“Host, among these two hundred beauties… four of them are men!”
The system’s voice suddenly rose in pitch.
“And it’s absolutely true!”
“More importantly, these four are all highly skilled and come from extraordinary backgrounds!”
Feng Zexuan’s eyes lit up instantly.
“Quick, quick, quick! Tell me their heroic deeds in detail!”
“Buy two hundred, get four free—Xiao Mingyu really knows how to bundle deals!”
That thought echoed out.
The ears of all civil and military officials in the court immediately perked up.
Men?
Mixed in with two hundred beauties and sent into the palace?
What kind of talent-rich place was this Hearingxia Kingdom?
On the dragon throne, Xiao Juechen tapped the armrest three times with his fingers.
He forcibly suppressed the rage ignited by his “filial son.”
Grinding his teeth, he said:
“King of Hearingxia… you are thoughtful.”
“I… am very pleased with your gift.”
Xiao Mingyu let out a huge sigh of relief.
Good, he liked it! Good!
Seems like this trip wasn’t wasted!
He completely failed to notice that when the emperor said “pleased,” the muscles on his face were twitching.
Xiao Juechen raised his hand, signaling the attendants to escort Xiao Mingyu and his envoys to their seats.
Then he looked at Wang Dehai, his voice icy as shards of frost.
“Pass down my decree.”
“At dawn tomorrow, send the one hundred ox aphrodisiacs offered by the King of Hearingxia, along with those two hundred beauties, to the residence of the Second Prince.”
He emphasized each word:
“Make sure they are delivered personally to the Second Prince. Let him… take good care of his body!”
The hall instantly erupted with gasps.
“Hahaha! KILLER MOVE!”
Feng Zexuan was laughing internally so hard she nearly choked.
“Old Xiao’s move is ruthless!”
“Helian·Agula is already writing blood letters begging for help, ten wives nearly drained him dry…”
“Now add two hundred beauties and one hundred ox parts—this is basically a full banquet prepared for him!”
“The Second Prince’s mansion is about to upgrade from a pleasure palace straight into a hell gate!”
The officials all lowered their heads, shoulders shaking violently.
Too vicious!
This wasn’t a reward—it was a double-loaded killing blade!
Wang Shilang exchanged a glance with Li General.
Their eyes carried satisfaction of long-held grievance finally avenged.
That barbarian from the north… finally getting his due!
At this moment, Xiao Mingyu finally realized—belatedly—how disastrously wrong his gift was.
Ox aphrodisiacs for the perfectly healthy emperor…
Handsome men for a princess who had already withdrawn from romance…
He wanted to dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.
But when he heard the emperor intended to forward the gift to Helian·Agula…
That embarrassment instantly turned into schadenfreude.
Right… that guy who stole my identity… surrounded by so many beauties…
He really should “supplement his body.”
Xiao Mingyu silently lit a candle for that “brother.”
Brother, it’s not me harming you—it’s your own doing.
At that moment, a group of dancers in exotic clothing entered in orderly fashion.
Music shifted abruptly.
Fast. Wild.
The dancers of Hearingxia Kingdom spread out like rolling crimson clouds.
The lead dancer suddenly stamped her foot.
Her waist bent into a breathtaking arc.
Spinning, leaping.
Her skirt fluttered like battle banners, carrying a fierce wind only martial artists could produce.
This was not dance.
It was battlefield ritual.
Seductive—and ruthless.
Feng Zexuan stared blankly.
Even her wine cup froze mid-air.
“Wow… those curves… those legs… that core strength…”
“The grassland aesthetic is really something…”
The system suddenly chimed in, tone smug:
“Host, wipe the drool from your mouth.”
Her hand shook.
Crack.
The wine cup shattered in her grip.
“What?!”
“Male?!”
“System, are you infected with a virus?!”
The officials in the hall were also stunned.
Lin Chancellor dropped a piece of meat into Minister of War’s wine cup.
But neither noticed.
All eyes were locked on the dancer.
The system immediately pulled up information:
“This person is called Ulan, the youngest son of a tribe chief, taken in war by the Old Khan.”
“To save his life, his mother dressed him as a girl. His beauty and figure were used to survive—and he successfully enchanted the Old Khan.”
Feng Zexuan asked the soul-level question:
“Wait… the Old Khan didn’t notice during intimacy?”
“Bad eyesight? Or… special taste?”
“Or are grassland people just that wild?”
The hall fell into silence again.
Officials’ imaginations ran wild, faces turning strange shades of red.
Even Xiao Juechen’s mouth twitched.
The system then dropped the real bomb:
“No.”
“The Old Khan’s new wife—the young and energetic Khatan—intercepted Ulan before the wedding night.”
“She immediately saw he was a man.”
“But she didn’t expose him.”
Instead—
“She slept with him.”
The court collectively froze.
“Wait… what?!”
Feng Zexuan’s eyes lit up with pure gossip energy.
The system continued:
“The Khatan was in her prime, while the Old Khan was already… lacking energy.”
“So she turned Ulan into her secret lover.”
“In other words… a male concubine.”
“And she even helped hide him, publicly claiming he was a delicate beauty in need of care.”
Feng Zexuan became excited:
“Nice! Why should only men have multiple partners?”
“Women can do it too!”
“Equality at last!”
That thought rippled through the hall.
Several noble ladies subtly stopped eating.
Their eyes drifted.
Some looked at their husbands.
Some looked at young, handsome officials.
Some even looked at guards nearby.
Lin Chancellor felt a chill down his spine.
He turned—and met his wife’s meaningful smile.
Somehow, he suddenly felt… uneasy.
And completely unaware…
Feng Zexuan had just triggered a court-wide chain reaction.
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