In a remote mountain village about fifty miles from the capital's outskirts.
The Royal Mansion's people were seeking refuge here.
In the village's largest courtyard.
The master bedroom.
The bed was covered with brand new silk bedding, emitting a faint fragrance.
Under the mosquito net, mosquitoes attracted by the scent of sweat would accidentally face three large slaps.
It was a crushing battle.
Yu Xian, the ultimate victor, supported his waist with both hands and let out a typical villainous laugh.
For his upgraded self, the Princess Consort was no match.
Only Yulan, who had recently broken through to the Innate Realm, had the power to fight him.
But after three rounds, Yulan had no choice but to admit defeat by slapping the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep after closing her eyes shortly.
It was all because Yu Xian was exceptionally rough tonight.
Yu Xian covered the two women with a quilt, put on his coat, and left the room.
