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As soon as Qi Yitang left the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he felt something was wrong with his body.

A strange heat rose from her lower abdomen, as if fire was burning inside her. Her vision blurred, and she felt dizzy and unsteady, almost falling over.

Yun Ying quickly helped Qi Yitang up. "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

[What's wrong with the female supporting character? Hurry up, it'll be too late if you wait any longer!]

I think he drank too much. He clearly has a low alcohol tolerance, but he kept drinking.

[Wait, I have a feeling the female supporting character was also drugged. The maid who poured her the wine just now turned pale; there's probably something in the wine too.]

[How come there are so many methods of drugging people? They're all copied and pasted.]

Palace intrigue doesn't require overly complicated methods; as long as they work, that's enough.

Qi Yitang's consciousness was somewhat scattered, but she couldn't care less about that. She only had one thought in her mind—she couldn't let Xie Ling be defiled.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind. "Quick, help me to the nearest Changchun Pavilion!"

If it were Yunzhu serving today, she might have asked a few more questions, but Yunying didn't say much and simply helped her walk quickly away.

Just as the master and servant left, a glimpse of a garment flashed on the road behind them.

Xie Jingyu appeared.

He followed at a distance, a smile playing on his lips, as if watching his prey enter a cage he had set up.

Xie Jingyu quickened his pace only after seeing Qi Yitang rush into a side hall in a panic.

"Who's there?" Yun Ying, who was guarding the door, noticed the commotion and looked around warily.

The next second, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck and collapsed limply to the ground.

Xie Jingyu had his men take Yun Ying away before straightening his clothes, opening the door, and walking in with an air of elegance.

The viewers watched helplessly as all four of them entered the same room.

【? ? ? ? 】

【！！！！】

[No, wait... Is this really okay to broadcast?]

I'll tell you in the most straightforward and direct way: it's all over now.

Can such a small room really accommodate so many people?

[Oh my god, I can't even imagine what's going on inside. I feel like it's going to be a 404 error any second now.]

"Heavenly Bodhisattva, this is getting more and more interesting! Could you let us see what's going on inside?"

I don't even want to think about how much pixelation is in there.

[I am exhausted, I am silent, I have surrendered, I am in despair. Please, please don't do this, my Yantang CP, I can't accept this!]

……

Xie Jingyu closed the door and walked towards the bed.

The room was filled with incense, the smell was very strong, and inhaling it made me feel hot all over.

Undoubtedly, it also has aphrodisiac effects.

Xie Jingyu frowned slightly, inwardly cursing Zhao Yan—who told him to burn incense? It was truly unnecessary.

But after taking two more steps closer, in the hazy moonlight, Xie Jingyu could vaguely see the graceful figure on the bed, dressed in purple, gently swaying with her face turned inward. He thought it was not bad at all.

With dual therapeutic effects, success is more likely.

As he walked toward the bed, he undressed, and under the influence of the alluring fragrance, his breathing gradually became heavy.

In fact, Xie Jingyu had been with several women, but it is undeniable that Qi Yitang always held a special place in his heart.

After all, they were childhood sweethearts and spent every day together. How could they just forget each other like that?

Even if she later chose Xie Ling, he wouldn't mind that she had lost her virginity. He would prove to her that only he could give her what she wanted.

"Tang'er?"

The moonlight was dim tonight, and clouds happened to drift by, obscuring the moon. The room, which was already dark, suddenly became even darker.

Xie Jingyu then gently rubbed himself as he got onto the bed.

Qin Lianyue felt a slight pain in the back of her neck and groggily woke up from her coma.

She followed Xie Ling in, determined to succeed. As soon as she entered the room, she began searching for Xie Ling. However, after inhaling the incense, she became disoriented and lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness, she felt a man pressing down on her, calling out the name "Qi Yitang".

Qin Lianyue felt a mix of bitterness and hatred. Even now, her cousin still only had that bitch in his heart!

She had liked him for so many years, but he was completely oblivious.

Qin Lianyue was drenched in sweat and breathing rapidly. She couldn't wait to wrap her arms around the man's neck.

"Your Majesty, it is your concubine..."

A fierce glint flashed in Xie Jingyu's eyes—she was clearly beneath him, yet she was still thinking of Xie Ling?

He grabbed "Qi Yitang" by the neck, half threatening and half coaxing, "You are not allowed to call me Your Majesty, call me husband."

The word "husband" made Qin Lianyue clutch the blankets tightly, her heart burning with endless jealousy.

So this is what Qi Yitang is like in private; no wonder she has her cousin completely infatuated with her.

She said tactfully, "My husband..."

Both were blinded by the aphrodisiac and the alluring fragrance, or rather, they were both so eager to get things done that they couldn't wait to make it a done deal, and they didn't notice that the other's voice was different from usual.

The alluring fragrance continued to emanate, and Qin Lianyue felt a surge of heat.

She had taken fertility drugs before coming here, and if she succeeded tonight, the empress position would be hers for the taking.

Xie Jingyu's eyes were also bloodshot. He gripped Qin Lianyue's waist tightly and bent over—