also indulging in melodramatic situations; only the emperor is genuinely pursuing pure love. He'd just say he cares about you, there's no shame in that.]

Actually, as long as the female supporting character doesn't do anything reckless, the villain can protect her for life.

In the original novel, Xie Ling's character is even more like the male lead than the male lead himself.

His mother, Consort Li, was favored by the emperor for her stunning beauty and became one of the four consorts. However, she was later demoted to the cold palace due to a witchcraft case.

At that time, no one knew she was pregnant; as a deposed concubine, the news could not be spread.

This is a real hardship for the villain. Born in the cold palace, unloved by his father and only loved by his mother, he bided his time to become emperor and married the woman he loved. However, because the female supporting character was completely devoted to the male lead, their hearts were separated and their marriage was strained.

[By the way, how did the villain die? I only watched the first half; the rest was too melodramatic to continue...]

[It was all Qi Yitang's fault. Her poisoning attempt failed, and she was imprisoned by the emperor, harboring resentment every day, yet secretly she kept sending messages to the male lead.]

[The male lead usurps the throne and forces a coup; she runs up to him as a hostage, and the emperor is riddled with arrows while trying to save her...]

[...Silence is the Cambridge of tonight.]

[I'm not saying this to be mean, but for a major villain, his death was far too abrupt!]

[That's right. Just because the female supporting character in the Cold Palace gave him two steamed buns back then, she's been devoted to him for so many years, refusing the Phoenix Seal she was offered, even promoting her father and brothers, and always coldly washing his underwear... Compared to that, the male lead only has a few sweet words; he's really easy to fool.]

Qi Yitang looked up blankly with red eyes. In the morning light, Xie Ling's profile looked as if it had been carved by a knife, with his sword-like eyebrows flying slanted into his temples, and the shadow cast by his brow bone just covered the emotions in his eyes.

He seems like a cold-hearted and aloof emperor.

Just because of two steamed buns given to him casually, he was willing to risk his life for her, even if it was just an act she put on...

Are there really people in the world this foolish? Is it worth it?

Qi Yitang lowered her head in a panic, a tear falling onto the brocade quilt, leaving a dark stain.

The tear came so suddenly that even she was stunned.

Her chin was suddenly lifted, and rough fingertips traced the corners of her moist eyes. Xie Ling frowned. "Why are you crying?"

He gently wiped away the tear stain. "Did I hurt you?"

Xie Ling's eyes were dark and piercing, filled with emotions so intense they almost burned Qi Yitang, forcing her to turn her head away.

Her throat tightened. "No, Your Majesty, I will leave now..."

Qi Yitang's evasive gaze and her slightly choked voice made Xie Ling's expression darken. Jealousy slowly gnawed at his heart, and anger burned fiercely.

Consummating their marriage made her so sad that she didn't even want to look at him...

She switched the poison yesterday, but what about the aphrodisiac? Who did she originally intend to give it to? Her "Brother Yu"?

Xie Ling's face instantly darkened, and his knuckles cracked.

She's been married to him for so long, yet she still has another man in her heart. This damned childhood sweetheart, he's had enough of her.

Since His Highness Prince Gong, who is known for his refined manners and gentle demeanor, does not understand what it means to be respectful and obedient, there is no need to show him any leniency.

Once he peels away that hypocritical facade, he'll let her see it for herself!

With a "crack", the jade thumb ring was pinched and cracked.

The temperature inside the hall plummeted. Looking at the emperor's gloomy face, Qi Yitang suddenly remembered the "imprisonment play" mentioned in the comments and felt a chill run down her spine.

Shut up, say something already!

She struggled to sit up in bed, about to offer some excuses, but her legs, sore and weak from sleeping for so long, gave way as soon as she touched the ground.

"Hmm!"

Before she could even touch the ground, she was pulled into someone's arms. The skin beneath her hands was soft and fleshy, and Qi Yitang instinctively squeezed it.

Xie Ling let out a muffled groan.

Qi Yitang looked down and found herself disheveled, buried in the emperor's arms in an extremely awkward position, with those deadly hands still on the place where life originated.

What she just pinched was...!

Her already not-so-bright brain completely shut down. Qi Yitang's ears instantly turned bright red, and she hurriedly got off him.

"Your Majesty, I..."

However, before Qi Yitang could finish speaking, the emperor turned around with a cold face and strode away.

Qi Yitang was stunned. Why did she leave so suddenly? At least let her give him a few words of explanation.

[Hahaha, what a hilarious scene! The little villain instantly stood up.]

[The female supporting character is so lucky! I wonder what it feels like to squeeze her?]

[A crazy emperor versus a silly, adorable concubine—these two seem like a perfect match! I'm shipping them!]

[You must be really hungry, you can eat anything (pointing).]

……

"Your Majesty, please wait for this old servant!"

The palace gates opened, and Xie Ling walked with the speed of the wind, so fast that the chubby old eunuch hurriedly led the crowd to jog after him.

Li Degui was out of breath from running, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Last night, he personally witnessed the Imperial Concubine wriggling like a live fish in His Majesty's arms, her flushed cheeks rubbing against His Majesty's neck, and she was even humming and saying "hot".

Even he, with his old bones, felt ashamed at the sight.

After a night of turmoil, his long-cherished wish was fulfilled. It was thought that His Majesty would be in a better mood, but to everyone's surprise, he walked out with a cold face as soon as it was dawn.

Li Degui wondered to himself: Was this not enough? Or was he being difficult?

"Your Majesty, please slow down... Ouch!"

The tall figure in front of him suddenly stopped, and Li Degui almost bumped into that broad back.

He abruptly stopped and cautiously glanced up at the emperor's expression—

His handsome face remained as cold as ice, but his ears were flushed with a suspicious blush, which also tinged his neck with a thin layer of red.

"Go to the Imperial Hospital."

Xie Ling's voice was deeper and more magnetic than usual. "Summon Physician Zhang to take a look at her."

Just as Li Degui was about to respond, the emperor added, his tone tinged with unease, "After the examination, have him come to the Imperial Study. I have some questions for him."

"This servant will go immediately."

A moment later, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy knelt before the emperor, his forehead pressed against the gleaming floor tiles.

"How is she?"

Imperial Physician Zhang carefully chose his words, "Your Majesty, the Empress's body has indeed suffered some damage after her first time with you, and after... a whole night of lovemaking. I have prescribed a formula to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and also prepared a medicinal ointment..."

Xie Ling's knuckles, gripping the armrests of the dragon throne, suddenly turned white.

He recalled her tearful appearance last night, her almond-shaped eyes, which always held pride, filled with tears, and her slender fingers scratching red marks on his back.

At the time, he thought she couldn't handle the pleasure, but he didn't realize she was actually hurt.

"How many days will it take to recover?" The emperor's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of regret.

Judge Zhang replied, "With proper care and rest, he should recover in about four or five days..."

"Hmm." Xie Ling waved to signal everyone to leave the main hall.

As the palace doors slowly closed, the emperor finally slumped back in his chair, his strength waning.

He raised his hand to shield his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing as the events of last night replayed in his mind—her tearful pleas for mercy, the scent of crabapple blossoms lingering in her hair, and the way she unconsciously snuggled into his arms as she fell into a deep sleep...

"Damn it." Xie Ling cursed himself under his breath, unaware that he was angry at his own lack of self-control.

Even though he had clearly injured someone, he was now thinking of provoking them again.

Outside the hall, Li Degui peeked through the crack in the door, his old face scrunched up in a frown.

Is this a sign of the emperor's great joy or an impending calamity?

He scratched his head and decided to go to the storeroom first to pick out some tonics to send to Yaotang Palace.

It's always good to please the imperial concubine, no matter what.