The palace doors weren't closed properly, leaving a narrow gap.
From inside came the soft, girlish laughter of a female, and a man's low coaxing murmur, occasionally laced with ambiguous rustling sounds.
Through that narrow slit, Shen Tang could vaguely see two figures tangled together, leaning into each other.
The man lounged against the soft couch, the female bonelessly nestled in his arms, clothes in disarray, winding around him like a water serpent.
Shen Tang's breath stalled for an instant, the hands at her sides slowly clenching.
She'd long known about the so‑called "original plot," and she understood perfectly that Liu Ye, gone for so long and now the Sea Emperor, having females around him was the most normal thing in the world. She'd even heard rumors that this newly crowned Sea Emperor liked collecting beauties from all races.
Besides, between the two of them, aside from the mutual desire to kill each other, there was never any other relationship.
