The Empress’ Livestream

He was even more certain that trouble liked looking for his Langjun. She didn’t mind her business and found trouble everywhere she went.

He pondered about it. He needed to get up and leave his current position. He pulled the couch, shifting it towards the corner of the wall, and sat there.

Jiang Pengji was speechless and lowered her voice, “Why did you shift the couch here?”

Xu Ke rolled his eyes, saying, “In order to sit comfortably.”

Both looked at each other silently. They did not imagine each other to be like that; they must have been blind.

How could Xu Ke’s hearing be better than Jiang Pengji’s?

He placed his ear against the wall. The sound from the other side became gradually clearer. Even though a gentleman should not eavesdrop, Xu Ke was not a strictly a gentleman of importance. Since his Langjun was openly eavesdropping, why should he hold himself back?

The sound-proofing in the teahouse was done well. If the other party did not speak louder intentionally, there was no way they could have heard anything.

When the sound became clearer in their ears, Xu Ke heard a series of, “En!” and “Ahhhh!” sounds. There were also some sounds made from bodily contact. Xu Ke was speechless.

If it was before his marriage, he would have been puzzled for a moment; however, he was experienced and knew what was happening.

After all… two people were fighting devilishly in a private room, and it was against the wall.

Xu Ke’s face alternated between red, green, white, and black. It was entertaining, as if a paint palette had dropped on his face.

He looked at his Langjun mysteriously. She looked somewhat interested. The tip of her brows were slightly raised, and she listened very intently.

Xu Ke lowered his voice and whispered, “If it is morally wrong, don’t listen!”

Jiang Pengji’s expression said it all; she knew what was happening on the other side of the wall. She was not ignorant.

“Keep quiet. Don’t disturb me.” In response to Xu Ke’s hindrance, Jiang Pengji just waved her hands, slapping Xu Ke’s hands away.

Poor Xu Ke. He was pitied by the audience in the live streaming room again. His fan base even teamed up to acquire flowers and gifts.

Yueluo Wuti: “I cannot take it. I laughed until my stomach hurt!!!”

Tudou Dun Niurou: “I laughed till I spit out the biscuit in my mouth! The streamer is really not tired of framing people. It feels like the young Xu Ke has been angered so much that his lifespan has decreased by a few years. I hope the King of Hell pities him and increases his lifespan.”

Laosiji Lianmeng: “She brought her subordinate along to eavesdrop on the happenings next door. The streamer is indeed the lord of schemes. I respect her.”

Yin Yuejia Zhuge Qinmo: “A group of people laughing mindlessly… I feel that this scenario is very familiar.”

A familiar scene? The audience members were confused. Was there a similar occurrence earlier on?

Even though the live streaming room quota had increased to 150,000 people, it did not reduce the difficulty of fighting for seats. There were those that were slammed for “staying in the signal station and refusing to move out,” while there were others that had an extremely hard time getting a seat in the streaming room.

Who knew what, in previous years, the daily life of the streamer was like? Wasn’t it weird for her to suddenly bring up “something familiar?”

However, there was a congregation of talents in the live streaming room and some knew what she was talking about.

Laosiji Lianmeng: “Oh, I remember. That fateful year, the streamer was on top of a false cave at the royal recreational place. She coincidentally met the princess of the Northern Borderline and Wuma Jun! Pei! Pei! Pei! I still have the recording from then. Notably, the princess was so good at crying.”

Yin Yuejia Zhuge Qinmo: “Exactly!”

However, Jiang Pengji was the only one who heard it that time. Presently, there was a newly married man with her––Xu Ke.

Jiang Pengji relied on her outstanding hearing ability to listen to the movements and conversations next door. It was unnecessary for the audience in the live streaming room; they just had to increase the volume and could easily hear moaning and breathing, as if a cat was scratching a human. There was also an indescribable clasping sound.

Xu Ke looked on and his heart felt very awkward. He could not sit still.

Jiang Pengji, seeing the state he was in, straightened her eyes and asked softly, “Does the couch you are sitting on have worms? Stop fidgeting and listen carefully.”

Xu Ke felt his three senses break down once more.

Jiang Pengji then said, “Our old friend is next door.” She used her fingers to indicate four and hinted towards the north.

Xu Ke understood, and his eyes became big and round. Disregarding everything else, he continued to listen to what was happening opposite of them.

They were both in luck; the people in the other room had fooled around multiple times before. Now, it was calm. The voices sounded breathless.

“Fourth Lang is so heartless.” Princess An Yina’s countenance was filled with lust. Her delicate body was already mature. Her curves were alluring, and her skin had traces of sweat and love-making. It made one drool to look upon her. It was not hard to imagine how intense the sexual intercourse was. “You are about to marry your bride… To think you have such a luxurious amount of time to have an affair with your concubine. Isn’t it hurtful to do this to the Fourth Princess Consort?”

Wuma Jun embraced Princess An Yina, his second sister-in-law, who leaned towards him. His other hand held her slim fingers as she poked his chest and brought it close to his lips for a kiss. They coldly smirked. “That is only to find favor in order to make Chongzhou stable, and only for display. How can she compare to you? You are my darling––my lifeline. She is merchandise that’s not even worthy to warm my bed. Why? Are you jealous?”

An Yina was breathing heavily, and composed a sexual arousal that had not dissipated within her.

She raised her hands to gather her garments and combed her hair behind her ears. She said, “You are truly a frivolous person. She is, after all, your wife.”

“You are still my second sister-in-law.” The implied meaning was such that if he wasn’t a frivolous man, how could he even touch his second brother’s wife and carry on their relationship for years?

“Interesting. An Yina is the most unique. To outsiders, it doesn’t matter however fickle they deem me to be. But you are the wife I acknowledge––the mother of my child, and the one I enjoy ruling with.” Wuma Jun’s brows appeared somewhat gloomy. No men wanted their woman to be the legal wife of another man. “As for the daughter of the Liu family, you may do as you wish with her later on.”

An Yina raised her brows, leaned on his bosom, and asked, “Is it all right if she becomes a pig?”

Xu Ke listened until his body was shivering. From those words, he guessed the identities of the people next door, and couldn’t help but look at Jiang Pengji.

Only, his Langjun was not angry, and her expression did not change. It was cold beyond measure.

“Like a pig?” Wuma Jun laughed abruptly. The laughter that overflowed from his throat sounded very boisterous. “Like a pig! Even if you wanted to throw her into a scorpion pit or bind her up onto a hot pillar… As long as you are happy, anything is fine.”

“You are so cruel.” Princess An Yina laughed gently.

“You are also cruel. The wife follows her husband’s will. I have to be cruel, too.” After that, Wuma Jun stretched his hand into her loose collar, and both looked like they were going in for another round of sexual intercourse.

“Stop it. You’re not being serious. Every time you meet me, you only have such thoughts.” Princess An Yina pushed him away flirtatiously and rose to put on her clothes. “This may be a secluded and safe place, but it is not full-proof. Your second brother is watching me very closely. Let’s not go overboard.”

When he heard about his second brother, Wuma Jun’s face became angry. “Don’t worry, this is my royal uncle’s place. Shouldn’t you know best whether this place is safe or not?”

Prince Changshou was also aware of Wuma Jun and Princess An Yina’s matter. He was aware and generously provided a place for their rendezvous.

“Why are you so gullible? Can your royal uncle be completely trusted?” Princess An Yina asked coquettishly. She rolled her eyes. Wuma Jun was not angry. Instead, he was somewhat distracted. The wildfire he suppressed came rushing back. “Aren’t you afraid he will betray us?”

“What is there to be afraid of?” Wuma Jun laughed coldly. “All of our fates are tied together. If we both are in trouble, he won’t be doing well, either.”

If Princess An Yina didn’t have that intention, Wuma Jun would not have forced himself on her. They both flirted with each other and collected their garments. Then they bathed in a secret corner in the private room.

After a while, other than their faces, which had lingering sexual pleasure, all the other parts of their bodies were back to normal.