Suddenly, his arms felt a burning heat. Ying Zheng's expression was a little strange. If the body temperature was so high, wouldn't he be roasted alive if he really entered the door?

"Can your temperature go down?" he asked curiously.

Yan Lingji hesitated for a moment, her beautiful face slightly flushed, and she nervously clutched his shirt with one small hand, whispering:

"Yes, I can. I'll try to control it."

At this moment, the Grand Master of Fate saw Ying Zheng's strange smile and immediately understood what he was thinking. He smiled and teased, "You'd better not control yourself. The King might like this feeling."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yan Fei.

This woman was also a master at controlling the temperature, often making Ying Zheng dizzy from the heat.

Upon hearing this, the goddesses looked at Yan Fei with strange expressions, and all looked at her with amusement.

"Hehe, Little Ling'er still needs to learn more from Consort Yan."

Zi Nu couldn't hold back any longer, and her beautiful eyes narrowed with a smile.

Yan Fei's elegant and gentle expression froze instantly, a blush rising to her crystal-clear ear tips. She glared at Da Siming, biting her lip.

"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak!"

She remembered that her full breasts were trembling slightly.

At this moment, listening to the teasing of the group of beautiful women, Yan Lingji understood and her face immediately turned bright red.

Her soft little hand reached down to Ying Zheng's waist and gave it a light, threatening pinch.

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly. Is slapping one's waist a woman's innate skill? How come everyone knows how to do it?

"I will take her to rest first. Everyone, you may all leave."

Ying Zheng glared at the women who were causing trouble, then turned and left with Yan Lingji in his arms.

At that moment, Mingzhu's alluring voice rang out from behind.

"Your Majesty, please be gentle~"

Immediately, laughter erupted from the group of women. Ying Zheng almost stumbled, and Yan Lingji buried her face in his chest in embarrassment.

The women stopped laughing only after the two figures disappeared.

Zi Nu stretched, her voluptuous and alluring figure captivating. She smiled and said, "See you later, I'm going back to freshen up."

Seeing this, the High Priestess raised her hand and slapped her plump buttocks, chuckling playfully:

"Now that the king is gone, stop spreading your demonic aura."

Zi Nu rolled her eyes at her, then posed even more alluringly, and the two immediately burst into laughter.

Seeing Nongyu's face slightly flushed, Madam Hu sighed and felt that her well-behaved daughter would one day turn into a vixen.

She glared at the two of them, then left with the three girls.

……

He brought Yan Lingji back to the bedroom, where all was quiet.

As Ying Zheng placed her on the soft couch and was about to get up, he found Yan Lingji holding his hand.

Looking down, Yan Lingji looked away somewhat embarrassed, her beautiful face flushed slightly.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but find it amusing. He sat back down, reached out and pinched her burning cheek, teasingly saying:

"You used to hate me so much you wanted to avoid me, why are you so reluctant to part with me now?"

As she spoke, she gently shook the other person's small hand.

Upon hearing this, Yan Lingji blushed, her beautiful eyes glaring at him with a mixture of shyness and annoyance, before she whispered a defense:

"I wasn't hiding from the king."

Ying Zheng was amused by her little expression. "Alright, I misunderstood you."

This girl had a beautiful, foxy face, but a remarkably adorable personality, which Ying Zheng quite liked.

Compared to the original novel's portrayal of a bewitching woman, the current version of her is alluring yet possesses a touch of innocent cuteness. Ying Zheng felt quite fortunate to be able to witness her true nature.

Of course, with a group of enchantresses leading the way in the back garden, Ying Zheng had no doubt that Yan Ling Ji would eventually surpass her master.

In an instant, a number of strange thoughts flashed through my mind.

Yan Lingji thought Ying Zheng was mocking her. She withdrew her small hand and lightly kicked his thigh with her small, flawless feet, as if she wanted to kick Ying Zheng away.

Ying Zheng came to his senses and saw that Yan Lingji's charming eyes held a hint of annoyance. He smiled and grabbed her soft little feet.

"I'm not making fun of you, I just thought of something funny."

A faint warmth emanated from the other person's soft, warm arches, and Ying Zheng subconsciously squeezed them twice.

The soles of her feet were a little itchy, and her nimble and lovely toes curled up shyly. Yan Lingji glared at him and pulled her little feet away.

Then she burrowed into the brocade quilt, only revealing half of her delicate face.

"Your Majesty, it's time for your evening meal. Everyone is waiting for you. Please go now."

Seeing that she was starting to chase people away, Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, pinched her cheek, and laughed:

"Then I'll be going now," he said, rising slightly.

Seeing Ying Zheng agree so readily, a hint of disappointment flashed in Yan Lingji's eyes.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

Just then, Ying Zheng's mocking laughter came from above.

"I'm giving you one hour. After dinner, I'm going to turn into a monster and eat people."

This girl has a slightly arrogant personality, and sometimes she has to be a bit assertive.

Upon hearing this, the disappointment in Yan Lingji's eyes disappeared, replaced by a guilty conscience and embarrassment that Ying Zheng had seen through.

"I...I...understand."

She was so flustered that she stammered, but she didn't refuse again.

Ying Zheng smiled, cupped her hot and beautiful face in his hands, and couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her twice.

How can you be so cute?

Yan Lingji squinted her big eyes, covered the spot where she had been kissed with her small hands, and hid back under the covers.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng laughed twice and left.

Once the footsteps had completely disappeared, Yan Lingji tentatively crawled out of bed.

She took a deep breath, and as if thinking of something, her face flushed even more.

……

Dietary workshop.

As usual, the group of women sat together, chatting and laughing.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, I felt somewhat out of place.

At this moment, Mingzhu suddenly said quietly, "Do you think the King is eating now?"

Upon hearing this, everyone chuckled knowingly. The Grand Master of Fate, biting into a piece of sea cucumber, said with a sour expression:

"I'm afraid Ling'er has completely stolen the King's soul."

Such a beautiful woman—if she were a man, he would probably be completely captivated by her.

Seeing that everyone's talk was getting more and more outrageous, Madam Hu, her face slightly flushed, tapped the table and said irritably:

"Could you please keep an eye on a few of the little ones?"

The women snapped out of their daze and saw that Nongyu and Honglian's faces had already turned red.

Even Shao Siming's eyes softened slightly, and the other women smiled shyly.

Chapter 105: Yan Ling Ji Blooms!

I leisurely strolled into the food court.

Unlike the usual bustling atmosphere, it was unusually quiet at this moment, which made Ying Zheng a little curious.

Stepping inside, one sees a group of beautiful women with strange smiles on their faces, and several young girls with slightly flushed cheeks.

"what happened?"

Ying Zheng asked with some curiosity.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng's voice rang in their ears, and everyone was stunned for a moment. After they realized what was happening, Mingzhu stared at him with surprise.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

Shouldn't Ying Zheng have already eaten by now?

Even Consort Yan was quite curious: could Ying Zheng really let go of the meat that was right in front of him?

Ying Zheng glanced at everyone and smiled helplessly:

"Of course I'm here to eat."

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