Chapter 1 Chapter 1 I just want to talk to my sister
On a spring night, a bright moon hangs in the sky.
Tai Chi Palace.
The gilded bronze crane lamp was burning brightly, the flame flickering, casting a warm yellow light on the smooth floor tiles.
Outside the bedroom, the soft moonlight was like silver powder sprinkled on the long table by the window, and together with the glass lamplight, it illuminated Qiao Tang's soft face.
Her eyebrows are like distant ink, her lips are like red clouds, her eyes are bright and clear, the tip of her small nose is tinged with light pink, her facial features are as delicate as goose fat, and her neck is as white as snow.
After bathing, she was changed into clothes by the palace maid. The elegant green clothes wrapped around her tall and slender figure, and her slender waist, outlined by a jade belt, leaned lightly against the table.
On the table was a purse with a dragon pattern. It was given to her by the palace maid when she left. "Your Majesty has given this to you. Your Majesty said that once you see this, you will understand."
Qiao Tang stretched out a fair wrist from his sleeve, and his slender fingers gently stroked his purse. A scene suddenly flashed through his mind, and the doubts in his eyes disappeared completely. So that's it.
Five days ago, she arrived in the capital from Jizhou with her servants. As she was not familiar with the capital and wanted to buy a house, she took her servants through the streets and alleys to explore the environment.
Yesterday she went to the street again. Amid the crowd, she suddenly saw a young man in fancy clothes in front of her drop a purse. She picked it up and followed him.
When he got to the boy, he reached out and tapped his shoulder, and said with a slight smile, "Sir, your purse has fallen."
The young man turned his head, with a Guan Gong mask on his face. When he saw her, his bright black eyes suddenly froze in place, and he didn't even reach out to take the purse. He just stared at her.
Qiao Tang was used to this situation. Most people would behave like this when they saw her face. She lost her patience and simply threw the purse into the arms of the young man in fancy clothes and turned away.
He had no idea that the young man in gorgeous clothes was the current emperor Pei Chengjue.
Knowing it was a cicada at this moment, Qiao Tang couldn't help but smile at herself. She never liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but this rare time she was kind enough to get herself into the palace.
And this is not a matter of wallet.
It was obvious that the young emperor had become attracted to her after seeing her beauty.
This was not the first time Qiao Tang had encountered such a situation, but the men who had previously sought marriage with her had limited status, so it was easy for her to deal with them. Even if there were more difficult ones, she could still find a way to escape.
Only this time, the one who wanted her was the emperor, high above the clouds. All under heaven belonged to the king, and I was afraid that once she entered the palace today, she would never leave.
However, she didn't even know what the emperor looked like, so she naturally didn't want to stay. She should at least try to find a chance to go back.
As Qiao Tang sighed slightly, he suddenly heard footsteps. He straightened up and looked sideways. His eyes widened in a moment.
Pei Chengjue was wearing a mask yesterday and she didn't see his true appearance. When she took a sudden look at him now, she couldn't help but be surprised.
Although Pei Chengjue had not yet reached adulthood, he already had a tall and straight figure. He wore a red robe with eight dragon patterns, a yellow cross-collared mid-length robe, and a jade leather belt around his waist. As he walked, the dragon patterns swayed on his drooping sleeves.
He had an extremely handsome face, eyebrows as sharp as swords, a pair of black eyes as bright as stars, and a look of vigor and vitality in his eyes. The moment he saw her, his eyes became surprisingly bright and he quickened his pace to walk towards her.
Qiao Tang instantly regained her composure and was about to bow. When Pei Chengjue reached her, he quickly extended his long arm and gently lifted her arm with his palm, "Sister, there's no need to be so polite."
elder sister?
Qiao Tang's eyelids twitched and she lowered her head. She was just a commoner, not a descendant of the royal family. How could she dare to answer the emperor's call of "sister"?
"Let me tell you first, sister, I'm not that cruel. Don't be afraid of me."
Pei Chengjue's smiling voice came from above her head, asking her to look up. She did as she was told, her eyes quickly passing Pei Chengjue and her gaze fell on the incense table.
"Sister, you are so kind. You picked up my purse yesterday. I don't know how to thank you."
Qiao Tang smiled helplessly in his heart. There are so many people who pick up purses in the world. If the emperor summons a purse picker into the palace, then the palace will be full of people. Why not make your intention clear?
She just waited quietly for a while, but no sound came, so she looked up.
Pei Chengjue looked down disdainfully, and when he saw her raising her neck to look at him, a dark fire seemed to ignite in his dark eyes.
Qiao Tang was startled and quickly lowered his head. He saw that the collar was wide, a wisp of black hair was scattered around the neck, revealing a large area of fair skin, and the plump bulge of the upper body was clearly visible.
The palace maid was also good at choosing clothes. When she chose such a loose dress and put it on, she knew what the emperor was planning.
Qiao Tang's cheeks flushed. She was about to stretch out her white fingers to gather her clothes when suddenly a shadow appeared in front of her. It was Pei Chengjue who came forward and pressed his fingers on her open collar.
It's starting so soon? Qiao Tang's heartbeat quickened, and she closed her eyes for a moment. Her lips trembled slightly with nervousness. Suddenly, fingers brushed across her skin, gently fixing her collar.
A hoarse voice came, "Sister, put on your clothes, don't catch a cold."
Qiao Tang opened her eyes in surprise and saw that Pei Chengjue had retreated two steps. She was puzzled. She was already in front of him, but he was just at the mercy of the emperor. Why was she pretending to be Liu Xiahui?
Could it be that he was playing it safe and liking her to take the initiative? Thinking this way, she took two tentative steps forward.
Pei Chengjue, however, kept his distance, a hint of a smile on his lips, "Sister, you haven't told me how you want me to thank you yet?"
Qiao Tang understood that this meant she had to take the initiative to ask to stay.
How could this happen? He forced her into the palace and then let her speak for herself. He took advantage of her.
She was about to leave, "It's just a purse, Your Majesty, don't worry about it. If Your Majesty wants to thank me, why not send me back as soon as possible?"
"Why are you so anxious, sister?"
Qiao Tang said casually, "I left in such a hurry that I forgot to close the door."
"Sister, I haven't bought the house yet, so where's the door?"
Qiao Tang suddenly met Pei Chengjue's gaze, but seeing him looking at her with a half-smile, she knew in her heart that he had investigated her thoroughly.
"Besides, even if I buy it, let alone the door, the house is lost. I will give you as much as you want, sister."
Qiao Tang choked, then repeated with a glimmer of hope, "I don't want anything. Your Majesty, please send me back."
The air in the hall suddenly became tense, and Pei Chengjue remained silent.
Even this moment of silence made Qiao Tang regret. She had always cherished her life, and she had just angered the emperor. She was probably in danger of losing her life now.
She secretly blamed herself for being so bold because she forgot Pei Chengjue's status when she saw his youth. She could only step back a few steps and kneel down, "Your Majesty, please forgive my careless words."
Her black hair fell down like a waterfall, revealing the scenery at the back of her neck. Suddenly, a burning gaze came over her, burning the back of her neck. She bit her lip to endure it. A smiling voice came from above her head, "Sister, you misunderstood. I'm not angry. I just..."
Qiao Tang raised her slender neck in confusion, her beautiful facial features formed a stunning beauty, and her collar also revealed a spring scene.
Pei Chengjue lowered his gaze, "Sister, you may not believe me, but when I first saw you, my heart raced, and I was overjoyed. I thought I must have a good rapport with you, so I invited you into the palace."
"I just want to talk to you, so I don't want you to leave."
Qiao Tang's throat choked, "..."
How could she not believe it? She had heard countless expressions of affection like this, but this one was the most outrageous, making the act of coercion sound so innocent.
She slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She had learned her lesson, and fearing that she would displease the emperor again, she said against her will, "Of course I believe it. I will also say the same thing when I see Your Majesty."
Pei Chengjue then happily helped her up and said, "It seems that my sister and I are really destined to be together. How about my sister stay in the palace with me in the future?"
The real intention was exposed, and he was forcing her to stay. Qiao Tang had no chance to refuse, so she could only nod slightly. Seeing Pei Chengjue staring at her intently, her heart trembled, and she smiled in a pleasing manner.
It would have been fine if she hadn't smiled, but once she did, she looked so charming and ethereal that it made people's hearts flutter.
Pei Chengjue was stunned and moved closer subconsciously. He was tall to begin with, and his body was extremely oppressive when he moved closer. It was a kind of majesty that had nothing to do with age.
Qiao Tang was stunned with shock. He was careless. After all, he was the emperor. Even though he was young, he was still a high and mighty figure who could intimidate the whole world.
She could only let Pei Chengjue's hand touch her face, and his fingers slowly moved and touched her lips.
Qiao Tang's lips are beautifully shaped, plump and rosy in color. You don't need to look closely, just one glance and you'll want to kiss them and taste them.
Pei Chengjue's fingers rubbed his lips with increasing force, causing Qiao Tang to hiss in pain.
Pei Chengjue suddenly retracted his fingers and slowly retreated, "Sister, you should rest early." He curled his fingers in his sleeves and strode away.
Qiao Tang was a little bit unbelievable. She thought that Pei Chengjue would take possession of her tonight, but she didn't expect that Pei Chengjue just touched her lips and walked away in a daze.
Is this because he hasn't gotten the hang of it yet? Does he not understand love? No wonder he keeps saying he wants to talk to her, but it turns out he doesn't know how to do it.
This was not so bad. Qiao Tang comforted himself that the situation was not that bad and went to sleep.
Pei Chengjue left the bedroom and went straight to the outer hall. When the palace maids saw him coming back, they came to help him change his clothes. He raised his arms and stood in front of the mirror, and the image of Qiao Tang flashed before his eyes.
I was thinking about many things: the blue color suits my sister very well, I will order the palace servants to send more to my sister tomorrow, and as for touching my sister's lips——
Unexpected, no need to think too much.
I just want to talk to my sister and have no intention of offending her.
After a while, he waved away the palace maid, raised the fingertips that had touched Qiao Tang's lips, and changed his mind. It was not an offense to touch her lips.
Thinking of this, he could no longer sleep. He put on a single layer of clothes and ordered the palace servants to set up an easel under the window and draw Qiao Tang's appearance.
After finishing the painting, he still felt unsatisfied and his heart was empty. The fingers that had touched Qiao Tang's lips before were eager to move, urging him to step into the bedroom again.
Looking at Qiao Tang's peaceful sleeping face on the bed, he pursed his thin lips, stretched out his fingers to stroke those lips, and gently pried open the closed lips with his fingertips, as if wanting to explore inside.
It was not until Qiao Tang let out an unconscious moan that he came to his senses and retracted his fingers. He let his heart beat rapidly, not wanting to leave, and just stayed with Qiao Tang quietly.
Qiao Tang slept very soundly. When she opened her eyes the next day, she was frightened to see a group of palace maids surrounding her to serve her. But she had no choice. Soon, she was dressed up by the palace maids and sent to the Cining Palace, where she was led into the main hall.
But in the middle of the hall, there was a nanmu screen inlaid with jade, and in front of the screen was a rosewood throne. Sitting on it was the Empress Dowager, who was no more than forty years old, with palace maids standing on both sides to serve her.
"Miss Qiao is here. Please find a seat for her."
Qiao Tang had just taken a glance and had not yet saluted when the empress dowager's kind voice came from above her head, and then she was invited to take a seat by the palace servants.
"Look up and let me see."
Qiao Tang was helped to stand up by the palace servants like a puppet. He raised his head to face the Queen Mother, whose eyes flashed with surprise. "She is so beautiful! This is the first time I have seen such an outstanding girl."
Qiao Tang simply said, "Thank you, Queen Mother, for the compliment."
The Queen Mother continued, "I was worried about Your Majesty. You're already eighteen years old, and you don't have anyone to accompany you. Now I'm relieved."
After hearing this, Qiao Tang thought to himself that Pei Chengjue was indeed inexperienced. Even when he met someone he wanted, he would just touch his lower lip in a naive manner and leave in a hurry.
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