Fairy, please don't do this!

She knew that Gu Jinzhao did this to make herself feel ashamed, thereby igniting the fire of desire and preventing the demonic poison from robbing her of her emotions.

Last time in the Western Regions, it was also through this method that the seed of demonic poison was finally exorcised.

Thinking of this, Jing Shu couldn't help but wrap her arms around the man's neck, slightly tiptoe, and tilt her head back to respond to his passionate kiss.

As their lips met, their breaths mingled.

I don't know how much time passed before I felt suffocated and we finally separated!

Gu Jinzhao took a deep breath, looked at the beautiful young woman in his arms, and said softly, "Sister Jing promised me last time that she would prepare some alluring clothes for us to wear when exorcising the demon poison. Do you remember?"

Chapter 423, "Sister Jing doesn't want the Empress to find out about our relationship, does she?" (3K)

Although Jing Shu's cheeks were flushed, she still replied, "Of course I remember!"

Gu Jinzhao leaned close to that crystal-clear, jade-like ear and gently bit it: "Sister Jing, can you wear it?"

"I've already... worn it!"

Jing Shu's eyes rippled slightly, and her breathing quickened a little.

Gu Jinzhao was taken aback: "Wearing it under a palace dress?"

Jing Shu blushed and gave a soft "hmm".

She knew what she was going to do with Gu Jinzhao today, so she changed into his favorite clothes beforehand to avoid having to change in front of him later, which would only add to the embarrassment.

Gu Jinzhao released her slender waist, took a step back, and stared intently at the beautiful young woman before him: "May I take a look?"

Jing Shu felt the expectant and passionate gaze, forcibly suppressing the shyness in her heart, taking off the fox fur shawl draped over her body, and then untying her waistband.

The palace dress, still carrying a faint fragrance, slipped down, revealing a delicate body wrapped in a strapless, bodycon dress.

This strapless bodycon dress was made of gossamer-thin ice silk gauze, tightly wrapping around her full, high breasts, revealing a glimpse of her fair cleavage.

The light gauze flowed down from the chest, gradually gathering at the waist to form a close-fitting skirt, as if condensing into a wisp of smoky mist to conceal the waist, hips, and thighs, revealing the exquisite curves in every detail.

Beneath the gauze skirt were a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in jade-colored silk stockings, shimmering with a soft, hazy luster under the moonlight. They were both pure and flawless, yet exuded a subtle, alluring charm.

Gu Jinzhao never expected that Jing Shu, who was always gentle and graceful, would be dressed so alluringly under her palace dress, and his eyes were instantly drawn to her.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Jing Shu pursed her lips and asked somewhat shyly.

Gu Jinzhao shook his head: "If it weren't beautiful, how could I not be able to bear looking away?"

Jing Shu felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "These clothes were all purchased by me from the Wanhua Chamber of Commerce. I also bought some ice silk stockings for Your Highness before."

Since the Empress started wearing these silky, cool ice silk stockings, she has rarely worn her previous stockings.

"Speaking of which, I also specially ordered a pair of high heels for Sister Jing at the Wanhua Chamber of Commerce."

I'm not sure if this is appropriate.

As if remembering something, Gu Jinzhao slowly squatted down and removed Jing Shu's embroidered shoes, revealing her delicate feet in thin silk.

Then he took out a pair of light blue open-toe strappy high heels from his storage ring and put them on her!

Her already graceful figure was made even more slender and beautiful by the high heels.

Beneath the smoky blue tulle skirt, the calves were beautifully slender, and the ankles, wrapped with thin straps, looked even more delicate. The open side design allowed the skin on the sides of the feet, covered by stockings, to be fully exposed.

Jing Shu looked at the high heels that were different from ordinary embroidered shoes, and as if she had thought of something, she blushed and asked, "The shoes that Your Highness often wears, were they also a gift from Xiao Chao?"

Gu Jinzhao slowly stood up and explained softly, "Those shoes are called 'Heart-Hating Heels,' which are derived from the meaning of 'hating the sky for its handle and the earth for its ring.' They perfectly match Your Majesty's true martial arts philosophy and are unique in the world."

At this point, he met the beautiful eyes of the gentle young woman before him and added, "Sister Jing's eyes are the same."

And this pair with its thin, open side straps is indeed unique to this pair.

Jing Shu pursed her lips, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes: "Then, Xiao Chao, do you think I look better dressed like this, or does Your Majesty look better?"

Gu Jinzhao was taken aback, seemingly not expecting the usually gentle and demure female official to say such a thing.

After realizing what she meant, she coughed lightly and said, "They all look good!"

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Jing Shu suddenly felt a mischievous urge: "Your Majesty knows about what happened between us."

Gu Jinzhao was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "How did she know?"

He and Jing Shu had a relationship in the Western Region because of the demonic poison and the scheming of that venomous woman, Luo Yirao.

Strictly speaking, this was an accident, and Xiao Qingyi shouldn't have known about it!

Could it be that Tantai Xuanji is truly the Heavenly Mother, who informed her of this matter?

But that doesn't make sense either!

If this matter is exposed, it will not benefit the Heavenly Mother Sect's plan to use him to win over Xiao Qingyi.

Jing Shu said with a faint expression, "Last night, while I was serving Her Majesty her bath, she discovered that I had lost my virginity. After some questioning, I told her what happened in the Western Region!"

Gu Jinzhao's heart skipped a beat, sensing that something terrible was about to happen: "Did the Empress say anything?"

He had just used Luo Yirao to provoke Xiao Qingyi last night.

Then she discovered that her personal maid had been violated by this scoundrel, and who knows what extreme things he might do.

Jing Shu's lips curled slightly as she deliberately threatened, "Her Majesty said that after the Cangmo Hunting Ceremony ends, she will find a pretext to bring you into the palace and then take you to the purification room!"

"Isn't it?"

Gu Jinzhao thought of Xiao Qingyi's ruthless and capricious nature, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, causing his whole body to stiffen abruptly.

But the next moment, he noticed the curve of the young woman's lips and realized he had been deceived.

He was immediately filled with rage and slapped her round, perky buttocks.

Snapped--

A crisp sound rang out, instantly sending waves of flesh rippling through the air.

Jing Shu's delicate body trembled, and she subconsciously covered her buttocks, glaring at him with a flushed face: "Xiao Chao, why are you hitting me here...?"

Gu Jinzhao massaged her skin, finding it soft and supple to the touch: "Who told Sister Jing to lie to me?"

Jing Shu glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, but didn't slap his hand away: "Your Majesty is right, you are not a dutiful subject!"

Before she finished speaking, the crimson in her eyes intensified, and a fierce and tyrannical demonic aura surged from her entire body.

In an instant, a chilling cold swept through this small world.

'This demonic poison is truly troublesome!'

'No wonder even Aunt Ruo was helpless!'

Gu Jinzhao's eyes narrowed, and he quickly put his arm around Jing Shu's waist, lowered his head and pursed his lips to her crystal-clear earlobe, deliberately using a flirtatious tone to provoke her emotions: "Sister Jing is not a dutiful female official either!"

How am I not being dutiful?

The crimson in Jing Shu's eyes thinned slightly, and her mature and beautiful body, wrapped in a strapless bodycon dress, almost collapsed into his arms.

Gu Jinzhao stroked her smooth, jade-like back with his left hand, while his right hand covered her silk-clad thigh, savoring the exquisite, delicate touch: "You knew perfectly well that my relationship with the Empress Dowager was ambiguous, yet you still made love to me!"

"Wouldn't this count as stealing the Empress's man?"

Jing Shu leaned her head on his shoulder, the blush on her cheeks gradually spreading to her delicate collarbone, her expression becoming increasingly dreamy: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"I only had to do that with you because I was poisoned by a demon."

Gu Jinzhao's lips pressed against her slender, snowy neck, gradually moving to her bare, fragrant shoulders: "This was indeed out of necessity, but Sister Jing, do you think Your Majesty values ​​the process or the result more?"

Although he deliberately provoked Jing Shu's emotions in this way to ignite that flame of desire.

But for some reason, I felt a strange sense of excitement.

It's like the villain in a novel who uses something against the female lead's best friend, forcing her to submit to him.

Jing Shu's cheeks flushed, her head tilted slightly upward, her slender hand instinctively grasping his shoulder, her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip: "Your Majesty...she..."

Gu Jinzhao lowered his head to draw yin energy from the Tianchi acupoint, interrupting her words: "Given Her Majesty's personality, no matter what it is, she only cares about the result, not the process!"

"So, Sister Jing really did steal the Empress's man!"

Jing Shu's expression grew increasingly dazed, and she subconsciously defended herself: "I... I didn't!"

At this moment, she was suffering from the corrosive effects of the demonic poison, and at the same time, she felt a strong sense of guilt and self-blame because of Gu Jinzhao's words.

Gu Jinzhao's nose was filled with a warm, orchid-like fragrance, and he said unclearly, "As long as Your Majesty hasn't discovered it, then there really isn't!"

Jing Shu looked pained, her soft, melodious voice trembling slightly: "Xiao Chao... don't say such things anymore..."

Although Gu Jinzhao felt a pang of heartache, she knew that if she didn't stir up her emotions, the seed of demonic poison would take advantage of her vulnerability, so she had no choice but to continue playing the villain.

"Sister Jing doesn't want Her Majesty to find out about our relationship, does she?"

Jing Shu bit her lower lip lightly, and subconsciously asked, "What...do you want me to do?"

Due to the corrosive effects of the demonic poison, her gaze was sometimes fierce and cold, and sometimes hazy and angry, her mind hovering on the edge of being human and demon.

What Gu Jinchao needs to do is to take advantage of this sense of being threatened and bewildered to pull her back from the edge of the cliff as soon as possible.

Otherwise, they might fall into the abyss and transform into demons.

Gu Jinzhao slowly spread his hands: "I would be grateful if you would help me undress and bathe, just as you would serve the Empress!"

Jing Shu trembled, and her eyes misted over even more.

Her remaining rationality made her understand that the man in front of her was doing this for her own good, but the chilling and ferocious nature brought by the demonic poison wanted to control her and make her kill him.

In the midst of this internal struggle, reason ultimately prevailed.

Jing Shu forcibly suppressed her chaotic emotions, gently raised her delicate hand, and removed the brocade robe covering him.

She then hurriedly took off her inner shirt, revealing her well-defined chest.

Gu Jinchao's expression was indifferent, and he commanded like an emperor, "And the lower garment!"

Jing Shu closed her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, and then knelt down to remove his lower garment!

In this posture, the hem of the graceful young woman's thin gauze skirt spread out on the snow, like a blooming snow lotus.

Her knees, encased in silk stockings, bent, and the stiletto heels of her open-toe high heels sank into the snow.

"Next, I'll need Sister Jing to help me take a bath!"

Gu Jinchao sensed that the demonic aura on Jing Shu had dissipated somewhat, so he took her soft, boneless hand and led her into the spiritual spring.

Jing Shu was led by him, step by step, towards the spring.

A warm, spiritual mist wafted over, bringing a refreshing and gentle aura.

She stepped onto the bluestone steps by the spring, her high heels sinking into the slightly hot water. Her jade-colored silk stockings gradually became wet, clinging tightly to her long, fair legs.

The smoky blue strapless bodycon dress became transparent upon contact with water, revealing glimpses of her graceful and alluring figure, making her incredibly tempting...

Chapter 424, "Please, Sister Jing, help me with my cultivation!" (3K)

The white frost and snow fluttered down, and the spring water rippled.

Amidst the misty steam, a beautiful young woman dressed in a sheer, strapless, bodycon dress was seen kneeling in front of a handsome man, slowly bathing him!

The spring water reached above her waist, and the thin gauze, soaked through, clung wetly to her mature and beautiful body with its prominent breasts and buttocks.

Her full, rounded breasts sank into the water, like two full moons reflected in the Ming River, swaying gracefully as they floated and sank.

Gu Jinchao leaned against the warm stone spring wall, squinting his eyes contentedly, and said, "Is this how Sister Jing used to serve Her Highness during her bath?"

"Yes and no!"

Jing Shu's delicate and flawless face was adorned with the glow of the sunset as she held a soft silk handkerchief and wiped his shoulders, neck, and arms.

The seed of demonic poison was still eroding her emotions and desires, but it was suppressed by a sense of subjugation and shame under duress.

Gu Jinzhao stroked her soft waist with his left hand, while his right hand scooped up a full moon from the water and gently caressed it: "What do you mean?"

"Her Majesty would never make me serve her dressed like this!"

The blush on Jing Shu's cheeks gradually spread to Jing Ying's ears, and her breathing became increasingly erratic.

A few strands of her dark hair fell from her temples, draped over her high, firm, and soft breasts, arching into an alluring curve.

Gu Jinzhao's hand slid down her exquisite waist and covered her round and pert buttocks: "She is a woman, so naturally she would not make such a request."