After a sudden and unexpected invasion, Faye pressed her down onto the white sheets.
Tessa Caldwell gasped repeatedly, "Honestly, can't you cooperate with me? I'm calling you 'beloved concubine.' I'm the Emperor, you're the favorite concubine, how can you seize control like that?"
Faye couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Then tell me, little Emperor, how would you train your favorite concubine?"
It seemed he wanted to back off, sit on the sofa, and chat with Tessa about training.
But Tessa had no intention of complying, grabbing him with one hand and forming a small fist with the other.
She swung it to pound his solid chest.
"What little Emperor, it's 'Emperor my lord.' Come on, beloved concubine, call me 'Emperor my lord' and let's hear it."
Faye's gaze darkened, "I just want to know how you're going to train your favorite concubine, can you? If not, I can teach you..."
As he spoke, his hands and feet started moving randomly...
Saying words that would make anyone blush.
