Chapter 92: Meaningful

"What are you talking about?"

Emperor Jingxuan, still in his court robes, lifted the pearl curtain and strode inside with a powerful voice and a commanding aura.

He walked over leisurely, and as soon as he came in, his eyes were fixed on Yun Wan's direction, and then he naturally sat in the seat closest to her.

Fuling, who was always chattering and lively in front of Yun Wan, suddenly became as quiet as a quail when she saw him and didn't dare to say a word.

As soon as she saw him, Yun Wan recalled the absurdity of last night. She subconsciously lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze and whispered softly, "We're talking about the person who knocked Fuling unconscious last night."

She paused, glanced at Fuling and said, "This man dared to commit violence in the palace. It's really despicable. Fortunately, this girl is fine, otherwise I would feel guilty for the rest of my life."

A cold light flashed in Emperor Jingxuan's eyes. "I will investigate this matter, madam, don't worry."

Glancing at Fuling, who was standing trembling beside her, he said coldly, "As for this girl's dereliction of duty, for my wife's sake, I will not pursue it."

Madam, if you want to protect this palace maid, Emperor Jingxuan will not refuse her.

Fuling felt relieved, "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Auntie!"

Knowing that Yun Wan was deliberately speaking for her, Fuling became more annoyed at her carelessness and decided to be loyal to her aunt in the future.

Emperor Jingxuan frowned, very dissatisfied with her address.

Fuling suddenly had an idea and quickly changed her words: "Thank you, Master!"

There is a world of difference between aunt and master. One is a courtesy title showing closeness, while the other represents one's own position.

Fuling understood that perhaps from today on, she would belong to her aunt.

Yun Wan didn't care who Fuling belonged to. She felt relieved that she was not punished.

There were still a few pieces of almond tofu left in the jade bowl in front of him. The small milky white pieces of milk tofu were sprinkled with almond crumbs and light yellow honey, which made him very hungry just by looking at them.

Yun Wan twisted the small porcelain spoon and brought the tofu to her mouth. She took a light bite and it melted in her mouth.

The milky white tofu kernel touches the bright red lips, and is instantly coated with a layer of honey juice. The already plump lips become even more delicate and tempting, tempting people to kiss them.

His eyes focused on her lips opening and closing, Emperor Jingxuan casually asked, "What did you eat, Madam?"

Yun Wan glanced down at the bowl and said truthfully, "Milk and almond tofu."

"I want to eat too, Madam, feed me."

Emperor Jingxuan rested his knees on his palms and spoke loudly, his eyes showing no concealment at all.

Feed him?

Meeting his burning gaze, Yun Wan's fingers holding the porcelain spoon became unsteady and she felt embarrassed.

It would be fine if he was a weak patient or a child, but she had to feed this strong and powerful man with her own hands.

With hesitation in her eyes, she bit her lips lightly and reluctantly scooped a spoonful of food.

The palace maids beside him seemed to hear nothing, and were as quiet as pillars, if only the corners of their mouths had not risen uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Yun Wan's curled butterfly wings trembled slightly, and she immediately withdrew her hand.

Emperor Jingxuan glanced sideways and ordered coldly: "You have nothing to do here, all of you retreat."

After the palace maids left, Emperor Jingxuan repeated his old tricks.

Yun Wan had no choice but to feed him with her own hands.

Emperor Jingxuan swallowed it in big gulps, staring at her intently, as if he was not eating almond tofu, but her.

In short, it doesn't look very serious.

After finishing the remaining almond tofu, Emperor Jingxuan looked very satisfied. He stretched out his long arms and held the person in his arms, hugging him tightly.

His whole body was hard and his strength was astonishingly great, making Yun Wan uncomfortable in his embrace.

Seeing this, Emperor Jingxuan's eyebrows softened and asked, "Did you hurt Madam?"

“A little.”

Yun Wan whispered, especially the waist that he had tightly pinched last night. She saw several fingerprints this morning, and it was probably black and blue by now.

This is also because Yun Wan's skin is too delicate, just like a baby's, and the slightest touch, kneading, or sucking will easily leave marks.

"Let me take a look."

Emperor Jingxuan spoke concisely, holding her wrist and pushing up her wide sleeves.

Everywhere he looked, he saw traces of himself. His expression paused, and suddenly his heart surged like a tide.

This was the mark he left on his wife. This thought made Emperor Jingxuan's blood boil.

His eyes were serious and burning: "Madam, are you feeling unwell in any other way?"

Yun Wan paused and shook his head.

Emperor Jingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Yun Wan nodded, her expression sincere: "Seriously."

Unexpectedly, he said, "I don't believe that Madam would lie. I want to check it myself."

As Yun Wan exclaimed, he picked her up and carried her horizontally, heading straight for the bedroom.

The joints of his slender fingers were distinct. Emperor Jingxuan opened the porcelain lid and scooped out a lump of jade-white ointment. He then applied it on the petals with his fingers and massaged in circles.

The petals were so delicate, how could they withstand the caress of his calloused fingertips? In a moment, the petals began to tremble as if being harassed by insects and birds.

Emperor Jingxuan felt that she was pitiful and cute, and could not help but lower his head and kiss her.

Yun Wan stared wide-eyed, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, her snow-white face suddenly turned pink, and she grabbed his sleeves and struggled wildly.

Unfortunately it is of no avail.

I don’t know how long it took, Yun Wan’s eyes were relaxed and charming, her red lips were slightly open and she was breathing softly, her pink tongue was looming, like a fish stranded on the shore.

On the other hand, Emperor Jingxuan was neatly dressed and looked like a gentleman, if only his thin, well-defined lips were not glistening with water.

He casually wiped the water from the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with lust, and he looked bitter.

Yun Wan's cheeks felt hot after just one glance.

She turned around quickly, leaving him with only her slender and unattractive back.

A muffled laugh rang out, mixed with thick joy. Emperor Jingxuan's Adam's apple rolled. He reached out to adjust the hem of her skirt, then leaned his whole body against her.

He lay sideways, his fingers occasionally tangling in her hair, making circles, and his low voice overflowed, lazy and leisurely:

"Madam, your fragrance is so pleasant. It seems that my headache has not recurred for a long time when I am with you."

His light words made Yun Wan suddenly alert.

She explained with a smile, "Perhaps it's because I've been stained with that fragrance. I think it's nice, so I usually ask Fuling to light one or two. Over time, the fragrance has become stronger."

"If Your Majesty likes it, you can also order people to use this incense to fumigate clothes."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingxuan's brows relaxed, "Really?"

He just said it casually, but the lady's serious explanation seemed to make her intentions more obvious.

Looking down at her delicate and beautiful profile, Emperor Jingxuan sighed softly, "Madam, do you know when I smelled this fragrance at its strongest?"

Yun Wan leaned sideways and asked, "When?"

The corners of Emperor Jingxuan's lips curved deeper. "Last night, when my wife and I were making love, the fragrance was so rich that I was intoxicated by it for a long time and couldn't extricate myself."

His tone was leisurely and meaningful.

Yun Wan was stunned, not sure what he meant.

Is it a tease, or does it have a hidden meaning?

No matter which one it is, it doesn't prevent her from having a blush on her cheeks and ripples in her eyes.