Happy all night

Fu Xuechen's expression eased for a moment when he saw that they were no longer forcing him to depose the queen.

He didn't want to say any more about the matter, so he said in a cold tone: "I have been informed of this matter. I will consider it myself. If you have no other state affairs to report, please withdraw."

The ministers looked at the emperor's departing figure, looking at each other in horror.

They knew very well how ruthless and cruel the means by which Fu Xuechen had seized the throne, but they never expected that he would be so...obstinate and indecisive when it comes to love affairs!

"You haven't seen the methods that the evil queen used to deceive the emperor..."

A minister, still terrified and indignant, told his colleagues, "A few days ago, several of us went to the Qianqing Palace to report on urgent military matters. Guess what? That evil queen actually threw her arms around His Majesty's neck right in front of us and did that...that disgusting thing! It's simply absurd!"

"It is true that beauty is a disaster, bringing disaster to the country and the people!"

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Su Qingli did not receive the expected imperial edict deposing her from the throne, but instead received a bowl of bitter medicine carefully brought to her by a palace maid.

The maid knelt respectfully on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this is the tonic that the Emperor ordered me to bring. He specifically instructed that you drink it in person."

"Why doesn't he come himself?" Su Qingli asked subconsciously.

The palace maid didn't know how to answer, and her eyes were lowered, not even daring to glance at the handsome man next to the queen.

"I don't know."

Su Qingli picked up the medicine, took a deep breath, and drank it all.

The palace maid breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back with the empty bowl to report.

Xu Huangsheng looked at Su Qingli, who looked absent-minded after drinking the medicine, and asked cautiously, "Empress, are you thinking about the Emperor?"

Su Qingli denied it without even thinking, "How could I miss him? I don't even have time to hate him!"

"Also, you don't have to call me Queen from now on. Call me A-Li."

After saying that, she stood up and said, "It's getting a bit boring in this hall. I'm going to go for a walk outside. You stay here and don't run around."

Watching Su Qingli leave, Xu Huangsheng secretly reflected on himself, wondering if he was too boring and could never make the Queen happy.

But apart from eating and sleeping, the queen spent most of her time in a daze, and he didn't know how to please her.

Su Qingli walked all the way to the Qianqing Palace and saw Fu Xuechen's figure almost buried by the mountain of memorials on the desk.

Seeing him absorbed in government affairs, Su Qingli quietly approached him and looked around. "Why isn't there even a servant in front of the emperor? Where is Qian Jue?"

Fu Xuechen stopped writing, thought for a moment, and then answered her, "I've been transferred elsewhere on business. I don't have anyone to serve, so there's no need to waste manpower."

After answering, he devoted himself to government affairs and never looked at her from beginning to end.

Su Qingli's gaze involuntarily fell on his hand that was casually placed on the table. The untreated wound had already scabbed over, and the dark blood scabs on his palm looked particularly glaring and hideous.

She glanced at the wound and said sarcastically, "Are you so busy? So busy that you can't even find time to bandage the wound?"

Fu Xuechen paused his pen again. He looked at his wound, hid it under his dragon robe, and spoke in a dry voice.

"No problem."

"We must properly handle government affairs before we can...hand over this country intact and swiftly, right?"

Su Qingli was inexplicably furious, and her words became even harsher, "You're just being hypocritical!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Xuechen ignored her sarcastic words and continued to review the memorials.

His calm attitude of being ready to die at any time made her so angry that she trembled all over and her fingertips were cold. It took her a long time to relieve the suffocating feeling in her heart.

She simply sat directly in his arms, forcing him to look at the ambiguous red mark on her neck, and said with a cruel and boastful tone: "The male concubine you found for me may not look one ten-thousandth as good as you, but his ability to serve people is much better than yours. Last night... we had a happy night."

Fu Xuechen didn't even dare to look at the mark carefully. His gaze fell directly on the dark circles under her eyes. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His voice was low but unusually gentle: "If you think this will make you happy, then it's up to you, but... don't ruin your health."

His calmness made Su Qingli extremely angry.

She grabbed his hand without giving him any chance to refuse, and forced him to tear her clothes.

"Your Majesty, do you only want to look at this one place? Don't you want to look at other places? Look at how many masterpieces your carefully selected male favorites have left on me."

Fu Xuechen closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear it, his heart was torn apart.

He pressed Su Qingli tightly into his arms, stopping all her crazy and cruel actions.

"Ari, don't do this to me."

Seeing him completely collapse and close his eyes, the twisted pleasure in Su Qingli's heart was satisfied. She stopped resisting, softened her body, and snuggled in his arms.

After a brief trance, Su Qingli felt extremely disgusted with her own addiction.

She suddenly broke free from Fu Xuechen's embrace with such force that it seemed as if she was trying to push away something dirty, and her tone was chilling to the bone.

"Since Your Majesty does not wish to see this, why not come to Kunning Palace in person tonight and see for yourself how I and my male favorite...are affectionate and affectionate."

Without giving him a chance to refuse, Su Qingli walked straight out of the Qianqing Palace.

The last bit of sanity that he had been holding on to finally collapsed. Fu Xuechen seemed to have lost all his strength and leaned back dejectedly. All his struggles, anger and pain turned into silent darkness, completely swallowing him up.

At dinner time, Fu Xuechen was indeed seen entering Kunning Palace.

"Your servant pays homage to His Majesty."

"Stand up."

This was the first time Xu Huangsheng saw the legendary emperor at such a close distance. His handsome appearance and majestic aura made him suddenly realize why the empress was always not interested in him.

With pearls and jade in front of you, how can you pay attention to tiles and stones?

The queen, who had been extremely cold to him, now behaved unusually warmly and intimately, serving him soup and picking up dishes for him.

Su Qingli looked at him with charming eyes, "Ah Sheng, eat well and conserve your energy. You will have to do a lot of work tonight."

Xu Huangsheng remembered what Su Qingli had said. He didn't dare to look directly at Fu Xuechen opposite him and forced a piece of meat into Su Qingli's bowl.

"Ari, you eat too."

"Okay." Su Qingli responded softly, and picked up the handkerchief to wipe the oil stains on his lips.

Fu Xuechen could no longer bear it and slammed the dishes in his hands heavily on the table, making a horrifying noise.

"Take your time, I'm full."

Seeing him stand up and about to leave, Su Qingli called him slowly, "Your Majesty, please stay. We still need to bathe together. Are you sure you don't want to stay and observe?"

Fu Xuechen stood still for a moment before turning around slowly and saying, "Okay."