They've already breached the palace, yet all they ask of me is an edict of self-reproach.

Upon hearing Zhao Ji's suggestion, Empress Qi was taken aback and didn't react for a moment.

She thought to herself, "His Majesty's change of attitude is too fast. Just a moment ago he looked like he wanted to devour her right away, but now that we're in bed, he can calmly play games with her."

However, Empress Qi was always gentle, virtuous, considerate, and sensible, so she naturally would not refuse Zhao Ji's suggestion.

Empress Qi asked, "What game would Your Majesty like to play?"

Empress Qi knew without even thinking that it was some kind of naughty game.

After all, how many games can men and women play in bed?

Zhao Ji smiled mysteriously: "Rock, paper, scissors."

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Now it was Empress Qi's turn to be dumbfounded.

Rock, paper, scissors?

This wasn't the kind of naughty game she had envisioned.

However, when Empress Qi heard Zhao Ji explain the rules of the game, she was so ashamed that she dared not raise her head.

Zhao Ji continued, "Since it's a game, there must be a punishment. If the Empress loses, I will take off one of your clothes; if the Empress wins, she will take off one of my clothes."

Living in a feudal dynasty, Empress Qi had never seen such a game that defied the rules of the times, and she was so embarrassed that even her voice softened.

"it is good."

Although the rules of the game were too advanced, Empress Qi would not refuse any request Zhao Ji made at this moment.

After Empress Qi agreed, she asked, "And what about the reward?"

There must be a reward in addition to the punishment; this was Empress Qi's subconscious thought.

"This is the reward."

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he suddenly pounced on her, pressed his cherry lips to hers, and knocked open her teeth.

Empress Qi let out a soft moan, as if she wanted to say something, but at that moment she could no longer utter a word.

"Your Majesty is so wicked..."

Empress Qi thought to herself wistfully, but quickly added in her mind, "But I like it so much."

After a long while, when Zhao Ji felt that the empress beneath him was having trouble breathing, he reluctantly separated them.

Empress Qi, blushing slightly, quickly said to ease the awkwardness, "Your Majesty, let's begin the game."

Zhao Ji was naturally more than happy to oblige and immediately began the game.

"Rock, paper, scissors..."

"Scissors!"

"Stone!"

In the first round, Empress Qi won.

Zhao Ji was punished by having his dragon robe removed by Empress Qi.

Empress Qi also received a reward, but this reward left her panting heavily.

The magnificent phoenix robe was now somewhat disheveled.

While his mouth was enjoying itself, Zhao Ji naturally wouldn't neglect his hands.

A pair of large hands began to do one strange thing after another.

After an incense stick has burned.

Zhao Ji looked at his last pair of underwear and felt extremely depressed.

Isn't rock-paper-scissors a game of probability?

How come I didn't win a single game from start to finish?

Empress Qi, sitting opposite Zhao Ji, had received a series of rewards and was now somewhat confused and disoriented. Her body was burning hot and she had completely gone limp.

"Your Majesty, shall we continue playing?"

Empress Qi chuckled and asked.

Although she was the one who suffered regardless of winning or losing, Empress Qi wished she could suffer like this every day.

Seeing Empress Qi's alluring appearance, Zhao Ji could no longer suppress his restless heart and immediately pounced on her.

Although Empress Qi was prepared, she still couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Zhao Ji stared at Empress Qi's affectionate peach blossom eyes, lightly pecked her eyelashes, and said with a mischievous smile:

"Of course I want to play, but I'll play with someone else."

"How about finding someone else to play with?"

Empress Qi looked at her lover with some confusion and doubt.

"Yes, let's change the object of our play. Let's not play games anymore, let's play... the Queen."

"Then I'm doomed to lose."

Empress Qi knew that men cared a lot about winning or losing in that area, so she subconsciously tried to please Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji laughed heartily: "If the Empress can still get out of bed tomorrow, then I will admit defeat."

"it is good."

Empress Qi responded softly, but in her heart she was thinking that no matter what, she would pretend to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow.

As Empress Qi exclaimed "Good!"

Soon, illuminated by the candlelight, a phoenix robe fluttered to the ground.

Then came a light blue undergarment.

The red waves surged, and a romantic tale of love and beauty began.

In the quiet bedchamber, Empress Qi's soft, melodious singing could be heard all the time, but this unparalleled bliss could only be enjoyed by Zhao Ji.

……

5:00 AM (卯时).

Zhao Ji temporarily ceased the fighting and picked up the phoenix robe from the ground to drape over Empress Qi.

Empress Qi, who was able to catch her breath, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had not expected that His Majesty would be so powerful.

In addition, since she was a virgin, she almost cried several times.

Fortunately, His Majesty was considerate of her and softened after sensing her unusual emotions.

"His Majesty……"

Empress Qi called out softly, her eyes filled with tenderness for her lover.

However, just when Empress Qi thought the day was about to end, she sensed something was wrong.

Because Zhao Ji had already carried her to the dragon throne.

"His Majesty!"

Empress Qi immediately became a little nervous.

If this continues, she really won't be able to get out of bed.

"Your Majesty, do not panic. How could I not cherish and pity a beautiful woman?"

"But……"

Empress Qi felt something was wrong with her body, and for a moment she was speechless with bitterness.

In this situation, how could she dare to spoil Zhao Ji's enjoyment?

"I won't die, will I...?" Empress Qi thought to herself, feeling inexplicably afraid.

Zhao Ji embraced Empress Qi's soft, delicate body: "Does Your Majesty not trust me?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Of course... I believe..."

Although the unusual physical condition made Empress Qi speak with a soft, breathless voice, she still chose to comply.

Zhao Ji smiled slightly and transferred the Yin and Yang energies condensed from the Yin-Yang Imperial Scripture into Empress Qi's body.

During the day, he spent time intimately with Mu Qingyi at Lingxu Temple, and the third level of the Yin-Yang Imperial Scripture broke through two more shackles. He had just obtained Empress Qi, and the shackles broke through three more.

Zhao Ji has now broken 7 of the 18 shackles on the third level of the Yin-Yang Imperial Scripture.

Zhao Ji clearly felt the changes in the Yin and Yang energies within his body.

Empress Qi was not as skilled as Mu Qingyi, but she was able to last so long on her first try, which was naturally due to the support of Zhao Ji's intermittent transfer of Yin and Yang energies during the process.

Zhao Ji discovered that the Yin-Yang Qi condensed by the Yin-Yang Imperial Scripture could actually enhance the opponent's physique and improve their cultivation level.

However, this is on the premise that Zhao Ji must take the initiative to send out the Yin and Yang energies.

In other words, Empress Qi did not practice martial arts and had no martial arts foundation, so she could absorb very little of Zhao Ji's cultivation. However, Zhao Ji's entire power came from Mu Qingyi, so his power was extremely profound.

Therefore, even though Empress Qi only gained some power, it was enough to alleviate her physical ailments and make her radiant again.

"Could this be the secret of the Yin-Yang Imperial Scripture? If I were to cultivate with the Imperial Preceptor in the future, wouldn't his power drain all my energy at once?"

Zhao Ji felt a lingering fear, but when he thought of his aunt's exquisite body, which was like a work of art, that he had seen in Lingxu Temple during the day, he couldn't help himself.

Dying beneath the peony blossoms is a romantic death.

Zhao Ji felt that as long as Luo Qingwei didn't take his life, everything else was acceptable.

Nourished by the Yin and Yang energies, Empress Qi felt warm all over, her previous fatigue gone. Coupled with the depth of her emotions, she inexplicably uttered:

"Your Majesty, you want me."