I woke up as the Villainous Empress

Zheng Liang's one hand cradled the back of her head, pulling her closer to deepen the kiss, while the other tenderly held her cheek, caressing her soft skin with his rough hands.

The kiss was a whirlwind of passion and intensity, their lips melding together in a fervent embrace.

His lips devoured her rosy soft lips, his tongue exploring her mouth as if he wanted to consume her whole. No matter how much he kissed her and loved her, it was never enough. As he deepened the kiss, Yang Ning surrendered to his touch, closing her eyes and succumbing to the dizzying sensation of their connection.

She forgot all about her earlier anger, completely surrendering to desire. Responding to his passionate kisses, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, their bodies pressing against each other with an urgent need.

Their embrace was intense, their hearts beating as one as they reveled in the intoxicating closeness.

Seeing her actively responding to his kisses, Zheng Liang let out a pleased and impatient groan. His desire surged, fueling his boldness as he explored her further. While his lips continued to suck on her soft lips with fervor, his other hand traveled down, boldly kneading her mounds through the thin layer of her nightgown. They were soft and enticing beneath his fingertips.

"Hmmm~" Yang Ning moaned as Zheng Liang's hands explored her breasts, massaging them, pinching her nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His intense kiss left her mind reeling, while his skilled hands played her like a musical instrument.

A hot pool of pleasure began to build in her lower abdomen, fueled by desire and anticipation. It had been far too long since they had made love, both consumed by their busy lives and the preparations for Zheng Xiang's return to the palace. Just like him, she was greedy for his touch, craving the pleasure only he could provide.

Even though she had been angry with him earlier and had decided to ignore him for the next two days, Zheng Liang's cunning seduction had weakened her resolve. Did he truly believe that by seducing her, she would forgive him and yield to his foxy tricks and desires?

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Well, perhaps if he performed exceptionally well and managed to please her, she might actually consider forgiving him. After all, she wasn't entirely heartless.

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Zheng Liang noticed Yang Ning's impatient moans and her squirming under his touch. Her grip around his neck tightened, her legs growing weak beneath her. If not for Zheng Liang's firm hold, she would have collapsed from exhaustion.

In her desperate attempt to quench the thirst of desire burning inside her, Yang Ning not only drew him closer but also responded to his kiss with a passionate fervor. Her kisses were sloppy yet eager, her tongue darting into his mouth to deepen the kiss, fueling the fire of passion within him.

Zheng Liang took a sharp breath, overwhelmed by his foxy wife's bold actions that drove him wild. Her mere glance was enough to send him into a frenzy, and now her active response to his kiss was pushing him to the brink.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath, his patience wearing thin.

"What are you doing~" Yang Ning whined in displeasure when he suddenly broke the kiss. But her protests were silenced by his next actions.

Zheng Liang wasted no time and swept Yang Ning up into his arms, carrying her to the bed. Kissing while standing had been exhausting for Yang Ning due to their height difference, her neck feeling slightly sore from craning it and being on tiptoes the whole time.

Her legs felt weak from the intensity of their kiss, so she was relieved when he finally took her to the bed.

As soon as Yang Ning's back hit the soft bed, Zheng Liang loomed over her, his knees planted by her sides. His gaze bore into hers with intensity as he swiftly discarded his upper robe, tossing it to the ground in a haste.

Yang Ning couldn't help but gulp with nervousness and anticipation as his bare upper body came into view. His skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, not from toiling in the training ground for hours, but rather from the passionate moments they had shared earlier, and his restraint in holding back his desires.

"Wow~" She couldn't stifle a soft moan as she took in the sight of his chiseled abdomen muscles, each defined curve drawing her gaze irresistibly. How could this man be so utterly captivating? His physique seemed as if it had been meticulously crafted by an artist's hand.

His eight finely sculpted abs rippled with every movement, his chest muscles firm and prominent, and his shoulders exuded strength without appearing overly bulky, like those of a bodybuilder.

She couldn't help but marvel at the perfection of his face and body. It felt like she must have saved a country in her past life to be blessed with a husband like Zheng Liang. Well, even though she hadn't saved a country, she had earned numerous awards, medals, and honors for her country.

It seemed that fate had smiled upon her, bestowing upon her the gift of a husband as ethereal and enchanting as Zheng Liang.

While Yang Ning was lost in admiring his perfectly sculpted body, Zheng Liang's lips curled into a proud and satisfied smirk. It was gratifying to see his wife in a daze, her admiration evident in her eyes. All those hours of training hadn't been in vain. The physique he had honed for battle to confront the enemies now served him well in seducing his wife.

It was a win-win situation indeed!

"Enjoying what you see?" Zheng Liang's voice dripped with boldness and desire as he spoke, his lips curling into a daring smirk. "If you want, you can touch them as well. They're all yours." He held Yang Ning's hand firmly, guiding it to his taut abdomen muscles and his firm chest with a tantalizing confidence.

Yang Ning's face flushed crimson with embarrassment at his bold words, her heart racing with anticipation. Her hand trembled slightly as he guided it to caress his naked chest, then his abdomen muscles, stopping momentarily at the firm lower abdomen muscles. She could feel the tautness beneath her fingertips, sending a jolt of electricity through her veins.

Part of her wanted to retract her trembling hand, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. Yet, as she felt his body respond to her touch, a wave of nervous excitement washed over her, heightening her senses and igniting a fire within her.

With a visible gulp, she found herself unable to resist the allure of exploring his sculpted physique further.