Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Jiang Qingyan blinked her eyes wide and looked at Mo Ting's chest expectantly, saying impatiently, "Then hurry up and take out the jade seal!"

Mo Ting chuckled and patted Jiang Qingyan's head gently, his tone very tender, "The Imperial Seal is not on my person, but in a secret room in my residence. I will bring it to Your Majesty for inspection at the morning court tomorrow."

Jiang Qingyan wrapped her arms around Mo Ting's waist, looked up at his face, and said, "Forget tomorrow morning, let's do it tonight! Tonight I'll choose you!"

A blush instantly spread across Mo Ting's face, his heart pounded, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a nameless anticipation flickered in his heart... The Emperor had finally chosen him...

He smiled and nodded, then gently kissed Jiang Qingyan's forehead. "Okay."

Seeing that Mo Ting was so willing, Jiang Qingyan decided to reward him properly. She pulled him to sit on the small couch, straddled his lap, and gently pecked his lips.

Mo Ting was a little confused by this sudden enthusiasm. He only hesitated for a moment before reaching out his large, warm hand to stroke Jiang Qingyan's back. He looked up at Jiang Qingyan's beautiful face, and his heart couldn't help but tremble...

This time, his kiss was very gentle. He lightly kissed Jiang Qingyan's forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks, one kiss after another, finally settling on her small, rosy lips...

The two embraced tightly, kissing, both feeling restless and aroused...

Jiang Qingyan was burning with desire, but she could only stop there. She slowly withdrew her tongue from Mo Ting's mouth, curled her lips, and said softly, "Alright, we still have a long night ahead of us. You go back and get the imperial seal first. Eunuch Wang will come to your residence to deliver the decree in a little while."

Mo Ting, however, was still somewhat unsatisfied. He gently kissed Jiang Qingyan's moist lips twice more, suppressing his inner turmoil, and nodded.

Mo Ting picked her up and placed her on the couch, then covered her with a blanket. He gazed at her for a long time with reluctance before turning back to the mansion.

Watching Mo Ting's departing figure, Jiang Qingyan threw off the covers, gasping for breath. "I was suffocating!" she thought. "How come Mo Ting's kissing skills are getting better and better? Could it be that men are truly born with this talent? If only the timing weren't too right, and my identity couldn't be exposed yet…"

Jiang Qingyan secretly vowed in her heart: If Lu Nian can really take over the Southern Frontier, and my position in the court will be a little more secure, I will definitely fight Mo Ting for three days and three nights!

Inside the Regent's Palace, Mo Ting slowly took out a brocade box inlaid with dragon patterns from a hidden compartment in a secret room, gently wiped the dust off it with his sleeve, and carefully tucked it into his chest.

Not long after, Eunuch Wang came to deliver an imperial edict, summoning the Regent to the palace to serve him in bed.

The guards and servants in the mansion looked at each other in surprise, feeling excited as if they had heard some incredible gossip. Some even secretly started shipping the emperor and the regent... and some even prayed to the Buddha that the regent would become the most favored concubine and become empress.

Mo Ting smiled and pursed his lips as he saw Eunuch Wang off. He then ordered someone to prepare a tub of hot bathwater and sprinkle some rose petals on it... He carefully washed himself until he was completely clean, and even... smelled quite fragrant...

He didn't know what he was getting so excited about. He'd never realized he was attracted to men before. There were two or three hundred guards and servants in his mansion, many of them handsome, and even though they served him personally while he bathed and dressed, he'd never shown any interest in any of them…

Perhaps it was because the Emperor was so stunningly beautiful that it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female... or perhaps it was because the Emperor was so skilled at flirting... or perhaps it was the Emperor's sincere and adorable demeanor that moved him...

Inside Chaoyang Palace, Jiang Qingyan spent the entire afternoon running in the courtyard to quell her desires. Now she finally understood Lu Nian's feelings back then!

She was exhausted and sticky, so she quickly ordered someone to fetch a tub of hot bathwater. She took off her clothes, released two little rabbits, and lazily soaked in the bath in the Chaoyang Palace, as always without anyone serving her.

With her hair down and cucumber slices on her face, she leaned back in the bathtub, eyes closed, occasionally taking a sip of tea, and couldn't help but sigh, "Taking a bath is so comfortable!"

"Your Majesty... Your subject has arrived..."

Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind Jiang Qingyan. Without even guessing, it was undoubtedly Mo Ting!

Mo Ting's heart was pounding. He had hoped to arrive early so he could have dinner with the Emperor, but he hadn't expected to find the Emperor bathing...

Jiang Qingyan had her back to him at this moment, her long, black hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and her smooth, white back, as white as fresh snow, was covered with water droplets, which were faintly visible in her hair, making her look exceptionally sexy.

Seeing this, Mo Ting felt his face flush and his heart race, his mouth go dry, and his Adam's apple bob involuntarily. His whole body instantly felt like it was on fire, but his legs seemed to move forward uncontrollably...

Jiang Qingyan was terrified. What if Mo Ting discovered her true gender? She instantly feigned fury: "How dare you! Who gave you permission to enter without permission? Get out of here right now!"

Mo Ting stopped in his tracks, startled by her angry roar. Although their relationship was delicate, they were still men; why was the Emperor so furious? Besides, it was his turn to serve the Emperor tonight…

Hearing the commotion outside the palace, Ling Feng assumed the Emperor was in danger and immediately kicked open the door, rushing inside. But...

All three were speechless…

Jiang Qingyan was going crazy. All she wanted was to take a quiet and comfortable bath, but why were they all barging into her room? Couldn't they even let her take a proper bath?

Seeing Ling Feng standing blankly at the door staring at Jiang Qingyan's back, Mo Ting frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He kicked Ling Feng away hard, then strode out of the hall and closed the door.

Mo Ting used all his internal force in that kick. Ling Feng didn't react in time, only feeling a sharp pain in his chest. He barely managed to collapse to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest, and panting heavily...

"You bastard! Who gave you permission to enter Chaoyang Palace at will?" Mo Ting's voice was filled with intense killing intent.

Ling Feng struggled to move his body and knelt before Mo Ting, blood still seeping from his mouth, his voice slurred: "This subordinate heard the noise... and thought Your Majesty was in danger... that's why... please forgive me, Regent..."

Mo Ting narrowed his eyes, ignoring his explanation, and walked towards him step by step, the murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger...

If his act of squatting by the couch to tidy his hair during the Emperor's afternoon nap was unintentional, then the look he gave the Emperor's bare back just now was definitely not innocent. He must have developed feelings for the Emperor. In that case... Ling Feng cannot be allowed to live...

Mo Ting had gathered his inner strength in his right hand, and was about to strike down with his palm when Jiang Qingyan's cold voice came from behind him:

"stop!"