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The Royal hunting ground was a bit over twenty li from here, and if one rode a fast horse and applied the whip, it would only take half a Shi Chen to arrive. However, since it was an imperial journey by the Emperor and Empress in the Dragon Carriage, there were nurous tedious formalities, and many people were going on foot, so the procession moved very slowly.

Feeling bored, Cai Wei lay on Nangong Yi’s legs, while playing with the ivory fragrance ball hanging from his waist and chatting with him.

"Oh, Fei’er and Xiang Yun didn’t go to the Hunting Ground either. It’s just staying there idly, too uninteresting."

Because Lady Du was soon to give birth, Fei’er did not even go to the textile workshops anymore, instead spending all day at ho accompanying Mother. Fei’er’s na was originally on the list for the Autumn Hunt, but she had rejected it.

Xiang Yun did not co either; it was said after her divorce from Mo Zili, she had fallen seriously ill and even missed the Qingming festival at her nanny’s grave. Now she was slightly better and planning to carry out monastic rituals for Nanny Xie at Da Guo Temple in the coming days, to properly pray for her soul to be reborn soon, hence she also did not attend.

Nangong Yi lowered his head to look at the little daughter-in-law pouting on his legs and couldn’t help but tease her with a smile, "Why worry? With husband here, Madam shall not feel lonely."

With that said, he bent down, leaned in by her ear, and said with ill intention, "I have already morized the techniques in that ’Brothel’ book by heart. These next few days, we can have a good ’exchange of skills’ to keep Madam from boredom..."

Cai Wei imdiately tensed up, promptly sat up, and rebuked angrily, "You beast driven by insatiable desires, what’s the point of morizing those ssy illustrations? Besides, who said I’d want to ’exchange skills’ with you?"

The taphor ’beast’ made Nangong Yi quite dissatisfied, and he defended himself, saying, "The sage has said, ’To eat and to reproduce are natural human desires.’ Hunger and sexual desire are human instincts. Why should Madam dean ? Rembering those techniques is also to enhance the joy between us. Does Madam wish for husband to stick to one position forever?"

Cai Wei bit her teeth, sat upright, and solemnly said in a dignified manner befitting of the Empress, "The forefathers also said that a gentleman should cultivate his character and temper his desires, and not indulge in lust. Reflect on yourself, aside from the days of my nstruation, when have you ever been at peace? Oh, that’s right, I rember now, even when I was on my period, you weren’t at peace, demanding I satisfy you with my hand every day!"

While she spoke, she extended her hand and waved it in front of the man to show her scorn for Nangong Yi.

Cai Wei’s hand was fair and tender, small and delicate, soft as if boneless, exceedingly beautiful in shape, and her fingernails were shiny like shells, each one as ticulously crafted as a piece of art, which deepened the desire in Nangong Yi’s eyes, saring his gaze with longing.

As soon as Cai Wei saw his expression, she instantly understood his thoughts and was about to sternly scold him, but she was already tragically pounced on...

Outside the Dragon Carriage, Liu Xi listened to the sounds from inside, and at this mont,

thousands of li away in the Palace of the Xianbei Empire, Queen Jiya of the Xianbei, dressed in black clothes, sat cross-legged on the Altar. In front of her was a low wooden table, upon which sat a long box with two candles burning at its side. The candles were inscribed with strange symbols, and their color was yellowish, indicating they were quite old.

But if an expert were present, they would recognize these were not ordinary candles, but rather made from human fat. Queen Jiya liked to use human fat candles for rituals and also relished the scent of burning human fat.

The flas of the two candles on the table were vigorous, but relative to the sinister altar, this light could hardly be called bright. Dancing in the flickering light of the candles, the table also held two small plates that resembled flower vases, inside of which were things that looked like hay.

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