"It must be a wet dream," Ma Ta, seated beside her, couldn't help but break into a suggestive grin.
Qi Xuanxuan turned to shoot him a disapproving glare. "So shaless."
"Hey, why am I the one being labeled shaless?" Ma Ta protested with a chuckle, rubbing his chin, "Isn't it this Madam who's truly shaless?"
The audacious Consort, originally clad in scanty attire, now had shed her gauzy garnt, exposing half of her shoulder. Not only was she murmuring, but she also began to caress herself…
Her movents reached an uncomfortably intimate level, making it hard to look away.
"Sir Qin, please stay!" Madam Guo'an whispered.
The words "Sir Qin" were unmistakably heard by everyone present, causing their expressions to shift subtly and inexplicably.
The countenances of the Qin Family mbers in the room all darkened in unison…
The Fifth Young Sir Qin seed particularly affronted as he glared fiercely in the direction of the young crown prince consort.
Qiao Mu's expression remained impassive.
Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao had rely induced a dreamlike illusion, allowing her to experience her deepest desires.
As for the specifics of that dream, its manifestation, and its explicitness, those were aspects beyond the control of Lady Qiaoqiao, you see.
/Why were you giving her such a stern look?/
Unable to suppress his amusent, Crown Prince Mo leaned closer to his wife.
Sensing her husband's presence, the young crown prince consort unconsciously rubbed the back of his hand and deadpanned, "No need to be afraid, I'll protect you."
Crown Prince Mo couldn't help but feel both entertained and exasperated.
At this mont, the curiosity of everyone present was piqued, wondering about the nature of the dream that Madam Guo'an was currently imrsed in.
/Her brazen conduct suggested that her intentions toward "Young Sir Qin" went beyond re jest…/
No wonder the expression on the face of "Young Sir Qin" had grown even more somber!
A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from a young nobleman, capturing the attention of the crowd.
Crown Prince Mo leaned in to whisper in his wife's ear, "The Long Clan."
Qiao Mu shot a frigid glance at the source of the laughter – Young Sir Long.
This individual was Long Qiang, the second son of Family Head Long Shouxin. Qiao Mu had actually caught sight of him that day when she sent Shi Jinbao and his group soaring through the skies at the Listless Pavilion.
However, her attention to them had been fleeting, and she hardly bothered to rember the faces of those insignificant individuals. Thus, she had no recollection of Long Qiang at present.
Vassal Prince Mo Kun, the Vassal King of Jianping, regarded Long Qiang in bewildernt.
He had assud that after the incident at Listless Pavilion, these individuals would have acquired a semblance of wisdom, but evidently not!
With so many dignitaries present, who among them could stifle their laughter? Yet here was Long Qiang, audibly guffawing.
/Didn't he notice the Emperor's evident displeasure?/
As if on cue, the Emperor's icy gaze swept over to Long Qiang.
After all, Madam Guo'an was nominally the Empress's sister. It hardly portrayed a dignified image for her to publicly make a mockery of herself.
"Escort the Consort back to the residence at once," the Emperor commanded icily.
Hu Dequan found himself drenched in cold sweat, hurriedly instructing two palace maids to approach and assist the dazed woman on the ground.
"Ahem hahaha." The woman emitted a series of eerie giggles that sent shivers down people's spines.
The two palace maids steeled themselves and approached to intervene, their faces flushed.
The Consort, unable to contain herself, broke into another unsettling smile. She grabbed onto one of the palace maids with one hand, while pressing her body against the other. In a mumbled haze, she repeatedly uttered "my beloved Qin," her attempts extending to the palace maid's attire.
The head of the Qin Estate, Qin Hong, bore a visibly disconcerted expression.
Though Eldest Young Sir and Second Young Sir Qin appeared displeased as well, their reactions weren't as extre as Fifth Young Sir Qin's, who seed to be quivering with a mixture of shock and anger, seated beside them.
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