The Emperor, with more men than women, made me his mistress.

Despite rushing along the way, enduring wind and rain, and later catching a cold due to the extreme cold, Leng Xuanling and his group rested for a few days in an inn. By the time they arrived in the capital of Qian Yuan Kingdom, it was already New Year's Day.

The group led their horses, looking at the festive red lanterns hanging in front of the shops on both sides of the street for the New Year. Si Ming noticed that his master looked much more haggard from the journey and carefully advised, "Master, women love to look beautiful. If you appear in front of Princess Consort Chen like this, it may damage your image in her eyes. Why don't you go to the inn to rest for a few days?"

Leng Xuanling realized that he had been so focused on getting there that he hadn't taken good care of himself, and he didn't know how disheveled he looked. He couldn't appear in front of her like this, so he nodded and said, "Let's find an inn. Everyone has had a long journey, so let's rest for a few days."

At this moment, Yue Li was unaware that the person she thought she would never cross paths with again had already caught up with her and arrived here. She was wearing a large fur cloak and standing under the eaves with her already very pregnant belly. Looking at the crystal-clear icicles hanging down, she asked Sheng Yifan to bring her a stick, intending to poke all the icicles down from the eaves.

Sheng Yifan protected her from behind, doing with her what seemed childish before.

Then, with a snap, a solid icicle fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Shao Qi took the stick from Yue Li's hand and warmed her small, slightly cold hands with his own. "A Yue, which one do you want to poke? I'll help you."

Yue Li held Sheng Yifan's warm hand that was protecting her from behind, then gently patted his arm with Shao Qi's warm hand, and said with a smile, "What's the point then? It's only meaningful to do this kind of thing yourself."

"Is A-Li feeling too bored? Why don't we go play mahjong in the greenhouse? That way, A-Li won't get cold later." Seeing that even with the hood of her cloak on, Yue Li's face was flushed from the cold wind, Sheng Yifan reached out his large hand to cover her slightly chilly face and suggested.

"I don't want to play mahjong, otherwise..."

At this point, Yue Li's eyes darted around, and a sly smile appeared on her face. "Yi Fan, you should read me a storybook instead."

Seeing Yue Li's mischievous appearance, Sheng Yifan knew that she had come up with some unexpected idea again, and sure enough, he was right.

"Ah Li, you've decided we won't dare do anything to you, so you're going to keep tormenting us like this, huh?" Sheng Yifan cupped Yue Li's face, making her pout, and then leaned down to kiss her pouting lips hard, deliberately speaking in a fierce tone.

Sheng Yifan had an inherently unruly air about him. Now, with a nonchalant demeanor, his narrow eyes deliberately glared fiercely at her, which made Yue Li find Sheng Yifan even more alluring. She grabbed his collar and kissed his lips.

How could Sheng Yifan let such a good opportunity pass by? He reached his large hand into the hood, grabbed the back of her neck, and began to take the initiative.

Yue Li was equally determined, and the two kissed passionately, their intimate sounds reaching the ears of Shao Qi, who was standing nearby.

From his position, he could clearly see the two of them locked in a passionate kiss. Watching Yue Li holding Sheng Yifan's lips tightly, Shao Qi's eyes reddened, and he wished he could step forward and take her place, to be the one Yue Li kissed.

The kiss ended when both of them were panting heavily. Only their swollen and moist lips could prove how intense their kiss had been.

Sheng Yifan looked at Yue Li, who was lying softly in his arms with eyes full of spring, and gently patted her back, waiting for her to come back to her senses from the intense kiss.

But before Yue Li could calm down, Shao Qi, who was already stunned by what had just happened, picked her up and carried her straight to his courtyard.

Sheng Yifan felt his arms suddenly empty, and when he looked up, he saw Shao Qi's resentful back. He narrowed his long eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked the lingering taste of Yue Li on his lips, but he didn't chase after him. He was just annoyed to see Shao Qi carrying Yue Li away.

Remembering that Yue Li said she wanted to eat mutton hot pot for lunch, Sheng Yifan leaned against a pillar and waited for the burning sensation under him to subside before heading to the kitchen.

At this moment, Yue Li, who was being carried horizontally by Shao Qi, was leisurely teasing the resentful Shao Qi, "Little Qi Qi, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly take me away? I was waiting to listen to Yi Fan tell me the storybook."

When Shao Qi heard Yue Li read the storybook, his breathing became a little heavier. During this period, Yue Li had treated them like storytellers, and she liked to take out the storybooks she had read before and have them read them to her when she had nothing to do.

The novels that Yue Li was reading contained bold and steamy descriptions, and as they read, they couldn't help but imagine the scenes. In the end, they unlocked many ways to achieve ultimate pleasure without needing in-depth communication.

Hearing Shao Qi's sudden heavier breathing, a smile flashed in Yue Li's eyes. Her slender white fingertips slowly traced down his chin and across his Adam's apple. Feeling the Adam's apple bobbing under her fingertips, she deliberately stopped, letting the Adam's apple tremble and slide under her fingertips.

"Looks like Xiao Qiqi is very nervous! Hmm..." As the last syllable fell, Shao Qi, carrying Yue Li, stepped into his room.

Ignoring the busy servants in the courtyard, Shao Qi slammed the door shut with his foot. He had just placed Yue Li on the soft couch when his lips, chilled by the cold wind, eagerly covered hers.

Yue Li let him caress her lips, her teeth gently biting his cold lips, as if she were eating cool jelly, cool and bouncy.

However, their lips, which had been caressing each other, soon became warm and moistened with a layer of rosy moisture.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's soft gasp came from the room, followed by a man's restrained voice, "Ah Yue, we don't need those storybooks. I'll slowly recite the ones we've read before for you."

After that, the man didn't recite any storybooks; instead, the woman's low moans became more and more frequent.

Her delicate feet rested on his shoulders, her fingers gently biting her lips, only letting out soft humming sounds from her nose.

Although he had already eaten the food he had eaten countless times and still longed for, Shao Qi wanted Yue Li's response even more.

She raised her head, her lips only slightly red from eating. She pursed her lips, swallowing the excess juice. She looked at Yue Li, who was half-reclined on the soft couch, her large fur cloak ruthlessly discarded beside her, her elaborate skirt piled up at her waist, her belly high and round, her watery eyes sparkling, and her brows full of spring.

Shao Qi's clear voice was a little hoarse as he said, "A-Yue, don't hold back. I want to hear it. That's how you encourage me."

As he spoke, he took Yue Li's hand, which was resting on her lips, and intertwined their fingers.

Listening to Yue Li's alluring moans,

Shao Qi stuck out his tongue, trying to roll all the juice from his lips into his mouth and swallow it, to make it one with him.