After becoming pregnant, the cold-hearted nobles all went mad.

Shen Lingyi didn't know where her anger came from; she just felt irritable and yelled, thinking it wouldn't have any effect.

To everyone's surprise, Pei Heng really stopped struggling, and the taut chain loosened as a result.

A soft, slightly hurried knock came from outside the hall.

Shen Lingyi glanced at him, then went to open the door. Outside stood Eunuch Fuquan: "What can I do for you, Eunuch?"

"His Majesty ordered this chain to be made a long time ago," Fuquan explained, glancing inside with concern. "He also ordered this old servant to come and check, and if the Second Miss is injured, he will take you away."

"Was the Second Miss injured by His Majesty just now?"

Shen Lingyi's feelings were complicated: "No, the chain is very tight."

Fu Quan breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard a roaring voice from inside. He trembled in fright and was about to persuade Shen Lingyi to leave when he heard her say, "Now that you're here, do you have the key to unlock the chain?"

"Absolutely not!"

After Fuquan exclaimed in surprise, a hint of annoyance appeared on his face. Pei Heng didn't want to hurt Shen Lingyi, so he instructed the chief steward beside him. To be fair, he also wanted His Majesty to get better.

But he could not disobey His Majesty's decision, much less send Shen Lingyi to her death.

In this situation, Pei Heng is out of control and could potentially kill someone without realizing it.

Shen Lingyi, however, was very firm: "Eunuch Fuquan also heard it. The more His Majesty is tied up, the more irritable he becomes. If this continues, Qing Le's efforts will be wasted. And I don't want my efforts to be abandoned halfway."

Fuquan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately felt sorry for the pain mixed in with that roar, and handed her the key.

Shen Lingyi told him to close the door, then turned and went back into the hall.

Pei Heng fell silent when he saw her return, his reddened eyes staring intently at her.

Anyone who saw that look would feel a chill down their spine, but Shen Lingyi not only didn't, she also untied the chain. Almost as soon as she finished this last step, the man pounced on Shen Lingyi on the bed.

Shen Lingyi hissed.

Beneath Pei Heng's sharp teeth, a faint smell of blood seeped from his neck.

She grabbed his hair, her voice full of displeasure: "You should learn from a dog how to lick people."

Pei Heng is currently not fully conscious, so there's no need for her to keep calling herself "your subject"; that would reveal her true nature.

Pei Heng paused, and indeed slowed down his movements.

It only took a few seconds for the bite to turn into a gentle nibble, and the hot breath fell on the delicate skin, raising goosebumps.

He had no idea when to stop, kissing her from her cheek to her neck, and then down to her collarbone...

Shen Lingyi's black hair was spread out on the bedding, like a blooming flower, extremely beautiful.

As she let out a captivating moan from her slightly parted red lips, she didn't forget to stroke the man's head gently: "Yes, just like that... lick gently, don't use your teeth."

"Good dogs are all like that."

She didn't notice that the man's gaze was no longer as clouded as before.

After venting his frustrations, Pei Heng was easily brought back to his senses. He hadn't quite realized what was happening when he buried his face in Shen Lingyi's body, but now, hearing her voice, his eyes finally cleared completely.

Poor Shen Lingyi was completely unaware of this and was still diligently teaching this out-of-control man.

She was on a small boat, the water rippling and the boat rocking back and forth, casting dappled shadows of the moon overhead, while the sound of water filled her ears.

The feeling of being in control is just too wonderful.

Until the man, still engaged in labor, leaned close to her ear and hoarsely asked, "Do you like it this way?"

Shen Lingyi's voice suddenly changed tone.

"No, I don't like it..."

"I saw you were having a lot of fun just now, and now you're going to teach me how to be a good dog, hmm?"

"Your Majesty, I was wrong."

The woman's plea for mercy was gentle and melodious, more moving than the nightingale's song. Even a palace door could not conceal the passionate feelings filling the room. The sound reached outside, and several palace maids immediately blushed.

I never imagined that the emperor, who always seemed so serious and solemn, would be like this in bed.

Fu Quan kept his eyes straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Even as the night wore on, he couldn't resist knocking on the palace door and softly reminding them, "Your Majesty."

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from inside; instead, the sound that had just weakened became even louder.

He looked up at the sky and hissed, wondering if His Majesty's body could withstand such torment.

As it turned out, Pei Heng was in good health. Despite being up all night, he was still able to get up the next day. However, with a soft, warm body in his arms and the room filled with fragrance, he decided to take a day off and skip the morning court session.

Not to mention that the ministers knew what the emperor, who had always been diligent and never missed a morning court session, felt when he suddenly stopped attending court.

Shen Lingyi felt that she was not far from being separated from her family.

If she hadn't taken time to recover and hadn't been given one nourishing meal after another in the past few days, she probably would have collapsed from exhaustion in bed last night.

Even so, she didn't want to get up.

The two embraced tightly on the bed. After a while, Shen Lingyi felt hot all over and couldn't help but push Pei Heng away, saying, "Get away from me, you're so hot."

Pei Heng: "You should get up."

Shen Lingyi mumbled, "I'm not getting up... I'm so tired, I'll sleep a little longer."

"So delicate." Pei Heng couldn't help but chuckle, but he didn't force her to get up. He let her continue to rest, while he lay down for a while before getting dressed.

Shen Lingyi heard a rustling sound, and after a long while, she looked up and asked, "What are you holding?"

Pei Heng brought over a set of clothes: "Made by the palace weavers, wash them and change into them later."

The dress that Shen Lingyi sent last night is practically useless now. She hasn't decided what to wear yet, but Pei Heng has already thought of it.

The skirt was made of silk, and the stitches were so fine and dense that she could only envy it.

Indeed, how could the weavers in the palace be bad at their craftsmanship?

Shen Lingyi wasn't one to sleep in late; she was just tired. She would only lie in bed for half an hour before getting up to take a bath. Like Pei Heng, she was someone who couldn't stay still.

A royal physician entered carrying a medicine chest, which Shen Lingyi saw from behind the screen.

After getting dressed, she went outside.

As expected, it was Qing Le who came. He knew what had happened last night, but he didn't even look up. He only focused on fulfilling his duty and took Pei Heng's pulse.

Pei Heng looked up, his voice no longer hoarse from the night before: "How are you?"

Qing Le: "Most of the poison has been cleared, but some residual poison still needs to be expelled slowly."

Shen Lingyi almost lost her balance.

How many more times will yesterday's events happen?

She glanced at Pei Heng, then at Qing Le, who had an upright expression, and felt that one of the two must be plotting against her.

Pei Heng saw Shen Lingyi's convulsing expression and found it amusing. He coughed and said, "No rush. Since the method is effective, the poison will be cleared sooner or later."

Shen Lingyi breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, she almost thought she was going to be exhausted to death in the palace.

Qingyue packed her medicine box and left.

Pei Heng walked towards her, first raising an eyebrow, then saying, "Your skirt isn't tied properly."