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He smelt a light fragrance coming from the palace maid's body. It was not strong, and was very similar to Jiu Er. His eyes started to blur as the palace maids in front of him gradually overlapped with Xi Jiu Er. He felt like he was drunk …

"Oh, I really want to!" Feng Qing Cheng closed his eyes and took in the lady's Profound Spirit Qi with an intoxicated expression. When the palace maid heard this, his face immediately flushed red. His heart was filled with joy, but her eyes were also filled with shame and joy. When he felt his chin being lifted, the palace maid was immediately surprised and happy. Her eyes were sparkling with the color of spring, truly a budding flower.

"Your majesty —" Feng Qing Cheng suddenly pressed her to the ground, as he stared down at the palace maid in a daze.

Such a voice was filled with alluring power, causing Feng Qing Cheng's head to instantly turn red. He stared at the palace maid below him as if he wanted to tear her into eight pieces and swallow her whole. The palace maid was both afraid and overjoyed as he bravely wrapped his arms around Feng Qing Cheng's neck. This man was the Emperor, he was a godlike man.

Feng Qing Cheng was completely confused by the palace maids' voices, and the image of the other lady in his mind gradually filled up. With a swipe of his hand, the palace maid's dress was ripped apart, revealing a large chunk of her bloodied skin. Feng Qing Cheng lowered his head and began to gnaw on the skin of the palace maid.

"Your Majesty …" "Don't..."

The eyes of the dancers were all filled with jealousy, but what could they do? They couldn't at least run over to replace her. They wished that the woman lying on the ground was them. Hai, he could only quietly withdraw. Yet, at the entrance, he saw a woman with a beautiful face and an otherworldly temperament. The women dressed up in the palace were all very casual, but they were all very valuable. Currently, besides the empress, there was only one other imperial concubine in the imperial harem.

It was said that this Imperial Concubine Ruan was extremely favored and carried the Emperor's first child. Her status was naturally different. Xi Jiu Er saw that the girls were bowing to him, and were looking at him with their eyes, slightly unhappy. The eunuch at the side shouted: "What are you guys standing there for, quickly go out."

When Feng Qing Cheng heard the voice outside, he immediately regained his senses. She was not Jiu Er, not Jiu Er. He actually considered someone else's body as Jiu Er's body? Although the skin of a person was smooth and tender, it was like the difference between heaven and earth when compared to Jiu Er. Every part of her body was filled with longing, as if she had been eating for a long time.

Feng Qing Cheng stared at himself fiercely. Suddenly, he heard Xi Jiu Er's cold voice, as usual, and anger rose up within him. Jiu Er, Jiu Er, you don't care about me that much? I'm so sad for you, but what about you? He was still as cold to me, not even sparing himself a smile …

I want you pain, too. I want you pain. Feng Qing Cheng immediately thought of using his big hands to rip apart the palace maid's clothes. The undergarment immediately appeared in front of him, it was made of cheap cloth and there was a rough flower embroidered on his hand. Feng Qing Cheng's appetite fell as soon as he saw it, and due to his hearing, he heard Xi Jiu Er's footsteps coming in. He went over to the palace maid's ear and ordered: "Call me loudly, the louder the call, the easier it is for you to understand, okay?"

"..." "The Emperor … the Emperor …" The palace maid was frightened by Feng Qing Cheng's pair of cold and aghast eyes. Feng Qing Cheng pinched her waist, and the palace maid immediately screamed out, crying as he thought about Feng Qing Cheng's orders. "Your Majesty, it's so painful … Servant... "

"Does it hurt? "I just want you to feel pain …" Out of the corner of her eyes, Feng Qing Cheng saw Xi Jiu Er standing next to the curtain. "Do you like me to mess with you like this?"

"I like it... Your Majesty … Servant likes the emperor. The emperor wants the Servant, right? The palace maid didn't understand what was going on. When he felt the powerful aura of the man on her body, her body couldn't help but soften. His black hair, those large hands, his breathing … Everything made her go crazy for it.

"Little demoness …" Feng Qing Cheng smiled charmingly: "The taste of fresh women is still better, much better than that Jiu Er." As he said that, he made the palace maid follow what he said. The palace maid felt pain from his pinching, as he didn't understand what he meant. He cried and asked: "Is Servant really as good as Imperial Concubine?"

Even if she knew that Feng Qing Cheng's words were fake, she was still happy.

"Of course, the fact that I liked her and admired her in the past is a matter of the past. Right now, I don't like her at all. Icy cold and heartless. I don't have a hint of femininity and I don't know how to please you." Feng Qing Cheng said while his heart was bleeding. He did not want to say it, but Jiu Er, why do you always have to hurt me like this? I'm going to hurt you now, too, to give you a taste of me.

"The Emperor is the zodiac, all the beauties in the Wind Nation are yours. She's just a woman, what's the need for the Emperor to take things seriously?" The palace maid's words came from the bottom of her heart. She did not say anything, just like what was in front of her, a woman who had already gone insane from love and adoration. Even though she was born a lowly palace maid, unlike those from famous Miss, her love did not lose to anyone.

"That's right. As the emperor, there should be three thousand beauties in the imperial harem. All the beauties in the world …" Feng Qing Cheng said as he raised his head to see Xi Jiu Er slowly walking over, her face still as calm, without any hint of happiness or anger. When Feng Qing Cheng saw this, he was immediately angered. He crawled up and pointed at Xi Jiu Er: "What are you, from today onwards, I, Feng Qing Cheng, will no longer like you, nor will I give you another glance. It's as if you are violating the rules of this table …"

With a palm strike, the table broke into two halves … He looked at Xi Jiu Er, and immediately bowed to Xi Jiu Er: "Servant greets Imperial Concubine."

Although Xi Jiu Er did not say anything, nor did she have any expression, she still rushed in front of the palace maid in an instant, and knocked the palace maid down to the ground with a slap. The next scene shocked everyone.

A crisp slap sounded out. The air in the hall seemed to have been sucked dry, and everyone's breathing became hurried. Feng Qing Cheng looked at his hand in a daze. What, what did he do just now? He actually hit Jiu Er? He must have lost his mind, Jiu Er was his life, how could he bear to fight?

Xi Jiu Er tilted his head and stared coldly ahead, slowly turning his head to stare straight at Feng Qing Cheng, his face was so calm that it looked as though she had not been slapped in the face. Only Feng Qing Cheng did not dare look at her, he was afraid.

"Dong Zhu, let's go." When Feng Qing Cheng heard her words, he immediately wanted to stop Xi Jiu Er, but he could not! He waited until the hall returned to silence before he slowly stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, his expression sluggish. The palace maid called out softly, "Your Majesty …"

"Scram!" Feng Qing Cheng roared: "Scram as far away as you can."

"..." Yes, Servant, Servant will piss off now. " The palace maid quickly donned his clothes and ran, but he was already badly ripped by Feng Qing Cheng, he could only run around like a mouse.