Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

"Recently, the palace maids have been spreading rumors, saying they often see you appearing in my palace in the middle of the night, and they also say... say..." Long Ying's cheeks flushed slightly as she spoke, "Anyway, all sorts of rumors, I don't know which gossipy servant started spreading them, the versions are getting more and more outrageous..."

"Oh..." Ye Ge thought for a moment, "Then why don't you clarify something to the public and say that this isn't a rumor?"

Long Ying: "......"

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Ye Ge smiled with narrowed eyes, "This is a congratulatory gift to celebrate your official ascension to the throne." As he spoke, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The sound of snapping fingers echoed.

A uniquely shaped imperial throne appeared before Long Ying.

“This is…” Long Ying looked at the strange gift with a blank expression.

"I've been thinking and thinking, but I still don't know what to give you." Ye Ge stroked his chin. "The main problem is that I don't know what role I should play in giving you this gift. If I say I'm your husband, we haven't even had our wedding yet, so giving a gift that's too ambiguous would be a bit like teasing the Empress. If I say I'm your minister, giving a gift that's too serious would seem a bit distant."

“Smooth-talking…” Long Ying blushed slightly and spat at him, then looked at the strangely shaped throne in front of her: “However, thank you for your gift.”

Long Ying reached out and touched the throne, then froze, finding it prickly; her fair fingers were bleeding from the prick.

The design of this throne is very strange, resembling a giant bird's nest with an uneven surface. The twigs used for building the nest are actually made of hard iron. If it were a work of art, it would be more reasonable, but as a throne, the entire design is very ergonomic. Just by looking at it, you know that sitting on it would not be comfortable and would definitely be uncomfortable.

"But why does this throne look so strange?" Long Ying asked, clearly puzzled.

"This throne is called Dragon's Nest," Ye Ge said calmly, raising his hand to gently stroke the Ye family's Black Thorn Ring on his right hand.

Eight years ago, when Night Owl handed over the position of acting patriarch to him, he gave him this ring covered in barbs, which could command the Night Clan's Blackthorn Knight Legion.

This is the clan chief's token.

Its significance is to constantly remind each generation of the Ye family leader that this position is fraught with difficulty.

"The significance of this Dragon's Nest Throne is," Night Song said, "that as long as you sit on it, you will always remember—those in high positions cannot be too comfortable."

Long Ying was slightly taken aback.

For some reason, the confusion and loss of direction I had felt before suddenly seemed to find their answers at this moment...

"I see!"

Long Ying's expression turned serious: "Thank you, Ye Ge."

Night Song: "You have so much to thank me for, so don't be so polite."

Long Ying: "......"

"Alright, I'm leaving now. Your Majesty, please get some rest."

After Ye Ge finished speaking, he patted his bottom, got up, and prepared to leave.

"Um... wait a minute."

Long Ying suddenly called out to him, biting her lip: "You... are you just going to leave like this?"

Night Song: "?"

Long Ying clenched her fist slightly, as if gathering her courage: "I want to... like the previous times, I want to try again, is that okay?"

"Again?" Ye Ge turned around and scratched his ear: "Do you have masochistic tendencies?"

“Anyway, we have to get used to it, right?” Long Ying said with a serious expression. “Besides, I don’t want to always lose to you… at least I don’t want to lose so badly, that would be too embarrassing for an empress.”

“But didn’t you say that there are already many rumors about us in the palace? If someone sees us again, wouldn’t it be impossible to explain?” Ye Ge said.

"It's alright, since we've already been seen, we might as well be open about it." Long Ying said with a "what's the use" attitude, "Tomorrow I'll announce to the public that those weren't rumors."

Night Song: "..."

"Come on." Long Ying had already taken off her shoes, came to the bed, sat cross-legged, and looked at him expectantly.

Night Song: "Well... actually, I have family waiting for me to come home for dinner..."

Upon hearing this, Long Ying raised an eyebrow, somewhat displeased: "No, as the Empress, I order you to stay and keep me company!"

"..." Ye Ge scratched his ear. Having no other choice, he sat down in front of Long Ying.

What a capricious empress...

“Let’s begin,” Long Ying said earnestly.

“Uh, okay,” Night Song said.

【drop......】

Both of them opened the system panel at the same time.

I selected the simulated online multiplayer mode.

Loading simulation scene...

[Simulation scenario selection in progress...]

With a "buzz," and a burst of white light, Long Ying and Ye Ge closed their eyes and entered a simulated consciousness space together.

Soon, the two entered a vast, empty world scene.

“Let’s begin our training right here.” Long Ying raised two fingers and summoned her red crystal dragon behind her: “I’m beginning to grasp what you taught me last time.”

Ye Ge crossed her arms and smiled, "I won't hold back this time either. It might hurt even more than last time."

"It's alright, just go ahead!" Long Ying said, and began chanting incantations and casting spells.

"Fourth-tier superpower—Celestial Crystal Tide!"

The red crystal dragon behind him spewed out a whirlwind of liquid tides, covering a large area in front of him, and the liquid quickly condensed into crystals.

"Where is he?" Long Ying asked, startled.

Then she realized something and suddenly looked up.

Night Song appeared above her head, a ball of black dragon-shaped flame burning in her hand.

"Copy Soul Skill - Dark Dragon's Fury!"

......

After a night of fierce fighting.

Or rather, after a night of one-sided domination.

Ye Ge and Long Ying returned to reality from the system's simulation space.

Simulated combat, while not causing any physical harm, is still a mental space and will inevitably consume mental energy.

Just like playing computer games all night, you'll definitely be exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Ye Ge glanced at Long Ying, who had just exited the simulation space and was already fast asleep, picked her up and placed her on the bed, then covered her with a blanket and silently left the Empress's palace.

......