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Wen Ningmo stood up after administering the acupuncture, feeling the awkwardness in the air. The person they had saved was fine, but the Emperor was aging and should not be too excited due to indulgence. It would be better for Yun Ji to be cautious; if something were to happen, the Empress might not survive.
“Strategy level, damn it, this must be the dark value,” he thought.
Yun Zhi Yue responded briefly, resting silently in Luo Bai's embrace. Seeing that it was not her concern, Wen Ningmo took the initiative to use lightness skills and slipped back through the hole in the roof.
Inside, only the two embracing and the slumbering Emperor remained, while Luo Bai's words carried a stormy undertone. The servant was already busy establishing Si Li Jian, knowing that the Emperor’s body wouldn’t hold out much longer. The Imperial Power of Da Feng would surely have to contend for dominance.
The Empress could find an opportunity to secure her favor; this way, she wouldn’t have to serve in bed anymore. Once successful, the servant guaranteed that she would be the most esteemed in the harem.
Yun Zhi Yue sneered inwardly. The most esteemed in the harem? Who did she look down upon? Did she not have ambitions? Not only did she have them, but they were even greater than his.
The bed service would continue; the palace needed to rise even further so that there would be more power to speak later on. Bai, the palace really wanted to help you!
Luo Bai’s gaze darkened as he tore open her clothing again, his fingers tracing over those marks as he spoke hoarsely: “Empress…”
Yun Zhi Yue feigned ignorance. “What’s wrong? Are you concerned about the Emperor touching me?”
“How strange,” she continued. “Why do you care? We’ve always been like this, playing our roles and achieving mutual success. Isn’t that understood between us?”
Luo Bai stared intensely at Yun Zhi Yue, shadows swirling in his eyes that sent chills down one’s spine. Yet Yun Zhi Yue seemed oblivious as she wriggled free from his embrace and adjusted her clothing.
With a meaningful tone, she said: “Bai, you wouldn’t have developed feelings for me, would you? Have you misunderstood something? Crossing boundaries with you is merely for practicing Fang Zhong Shu; getting close is just seeing you as a support. This is not romantic; have you forgotten I am a eunuch?”
“The effects of Fang Zhong Shu are quite good,” she added with a smirk. “Just look at how the Emperor is now; we won’t need to practice anymore. His body can’t take it; you should stop.”
“Strategy level, Cao Cao Cao! Yun Zhi Yue, you’re incredible—playing everyone around like puppets!”
That night, Luo Bai’s expression was indescribable to Yun Zhi Yue; if forced to describe it, it would be something that sent chills down her spine. In any case, Luo Bai said nothing at all. After leaving that day, he did not see her alone again for over a month in the palace.
The concubines brought into the palace were under strict regulations. Fang Jieyu was pregnant and unable to serve the Emperor, while the Noble Consort was confined, leaving the others silent and fearful, unwilling to compete for his favor.
Now, only she remained bold enough to attend to the Emperor. Although it wasn't a nightly affair filled with revelry, the Emperor had grown increasingly infatuated with her. By the time she left the palace, her rank had risen to Zheng Si Pin Yun Gui Yi, just one position below Fang Jieyu.
Such rapid promotions were rare, but she was the only one who experienced this continuous ascent.
The day before returning to the palace, she was in the palace garden with her maid, Cui Ling, searching for suitable plants to take back to her Yao Xian Palace when she unexpectedly encountered Qin Wangzi Feng Yu.
Gui Yi seemed to have a fondness for flowers and plants; there are many rare varieties in his residence. How about presenting some to the Empress after returning to the palace?
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