The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

As time flies, spring becomes more intense, and the grass and trees in Zirui Palace become greener.

At the first light of dawn, the clear chirping of birds can be heard on the branches. A bird flapped its wings and flew past the window of Zirui Palace, but was frightened by an unhappy howl and fell to the ground with a plop.

The culprit, Bai Zitu, rubbed his waist, with a sad face and full of resentment.

Last night, Qi Chen seemed to have taken some crazy medicine. He pulled her to and fro, trying all kinds of intimate positions one by one. She was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers. Only then did he let her go reluctantly.

Thinking of this, she wailed angrily, pounded the dragon couch, and lay on the quilt with a look of despair.

This was clearly a matter for two people, but she was the only one who was tired? This was too unfair.

Could it be that Qi Chen was a vixen? Living solely by absorbing human yang energy? Otherwise, why was his complexion getting better day by day?

Bai Zitu covered the person with the quilt, his mind scattered.

When Nanny Wu came in, she saw a small ball of shit lying on the quilt with its butt sticking up. She was used to it.

After a symbolic sigh, she walked forward calmly and pulled the man out of the quilt to prevent her master from suffocating to death.

Although her tone was serious, her movements were cautious and gentle. "Oh my master, you are the imperial concubine. You should be sensible in your behavior..."

Bai Zitu raised his head, staring at Aunt Wu with his round almond-shaped eyes: "Aunt, please stop talking. I don't care about decency right now... I just want to sleep."

As she spoke, she tilted her head and continued to hide herself in the quilt.

Seeing this, Nanny Wu sighed helplessly, pulled the quilt back open, and carefully covered her restless master with it. She said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, please sleep a little longer. I'll come to wake you up later. Today is the Emperor's Birthday, and there will be a banquet in the Qianqing Palace tonight... Your Majesty, you can't sleep in any later today..."

Before Aunt Wu could finish her words, the girl on the bed, who had been squinting her eyes as if dozing, suddenly sat up like a spring, her eyes wide open in surprise. "Are you saying that today is the Emperor's birthday?"

Aunt Wu nodded and said, "Yes, Madam, today is your birthday."

Looking at the state of my master, I can tell that he has forgotten everything about the past.

Bai Zitu suddenly realized. No wonder Qi Chen was so persistent in asking her what day it was last night. Every time she couldn't answer, he would pull her aside for more.

Unfortunately, she was a simple-minded person with a bad memory. She had long forgotten that today was Wanshou Festival, Qi Chen's birthday.

She was saying, why was the big boss so energetic last night?!

Thinking of this, Bai Zitu became even angrier.

Stingy man!

It’s not like I haven’t prepared a gift for him!

The system sneered: [Are you preparing a gift? I just used ten points to exchange for a purse at the system store, and I chose the cheapest one!]

Bai Zitu retorted, "...Aren't the points earned through my hard work? You just don't know how expensive food and clothing are!"

System: That makes perfect sense. Tongzi was speechless.

Perhaps feeling guilty about what the system said, Bai Zitu rubbed his cheeks, lifted the quilt, and supported his aching waist: "Today is Qi Chen's birthday, I decided to make him a bowl of longevity noodles."

Qing Cui, who came in with a change of clothes, was stunned when she heard this: "Madam, you want to cook?"

Bai Zitu nodded slightly guilty: "Yes!"

Then she let the palace maids wash her and change into a fresh and elegant green dress.

Nanny Wu's deft hands shuttled through her ink-black hair, and soon, she pulled out an exquisite fallen horse hairpin, and a fresh and unworldly beauty appeared.

Nanny Wu held an emerald green hairpin in her hand and gestured with Bai Zitu's hair, asking, "Does the Madam want to put on makeup?"

Bai Zitu glanced sideways and saw that the person in the mirror still had a hint of red in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was the mark left after crying all night. She touched the corners of her eyes carefully and felt that her eyes were a little swollen.

As she thought about it, she felt her waist become even more sore.

Hearing what Aunt Wu said, she subconsciously shook her head: "No need, let's go make longevity noodles first."

Zitu hurried towards the small kitchen, calling the system in his mind: "0438, please help me find the recipe for longevity noodles."

Upon hearing this, the system was immediately shocked: [Host, you don’t know how to make longevity noodles?]

Seeing the host so calm and composed, it thought she was confident about making the longevity face.

Bai Zitu kept walking and said anxiously, "I have never made longevity noodles before. Please help me find some quickly."

The system was helpless and finally had to accept its fate, quickly searching the database for the recipe for longevity noodles.

There was chaos in the small kitchen again.

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After the morning court session, Qi Chen went straight to Zirui Palace and took a leisurely bath and changed his clothes.

He had already received a report from the spy that his spoiled son was actually cooking longevity noodles for him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little happier, and even the anger he had when he saw Grand Tutor Yu and the King of Qi performing a double act during the morning court session dissipated a little.

Those are a bunch of ignorant, stupid people who only know how to talk.

Let them dance for another day...

Thinking of this, he closed his narrow eyes, and the mist blurred his outline.

A faint fragrance suddenly wafted through the quiet air, and Qi Chen's nose twitched.

He lazily raised his eyelids, sneered, and then closed his eyes, covering his dark eyes filled with murderous intent.

A white and tender hand rubbed down his shoulder, and slender fingers began to circle ambiguously on his broad back.

"Your Majesty, I am here to help you bathe."

The voice was soft and delicate as she pinched her throat. Qi Chen couldn't help but frown slightly, a hint of disgust appearing on his face.

Then a fair and tender face appeared from behind him.

Qi Chen raised his arm, and his exposed biceps arched up. The smooth lines made the pretty woman's eyes widen, and her eyes were full of admiration and greed.

The next moment, the arms that made her feel distracted were placed on her shoulders and pulled hard.

With a "splash", water splashed everywhere.

The woman fell into the hot spring. She stuck her head out in embarrassment, her wet hair sticking to her cheeks. She looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her in confusion.

The familiar face that he saw day and night appeared in front of Qi Chen.

"Ah."

A chuckle came.

The woman was startled and felt a tingling sensation in her ears.

This man is really the best!

She was a little glad that she had accepted this task...

After collecting Yang Qi for so many years, this was the first time she encountered such a top-notch one! Even if she could collect Yang Qi from a man like this for just one night, she would die without regrets.

It is said that this emperor had only one concubine, and she was a little girl.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel annoyed. If she had known earlier, she would not have dressed up as that little girl.

But it doesn't matter. Thinking of this, she became distracted again. If she could make this man obsessed with her body, why would she be afraid that she couldn't beat that girl?

The hot spring mist enveloped Qi Chen's face, making his expression unclear.

She twisted her body and slowly moved forward. Just as her soft and weak body was about to climb onto the man's waist, she felt a pain in her neck.

Bright red blood spurted from his neck, and the man in front of him had already gotten out of the bath.

She seemed unwilling to give up. Although her throat was clogged with blood, she still managed to squeeze out a word with a hoarse voice from her broken throat: "Why... why..."

Qi Chen paused while putting on his clothes, and said in a cold and compassionate voice: "Although you look exactly like her, the aura you carry is not right. Besides..."

As he spoke, he condescended to squat down, stretched out his hand towards the woman's face, and a thin human skin mask was held in his hand.

"She won't call herself a concubine, nor will she call me Your Majesty."

His Wanwan is different. She doesn't need to be servile. As long as she opens her mouth gently, he will present the best things in the world to her one by one.

Moreover, how could he bear to let his Wanwan call herself a concubine and be inferior to others? Even he himself couldn't do that.

He used his breath, and the human skin mask in his hand turned into powder and floated into the water.

"Clean it up and find out who sent it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures in black appeared silently like ghosts.

But after a while, the hot spring returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.