Wen Zhong left the Ancestral Temple.
Before leaving, he gathered the Imperial Guards on duty at the Ancestral Temple and told them to keep tonight's events strictly to themselves. Not a word was to get out.
Afterward, with the Imperial Guards escorting him, Di Xin returned to Shouxian Palace.
As usual, Su Daji came out to welcome him.
Unexpectedly, this time he didn't return to his own bedchamber. Instead, with Daji helping him, he went to her chambers.
It was a room with a big bed.
At last lying on a big bed again after so long, Di Xin was filled with emotion.
Having a beautiful woman beside him in bed had once been one of his fantasies in his previous life.
But after transmigrating as Di Xin, he already had several women in his harem, yet he had continued to live like an ascetic. He was probably the most miserable emperor in history.
What could he do? He was kind, rational, and had a powerful will to survive.
And... he was also a gentleman who cherished women. That part was true.
But all the good things had been ruined by the Fox Spirit before him. He had no choice but to deal with her carefully, putting on an act.
Seeing the Great King come to her chambers, Su Daji was thrilled. Like a newlywed wife, she bustled around personally, tending to him by washing his feet, cleaning his face, and helping him undress.
Then, full of anticipation, she lay down on the bed. This was their first intimate encounter.
Soft and warm as jade!
Di Xin's hands weren't behaving, and neither were Daji's.
In the end... nothing happened.
Finally, Su Daji's hands grew sore. She didn't want to keep trying, and soon fell fast asleep.
Nothing happened that night.