Chapter 26 Case

The two kissed for a while before calling someone in to bring water and clean up.

Guo Kai calmly ordered the palace servants to bring in water, and pretended not to notice the mess on the table. The imperial concubine had been staying here every day during this period, and she had long expected that the emperor would not be able to control himself, so she had made preparations in advance.

Chan Zhen shyly buried her face in His Majesty's chest, not daring to look up at the palace maids' faces. Even after so long, she could still sense the scent from the study lingering on her nose. But she was overthinking it. These palace maids had seen all sorts of things, and with His Majesty right before them, how could they dare show any unusual expression?

Knowing that she was shy, Chen Dingyao and the other palace servants prepared the water and then waved their hands to let them all go, leaving this space only for the two of them.

He lowered his head and saw the red tips of her ears, which were as fragile and thin as a piece of ruby.

"Why are you still so shy?" He reached out and brushed away the messy hair from her ears, whispering.

Chan Zhen, however, snuggled deeper into his embrace, her voice muffled from his chest: "How can I possibly compare to your Majesty's thick skin?"

Although she had been trained from a young age in the art of pleasing men, she was unwilling to do so and had never used those tactics on anyone. His Majesty was always dominant in bed, his every move seeming to crush her. She found it difficult to withstand him, let alone respond. Furthermore, she was much younger than him, and being pampered by him like this, it was inevitable that she would act a little too coquettishly towards him.

He remained calm, "Love between men and women is common sense. Why should I avoid other people's gazes when I'm with the woman I love?"

If the emperor still had to be secretive about his feelings for a woman, not daring to show them publicly, then he was truly a coward. He longed to declare his feelings to everyone, so that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him and gaze upon the land.

Zen Zhen raised his head from his arms, a hint of complaint in his eyes: "Your Majesty, your description is neat, so there is naturally no need to be shy."

It was obvious that they had done the bad thing together, but except for the hem of his clothes being a little messy, the rest of his clothes were still neat and tidy. However, her clothes were messy, even her hair was loose, and she had just cried so hard that her makeup must have been smudged. How could she face people in person?

"Your Majesty, would you like others to see me in this disheveled state?"

Chen Dingyao lowered his eyes to look at her. Her eyes were still moist with a hint of spring in them. The rouge under her eyes had blurred, making her face look even more rosy. His throat tightened at the sight, but considering her young age, he suppressed that lustful thought.

"I really don't want to." He gently stroked the corners of her eyes and eyebrows with his rough fingertips.

Chan Zhen felt that his eyes looked a little dangerous, and she was frightened. She had just finished and she didn't want to do it again, so she stood up from his arms, put her clothes in place, and only glanced at him with the corner of her eyes, saying, "I am going to wash up, Your Majesty, please do as you please."

After they had just expressed their feelings to each other, Chen Dingyao was now obsessed with her and was unwilling to let her out of his sight, so he took her hand and pulled her back into his arms.

"I'll accompany you."

Chan Zhen looked at him suspiciously, thought for a moment, and said, "Then your Majesty must promise me that you will not do this again."

Chen Dingyao nodded, feeling both amused and helpless: "Well, I promise I won't do anything stupid."

Has he really lost his credibility in Zen Zhen's heart?

During the washing process, Chanzhen kept holding her chest defensively and looked at him with vigilance from time to time. Fortunately, His Majesty really did what he said this time and just helped her bathe seriously without doing any unnecessary movements.

After taking a shower, Chan Zhen felt refreshed all over. The sticky and damp heat that had been clinging to his skin had completely dissipated. However, he had just expended too much energy, and now he felt a little tired and lazy.

While she was bathing, the palace maids had already brought her a new dressing box with all kinds of accessories neatly arranged in categories. At first glance, it was full of jewels and precious stones.

Chen Dingyao watched with interest as the palace maid dressed her up. While the maid was looking at the full dressing box and wondering which hairpin to use, he had already picked out a golden phoenix-wing hairpin and inserted it into her hair.

"This is good, it suits you."

Looking at his masterpiece, he nodded with satisfaction.

Chan Zhen raised his hand to touch the phoenix-shaped golden hairpin in front of the mirror, frowned and was about to pull it out, but he stopped him with his hand.

"It looks good to me, why don't you want it?"

Chan Zhen turned around to look at him and asked with some concern, "Is this hairpin a little bit over the line?"

The phoenix-shaped hairpin is exclusive to the Empress. No one knows who put this golden hairpin into the box. It is really not appropriate for her to wear it as a noble concubine. If people see it, they will inevitably think that she is greedy and covets the position of Empress.

"Whether it's beyond the rules or not is entirely up to me." He adjusted the hairpin back into place, his movements so carefully that it seemed as if it wasn't just a hairpin worn in a woman's hair, but an ink pen that pointed out the world. "I want to see you wearing it."

This move made Chan Zhen feel uneasy. What did His Majesty mean by this? She had a vague guess in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask him. For now, she was very satisfied with the situation. If His Majesty was just saying it casually and didn't mean it, wouldn't her joy be in vain?

As if sensing her inner uneasiness, Chen Dingyao embraced her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Chanzhen, wait a moment."

He has already made preparations, and he will definitely put Zen Zhen in that position in this life.

Zen Zhen had no doubts and only smiled and nodded: "I believe in your majesty."

His Majesty never broke his promise to her.

Now her hair and clothes have been tidied up, the only thing left is the makeup on her face. Chan Zhen actually doesn't like to wear too heavy colors. She usually just uses black ink to draw her eyebrows and puts on some rouge to make herself look more healthy.

Chen Dingyao usually had to go to court much earlier than her, so he seldom had the chance to see her dressing up. But today, he was in high spirits. After he had inserted the hairpin for her, he was eager to draw her eyebrows himself.

"Zen Zhen..."

Seeing him already holding the eyebrow pencil, Chan Zhen couldn't help but guess what he was planning. However, she still had some doubts. His Majesty was so used to wielding a pen, could he really draw eyebrows? He mustn't paint her face like a clown. But seeing His Majesty's expectant eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Seeing that she agreed, Chen Dingyao gently lifted her face with one hand.

Zen Zhen closed his eyes nervously, only his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she couldn't see his movements, she could still feel his serious gaze on her face. The right hand that once wielded great power to command the world was now drawing her eyebrows. The tip of the pen was very gentle on her face. An itch spread along with his movements, making her heart tremble uncontrollably.

"alright."

Hearing this, Chan Zhen gently opened her eyes and met his smiling eyes, which made her feel a little expectant.

She looked in the mirror and was surprised to find that His Majesty's eyebrow-drawing skills were quite good. His eyebrows were as delicate and graceful as distant mountains, even better than her own.

She reached out and touched her brow, unable to help revealing a smile of surprise on her face, but after a moment the smile gradually faded away.

Chen Dingyao thought she was dissatisfied: "What's wrong? Is it because my painting is not good?"

But she was thinking in her heart, maybe it was because she hadn't drawn eyebrows for her for too long that her skills had become rusty.

Zen Zhen looked at him hesitantly, and after a long moment, he asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, have you ever drawn eyebrows for others?"

Chen Dingyao finally understood what she was worried about and said with a faint smile, "I have only ever drawn eyebrows for you."

Although that was in her previous life, she was not willing but was forced by him to do it.

Zen Zhen then turned his worry into joy, but he felt a little uneasy about the jealousy he had just felt.

"Am I being too greedy? Your Majesty is the Emperor, yet I expect you to paint my eyebrows only for me?"

After being spoiled by him for so long, she felt that she had become much more obsessed. Initially, she only wanted to be protected by him and live a stable life in the palace, but now she was becoming more and more unsatisfied.

He smiled faintly and sighed, "I hope you can be a little more greedy."

Chanzhen's care for him is far from enough. He loves her to the core. He has been chasing her from the previous life to this life and is unwilling to be separated from her in all his lives. But Chanzhen may only have a faint liking for him at this time, which is not unforgettable enough.

Zen Zhen turned around and glanced at him: "Your Majesty is using sweet words again."

She admitted that she liked His Majesty, but she was unwilling to lose herself because of this and look forward to her father's arrival like her mother did all day long, and finally died of depression.

If His Majesty continues to treat her like this, she will treat him sincerely in return. However, if His Majesty changes his mind one day, she will take her heart back without hesitation and become an ordinary concubine who does her duty, and spend the rest of her life with him as a respectful guest.

Chen Dingyao knew what she was thinking, but he was not in a hurry. Life was long and they still had a lot of time to spend together day and night. He was confident that he could further open her heart.

Just when I was feeling affectionate and affectionate, I suddenly heard news from outside.

"Your Majesty, the Dali Temple Minister requests an audience."

Chen Dingyao frowned. The Dali Temple Minister was in charge of the prison and would not ask for a meeting at this time unless it was an urgent matter.

He first comforted Chan Zhen, "Wait for me here."

When it came to political matters, Chan Zhen never wanted to disturb him, so he just nodded obediently.

He smiled slightly, lowered his head and gently kissed her brow, then he put on his usual cold and serious look and walked out.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." The Dali Temple Minister was now forty years old, with a serious and upright expression.

Chen Dingyao ordered him to stand up and asked directly, "Why do you want to see me today?"

"Your Majesty, I received a case transferred from a local government the other day. The suspect claimed to be the Imperial Concubine's biological father. The local authorities were afraid to handle the case on their own, so they sent it to the capital for me to handle."

"Oh?" Chen Dingyao's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"You can say whatever you want."