"Enough! Empress Dowager! I'm leaving! Please go on!" Zhang Yuping felt deeply nauseated, yet she didn't know that Zhao Ji, now consumed by passion, was far from willing to let her go. She looked clearly annoyed at Zhang Yuping, saying, "You must stay! You must accompany me! Hold me tight! Caress me! Bite me! Whip me!" And with those words, she surged forward like a mother lion in heat, charging at Zhang Yuping. Zhang Yuping, in turn, darted like a deer fleeing from tigers, leopards, or wolves, running as fast as she could. Waves surged in the Yaoqi pool. Zhang Yuping was terrified, constantly fleeing, yet the pool now seemed shrouded in mist—what had once been a 30-meter square suddenly appeared much larger. As she swam, she kept feeling as though she could never reach the shore. "Hahaha! You're not getting away!" A voice reached Zhang Yuping's ears. Still helpless, she never thought that, in her impetuous departure from her own husband, she would end up in the hands of Lord Lao Ai. Lady Feng had meant well, arranging for her to be sent to the Empress Dowager, yet she hadn't expected the Empress Dowager to be... At that moment, Zhang Yuping heard a most enchanting sound. Looking over, she saw the maid, Ningxiang, who had led her there, embracing the Empress Dowager Zhao Ji in the Yaochi pool, gently biting each other. According to the Empress Dowager's instructions, Ningxiang was holding a whip and striking Zhao Ji. With each stroke, Zhao Ji urged, "Harder! Faster! Beat me harder!" "Crack! Crack! Crack!" The whip's sound grew louder, yet it was accompanied by Zhao Ji's joyful, yearning voice of a lonely, discontented wife. "Ah! Ah!" she cried out. "Husband! Pingle is so afraid! Never did she imagine that the Empress Dowager of the Great Qin was a lesbian, and even enjoyed being treated with such cruelty! Zhang Yurong silently called out Gao Liang's name, inadvertently pressing one of the beads on the jade necklace Gao Liang had given her, which then emitted three soft clicks before settling back to stillness. At that moment, Zhao Ji no longer content with merely "separating" from Ning Xiang, she sought fresh sensations. Zhang Yurong became her ideal choice for such a separation—she and Ning Xiang were like two fierce wolves encircling the lonely and helpless Zhang Yurong. "No! Not this way! It's so awkward!" Zhang Yurong felt deeply embarrassed—separating was so unseemly. She swam deeper into the center of the pool, but the water was too deep; she took several breaths of water, yet Zhao Ji and Ning Xiang had already drawn within just three meters of her. Calling out desperately, she pleaded, "Husband! Come and save me! I truly didn't mean to upset you! My body belongs only to you!" Ping'er... As Zhang Yупing finished speaking, she was suddenly hugged by someone, her lips pressed firmly against thick ones. She became extremely flustered, thinking it must be Zhao Ji, and desperately struggled to free herself. "No! You're a gay! I've always hated that since childhood! Let me go!" With all her strength, she kicked the person fiercely and bit down on their hands. Yet the person showed no resistance, making no sound at all—this was utterly strange to Zhang Yупing. She looked up in surprise—wow! It was him! Her husband! High Guang appeared unexpectedly before her, which left Zhang Yупing deeply delighted. High Guang gazed at her tenderly and said, "Have you kicked enough? Bitten enough?" Zhang Yупing noticed that blood had been drawn from the hands she had bitten, and surely, she had also kicked him, bruising his skin—her heart ached with concern. "Are you in pain, my husband?" She gently touched the areas where she had kicked and bitten. High Guang shook his head and said, "Ping'er! Let's go with me!" "Hmm." Zhang Yuping grasped the large, strong hand extended by Gao Liang. Gao Liang’s spiritual sight could pierce through the layers of mist and chart a path of light. Zhang Yuping felt deeply happy, being pulled forward by her outstanding husband. Yet, they had barely walked five meters when the voice of the Empress Dowager Zhao Ji reached them: “Young sir, please stop!” Gao Liang realized then that a middle-aged beauty had appeared in the pool of the Jade Pool, accompanied by a young attendant—both stunningly graceful. The women bathing in the pool were exceptionally alluring, and Gao Liang’s spiritual sight had already taken in a full feast. Man, the Empress Dowager of the Qin Dynasty and her attendant were quite beautiful—surely the women of the A Fang Palace and Xianyang Palace must be even more radiant. Gao Liang paused, which surprised Zhang Yuping, as she had always thought of herself as his primary wife. If her husband truly found himself captivated by each new woman he met, where would her place be? “Giggling!” Zhao Ji and Ning Xiang approached, standing before Gao Liang. Gao Liang radiated elegance and charm—indeed, having ascended to the realm of divinity, through rigorous physical training and mental cultivation, his appearance and physique had been continuously refined to their peak. He was now a man of unparalleled beauty, even surpassing the famed Pan An in the mortal world and outshining Song Yu’s rebirth! No, whether in the human realm, the divine realm, or the demonic realm, Old Gao was the undisputed handsome prince—on heaven, earth, and beyond! A thunderous roar echoed in the sky—Old Gao stepped onto the stage with his finest presence! "Wow! What a stunningly handsome man!" Zhao Ji was instantly delighted upon seeing Gao Liang, her voice now sweet and melodic. Turning to Ning Xiang, who was gazing at Gao Liang in admiration, she exclaimed, "What are you standing there for? This is my honored guest! Invite him into the Yaxiang Garden at once!" "Right away!" Ning Xiang promptly complied. In the Yaxiang Garden, Gao Liang and Zhang Yuping sat side by side, yet Zhao Ji's eyes were solely on Gao Liang. On purpose, she wore a light pink blouse with a wide, open neckline, allowing Gao Liang to easily see the white rabbits beneath. Damn it! After having seen the movie *Jueju Tai*, where Gong Li played the Empress Dowager—a full-bodied, glamorous figure, with all the attendants boasting prominent busts, it truly felt exhilarating! Now, Zhao Ji was beginning to resemble that Empress Dowager. Gao Liang boldly reached out and gently caressed her ample breasts. The strong, firm pressure of his hand immediately sent Zhao Ji's gaze softening into a sultry charm, her breath growing shallow and delicate. Gao Liang felt utterly satisfied, completely ignoring Zhang Yuping's growing jealousy. This time, as a seasoned traveler through the Qin Dynasty, Gao Liang aimed to achieve both wealth and beauty. Gao Liang pulled Zhang Yuping close into his arms, kissed her gently, and said to her, "My dear! Today, I'm going to treat you especially well!" The voice was whispered directly into Zhang Yuping's ear, naturally soft and delicate, making Zhang Yuping feel a flutter of excitement. Yet, she still replied, "No way!"—though her words were firm, her heart was already full of anticipation. Gao Liang had already picked up on the rosy hue in her cheeks. Haha! Big wife, big wife! You're so fond of being jealous—what if it really turned out that way? Then your husband would have only you as his beautiful companion. That simply wouldn't do! Even if I were willing to stay with you until old age, the other beautiful women wouldn't accept it—Dong Jiao, Chen Yuting, Ying'er… these are all people I truly cherish. I can't simply leave them behind. In truth, Zhang Yuping fully understood: her jealousy wasn't about genuinely competing for attention. It was more about wanting her husband to always keep her close, refreshed and cherished. Simply receiving a warm kiss from him, along with heartfelt words that made her heart race—that was already an immense satisfaction for her. Indeed, the female lead lay happily in the arms of Gao Liang, as if resting against a towering mountain—majestic and full of security. Gao Liang himself was like a great tree, and he was merely a small bird that had settled upon his branches to rest. Zhao Ji watched this couple, her heart suddenly stirred with jealousy. She thought to herself: how unfair life had been to her—both men who once deeply admired her had now left her. Now, each evening, she could only drink and sing with the moon. The men she admired would never allow one of them to slip away from her sight. In secret, she instructed Ningxiang to prepare a pot of wine, then poured a cup herself for Gao Liang, saying, "Young gentleman! Though I am the Empress Dowager and have seen countless handsome men throughout my life, I have never encountered anyone as striking as you. If you don’t mind, would you stay with me tonight? Let’s drink and sing until we’re drunk!" "Very well!" Highlight tightly embraced the graceful, delicate Zhang Yuping in his arms, gazing at Zhao Ji’s ample bust with admiration and beautifully agreeing. In a moment, Ningxiang presented a refined dragon-shaped wine pitcher. Zhao Ji took it, first filling her own cup, then gently shaking the pitcher to pour a full measure into the cup beside Highlight, and also intended to serve Zhang Yuping, but Zhang Yuping declined, so the gesture was left unfulfilled. "To health! Let's raise our glasses!" Zhao Ji swept her sleeve to cover her lips, her head bowed low, nearly level with the table and chairs. Though she didn't particularly enjoy drinking wine, she took a small sip; the rest of the wine flowed down, spilling onto the floor.