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

In the imperial study room,

Ji Wuyuan had a gloomy face as he flipped through the memorials on the imperial desk. The air seemed to be frozen, and the silence was so loud that it made people tremble.

Wang Fuhai stepped forward cautiously and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has examined her and confirmed that Concubine Jiang is fine and has already returned."

Ji Wuyuan said "hmm" coldly, with no other emotion except coldness.

Wang Fuhai really couldn't understand it. He got angry when the other person didn't come, and disappeared when he came.

Do you want to see him or not?

He boldly asked, "Your Majesty, why have you refused to see Concubine Jiang?"

Ji Wuyuan got angry when he thought about this.

She said she liked him, but the first thing she did when she woke up was to look for Jiang Huaizhou. It was obvious that she didn't care about him.

He said he wanted to say thank you, but there was no sincerity at all.

He snorted coldly: "Who am I to be seen by anyone who wants to?"

Wang Fuhai choked, stepped aside and said nothing more.

That night, inside Taiji Palace.

Behind the emperor's bedroom is a huge natural hot spring pool, covered with veils on all sides. Flower petals are scattered in the pool, and curls of hot steam are rising, making it hazy like a fairyland.

Ji Wuyuan was shirtless, leaning against the pool wall in a dignified and lazy manner, with his arms casually resting on the edge of the pool, his fingers slightly bent, his eyes slightly closed, and his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyelids.

His long, inky black hair casually fell on his shoulders, with a few strands sticking to his angular face. He was incredibly handsome, and the heat around him seemed to be tamed by his aura, lingering around him.

Ji Wuyuan tilted his head slightly, and the water droplets rolled down his jaw, all the way down, across the slightly protruding Adam's apple, the sexy collarbone, and finally dripped onto his firm and powerful chest, which looked full and firm because of the muscles rising and falling and vibrating with his breathing.

He has a narrow and slender waist, well-defined muscles, and wild abdominal muscle lines. Infinite power is hidden within, carrying the unique strength and overflowing hormones of men.

Such an ascetic face and such a seductive figure are simply the ultimate beauty and temptation.

The first time Jiang Wantang saw it, his pupils widened and he swallowed subconsciously.

She didn't expect that this dog tyrant not only had a good face, but also had such a good figure...

Who is seducing whom?

Jiang Wantang gritted her teeth, took off her clothes, leaving only a pink bellyband and white panties, and walked towards the hot spring pool with her bare white feet...

For several days, Ji Wuyuan refused to see her, but he didn't seem to be disgusted with her either.

Maybe he was still angry because I had angered him last time.

So, now he's deliberately leaving her hanging...

He said that he was attracted by her beauty, so she seduced him with her body and appearance.

As Jiang Wantang stepped into the bathtub, Ji Wuyuan, who had originally closed his eyes to rest, suddenly opened them. There was a chill in his eyes, and murderous intent like a sharp blade instantly flashed in his eyes.

He stared at her coldly, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and the strong sense of oppression made the moisture around them seem to solidify.

Jiang Wantang's body trembled violently, and her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Such a powerful aura, such a fierce murderous intent.

She had heard that many women who had tried to sleep with him had been killed by him...

The two looked at each other, and after Ji Wuyuan saw who the person was, the murderous intent around him subsided.

There was no warmth in his eyes, only endless coldness and frost. He stared straight at her, frowned slightly, and pursed his lips, as if he was suppressing the anger that was about to explode.

"Jiang Wantang, you are so brave!"

Ji Wuyuan's voice was low and intimidating, echoing in the hot spring pool.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, locking onto her tightly, making Jiang Wantang feel like a prey being targeted by a wild beast, and could be torn to pieces at any time.

She was stunned for a moment, but didn't retreat. She met his gaze, her face blushing, and stepped into the hot spring pool, slowly approaching him...

As she moved, the water rippled and the petals rose and fell.

The candlelight in the hall was bright. From Ji Wuyuan's perspective, he could see her skin, which was as white as snow, delicate and smooth. Against the backdrop of the misty hot steam, it exuded a soft and white luster, more alluring than the finest mutton-fat jade.

Under the pink bellyband, it swayed slightly with her movements, appearing and disappearing. It is not difficult to imagine what a beautiful spring scene it was...

The white panties vaguely outlined her curves in the water, which was extremely charming and alluring.

It looks like a beautiful snow lotus bud about to bloom in a fairyland shrouded in clouds and mist.

As Ji Wuyuan looked at it, his cold eyes gradually became hot and his breathing became heavier.

The next moment, a pair of slender, white arms climbed onto his. Jiang Wantang tilted her head slightly, her neck as graceful as a swan's. Her affectionate, peach-shaped eyes were filled with charm and shyness as she softly called out, "Your Majesty."

The sound is like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, melodious and pleasant.

In just a moment, Ji Wuyuan's muscles tensed and his hands clenched into fists.

His eyes darkened, his throat moved, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a seductive red, with a hint of lust.

Ji Wuyuan spoke, his voice frighteningly hoarse: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Wantang was not unaware of his reaction, but deliberately moved her body closer to him, causing him to shudder all over.

She smiled, her charming peach blossom eyes curved deeply, her smile was bright and charming like a vixen.

Then she stretched out a slender hand and gently stroked her fingers across his chest. Her jade-white fingertips seemed to carry a trace of electricity, causing Ji Wuyuan's skin to tremble slightly wherever they passed.

Jiang Wantang looked at his cold and repressed face, and opened her red lips slightly: her delicate tone was filled with a hint of resentment: "Your Majesty, you have been avoiding me all this time."

"Are you still angry with me?"

When his eyes flicker, women's bones will go soft, and even the most pure-hearted man can't resist it!

Ji Wuyuan suddenly felt his blood rushing up, his eyes darkened and lust was evident in them.

The icy white skin in front of me was so dazzling that I wished I could crush her between my fingers.

He gritted his teeth, his smile cold: "Jiang Wantang, are you trying to seduce me?"