The Female Emperor clenched her teeth. For some reason, she felt that this witch's fingers were scorching hot, and when they slid over her, even her skin seemed to tremble. It was almost unbearable.
Deep within her, a layer of flame seemed to burn without cease, growing fiercer and hotter, utterly impossible to suppress.
Even her Dao Heart could barely endure it. This was terrifying. After all, she was the Female Emperor of the Tang Kingdom, and a powerful cultivator whose Dao Heart was exceptionally firm.
Her heart was clear as ice, unshaken even if the heavens fell. When had this fiend ever plucked at her heartstrings?
Sure enough, a fiend was a fiend. What he excelled at most was using all manner of bizarre and filthy methods.
Even she had fallen into this fiend's hands.
Rustle...
The autumn wind sighed bleakly. A gust blew through Ganlu Hall's window, and under the influence of the alluring, romantic atmosphere, even the wind seemed to turn warm and intimate.
Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and lightly swept a finger. A streak of astral wind flashed across the Female Emperor's waist, and her ice-silk high-slit skirt slowly came undone.
Waves of delicate fragrance drifted out, while his finger touched her skin.
In an instant, the Female Emperor's gaze grew hazy. A trace of bewilderment flickered through her beautiful eyes, impossible to conceal.
Her entire body kept spasming. She felt as though she were melting and could not help letting out a soft moan. The instant that moan escaped her,
she clenched her fists tightly, so ashamed and furious that she wished she could take her own life!
Humiliating!
This was utterly humiliating! She was the Female Emperor of the Tang Kingdom. When had she ever willingly made such a sound?
*Only wanton women