The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"If you wish to express your gratitude to me, return the Moon Soul and the jade pendant."

"The jade pendant is with Emperor Dayong. He hasn't returned it to me yet, has he? That old man is shrewd. He must have realized that the jade pendant is very valuable and wants to take it for himself. When I left the palace, I whispered a question to that old man, but he ignored me and used his anger to cover up his greed."

"No matter what method you use, I will get the jade pendant back."

"Why? Is that jade pendant very important?"

Sikong Jin raised her eyebrows curiously and asked tentatively, "I remember there are the words 'Di Bei' on it. Could it have been given to you by one of your childhood sweethearts? Fiancée? Sweetheart? Di Bei Zun, do you have someone you like?"

"Put away those absurd thoughts in your heart!"

"So, it wasn't from Qingmei? You don't have someone you like either? Sigh, don't be angry, aren't we good friends? It's not a big deal to talk about a few private matters."

Sikong Jin shrugged dismissively. "As for Yuepo, it's useless for you to keep it anyway. Why don't you lend it to me for a few days? I'm currently practicing a sword technique, and your short sword is perfect for me. Besides, don't I have something I'm holding as collateral with you?"

Di Beizun looked down at the table in front of him, which had been reduced to rubble. Diao Ye had already slipped aside, leaped onto the railing, and watched the two facing off with a hint of interest in her hazy purple eyes. Sometimes she looked at her cold and aloof master, and sometimes she looked at Sikong Jin, her eyes flashing with an intriguing light.

A glint of disdain flashed in his deep eyes, and with a flick of his black sleeve, golden auspicious clouds rolled by. In an instant, the debris falling from the ground flew towards Sikong Jin like a raging storm. Sikong Jin subconsciously tapped her toes, her body floating forward to dodge the attack. She landed gracefully, stopping less than a zhang away from Di Beizun.

The strong wind ruffled her clothes slightly, and her head was spinning as if she could see many bright stars.

Di Beizun's expression was also somewhat unpleasant.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting! Stop fighting! Ceasefire! Ceasefire! It's my fault, don't be angry, calm down, I'll go get the jade pendant back for you right now, okay?"

Lord Sikong sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

My whole body was still a little numb from the shock of the true energy just now!

This man is ruthless!

Judging from the man's reaction, the jade pendant must have been no ordinary object. Such a precious thing falling into the emperor's hands must have made her somewhat resentful.

Lord Sikong straightened his disheveled clothes, looked up at the noble, aloof, and peerless man standing with his hands behind his back, sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to turn around and walk out the door.

"What are you going for?"

Just as Lord Sikong was about to step out the door, Di Beizun's deep and calm voice came from behind him.

Lord Sikong, with his hands behind his back, secretly rolled his eyes and said irritably, "What else can I do? I was supposed to be looking for Miss Hua, but now I'm unlucky enough to have to sneak into the palace at night to help you find the jade pendant!"

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Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Heartbroken Lord Sikong The night was deep and still, the moonlight like water, its gentle glow faint.

Two dark figures streaked across the sky like ghosts, heading straight for the Emperor of Dayong's study. In the blink of an eye, the two dark figures had disappeared into the silent night.

"emperor!"

Eunuch Zhang cautiously entered, saying, "Consort Shui requests an audience."

Consort Shui?

Emperor Da Yong raised his head, a hint of allure flashing in his eyes—this Consort Shui, Sikong Shui, was young and beautiful, and he was quite fond of her tender and youthful body. In the few months since she entered the palace, he had spent almost every night with Sikong Shui, their intimate moments far surpassing the pleasures he had with the other concubines in the palace.

These days, I've been busy with government affairs and haven't been visiting her palace much, nor have I summoned any concubines to my bedchamber. But now that I hear that Sikong Shui has arrived, my long-dormant desires have instantly surged back.

Suppressing his surging thoughts, the Emperor of Dayong closed the memorial in his hand and replied, "Let her in!"

Sikong Shui, dressed in a light red gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, walked in with a charming and alluring air. She bowed slightly to the Emperor of Dayong with boundless grace, her face full of sweet smiles, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects!"

"My beloved concubine, why are you still awake so late? Is there something you need from me?"

"Your Majesty, I heard that Your Majesty did not have a good dinner, and I was very worried. So, I specially asked the Imperial Kitchen to cook some bird's nest porridge. Your Majesty, please drink some. I would be heartbroken if you ruined your health."

Consort Shui placed the bird's nest porridge she was holding onto the dragon table.

Emperor Da Yong's tense face relaxed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, it is still my beloved consort who cares about me the most. My beloved consort, you are so thoughtful."

"Your Majesty is busy with many affairs of state. You must not ruin your health. As one of Your Majesty's concubines, it is only right that I care about Your Majesty. Besides, Your Majesty has just betrothed the Ninth Princess to my third brother. Such imperial grace is boundless. As the daughter of the Minister of Works, I really do not know how to thank Your Majesty."

Consort Shui served half a bowl of porridge to Emperor Dayong. Her gentle voice and the fragrant aroma made Emperor Dayong's heart itch. He took the bowl of bird's nest porridge with one hand, put it on the dragon table, and with the other hand, he grabbed Consort Shui's graceful waist and pulled her into his arms.

"My beloved concubine, I would much rather eat you than this bird's nest porridge..."

A gasp rang out, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being removed.

A moment later, from inside the large dragon throne came a series of rapid breathing sounds caused by some kind of movement, as well as some ambiguous turning sounds that made one blush and their heart race.

"Your Majesty, you're so naughty..."

"My beloved concubine, don't you like me being so wicked?"

"emperor……"

"My beloved concubine, oh..."

The fierce battle quickly escalated, and the temperature inside the Imperial Study soared, causing those hiding on the roof to break out in a sweat.

Lady Sikong took a deep breath, looking at the crimson battle scene below, listening to the two people's nauseatingly sweet talk, and got goosebumps all over her body. She shivered and turned to look at the man beside her.

The man beside her, however, indifferently shifted his gaze, his deep, calm eyes falling on Sikong Jin's beautiful face. His unfathomable and enigmatic gaze made Sikong Jin inexplicably shrink back. Her eyes flickered for a moment before settling on his cold and indifferent lips, making her feel even more that this man was so irresistibly handsome.

He mentally slapped himself a few times, which quickly brought his thoughts back to the present.

"Sikong Shui has a really nice figure, a classic S-shape, full breasts and a nice butt. I like this kind of figure the most, it feels so good to touch. What about you? What type do you like?"