I just stole a kiss from you in bed!

“Oh, Your Majesty, this is the eighth time you’ve dropped this pen today. If you’re not interested in reading the memorials, let’s go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and rest until the Prince returns from the Imperial Guard camp.” Over the past five years, Feng Shun had become increasingly numb, and his mindset had even undergone a subtle change after watching this pair of sworn enemies for five years.

Feng Shun was so anxious he wanted to shout: When will these two masters finally get together?! They've been sleeping in each other's arms for five years!

The small couch next to the dragon bed could not be set up in the end. Xiao Yu used all sorts of means to trick Wei Shuang into going to the dragon bed. Now, five years have passed, and Wei Shuang is no longer as stubborn as she was five years ago. It has become normal for her to come and go with Xiao Yu.

Two years ago, Xiao Yu took over the Imperial Guard from Wei Shuang, and Ji Lian transformed from an unknown soldier into the commander of the Imperial Guard.

"Yes, training troops is more important than me." Xiao Yu became increasingly irritated.

The Imperial Guards were then directly under Xiao Yu's command. The training was split equally between Wei Shuang and Ji Lian, with Ji Lian in charge of most of it. Wei Shuang tried to avoid suspicion, but due to her years of military experience, she was very good at training people, so she was often asked to teach new recruits a lesson.

"Your Majesty, what are you saying? The Prince's interest in the Imperial Guard is also for Your Majesty's safety." The Imperial Guard is responsible for the security of the capital city, and the Imperial Bodyguard bears the heavy responsibility of protecting the Emperor's safety.

"Feng Shun, I now have real power, why are you speaking up for Wei Shuang?" A month ago, Xiao Yu reluctantly took over the reins of government from Wei Shuang. One after another, the important officials he had won over came to greet him. After reading memorials for half a month, Xiao Yu felt that he was having a very hard time as an emperor.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This old servant is worried that the Prince will make me angry again and go to the side hall..." You will forbid people from entering the inner room, but you will also be angry and climb into someone's bed in the middle of the night.

"Just thinking about this makes me angry. Did Wei Shuang give me fake medicine? Is that why I'm not getting pregnant? I'll be twenty in half a month, and Wei Shuang still won't agree to be intimate with me." When Xiao Yu was fifteen or sixteen, he could understand and didn't have many thoughts about it. But after he turned seventeen or eighteen, whenever Xiao Yu slept close to Wei Shuang, he would have more indescribable scenes in his dreams, and he would have to change his underwear when he woke up.

The most insidious thing is that Wei Shuang clearly knew what Xiao Yu was after, but she refused to help him. Let alone using her hands, even kissing his forehead felt like taking the regent's life.

If Xiao Yu were to sleep with Wei Shuang for a few more months, she felt she would have a problem from holding it in.

"Your Majesty, this old servant dares to guess that your recent bad temper might be because..."

"What's wrong with my temper? I indulge Wei Shuang's every whim, and I approve all the memorials he asks me to review!" Compared to refusing intimacy, throwing official business back at him made Xiao Yu even more irritable.

“Listen to what I have to say…” Feng Shun rarely felt that his emperor was difficult to serve. He sighed and reiterated his guess, “You see, Your Highness’s temper is always very irritable when you enter your susceptible period each month. You often get so angry that you go to the side hall. I think your symptoms these past two days are somewhat similar to those of your susceptible period.”

"Vulnerable period?"

"Yes, this old servant has heard that Gan Jun is more irritable before and after the separation."

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized what was going on. He ignored the unimportant memorials on the table and walked out of the imperial study with an air of self-importance.

Before long, they arrived at the Imperial Hospital.

When the emperor arrived, all the imperial physicians put down their work to respectfully welcome his arrival.

"Never mind me, you all continue with your work. Summon Imperial Physicians Zhang and Li to see me."

The two imperial physicians have now become Xiao Yu's confidants and can do whatever they want in the Imperial Hospital, but Feng Shun is the one who digs people out from piles of medical records.

"His Majesty is probably going to divide us!" Feng Shun said excitedly in a low voice.

The two imperial physicians trembled in unison as they hurriedly followed Feng Shun to Xiao Yu's side.

"Your Majesty, you could have just summoned me if you needed to, why did you come in person..." After a polite bow, it was Physician Li who spoke first.

"Let me wander around more, and I'll come and take a look," Xiao Yu said, offering a medical order.

In any case, Xiao Yu would never admit that he was just wasting time wandering around the Imperial Hospital to avoid reviewing memorials.

The group then slowly returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xiao Yu placed his hand on the pulse pillow and quietly observed the expressions of the two imperial physicians.

Suddenly, two joyful voices erupted in the hall. The two imperial physicians looked at each other excitedly, then knelt down and kowtowed to congratulate Xiao Yu.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Judging from your pulse, your differentiation will take place this month!"

Five years, a full five years, and their emperor is finally about to be divided into a usurper.

"Really?" With her wish about to come true, Xiao Yu could hardly believe it.

"How dare we deceive Your Majesty! Your Majesty, good news is on the horizon!"

The excitement on the faces of the two imperial physicians seemed genuine, and Xiao Yu was certain that if he hadn't been there, the two physicians would have been able to lift each other up to the suspended dragon pillar in the hall.

"Very good." Xiao Yu had Feng Shun give each of them a jade ruyi as a reward.

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In late autumn, night fell earlier and earlier. Just before darkness completely descended, Wei Shuang arrived at the Yangxin Hall, travel-worn.

Five years have passed, and the twenty-seven-year-old Regent's features have become even more sharp, but his eyes and brows have softened, and his whole face is full of the vicissitudes that Xiao Yu has tamed.

"Wei Shuang, you're back so late, dinner's all cold." The banquet table was clearly only half full of dishes; Xiao Yu was blatantly lying.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for the delay on the way." Wei Shuang took out a packet of freshly baked osmanthus pastries from her chest. There was a pastry shop on the corner of the main street in the capital that made particularly delicious osmanthus pastries. The osmanthus flowers in the palace had just been hung on the trees a few days ago, so Wei Shuang bought them for her.

“That pastry shop is usually sold out by the afternoon.” Xiao Yu bluntly exposed Wei Shuang’s excuse, but considering Wei Shuang’s thoughtfulness, he raised his chin and gestured for Wei Shuang to sit down.

Although Xiao Yu had not yet differentiated, she had grown considerably in the past five years. After living and eating together for five years, Xiao Yu had grown up to be only a head shorter than Wei Shuang. As she matured, Xiao Yu became even more beautiful, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes. The amber color in her eyes had faded a bit, blooming in her peach blossom eyes like the shimmering surface of a lake bathed in the warm summer sun.

Just looking at it for a short while made one's breath catch in their throat. Wei Shuang had no choice but to look down at the empty plate in front of him. He skillfully unwrapped the oil paper that wrapped the pastries, picked one up, broke it in half and tasted it before handing the other half to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu opened her mouth and bit down, her cheeks puffing out, but it couldn't ruin her beautiful appearance. Wei Shuang withdrew her hand in time.

“Your Majesty, you’ve forgotten again that you must not eat food from outside sources.” Wei Shuang twirled the crumbs between her fingers, still warm from Xiao Yu’s lips.

"If I don't eat, I won't live to see Wei Shuang come to save me." Xiao Yu had already gotten used to Wei Shuang's occasional long-winded speeches.

Wei Shuang: "Times have changed. You are now the Emperor of Liang, and this matter is of great importance."

"I'll only eat what Wei Shuang gives me. I'm not stupid." Xiao Yu put down his jade chopsticks unhappily, staring intently at the shrimp placed directly in front of Wei Shuang, waiting for her to peel them and coax him.

Those hands, covered in calluses, indeed reached for the shrimp plate.

Rough fingertips twist off the shrimp head, carefully remove the shrimp vein, and play with the remaining pink shrimp meat between the ten fingers.

Then, the shrimp was rolled into the emperor's stomach by the tip of a pink tongue.

"I will be twenty in half a month." Xiao Yu chewed on a shrimp, his gaze never leaving Wei Shuang.

Wei Shuang paused in her shrimp-peeling motion: "Your Majesty and I agreed that Your Majesty would divide us up afterward."

"Does it have to be after differentiation? I'll be of legal age soon." Xiao Yu heard that one of Ji Lian's colleagues, who hadn't even reached adulthood yet, had already become a father, while his imperial offspring hadn't shown any signs of life.

Alas... Not only the imperial heir, he couldn't even kiss Wei Shuang's lips. The worst thing he did to Wei Shuang was to have a wet dream.

A jar of fragrant old wine sits beside me, but I can only smell it.

“It is rare for a man to develop sexual maturity after reaching adulthood, but it is not impossible. Your Majesty, please do not be impatient.” Wei Shuang calmly picked up a slice of ginger mixed in with a piece of meat.

In fact, Wei Shuang was even more anxious than Xiao Yu. Today, he had Shen Que brought to the Imperial Guard camp for questioning.

Wei Shuang: "Could it be because of the brand that His Majesty has not yet differentiated?"

Shen Que's gaze seemed to fall on Ji Lian almost imperceptibly: "Perhaps, but as far as I know, the brand will only deepen your connection with His Majesty, and will not affect the timing of the differentiation. With the royal secret medicine as a guarantee, it is also difficult to affect the gender of His Majesty's differentiation."

The branding only affects the gender of the branded person's secondary differentiation. However, a secret book of the Shen family clearly records that after the branded person takes the secret medicine, they will still successfully differentiate into a Gan Jun.

"I'm not in a hurry to differentiate; it will differentiate sooner or later." Xiao Yu suppressed his plan to share his joy with Wei Shuang and began to think about how to satisfy his craving.

Because of the brand, Wei Shuang's Gan Junxin Incense lost its oppressive meaning for Xiao Yu. Without external factors, Xiao Yu also found it difficult to defeat Wei Shuang physically.

Wei Shuang ran between the Imperial Guard camp and the palace all day long, and her muscles didn't sag at all. Although Xiao Yu also tried to improve his riding and archery skills, he was still weaker than Wei Shuang.

If I can't sleep with him, can't I at least kiss him?

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Xiao Yu, dressed in a fitted black nightgown with the collar half-open, leaned against the dragon bed, leaving half of the bed empty for Wei Shuang to go to sleep.

The familiar aroma of wine wafted in from the outer hall. Xiao Yu took two deep breaths and crossed his legs in front of him.

"Your Majesty, autumn has arrived. Your illness is not yet fully healed; please be careful not to catch a cold." Wei Shuang reached out to help Xiao Yu adjust his collar.

Xiao Yu: "..."

Xiao Yu, who had just prepared a whole host of sentimental words, immediately backed down. He sullenly climbed onto the bed and rolled himself onto the inside.

A moment later, the lights in the palace went out, and the aroma of wine wafted over in the darkness. Xiao Yu quietly turned over, put her legs over, and nervously swallowed.

Xiao Yu was afraid of the cold and instinctively sought out the source of heat. Wei Shuang was a martial artist and had a hot body, so no matter how properly they slept when they were awake, Xiao Yu would always roll into Wei Shuang's arms the next day.

After rolling around in the air for a while, Wei Shuang became desensitized, which made it easier for Xiao Yu to act at this moment. He put part of his arm on Wei Shuang's chest.

He snuggled closer to Wei Shuang, his hair crowning her chin.

Seeing that Wei Shuang did not react, Xiao Yu quietly opened one eye and, using the faint light from inside the tent, determined the location of Wei Shuang's lips and tongue.

Xiao Yu's entire weight was almost entirely on Wei Shuang.

It wasn't a quick separation; Xiao Yu pried open Wei Shuang's lips and tongue, greedily inhaling the scent of his beloved.

The rich aroma of wine traveled down Xiao Yu's lips and teeth, and for the first time, Xiao Yu smelled a fleeting wisp of osmanthus fragrance on himself.

Xiao Yu was taken aback.

The initiative was seized by Wei Shuang.

Wei Shuang, panting heavily, used the blanket to seal Xiao Yu into a black tornado.

"Your Majesty, an emperor should not easily reveal his preferences," Wei Shuang said earnestly with a cold face.

Xiao Yu had succeeded. He grinned and closed his eyes, thinking: How petty! I only stole a kiss from you!

A note from the author:

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[Milk Tea] I'll be able to write about differentiation in the next chapter!