All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 552 323 Hooking Up with a Married Man Deserves Death!_1

Night slowly descended upon South City, which seemed exceptionally festive due to the imminent opening of the Buckle Immortal Gate tomorrow.
Countless pleasure boats drifted on the water at the ferry landing. On one inconspicuous skiff, two women sat side by side, letting the skiff drift along. Queen Lin gazed at the flickering lights, lost in thought, her paddling unconsciously slowing.
Ever since she saw Lin Jinyu sneakily attempting to head toward Su Bei's room in the morning, Dan Wulan had been dragging her around South City for the entire day.
From inside the cabin, Dan Wulan turned back. Noticing the somewhat distracted Queen Lin, she tapped the oar twice, "What is the Empress thinking about?"
Her tone was nonchalant, a simple inquiry.
Lin Jinyu snapped out of her reverie. Noting the late hour, she seemed to recall a promise with someone. She was supposed to be waiting under that tree at this time for him to teach her how to act coquettishly.
But with that person's legitimate 'wife' right beside her, she couldn't very well say out loud that she was thinking of her man, could she? Besides, she hadn't been paying him any mind. It was just the guilt she felt for not keeping their appointment that weighed on her heart. Su Bei is probably just like me, foolishly waiting under that tree right now. Yes, just like that.
Queen Lin composed herself, cleared her throat gently, and casually fabricated an excuse, "Well, I was just thinking that it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival."
"..."
The oar in her hand made a symbolic couple of strokes, kicking up spray.
The boat was small, and Queen Lin's erratic wielding of the oar put Dan Wulan in constant danger of being struck. Dan Wulan sat sideways, her long, slender, jade-like legs crossed beneath her skirt, the purple dress tracing the contours of her graceful figure.
The presence of two such distinctly different auras on the same small boat seemed to make the lanterns on the surrounding vessels dim in comparison.
Dan Wulan knew Queen Lin's distraction wasn't because of the festival; it was very likely related to 'Su Bei'. But there was no rush to get answers now. As long as she stayed by her side, even if Queen Lin harbored any ulterior motives, she would not escape her control.
"The Buckle Immortal Gate event lasts quite a while," Dan Wulan said, blinking at Queen Lin with a casual smile, "It looks like we'll be spending Mid-Autumn Festival here in South City this year. Where do the Empress and the Eastern Emperor usually celebrate it?"
Queen Lin was momentarily taken aback; she hadn't considered this. After careful thought, she hesitantly replied, "It's just a common festival. It's the same no matter where it's celebrated."
Occasionally, a whiff of Dan Wulan's peach blossom fragrance wafted over, lingering around Queen Lin, persistent and slow to fade.
"If you don't mind, you and the Eastern Emperor can join us. It's livelier with more people," Dan Wulan blurted out without much thought, watching Queen Lin for her response.
She had no ill intentions; it was a simple, polite gesture. However, the deeper reason was to use this opportunity to make both Su Bei and Queen Lin understand that she came from a respectable background, and they shouldn't entertain any inappropriate ideas...
Lin Jinyu was surprised by Dan Wulan's invitation.
The atmosphere inside the cabin grew somewhat peculiar.
Yet, on reflection, she had spent countless Mid-Autumn Festivals alone in the Imperial Palace over so many years, long having forgotten the warmth of a crowd. A smile touched her lips as she said, "Alright, as long as you don't mind the extra company."
Dan Wulan paused for a moment, twirling a strand of white hair around her finger, her bangs casting a shadow over her forehead. Then, she tilted her head up, a carefree smile on her face, "We can make mooncakes together."
"Oh, yes! I like the five-kernel filling, and jujube paste is good too. Hmm, egg yolk is also nice..."
"I'm going to make a peach blossom filling."
"Ah... is there really such a filling?"
"Of course, there is! If I make it, it exists."
"Alright."
They were both women, and beautiful women often feel a certain kinship. Aside from the slight reservations in their hearts, they quickly found common ground.
"Speaking of which," Dan Wulan began, "you and the Eastern Emperor have been together for so many years. Why haven't you had any children?"
In her heart, Dan Wulan deeply empathized with the somewhat lonely Queen Lin. Though unfamiliar with the intricate rules of the Imperial Palace, she understood the importance of producing an heir, which fueled her curiosity.
Unexpectedly, the question seemed to touch a raw nerve for Queen Lin.
She took a deep breath, her eyes filled with unconcealed resentment as she said, "It's not just the lack of heirs. For hundreds of years, I haven't even shared a bed with him!"
"You mean, after all these years? You two haven't even slept together?!" Dan Wulan exclaimed.
"..."
At that instant, time seemed to stop. The sound of water LAPPED softly against the hull. Dan Wulan's heart, one moment calm, was seized by a tempest the next, as if she had discovered a new continent. She scrutinized the woman before her from head to toe.
On that stunning face, long lashes cast soft shadows, her eyes like tranquil dark pools. Adorned in a Phoenix Liuli Skirt, her vermillion lips curved with a mature allure. Every movement exuded an unpretentious nobility—calm, serene, like a gentle spring rain that soothes and captivates the soul. How could any man in the world not be moved by such a woman? Is the Eastern Emperor blind, or is he not even a man?