After being coaxed by his gentle words, Concubine Keshun's expression softened somewhat.
Coupled with his unhurried teasing, the atmosphere in the room quickly grew intimate.
Her robes slipped halfway down and her pale shoulder glowed softly under the palace lanterns.
Years of careful upkeep meant that although she was nearing forty, her skin remained as smooth as that of a young maiden.
Taking advantage of the moment, Keshun Sanfeng lowered her onto the table.
By then her collar had fallen completely open and the dark robe against her skin creating a striking contrast.
Her gaze had grown unfocused and her breathing turned uneven.
Seeing the woman beneath him so alluring, how could Keshun Sanfeng restrain himself any longer…
Afterward, Concubine Keshun lay limply in Keshun Sanfeng's arms and murmured, "Even for Shen'er's sake, you should get rid of Yue Mingxuan and that wretch. Otherwise, the two of us, mother and son, will truly have no foothold in the harem."
