Chapter 64 [64]

【64】/First release

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

In the bathing pool behind the Yangxin Palace, Xia He's eyes turned redder and redder as she helped Lu Zhiwan bathe and change clothes.

When she secretly wiped away her tears for the nth time, Lu Zhiwan finally couldn't hold back and looked at her helplessly: "Three years have passed and you've grown up. How come you're more emotional than before?"

After being raised in the palace for three years, Xia He had grown into a graceful young lady. The palace maids would respectfully call her "Aunt Xia He" when they saw her. Even so, in front of her master, she was still that honest little girl.

She still remembered three years ago, when her master, dressed in plain, elegant clothing, accompanied His Majesty out of the palace to oversee an execution. It was a beautiful, breezy day, and as she helped her master with her makeup, he even smiled and asked her if she had any cakes or pastries she'd like to eat, asking if she could pick any up on her way back to the palace.

Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for cakes, he received the sad news that his master was poisoned and in a coma.

Three years passed since then, through wind, frost, rain, and dew, with repeated hope and disappointment. I had thought my master would remain in this state of the living dead for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, a miracle occurred, and he would finally be reborn.

"Master, why don't you pinch me or hit me? I still feel like I'm dreaming." Xia He's eyes were bright with tears as she looked at Lu Zhiwan eagerly.

Lu Zhiwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why would I hit you for no reason? Besides, you already bathed and combed my hair for me, so couldn't you tell that I was awake?"

Xia He said, "I was really scared. When you first fell into a coma, I had dreams for several days straight. I dreamed that you woke up, and I was so happy. But I woke up in the middle of laughing and found that it was all just a dream..."

The loneliness after joy is even more difficult to accept.

"Don't worry this time, I'm absolutely serious." Lu Zhiwan said. Seeing that Xia He still looked aggrieved and worried, he reached out and pinched Xia He's arm lightly: "Is this okay?"

Feeling the slight pain, Xia He's brows relaxed a little, and she thought to herself that she would not wash her arm or sleep tonight, but would stay awake until dawn. When the sun came out tomorrow morning and her master was still there, then she would be sure that her master was really okay.

After changing her clothes and casually tying her hair into a low bun, Lu Zhiwan returned to her bedroom in the Yangxin Palace.

It was dusk outside, but inside the bedroom, candles were bright and incense was fragrant.

She walked slowly into the inner hall and immediately saw the tall figure holding a scroll beside the couch.

He was wearing a thin ivory nightgown, and the warm candlelight shone on his jade-like profile with sharp lines. His long eyelashes drooped, and his expression was focused. Just sitting there quietly, his whole body exuded an unattainable noble temperament.

Lu Zhiwan walked lightly, thinking to herself that three years had passed and he had indeed become more majestic. If she had not seen his unknown side, she would not even have the courage to greet such a beautiful woman on the street, let alone go up and invite him to sleep with her.

"Wanwan?"

The man's voice pulled her back from her wandering thoughts. When she came to her senses, she saw him put down the book in his hand and looked at her calmly with his dark eyes: "Why are you standing there in a daze?"

"Nothing." Lu Zhiwan curled her lips and walked over: "It's just that I haven't seen you for three years. I feel that Your Majesty has become more handsome. I can't take my eyes off you."

Xiao Jingting: “…”

It's been a long time since I heard her say such straightforward and corny words.

She had said such corny words before only to please him, but she was mostly cursing him in her heart.

Will it be the same this time?

For the first time, Xiao Jingting felt a little inconvenienced by losing the ability to read minds.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to ask directly: "Do you really think so?"

Lu Zhiwan walked up to him and said, "Really? Why would I lie to you?"

Seeing his serious, half-believing expression, she found it amusing and, pretending to be a playboy, touched his face and said, "Whose handsome man is this? Look at his thick eyebrows, starry eyes, high nose bridge, and thin lips. He is as handsome as Pan An, and he is so handsome and charming."

Xiao Jingting was also amused by her appearance. He grabbed her restless little hand and played along with him: "You are such a heartless and heartless person. You left me and the child without a word and have been gone for three years. Now that you have finally come back, you are still pretending not to know me?"

Lu Zhiwan: “……?”

Wait, what's going on with the kid?

Understanding the doubt in her eyes, Xiao Jingting explained: "Xiao Fugui."

Lu Zhiwan suddenly realized that he was talking about Xiao Fugui, which scared her!

However, they delivered Xiao Fugui together and he was raised in her palace. So, to be fair, there was nothing wrong with saying that he was their child.

"Is it okay?" Lu Zhiwan asked.

"Not bad. But now you shouldn't call him Little Fugui, you should call him Big Fugui. Leopards grow fast and are too big to be kept in the palace. I had him sent back to Jinli Garden."

Xiao Jingting took her by the hand and pulled her to sit on his lap: "Wait a couple of days and find some time, let's go see it together?"

"Okay, I miss it too, as well as Dahua, Erhua and the others..." Lu Zhiwan sat on his lap, and could clearly feel the man's strong thigh muscles, ambiguous posture and body temperature on his back. It suddenly reminded her of a question she had been thinking about while taking a shower just now - it is said that a short separation is better than a new marriage. If they sleep together tonight, will they do that?

Her body had been unconscious for so long, her limbs were still limp and she felt a little weak. And Xiao Jingting used to be like a hungry wolf, unable to stop eating meat once he started, let alone after holding it in for three years.

Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle, and she was worried that she would not see the sun tomorrow.

She subconsciously sat a little further away from him, trying to change the subject. She glanced at the book in his hand and asked, "What is your majesty reading? Uh, the Heart Sutra?"

Xiao Jingting also followed her gaze. The warm yellow candlelight cast a soft color on the off-white rice paper, and the first line of the page was exactly "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color."

"Reading the Heart Sutra late at night, when did Your Majesty become interested in Buddhist scriptures?" Lu Zhiwan turned his head, his dark eyes filled with curiosity.

Xiao Jingting held her slender waist with one hand and looked down at her: "Not interested."

Lu Zhiwan: “……?”

"I want to recite it a few more times to calm my mind. Otherwise, I will be worried when I sleep with you later..."

His eyes were fiery and frank, and the big hand holding her waist couldn't help but tighten, and his voice was hoarse: "I can't help it."

The candle in the quiet bedroom suddenly popped, and Lu Zhiwan's heart skipped a beat.

The man's overly scorching gaze seemed to have substance, burning her cheeks red. She subconsciously turned her face away, stammering and pretending to be stupid: "Then...then you can watch it, I won't disturb you."

As she said this, she twisted her waist and was about to leave his arms, but the next moment, she was pushed back.

"Wanwan." Xiao Jingting hugged her tightly from behind, his strong chest pressed against her back. Through two thin layers of pajamas, they could clearly feel each other's body temperature. When he lowered his head and buried his face in her neck, Lu Zhiwan couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

The ambiguity around her was so strong that it almost swallowed her up. It seemed as if all the oxygen in the air was burned out. Her breathing became rapid, her face flushed, and her mind went blank.

"I miss you so much." The man's deep voice came from his shoulder, sounding a bit dull: "I miss you so much."

Lu Zhiwan could feel it without him saying anything, after all, the body is always more honest than the mouth.

She missed him too, but she felt inexplicably shy at the moment - probably because it had been so long since they had done something so intimate.

While her thoughts were in a trance, the man's thin lips moved along her neck, leaving one kiss after another.

As soft as a feather, yet like an electric shock, her back arched like a cat, and she bit her rosy lips lightly, trying hard to suppress her moans.

Before the big hand on her waist reached under her underwear, Lu Zhiwan's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously pressed his hand: "Don't... don't..."

The kiss on the back of her neck paused for a moment, and his voice grew hoarse: "What?"

Lu Zhiwan was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look back at him. She only said in a mosquito-like voice: "I'm not ready yet..."

Afraid that he would misunderstand her, she tilted her head and said, "Besides, I just woke up today." She really was powerless and couldn't bear it!

The person behind him didn't say anything.

The silence made Lu Zhiwan unsure for a moment. Was he unhappy?

Just as she was about to speak, her ear was kissed again, and the man's laughing voice entered her ear: "I don't want to do that."

Lu Zhiwan was stunned, and then his head was full of question marks.

You're almost putting your hand in there, and you're telling me you don't mean that? You're kidding me.

"I just want to kiss you."

"Then why are you reaching out?"

“…My hands are free, so I’m looking for a place to put them.”

“………”

I'm not afraid of men acting like hooligans, but I'm afraid of men acting like hooligans with a sincere look on their faces.

Thinking about how he always liked to put his paws in front of her when they slept together before, and later when his mental state regressed, he always liked to slept with his hands buried in her chest... Lu Zhiwan didn't know what to say for a moment.

But after explaining the situation, Lu Zhiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it really just a kiss?"

Xiao Jingting turned her face, lowered his head, and looked at her with his deep black eyes: "Yes, but not only."

Lu Zhiwan was slightly startled, and then heard him say: "Besides kissing, I also want to do many other things with you..."

He leaned over and touched her eyelids with his thin lips: "But we can talk about everything after you are well again."

This cautious restraint made Lu Zhiwan feel slightly warm in his heart.

She turned around and looked at him with her eyes bent: "Husband, you are so kind."

Xiao Jingting was stunned, and then a suspicious blush seemed to pass across his cold and handsome face.

Without waiting for Lu Zhiwan to appreciate it properly, he tapped her forehead with his finger and said seriously: "Don't seduce me."

Lu Zhiwan was at a loss for words. Is this what you call seduction?

Her dark eyes rolled slightly, and evil thoughts emerged. She turned around, spread her legs and sat face to face with Xiao Jingting. She raised her arms and hooked them around his neck, winking coquettishly: "Husband, dear husband, how did I seduce you? Don't accuse me wrongly, I will be sad..."

Looking at the little drama queen in his arms who was rubbing against him without knowing whether she was alive or dead, Xiao Jingting's heart was pounding. The next moment, he grabbed her waist with both hands and lifted her up.

"His Majesty!"

The sudden feeling of being lifted into the air made Lu Zhiwan panic. She held his neck tighter with both hands and wrapped her legs tightly around the man's waist: "You...you put me down!"

"No."

Xiao Jingting held her up and walked steadily to the bed: "Since you have the guts to provoke trouble, you must pay some price."

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"It's too late."

"You said you wouldn't touch me, and that's no joke!"

"Wanwan, don't you know that there are many other fun things to do besides that in bed..."

The layers of bright yellow curtains quickly fell, covering up the beautiful spring scenery.