Chapter 8: Sleeping Part 2

Shen Qingru glanced at the emperor coquettishly, and when she stood up from the bed, the smile on her face gradually faded.

His cold eyes fell on the edge of the bed, he clenched his palms and finally walked out.

On the blue velvet carpet, fragrant mist was curling from the gilded Qilin incense burner, and a soft fragrance gradually filled the room.

Behind the curtain, Xiao Yu pulled his collar and pressed lightly between his eyebrows with his fingertips.

A feeling of irritation rose from the bottom of my heart.

He opened his eyes and looked forward. Although he never thought that he was impatient, he did feel uncomfortable since Shen Wanyi left.

After surrounding the bed, Shen Fu also felt hot and restless.

I don’t know what kind of medicine Shen Qingru gave her, it made her feel extremely uncomfortable all over.

She leaned over the small couch carved with red lacquer and breathed slightly. Because the emperor was right beside her, Shen Fu didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The collar of the plain skirt had been pulled down by her, and the blush on her delicate white neck was rising inch by inch.

Sweat overflowed, and the sticky wet skirt outlined her beautiful figure. Shen Fu knew her current situation and knew she would not be able to hide tonight.

Shen Fu couldn't hide, and she didn't want to hide.

She knew in her heart that Shen Qingru would not give up. Even if she escapes, she will still be selected to enter the palace next month.

It would be better to be diagnosed as not a virgin and bring disaster to the Shen family. It would be better to fulfill Shen Qingru's wish and send her to the dragon bed.

Shen Fu let out a breath quietly, turned her hot face to the other side.

I pressed my hot face against the cold wooden board, and it felt much better.

Fengchun quietly opened the curtain and saw Chen Fu lying on the small couch, looking as delicate and frail as spring.

Her eyes were blurry, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked as tender as if she had just gone through a spring affair...

"Bah!" Fengchun cursed in his heart and quietly called her a vixen.

Thinking that the Emperor was right beside her, she didn't dare to do anything. He opened the square lattice curtain, quietly pulled Chen Fu up and walked back.

Chen Fu closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious, following Fengchun's hand and staggering backwards.

She knew what was waiting for her next. He just closed his eyes, pretending not to know, and followed him into the house obediently.

There is a hidden door behind the tent.

Fengchun supported the person in his arms and walked inside. He reached out and pushed the hidden cabinet door. There was a gentle sound, and the small space revealed a different world.

Inside the house, Shen Qingru looked at Fengchun, then at the unconscious Shen Fu in her arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He cast a few undisguised glances at her face, then lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the Emperor?"

"Don't worry, young lady. The medicine is enough." There was only a door panel separating the two places, so any loud noise in the house could be heard.

"Your Majesty has also been poisoned with the drug, so he will definitely not notice it."

A little bit of the best spring returnee is enough to ignite passion. The most amazing thing is that once this medicine is burned, no one will be able to detect it.

I was in a trance and only remembered the happiness of the moment. As for who the person next to me is, I naturally don't remember it too clearly.

“See if it was her that day.” She pointed at Shen Fu’s face.

She had clearly arranged the Qiongzhou Night Banquet perfectly, otherwise she wouldn't have had to put in so much effort today.

That Chun Guizi was a secret medicine from the previous dynasty, and it took her a lot of effort to get it. If Shen Fu hadn't escaped, there would be no need to go through so much trouble today.

Fengchun gently helped Chen Fu into the bathtub. As her dress got wet, it stuck to her body, making her figure look exquisite.

The air was filled with mist, and Fengchun's face gradually became hot. While looking into the bathtub with envy, she reached out and roughly took off Shen Fu's dress.

Her skirt fluttered on the water, and her figure was faintly visible among the petals.

The area where the ointment was originally applied gradually melted away, revealing the original skin color inside.

Her skin was as white as snow, and beneath the crimson petals, her jade-like skin was breathtakingly beautiful, but it could not hide the blue kiss marks all over her body.

Even though Shen Qingru was prepared in her heart, she still felt relieved when she saw the ambiguous traces.

"It's good to take a shower..." Taking a deep breath, Shen Qingru stared at the beautiful figure in the bathtub.

Under the candlelight, that palm-sized face looked charming and attractive. She turned her face sideways towards the bronze mirror, and their faces were about 60% similar.

Shen Qingru clenched her palms. She knew that her trick of hiding the truth might not succeed, but now that things had come to this, she couldn't help but regret it.

A trace of blood flowed out of her clenched palms, and Shen Qingru suddenly let go and said tremblingly: "Wash it and send it to the bed."

*****

In the inner room, Xiao Yu finished washing up and went back to bed.

After washing, the burning sensation all over my body faded a lot, and the worries that had been rising in my mind gradually faded away.

The special feeling from last time is still there, but after coming here today, I feel that Shen Wanyi is no different from the past.

He was shaking his head and laughing, but just as he reached out to lift the curtain he was suddenly stunned.

The sky-blue curtain was opened, revealing someone lying inside.

Shen Fu lay on the bed with her cheeks flushed red. Before going out, Shen Qingru didn't know what she was fed. She felt hot all over after lying down for a while.

A cool breeze blew in from the opened curtain, and Chen Fu opened her eyes with difficulty and looked up. When he looked at the emperor's tall and burly figure again, he couldn't help but shudder.

This was her subconscious reaction deep down.

The emperor ascended the throne at the age of thirteen and reigned for more than ten years. His methods are swift and decisive, and his personality is even more unpredictable.

Although Shen Fu had served him, she could not guess his likes and dislikes. During those three years, I was trembling with fear, and only dared to be unrestrained on the bed.

Now she felt extremely uncomfortable all over and her voice was hoarse. When she looked at the emperor again, her eyes turned red subconsciously: "Your Highness..."

The woman's voice was charming and sweet, even softer than before.

Xiao Yuben put down the hand that was rubbing his brow, and looked at the bed with his long eyes.

The woman was wearing a moon-colored gauze skirt, but it couldn't cover her beautiful figure. She seemed to be in some discomfort, her palm-sized face flushed red, and she looked at him pitifully with misty eyes.

Seeing that he didn't move, a trace of grievance appeared in her misty eyes, and she stretched out her hand towards him again: "Your Highness..."

The hand was as white as jade, and the slender fingers were as tender as scallions. It fell weakly on the quilt, just like the pitiful look of the day when she pulled at him and refused to let go.

Xiao Yu's eyes instantly darkened as ink, a faint laugh escaped from his throat, and he put down the hand that was stroking the jade ring.

He leaned into the bed, and as soon as the sky-blue curtain closed, the soft and boneless hand immediately climbed up his neck.

Chen Fu's fingertips fell on the emperor's neck, and her palm-sized face rested obediently on his shoulder.

She raised her red lips and called out charmingly, "Your Highness..."