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

Ignoring Mo Ting's surprised gaze, Jiang Qingyan walked straight past him, returned to the couch, lay down, grabbed the slightly wine-stained blanket, covered herself, and closed her eyes to go to sleep.

Mo Ting was momentarily speechless. After standing there stunned for a few seconds, he gave a deep order to Ling Feng outside the door:

"Ling Feng, get His Majesty a new quilt."

After a long while, confirming that there was no one else breathing in the hall, Jiang Qingyan slowly opened her eyes, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief…

Mo Ting is so audacious as to use his teleportation ability so casually in the Emperor's bedchamber! It's like jumping high in the toilet—it's outrageous!

However… Mo Ting’s face is really good-looking! She’s been a regular at bars for years and sees handsome guys every day, but she’s never seen one this handsome!

"I'll devour him completely one day!" Jiang Qingyan thought to herself, a wicked smile playing on her lips...

A moment later, Ling Feng knocked on the door and came in carrying a new quilt. He then gently removed the quilt from Jiang Qingyan and replaced it with the new one.

The new quilt was warm, soft, and comfortable, but Jiang Qingyan was not sleepy at all.

"Ling Feng, give me a head massage," Jiang Qingyan said calmly.

Ling Feng paused as he was about to step out of the hall, then turned back to the bedside, knelt down, and prepared to massage Jiang Qingyan's head.

Jiang Qingyan rose slightly, gesturing for Ling Feng to sit on the couch.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then obediently sat on the couch, and Jiang Qingyan rested her head on his lap.

Ling Feng gently pressed Jiang Qingyan's head with his fingers, and she gradually relaxed, enjoying the comfort of the moment.

Jiang Qingyan thought to herself, "This Ling Feng is not only handsome, but his massage skills are also quite good. If he switches sides and becomes completely loyal to me, I might be able to occasionally indulge him..."

She lifted her eyelids, looking at Ling Feng's focused expression, lost in thought...

“Ling Feng…” Jiang Qingyan called softly.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" Ling Feng stopped what he was doing and looked down at Jiang Qingyan.

"What kind of emperor do you think I am?" Jiang Qingyan's voice carried a hint of languor.

Ling Feng hesitated for a moment before replying, "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, a good emperor revered by all the people."

"Are you describing me? It sounds more like you're talking about the Regent." Jiang Qingyan smiled. "Although you're just being polite, I still want to thank you."

She knew exactly what kind of emperor he was, but... Ling Feng had a pretty sweet tongue...

Ling Feng lowered his head and remained silent, but his movements became even gentler.

Jiang Qingyan closed her eyes and continued to enjoy Ling Feng's massage.

However… since the original owner was clearly a woman and didn’t have a “chasing”, how did she manage to favor those newly entered beauties in the palace during those three months?

Jiang Qingyan relaxed and focused intently on exploring the original owner's memories...

As her memories deepened, Jiang Qingyan's brows furrowed more and more. Holy crap! The original owner of this body was a complete pervert!

Because the original owner of this body had been controlled by Empress Dowager Rui since childhood, and was constantly complained about for being a woman, which undermined her confidence, the original owner's mindset gradually began to change. From longing to become a woman again, she began to hate women, and finally began to torment women...

For the past three months, the Chaoyang Palace has been filled with revelry every night. Each night, the moans of different beauties can be heard throughout the night, all of them pleading for mercy in pain, without the slightest hint of pleasure or enjoyment...

The original owner tortured them in various ways, and her greatest pleasure was watching those beauties pretend to be happy even though they were clearly in pain...

Jiang Qingyan dared not continue recalling, and shivered... A wave of nausea rose in her stomach... The original owner was truly lacking in virtue!

As a woman herself, she thought of those delicate beauties being tormented by the original owner of the body... and her heart tightened. She broke out in a cold sweat, and her undergarments were soaked with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

Jiang Qingyan ordered Ling Feng to leave the hall, then got up and walked to the wardrobe, casually picking up a plain white undergarment to change into.

Just as she loosened her sash, she suddenly remembered something and quickly tied it back on. She then wandered around the hall, even carefully looking under the bed... After confirming that no one was around, she finally felt relieved and took off her undergarments to change into new ones.

No wonder I always felt suffocated and uncomfortable. The original owner was too cruel to herself! She was clearly a D-cup, but she wrapped herself up in three layers of cotton cloth to make it look like she had a flat chest!

Jiang Qingyan tugged at the cotton cloth several times, finally managing to tear it all off and throw it aside. She immediately felt refreshed and her breathing became much easier.

Let these two big white rabbits out tonight for a good night's sleep, and put them back in their cage tomorrow!

Feeling completely relaxed, I slept soundly all night…

The next day, before dawn, the palace maids were already waiting outside the hall with toiletries. The head eunuch, Eunuch Wang, looked up at the sky; it was already the hour of Yin (3-5 AM). He immediately knocked gently on the door and respectfully said:

"Your Majesty, it is time to rise at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM)."

Jiang Qingyan rolled over, grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her head, frowning impatiently. How come there were still human alarm clocks in ancient times!

Seeing no movement inside, Eunuch Wang raised his voice slightly and repeated:

"Your Majesty, it is time to rise at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM)."

Jiang Qingyan abruptly threw off the covers, took a deep breath, and exclaimed, "Yin Shi... that's 3 AM?!" What a disaster! Working overtime all night in modern times, and now she's transported to ancient times to get up early...

Before he was fully awake, Wang Gonggong's urging voice came from outside the door again, this time with a slightly louder volume.

Just as Jiang Qingyan was about to let them in, her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of an extra-long piece of cotton fabric to the side…

Little white rabbit, you two are going to have to suffer again...

Round and round and round, finally winding back to her flat chest, Jiang Qingyan put on her undergarments, sat upright on the couch, and said in a deep voice:

"come in"

After washing up, Jiang Qingyan sat upright in front of the bronze mirror, waiting for the palace maids to style her hair and place a crown on her head…

I didn't even have time to look in the mirror last night to see what the original owner looked like, but when I looked today, wow, isn't this still my stunningly beautiful face?

She just looked much more immature... after all, she was only 18! Thinking back to herself at 18... well... that's exactly what she looked like! Then she nodded in satisfaction.

In the mirror, her skin was like jade, her lips were rosy, and a red mole on her nose added to her allure. Her almond-shaped eyes, filled with moisture, were as bright as spring blossoms, making her exceptionally charming.

When her hair is down, she is a stunningly beautiful woman; when her hair is tied up, she transforms into a noble and exquisitely handsome young man.

Tsk tsk tsk, my flawless face is stunning wherever I go! But the original owner of this body was such a coward, living in fear for 18 years with such a face. I'm so angry at how useless she was!

Jiang Qingyan's eyes held a smile, and she slightly raised the corners of her lips. If her beauty was her only trump card in this world, then she would rely on it to survive...