Senior brother is so awesome!

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Qing'er pondered for a moment with her dull eyes, then lifted the curtain and bent down to go out. A moment later, she heard a loud shout outside that they should get back to work. Qing'er came in and helped her out of the carriage. Coming out of the enclosed space and smelling the fresh air outside, her mood relaxed a lot. Looking around, she saw a vast expanse of mountains and fields, with wild grass stretching to the horizon. The sunset over the long river was so magnificent. There was no one around, but it seemed a bit desolate.

"Don't look around, they won't come to save you." A mocking voice rang in her ears. Qing'er had retreated to a short distance away without her noticing. Liu Tingpei, dressed in a magnificent aristocratic robe, stood beside her. His black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his broad, round forehead, thick eyebrows, and large eyes gave him the appearance of a handsome middle-aged man. She thought that if it were before, she might have admired his uprightness and mature, refined temperament. But now, she only felt that the person in front of her was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and that he was so dirty beneath his dignified exterior.

She squinted her beautiful eyes at the setting sun on the horizon, and parted her red lips slightly: "Judging others by one's own standards." After saying that, she turned to leave, feeling utterly disgusted with every moment she spent with him.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed from behind and she was pulled into his embrace. The arrogant aura emanating from him made her very uncomfortable, but she was helpless and could not break free. She heard him say with a mocking tone, "Tonight, the caravan will stay at an inn in the town ahead. How about my beloved concubine serves me in bed then?"

She frowned and said coldly, "Don't touch me! You're delusional!" Although she spoke toughly, she was actually afraid that he would do it, because given her current disadvantage, she would be unable to resist if he forced himself on her.

"Oh? My beloved consort, you'd better get used to my presence sooner or later. From tonight onwards, you will be with me day and night." He closed his eyes, enjoying the faint fragrance emanating from her. She was indeed fierce and untamed, but sooner or later she would be his! Let those six fools go searching; anyway, that inn had already been burned to the ground!

Yang Shanshan was thinking about how to break free from his grip when a wave of nausea hit her. She gagged a few times, and the person behind her noticed her discomfort and let go. She ran to the side of the road and bent over to vomit until there was nothing left in her stomach. Only then did she manage to suppress her nausea, touching her flat stomach and smiling bitterly. "Baby, are you trying to save your mother? No matter what, you must grow up well. Shall we make a promise?"

Liu Tingpei gazed at the petite figure by the roadside, his dark eyes gradually darkening. A sudden, uneasy thought arose in his heart: was this unborn child an obstacle for him, or an even greater bargaining chip? His heart, which had never wavered in years of power struggles, was now wavering. No! He silently warned himself, but a strong premonition told him that this woman was definitely his doom!

Back in the carriage, the smell had mostly dissipated, and the earlier reaction had left her feeling weak and listless. Qing'er subtly placed a soft pillow on the spacious seat, her voice flat and devoid of any inflection, "Your Majesty, please take a nap. We'll wake you when we get off the carriage."

Although she knew that Qing'er was sent by Liu Tingpei to monitor her, she still said gratefully, "Thank you, Qing'er." As she spoke, she lay down and for some reason felt that the carriage was slowing down. Not wanting to think about it, she comfortably lay down on the wide seat and fell asleep.

A strange glint flashed in Qing'er's eyes as she gazed at the woman who was so beautiful she seemed unreal, and finally, she let out a sigh. (Search "Haitian Chinese" on Baidu to read the latest chapters.)

Because the group was dressed as merchants and dressed in very luxurious clothes, the inn arranged for them to have a top-class room. After entering the room, they removed the veils covering their faces, ate their meal without tasting anything, and were just about to lie down on the bed to catch up on some sleep when Qing'er had someone bring over a large wooden tub filled with fragrant hot water and said respectfully, "Please bathe and change, Your Highness. The Emperor will come to have you serve him in bed later."

She frowned. This man had such a heavy taste! He even dared to sleep with a pregnant woman! Whatever, she had been jostling in the carriage all day and just wanted to take a hot bath. But Qing'er insisted on serving her a bath.

"Qing'er, I don't like having someone serve me while I take a bath. You go ahead and do your thing."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This is His Majesty's will. This servant cannot leave your side for even a moment."

With a numb expression and a stiff tone, the Emperor meant he was afraid she would run away or do something rash, right? Hmph, doesn't he see her current situation? Her pregnancy is unstable; if she escapes and is hunted down, she'll surely die. It seems there's no room for negotiation; he might as well continue to treat her like a pillar!

After removing her outer garment, her flat stomach, which had not yet become pregnant, revealed her exquisite figure. Her body was completely free of any scars. Qing'er stared blankly at the peerless woman, so alluring. No wonder the Emperor had gone to such great lengths to abduct her. Thinking of her own scars, she felt inferior and gloomy.

Yang Shanshan sighed comfortably as she sat in the large wooden tub, the water level just reaching her neck. She let her hair down and rested it against the edges of the tub. Rose petals floating on the water clung to her body, making her skin appear even whiter and smoother. Qing'er walked behind her and whispered, "Your Majesty, shall I give you a shoulder massage?"

"Okay, after sitting all day, my shoulders are a bit stiff."

Qing'er had practiced martial arts, and her technique was moderate in strength. She pressed the acupoints accurately. Before long, she felt her eyelids were too heavy to open, but she was reluctant to leave because it was so comfortable to soak in the warm water. Gradually, she fell into a deep sleep.

She dreamt that she had returned to the cave. On the simple wooden bed, their winter clothes were still laid out, and the wild fruits on the stone table looked delicious. However, she couldn't find her husband anywhere. She searched and searched, and finally found him bathing with his back to her in the magical hot spring. She ran over happily, calling out to him sweetly. But as she got closer, her husband slowly turned around. Everything seemed normal, except that the silver mask on his face was gone, and what appeared before her was none other than Zhong Zhichen's appearance!

Her eyes widened in shock as she screamed, but found herself unable to utter a sound. She watched as the arrogant man, a wicked smile playing on his lips, drew ever closer. "Cicada, my Cicada, your husband has been waiting for you for so long..."

"Ah!—" She suddenly woke up to find herself still soaking in the water, though she didn't know how long she had been. The water had cooled down a bit. She took a deep breath and patted her chest with lingering fear. Why would she have such a strange dream? What's wrong with her husband? Where is her senior brother? Perhaps it's because that annoying person has been mentioning Sanqing Mountain in front of her all the time lately.

As she thought about it, she stood up from the water and picked up the thin white water veil that was placed to the side. The semi-transparent material felt very delicate against her skin. She liked to use it as pajamas because it was much more comfortable than cotton.

After fastening her belt, she suddenly realized there was another person in the room. His heavy breathing reminded her that it was a man! She turned around abruptly and saw a tall, burly man standing not far from the wooden tub. Upon closer inspection, she recognized him as Liu Tingpei. Looking around, Qing'er was nowhere to be seen. Only his clenched fists and wide-eyed glare, with veins bulging on his neck, reminded her that this man was aroused, and had been holding back for a long time.

Seeing that he was staring at her body, she looked down and saw that the semi-transparent water-smoky nightgown offered absolutely no cover. Clinging wetly to her body, it not only failed to conceal her but also exuded a seductive allure! She quickly crossed her arms and hugged herself, shouting at Liu Tingpei, "Is this the kind of despicable person the Emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom is who peeps at people bathing?!"

Liu Tingpei could hardly bear the beast called lust within him. Gazing at the exquisite female body before him, which had nowhere to hide, he felt a surge of heat. Her long, dripping hair clung to her small face, and her delicate features formed an expression of anger. However, in his eyes, all of this seemed to be shyness. There was no clothing under her clothes, and this visual feast of half-revealed and half-revealed beauty almost made him grit his teeth in suppressed anger!

"You are my concubine. It is your honor to be able to witness a beauty emerging from her bath." The words that came out were strangely hoarse.

She frowned and glared angrily at the self-righteous man: "What nonsense are you spouting! Get out!" She had no suitable weapon at hand, so she could only use her inner strength to throw the water in the wooden bucket at him!

However, after several rounds, his tall figure rushed over quickly, swiftly grabbing her hand and lifting it above her head, slamming it against the wall! Unable to exert any strength with her hands, she defiantly kicked his groin with her legs. Unexpectedly, the kick revealed her fair and slender legs, which Liu Tingpei caught with his sharp eyes, instantly creating an incredibly hot scene. The man grabbed the woman's hands with one hand, and the wide sleeves of his robe slipped down, revealing her two slender arms. One of her jade-like legs was pulled up from the knee to his waist by the man's other hand, and in an instant, spring's beauty was exposed!

Liu Tingpei looked down at her with a mocking gaze in his wide, tiger-like eyes. The delicate, smooth touch of her skin made him reluctant to let go. "Little girl, do you think you can stop me with your mediocre skills?"

Yang Shanshan was tightly bound and unable to move. Her beautiful eyes blazed with anger, wishing she could burn him to ashes. Just as she was about to curse him, her lips were fiercely sealed by his. The man's wild advances left her nowhere to escape. He entangled her small, fragrant tongue with his and wouldn't let go until her leg, which was standing on one leg, ached and her lips felt a slight sting. Only then did the man suddenly pick her up and gently place her on the bed. He then leaned down and continued the deep kiss from before. However, no matter how much she struggled against the man on top of her, he was as unaffected as a wall of bronze.

She sobbed, secretly hating her own powerlessness, until the man easily removed the water pipe gauze from her body, leaving his marks on every part of her. But just as she bit her small fist, thinking she was about to lose her virginity to him, Liu Tingpei suddenly stopped, his eyes bloodshot like a beast that had been starving for a long time. Yang Shanshan seemed to hear him gritting his teeth, and she suddenly rolled off the bed and slammed the door shut as she left!

Confused about the situation, she lay blankly on the bed, letting her tears soak her hair until her exposed body felt cold. Only then did she come to her senses, grab the quilt and cover herself with it. After crying, she hugged the quilt and slowly stopped sobbing. She didn't know whether to be happy or angry. She was angry that he had taken advantage of her, but happy that he had stopped at the last step and hadn't actually violated her!

Qing'er entered silently and saw her master still sobbing on the bed. She sighed silently.

After a sleepless night, I went downstairs the next day with dark circles under my eyes. Since I had no appetite, I asked Qing'er to accompany me to the carriage to wait for them to finish eating. I lifted the curtain and looked out the window. The morning sun was shining on the quiet town. In front of the breakfast stalls that had opened early in the morning, vendors were calling out to the passing merchants. I felt a little stuffy in my chest, so I took a deep breath, lowered the curtain, and leaned against the carriage.

A white dress came into view, but Qing'er was nowhere to be seen. It was actually that scoundrel Liu Tingpei. He rolled his eyes and closed them to rest. Sure enough, pregnant women shouldn't stay up late.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Liu Tingpei smiled elegantly, "Did my beloved concubine sleep well last night?"

"None of your business." She parted her red lips slightly and uttered four words with a distant expression.

"Ha, do you know that I didn't sleep a wink last night and spent the whole night soaking in cold water?" Her voice gradually rose, and Yang Shanshan frowned and picked at her ear. "What does that have to do with me!" She didn't open her eyes at all.

He clenched his fists, but when he looked at her swollen red lips, all his anger suddenly dissipated. If he couldn't have her, he could at least kiss her.

He leaned in, lifted her delicate chin, and kissed her. To his surprise, the woman didn't resist, and his heart leaped with joy. But as soon as he touched her red lips, a sour, rotten taste assaulted his senses. His quick reflexes caused him to pull back, but the woman instead held his head tightly and deepened the kiss...

Yang Shanshan smiled slyly, wiping her clean mouth with a gauze handkerchief. She watched as Liu Tingpei fled, lifting the curtain as if to escape. Unsurprisingly, he vomited as soon as he got out of the car. She laughed triumphantly, "Let him seek thrills. How about it? How does this morning sickness feel? Unforgettable, lingering on your lips and teeth for three days, isn't it!"

He heard a horrible laugh, and his stomach churned even more violently...

Along the way, due to Yang Shanshan's various circumstances, the original ten-day trip was extended to fifteen days. After discovering that no one was coming to rescue her, her heart sank. Every time she pressed Liu Tingpei about her husband, he would dismiss her with the lukewarm reason that as long as she obeyed, her husband would be safe and sound. The longer it went on, the more anxious she became, wondering where he was, whether he was well, how he was eating and dressing, and whether he had suffered...

Upon arriving at the foot of the Xuanwu Kingdom's palace, everyone had changed back into their palace attire. Except for Liu Tingpei, who wore a dark red dragon robe, everyone else wore black robes. She guessed they were probably members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard or something similar. As for her, as the Yue Chen Consort, whom the emperor had personally brought back, she naturally had palace maids personally do her hair and makeup. Her black hair was styled with a gold hairpin, which, while not adorned with countless pearls and jade, weighed heavily on her head. Moreover, she was transported to an extremely luxurious carriage, with a phoenix spreading its wings on the roof. The entire carriage seemed to be made of gold and inlaid with gemstones, and even the two horses were decorated with gemstone saddles. She exclaimed in amazement, "Is the Xuanwu Kingdom really that wealthy?"

Yang Shanshan lifted the curtain with her delicate hand, prostrating herself all the way and shouting "Long live the Emperor!" She covered her mouth to suppress the surging passion in her heart. No wonder so many people throughout history have wanted to be emperor. So this feeling of being revered by all people, like being surrounded by stars, is so wonderful? She lowered the curtain, pouting and cursing Liu Tingpei, who was riding a horse in front of her. Power really does cloud one's mind!

Upon reaching the palace gates, she heard a group of women kneeling and bowing sweetly, "Long live the Emperor! Long live Consort Yuechen!" The sounds were lively and cheerful, but something about it sounded so awkward. Her husband had brought women in from outside, and they were expected to kneel and greet him. The feudal system was truly a curse.

After a moment of silence, a man in a dark red dragon robe lifted the curtain, his voice both noble and gentle. "My beloved consort, please alight from your sedan chair." Though his deep, middle-aged voice was soft, it sent ripples through the hearts of everyone present! Their emperor, whom they regarded as a god, was actually condescending to lift the curtain for a woman and using such a gentle "please"?! A wave of intense jealousy washed over the crowd. Yang Shanshan had already made many enemies even before she had shown herself.

Ignoring his outstretched hand, she slowly stepped out of the magnificent sedan chair, her head ornaments clattering as she bowed, the exquisite jade pendants making a melodious sound. The other women, forgetting all decorum, knelt and looked up at the woman showered with affection. A woman in a bright yellow palace dress stood before them like a celestial princess, her eyes sparkling yet seemingly containing unfathomable depths. Her high, delicate nose was charming yet unpretentious, her red lips vibrant as cinnabar, and her skin a healthy, rosy complexion untouched by makeup. She wore a floor-length, bright yellow robe embroidered with a soaring phoenix, beneath which lay a moon-white bodice revealing a deep, alluring cleavage. A jewel-encrusted jade belt adorned her slender waist, and a long, flowing skirt reached the ground. Her presence alone was enough to overshadow everyone else, drawing all eyes to her and inspiring a deep, heartfelt reverence.

"Your Majesty, Consort Yue has just arrived and dares to disregard you. No matter how much you favor her, the rules cannot be disregarded!" A dignified female voice rang out beside her. Yang Shanshan frowned, staring at the heavy headdress. It was a woman in a dark red, floor-length gown. Her slender, phoenix-shaped eyes were adorned with floral decorations, and her high-arched eyebrows gave her a sharp, sarcastic look. Her red lips were alluring. Ah, what a beautiful woman! But the intense jealousy in her eyes made Yang Shanshan narrow her eyes. Why was she looking at her like that? Wait, the color of her clothes... it's similar to the color of Liu Tingpei's dragon robe! Could it be...?

Before she could think further, she heard the woman cover her mouth in shock and exclaim, "You, Consort Yue Chen, how dare you wear a bright yellow phoenix robe! This is utterly disrespectful to the ancient God Emperor! Guards! Drag this vixen away and burn her alive!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Liu Tingpei's stern and angry voice rang in her ears, "Empress, do you think I'm dead?"

---Aside---

Six senior brothers will be here soon to rescue their junior sister~ What do you all think of Liu Tingpei?