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Upon hearing this, Lou Yu's eyes flickered with a hint of gloom as he softly asked, "So... how is Ye Chen?"
"He's doing well. You wouldn't believe it, but Ye Chen is pregnant! He previously told me he only wanted to have Xiao Douya, and now he's already preparing for a second child."
Listening to these words, Lou Yu slowly closed his eyes, calming the turmoil within him. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "Alright, you just need to stay in the palace and accompany me. No matter who Changyu Princess tries to bring in later, I will refuse them on your behalf. All you need to do is play the role of a favored consort well. Once I find evidence against them, I will let you go."
"Then give me a timeline."
"Three months," Lou Yu replied decisively. "Regardless of whether evidence is found in that time, I will send you away. Is that acceptable?"
"Acceptable."
Ming Xiting suddenly reached out and slapped Lou Yu's palm with a crisp sound. Lou Yu was momentarily taken aback but soon returned the gesture. It had been a long time since anyone had interacted with him so closely, aside from Ye Chen.
Looking at Ming Xiting's slightly arched brows and eyes, Lou Yu felt an impulse surge within him. He grasped the back of Ming Xiting's head and pulled him close, biting down on the gland at the nape of his neck before Ming Xiting could even ask what was happening.
A deep, forest-like aura instantly enveloped Ming Xiting's entire being. He felt a shiver run through him as his outstretched hand fell limply against Lou Yu's chest.
Once the marking was complete, Lou Yu glanced down at Ming Xiting, who lay in his arms with a dazed expression. He gently shook him and asked, "Are you... alright?"
This was his first time giving Kun Ze a temporary mark, intended to keep up appearances since this act wasn't truly underway without Xin Xiang from Tian Qian involved.
Ming Xiting, still in a daze, heard the voice and weakly raised his hand to touch Lou Yu's face, questioning in a slurred tone, "Why did you bite me?"
"I gave you a temporary mark; otherwise, we can't proceed with our act. You need to carry my scent."
"Oh, I see!"
Afterward, Ming Xiting slumped weakly against him. Perhaps it was due to experiencing Tian Qian's temporary mark for the first time while Lou Yu was also marking Kun Ze for the first time. It was rare for someone of Lou Yu's age to engage with Kun Ze at all; thus, it was understandable that Ming Xiting couldn't handle it all at once.
From that day forward, Ming Xiting was conferred the title of Consort Ming. The news of a merchant's son suddenly becoming an imperial consort spread rapidly throughout the royal city. Naturally, those with ulterior motives began scheming to send their own Kun Ze into the palace.
Recently, palace servants had started placing secret bets on when this Kun Ze would be abandoned by His Majesty.
After all, Lou Yu's harem had previously been empty; any Kun Ze who offended him would be executed without hesitation. Thus, even though Lou Yu held the title of emperor, very few Kun Ze dared to develop feelings for him—after all, their lives were of utmost importance.
But now the Emperor has changed his temperament, and everyone is betting on who will be the next favored consort.
On this day, a Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet was held in the palace.
As the favored consort, Ming Xiting naturally sat beside Lou Yu, who had yet to establish an empress. He was comfortably nestled in Lou Yu's embrace, and the two of them played out a scene of intimate affection for all to see.
Lou Yan watched from the side, his eyes filled with confusion. In just a short time, his infatuated younger brother seemed to have forgotten Liu Chen. Could it be that Ming Xiting truly possessed extraordinary charm, able to make Lou Yu see him in a different light?
With Ming Xiting as a precedent, this Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet was bound to be anything but peaceful.
After only two hours, Lou Yu and Ming Xiting had already watched several Kun Ze performers showcase their talents while seated on somewhat shabby stools.
It was unclear where Lou Yan had found an exotic beauty. With her slender waist and graceful figure, she would undoubtedly be a top star in modern times. At that moment, this exotic beauty was casting flirtatious glances at Lou Yu. As she danced gracefully, she approached him and poured him a cup of wine.
Her enchanting eyes were regrettably only for Lou Yu, and naturally, he drank from the cup. Ming Xiting felt a twinge of disappointment.
However, just as Lou Yu finished the drink, he suddenly tightened his hold around Ming Xiting's waist. Sensing something unusual, Ming Xiting maintained his smile as he scanned the surroundings and quietly asked him, "What’s wrong?"
Lou Yu shut his eyes tightly, trying to suppress the desire surging within him, but the heat did not diminish in the slightest. He felt secretly frustrated; he hadn’t expected these people to remain so persistent. It must be because he had elevated Ming Xiting to consort status that they dared to act so boldly.
Struggling against his discomfort, Lou Yu whispered, "I’m not feeling well; let’s go."
With that, the Emperor left the banquet table, and everyone immediately lost interest; the lively atmosphere dispersed like birds taking flight.
At that moment, Lou Yan exchanged a knowing glance with the exotic beauty.
She immediately understood and quietly followed in the direction that Lou Yu and Ming Xiting had taken.
In the Imperial Garden, Ming Xiting supported Lou Yu as they hurried toward the Warm Fragrance Pavilion where he resided, buoyed by a bit of wine.
Ming Xiting did not understand why Lou Yu was walking so urgently. Since Lou Yu had instructed the palace servants to prepare a hot spring in advance, he assumed that Lou Yu wanted to bathe and didn’t think much of it. After all, they often played along in such scenarios.
But just as they passed around a corner ahead, Ming Xiting suddenly felt something heavy strike his knee. His body weakened, and he nearly fell. Fortunately, Lou Yu reacted quickly and reached out to catch him.
“What’s wrong?” Lou Yu lowered his head, gazing intently at Ming Xiting.
Ming Xiting rubbed his knee and replied, “I don’t know, it just feels like I’ve been hit, and it hurts a bit.”
Lou Yu glanced around warily but found no trace of anyone else. At that moment, his discomfort intensified to an unbearable level. Without hesitation, he picked up Ming Xiting and carried him down a small path, turning to the palace attendants behind him and saying, “You all return to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion. I wish to be alone with Consort Ming.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” The attendants complied and withdrew.
Carrying Ming Xiting, Lou Yu navigated through the palace's winding corridors until he finally arrived at his Hall of Mental Cultivation. This was his private space; without an imperial decree, no concubine was allowed to enter. However, since Ming Xiting was being carried by Lou Yu, no one dared to stop them.
Gently setting Ming Xiting down, Lou Yu immediately summoned a hidden guard to check his pulse. He knew in his heart that he had likely been poisoned, but for some reason, he felt an intense thirst that made him want to pull Ming Xiting tightly into his embrace.
Ming Xiting, influenced by Lou Yu’s overwhelming aura of desire, found his own feelings responding involuntarily. It was as if a tender sprout was cautiously reaching out its branches, intertwining with that deep and mysterious essence, both exploring and testing each other.
“Your Majesty, this is… a love spell,” the hidden guard concluded after checking Lou Yu’s pulse.
Lou Yu was taken aback by the words and urgently asked, “Is there an antidote?”
The guard glanced sideways at Ming Xiting standing nearby; the implication was unmistakable.
The Ming Xiting before him was the antidote.
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