After the system set its sights on the dragon throne, the princess started courting death every day.

Xiang An wanted to speak, but with the floor in front of her and a cold, indifferent knee pressing down on her back from behind, she was trapped in the middle, unable to breathe evenly, let alone speak, and was on the verge of fainting.

The man on her back calmly said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects! This man is incredibly audacious. In broad daylight, he dared to put drugs in Your Majesty's teacup. I dare not let go. I beg Your Majesty to forgive my rudeness."

"Drug?"

The emperor watched Xiang An, who was pinned to the ground, from afar, neither saying he would let go nor making any other move; he simply watched.

His gaze was distant and profound.

"General Anwu, let go!" the prime minister beside the emperor shouted. "Do you know who you've captured?!"

General Anwu? The name sounds familiar.

and many more....

It was the man with the slender waist on the boat that day.

Xiang An calmed down and stopped struggling. She simply didn't have the strength to struggle anymore; the man was too strong.

"Since the Prime Minister says so, it seems you know this assassin." General Anwu did not loosen his grip, his tone indifferent. "Could it be that this assassin was sent by the Prime Minister?"

The Prime Minister glared angrily: "General Anwu, watch your words! Lest you bring trouble upon yourself. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"Trouble?" Fu Qingbai raised an eyebrow, still not letting go. "I have been away at the border for many years and have never heard of what trouble could be caused by catching a villain who intends to poison Your Majesty."

"The villain you keep calling is Princess Miankang. You have committed insubordination, in broad daylight, disregarding the difference between men and women, and...you...you...you are simply outrageous! General Anwu, what exactly do you intend to do!?"

The prime minister blushed with embarrassment halfway through his sentence, then fiercely flicked his sleeve and loudly questioned.

"Is that so?" One accusation after another was leveled at him, but Fu Qingbai remained unaffected. He calmly retorted, and when the emperor did not deny it, he released his grip, first bowing to the emperor in apology, and then continued relentlessly: "Please, Princess Miankang, tell me in detail what you put in His Majesty's teacup. I do not wish to wrong an innocent person, nor will I let a wicked person go unpunished."

The words were somewhat milder, but the tone remained cold and stern, carrying a strong warning.

Xiang An got up, dusted off his clothes, and looked at him without saying a word.

His face was fair and handsome with a cool and aloof expression. His thin lips were pale in color, making him look like he was twenty years old, but he lacked the brightness of a young man. His eyes were indifferent and clear, and his demeanor was aloof and polite.

Upon seeing his face, his name and life story naturally came to mind: Fu Qingbai, son of the late Marquis Anwu. He went to war with his father at the age of thirteen, inherited his father's title of Anwu at the age of sixteen, and became the most outstanding member of the Marquis Anwu's family. At the age of eighteen, he took full control of the military camp and became the youngest first general in history.

What a fine and promising young man!

If Xiang An had seen this handsome appearance earlier, he would have been overjoyed. However, the pain in his wrist rendered his good looks useless.

With a hint of anger, she turned her head and gave An a fake smile: "General Anwu, you have quite the skills. I will remember you."

It was half threat and half intimidation.

Fu Qingbai acted as if she hadn't heard, never glancing at her once, only bowing to the emperor and saying, "Your Majesty, I request that the imperial physicians be summoned to examine the tea and clear the princess's name."

Not only are they not afraid, but they are even more stubborn, like a three-year-old child who will not give up until they get an answer.

The emperor's expression darkened: "Little Nine, what do you have to say?"

She had been caught red-handed. The drug was in the teacup, and the remaining half packet was on her person. Fu Qingbai had personally witnessed her stuffing it into her pocket. With so much evidence against her, if she dared to deny it, she would likely be searched. Since it concerned the emperor's life, they might even search her entire residence. The princess's residence had quite a lot of aphrodisiacs.

So Xiang An nodded decisively: "Your subject just added Spring Breeze Laughter to the teacup."

emperor:"……"

The prime minister silently stepped aside and said nothing more.

The emperor glanced at him slightly, and Changfu understood. He bent down and went out, returning shortly with the imperial physician.

Spring breezes chuckled in the tea. The imperial physician examined it and confirmed that Xiang An had given the emperor an aphrodisiac. Everyone was stunned and remained silent for a long time.

Xiang An, daughter of the late Empress Liu, was favored by the late emperor even before birth, who bestowed upon her the name "An." Xiang An signifies peace and prosperity, and she was personally granted the title Miankang and the fief of Luoyang.

Although Empress Liu was tyrannical, it did not stop the emperor from doting on his youngest daughter. As soon as she ascended the throne, countless delicacies, fine silks, gold and silver jewels were carried into the princess's residence in boxes.

In contrast to her, her half-brother, the eldest prince Xiang Xin, was not favored by the emperor due to his violent nature.

The emperor's unique affection for his daughter was known throughout the country. This little princess, who was pampered and cherished by everyone, did something so unbelievable that it truly shocked everyone.

"Don't believe me?" Xiang An pulled out a half-finished bottle of Spring Breeze Smile cigarette. "Why don't we each have a little and try it?"

God, give it a try. Aphrodisiacs aren't tonics, who wants to try them?

People have seen concubines drug men in the mansion, but they have never seen anything like this. If word gets out, who knows what the people outside will say about the imperial family.

Things have developed in a way that has surprised everyone.

In the ensuing silence, Bai Yuchen, with his clean-shaven face and elegant demeanor, broke the ice first. He cupped his hands and said, “Your Majesty’s life is entrusted to the people, and your health is of utmost importance. Although Chunfengxiao is not life-threatening, it is not something the princess can indulge in recklessly. Furthermore, there are two problems: First, the guards in the Imperial Study are not patrolling diligently enough, and the palace maids and eunuchs are equally ineffective. Second, Chunfengxiao is a secret aphrodisiac, often used for those with weak constitutions—”

The emperor's thin eyelids lifted slightly, and the next moment, Changfu spoke up to stop him: "Imperial Censor Bai, be careful what you say."

When his words were interrupted, Bai Yuchen was not annoyed. He smiled slightly and bowed deeply, saying, "Your Majesty, you should change the people around you."

"I second the proposal."

"I second the proposal."

The ministers' unanimous agreement had already terrified Changfu, who turned pale and collapsed to his knees, unable to move.

Having served the emperor for many years, he naturally knew that when the emperor and his ministers were discussing matters, he had no room to speak. However, the emperor's casual glance just now clearly meant that he wanted him to interrupt Bai Yuchen.

The emperor remained calm: "Drag him out and give him twenty strokes of the cane."

The text makes no mention of replacing the people around them, only emphasizing the punishment, implying that no one will be replaced and the matter will end there.

Changfu didn't utter a single word of pleading, letting the eunuchs drag him out. However, the ministers were not satisfied with such a lenient punishment, and the crowd couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Ignoring the commotion around him, Bai Yuchen continued what he hadn't finished saying, keeping it brief: "Your Majesty, your health is of utmost importance."

The emperor didn't even glance at him. He found a chair, sat down, and looked down at the pale yellow tea in his cup. He said calmly, "Do you want a few more younger brothers and sisters?"

The question was directed at Xiang An.

The truth, of course, is not so. The emperor was nearly fifty years old, and after years of working, the number of children in the palace was already countless.

Even pigs can reproduce as many times as he can, so how could there be a shortage?