This made Le Zhiwen and the others unable to suppress their delight. The moment Zhao Fu arrived, he resolved the ugly problem that had been troubling them. Now they only needed to stand united against outsiders and no longer worry about threats from within. As long as they held back the foreign invasion, Lelai Kingdom's safety could be guaranteed.
"Um, thank you."
Le Zhiwen spoke to Zhao Fu sincerely. Everything now was thanks to Zhao Fu helping them. If Zhao Fu had not acted just now, they could only have yielded before the threats of those royal clans, and in the end, they would still have been unable to escape having their power stripped away.
Zhao Fu chuckled, not particularly caring, and was just about to say something.
At that moment, Le Yuyu, seated in the chair above, flushed hot all over and panted, unable to control her body. She rose to her feet, threw herself into Zhao Fu's embrace, and offered up her fragrant lips, tangling with him passionately.
In a few movements, their clothes were shed, and the two began making love right there on the chair, paying no heed to the gazes of those around them.
It was Le Zhiwen's first time witnessing such a passionate scene—and it was her own mother with another man. What was more, this man had previously been her own prince consort. The sight made her heart pound wildly, her face turn crimson, and she was about to turn and leave.
But Le Zhiwen could not help thinking of her imperial father, who had only passed away two months ago. Though he had treated them ordinarily, her mother was being so wanton, directly doing such things with another man—and this man was also immensely important to them.
Thinking of this, Le Zhiwen's