The Empress Dowager lounged in a gauzy dress, soaking listlessly in the hot spring. With a casual sweep of her fair arms, water splashed, droplets trickling down her collarbones.
They traveled over those exquisite curves and slipped into the pool, stirring ripple after ripple.
There was no telling whether it was pool water or her own...
Bliss, full to overflowing.
She soaked in the hot spring like that, its water so warm that even her snow-white skin flushed with layers of rosy color.
She bit her lip, her gaze hazy, seemingly recalling the outrageous things she and the Demon Venerable had done in Daming Palace.
That woman, the Female Emperor, did indeed wield power over the realm, and she had indeed stolen the limelight from her several times, but so what?
In the end, hadn't the Demon Venerable still enjoyed himself with her?
At the thought of the Female Emperor's complicated expression as she stared blankly at her and the Demon Venerable practicing dual cultivation in Daming Palace, she could not help giggling. Boundless satisfaction welled up within her, and she felt she had firmly gained the upper hand over the Female Emperor.
Moreover, that demon's cooking skills were simply too formidable. One vigorous stir-fry had even reminded her of a white-filled pastry that had recently become popular in the Tang Kingdom. That lovely pastry had been stuffed full of filling, until it even spilled out.
At the thought, her face grew even more flushed, and ripples of spring water stirred in her foxlike eyes again. As though something had occurred to her, she looked toward the shadows beside the pool and spoke sweetly.
"Sister, you haven't said a word since yesterday. What is it? Has something happened?"
The shadows trembled, and a figure slowly emerged from them.
It was