Piercing the Empress

In the luxurious and spacious palace, one person stood and the other sat, silently gazing at each other.

Gradually, a faint blush rose on Huaiqing's face, but she stubbornly met his gaze without showing any shyness.

She is that kind of woman—strong-willed, always striving to be the best, and unwilling to show her vulnerable side to outsiders.

"Cough cough!"

Xu Qi'an cleared his throat and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Huaiqing nodded almost imperceptibly, without saying a word.

Xu Qi'an continued:

"Your Majesty, I shall first take a bath."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight to the small hut beside the dragon bed, which was the Empress's "bathroom," a rather spacious room with yellow silk curtains blocking the view.

In the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles, there are usually private bathrooms, let alone for an empress.

The bathroom floor was clean and tidy. In addition to the large bathtub made of rosewood, there were various bottles and jars on the shelves against the wall.

Xu Qi'an guessed that it was some kind of beauty and skin-nourishing, muscle-relaxing and blood-circulating medicinal powder.

He quickly took off his robes, stepped into the bathtub, and took a simple bath. The water temperature was not high, but it wasn't cold either; it must have been prepared for him by Huaiqing.

Throughout the process, Xu Qi'an kept track of the time and paid close attention to the movements inside the conch shell.

Soon, he stood up from the bathtub, grabbed the cloud-patterned blue robe draped over the screen, put it on, and walked barefoot out of the bathroom back to his bedchamber.

Huaiqing remained seated beside the dragon bed, maintaining the same posture as before. Her expression was composed, but the identical posture betrayed her inner tension.

Xu Qi'an sat down by the bed. He could clearly see the Empress purse her lips, straighten her back slightly, and tense her delicate body.

Amidst shyness, nervousness, and joy, there was also a touch of embarrassment. As a seasoned player in the dating scene, he quickly discerned Huaiqing's current state of mind.

Compared to Huaiqing, who was inexperienced in such matters, Xu Qi'an had experienced many similar situations: the resistant Luo Yuheng, the half-hearted Mu Nanzhi, the shy and timid Lin'an, the gentle and accommodating Yeji, the wolf-like Luan Yu, and so on.

He knew that at this moment, he needed to take the initiative and provide guidance.

"Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, the Great Feng Dynasty has enjoyed favorable weather and abundant harvests, and the administration has been efficient and clean. Supporting your ascension was the best decision I ever made," Xu Qi'an said with a smile.

Looking back, I never imagined that the fairy I first met at the Cloud Deer Academy would one day become the emperor.

His words were meant to both flatter Huaiqing and satisfy her pride, while also subtly revealing his initial impression of her as Celestial Person.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Huaiqing's eyes crinkled into a smile, and he said:

"I never imagined that Xu Silver Gong Xu, an inconspicuous Kuaishou user from Changle County, would grow into such a powerful figure."

She did not call herself me, but me.

Suddenly, I felt much more relaxed.

Xu Qi'an continued to lead the conversation. After a few casual words, he took Huaiqing's hand and gently grasped it. The hand was soft, warm, and smooth, with an excellent feel.

Feeling the empress's tense body, he chuckled softly:

Is His Majesty shy?

Thanks to the groundwork laid earlier, the initial awkwardness and embarrassment had dissipated considerably, and Huaiqing said coolly and calmly:

"As the ruler of a nation, I will not let such trivial matters disturb my peace of mind."

"You're being arrogant now," Xu Qi'an laughed.

"That's excellent."

Huaiqing glanced at him sideways, slightly raised his chin, and, forcing a calm expression, said indifferently:

"Silver Gong Xu, there's no need to feel embarrassed. My dual cultivation with you is for the sake of the people of the Central Plains and all living beings. Although I am a woman, I am also the ruler of a country."

"Silver Gong Xu, do not compare me to ordinary women. It's just a matter of dual cultivation; there's no need to be so formal."

Her calm tone suddenly changed as Xu Qi'an placed his hand on her slender waist, about to undo her belt, and Huaiqing's composed expression vanished.

Xu Qi'an asked in surprise, "You're so stubborn."

"Your Majesty, do you not wish for me to undress you?"

Huaiqing forced himself to remain calm and said:

"I... I can do it myself."

With a tense expression, she loosened her belt, took off her dragon robe, and watched as the expensive robe slipped to the ground. Xu Qi'an muttered regretfully, "It would have looked better if I had worn it."

After taking off her outer robe, she wore a bright yellow silk shirt underneath, her breasts high and proud.

Huaiqing puffed out his chest, raised his chin, and looked at him defiantly.

Knowing her strong-willed nature, Xu Qi'an deliberately provoked her with words, chuckled softly, and said:

"Your Majesty is inexperienced in such matters; you should lie still and let me handle it."

"Matters between men and women aren't just about taking off clothes."

Although he was inexperienced, Huaiqing had seen a few private pictures. He gritted his teeth and steeled his heart. With a cold face, he pulled off Xu Qi'an's robe and reached down to his waist. But as soon as he took a closer look, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

She stared at Xu Qi'an's lower back for a long while, then gently turned her head away.

There was no follow-up for a long time.

The atmosphere became tense and awkward for a moment. Huaiqing, who had started with such audacity but didn't know how to end it, was clearly embarrassed and couldn't hold on any longer.

Xu Qi'an was both amused and exasperated, thinking to himself, "You only have so much guts; why are you pretending to be an old pro in front of me? This stubbornness..."

"Your Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state, so there's no need for you to trouble yourself further. Let me serve you."

Before Huaiqing could express his opinion, he wrapped his arms around the Empress's slender waist and pressed himself against her.

Huaiqing was pinned to the bed by him, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, looking unwilling, but secretly relieved.

Their faces were pressed together, their breaths mingling on each other's. The man on top of her gazed at her for a moment, then sighed:

"So beautiful."

The thought that he used the same sweet words with other women flashed through his mind when Huaiqing's small mouth was captured by him, and then he sucked hard.

He bit down hard on the Empress's rosy lips, sucking on her warm, soft lips.

As time passed, her stiff body grew softer and softer, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Her eyes gradually became blurry, and her cheeks burned.

When Xu Qi'an left the full, moist lips and propped himself up, he saw an exquisitely beautiful face, her eyebrows radiating spring-like joy, her cheeks flushed as if drunk, and her slightly swollen lips exhaling warm breath.

Confused and infatuated.

By this point, both his emotions and his state of mind were fully prepared. Silver Gong Xu, a seasoned womanizer, knew that the Empress was ready to welcome him.

Xu Qi'an effortlessly removed his silk robe, revealing a silver-white embroidered lotus-patterned bodice, and then he understood what a "Jade Beauty" truly meant.

At this moment, Huaiqing opened her eyes, pushed against his chest with both hands, took a deep breath, and tried her best to keep her voice from changing pitch, saying:

"I still have something on my mind."

Xu Qi'an was ready to fire, but he held back and said softly:

"Is it because I refused to annul my engagement with Lin'an?"

She was the ruler of a country, a woman of high status, yet she lay naked in bed with her sister's husband, not only without any title or status, but also Virtue reprehensible.

Xu Qi'an thought that was what she cared about.

Huaiqing pursed his lips, nodded, then shook his head, a rare look of grievance on his face.

You never pursued me.

Whether it was Copper Gong Xu, Silver Gong Xu, or even the Half-Step Martial God, he never took the initiative to pursue or express his love.

This is the most regrettable thing for Huaiqing.

That's why both of them felt awkward and embarrassed when he first entered the palace.

They lacked a natural, gradual process.

Xu Qi'an spoke softly, almost without hesitation:

"Because I know Your Majesty is proud and unwilling to share a husband with another; because I know Your Majesty is ambitious and unwilling to be bound by marriage; because I know Your Majesty prefers upright and devoted men."

Huaiqing wrapped her snow-white arms around his neck and pressed his head down.

For a woman who has never been with a man, the first time is always more about receiving tenderness than excessive demands. But Huaiqing is Transcendent warrior with terrifying strength and stamina.

Having just experienced hardship, she quickly adapted. Despite repeated defeats, she showed no signs of giving up and instead gradually improved.

In the spacious and luxurious palace, the magnificent dragon bed, which cost a fortune to build, groaned under its weight. This dragon bed was nine feet four inches wide and twelve inches long. It was made of a combination of sandalwood and metal and weighed a thousand pounds.

Let alone having sex, even if two adults were singing and dancing on it, the dragon bed might not even shake.

However, it is now being subjected to impacts that are not suitable for its material, and it could fall apart at any moment.

Even the usually dignified and aloof Emperor has moments when he can't help but be moved by his lover. If a palace maid were to witness this, she would surely be shocked. Therefore, Huaiqing wisely dismissed the palace maid.

"Your Majesty, I am about to seize the Dragon Qi."

"I know what to do, you don't need to worry about it."

Is His Majesty alright?

"I'm not tired, you just lie down quietly."

"Why is Your Majesty trembling all over? Are you cold?"

At first, Huaiqing was able to take the initiative and show her assertive side, but when Xu Qi'an held her finger in his mouth and just smiled and stared at her without blinking, Huaiqing, who was still a young girl and inexperienced, was no match for the experienced lover.

Her face gradually turned red. She bit her lip, turned her head to the side, and stubbornly ignored him, letting him do as he pleased.

At one point, Xu Qi'an turned the sweaty woman in his arms over.

The empress had lost all her majesty and aloofness; her body was limp.

The imperial city, in a small lake.

Spirit Dragon, covered in white scales and with two horns on its head, emerged high from the lake, its black button-like eyes staring unblinkingly at the palace.

There, a rich Fate converged, and a thick, almost tangible golden dragon coiled in the sky.

The Spirit Dragon raised its head and let out an anxious roar.

The National Fate the Great Feng Dynasty is rapidly declining, and its Dragon Vein is being devoured.

Southern Frontier.

Heaven Gu Granny walked along the town streets, watching as the people of each tribe loaded their supplies onto horse-drawn carriages and flatbed carts, ready to depart at any moment.

Compared to when they left Southern Frontier, the Gu Race tribesmen were more experienced and acted swiftly and decisively. Moreover, the towns had plenty of horse-drawn carriages and flatbed carts for transporting goods, allowing them to take more supplies with them.

In Southern Frontier, horse-drawn carriages were a rarity.

Upon reaching the Strength Gu Tribe, the Grand Elder greeted them and said:

"Grandma, everything is packed, we can leave now."

Heaven Gu Granny nodded slightly:

"If your Strength Gu Tribe is ready, then the other six tribes must be ready as well."

"That sounds strange," the elder said tentatively, his face full of excitement.

"Are we going to the capital? I miss my beloved apprentice so much."

He was referring to Xu Lingyin, the genius girl of the Strength Gu Tribe.

The last prodigy was Lina.

Heaven Gu Granny said:

"It's already dusk. Let's set off tomorrow. The Gu God has already set sail; we won't be in danger for the time being."

After completing her inspection, she returned to her residence, closed the doors and windows, and sat cross-legged on the soft couch.

The Gu God has set sail, and the Buddha has attacked the Central Plains. These are unusual events that cannot be ignored. Heaven Gu Granny forms hand seals, her consciousness immersed in the vast emptiness, searching for a vision of the future within the chaos.

Her body immediately became ethereal, like Primordial Spirit without a physical form, or as if she were in another world.

Unseen auras rose up, distorting the surrounding air.

The Heaven Gu is a spell that allows one to peek into the future. It can be active or passive. Occasionally, a glimpse of the future will appear, which is considered passive prying. In this case, as long as the person involved does not reveal the Tianji, there will be no backlash.

Actively prying into the future you desire, whether you reveal it or not, will inevitably result in some form of backlash from the rules.

Heaven Gu Granny is a person who cherishes her life, so she rarely takes the initiative to peek into the future.

But now the situation is different. The Buddha and the Gu God are behaving too strangely. It's really hard to eat or sleep without figuring out what they're doing.

The opponent is Transcendent Rank; there's no room for carelessness.

Any lapse in vigilance could lead to an irreversible defeat.

P. S.: It's almost finished, so I'm shamelessly asking for monthly votes.