These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Because there is absolutely no need to suppress it.

Anyway, the boy who was doing whatever he wanted could hear it clearly.

Ye Bingluan felt that the scene was chaotic enough. She was in the midst of the chaos, as if she were immersed in a daze, experiencing a strange feeling.

I can no longer feel the pain, not because the other person was gentle, nor because I'm numb.

Instead, it seems there's a process called passive acceptance, or a habit, where one initially bites their lip to endure humiliation and pain.

As an emperor, he should not have suffered such torture, but unexpectedly, it felt as if an electric current was spreading from his buttocks to his limbs.

Although my hands and feet were a little numb from lying on the bed, the more uncomfortable the situation, the more exhilarating it felt like flowers blooming in the mud and light appearing in the thorns.

It's hard to imagine that such a unique pleasure would occur in such a situation.

The young empress, biting her thin lips, began to speak in a melodious and pleasant tone, as if she were carefully releasing her pleasure despite her efforts to suppress it.

This is hard to imagine; my mind is starting to go blank.

She was able to slightly turn her head and look at the boy's expression through her misty eyes.

To her slight disappointment, the boy really did act like a superior officer punishing a criminal, his expression calm, without anger, pleasure, or any sense of release.

It felt like I was truly punishing myself, rather than 'punishing' myself.

When the boy's hand stopped and the tingling sensation, like an electric current, disappeared from her pert buttocks, Ye Bingluan felt a sense of loss.

This sense of loss was strange; she hadn't felt this way even when she was whipped in Jiuyang City. Yet, the way the other party had been so ruthless… had left her feeling…

Numb limbs caused the young empress to roll onto the bed, barely able to breathe.

Wei Tu calmly withdrew his hand, and his composure made the young empress feel slightly frustrated.

He simply looked at the woman's flushed face and disheveled expression and spoke softly.

"Do you realize your mistake?"

Ye Bingluan had answered this question countless times, from being stubborn at the beginning to speaking recklessly later.

This time, it seems we're still lingering in the afterglow and should give this young man a positive response.

But as her grape-like eyes darted around slightly, she bit her thin lips, revealing an expression of defiance and embarrassment.

"I...I did nothing wrong...How could you treat me like this?"

Wei Tu's smile remained gentle, as if he hadn't done anything at all.

"You are the disciple, and I am the master. Why can't we? Disciples should be punished when they make mistakes. What's wrong with that?"

But lying on the bed, her limbs seemed to have no strength, her hair, damp with sweat, clung to her cheeks, and she glared angrily at the boy with a flushed face.

"There was no spanking...you...you just took advantage of me..."

Wei Tu shook his head. "I didn't gain any advantage. This is how our sect punishes its disciples."

"Nonsense... Did your master punish you in the same way?"

"Well... not really."

"then you……"

"You have a problem with starting with my generation?"

"asshole……"

Ye Bingluan bit her lip, seemingly about to cry, but she didn't. After calming down slightly, her gaze towards Wei Tu became somewhat seductive.

Her voice even became sweet and delicate.

"After Master punishes his disciple... will you not help him heal?"

Her full hips, even when she was lying on the bed, extended well past her waist.

It's as if it has created a beautiful picture. I wonder what kind of ingenious craftsmen could have created such a building. The perfectly smooth curves are a sight to behold.

Wei Tu seemed to see through the young empress's intentions and said calmly.

“You have plenty of imperial physicians and palace maids; they can handle this kind of thing. This is punishment, so of course I won’t treat you.”

"Damn it... Wei Tu, don't let me catch you off guard!"

"Oh? This disobedient disciple even dares to betray his master and ancestors?"

"So what if it is!"

Ye Bingluan moved her hands slightly, trying to prop herself up, and her clothes, which were already disheveled from the previous punishment, slipped down.

A vast expanse of spring scenery unfolded before the boy's eyes.

The shoulders are smooth and delicate, like luminous jade, and the beautiful scapulae form a unique landscape.

It's absolutely wrong to describe them as skinny; in this place, a slender figure is considered a beauty standard.

The well-defined bone structure complements the delicate skin.

It makes you want to touch her smooth and delicate skin as if touching silk.

Her clothes just barely stopped sliding down her back, revealing half of her beautiful bust line, and her snow-capped peaks seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist.

It's pink and tender, and incredibly tempting.

Her expression seemed defiant, but her slightly pouting red lips reminded Wei Tu of the swollen, red lips he had kissed.

Ah... if you ask what the most alluring thing in the world is, it's women.

Wei Tu thought this to himself, but he remained seated, unmoved.

Even Ye Bingluan was somewhat shocked by the young man's composure.

But soon, Wei Tu couldn't sit still anymore, because he found something under Ye Bingluan's pillow.

He reached out and instinctively pulled out that glistening corner.

But it seemed like I was seeing a pair of pants... no, pants wouldn't cover the toes, they were more like an overly long sock.

However, these socks have a bizarre design.

The crystalline white threads, like ice, have a cool and silky feel.

Moreover, it is almost transparent, and although it has a white light like ice, you can vaguely see the color of your palm on the back.

Wei Tu looked closely and immediately understood the mystery: the silk threads were indeed the very precious ice silkworm silk.

This type of ice silk appears transparent in most cases, but when accumulated and strung together, it reveals its original color.

However, the needle eye was designed just right.

Silky smooth and cool... it's incredibly exquisite.

Wei Tu looked at Ye Bingluan, whose cheeks had instantly turned crimson.

"What is this? My good disciple."

Ye Bingluan blushed and tried to snatch it, but Wei Tu didn't give her a chance at all.

Seeing that her attempt to seize the item had failed, the young empress had no choice but to tell the truth.

"This is... an item presented as tribute from a distant kingdom beyond the Northern Regions... They call it ice silk stockings... It's a type of stocking. It's said... that when worn, it feels silky and cool in the summer, is very breathable, and won't develop an odor or get dirty no matter how long you wear it..."

Wei Tu weighed the seemingly weightless ice silk stockings in his hand and looked at Ye Bingluan with a serious expression.

"Then why haven't I seen you wear it?"

"I..." Ye Bingluan was on the verge of tears. She wanted to say how could she possibly wear these? Let alone that it was winter and already cold... even in summer it was impossible! She had tried them on, and these socks... they looked utterly indecent... She was the Emperor, how could she possibly wear something like this!

Hesitant to speak, Ye Bingluan could only manage a weak whisper, "It's too cold, so..."

"Oh……"

Wei Tu nodded, just as Ye Bingluan was about to find an excuse to get the 'strange' stockings back.

The handsome young man turned to look at Ye Bingluan and said in a serious tone.

"This thing is amazing; it doesn't even exist in the Immortal Continent. It's worth studying. My disciple, you have a chance to redeem yourself... that is, to help your master study it properly. Are you willing?"

Ye Bingluan instantly understood what the other person meant.

What seems like a long paragraph is actually all nonsense! The core idea is simple: put on those filthy stockings and let me see!

That despicable bastard...

"No... I won't wear it! What do you take me for? You can't..."

Ye Bingluan struggled fiercely, and the strength that seemed to have disappeared just now seemed to have returned to her body.

Wei Tu simply used one hand to firmly hold Ye Bingluan's shoulder, and Ye Bingluan couldn't struggle at all.

She watched as the handsome young man revealed a smile that she could not resist.

"This is a very meaningful mission... My good disciple, Your Majesty, are you unwilling to help your master?"

Ye Bingluan spat lightly, her face blushing with embarrassment.

"You lecherous master, don't think I don't know what you're thinking... You're a pervert!"

Wei Tu shook his head regretfully.

"Alas, my disciple, you have truly misunderstood your master. I am not that kind of person, never have been. Fine, I don't like to force others. If you are unwilling, I will take this back and study it carefully, let others try it, and perhaps it will have some other effects or discover something else... There must be quite a few women with legs longer and thinner than yours, right..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Bingluan was indignant.

He immediately sat up.

They didn't even bother to tidy their clothes.

"Who said that? Impossible! My legs are unique. Bring me the socks, and I'll wear them for you to see!"

Wei Tu handed it over with a smile.

Then we saw Ye Bingluan begin to put on these ice silk stockings made of ice silkworm silk.

The moment she started to slip it on, Ye Bingluan felt ashamed. She knew she had been tricked, but... there was no turning back now, and she didn't want this man to give away what belonged to him to another woman and then have that other woman please him.

Anyway... anyway, that's how it is, so let's just go for it!

With that in mind.

Wei Tu quietly admired how the rosy-cheeked woman smoothly slipped her beautiful long legs into the ice-silk stockings...