His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

Ji Yuan, as an empress, was born with long golden hair. Although she had been imprisoned for a long time, she never missed washing and grooming herself every day, and she still looked quite clean.

As the weather gets colder, judging by the time it's coming, it should be snowing in Da Xi soon.

However, the Imperial Preceptor's residence was a blessed place, with a particularly pleasant climate in winter and summer, so the coolness from the outside world could not penetrate into the residence.

Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed as usual, but... she wanted to change her position.

Her teeth were clenched, and her beautiful eyes held a murderous glint.

When she was alone, she always felt a sense of pent-up frustration that she couldn't express.

This feeling of being completely controlled infuriated her.

"call!"

Ji Yuan exhaled, her chest heaving, her hands clenched into fists behind her back, straining to the sides, the ropes binding her making a creaking sound.

From that day at Jingxin Villa, she was at a complete loss.

It's all because of this damned magic weapon.

"try again."

Ji Yuan rallied his spirits, contracting all his muscles as the power of the ninth level of the Profound Realm spread throughout his body.

The innate dragon energy also surrounded his entire body, exerting pressure on the golden ropes binding him.

The Emperor's Dragon Aura.

Ordinary people cannot see it, but Qi cultivators can vaguely see it.

All rulers of states are protected by two vital energies.

Firstly: the fate of the nation.

Secondly: Dragon energy.

Protected by the nation's destiny, cultivators dare not act rashly, otherwise the consequences of the nation's destiny backfiring would be unimaginable.

However, this backlash on the nation's fortunes does not take a fixed form, nor does it appear immediately.

But it does exist.

National fortunes can be strong or weak. Strong nations have strong national fortunes and strong backlashes, while weak nations have weak national fortunes and weak backlashes.

As for dragon energy.

That is what the monarch can mobilize. This dragon energy is actually related to the fate of the nation. The dragon energy of the monarch of a strong nation is naturally strong, while that of the monarch of a weak nation is naturally weak.

Dragon energy can weaken magical artifacts, block spells, and also backfire on cultivators.

In addition, dragon energy has a powerful deterrent effect on mortals.

Ji Yuan had been to the immortal mountain and knew this very well.

That's why I felt so frustrated.

Because that invincible dragon energy was completely useless against the ropes binding him.

Being controlled by others is already difficult enough, but to be unable to move and forced to sit idly on the bed every day, feeling utterly bored, is even worse.

"Failed again."

Ji Yuan gritted her teeth, already somewhat resigned to her fate.

at this time.

The door was gently pushed open.

Ji Yuan looked over with anger, but her gaze froze for a moment. The person who came was not Xu Bing, but a beautiful woman.

Judging from their attire...

Could it be a maid? ... Ji Yuan's mind raced with thoughts.

And the other side.

Song Si stood frozen at the doorway, her heart pounding.

Sure enough, I met the real Ji Yuan here.

She had a feeling that was both unexpected and reasonable; Ji Yuan was indeed in Xu Bing's hands, and indeed in the Imperial Preceptor's residence.

But... looking at Ji Yuan at this moment, she had a different feeling: Your Majesty, you've finally met your match.

That majestic and awe-inspiring Empress Da Xi.

She was tied to the bed like a delicate, beautiful woman who had been kidnapped by bandits.

She looked disheveled and somewhat embarrassed, as if waiting to be picked.

The emperor of a nation has fallen to such a state.

One can imagine what their feelings were.

Song Sixin's mind raced. She felt a pang of sympathy for Ji Yuan, but dared not show it. She furtively glanced around.

There were no crows around.

But... high in the sky, there is probably another eagle watching the situation here.

She used the Shadow Step, a movement that is not a magic technique but rather a "magical art" that can make people feel disoriented and unable to concentrate.

It is equally effective against birds and beasts. If the white eagle in the sky is indeed observing this place, this footwork can work on it.

Song Si placed the food on the table, walked over to Ji Yuan, and gently untied the white cloth from his mouth.

"Cough cough cough cough." Ji Yuan coughed a few times, looked at the maid, and frowned. "Did Xu Bing send you?"

"Yes." Song Si nodded.

She didn't dare reveal her identity directly because she didn't know if Xu Bing still had surveillance methods in place to observe this place.

She needs to observe her surroundings again to make sure everything is alright.

"Heh." Ji Yuan sneered and cursed, "This fellow is living a good life, he even dares to hire maids."

Ji Yuan looked at Song Si and asked, "What did he say to you? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Song Si shook her head and gently brought over the food. "I only know that you are a very special person."

"The Imperial Preceptor has instructed me to take charge of your meals from today onwards. I hope you will cooperate." Song Si picked up a piece of food and brought it to Ji Yuan's mouth, saying this at the same time.

Unexpectedly.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yuan flew into a rage, her eyebrows furrowing as she cursed, "What does this scoundrel mean?!"

"Now you're too lazy to even see me?"

Her chest heaved up and down, giving the impression of a surging tide.

It's dazzling.

Song Si's expression was strange. Why did His Majesty look like he had been cheated on by a scumbag?

"You may leave." Ji Yuan glanced coldly at Song Si and said, "Go back and tell that scoundrel that if he wants me to eat, he must feed me himself. Otherwise, I would rather starve to death than eat a single bite!"

Seeing this, Song Si gave Ji Yuan a deep look, "After thinking it over, it seems that this is the only way."

Ji Yuan remained unmoved and chose to close her eyes and rest.

Song Si frowned slightly. She had deliberately emphasized half a syllable in "thought it over and over," but Ji Yuan did not notice.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up the rice bowl again. "You should eat some. If you don't, the Imperial Advisor will punish me."

A hint of annoyance flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes.

This maid is so ungrateful; like master, like slave.

"I don't want to say it a second time, I just want to see Xu Bing."

"Hmph, don't think that you can get rid of me by sending a maid."

Song Si actually understood where Ji Yuan's anger came from.

Xu Bing's decision to send a maid to take care of Ji Yuan at least indicates that his situation has become more stable.

This also means that Ji Yuan is trapped in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, one step further away from freedom.

It might... stay like this forever.

Another problem is that after arranging for maids to take care of him, Ji Yuan's contact with Xu Bing will inevitably decrease.

This made it difficult for Ji Yuan to assess and observe this opponent in real time.

This is not the situation she wanted to see.

All she could do at that moment was throw a tantrum and act tough. It was also a sign of her helplessness.

"You should eat," Song Si said again, her eyes changing as she looked at Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan was about to angrily rebuke him, but when she met his gaze, she suddenly felt that it seemed somewhat familiar.

At that moment, she vaguely grasped something, her mind raced, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

“You are…” Her lips parted slightly.

"Hmm." Song Si nodded almost imperceptibly, brought over the food, picked up a large cabbage, and fed it to Ji Yuan.

The anger on Ji Yuan's face gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable embarrassment. Her toes, inside her cloth shoes, curled up in embarrassment.

Her expression was extremely unnatural. She guessed that the maid was Song Sihou, which gave her a feeling of being horrified when an acquaintance broke into her bathroom.

"Song... my beloved minister, please do not tell outsiders about my embarrassing state." Her ears were burning.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Song Si nodded and asked, "How are you doing, Your Majesty?"

"Look at me like this, how can I possibly get better?" Ji Yuan said with a wry smile.

While feeding Ji Yuan, Song Si lowered her voice and told Ji Yuan about some things that happened at the Imperial Preceptor's residence.

She said that she now enjoys Xu Bing's deep trust, and from now on she will be responsible for Ji Yuan's daily life. However, she is currently unable to use magic, so she must remain cautious.

Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, and she felt a little more at ease. She then told Song Si what she knew.

"By the way," Ji Yuan's eyes flickered slightly as she asked the question that concerned her most, "how is the court doing these days?"