Tang Wanzhuang ultimately paid the price for her own reckless provocation. In this domain, she was nowhere near Vermillion Bird’s level. She simply was not as unrestrained as the supreme commander. 0

Vermillion Bird had been quite pleased with herself just the night before for pinning down her unruly disciple and taking the upper hand. Yet now, she found herself in the exact same situation. At this moment, she was pinned down herself and being completely overwhelmed. The irony was unbearable.0

She endured it without protest, waiting until Zhao Changhe finally turned his attention to Tang Wanzhuang. As she leaned against the pillows to catch her breath, she watched the prime minister trembling under his… ministrations, her eyes filled with shy acceptance.0

And suddenly, a wicked fire ignited in Vermillion Bird’s gaze. She leaned forward and, without hesitation, kissed Tang Wanzhuang on the lips.0

Tang Wanzhuang’s eyes flew wide open in shock, completely dumbfounded.0

“Little beauty…” Vermillion Bird’s voice was sultry and her fingers trailed down Tang Wanzhuang’s cheek, slowly moving downward,...0