Chapter 37 Li Qianche's Satisfaction
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Li Qianche's Satisfaction
Su Su was laid down on the dragon-patterned bed in the inner room of the imperial study. The cool, smooth brocade beneath her made her tremble slightly.
Reason returned, and she frantically sat up, her voice pleading, "Your Majesty, no... this is the Imperial Study, the place where state affairs are handled... let's go to the Qianqing Palace..."
At this moment, Li Qianche couldn't hear any of this. His anger over the past few days, the frustration of being pushed away, and the allure of the warm and soft body in his arms all intertwined into a strong possessive desire.
He didn't give her a chance to finish speaking. His tall figure pressed down on her with an irresistible aura, sealing her lips that were trying to refuse, silencing her sobs and pleas.
The kiss carried a punitive undertone, urgent and brutal, leaving her no room to back down. His large hands expertly tore open the elaborate waistband of her palace dress and tossed it off the bed.
His robes parted, revealing a red embroidered bodice underneath, outlining the full, undulating curves of his chest. His burning palms, through the thin fabric, precisely covered one soft spot, kneading it with undeniable force.
"Mmm," Su Su couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her body trembling involuntarily under his skillful teasing. She wanted to resist, to push him away, but her hands were easily restrained by him with one hand, pressed above her head.
His other hand roamed more brazenly over her body, her clothes gradually loosened, her skirt half-undone, and her garments were ruthlessly stripped off, thrown out of the bright yellow curtains, and scattered on the ground.
She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the shameful moans, but intermittent soft cries still escaped from between her teeth, filling the bed with an ambiguous sound and her suppressed breathing.
Outside the tent, Shen Gaoyi, who vaguely heard the commotion inside, was startled at first, but then realized what was happening and finally showed a relieved smile, letting out a long sigh of relief.
These two masters have finally... made up? He quietly retreated a bit, signaling the other palace servants to also leave the inner room, a look of relief on his face, thinking that he could finally rest easy now.
That night, the candlelight in the inner room of the imperial study burned until dawn. The sounds that made people blush and the woman's soft moans continued intermittently for a long time, until the sky began to lighten and gradually returned to calm.
Su Su was so exhausted that she couldn't even move her fingertips. Her whole body felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled, leaving her weak and sore. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she felt the man beside her stir, as if he was about to get up.
The time for the morning court session is approaching.
Suppressing her last shred of consciousness, she reached out a trembling hand and gently grasped the hem of his bright yellow nightgown. Her voice, hoarse and soft from a night of passion, held a cautious plea: "Your Majesty... about my father..."
Li Qianche paused as he was about to get up, turning back to look at the woman lying on the bed, her face still flushed but her eyes filled with worry. Even in this state, she still remembered the purpose of his visit.
He sighed, but his sigh was ultimately replaced by a sense of contentment and tenderness. He bent down, tucked her in, and gently kissed her smooth forehead, his voice softer than ever before:
"Don't worry, your father and brother are both fine. I will handle it. Go to sleep."
Having received this promise, Su Su's tense nerves finally relaxed completely, her heavy eyelids closed, and she fell asleep almost instantly.
In fact, Su Mufeng's imprisonment was a scheme he and Su Mufeng secretly set up to lure out Zhuang Shijie, who was eager for revenge, and to expose more of his true colors.
Li Qiansa also harbored the intention of using this opportunity to force Su Su to submit to him and become close to him.
Li Qianche looked at Su Su, who was still sleeping with her brows slightly furrowed, and gently stroked her warm cheek before getting up to change her clothes and prepare to go to the morning court.
It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Su Su slowly woke up, her body aching as if it had been torn apart, a reminder of what had happened the night before.
She had just managed to sit up when the door to the inner room was pushed open, and Li Qianche walked in.
"Awake? Are you hungry?" His voice was gentler than usual, with a hint of warmth.
Su Su nodded, indeed feeling very hungry. Li Qianche immediately ordered the palace servants to serve her a meal.
After Su Su finished washing up, he naturally took her hand and led her to the dining table in the outer room. The table was filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes, most of which were her favorite flavors.
She sat down somewhat bewildered, feeling Li Qianche's unusually gentle attitude, which deepened her confusion.
Why did he suddenly change? Was it because... she took the initiative last night and satisfied him? He really just liked her body. Thinking of this, an indescribable bitterness rose in his heart.
But the hunger in her stomach was so intense that she didn't have time to think. She picked up her silver chopsticks and began to eat quickly in small bites.
Li Qianche sat opposite her, not touching his chopsticks, but watching her eat with relish, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning up slightly. Noticing a little sauce on the corner of her lips, he very naturally picked up a clean handkerchief and gently wiped it away for her.
Su Su was stunned. She looked up at him and subconsciously said politely, "Thank you, Your Majesty... I have been impolite."
"It's alright." Li Qian withdrew his hand, his tone calm but without displeasure.
After finishing her meal, Su Su wanted to take her leave, as it was improper for her to remain in the Imperial Study. However, as soon as she stood up, Li Qianche spoke up, "Don't you want to know about your father?"
Su Su stopped abruptly, turned around, and immediately asked, "Your Majesty, has Father's matter been resolved?"
"Grind the ink for me." Li Qian returned to his desk and sat down.
Su Su had no choice but to obediently step forward, pick up the ink stick, and quietly grind the ink.
After a while, Li Qianche, while reviewing memorials, casually told her about how he and her father had set a trap to expose the Zhuang family's crimes.
Su Su finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was all a scheme, a trap set by her father and the emperor. What did he mean last night? Did he want her to submit and serve him willingly? Or was he unhappy that she had changed and was out of his control?
But as long as her father and brother were alright, she felt a little relieved. She couldn't help but ask, "Then... has the dealer already given himself away?"
As soon as she spoke, she realized she had overstepped her bounds and quickly apologized: "Your Majesty, I misspoke. The inner palace must not interfere in politics. It was my fault."
Li Qianche was not angry. Instead, he reached out and took her hand, which was grinding ink, and gently squeezed it. He said, "The investigation into the Zhuang family's affairs is almost complete. You will know soon."
Having obtained the answer she wanted, Su Su once again offered to leave, and this time, Li Qianche did not stop her.
Watching her bow respectfully and then turn away without a backward glance, Li Qianche's hand holding the vermilion brush paused slightly, and a strange feeling arose in his heart... of being used and then discarded.
He frowned, suppressed his discomfort, and refocused his attention on the memorial before him.
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