The young man sniffed the sweet fragrance emanating from the female, akin to the subtle scent of orchids, not overwhelming but gently captivating.
The closer he got, the more intoxicating the aroma became, drawing out the most primitive desires from the male’s heart, breaking even the strongest self-control.
He couldn’t help but lower his head into her neck, her collarbone, and even further down... This temptation was as alluring as poppies, making it hard to suppress the impulse.
The longer it went, the harder it was to let go.
In the past, he didn’t understand what kind of Enchanting Soup that fool had drunk, why he was so obsessed with a foreign female, even willing to sacrifice his life for her, so utterly foolish.
Tonight, he seemed to understand a bit.
Looking at the alluring face of the female in his arms, the young man had to admit: she was indeed beautiful and enticing, hard for any normal male to resist.
Even he would have innate desires arise.
But no matter how beautiful and enticing, she was nothing more than a vulgar plaything.
There are too many beautiful females in the world. She is unique, but not the only one, and certainly not irreplaceable.
Once she poses a threat to him in the future, she must be eliminated immediately.
The infatuation in the young man’s eyes gradually dissipated, turning into cold murderous intent, as his hand slowly tightened around the female’s slender neck.
Just a bit more, and his sharp nails would pierce her artery, killing her on the spot!
To prevent future troubles, killing her tonight is the best choice.
What a pity...
A trace of hesitation flashed in the depths of the young man’s deep blue eyes.
Oh well, as long as she doesn’t cause trouble, it’s fine to keep her as a female attendant in the future.
He slowly loosened his grip, his sharp nails and scales gradually receding, a wisp of faint blue spiritual power emanating from his fingertips, entering the female’s brow.
His voice was unsettlingly gentle, "Good Tangtang, you’re too tired, have a good sleep..."
The sleeping female lightly knitted her brows, displaying fear as if having a nightmare.
But soon, her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, her expression becoming serene and tranquil, sleeping more sweetly and deeply, as if experiencing an unforgettable dream.
The young man took one last look at her, changed his clothes, and quietly left the palace.
...
[Host, it’s bad! Wake up! Something terrible happened!]
Shen Tang seemingly had a long dream, suddenly woken by the heart-wrenching crowing in her mind.
She abruptly sat up from the bed, her face pale, sweating coldly, feeling weak and limp as if just pulled from an abyss.
Turning her head to look at the empty bedding beside her, the person had already left, and the bedding had long since cooled.
Uncertain when Jia Lan left, without even telling her.
Shen Tang instinctively looked towards the window, only to remember she was in the deep sea, unable to discern the time.
Shen Tang held her sweating forehead and asked in her mind, "System?... You’re back? Why did you wake so slowly this time?"
Last time the system was also shielded, but it recovered shortly after.
This time she vaguely felt it had been a long while.
The system rushed to explain, [Under normal circumstances, I should have recovered long ago! But someone forcibly interfered using spiritual power, making me dormant... Sob sob sob, host you don’t know how many points I used to successfully wake up!]
Shen Tang was stunned, suddenly thinking, "Spiritual power... Wait, how long was I asleep?"
[The host has been asleep for three days.]
"What?!" Shen Tang messed up her hair, almost screaming out.
She just slept for a nap, but three days had passed?!
The Sea Country Palace is heavily guarded, but he and the Emperor are biological mother and son, finding an opportunity to act couldn’t be easier.
As it turns out, in the original work it was indeed Jia Lan who killed the Empress—but it was another personality that acted!
Shen Tang had no time to think more, immediately ordered the system to teleport!
Inside the study.
Jia Lan’s right hand transformed into claws, directly penetrating Jialouluo’s chest.
"Ugh!" Jialouluo spat blood and fell, looking at the familiar yet strange son in disbelief, lips trembling, "Lan’er... you... why..."
She couldn’t understand, just today the ceremony was held, she announced Jia Lan’s status as the heir to the entire Sea Country.
But tonight, Jia Lan said he had matters to see her alone in the study, unexpectedly what awaited was this mortal blow.
He actually came to kill her?!
Jialouluo looked at the son she raised from childhood, repeatedly muttering, asking why.
She didn’t understand why Jia Lan would kill her?
Could it be someone was impersonating him? But as a mother, she was most sensitive to her child’s aura, the person before her was undeniably Jia Lan... yet why did he seem to suddenly change?
"Mother, you’re already useless. Things that are in the way should step down early."
Jia Lan looked at the Emperor before him, his azure eyes cold and indifferent, without a trace of the warmth seen in daytime.
His hand penetrated further, thoroughly piercing Jialouluo’s chest, blood gurgling down his arm, dripping to the ground.
He leaned over to whisper in her ear,
"How you treated me back then, now returned in full."
"My dear Empress Mother."

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