Chapter 36 Chapter 36 [VIP]

Emperor Yuan Shuo leaned over and touched her cheek, which was hot from the alcohol. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her face. His face was slightly annoyed. "You still recognize me. Why don't you drink a few more glasses?"

The wine was soaked with many medicinal herbs, and Zi Yan also added deer blood to the wine. People who drink it regularly know the limits and can withstand its strong taste, while people who don't drink know their tolerance level and just try a little bit.

Her body was too weak to be nourished, and she might develop mouth sores and sleepless nights in the next two days. However, she got drunk easily after drinking, and although her body was groggy, her spirit was high, and she didn't know how long her soul had been wandering around.

Shen Youyi carefully grasped his fingers. She had always felt that men's palms were warm and dry, but now they felt very cool. She guided his palm to her cheek, pressing it firmly against hers, and let out a satisfied sigh.

She looked at him eagerly, wanting to put her other hand on him, and whispered, "It hurts so much."

Emperor Yuan Shuo laughed in anger, turning his head away from her tearful eyes and saying calmly, "You deserve it. No one will care about you."

The tears began to flow rapidly, but Naihe Lang was as hard as steel and remained unmoved. He said in a slightly stern tone, "Cry a little longer."

However, she almost cried even louder, and the hand reluctantly moved to the other side.

She got what she wanted and was instantly satisfied. The tears accumulated in her eyes no longer increased, and they covered her out-of-focus eyes, flowing outwards, looking both pitiful and infuriating.

Warm tears slowly soaked the skin of both of them. Emperor Yuan Shuo intended to order the palace servants to come in and wipe her body to cool her down. However, as soon as she turned slightly to the side, the drunkard on the couch would make a fuss. Fortunately, she did not want to vomit, so she could only let him go for the time being and let him calm down and take a break.

Shen Youyi barely managed to stay awake, patted the empty space beside him, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, please lie down and hug me."

He was in a high position, and although she had no time to be distracted, she felt very guilty and was always afraid that the emperor would see something.

Emperor Yuan Shuo laughed. Although he didn't follow her wishes, he just sat beside the couch and said in a gentler voice, "Can we still go back to Qingping Palace?"

How could she lie here drunk? He was not here to have a secret affair with her. The two of them hugged each other in disheveled clothes. He was not Liu Xiahui, so it was inevitable that he would be distracted after drinking.

But he was not the only one in the room who was confused. Shen Youyi said nothing and was dazed for a while, but her hands became restless. She did not cry out that it was hot, but just pressed his palm tightly to find the source of heat.

The woman's neck was slender, white, and long, with an unusual pink tint. Her dress was half-open, and she took a deep breath. Her collarbone curved into a soft arc, and her slender fingers pressed tightly against the back of his hand, guiding the man to sink inwards from the collar.

Emperor Yuan Shuo watched her insolence quietly with a deep gaze. He could stop this farce at any time... But if he disobeyed her, her face would look very sad, and she would cry in front of him the next moment, as if she had been bullied by him.

The mature man's hot breath fell on her skin. Shen Youyi took a breath and leaned back slightly, exposing her most vulnerable part to him, which only aggravated this silent and detailed torture.

She was born very beautiful, and her figure was also very beautiful. The prince was obsessed with her, and the emperor also had normal thoughts about her. She easily captured the most powerful man in the world with her beauty, and also bore a bloody sin.

The prince told her clearly that her husband died young because he wanted to get her, and what role did she play in it?

Would she be the kind of woman who couldn't wait to pursue wealth and glory and would hand over a knife?

But why is she so sad?

It was as if all her rationality had been burned away, leaving only her evil nature. She swallowed, the only thought in her mind was to have fun together with the strong man in front of her.

The emperor had taught her many strange dreams, and it was very cool at this time. She couldn't wait to stick to him, treating him as a painkiller and heat-dissipating medicine, peeling off the wax coat and swallowing it whole. She couldn't wait to seek comfort in her dreams, and was more willing to pay the man a reward that he would definitely like.

A dead minister and a childless imperial concubine who has leverage over him are certainly not worthy of the prince's fear, but there is still a cloud covering his head.

Soon, this cloud will cover her heavily, bestowing sweet rain and creating ripples on the silk-covered couch.

Who would have known that under this bed, there was a crown prince who was second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

The woman he had almost gotten was also taken away by a more powerful man and loved in front of him.

Shen Youyi thought maliciously, would he be unable to hold back his anger and crawl out to assassinate his father and favorite concubine?

She thought that it would not happen. The prince was not her legitimate husband, but rather the one who was not allowed to be seen in public. If he really had the idea of ​​treason, he would not have hidden away in such a miserable state.

The throne is within his reach, but what about you?

Since he is so curious, she should be merciful and teach him the truth!

She was gentle and pitiful, plundering silently, as if he was the only man in the world who could satisfy her and love her.

The emperor was ill, but she was not greedy and only wanted it once.

The hand inside her clothes suddenly felt heavy, and Shen Youyi screamed in surprise. Her mouth was half open, but it was immediately blocked tightly by the man, and she could hardly breathe.

The man bent his legs and got on the bed to prevent her from bending unconsciously. The drunken beauty whimpered. She was ready to bear the wind and rain without him doing anything more.

She didn't know whether she would be so charming and passionate when she was with Lingyang Hou, but when she was panicked, she subconsciously wanted a fierce beating, even though she knew how difficult it would be.

The broad palms carefully measured the softness of every inch of the valley, and the sorrow between her brows was ironed out. She wished she could turn into a moth and fly towards the light and heat that she could not bear.

She felt a cruel excitement.

One can imagine the jealousy that burned in the man's body just an inch away.

However, just when Shen Youyi was distracted for a moment, her clothes had been properly gathered and even tied with a beautiful knot without being clumsy.

She couldn't tell whether she was depressed or sad. She raised her hands to cover her face and said vaguely, "Your Majesty, don't you feel uncomfortable after drinking?"

Emperor Yuan Shuo felt a little strange in his heart. As for the ridiculous thing of having sex with women outside the bedroom, it was not the first time that the two of them had done it.

But his intuition has always been extremely sharp. Although there were palace servants and eunuchs waiting outside the door, this paradise of tenderness was enough to drive people crazy, but her body was always tense and she could never completely relax... This was very inconsistent with her private enthusiasm.

Perhaps it was just his suspicion, but when he thought that the concubines and ministers were all at the banquet, and that maybe some drunk and confused person would follow the sound and hear the low murmur that should belong only to the emperor, Emperor Yuan Shuo still felt a little displeased.

Even the emperor did not want to let the eunuchs see her charming and passionate side.

"The imperial physician said you need to take care of yourself."

Emperor Yuan Shuo picked her up and weighed her twice. She was neither dizzy nor vomiting. She looked fine, and her expression was gentle. "Zi Yan didn't bring in any warming wine. Why should I be upset?"

If she feels a little uncomfortable, it's because she is too clingy, and she will only look for him to relieve her irritation.

Chen Rongshou had prepared a cloak to cover his body. When he saw the emperor carrying the imperial concubine out, he hurried to greet him and waited for the emperor's instructions.

"Summon the Song court envoy to Qingping Palace and let the imperial concubine see him."

The person in his arms seemed to say something. Emperor Yuan Shuo listened for a moment, then smiled and said softly, "If I don't ask the imperial physician to take a look, aren't you afraid of a sore throat tomorrow?"

When the Song court envoy entered the emperor's inner chamber, where the curtains were drawn, the imperial concubine only showed a part of her wrist and her breathing was even.

She felt a little cool breeze and endured the slight bumps of the sedan chair, and slept for a while, but she was still frowning in her dream and could wake up at any time.

Envoy Song couldn't accuse the Imperial Concubine of drinking. After checking her pulse, he retreated outside the palace and bowed his head, saying, "Madam, you simply have rising heart fire. Once it dissipates, you'll be fine. No need for acupuncture or medication, just some hangover soup will do. You should also avoid meat for the next two days. I'm daring to advise Your Majesty to distance yourself from the Imperial Concubine, but it's for the sake of the royal heir. Even if my medicine is mild, if Madam becomes pregnant, it might harm the heir. However, if you wish to be close to Madam... there are ways around it."

Although he could not say that he knew everything about the affairs between the emperor and the concubine, he knew that the imperial concubine's illness was strange. The current emperor was extremely fond of Wei, and she would be banned for another month after one month. If the prescriptions he prescribed were not effective, he would not have to serve the emperor.

It seemed as if the Imperial Concubine had suddenly stopped taking her medicine, which aggravated her condition. However, matters in the royal family were unpredictable, and the only mild prescription that the Duke of Yan gave to the Imperial Medical Bureau was a mild prescription for nourishing the spleen and strengthening the kidneys. It did not seem like a real prescription that could cure the Imperial Concubine. He had to think twice before using the medicine, and he had to be careful in answering.

Emperor Yuanshuo glanced at him. The Imperial Court Envoy Song knew that the Imperial Concubine had been taking cold medicine too frequently in the past. Imperial physicians like them rarely encountered difficult cases, and they were worried about the Emperor's anger. He had no taboos on this matter, so he said calmly, "I understand."

The ministers who came to report were already waiting in the study. Emperor Yuan Shuo's face was solemn as he listened to Minister Chen talking about the war in southern Xinjiang.

"Last year, Mengshe Zhao unified southern Xinjiang and presented the imperial court with a hundred thousand in gold and silver. Your Majesty appointed his leader the King of Yunnan and dispatched talented individuals to serve as peace officials to assist the King of Yunnan. This year, the King of Yunnan submitted a petition, stating that the Baiman tribe in the country has repeatedly caused trouble and pleaded with the imperial court to send troops again."

The royal family of Nanzhao, the Meng clan, was of the Wuman tribe and originally occupied only a corner of southern Xinjiang. Most of the major families conquered by them were of the Baiman tribe and had stronger soldiers and horses. However, compared with the major families that were wavering towards the Central Plains dynasty, the leader of Mengshezhao chose to surrender to the court, willing to be a vassal, and always called himself a subject in all letters. After the originally more powerful king of Shilangzhao was assassinated, the court took the opportunity to support the Wuman tribe to become the master of Nanzhao. With the loyalty of Mengshezhao to the emperor, the court was able to control the vast southern Xinjiang and rule over Tubo.

Emperor Yuanshuo said calmly, "The fighting has just ended, and bloodshed is always inappropriate. The King of Yunnan has just been established, and some of his subordinates are dissatisfied. I order the Governor of Yizhou and the officials of Nanzhao to send people to investigate the truth and report back."

Minister Chen agreed. It was said that the Baiman tribe had only sought out a few Han people as their military advisors. Mengshezhao's appetite had grown, and there had been constant wars. The King of Yunnan was unable to control him and might not be willing to use his elite troops. The troops of Yizhou were not something that a vassal king like him could summon and dismiss at will. The court also wanted to see whether he had the ability to hold on to his position.

He didn't have much to report, and seeing that the emperor was in deep thought and seemed to have something unfinished, he didn't dare to ask. But Emperor Yuan Shuo waved his hand and told him to leave.

Nanzhao is far away from Chang'an, and there have always been some mysterious legends about the use of Gu. The imperial concubine has always been in Chang'an, and it is impossible for her to have been to Nanzhao when she was young. If a big fuss is made about this and famous wizards are searched everywhere in Nanzhao for tribute, it will only cause unnecessary speculation.

Emperor Yuan Shuo suppressed his worries and approved only a few memorials. Then a palace maid from Yaoguang Palace came to report that the imperial concubine had woken up, but she disliked the smell of the sobering soup and refused to use it.

After leaving the palace where the prince was hiding, Shen Youyi breathed a sigh of relief, but soon she could no longer hold up her heavy eyelids. But when she woke up again in Qingping Palace, she smelled a familiar smell and became much more excited than before. Sometimes she asked someone to bring a white parrot, and sometimes she wanted to play the piano.

When Emperor Yuan Shuo came in after changing into his pajamas, she held the golden melon seeds in her palm. Those absurd thoughts were probably dissuaded by Tan Rui Sui Chao and the others. She sat with her knees hugged, counting the melon seeds in boredom, the number of which she could never figure out.

It's scary when people get drunk, and they even act differently every time. Emperor Yuan Shuo sighed softly. After she recovers from her illness, he can occasionally give her a little bit of fruit wine to cheer her up, but she can't drink any of the rest.

But the imperial concubine had obviously calmed down. Her eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and her movements were very slow. She might fall asleep at any moment. She stingily took a golden melon seed and placed it in his palm, looking at him expectantly.

She is a monster that feeds on men's spirits and can never get enough.

Emperor Yuan Shuo was slightly moved. He knelt down and sat down on the opposite side of her. Although he was scolding her, he smiled and said, "Why are you so stingy?"

If he remembered correctly, she had rewarded the imperial eunuchs more than this.

His beautiful concubine seemed very surprised. She looked him up and down and encouraged him, "If you say the right thing, you will have food."

Emperor Yuan Shuo hesitated for a moment and almost wanted to change a few more imperial doctors to treat her... Is she really okay?

But this scene seemed to have been seen not long ago.

Seeing that the room became quiet after she gave him food, Shen Youyi looked drunk and moved closer stubbornly, repeating what she had just said, emphasizing every word and asking him to imitate her.

"Yi Niang loves His Majesty, she loves His Majesty very much."

She was simple and stubborn, and she wanted to teach him how to say this. Seeing him open his mouth, she encouraged him, "Go ahead."