Plan for Attending the Bedchamber

Long Yue walked along the corridor, her steps much lighter than when she came.

"The Dragon Lord possesses the Ancient Dragon Blood, and can also transform into Dragon Form, so he must have accumulated a great deal of power over time."

She silently thought to herself that her initial idea of self-sacrifice was gradually changing.

The phrase "dedicating oneself to the Dragon Lord" has been replaced by "considering the physical and mental health of the Dragon Lord."

"How can we not arrange for someone to serve us in bed?"

Thinking of this, Long Yue raised her eyes and looked at the lights in the distance.

Since no one else is going to make the arrangements, I will.

But Ye Jianwei's word is not enough in this matter.

Even the Dragon Lord's own words don't count.

The one we should really be looking for--

Her gaze passed over the many palaces and landed on the tallest pavilion.

That is the residence of the current Patriarch the Qin Clan.

Qin Fuhai, Qin Wangchuan's grandfather.

If this person disagrees.

Long Yue continued to look up at the sky.

Above the empty sky stands the Qin Clan's special Small World: the Longevity Heaven.

That Heavenly Emperor is up there.

She wanted to volunteer herself.

--

Three days later.

Long Yue stood outside the Patriarch and took a deep breath.

After being reported through multiple levels of government, she was finally summoned.

"Come in."

An old and deep voice came from inside the hall.

Long Yue pushed open the door and entered.

Qin Fuhai sat at the head of the table, holding a booklet in his hands. He looked up at her when he heard the sound.

"The True Dragon Clan Lord Long Yue?" He put down the booklet. "Speak, what is it?"

Long Yue stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

He took a thin booklet from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"This is..."

Qin Fuhai took it and casually flipped through it.

Then, he froze.

The Divine Son's Bedchamber Plan?

Qin Fuhai was taken aback, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter echoed in the hall, startling the servants outside the door who exchanged bewildered glances.

"You're really funny."

"Indeed, that's how it should be." Qin Fuhai nodded with a smile, casually flipping through the pages, intending to skim through them.

However, after just one glance, he was stunned again.

This time, he didn't pay attention to the candidates or the schedule.

Instead--

How did she manage to figure out Qin Wangchuan's daily habits, including his most subtle preferences, in just a few days?

Moreover, these plans...

"Um."

Qin Fuhai raised his eyes and re-examined the woman before him. "I heard you're in charge of your clan's internal affairs?"

Long Yue nodded. "Yes."

"Are you alone?"

"With someone assisting me, all I need to do is manage the overall situation."

Qin Fuhai nodded thoughtfully.

He was now certain that the woman before him possessed talent.

The ability to govern.

In addition, her looks, figure, and background are quite impressive.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Fuhai suddenly spoke:

"Wangchuan has some scattered forces under his command."

Long Yue listened attentively.

"Although he has a good eye, and those forces have their respective leaders, they still lack someone to connect them."

Qin Fuhai looked at her, his gaze deep.

"There is never a single tree in this world that stands alone."

"No matter how powerful a force is, if it cannot unite, it can still be destroyed."

"The same goes for Wangchuan. He's currently traveling alone, but he'll definitely need it in the future."

"So--"

"I hope you can assist him in this regard, becoming the one who connects the scattered forces."

"To make those people completely his own."

Long Yue's eyelids trembled slightly.

Qin Fuhai continued, "However, it wasn't easy for Wangchuan to gather those forces, so I won't let you take over directly."

"Let's find you some work at the Qin Clan first, and then gradually expand your scope once you're fully familiar with the situation."

Long Yue was originally the Dragon Lord's servant, and she couldn't have asked for such an opportunity.

Her voice was firm:

"Long Yue will definitely cherish this opportunity."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

She slightly raised her eyes, her gaze falling on the booklet in Qin Fuhai's hand.

"So, this proposal...?"

Qin Fuhai followed her gaze and then chuckled.

"Haha, of course I agree."

He handed the booklet back to her, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Go ahead and do it."

What does it mean for a grandfather to betray his grandson?

That's it.

Long Yue accepted the order and withdrew.

That evening, a decree was delivered to Qin Wangchuan.

Then, he froze.

"To serve in bed?"

He stared at the order on the paper; yes, it was an order.

His brows furrowed little by little.

Although after fusing with the True Dragon Bloodline, I did feel a certain intensity in that area.

But it shouldn't have come to that extent, right?

After thinking for a moment, I immediately got up and went to ask my grandfather what it meant.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't find anyone at all!

Qin Wangchuan frowned, guessing that his grandfather had definitely gone into hiding.

But it doesn't matter, going to the Old Ancestor is the same.

He turned and headed towards the Longevity Heaven.

The gate to the place where the Old Ancestor secluded himself was tightly shut.

Then they went to find Wood Ancestor.

Still no one.

Qin Wangchuan stood in front of the empty hall, stunned for a long while.

Then, he was so angry at these people that he laughed.

Hiding from sight?

"A child?"

Looking down at the book of fate in his hand, he shook his head helplessly.

That matter was thus forcibly decided.

Night falls.

Qin Wangchuan sat at his desk, continuing to study the cultivation techniques.

Outside the hall, the Zither Music, as gentle as flowing water, was being played by Ye Jianwei.

He tapped the Jade Slip with his fingertip, his brows sometimes relaxing and sometimes furrowing.

I don't know how much time passed.

The Zither Music stopped.

It seems that Jianwei is about to come and serve the emperor.

Qin Wangchuan paid no attention and continued to stare at the Jade Slip.

After some time, soft footsteps came from the palace gate.

"Wait a minute," he said without looking up.

The footsteps indeed stopped.

He finished putting away what he was holding before continuing:

Come in.

As he spoke, he bent down to tidy up the Jade Slip on the table.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong with the way the air was breathing.

It's not about noticing the small details.

He looked up.

In the candlelight, a figure stood gracefully.

It's Long Yue.

She was wearing her usual Dragon Scale long dress.

Its scales are so fine and dense, they shimmer with a deep blue luster under the candlelight, outlining its exquisite and graceful figure.

"What is it?"

He thought that Long Yue had come because something had happened to the True Dragon Clan and she needed to report it.

Long Yue did not answer.

Instead, he turned around and gently closed the palace door.

Then, she turned around and looked at him.

"Today."

She paused.

"It's my turn to serve you in bed."

Qin Wangchuan stopped what he was doing.

She looked up at Long Yue.

On that face, there was tension, determination, and a hint of... expectation that was being desperately concealed.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"That thing, you created it, didn't you?"

"Exactly."

Long Yue readily admitted it without any attempt to hide anything.

Qin Wangchuan raised an eyebrow.

"The dragon's body is extremely fierce."

Long Yue said earnestly, "As the Dragon Lord, having no one to serve me in bed may cause health problems in the long run."

He leaned back, his gaze carrying a hint of playful mockery:

"So, you're still doing this for my own good?"

"Nature."

"Then why are you the first one?"

Long Yue lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a very faint blush rose on her cheeks.

"Well... as your bedchamber attendant, I naturally need to experience it myself before I can make appropriate selections in the future."

Si sleeps with the dragon, a new word appears.

She spoke naturally, but the blush on her cheeks was hard to tell whether it was from shyness or something else entirely.

Qin Wangchuan thought, it might be the latter.

After all, it was the same last time.