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

Meanwhile, outside the Chaoyang Palace, Mo Ting stood motionless at the entrance, listening to the two's conversation, a surge of anger welling up inside him...

Suddenly the door was opened, and he immediately met Jiang Qingyan's panicked eyes.

Jiang Qingyan was holding Lu Nian's hand, trying to see him off, when she happened to run into Mo Ting, who had just arrived. Her heart surged with emotion...

You really can't keep talking about her! If you talk about the Empress Dowager during the day, she comes; if you talk about Mo Ting at night, Mo Ting comes too!

Jiang Qingyan awkwardly extended her hand to greet him, "Hi, Mo Ting, good evening~"

Mo Ting glanced at Jiang Qingyan, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes. She looked very different today, more like a charming woman…

Then she glanced behind her and saw that the male voice she had just heard was actually Lu Nian's! And... their hands were still clasped together!

Mo Ting glared fiercely at the two people's tightly clasped hands, which startled Jiang Qingyan so much that she quickly let go.

What's with this intense feeling of being caught cheating by the legal wife? She's the Emperor! Having three palaces and six courtyards is perfectly normal! But facing Mo Ting… she still feels a little guilty… after all, his aura is too strong…

At this moment, Lu Nian broke the deadlock by bowing to Mo Ting and saying, "This humble official greets the Regent. Your presence here so late at night must be to discuss important matters with the Emperor. This humble official will now take his leave."

Having said that, he walked out of the hall and prepared to leave.

"I'm not here tonight to discuss anything; I'm here by imperial decree to serve you in bed!" Mo Ting coldly uttered these words, then pulled Jiang Qingyan into the palace without looking back and slammed the door shut.

Standing outside the door, Lu Nian felt a pang of sorrow. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and thought how much he envied the Regent for being able to walk openly into the Chaoyang Palace. But... he would soon have his own green plaque too...

Jiang Qingyan's hand hurt a little from Mo Ting's grip, and she frowned slightly, saying, "Mo Ting, be gentle, you're going to crush my bones!"

Mo Ting's eyes flashed with a crimson hue. He slammed Jiang Qingyan against the door and kissed her lips forcefully. His kiss was as ferocious as a beast's, leaving Jiang Qingyan momentarily breathless...

She gently pounded Mo Ting's chest, mumbling incoherently, "Mo Ting, calm down, I'm suffocating!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting paused, then gently bit Jiang Qingyan's fair neck, saying unhappily, "Your Majesty's stamina seems to be really good; you were able to favor two ministers in one night."

Jiang Qingyan felt a little pain from Mo Ting's bite. She touched her shoulder and thankfully there was no bleeding, otherwise it would have left a scar! She frowned and said, "When have I ever favored anyone else? It was just a kiss."

Mo Ting rolled his eyes at her. "Just a kiss? How many people has the Emperor kissed?"

Jiang Qingyan counted in her mind: Mo Ting... one, Lu Nian... two, Yi Luo... three, right, Ling Feng... four, Ning Ruyu counts as one, that makes... five!

She was about to reply when she met Mo Ting's cold face. He must be really angry, so she quickly coaxed him, "Alright, my Mo Ting baby, don't be angry. No matter how many people are around, you will always be the most important in my heart!"

Hearing Jiang Qingyan say this, Mo Ting calmed down a little. He reached out and hugged Jiang Qingyan's waist, lowering his head to kiss her again, when Wang Gonggong's voice came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Consort Xia requests an audience!"

"I won't see her. Let her go back! I'm busy!" Jiang Qingyan frowned and said unhappily.

Mo Ting stared at Jiang Qingyan's face. Her expression didn't seem fake, so why had she favored Consort Xia seven times the night before without sleep? Could it be that the Emperor would tire of her once he got what he wanted?

"Your Majesty, please let Mei'er in. Mei'er has something to say!" Xia Mei'er knocked anxiously on the door.

Jiang Qingyan looked impatient and was about to drive her away again, but Mo Ting stopped her and said in a deep voice, "Let her in and hear what she has to say."

Jiang Qingyan nodded, walked to the chaise lounge and sat down, saying to Eunuch Wang outside the door, "Let her in."

Xia Meier swayed her slender waist as she slowly walked in. She glanced at Mo Ting beside Jiang Qingyan, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. Tonight, it really was the Regent Prince who would be serving her!

Catching Xia Meier's gaze, Jiang Qingyan frowned and said coldly, "Why are you here so late instead of sleeping?"

Xia Meier's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly walked to Jiang Qingyan's side, taking her arm. "Your Majesty, I just missed you... and I really miss Your Majesty's valor that night... tonight... I want it again..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ting flicked his sleeves and strode away from Chaoyang Palace.

Jiang Qingyan was immediately displeased! Why was Xia Meier so annoying? Was she out of her mind? What nonsense was she spouting in front of Mo Ting? She only ever ruined things!

He wanted to chase after Mo Ting, but Xia Meier held his arm tightly, and he couldn't let go for a moment.

Enraged, Jiang Qingyan hurriedly shouted towards the door, "Old Wang, arrange for two palace maids to come in and take Consort Xia back!"

Xia Meier stomped her feet in anger, but could only let the palace maids drag her away...

Xia Meier ruined her plans, and Jiang Qingyan lost interest. Her gaze swept to the side hall, and she thought of Ling Feng, who was seriously injured. She hadn't visited him in so long and wondered how he was recovering. So she got up and went over.

"Ling Feng, how's your injury? Is it any better?" Jiang Qingyan pushed open the door and strode inside.

Ling Feng, dressed in pure white undergarments, lay quietly on the couch with his eyes closed. His face was slightly pale and lifeless, yet he possessed a sickly handsomeness…

Mo Ting must have gone too far that day; external injuries are easy to treat, but internal injuries are difficult to heal.

Hearing someone enter, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the doorway.

Upon seeing that the person who came was the Emperor, Ling Feng hurriedly struggled to get up and pay his respects, but Jiang Qingyan strode over and pressed him down.

"No need for formalities," Jiang Qingyan said softly. "So much time has passed, why are you still so weak?"

Ling Feng glanced down at the hand pressing against his chest, his lips twitching slightly. "It's because my skills are lacking; I couldn't withstand the Regent's internal force..."

A wave of sadness washed over Jiang Qingyan. After all, this whole affair was caused by her. Ling Feng had only barged into her palace that day out of concern for her, and had been kicked out by Mo Ting...

Ling Feng noticed Jiang Qingyan's worry and quickly comforted her, saying, "Your Majesty, please don't worry. I've recovered enough, and in about half a month, I'll be able to return to your side to protect you."

Hearing Ling Feng say this, Jiang Qingyan felt a mix of emotions. She stared at Ling Feng's pale, chapped lips, leaned down, licked them, and gently sucked on them...

After a long while, Jiang Qingyan slowly got up, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Lips look better when they are moisturized. I will come to moisturize your lips whenever I have time."

Ling Feng, who was inexplicably kissed, was at a loss. Was the Emperor kissing him? No... was the Emperor moistening his lips?

Looking at the dazed Ling Feng, Jiang Qingyan leaned down and gently kissed his forehead, saying softly, "Alright, it's getting late, you should go to sleep. I will instruct the imperial physician to give you more of the best medicine. You need to recover quickly so that you can stay with me at all times."

Ling Feng smiled and nodded. He would definitely recover as soon as possible and then guard the Emperor at all times…