Cui Mi then brought over the mung bean and lily porridge.

The earlier frolicking had left both of them covered in flower petals. Cui Mi playfully picked up a porcelain spoon and carefully placed mung bean and lily bulbs among the petals on Song Huaixi's body before bending down to taste them.

"Sister... um... you're so naughty..." Song Huaixi's delicate body trembled slightly.

"If the younger sister isn't bad, the older sister won't love her."

Cui Mi plucked a grape from Song Huaixi's hand, peeled off her purple coat, put it in her mouth, and leaned in.

The sweet and sour juice instantly filled their mouths.

"Sister, Mi'er loves you so much." Cui Mi affectionately stroked Song Huaixi's wet hair, her fingers running through her hair, and cupped her head in her hands.

Song Huaixi closed her eyes tightly, tilted her swan neck slightly back, and wrapped her lotus-like arms tightly around Cui Mi's slender waist.

However, she waited for a long time but did not receive the caresses she expected.

All that came was a soft chuckle in my ear.

Song Huaixi suddenly opened her eyes, and what came into view were Cui Mi's smiling eyes, clear and deep, like autumn water.

An indescribable impulse surged within her, and with a sudden burst of strength, she pushed Cui Mi's lithe body aside. Then, with a nimble turn, she placed herself on top of Cui Mi.

Their positions were reversed in an instant.

"Sister, you..." Cui Mi was startled by her actions.

Song Huaixi leaned down, her gaze deepening.

"Sister...no...sister...I was wrong...my dear sister..."

Before long, Cui Mi was covered in fragrant sweat and panting softly.

"Sister!" Cui Mi suddenly grabbed Song Huaixi's hand and threw the shattered lotus flower aside.

The next moment, she hugged Song Huaixi, and with a roll, they were now one on top and one on the bottom.

Song Huaixi felt the other's burning heat pressing against her lower abdomen and couldn't help but swallow hard. She pleaded, "Sister, since you entered the palace in your second year, we've been inseparable. You know Yun Shu never touches me. Sister, have pity on your older sister and give her a child!"

Cui Mi stared at the pain welling up in Song Huaixi's eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does sister really want a child?"

A tear rolled down Song Huaixi's cheek, making her appear even more charming and touching.

“Sister, if it weren’t for you being there for me all these years, I’d probably be a handful of dust by now! I love you dearly and wish I could have your child.”

"Alright!" Cui Mi tossed the fish bladder into the lake and leaned down to kiss it. "Sister, don't regret your decision today."

"Um...no...no regrets..."

A gentle lake breeze, carrying the delicate fragrance of lotus blossoms, slowly approaches.

The small boat on the lake was rocked and swayed by the waves.