I am favored by the tyrant, so what if I am vicious?

Ling'er was so happy that all her anxieties disappeared.

She secretly clenched her fists and encouraged herself.

No matter what, she must seize this opportunity and serve His Majesty to the point of ecstasy.

She will definitely make His Majesty fall in love with her and never look at other concubines again.

She wanted to surpass Concubine Jia and become the most favored concubine in the harem.

Humph... When she gains favor and climbs to a high position, she will definitely seek revenge on Concubine Jia for stealing her favor tonight.

Ling'er couldn't help but curl her lips in satisfaction. What if she showed up and intercepted him?

Isn’t it because I can’t keep His Majesty’s heart?

Your Majesty, won’t you favor her and bring her to the Wolong Palace?

So far, she is the third woman to receive this honor in the Wolong Palace, except for the Queen and Concubine Jia.

She will certainly do her best to replace Concubine Jia and become His Majesty's most beloved concubine!

As Ling'er thought about it, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The palace maid looked at her in confusion.

Ling'er raised an eyebrow and could not help but scolded: "Serve me well in bathing and dressing. If you serve me well, I will soar to the sky and it is not impossible for me to promote you..."

The palace maids wanted to say something but stopped themselves, but Ling'er didn't take them seriously at all.

She slowly stood up from the bathtub and looked at her graceful, voluptuous, and extremely sexy figure through the dressing mirror.

She straightened her chest...the spring scenery, whiter than snow and as tall as mountains, made her more confident.

"With this figure and this skin color... Heh, any man who touches my body would probably lose control, right?"

Wouldn't Your Majesty be crazy about her?

Ling'er looked at the light pink palace dress brought by the palace maid, and she couldn't help but frown.

She immediately asked for a sexy dress made of tulle with some transparency.

The palace maids were undecided and went to the inner hall to seek advice.

Soon the palace maid came back, holding a white gauze dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing and had silky smooth fabric.

The smile between Ling'er's eyebrows was almost overflowing.

Look, even before they even sleep together, His Majesty is already obeying her in everything!

If she climbed onto the dragon bed and served in the emperor's bed, wouldn't His Majesty hold her in his heart and pamper her?

Ling'er happily changed into a gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing.

Her graceful and sexy figure looks so sexy and charming against the backdrop of the gauze dress.

The palace maids took a look and couldn't help swallowing.

Ling'er raised her chin proudly.

She was led and slowly stepped into the emperor's bedroom where he rested.

The candlelight in the hall was dim, and the curtains fell down again and again.

The window was half open, the night wind blew in, and the curtains fluttered in the wind... The whole hall was invisibly filled with some ambiguity and confusion.

The smell of incense is refreshing.

Ling'er took a deep breath, her heart beating so violently that it almost jumped out of her throat.

She walked towards the dragon bed carefully, step by step.

Her voice was so sweet that it was sickening. She called out softly, "Your Majesty, I am here."

After she finished speaking, she knelt beside the couch with her plump chest puffed out... She deliberately dropped the gauze dress from her shoulders to her waist, revealing her graceful and beautiful figure. She excitedly trembled with her arms as she lifted the hanging curtain.

She was shy and timid...and wanted to climb onto the dragon bed.

Who knew that the next moment, the scene that came into her eyes would make her blood rush back and her mind go blank.

The stunningly beautiful, delicate and boneless beauty leaned against the emperor's chest. The young emperor kissed the beauty's lips with his thin lips, and the two bodies pressed tightly together...

The beauty raised her eyes, avoided the emperor's kiss, and smiled at Ling'er.

"Get off the dragon bed."

These four simple words were cold and captivating, like a sharp sword piercing Ling'er's heart.

Ling'er's hand trembled, and the curtain fell, covering up the blood-pumping erotic scene on the dragon bed.

She fell off the dragon bed and couldn't help trembling.

My teeth couldn't help but chatter.

Empress Jiafei?

Why is she on the dragon bed?

Could it be that His Majesty wants to...do...something...with three people?

Ling'er was still daydreaming when Zhou Lingge's voice came again with a smile.

"Do you know why I let you into the Sleeping Dragon Palace?"

Ling'er replied quickly with a trembling voice: "No, I don't know."

"I'm tired of the long night, so I invite you to Wolong Palace... to entertain His Majesty and me." Zhou Lingge laughed softly. Although her laughter was pleasant, Ling'er heard a bit of creepiness in it. "Aren't you good at singing and dancing? I haven't heard or seen enough... I'll have to trouble you from now on..."

Her words were extremely polite.

Ling'er felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, staring at the drooping bed curtains in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, do you mean... to have me... sing and dance here?"

Zhou Lingge still chuckled: "Yes... Otherwise, why do you think I called you into His Majesty's bedroom?"

Ling'er's eyes suddenly turned red.

What does Concubine Jia mean?

Do you want me to sing and dance for her?

She practiced her singing and dancing skills not for Concubine Jia.

She just felt extremely humiliated.

Crystal tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at another figure behind the bed curtains.

"Your Majesty... I... I only want to dedicate my singing and dancing to you."

Qin Feiling lowered her head and gently rubbed Zhou Lingge's slender waist.

I used a little too much force just now and hurt her waist.

He was in a very good mood at the moment and kept massaging her waist.

His mind was on Zhou Lingge's waist. When he heard Ling'er's refusal, he suddenly became angry: "Empress Jia asked you to sing and dance, that was to give you face... How dare you refuse?"

"I give you two choices... Either you sing and dance to please Concubine Jia, or I will have you dragged away and beaten to death."

Ling'er was so scared that she trembled.

How could Your Majesty be so heartless to her?

She choked up and said, "Slave...Slave is willing to dance for Concubine Jia."

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Qin Feiling snorted coldly. He ignored Ling'er and lowered his head to whisper in Zhou Lingge's ear, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhou Lingge frowned and glanced at him coquettishly: "What do you think?"

"It's all your Majesty's fault... You really don't know how to be gentle with women."

Qin Feiling's ears felt hot, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment: "That's because I've been holding it in for too long, and I got a little excited for a moment."

"I'll give you another massage...don't be angry."

Zhou Lingge found a comfortable movement, and her sore waist felt very comfortable being kneaded under his hot and soft big palm.

She slowly closed her eyes... and sighed comfortably.

Qin Feiling looked at her satisfied and comfortable expression, and he couldn't help but smile.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips while continuing to knead her waist with his palms.

Ling'er's trembling singing voice slowly sounded.

Zhou Lingge was extremely comfortable, listening to the beautiful singing and enjoying Qin Feiling's massage...

Sometimes when he was too strong, she would scold him in a low voice: "You are so strong, Your Majesty, are you trying to crush me to death?"

Ling'er's singing paused, her eyes filled with fear.

This Concubine Jia is so bold. She even dares to scold His Majesty?

Your Majesty is the supreme ruler. Can you tolerate her cowardice?

She was eagerly waiting for His Majesty to get angry, which completely annoyed Concubine Jia.

Who knew that His Majesty was not angry at all, and there was even a hint of flattery in his voice. He coaxed: "I accidentally increased the pressure, my beloved concubine, please don't be upset or angry."