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

The palace servants on the side were still moving ice cubes one after another and adding them in.

As soon as Wang Fuhai approached, he was shivering with the bone-chilling cold, and his voice trembled.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Ji Wuyuan leaned against the pool wall, his eyes still closed, and asked calmly, "Is she... gone?"

"Yes." Wang Fuhai said respectfully.

Ji Wuyuan asked again: "Did you say anything?"

Wang Fuhai thought for a moment and answered truthfully, "The Imperial Concubine...she heard outside the Taiji Palace that you had something important to discuss, and she...left without saying anything..."

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Wuyuan's expression.

Sure enough, the latter opened his eyes after he finished speaking.

Ji Wuyuan's usually deep and sharp eyes were now covered with a layer of mist. His eyelids were flushed due to repression and restraint, and his eyes were tinged with emotion.

When he heard Wang Fuhai say that Jiang Wantang had left, he felt relieved, but at the same time, he felt empty and uncomfortable in his heart.

You little heartless thing, just leave without saying anything.

Wang Fuhai looked at the pool of ice water and secretly glanced at the silent Ji Wuyuan. He saw that his face was gloomy and not looking good. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks...

Wang Fuhai said with a worried look on his face, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that you have been taking the Chinese medicine for too long, and the effects have already been absorbed by your body. I am afraid that relying on medicine alone will not be able to control and eliminate the symptoms, and it may even harm your body..."

"There is only one way to quickly and effectively remove the aphrodisiac from Your Majesty without causing any suffering..."

Ji Wuyuan didn't raise his eyelids, and spoke coldly: "Speak."

Wang Fuhai's eyes lit up, he took a step forward and whispered, "Just summon a concubine to sleep with you..."

"How about I summon the Imperial Concubine to the Taiji Palace to sleep with her?"

Ji Wuyuan was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "No need. I'm afraid of scaring her."

"She was in a bad mood today, so she asked the imperial kitchen to prepare more of her favorite sweets and snacks over the next few days.

"besides......"

Wang Fuhai agreed to all of them.

He saw veins bulging on Ji Wuyuan's forehead, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked like he was in extreme pain. He expressed concern, "Your Majesty, winter is almost here, and the nights are getting cold. If you were to soak in ice water all night, even a body made of iron wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

"Your Majesty's health is the most important thing. If Your Majesty is concerned about the Imperial Concubine, how about... I call a young palace maid to serve you..."

Before he could finish his words, Ji Wuyuan's sharp and terrifying gaze swept over him.

Wang Fuhai was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "I am such a talkative slave! I deserve to die!..."

Ji Wuyuan looked at Wang Fuhai, who was kneeling on the ground and slapping his face repeatedly, with cold eyes. His hoarse voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, cold as ice: "Get out!"

Wang Fuhai retreated in panic as if he had been pardoned.

Just now, that look was so scary!

He would never dare to say such words again even if he was beaten to death.

After Wang Fuhai left, Ji Wuyuan was the only one left in the bedroom. He closed his eyes again and leaned against the pool wall, letting the cool water gradually soothe the heat in his body...

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, Jiang Wantang's figure would appear in his mind, her smile, bright, cunning, and spoiled...

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable the heat in my body became.

Ji Wuyuan gritted his teeth, his knuckles crackling...

At this moment, the bead curtain in the bedroom made a slight "ding-ling" sound, followed by the sound of light footsteps.

Ji Wuyuan frowned tightly, his eyes still closed, and a cold voice burst out from his thin lips: "Get out!"

"I don't need anyone to serve me."

The movement paused for a moment, then moved closer with increasing boldness.

Ji Wuyuan loosened his fist and was about to attack when a woman's voice was heard from inside the hall.

"hiss......"

"It's so cold..."

Ji Wuyuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw Jiang Wantang wearing a pink gauze dress and standing on the edge of the bathtub with her bare white feet. She was about to dip her feet into the water...

Their eyes met, and they were both stunned.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were dyed with a bright red. He sat there, emitting a powerful and terrifying oppressive aura, like a monster that sucked human blood.

Jiang Wantang looked down and saw large, tightly defined chest muscles, and further down...

She suddenly felt a heat at the tip of her nose, and her heart started beating uncontrollably.

This look, these chest muscles...

This man, perfect...seems a bit too...too much...

When Ji Wuyuan saw that the person coming was Jiang Wantang, his dark eyes suddenly brightened, and the aura around him was restrained in an instant, but the color of his eyes turned deep red little by little, and his emotions were obvious.

Before entering the water, Jiang Wantang's ten fair and round toes had already turned red from the cold.

Ji Wuyuan took a deep breath, looking like he was trying hard to suppress something. After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Tang'er, be obedient and go back first."

Jiang Wantang's pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc, her red lips slightly raised, and she said slowly and seductively: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Let me help you bathe..."

With just one sentence, Ji Wuyuan's suppressed heat burst out instantly.

Driven by strong desire, he wanted to tear the seductive little goblin in front of him into pieces and eat her up completely.

Seeing Jiang Wantang raising her foot to step into the ice water, Ji Wuyuan rushed over in an instant, raised his hand before entering the ice water, and grasped her fair little foot with his big hand.

Ripples appeared on the water surface, and water splashed gently, wetting her skirt.

Jiang Wantang felt a warmth flowing from his palm to the soles of her feet...

There was a shimmering light in her peach blossom eyes, and a smile spread across her face in an instant. The teardrop mole at the end of her eye was enchanting and bright red, captivating everyone.

Ji Wuyuan's breathing became more rapid, his eyes became more scorching and lustful.

Then, he pulled slightly with his hand, Jiang Wantang screamed, and her body fell directly into his hot arms.

"Feel it?"

Ji Wuyuan opened his mouth, his voice was tinged with hoarseness, but it seemed to be even more bewitching.