The scheming empress starts by conquering men

"Your Highness!"

Zhong Moyao exclaimed and subconsciously grabbed her neck with his left hand.

Shaodian Sishui looked at his red cheek and said softly, "I'm sorry for wronging you."

Zhong Moyao hurriedly shook his head: "No, as long as Your Highness can still remember that there are servants in your house, I will not feel wronged."

Seeing such a sensible man, Shaodian Sishui suddenly realized that she had the potential to be a scumbag.

Because what she was going to do next would make him sad.

She took out the written rice paper and handed it to him.

"open to take a look."

Zhong Moyao didn't dare to look into her eyes, his gaze avoided her. With his ears slightly red, he took the paper from her hand and opened it.

Looking at the ten big words written by his wife, Zhong Moyao's heartbeat slowed down.

Was it for him? Or was it for someone else, just for him to have a look at in advance?

He raised his eyes and looked at her with a complicated expression.

I don't understand what His Highness wants to do and why he wants to show him this.

He didn't dare to ask whether it was given to him.

I feel sad and a little melancholy.

He didn't say anything, and Shaoding wasn't in a hurry either. He waited for him to ask with a smile on his face.

After a long time, Zhong Moyao seemed to have made up his mind and asked with a slightly choked voice.

"Who is your highness going to give it to?"

"What do you say?"

Shaodian Sishui did not give a direct answer, but teased him with interest.

Zhong Moyao didn't dare to think about it. His long eyelashes drooped. He shook his head and whispered.

"I don't know."

"It's for the man I love."

The words "beloved man" made Zhong Moyao's body stiffen.

He said nothing and continued to keep his head down, his eyes filled with stubborn tears, wetting his long eyelashes.

Zhong Moyao felt very uncomfortable and wanted to get up, but he was too addicted to the scent of her body to do so.

She felt very conflicted, as it was not giving it to him, but to the man she loved.

A Yao, ah A Yao, what on earth are you still hoping for?

She doesn't love you, never loved you from the beginning to the end.

What she wants is power, the power behind you. You should have known this and figured it out long before you married her for love.

Shaodian Sishui couldn't see his expression, so she clamped her hands on his cheeks and forced him to look at her.

Seeing his sad and grief-stricken look with tearful eyes, her heart inexplicably softened.

Unable to bear teasing him any longer, she sighed and gently kissed the tears from his eyes.

"This is for you."

A gentle kiss and a few words made Zhong Moyao's head explode.

It seems like I am hallucinating.

"Your Highness..."

He looked at her in disbelief, wanting to see clearly whether it was true or false, and he wanted to hear her say it again.

Shaodian Sishui satisfied him, raised the corner of her mouth to smile, turned over and pressed him on the couch, and untied his collar with her left hand.

"You heard it right, it's for you."

"I wish to win the heart of one person and stay with him till we grow old together."

"Today is the one-year anniversary of our marriage. Have you forgotten, Ayao?"

She had to make a quick decision as the officials who were waiting outside to welcome the bride were still waiting.

She had to deal with him now. When Shao Jincong came to Beijing, she would have to treat him coldly for a long time.

Even though Zhong Moyao was her type, it was just like him.

What she wanted was the power behind Zhong Bohou, and she had to get him as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

Shaodian Si Shui kissed him on the lips impatiently, and her hands and tongue went in at the same time to deepen the kiss.

The heat that was lingering on his body completely broke the tense string in Zhong Moyao's heart. His mind was blank, but he seemed to be thinking about something.

In short, everything that happened before his eyes made him at a loss as to what to do and he was unable to react.

"Ayao, stop being distracted and respond to me."

Shaodian Sishui pinched his waist to bring him back to his senses.

This muscle feels so comfortable!

Her words made Zhong Moyao's face suddenly turn red, all the way to his ears.

"Uh~Si Shui~~"

Shaodian Sishui suddenly stopped, looked at him with burning eyes, and said nothing.

"Your Highness? What's wrong?"

Zhong Moyao looked at her burning eyes, his heart trembling, his eyes full of anxiety.

Why stop, don't stop.

"Call me Zi."

Zhong Moyao was stunned and felt a little embarrassed.

Call her by her given name? That's against the rules.

In bed, calling someone by their name is taboo. He had already made the biggest concession by calling her by her name just now.

Seeing that he was in an awkward expression and didn't want to scream, Shaodian Sishui got up from him and tried to calm herself down.

If you don't shout, she will stop.

She didn't want to be labeled as a female villain and get involved with this man.

Zhong Moli looked at her in astonishment as she was about to leave. He bit his lip, and his inky eyes became deep. He felt hot all over his body and could hardly control himself.

He quickly grabbed her with his big hands, gently pulled her down, clamped her waist with both hands, turned her over and pressed her under him.

Even though he knew that he was not as strong as her.

But he still held her hands, placed them above her head, and interlocked their fingers.

"Dan, I want you."

After saying that, he kissed her lips madly.

When he felt that she was not struggling and was deeply trapped, he slowly loosened his grip on her, and moved his hands down to unbutton her clothes, responding enthusiastically.

He wanted her, wanted to be her husband.

Inside the Hongluan tent, the only sounds could be heard: the rapid breathing and the mixed sounds of water.

They galloped freely, made love, and filled the house with the fragrance of ambiguity.

……

After marrying Zhong Moyao, Shaodian Sishui put him aside, never gave him any extra glances, and continued to spend his time "living a life of debauchery" outside.

Shaodian Sishui thought he would be at a loss.

But she never expected that he could do everything, and even better than her.

Men are worthy of being men. Even in this world where women are dominant, humble men have amazing rowing skills.

Don't be fooled by her flirtatious nature, in fact she is truly love-brained and keeps herself clean, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

She didn't lose to the heroine, but to the hero, because she didn't get the hero.

Fortunately, she came and became Shaodian Sishui.

As for the male protagonist, haha, he is only worthy of carrying her shoes.

She has no other faults, except that she is too selfish. Maybe it's because she was an orphan.

Shaodian Sishui washed herself, put on her clothes, looked at the sleeping Zhong Moyao, and kissed him on the forehead with rare tenderness.

As she turned to leave, she saw his fluttering eyelashes.

Shaodian Sishui knew that he was awake and pretending to be asleep.

She was trying hard to sprinkle the water, but he didn't even look at her when she was about to leave.

In this feminist text, one dragon ball is equivalent to giving birth to a life.

Perhaps now, there are four little lives in his belly.

She was looking forward to Zhong Moyao having children for her.

It can also be regarded as a compensation for some of the shortcomings he has shown in the book.