A crisp voice rang out, and the Empress's entire skin quivered tightly.
It was immensely humiliating yet thrilling at the same time.
"Master... Master."
Her breathing was rapid, and as she uttered these two words from her throat, her whole body seemed to melt and become unbearably hot, as if she had entered that state once again.
"That's more like it."
Fang Yang smiled, gently stroking the Empress's hair, easily reading her inner thoughts and also seeing the Empress's concerns.
"Rest assured, the Demon Lord never forces others, and I always take extra care of my own people. Since you have called me Master, I naturally have to protect your peace for a lifetime. I won't force you to abdicate, and you can still be the Empress, the protector of Tang Country, protecting all under heaven and leaving your name in history. As for me, I will be the man behind you, quietly carrying you, supporting you..."
