What does breast milk taste like?

Actually, Chu Yuan didn't know either; she had never drunk it.

Why not ask the wet nurses of his sons for some to try? But obviously, the dog emperor had no interest in the wet nurses. He was admiring her while his eyes blazed with intense passion as he gently, inch by inch, washed her, his mind wandering to some unknown scene.

Left, right, left, right...

Chu Yuan was terrified that he would wash her skin off, and felt extremely ashamed, so she quickly hugged him, "Your Majesty, that's enough!"

Emperor Wei Xian slightly raised his eyelids, and his dark, deep eyes made Chu Yuan's heart tremble involuntarily. Suddenly, he smiled and coaxed Chu Yuan's hand away, "Be good, we'll wash each one three times."

Chu Yuan, "..."

At this moment, she was incredibly grateful that Emperor Wei Xian's forced number was three. If it had been thirty or three hundred, would she still be alive?

After washing Chu Yuan's upper body and wringing out the towel again, Emperor Wei Xian prepared to wash Chu Yuan's lower body.

Chu Yuan pressed down on his hand that was pulling back the covers. "Your Majesty, this... this... let Mingyue do it!"

My God, she wasn't wearing pants to let the wound air out.

She was wearing a plain-colored cardigan dress, almost like a nightgown, with a DIY tie-up bra underneath. The room had underfloor heating, so it wasn't cold at all.

But Chu Yuan never expected that the dog emperor would launch a sneak attack on her!

Chu Yuan blushed. "Your Majesty, I hear the child crying. Please go and see."

Emperor Xian of Wei said, "It's alright. There are six wet nurses and three head maids over there; they can manage. I just checked on you when you arrived. You were sleeping soundly. You're probably hungry or you need to pee."

Chu Yuan felt bitter inside; she couldn't get rid of the bitterness.

"Good boy, didn't the imperial physician say that the wound needs to be cleaned every day, otherwise it will easily become infected?"

Chu Yuan couldn't go against Emperor Wei Xian, and her weak strength made it even more difficult to resist.

Before she could finish speaking, the blanket covering her legs was yanked off.

Upon seeing a pair of fair and slender legs, Emperor Wei Xian's eyes narrowed sharply, and his dark ink surged forth like a tidal wave.

He had no idea that Chu Yuan was dressed like this during the day.

She was always dressed neatly when she came a few nights ago.

Emperor Xian of Wei suddenly felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity, and his gaze seemed to be fixed, unable to move an inch.

The young concubine had the same beautiful figure as before, wearing a plain cloud-colored gauze dress that barely covered her peach-like roundness. Her slender and shapely legs extended from her roundness, like tender branches nurtured by mysterious soil, making people drool and unable to control their curiosity about the source.

I desperately want to lift that veil and examine it closely.

Chu Yuan felt a wave of heat emanating from an unknown depth, enveloping her as he stared at her with undisguised fervor.

She twisted uncontrollably, "Your Majesty, please don't..."

Emperor Wei Xian sat up straight, his expression serious. "What's wrong with Consort Ying? I just wanted to wash you, like your personal maid would. Consort Ying has given birth to three princes for me. I don't know how to express my gratitude to Consort Ying, so I wanted to do what I could. For an emperor, that's considered sincere, isn't it?"

"Otherwise, does Consort Ying prefer that I bestow more gold and silver jewels upon her?"

He paused, his expression turning cold. "If that's the case, it's not impossible. I'll summon Eunuch Li right now..."

The words were covered by Chu Yuan's raised hand and disappeared between her fingers.

Chu Yuan lowered her eyes, her raven-feather eyelashes trembling slightly, her face, unadorned with makeup, was strikingly beautiful. "Your Majesty, you know perfectly well that I am not a greedy person, yet you still toy with me like this. You are so wicked!"

As she spoke, Chu Yuan leaned closer and wrapped her arms around Emperor Wei Xian's waist.

The man's waist was lean and muscular, without an ounce of excess fat, and his abdomen was flat and firm, clearly indicating that he exercised regularly.

Emperor Xian of Wei was a self-disciplined man. Even when he was busy with state affairs, he would still find time to practice swordsmanship.

Legend has it that his sword dance is both fierce and beautiful.

Chu Yuan hasn't seen it yet.

Encircling her beloved, supple waist, Chu Yuan leaned affectionately against the man's rock-hard chest, nuzzling her head and ruffling his clothes to reveal his smooth, tanned skin.

Chu Yuan chuckled softly, looked up at Emperor Wei Xian, and playfully licked her tongue with her delicate tongue.

Emperor Wei Xian's breathing suddenly became heavy. He was still angry and didn't want to pay attention to Chu Yuan, but he couldn't help himself. He grabbed Chu Yuan's upturned buttocks with his large hand and pressed her against him while kneading them.

The sheer fabric, combined with the cool touch of ice, is breathtaking.

His voice was hoarse and extremely restrained, "Little thing, you're no pushover either, daring to provoke me like this!"

Chu Yuan replied, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just didn't want Your Majesty to be angry."

Emperor Xian of Wei gritted his teeth, "If you weren't in your postpartum period, I would definitely punish you severely."

Chu Yuan chuckled; she was acting this way precisely because she felt confident and fearless.

But in the end, they still failed to resist.

The man bowed his head reverently and began to wash carefully.

We will not overlook any place where filth and dirt can hide.

The postpartum recovery pills greatly repaired Chu Yuan's body. All the damage she suffered during her pregnancy and childbirth was completely healed, although there were still some traces on the surface.

That was so that people around her wouldn't see her as a monster.

Right now, Emperor Wei Xian wrapped cotton cloth around his finger and gently touched the wound where Chu Yuan had been cut by the scissors, feeling extremely sorry for her. "Yuan'er, I never knew that childbirth required surgery."

Chu Yuan is already lying flat, at your mercy. What can you do?

How could a favored concubine resist the emperor's authority, right?

After lying down, Chu Yuan was surprisingly at ease. Upon hearing this, she hummed in agreement, "That's how it is. Some babies grow big and are difficult to deliver. If you don't have surgery, the tearing will be harder to heal and won't look good."

Emperor Xian of Wei touched it gently, feeling as if he were afraid of desecrating a precious treasure.

After a long pause, he mumbled, "Not ugly, extremely beautiful."

Pink, soft, like peach gum that melts in your mouth.

For some reason, Emperor Xian of Wei found himself salivating and couldn't help but lick his lips.

Chu Yuan was lying flat, so she couldn't see his expression; otherwise, she would have been terrified.

But actually, it doesn't make much difference.

Before long, she felt something warm and moist covering her, its breath rising and falling like feathers. Realizing what was happening, Chu Yuan's mind went blank, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She wanted to speak, but what came out of her lips was a fragmented moan.

Emperor Xian of Wei chuckled softly, his hand climbing up to Chu Yuan's lower abdomen, caressing it with obvious affection.

That was the precious land that gave birth to his offspring.

The ones he's kissing now are his most cherished treasures.

This woman, every inch of her skin, every strand of her hair, every vein, captivated him.

He will cherish her body and soul, and shower her with loving kisses.

"Lu Xueyuan, in this life, I have chosen you!" After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Wei Xian's breath reached Chu Yuan's ear. Gazing at the little concubine lost in a dreamy reverie, he softly, softly uttered his thoughts...