Liu Liu’s heart ached with torment, the physical pain far less than the emotional. She truly cherished all four of her maids.
No matter which of them had done this, she couldn’t bear it. Her mind rapidly scanned the recent situations of the four maids. Only one seemed off – Qiao'er? Why would Qiao'er drug her?
She had rescued Qiao'er herself. She remembered when they first entered the palace, Qiao'er had been willing to stay out of the palace forever just to accompany her. But why would she want to harm her?
She had gritted her teeth in the heavenly prison that day, so why drug her now? Liu Liu’s body felt feverish, her heart ached, and her flushed cheeks looked exceptionally unpleasant.
Nangong Yue, who was farther away, couldn't see his lady’s abnormality clearly. He simply cupped his hands and bowed, “Nangong Yue greets Your Ladyship. May I know why you summoned this humble official?”
Nangong Yue felt a surge of excitement. He hadn't expected his lady to want to see him. No matter her purpose, he was somewhat pleased. He waited for a long time but heard no sound from the high seat.
Besides Nangong Yue, even maids like Cui’er and Cai Xia found it strange. What was wrong with their lady?
Cui’er, who was standing behind her lady, stepped forward. She saw that her lady’s pupils were blood-red, and the fetal birthmark became even more alluring. Her entire body was like a scarlet-red shrimp, almost cooked, and Cui’er cried out in alarm.
“Lord Nangong, quickly see what’s wrong with Her Ladyship!”
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yue knew Liu Liu was in trouble. He flickered and landed beside Liu Liu, swiftly extending his fair hand like white jade to grasp Liu Liu’s arm. In an instant, his expression turned grim, flashing with rage. His black pupils were like a thousand-year-old ice pool, freezing with killing intent.
As soon as Liu Liu felt the masculine aura emanating from Nangong Yue, she felt every cell in her body come alive. She longed to hold onto him tightly, to tear off the restraints on both of them, and using the last shred of her sanity, she spoke calmly, “What have I been drugged with?”
“Aphrodisiac, and an overdose at that. It’s remarkable Your Ladyship has held out this long,” Nangong Yue said grimly.
“Who would dare do such a thing?” Suddenly, it dawned on him. It seemed the Empress hadn't sent for him. But the little maid who called him was from the Empress’s side. It seemed that maid had been bribed. He couldn’t bother with the maid’s matters now. More importantly, how could he save his lady? Such a potent dose was incurable by medicine; there was only one way…”
“Ah!” Liu Liu’s expression changed, her face turning somewhat pale. She waved her hand, signaling Nangong Yue, “Hurry and leave, immediately.”
Cui’er and Cai Xia, seeing their lady suffering so, were already terrified and crying. They knelt on the ground, pleading with Nangong Yue in unison, “Lord Nangong, please save Her Ladyship!”
For a moment, Nangong Yue was moved. However, the little reason he had left pulled him back. He couldn’t do something that would betray the Emperor, betray Liu’er. His pupils deepened, and he shot out of Weiyang Palace as fast as lightning. Liu Liu’s body heat had already reached a point where her will was becoming muddled, her breathing heavy and rapid. She urgently commanded Cui’er.
“Help me into the sleeping chambers immediately, seal the palace doors, and allow no one to enter.”
“Your Ladyship!” Cui’er cried inconsolably, knowing that her lady intended to use her internal energy to expel the drug.
But if this method worked, Lord Nangong would have certainly helped her with his internal energy. Clearly, this method was useless.
However, she had to try. She extended her hand, and she and Cai Xia quickly helped the Empress into the sleeping chambers, settling her onto the large bed. Following their lady’s instructions, the two young maids closed the sleeping chambers’ large doors. Liu Liu raised her hand and added an internal latch from the inside.
At this point, she was already lost in a haze of passion. Her mind was filled with men’s faces – Feng Xie’s, Feng Lie’s, Nangong Yue’s, Zhan Yun’s, and Hua Wuyou’s faces, interleaving constantly. She felt a powerful urge, longing for a man to be before her at that moment so she could rush towards him, overpower him, and release the burning desire within her.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt blood surge upwards, as if it were about to spray from her nostrils. She reached up to touch her nose and found it bleeding. Her hands steadied, and she quickly circulated her energy, forcefully suppressing the fiery heat within her. However, waves of destructive feelings washed over her, bringing her waves of pain, and her consciousness began to drift.
Could her internal energy not resist this lustful energy? Would she die from unfulfilled desire?
In front of the sleeping chambers, Cui’er and Cai Xia listened to their lady’s occasional pained moans from within the hall, their hearts filled with anxiety. They paced back and forth before the door, tears streaming down their faces.
Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew. A figure in imperial yellow appeared at the sleeping chambers’ door like a ghost. His face was ashen, and his voice, sinister and cold, roared in anger, “Why are you crying? Where is Her Ladyship?”
Cui’er looked up. It was the Emperor, his face full of rage. The Emperor glared fiercely at the two palace maids. Cui’er, in a panic, pointed to the sleeping chambers, “Her Ladyship is inside! No one is allowed in, and we can’t get in.”
Feng Xie reached out and pushed the door forcefully, but it didn't budge. Impatient about Liu Liu’s condition inside, he couldn't afford to care about anything else. He swiftly raised his hand, and his internal energy blasted the door open. From afar, he saw the figure curled up on the bed was completely unresponsive.
He had heard from Nangong Yue that this aphrodisiac was potent. If one forcefully tried to expel it with internal energy, it could lead to a backlash and death. Would Liu’er…? Feng Xie, on the verge of madness, flashed inside and coldly commanded the two palace maids behind him.
“Go wait outside. Don’t let anyone in.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Cui’er and Cai Xia, though inexperienced in such matters, understood what aphrodisiacs were. They figured the Emperor would help their lady with the antidote, and perhaps their lady could be saved. The two quickly retreated.
Feng Xie walked step by step towards the bed, looking at the petite figure curled up in a ball. He swiftly reached out and pulled her into his embrace. He saw that her small face was flushed crimson, and even the fetal birthmark had faded considerably.
Her delicate, long eyebrows were now tightly furrowed in immense pain. Her long, curled eyelashes were utterly adorable. The pink lips beneath her small nose were a vibrant, luscious color. He only heard his own Adam’s apple bob eagerly, and his entire body burned.
Although he felt pity for the suffering she endured, he also felt an indescribable joy.
Feng Xie had never allowed his consorts to touch him. At this moment, the woman below, lost in a haze of passion and unconscious, was like a spell.
Her small hand casually slid to his chest, sending waves of numbness through him. He realized the magic of women was not to be underestimated. It ignited waves of fire throughout his body, making him want to roar and liberate his desires.
What’s more, the woman didn't stop her caresses, continuing to tease him. It turned out that a woman who appeared cold on the outside was so fiery on the inside.
Feng Xie couldn’t help but smile wickedly. He liked women who were passionate in bed; they were so endearing. A smile curved his lips, and with a sweep of his hand, the gauze curtain fell.
Even though he desperately wanted to possess the woman below without restraint, he still considered her purity. He carefully removed her restraints, revealing her petite and exquisite body, like a piece of fine jade. It was utterly unbelievable, and a tidal wave of desire engulfed him.
It turned out to be a true piece of fine jade, hidden beneath her tightly bound clothes. “Born a siren” was not enough to describe her; she was like a delicious delicacy prepared for men.
His breathing quickened, and he became frenzied. Never before had a woman made him feel this way. He only wished to drown in this ecstasy and never wake up.
No wonder some said beautiful women were the cause of chaos. It was truly so. He smiled, and with a sweep of his hand, he arrogantly pressed down. Tonight, she was his dessert.