Spring arrives and the land smiles

After leaving Young Master Qi outside for the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Qingyan felt it was about time, so she instructed Zhuier to bring him in.

When Young Master Qi came in, he was holding a live creature in his hand.

"This humble subject greets Your Majesty."

He calls himself a commoner, so it seems he hasn't entered officialdom yet.

Qingyan narrowed her eyes and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Qi Changfeng, a commoner."

"Keep your head up."

Qi Changfeng slowly raised his head, his peach blossom eyes smiling as he looked at the Empress on the throne, a mixture of gentleness, allure, seduction, and fear.

"You're quite good-looking. Get up."

Qingyan curled her lips into a smile, inwardly scoffing:

If I remember correctly, General Qi Chongwu had one son and three daughters. His son was the youngest, only eleven or twelve years old. The Qi family was known for its loyalty to the emperor and its strict adherence to patriotism. The three daughters were also formidable women from a military family, no less capable than any man. I wonder who bewitched General Qi to send such a thing to seduce the emperor. It sounds like something out of a brothel. Isn't he afraid of being punished?

At this moment, the living creature in Qi Changfeng's hand moved slightly.

"What is that?" Qingyan asked.

"Your Majesty, I caught a squirrel and found it cute and adorable, so I thought I'd present it to you." Qi Changfeng smiled ingratiatingly and ambiguously, and deliberately dared to approach the squirrel on his own, with the scent of spearmint on him being particularly noticeable.

Qingyan thought of the Qiluo incense he had sent her before, and her heart skipped a beat: This Qi Changfeng not only acted like a courtesan, but was also stupid, actually thinking that he could use his looks to get ahead and control the emperor.

I want to see what you want to do!

"Who is General Qi Chongwu to you?" Qingyan asked, having someone take the little squirrel.

"Your Majesty, General Qi is my uncle." Seeing that the Empress did not personally receive the little squirrel, Qi Changfeng abandoned his obsequious thoughts and took a step back.

Still a coward. Qingyan sneered inwardly.

"This little squirrel is very cute. You have done a good job in presenting it. From now on, you can keep it in the tent to serve you."

"This humble subject obeys the decree and thanks Your Majesty." Qi Changfeng smiled smugly.

"Go down first." Qingyan dismissed Qi Changfeng, thought for a moment, and wrote a personal letter.

"Siyou, secretly deliver the letter to General Qi and tell him not to make a fuss and to wait and see the show."

"Siwu, spread the word again after noon tomorrow, saying that the young master of the Qi family has angered me and that the Qi family will soon be punished."

"Zhui'er, after dusk, hint to Qi Changfeng to come to the tent to serve him, so that he doesn't find any fault with you."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The three of them left.

Soon, Luo Qing brought in the medicinal meal, and by then he felt refreshed.

As soon as the medicinal meal was put down, Qingyan pounced on him: "Brother Luoqing, you smell so good."

"Qingqing, you don't need to coax me like that. I will do whatever you ask. I'm just afraid that you will dislike me afterward." Luo Qing pushed Qingyan away, her words sarcastic.

Qingyan naturally knew that Luo Qing was uncomfortable, so she kissed him on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer."

"Okay, I believe you, Qingqing." Luo Qing brought out the medicinal meal and fed it to her.

The taste was as unpleasant as ever for Qingyan, but since Luo Qing fed it to her, Qingyan had no choice but to eat it with a bitter expression.

This medicinal diet for conceiving a son must be eaten by both husband and wife. Qingyan watched Luo Qing eat the medicinal diet, wanting to see him with a worried look on his face.

However, Luo Qing ate with a nonchalant air, which puzzled Qing Yan, who then snatched the food and took a bite.

Ugh—it tastes awful.

Luo Qing smiled as she looked at Qing Yan's disgusted expression, handed her a cup of tea, and then turned and retreated behind the screen inside the tent.

Behind the screen, several servants were carrying water to prepare for a bath. Luo Qing sighed, dismissed the servants, and undressed herself to bathe in the tub.

The petals in the bathtub swayed gently as they floated, the quantity just right, allowing each petal enough space to stretch out. Luo Qing grabbed a handful and sighed again.

Hiding behind the curtain, Qingyan peeked at Luo Qing's firm and muscular body. His chest muscles were broad but not exaggerated, and when he stood on tiptoe, he could see his well-defined abdominal muscles. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up for a long time, and at the end, she even licked her lips.

Just as Qingyan was engrossed in the story, she heard Qi Changfeng requesting an audience outside the tent. She deliberately remained silent, making him wait for a long time. Qi Changfeng then raised his voice even louder.

Qi Changfeng waited for a while and called out several times, but still received no response, so he boldly barged in.

No one stopped him as he entered the tent. Qi Changfeng was puzzled when he suddenly heard the sound of water, and he seemed to understand. It was said that Her Majesty the Empress had deep affection for her husbands and was even somewhat "henpecked," so naturally she would avoid favoring other men.

Qi Changfeng mustered his courage and walked in, tiptoeing almost around the screen.

Upon hearing the noise, Luo Qing quickly turned her back to Qi Changfeng and grabbed Qing Yan's bathrobe to wrap herself in it.

Seeing that the person in the bathtub was so shy but didn't scold him, Qi Changfeng became even bolder.

"Your Majesty, this humble servant is here to assist you with your bath."

Qi Changfeng approached, placed his hand on Luo Qing's shoulder, gently patted it through her bathrobe, and then scooped up a handful of water and poured it on Luo Qing's shoulder.

Qingyan felt the time was right, so she slipped out from behind the curtain and walked straight toward the two of them:

"What are you doing?"

Qi Changfeng was stunned. He looked up and saw the Empress coming angrily from not far away. He was immediately terrified and quickly knelt down.

Luo Qing came out of the bathtub, glanced at Qi Changfeng, and Qing Yan casually took a thick and large cloak and draped it over him.

"Who let you in?" Qingyan asked, feigning authority.

Qi Changfeng felt a chill run down his spine. Had he ruined Her Majesty the Empress's plans?

"This humble subject is terrified and begs Your Majesty's forgiveness."

Breaking into the Empress's tent was, at best, reckless, and at worst, an act of assassination. Qi Changfeng inwardly groaned.

"Tell me, who let you in?" Qingyan persisted, kicking him to the ground.

Qi Changfeng panicked, hurriedly scrambled to his feet, knelt down, and looked up at the two great figures before him:

He recognized the man beside the Empress; it was Doctor Luo, the Empress's beloved husband. He had dared to disrespect him; he was doomed.

"Yes, yes, I am a rude person who has barged in on my own."

"Breaking in on your own?" Qingyan glanced at him and waved her hand dismissively. "Then drag him away and execute him."

Immediately, imperial guards entered and dragged Qi Changfeng out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare my life! It was my uncle, General Qi Chongwu, who ordered me to serve Your Majesty. I am terrified!" Qi Changfeng cried out as he was dragged away.

Qingyan chuckled inwardly, ordered the Imperial Guards to stop, and gave Qi Changfeng a chance to write his confession.

However, the confession was full of fabricated stories about Qi Chongwu colluding with treacherous officials, being disloyal and misleading the emperor.

They really did resort to any means necessary to bite and gnaw.

Qingyan glanced at the confession briefly and then ordered the Imperial Guards to imprison Qi Changfeng, waiting for news of the Qi family's imprisonment to spread like wildfire by tomorrow afternoon.

“Siyou, personally hand the confession to General Qi, and also give him a message: The late emperor said you were heartless and talked back, now you should be convinced.”

"Yes." Siyou responded and withdrew.

Seeing that everything was done, Luo Qing summoned a servant to change the water, then poured the medicinal powder into the bathtub and carried Qing Yan inside.

The medicine powder was different from the previous ones, and Qingyan could feel it when she put it in the water.

"Brother Luo Qing, this medicine—" Qing Yan felt that the medicine was irritating her skin, and the heat was invading her body from the outside in.

"Please bear with it, Qingqing. You need to soak in the bath for fifteen minutes for the medicine to take effect," Luo Qing said, stirring the medicinal water in the tub and gently coaxing Qingyan.

"But, but I feel so uncomfortable." Qingyan was controlled by a feeling of wanting something she couldn't have, and she gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly with her hands.

Luo Qing ate one of the Retention Pills herself, then put another one in her mouth and fed it to Qing Yan, pressing it with the tip of her tongue and forcing her to swallow it.

Liu Zidan enhanced the medicinal properties of the bath water, making Qingyan even more aroused.

After enduring for a quarter of an hour, Qingyan could no longer bear it. She stood up from the bathtub, hugged Luo Qing, and bit him on the shoulder.

Luo Qing frowned and gently patted Qing Yan. Qing Yan came to her senses and quickly let go to check Luo Qing's injury.

Deep teeth marks, bruises, thankfully no bleeding, Qingyan felt extremely distressed.

"Luo Qing, how could I lose control like this?" Qing Yan asked, her body heat turning into restlessness, making it even more unbearable.

Luo Qing felt Qing Yan's pulse: "Qing Qing's constitution is special, so the effects of the medicine will naturally be stronger when it enters her body. If—"

"If what?" Qingyan pressed.

Luo Qing blushed, her eyes darting away for a moment before she said, "If... if Qingqing can't bear it, I can—"

Before she could finish speaking, Qingyan pounced on her, hooking her arms around Luo Qing's neck and kissing her.

Tonight, Qingyan was exceptionally passionate, tracing Luo Qing's outline with her lips again and again, gentle and tender, like a pool of spring water, about to melt people into her body.

Then, Luo Qing seemed to be being led, rising and falling with Qing Yan's rhythm. Occasionally, the dragon bed in the tent would make a muffled sound due to excessive force, and a piece of the bed curtain would be torn off in the midst of the intensity.

The next day, when Qingyan woke up, it was already past 9 AM. Luo Qing was still sleeping beside her, his arm around her waist, their skin pressed tightly together. The distinct marks on Luo Qing's arm were a testament to Qingyan's willfulness the night before.

Qingyan tenderly stroked Luo Qing's arm, which had been bitten by teeth. Luo Qing tightened her embrace around Qingyan, offering silent comfort.

“Look at this injury,” Qingyan turned around and hugged Luoqing, “Why didn’t you stop me a little?”

"It's alright." Luo Qing smiled. "I'm delighted that Qingqing takes the initiative occasionally."

Being proactive and being out of control are two different things, okay?!

Qingyan thought to herself, but seeing Luo Qing's satisfied expression, she didn't say it aloud.

only--

"Brother Luo Qing, this is the second time. You can't do it more than three times."

I remember back in the southeast, because of the Akhal-Teke horse, due to his special constitution, he was mistakenly given Tang Shu's medicine, which caused Luo Qing a lot of trouble. The mark on his body is exactly the same as yesterday.

Could it be that I have a violent tendency in my bones? Qingyan clenched her fists in her mind.

"Okay, I'll listen to Qingqing, there won't be a next time," Luo Qing coaxed her.

"You keep your word." Qingyan confirmed again, and then kissed Luo Qing on the corner of the mouth.

Luo Qing blushed and said with some reluctance, "Then, then, will Qingqing still be so enthusiastic?"

As innocent as Luo Qing was, she actually dared to say these words. Qing Yan smiled and said, "If Brother Luo Qing likes it, just tell me. Whatever Brother Luo Qing wants, Qing Qing will do."

The agreement was so blatant that Luo Qing avoided looking at Qing Yan and could only hold her tightly.