This night was quiet and peaceful. There was nothing disordered in the Witch Empress's palace until dawn. The Royal Palace was also awfully quiet. The Witch Empress slept peacefully as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Yi spent his night sitting. He dared not to sleep or cultivate and had to stare at a peerless stunner and watch her fall asleep. There was a faint pleasant fragrance in the palace. The body of the Witch Empress also gave out a delicate smell. Obviously, it was not poisonous and did not attack Jiang Yi's spirit.
At the age of only seventeen, Jiang Yi was a red-blooded male who had a fantasy for women. Last night, his evil fire was stirred by Mistress Liu. After that, he watched the empress of a kingdom bathing, changing, and sleeping in front of him. This beauty was under his control; he could do whatever he wanted to her without any consequence or psychological burden.