Because of his health in recent years, Xue Ye had rarely indulged in women, though there were always moments when the urge struck him.
Sometimes, he chose to spend the night with a noble consort; other times, he directly summoned the palace maids at his side to attend his bed.
These palace maids were all carefully selected beauties, trained by the Imperial Household Department to serve the emperor or his consorts.
Unfortunately, perhaps because of the poison, Xue Ye had lost the ability to father children.
Otherwise, several more princes and princesses might have been born over the years.
Looking at the two young palace maids before him, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a pang of guilt. They were still just young girls.
"You may leave. I wish to rest." He waved his hand.
The two palace maids withdrew.
After closing the door, the two blushed as they whispered outside.
"When I saw His Majesty's reaction just now, I thought he was going to have us," the young maid said, her hands still trembling slightly.
"Put more heart into it. We'll have a chance to rise to the branches and become phoenixes."
Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head, then sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated helplessly.
He was currently a patient, unable to do many things. Aside from handling state affairs, resting took up most of his time.
He also had to frequently consume all kinds of tonics in an attempt to save his increasingly frail body.
After cultivating for a while, Jiang Chen stopped.
After becoming accustomed to high-speed cultivation with Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, suddenly returning to that sluggish cultivation speed always left him somewhat unaccustomed and mildly irritated.
The days passed, and three days later, an imperial edict was issued to announce to the realm