That morning, after the intense love-making, Xue Li had just finished cleaning Han Feng's cum-filled cock with her mouth when there was a sudden knock at the door.
Han Feng's satisfied smile faltered, and his brow furrowed.
"What is it?" His voice held a sharp edge, betraying his displeasure at the interruption.
"Forgive me, Your Majesty," came the hesitant voice of the guard, "but Lady Qing's head maid is here, asking for an audience."
Xue Li's breath caught in her throat as she scrambled to get under the blanket to cover herself.
Han Feng clicked his tongue in irritation at the interference and for making Xue Li startled. "Dispose of her."
But before the matter could be settled, a desperate voice called from the other side of the door. "Your Majesty! Please, have mercy! Lady Qing is pregnant and urgently needs to see you!"