At night, Long Zhen took out the Emperor's authority and forcefully, almost tyrannically, tied Feng Ji to the bed, demanding his attendance in bed with coercive means.
"What are you doing?" Feng Ji struggled desperately but was no match for Long Zhen.
"Shh..." Long Zhen made a silencing gesture, "Just behave, I won't touch you, okay? Just sleep, OK?"
Feng Ji's face flushed in embarrassment, and his heart raced; in the end, he had no choice but to obediently lie down, staying as close to the edge of the bed as possible, facing away from her as he slept.
"Do you want to raise fish in the middle?" Long Zhen asked incredulously, looking at the gap between them.
"Don't touch me." Feng Ji warned again as he saw Long Zhen attempting to pull him closer, his breathing becoming unstable with fright, "Otherwise, I'll go sleep on the sofa."
Long Zhen pondered for a moment, then sighed, "Fine, let's just sleep."
