Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The next morning.

Jiang Yining got up with dark circles under her eyes. She had just finished washing up when Lao Zhao came over.

"Young Madam, we've found it."

Old Zhao pulled a slip of paper from his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Prime Minister Ji has a gathering at 'Drunken Immortal Pavilion' tonight. It's the largest dance hall in the capital, but I heard that when Prime Minister Ji is entertaining guests, he never calls any girls."

"Never called her 'girl'?" Jiang Yining raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, it's said that this Grand Secretary is not interested in women and is a gentleman. Some people even say that he... is impotent."

Old Zhao said in a gossipy tone.

Jiang Yining sneered.

gentleman?

"Then I'll test his limits."

Jiang Yining turned around and went back into the house, rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

She pulled out all her dowry, picked out a few large silver notes, and also took the bag of luminous pearls that Chu Sikong had given her.

If an agreement can be reached, this will be the bargaining chip.

If they can't reach an agreement...

"Old Zhao, go and get things ready."

Jiang Yining instructed, "Come with me to Zuixianlou tonight."

Old Zhao was startled: "Young Madam, how could you go to a place like that? What if someone sees you..."

"The Chu family is about to be wiped out, what's the point of having any shame?"

……

As night fell, Zuixianlou was bustling with activity.

Jiang Yining changed into an inconspicuous set of men's clothing, and together with Lao Zhao, booked the private room next to Ji Lingxiao's.

The soundproofing here is excellent; you can't hear what the neighbors are saying at all.

Jiang Yining ordered a pot of tea and waited for the drinking party to end.

They waited until the middle of the night.

Finally, there was movement next door: the sound of footsteps leaving and the sounds of people exchanging greetings and saying goodbye.

The noise gradually subsided.

Jiang Yining gave Lao Zhao a wink.

Old Zhao understood immediately and quietly slipped out.

A short while later, a commotion suddenly broke out downstairs.

"Oh no! Lord Ji's horse has spooked!"

"Help! The horse has gone mad!"

The servant boy who had been standing guard at the door next door hurriedly ran downstairs to check the situation.

The opportunity is here.

Jiang Yining slipped into the private room next door.

The private room was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

The usually aloof and high-ranking prime minister was now sitting on a soft couch by the window, his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed.

The jade crown on his head was slightly crooked, and a few strands of hair hung down in front of his forehead, making him look less cold and hard than usual, and more like an ordinary person.

I have to say, this person is really good-looking.

Even when drunk, his face was flawless, with high brow bones, a straight nose, and thin, sharp lips.

Jiang Yining turned around and closed the door, then bolted it shut.

"Lord Ji?"

She gently patted his shoulder, but he didn't wake up.

How can we talk when someone's drunk?

At this moment, Jiang Yining suddenly had an idea.

Ji Lingxiao, a scion of a prominent family, cherishes his reputation and is most afraid of it being damaged.

If he assaults her while drunk, and then they have something on him...

This was already a last resort, but Jiang Yining had no other choice.

"Lord Ji, I'm so sorry."

Jiang Yining muttered softly, "I'm just trying to save my own life. Please be magnanimous and let's talk about it after the Chu family is out of danger."

Jiang Yining gritted her teeth, steeled her resolve, and reached out to untie the sash of her outer robe.

The man's outer robe slipped to the ground, revealing the white undergarment underneath.

After all, it's just for show; they're not really going to sleep together.

Jiang Yining climbed into bed and carefully lay down next to Ji Lingxiao.

The man beside me smelled of pleasant, cool pine resin mixed with the scent of alcohol; it wasn't unpleasant.

Jiang Yining stood stiffly, not daring to breathe.

As long as I can hold out until he wakes up, I can turn the tables on him...

At that moment, the man beside her suddenly moved.

"hot……"

A low murmur escaped from his throat.

Jiang Yining was startled. Before she could react, a large, hot hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

That hand was incredibly strong, like an iron clamp, squeezing her bones until they ached.

"water……"

Ji Lingxiao closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

With his other hand, he unconsciously began to tug at his collar, tearing open most of his already disheveled clothes to reveal his strong and muscular chest.

Jiang Yining blushed and her heart pounded as she looked away.

"Let go of my hand, I'll go get you some water."

She tried to break free from that hand.

But Ji Lingxiao couldn't hear him at all; instead, he pulled even tighter.

"Don't go..."

He exerted a sudden force.

Jiang Yining felt dizzy and was pulled over by him, crashing heavily into his hard chest.

"Hmm!"

My nose hurt terribly from the impact, and tears were welling up in my eyes.

Before she could even get up, Ji Lingxiao flipped over and pinned her down.

The two switched places instantly.

Jiang Yining stared wide-eyed in horror.

By the moonlight streaming in through the window, she saw Ji Lingxiao slowly open his eyes.

Those eyes, usually as clear and cold as ice and snow, were now murky and hazy, with dark red blood vessels surging in their depths, as if they wanted to devour a person.

"Hime... Lady Hime?"

Jiang Yining's voice was trembling.

Ji Lingxiao stared at the person beneath him, his vision blurred.

He felt that the woman in front of him had dazzlingly white skin, and the faint scent of peach blossoms emanating from her was like a hook, making him restless and hot all over.

That evil fire surged wildly within him, burning away all his reason.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Yining pressed her hands against his chest, desperately trying to push him away: "I'm Jiang Yining! From the Chu family!"

"Jiang...Yining?"

Ji Lingxiao uttered these three words, his eyes momentarily blank.

"The name sounds nice."

He lowered his head, his nose touching hers, his hot breath spraying onto her face.

Are you hot too?

Jiang Yining was going crazy: "I'm not hot! Get out of my way!!"

Ji Lingxiao shouldn't be like this, right? Could someone have drugged him?

"I'm so hot..."

Ji Lingxiao wouldn't listen to her at all, like a thirsty traveler who had finally found water.

He suddenly lowered his head and bit Jiang Yining's neck.

"what!"

Jiang Yining cried out in pain.

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?!

Jiang Yining panicked and raised her knee to strike his groin.

However, Ji Lingxiao seemed to have anticipated her movements and suppressed them.

"Don't move."

He looked up, a trace of blood on his lips—the blood from Jiang Yining's neck.

That cool and aloof face appeared exceptionally alluring.

"Move again, and I'll kill you."

Jiang Yining dared not move, glancing down at the folds of shadow below.

This person... is fierce!

Ji Lingxiao seemed quite pleased with her obedience.

Without hesitation, he kissed her directly.

The kiss was not gentle; it even carried a hint of punishment.

Jiang Yining pounded on Ji Lingxiao's shoulder desperately, but her strength was no different from tickling him.

Ji Lingxiao loosened his fist at some point and ran his fingers through Jiang Yining's hair.

"Well……"

The moon outside the window is shining brightly, like a cradle.

A little bluebird flew in, its back to the moonlight, its curious little eyes peering out.

The windowsill was vibrating beneath its little paws, making it a little unsteady on its feet.

The little bluebird comes to perch by this window every night, and people usually feed it.

For some reason, the people inside seemed to be arguing tonight, and no one paid any attention to it.

The little bluebird paused for a moment, then suddenly noticed that the tall man seemed to be devouring the flesh of his own kind. Its little head tilted back and forth, unable to understand, and its feathers bristled in fright.

It flew away in a hurry.

It had to quickly send a message to its fellow birds: there was a cruel human here who had eaten his own kind and would certainly not spare the weaker little bluebird.

Jiang Yining felt like she was suffocating; she had never imagined that she would actually be involved.

The man, who was originally like an immortal descended to earth, cold and composed, revealed a fierce and ruthless side.

Jiang Yining could only bite her sleeve tightly, afraid to make a sound lest someone hear her.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately following was the servant's panicked voice.

"Sir! Sir, are you alright? There was some trouble downstairs just now, I..."

"roll!"

Ji Lingxiao didn't even turn his head. With a roar, his powerful internal energy shook the doors and windows, making them vibrate.

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Jiang Yining, with a burst of strength she didn't know she possessed, bit his shoulder.

I used all my strength.

Ji Lingxiao grunted and paused.

The sharp pain for a moment eased some of the confusion in his eyes, restoring a brief clarity.

"Madam Chu...?"

Ji Lingxiao's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze sliding from the woman's disheveled hair, past her stubborn eyebrows and eyes, and finally landing on her slender neck.

Upon realizing the situation of the two people, he froze.

Jiang Yining opened her mouth, panting heavily, and glared at him through gritted teeth.

"Lord Ji, are you sober now?"

The current chief minister and a newly widowed young woman.

Ji Lingxiao felt a throbbing sensation in his temples and focused his attention to suppress the strange feeling in his body.

There's something wrong with the drinks tonight. Who dared to be so bold?

"What are you doing here?"

Although his voice was still hoarse, it had regained its usual coldness.

Seeing that Ji Lingxiao had regained consciousness, and knowing that things had already come to this point, Jiang Yining had no choice but to give up and do whatever she wanted.

Instead of pushing him away, she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him down slightly.

The distance between the two closed again.

"The adults are bullying me..."

Despite the pain, Jiang Yining breathed softly into his ear: "If you don't give me an explanation tonight, the whole capital will know tomorrow that the Grand Secretary took advantage of his drunkenness to commit a crime and raped an innocent woman."

Ji Lingxiao frowned slightly, caught in a dilemma, a thin layer of sweat quietly forming on his forehead.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open a crack.