He gave her a soft nod, warmth spreading through his chest at her apparent loyalty.
Unaware that internally, Yu Xiang's thoughts were racing in entirely different directions.
'That woman is far more beautiful than I thought,' she observed, watching the figure still seated in lotus position with her beautiful face and body.
But more importantly, 'And the Emperor... gods above and below.'
Her original plan had been simple—use her beauty and cunning to seduce a powerful but lonely old man, gain his favor, and ride his ascension to the upper realms.
But now, seeing the reality...
That man wasn't old.
He wasn't some desperate widower seeking comfort.
He was a predator in the truest sense—someone so handsome that even Zhao Chen looked like a squid.
And worse, he already had that beautiful woman beside him.
'Handsome people have a problem,' she realized with growing desperation. 'They don't fall for beauty easily.'
It was human nature—people craved what they couldn't have.
