These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Ye Bingluan gave an "oh" and drew out her voice.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Tu with a sly smile.

"So, is the way she loves her master the same as how her master loves his disciple? She also teaches you in this way... leaving her mark, being meticulous and attentive to every detail..."

Wei Tu remembered something.

He seemed somewhat reluctant to tell the other party that the situation was the opposite.

Lu Qingyan did teach me, but as for disciplining me... it seems like it was me who did it to her.

Little by little, step by step.

Then they sank deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves.

"You are in great danger right now, Ye Bingluan."

Wei Tu took a deep breath, trying to control his turbulent emotions.

The atmosphere at Cherry Blossom Lake was already intense enough, so how did this woman manage to escalate it further?

Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu with a smile.

"Master, are you afraid of your disciple? Your disciple is not scary, very well-behaved."

Wei Tu held his breath, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them to look at Ye Bingluan.

"It seems I need to spend the whole night teaching you what it means to be a good disciple."

Ye Bingluan blinked.

"You're not going home tonight?"

"I'm afraid of the dark at night, could you move over a bit to make room for your teacher?"

The blanket was turned back.

The boy, still dressed, crawled inside.

Ye Bingluan's face was flushed, but her eyes were charming and her voice was sweet.

"No! Master, you're still wearing your clothes..."

"Oh. I almost forgot, a master and disciple should naturally be honest with each other."

So one by one, the clothes were pulled out from under the covers.

The whole bed was restless. PS: Today is a special day, a national memorial day to mourn our compatriots. Our lives today are hard-won and we should all be grateful.

54 How long can the wife hold on?

When Ye Bingluan woke up in bed.

Sure enough, the man in the blanket had disappeared.

It sounds a bit absurd, but many people worry about their life's most important matter: whether they will have offspring. They don't even have a single concubine, let alone the fact that the Empress would secretly hide men in her bed...

But that's the truth. If she could, Ye Bingluan would want him to stay in her bed forever.

Shameless, even turning day into night is acceptable.

Obviously, such a thing was impossible while he was still the emperor of the Shang Dynasty.

He chose to leave while he was sound asleep.

Should we call him heartless, or too gentle?

I didn't want to bring the sadness of parting to myself, but you were so heartless as to not even give me a goodbye.

She sat up, lost in thought for a long time.

He had just put on his dragon robe when he went to the morning court as usual.

When the morning court session, which was bustling with activity and filled with numerous tasks, finally ended, Ye Bingluan went to the imperial study and gave Cui Hao a task that he had been preparing for a long time.

"Prime Minister, I would like to trouble you to select some children and send them to the palace. My brothers and sisters are of varying abilities, but that is not the standard by which to judge their offspring. This matter involves many interests, so there is no need for a big fuss. After much thought, only you, Prime Minister Cui, can weigh the pros and cons."

Ye Bingluan had been thinking about this for a long time.

Perhaps it would be possible to have a child of one's own in the mortal realm, and let her or him inherit the throne.

However, the affairs involved in having one's own child are unimaginable. An empress has to give birth to a child and let her inherit the throne, and it is hard to guarantee that the child is really suitable. Perhaps the child will experience the same suffering that she did.

In this respect, Ye Bingluan is selfish.

She is so selfish that she doesn't even want her child to suffer things she shouldn't have to.

Moreover, waiting for a child to grow up takes too long, and she feels that she is not even willing to wait a few years.

What will the future hold for the Shang Kingdom?

She didn't want to think about it anymore. Perhaps, in essence, she was a selfish person, so selfish that in order for her own life to truly belong to her, she would give up the common people in this way.

Countless birds flew past the window, and white clouds drifted by.

How many people, upon looking back, have already lived a hundred years?

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Wei Tu had already embarked on his journey home before dawn.

Although it's hard to leave a warm body on such a warm and confusing night, if I don't leave soon, I'll probably never want to leave again.

No wonder so many people say that the land of gentle pleasures is also a graveyard for heroes.

Indeed, who can give up a body as smooth as silk, and who can easily relinquish the beautiful peaks they hold in their hands?

When we returned to the Yuanjian Sect, the sky was just right.

The sunlight wasn't particularly glaring, and a thin mist swirled around the mountains.

Wei Tu didn't go anywhere else first, but went directly to Xiaoyuan Peak. It was still early, and Xiaoyuan Peak was usually quiet with no one around.

He arrived at the door of the pavilion that truly belonged to him.

The courtyard looked a little messy; it seemed we still couldn't feel at ease leaving the girl to live alone.

Baskets and weeding sickles were scattered haphazardly, as if one could see the girl's tireless expression.

Wei Tu pushed the door open and entered with very light force, so that no one would wake up.

He went into the room, found the familiar room, and then quietly slipped inside.

It seemed a bit like stealing, even though it was their own home.

Before he knew it, Wei Tu was somewhat dazed, realizing that he had actually come to have a home.

This feeling was even stronger when I saw her sleeping peacefully in bed.

The sunlight outside the window couldn't penetrate it, leaving only a faint glow.

Beneath the drifting, fine dust, her hair lay disheveled on the bed, she clutched the cup tightly, and her smooth arms were exposed.

Her shoulders were smooth and delicate.

Wei Tu really liked looking at a woman's collarbone, because he always felt that this part of her body, like the ribs of a fan, enhanced her temperament and offered endless possibilities for imagination.

Delicate, even slightly bony, is fine.

Especially when she is moved, her face turns slightly flushed, like cherry blossoms falling on a lake.

The beauty is breathtaking in this morning light.

Wei Tu squatted down beside the bed.

Looking at Su Mi's face.

Watching her eyelashes flutter gently, watching her sleeping face, pure and beautiful.

Her gentle breathing caused the strands of hair on her face to flutter softly before settling back into place.

With a smile playing on her lips, Wei Tu reached out and brushed her hair aside.

The tips of their fingers gently brushed against each other's faces.

Su Mi opened her eyes.

For a moment I was on guard, then I saw the boy's innocent expression.

She seemed to understand something. The process was not long; analyzing what had happened took only a short time.

Her vigilance vanished instantly.

Then it turned into a slightly coquettish complaint.

"Coming back so early in the morning... at this hour..."

She seemed unsure of what to say, or perhaps she was simply indulging in something more at that moment.

But she stretched out her smooth arm and reached it toward Wei Tu.

The boy understood, of course, that she needed his hug at that moment, just like a child who wakes up and wants to find her father.

Wei Tu leaned forward appropriately and then embraced her soft body, her bare shoulders and back.

It seems that at this moment, Su Mi was just acting out of habit, forgetting that she was only wearing a thin tube top.

It can't cover anything more.

Moreover, with the arrival of their honeymoon, Wei Tu's breasts had already grown to a considerable size.

It was squeezing a deep cleavage out of her tube top, and incidentally, squeezing the boy's chest as well.

She was just subconsciously clinging to him in a coquettish way, needing his embrace and warmth, and his familiar scent.

I didn't think too much about it.

Wei Tu could smell the familiar scent of hair as soon as he looked down, which seemed to completely relax his mind, as if this was the harbor he wanted to dock in no matter where he wandered.

"Yes, I was thinking of you, so I came back as soon as possible."

The girl didn't seem to be fully awake yet, so she had to think for a long time before listening to him.

She seemed to fall asleep in his arms, and only spoke after a while.