Chapter 92 Imperial Concubine, can you touch me?

Offspring...

Love thought of her mother.

My mother lost her life because of her offspring.

She was actually very afraid of having a child.

But I also know that as a married woman, no one can escape this.

What's more, there are people in the court who are plotting against Your Majesty.

Mammy is right.

She wants to give birth to a child for His Majesty.

Besides, His Majesty has been so good to her, she should repay him.

Love blushed and nodded.

The nanny smiled and said, "Then please take another look at the booklet. If you have any questions, just ask me."

Looking at this kind of thing with someone staring at it was really embarrassing. Luo Fu hurriedly said, "Mammy, please go out first. I, I can understand it."

The nanny responded with a smile and considerately took all the maids out of the room.

Seeing that everyone had left, Luo Fu picked up the booklet again and looked through it while suppressing her embarrassment.

It started to rain outside again.

The air was filled with chill and cold.

Love felt hot all over.

After reluctantly flipping through it, she pushed the book to the deepest part of the bookcase, stood up and opened the window.

There were footsteps behind me.

Just as she was about to turn around, someone grabbed her waist, buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you afraid of the rain and moisture?"

Luo Fu couldn't help but think of the things in the booklet, and stammered: "No, I'm not afraid."

Murong Jin pinched her left ear with one hand and laughed, "My concubine has always had a warm body, so she is not afraid of this cold wave. Come, lie down with me for a while."

He picked her up sideways, walked to the bed and put her in. Then he kicked off his shoes, leaned over, rolled around with Love in his arms, and finally held her in his arms with a deep sigh.

Luo Fu's heart was about to jump out of her chest, and her body was stiff and she dared not move.

Murong Jin also noticed it, and he held her tighter and asked, "Is Cuiwei Palace bad? Or are you still afraid of me?"

Luo Fu buried her face in his chest: "I'm not afraid of you. Cuiwei Palace is also very good. It's just that I just arrived at Cuiwei Palace and I'm not used to it yet."

Murong Jin's voice was lazy and contented: "Did Cao Kuan come today?"

Cao Kuan should be Cao Dajian.

Love nodded and hummed again.

Murong Jin smiled, lowered his eyes to look at the person who had been buried in his arms, and deliberately asked: "What did he say to you?"

The delicate beauty froze again, her voice so low it was almost inaudible: "Consummation of marriage..."

Perhaps because she was afraid he might do something, she actually raised her head and asked him, "Your Majesty, why did you come back so late today? Are you hungry? Let me ask Shouzhong to make you some five-spice noodles."

I have to deal with my son who killed two vicious dogs.

Murong Jin didn't want to tell her about this, so he raised his hand and pinched her face: "Just lie down with me for a while."

Love had no choice but to bury her face again.

Murong Jin smiled, his hand slowly stroking her long satin hair, and the hostility he had picked up in the court gradually dissipated.

It took a long time.

Murong Jin asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

It's getting late.

Normally, she would have been asleep by this time.

Although she was now lying in his arms as motionless as a quail, her somewhat stiff body was not a sign of sleep.

Luo Fu's face was still buried in his chest, and her voice was muffled: "It's time to sleep."

Murong Jin snorted and laughed, "Who cares what Cao Kuan says? If you're scared, I won't touch you for now. Go to sleep."

Love didn't know what to say for a moment.

She didn't want him to move.

But he really didn't move, and she felt even more uneasy.

What Mammy said kept ringing in my head.

She wants her to take the initiative...

Luo Fu tightened her grip on Murong Jin's sleeve, then made up her mind and quickly reached out to grab Murong Jin's hand at her side.

Murong Jin was slightly startled, then raised his eyebrows.

To make her like this, one has to guess what Cao Kuan and the others said to her.

He waited for her to continue.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He was so angry that he laughed and squeezed her hand: "What are you doing, Concubine?"

Luo Fu didn't dare to raise her head: "No, I didn't do anything..."

Murong Jin pulled her hand and placed it on his chest: "Your Highness, you can't be so timid. What's so good about touching your hand? Your Highness, touch here."

He took her hand and probed inside: "Last time, your Highness touched me through my underwear. I guess I couldn't enjoy it to my heart's content. This time, there's nothing between us. Your Highness, please touch me carefully and see if you like it."

Luo Fu felt like her face could be soaked in boiled eggs.

But I couldn't pull my hand back, so I could only let him stick to it.

Unlike her soft body, his chest was filled with strength.

Love thought with a blushing face.

I always thought he was thin, but he wasn't as thin as he looked.

As she thought this, she didn't notice that Murong Jin was gradually increasing the strength of his grip on her hand.

The novel feeling made her touch it on her own.

Finally, when she felt the movement of the clearly defined waist and abdomen, she realized something was wrong.

His chest and waist were constantly rising and falling, and his heavy breath sprayed on his head. His voice became hoarse: "Do you want to touch me?"

Only then did Love realize what she had done. Alarm bells instantly rang in her heart and she quickly tried to pull her hand back.

However, before she could move, someone turned her over and pressed her down on the bed.

“Hmm…”

There is a patter of rain outside the window.

There are sweet sounds of orioles in the house.

Even the candlelight flickers with the spring light.