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Chapter 695 He'll have to slink away in disgrace! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Ivan frowned and looked at Romanov: "Ancestor, what should we do now?"

It wasn't that he was unwilling to think for himself; it was simply that he felt his ancestor's experience in strategy far surpassed his own.

Romanov's eyes flashed with a cold light as he sneered, "The Witch Ancestor's move is intended to force us to reveal ourselves and confront him head-on. We will not do as he wishes and throw ourselves into disarray."

Ivan remained worried: "If we leave Matvey by that witch ancestor's side, things might change over time."

He also guessed Li Chen's intention: to cut off their connection with Matvey.

Although Matvi was his most incompetent son, which made him easy to control, conversely, Wu Zu was equally easy to control.

He worried that the shaman might use Matvi to do something unpredictable.

“I’ve already considered that,” Romanov said confidently. “But you forget that sometimes, invisible swords are more deadly than real ones. Rumors can destroy anyone’s image.”
We can secretly manipulate things, portraying the Witch Ancestor as a villain who wreaks havoc in the harem, interferes in court affairs, and bullies the emperor with his power! Once public opinion takes hold, his reputation will be ruined, and he'll be sitting on pins and needles in this holy capital. At that point, we won't even need to lift a finger; he'll have to slink away in disgrace!

Upon hearing this, Ivan's eyes lit up as if he had seen a glimmer of hope: "Brilliant! Ancestor, this plan is brilliant! Shall we begin spreading the news immediately?"

Romanov waved his hand, looking completely unperturbed: "You child, you're just too impatient. They've only just arrived in the capital, they haven't even settled in yet, and we're already rushing to throw mud at them. Our intentions are too obvious, it'll easily arouse suspicion."
"Be patient. Let the ancestral witch do something, even something trivial. Then we can seize the opportunity to magnify it and steer it in the worst possible direction."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said meaningfully, "Wouldn't you let those concubines you left in the palace 'voluntarily' approach the Witch Ancestor? Even if the Witch Ancestor can truly remain untouched by beauty, as long as there is contact, he will be burdened with the infamy of 'tainting the palace'! This is just a small sacrifice. As the person in charge of the overall situation behind the scenes, you must learn to be patient."

Ivan immediately put on a righteous and indifferent expression: "The ancestor is right! You taught me before that those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles! They are just some women. For the sake of the big picture, they are nothing."

He spoke eloquently, but his heart was bleeding.

Those concubines were all beauties he had carefully selected and doted on; he cherished each and every one of them.

As a man, especially an emperor who once ruled the world, how could he tolerate the potential risk of being cuckolded?
But since the patriarch has already said so much, if he shows the slightest hesitation, he will surely be seen as disregarding the overall situation and indulging in personal feelings.

Being an emperor, especially one who wants to regain power, certainly requires extraordinary patience.

He then reassured himself: After all, the Witch Ancestor was a peak Saint Realm expert with a firm Dao heart. He would not be tempted by beauty and would surely refuse firmly.

At that time, I can just spread rumors, thus achieving my goal while saving face.

However, Ivan completely miscalculated.

He completely misunderstood Li Chen. For Li Chen, the honey trap was not a scheme at all, but an enjoyment that was offered to him. Why would he waste it?

On his first day at the Holy Palace, Li Chen was dazzled by the stunning beauty that gathered at the center of the empire's power.

The women here are truly exceptional, having been carefully selected by the royal family. Their looks, figures, and temperament are all the finest in the world.

At first glance, Li Chen remembered the four exceptionally beautiful women.

Those who came to greet her were likely Empress Dowager Julia, who was well-maintained and looked to be in her early thirties; time seemed to have only enhanced her mature charm.

She wore a deep purple, low-cut palace dress with gold trim, which outlined her full and proud breasts in a breathtaking arc. Her waist was so slender that it could be encircled with one hand, and the occasional glimpse of her shoe tips beneath the hem hinted at a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs.

Her face carried the unique nobility of royalty, tinged with a subtle melancholy; her blonde hair and blue eyes made her resemble an empress in the snow, cold and alluring. Among the crowd, a concubine named Vorentsova also caught Li Chen's eye.

Her fiery red hair was styled into an elaborate updo, and her emerald green eyes, like the finest cat's-eye stones, held a wild and alluring quality.

She wore a scarlet, low-cut long dress, her skin as white as snow, creating a strong contrast with the dress color. Her ample breasts, almost bursting out, seemed to break free from the dress's constraints, while her waist was slender and supple. As she walked, she swayed gracefully, exuding an aggressive beauty.

This type of woman likes powerful men, especially after she sensed the power of the Witch Ancestor; the way she looked at him changed completely.

Li Chen felt that if he needed her, this woman could come and serve him tonight.

Because in the Witch Ancestor's Cave, she had already met many women like this. These women were very unrestrained, and they were willing to do anything as long as it satisfied their desires.

There was another woman hiding in the back, but Li Chen found her very intriguing; her name was Anastasia.

She has a rare head of long, silvery-white hair, like moonlight flowing down.

Her temperament was as aloof as an orchid, and she wore a silver-white corset dress. Although she was not as unrestrained as the previous two, her tightly wrapped, rounded breasts still attracted much attention.

With a tall and well-proportioned figure and long legs, she seemed like a goddess who had stepped out of a snow country myth, exuding a kind of ascetic allure.

The more timid and shy a woman is, the more Li Chen wants to conquer her.

Another person connected to Matvey is his biological mother, Golitsyna.

Her chestnut-colored hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, and her features were delicate and gentle, exuding a scholarly and graceful air.

She wore a pale yellow palace dress. Although the neckline wasn't as low as the previous dresses, the barely visible cleavage and the full curves that swayed as she walked added a touch of understated sexiness.

Her figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin, exuding maternal tenderness and allure.

Li Chen knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg.

Within the sacred palace, there are hundreds of concubines, female officials, and palace maids, each with their own unique charm and allure!

They were all exceptional beauties, dressed in gorgeous gowns. The low-cut design seemed to be the default style in the palace, fully displaying their snow-white breasts and deep cleavage.

Beneath the long skirt, her slender, jade-like legs were faintly visible.

They are either noble and aloof, charming and passionate, pure and lovely, or gentle and quiet, together forming a vivid and beautiful picture.

She exudes an air of nobility and is well-maintained; simply standing there quietly is enough to arouse a man's desire to the extreme.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, Li Chen felt dazzled and refreshed.

He suppressed the urge to immediately conduct an "in-depth investigation," but the meaningful smile on his lips already indicated that he would not let down the "great gift" that Ivan and Romanov had "carefully prepared."

This trip to the holy city seems destined to be anything but lonely.

(End of this chapter)