The new emperor's first decree upon ascending the throne was to forcibly take his cousin as his

Xie Chengyan tightened his grip on her arm. "After looking at the flowers for so long, shouldn't you look at me now?"

Ruan Xianrong simply couldn't understand how someone could get so worked up over the flowers in the garden.

Thankfully the weather has turned cooler now, otherwise she really suspected that this person would drag her into a wild sex session.

Afterwards, Xie Chengyan, satisfied, embraced her and kissed her on the lips. "Go to sleep if you're tired."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Ruan Xianrong tentatively asked, "Your Majesty..."

"What did you call me?"

"......cousin."

He's really sick; he just loves being called "cousin."

During sex, he would force her to moan like that, what kind of fetish is that?

"Cousin, I miss my mother."

The previously ambiguous atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Sensing the deeper meaning in his eyes, she immediately changed the subject, "Didn't you ask me to come see you at the Council Hall? I'll go tomorrow."

Xie Chengyan showed no surprise, as if he had known her thoughts all along.

He held her tightly in his arms, unable to move. "So all this time, Niannian was coaxing me so she could leave me."

"No, I just want to go home and visit. I'll come back after I've been there."

He pinched her hard. "Do you want to go back to see your parents, or do you want to see your fiancé?"

His hands roamed over her body, deliberately teasing her sensitive spots.

Her timid and vulnerable demeanor, compared to her previous resistance, indeed made him even more eager.

But that doesn't mean he's lost his mind.

He chuckled softly, his fingertips caressing her lips with a gentle touch, as if handling a precious jewel, yet his eyes held a chilling depth. "Niannian, don't even think about lying to me."

He lifted her chin with his fingertips. "You should know I won't let you go."

He slid his hand down, pulled her curled-up legs apart, and locked her beneath him again.

A shadow fell over him. "It seems I didn't try hard enough just now, which is why you had the energy to keep thinking about leaving and about other men."

His kisses landed on the side of her neck, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.

"I didn't... um..." Her words of explanation were cut off.

The kiss was anything but gentle; it was filled with a violent possessiveness, as if it wanted to devour all her thoughts that shouldn't have been there.

Ruan Xianrong could no longer maintain her pretense and seized every opportunity to hurl insults.

"Xie Chengyan, you bastard, you pervert, you beast! What will it take for you to let me go?"

Xie Chengyan kissed away her tears, but his movements didn't slow down; instead, they became even more intense.

"You are mine, mine alone. I will never let you go in this lifetime."

He rolled her over, then suddenly increased the pressure, eliciting a short, startled gasp from her.

"Stop testing my limits. All you should be thinking about is how to please me."

"As for going home?" He pressed his lips to hers, his tone icy. "Wherever I am, that is your home. Forget about it."

When he refused to listen to reason, Ruan Xianrong became uncooperative and resorted to punching and kicking.

"I don't want to! Let me go!"

However, the difference in strength between men and women was too great. She was almost completely enveloped by him and quickly ran out of strength.

After an unknown amount of time, the commotion inside the bed curtains gradually subsided.

She was uncomfortable lying down, so she raised her aching arm and covered herself with her undergarments.

Exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Even the most optimistic person wouldn't be happy being locked up here.

If things continue like this, what good days will she have left?

The following day, Nguyen Hien Dung went to the Council Hall as promised.

Xie Chengyan was reading memorials. She placed the snacks she had brought on the table for him and turned to go to the low couch next to her.

He held her hand. "Feeling stronger today?"

"fine."

"Then grind it for me."

Ruan Xianrong: "..."

She knew it.

She flung his hand away and sat down on the low couch.

She wouldn't do that kind of work. Her arms were already sore, and she'd want to grind something too? Grind my foot!

Xie Chengyan chuckled, "If you're bored, you can find a book to read."

There was a bookshelf on one side of the low couch, so Ruan Xianrong went to browse through it and opened the door to a new world.

No wonder Xie Chengyan tormented her in different ways every day, mastering all sorts of positions with ease; it turns out he learned it all from here.

Keeping this kind of book in the office...does that mean I have to take it out to study it every now and then?

She glanced quickly at the upright, dignified figure who appeared serious and earnest when reviewing memorials, but in reality, he was a hypocrite, a beast in human clothing, and a degenerate scoundrel!

He usually acts all respectable and detached from worldly desires, but he puts this thing in a solemn and dignified place like the Council Hall.

Her face flushed red and then turned pale. Even though we live in an age of information overload, she wouldn't dare to do such a thing, even with it so blatantly displayed.

Xie Chengyan frowned as he pondered state of affairs, while simultaneously pulling out a book and flipping through it... The scene was too beautiful to bear.

The book slammed shut with a loud "snap," startling the person behind the desk.

Xie Chengyan looked up, his gaze sweeping over the book in her hand. His eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and a faint smile flickered in his eyes.

"What? Niannian is interested in this book?"

Interested my foot!

She glared at him fiercely, then changed to another book, and several more of them were the same kind of book.

Xie Chengyan seemed to be in a good mood. "If Niannian is curious, she can take a look and learn more."

Ruan Xianrong really wanted to throw the book right in his face.

Who wants to enhance this understanding?

She turned around, picked up a soft pillow, buried her face in it, and pretended to be dead and asleep.

The hall was quiet, with only the sound of folding paper breaking the pages.

She had never felt this sleepy before; ever since entering the palace, she has been feeling sleepy all the time.

She glanced back at Xie Chengyan, realizing she wouldn't be able to finish reviewing the papers anytime soon, and then went to sleep peacefully.

She had a dream after falling asleep. In the dream, she was tied up and couldn't break free no matter what she did.

Xie Chengyan reappeared in front of her, his eyes filled with a sinister intent, as if he wanted to kill her.

I was instantly startled awake.

As my thoughts returned to normal, I realized that I felt unwell all over and had difficulty breathing.

An arm was draped around her waist, and her head was buried in Xie Chengyan's chest, their posture intimate.

It was almost sunset outside, but Xie Chengyan was still sleeping. I've never seen such a lazy emperor.

She gently removed his hand and slowly began to pull him out, but before she could move out, his arm around her waist reached out again and pulled her back.

"Where to?"

"It's getting late."

Xie Chengyan closed his eyes slightly and held her without moving.

I initially thought she was still not fully awake, but gradually, the hand around my waist started moving around erratically.

She grabbed the hand that was reaching inside her clothes. "No."

The hands behind her pulled her closer, touching something. She cursed under her breath, "Disgusting!"

His lips pressed against mine, his breath scorching. "If Niannian doesn't want to stay here... then go there."

She looked over and saw the dragon throne at the head of the council hall...