The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

After saying that, Jiang Wantang forcefully pushed Ji Wuyuan's arm away and stumbled towards the palace entrance...

Ji Wuyuan's face darkened instantly. Seeing Jiang Wantang about to reach the door, he gritted his teeth, stood up and strode towards her.

He walked behind Jiang Wantang and lifted her up by the waist. Ignoring her screams, he carried her on his shoulder with one hand and strode towards the bedroom of Taiji Palace.

Jiang Wantang struggled with all his might, a pair of small hands pounding and hitting his shoulders with considerable force.

"Let go, put me down now!"

Ji Wuyuan looked at her reaction, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his dark phoenix eyes.

He raised his hand and slapped Jiang Wantang's face lightly, then said in a deep voice, "Behave yourself."

The latter froze in his attack, his face flushed red in an instant, and he angrily said, "Ji Wuyuan! What are you doing!"

"Let me go!"

As he spoke, his struggle became more intense.

Ji Wuyuan curled the corners of his lips, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You dare to call me by my name, not bad."

"You're brave enough to show your courage."

After he finished speaking, he slapped him twice more, with more force.

Jiang Wantang was both ashamed and angry. This dog tyrant had no moral principles and bullied others.

"Ji Wuyuan, don't go too far!"

"How can you hit someone like that?"

"I'm not a three-year-old child anymore. You...you can't hit me there!"

Ji Wuyuan sneered: "Ha... is this too much?"

"Just now, weren't you offering yourself to my bed? Where are you now?"

"Where is the place Tang'er is talking about?"

"Is it here?" He raised his hand and clapped three times, his smile unclear: "Tang'er didn't explain clearly, so I don't understand."

Jiang Wantang was filled with shame and indignation, wanting to cry but unable to do so. She could only grit her teeth and curse, "Ji Wuyuan, you are shameless! You beast! You filthy scoundrel..."

Ji Wuyuan laughed angrily: "Very good, you still have the energy to beat and scold."

"Don't... don't hit me... don't hit me..." Jiang Wantang gave in.

Ji Wuyuan smiled and said maliciously, "How can you learn your lesson if you don't beat him?"

"Be good, the flesh here is soft and can't be broken~"

In the end, Jiang Wantang learned his lesson and behaved himself, so Ji Wuyuan stopped.

Ji Wuyuan carried her onto the couch, and Jiang Wantang obediently let him hold her.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he whispered, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Wantang blushed, snorted coldly, turned her head away and ignored him.

Like a kitten with bared fangs and claws, it is not very intimidating but very attractive.

Ji Wuyuan reached out, pinched her jaw, turned her head around, and their eyes met.

Seeing her angry look, Ji Wuyuan wanted to scare her, but he couldn't help laughing. He pretended to be indifferent and warned: "If you dare to do it again, I won't hit you through clothes..."

Jiang Wantang's pupils shrank sharply, her face flushed redder than it could be, and she subconsciously shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

Ji Wuyuan smiled, his smile was meaningful: "I am the king of a country, what is there that I dare not do?"

"Even the life and death of everyone in this world depends on my thoughts."

"But don't worry, Tang'er. I will never treat you like that."

"I can't bear to leave."

"My Tang'er is so beautiful, how could I bear to see you die?"

"My dear Tang'er, I wish you a long life and enjoy this vast landscape with me."

Jiang Wantang opened her watery peach blossom eyes wide and stared at Ji Wuyuan blankly.

What happened? Wasn’t she the one who ate the wrong thing?

Why does Ji Wuyuan seem to be drugged, talking dirty all the time?

"Tang'er, look at me."

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes and met his deep, serious and focused pupils, feeling a little surprised.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her pair of pure and clear eyes, which were filled with love, and said in a low voice: "Not every woman can sleep on my bed, and not just anyone can be my woman."

"I'm telling Tang'er this because I hope she'll understand. Since you're my woman, you'll be buried beside me until the day you die. Do you understand what I mean?"

At this moment, Jiang Wantang was unable to comprehend the profound meaning behind his words. She simply thought that Ji Wuyuan's overbearing and possessive nature as an emperor was at work.

She nodded and said, "I understand..."

Ji Wuyuan restrained his previous sharp and gloomy expression, smiled lazily and dignifiedly, and reached out to touch Jiang Wantang's flushed cheek.

The cool touch made Jiang Wantang feel comfortable. She instinctively put her face close to him and rubbed it against his palm.

In Ji Wuyuan's eyes, this look was like a kitten acting coquettishly to its owner.

At this time, there was a noise outside the hall.

Ji Wuyuan touched her head and said with a smile: "The medicine should be ready."

"Tang'er drank the medicine and she's no longer feeling uncomfortable."

Soon, Wang Fuhai walked to the door of the bedroom and said cautiously, "Your Majesty, the Yuhua Palace has reported that the Concubine Xian's heart disease has relapsed. Please go and see her."

Jiang Wantang looked outside the hall, his expression thoughtful. In his previous life, Bai Weiwei's heart disease was not so serious, and she was no different from an ordinary person.

Now, I'm afraid it wasn't intentional...

Seeing no movement in the hall, Wang Fuhai repeated it again with gritted teeth.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's absent-minded look and said jokingly, "Tang'er, do you want me to go?"

Jiang Wantang was confused: "Huh?"

Ji Wuyuan stared at her without blinking, his eyes deep: "I'm asking you, do you want me to stay with you?"

Jiang Wantang was very sure that if she dared to say she didn't want to, the consequences would not be what she wanted.

Besides, this is not the first time Bai Weiwei has played this trick.

Jiang Wantang could see through her purpose at a glance. She simply wanted to use this to prove to herself that she was the most important woman in Ji Wuyuan's heart.

So, she curled her eyes and smiled at him, her eyebrows and eyes sly: "But, the virtuous concubine is ill, she... seems to need Your Majesty more."

Ji Wuyuan curled the corners of his lips, he really liked Jiang Wantang's malicious and bad look.

"I just want to ask you, do you want me to stay?"

The cunning in Jiang Wantang's eyes became more and more obvious. She raised her hand and hooked it around Ji Wuyuan's neck, pulling him close to her. Then she breathed softly into his ear, her voice sweet and seductive: "Your Majesty, I couldn't ask for more..."

After saying that, she kissed him on the ear.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes instantly became dark and deep, tinged with obvious emotion.

"Tang'er, don't seduce me." He pinched her shoulders, widening the distance between them, his voice low and hoarse, "You know, I have never been able to resist you."

The candlelight in the bedroom was dim, but he could see her face clearly.

Such a charming face, with cunning and inexplicable charm between the eyebrows.

Jiang Wantang didn't say anything, but hooked her arms around his neck once again, saying softly, "But, I'm so hot and uncomfortable..."

"Your Majesty, are you really unwilling to help me?"