Chapter 40: Capturing the King's Heart

The strength of Xiao Jingheng's fingertips gradually increased.

He didn't seem to be applying medicine, but rather trying to rub something off Song Zhao's back.

For example, those purple bruises.

"hiss......"

Song Zhao bit his lips lightly and moaned softly, his body shaking uncontrollably as his strength increased.

Xiao Jingheng saw it very clearly.

The ointment spread over the bruise but did not take away the color of the bruise. Instead, because he had used too much force, it left a deeper red mark on the bruise.

From this we can see that the bruises were not fake, and Song Zhao's intention to risk his life to protect him was also real.

Xiao Jingheng let out a short breath and stopped doubting Song Zhao.

On the contrary, I felt a little guilty towards her.

When helping Song Zhao deal with the remaining bruises, Xiao Jingheng's movements were very gentle.

While applying the medicine, he also blew gently on the wound.

Only after he had completely applied the medicine did he lower his head and gave Song Zhao a light kiss on the back of his neck.

Song Zhao had her back to him, so he couldn't see the expression on her face at the moment.

I only heard her ask with some regret,

"Your Majesty, my back is ugly, isn't it..."

"Nonsense." Xiao Jingheng interrupted her without hesitation, and gently rubbed her back with his warm palm, "My beloved concubine is beautiful. Even the bruises on your back look like scarlet petals. It's just that I feel so sad when I see them."

His lips moved from Song Zhao's jade neck down to her shoulders, and then he said in a low and hoarse voice:

"I will help you apply medicine every day. I believe that you will recover as before and be flawless."

"Your Majesty..." Song Zhao's voice became weaker. Xiao Jingheng watched from behind. She seemed to have been teased so much that her ears turned red. She looked very cute.

But how would he know?

At this moment, Song Zhao used the softest tone and said the most coy words.

But there was a smile of planning at the corner of his lips.

Like a hunter perfectly catching the best prey,

Just preparing to build a fire and have a big meal.

Xiao Jingheng's kiss gradually changed from restraint to madness.

His hand also moved along Song Zhao's back to the spring scenery in front of her.

Song Zhao seemed a little flustered.

The soft and boneless hand clasped the back of his hand with piercing veins.

"Your Majesty... I'm afraid it's not convenient for me today..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man gently pinched her cheek, applying force a little bit at a time, causing her to slowly turn her head.

Their noses touched, their breaths intertwined,

Xiao Jingheng stared at the peach pink color gradually appearing on her cheeks, with a playful smile on his lips.

"I remember your period is not on these two days."

"The bruises on my back hurt a lot when I press them a little. I'm afraid I won't be able to lie flat for several days."

"It's okay." Xiao Jingheng came forward and bit her lips lightly, "You can be on top, so that I can see you."

Song Zhao was extremely embarrassed, and the fair skin on his entire upper body was slightly red.

But Xiao Jingheng just fell for her tricks.

He clasped Song Zhao's waist tightly with his left hand, bringing him an inch closer to himself, and kissed him passionately.

They were just feeling excited, but at this moment, a knock on the door disturbed their interest.

Jiang Deshun said respectfully outside the door:

"Your Majesty, the Empress and Consort Chen heard about the dangerous incident you had in the Imperial Garden today. They have all prepared a calming and nourishing soup for you in Chaoyang Palace. Look at this..."

Xiao Jingheng had a cold water poured on his head, how could his face look good?

He suppressed his anger and shouted out the door:

"Who told them about this?"

It's easy to imagine that when Xiao Jingheng was carrying Song Zhao back to Yaohua Palace today, didn't he run into Concubine Yao at the palace gate?

But Jiang Deshun can't gossip about Concubine Yao at this time, right?

He could only bite the bullet and say he didn't know.

Song Zhao secretly looked at Xiao Jingheng's expression.

Of course he didn't want to leave when he was in the mood.

Even if he had to leave, it wouldn't stop him from being intimate with Song Zhao first.

But if she kept the person now, wouldn't that be tantamount to offending the Queen and the Concubine Chen at once?

Song Zhao is not stupid.

What she wanted was the guilt that the man in front of her felt towards her, not his body.

So she lay in Xiao Jingheng's arms, as docile as a rabbit, and said:

"Today's events are indeed dangerous. I am worried about you, and the sisters in the harem must also be worried about the emperor. The emperor has been with me for so long today, it would be bad to let the queen and the concubine worry about me all the time, right?"

Xiao Jingheng was silent for a moment, and said, "Well, you were frightened today, and I can't bear to torment you any more. You should rest early and heal your wounds. I will come to see you tomorrow after the morning court."

He comforted Song Zhao and watched her fall asleep before leaving with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.

Song Zhao was lying on his side on the bed and was about to rest when suddenly there was another crisp knock on the door.

"My Lord, have you rested?"

When Song Zhao heard Xiao Fuzi's voice, he sat up and put on a coat, "Come in."

When Xiao Fuzi came, he handed a white porcelain medicine bottle to Song Zhao.

"This medicine powder is specially prepared by me for you. It can help the bruises on your body to heal faster. The imperial physician prescribed you the 'Golden Prescription Blood Activating Powder'. It is a precious medicine that has a miraculous effect on newly formed bruises, but it is not so effective on bruises that have already healed."

Song Zhao put the white porcelain medicine bottle aside and said calmly, "You are thoughtful."

Xiao Fuzi bowed and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned back and said with difficulty:

"My Lord, your actions this time are too dangerous. With the new injuries and old ones added together, you are really suffering."

Song Zhao smiled disapprovingly, "If this play is not performed realistically, how can it deceive the emperor? And if I mess up the play in front of the emperor, let alone the emperor's favor, I may not even be able to save my life."

Xiao Fuzi said: "In fact, the emperor has treated my lady very well. There is really no need for my lady to gamble with her body."

Song Zhao said, "Did you see who the emperor treated badly? When the empress and the concubine called him, didn't he rush to leave? Which woman in the harem doesn't have a pretty face and a good family background? How long can the favor earned by seducing others last?"

She shook the white porcelain medicine bottle in her hand and smiled, "A few bruises can make the emperor think that I risked my life to save him. In exchange, he will look at me with a sidelong glance. It's really worth it."

Then he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Fuzi, "You did a good job today. You saw the timing of the rubble collapse very accurately, and you withdrew your hands cleanly without leaving any evidence. I really didn't trust the wrong person."

(Happy Lantern Festival, my dears! There are no books being serialized during the Chinese New Year, so I wish you all a Happy New Year again today! Also, happy start of school! o(∩_∩)o)