Chapter 70 Chapter 70 [VIP]
Emperor Yuan Shuo was awakened by this playful teasing. He stroked the woman's beautiful black hair and said slowly, "I have been too reckless."
No wonder the Empress Dowager always wanted Yi Niang to move out of the Purple Palace, fearing that if he lost his composure, it would harm the hard-earned royal heir.
Shen Youyi, however, was somewhat unhappy. Her pregnancy had been arduous, and even with her meticulous daily maintenance, she felt her appearance had diminished slightly. Now the emperor had lost all interest in her. She was sensitive, half-turning her head, she said sullenly, "So His Majesty is also aware that he is a father."
Then don't do anything out of line in front of her!
Shen Youyi didn't want to think about the warmth he felt when he held her earlobe in his mouth, nor did she want to listen to his low and gentle questions. Sometimes, even a vixen couldn't resist the temptation from humans. She said listlessly, "Then your Majesty, please go take a bath. I've been talking to the old lady for half a day and I'm a little tired."
She is the mother of this child. Not to mention the future glory, even for her own health, she should take extra care of this child. If something goes wrong, the man will be fine, and perhaps Emperor Yuan Shuo will be very sad for her and the child, but no one can replace her in what she has to bear.
Too many people were speculating and worried about the baby in her belly. The unprecedented attention and the worsening of her pregnancy symptoms made her feel a little breathless.
Before she became pregnant, she treated him with great passion and often seduced him. Emperor Yuan Shuo knew that she would not be honest, but he still asked Zhao Yuanshi implicitly whether the imperial concubine would have any strange symptoms after becoming pregnant and how to deal with them.
Zhao Yuanshi could cure the disease, but pregnancy did not require a man. Even his own wives and concubines did not pay attention to these subtle matters, and he was really powerless. However, in order to respond to the emperor's inquiries, he privately consulted those female doctors and collected some exaggerated symptoms to tell Emperor Yuan Shuo, asking the emperor to be careful in handling them.
For example, if your husband is hot and cold, or does something strange, it may even be that the fetus is moving too frequently and you have to change clothes too frequently, making it difficult for him to swallow.
He could be a little more relaxed about the diet, but he missed Yi Niang very much and liked her dependence and temptation. He didn't know how well she would be pregnant. He had been barely enduring it these days, and the two of them were living in peace for the time being.
However, after he took a bath, Shen Youyi's dim eyes brightened up a little, causing Emperor Yuan Shuo to unconsciously check his already very neat pajamas. He would tell this child...actually, he should tell Yi Niang some stories every night. He didn't know whether the child could be influenced by this, but he knew it was a good idea to coax her to sleep.
Shen Youyi's fingertips, hidden under the quilt, gently lifted his sleeves. The eunuchs served him well, and his hair was dry and smooth, but she liked the fresh and moist scent coming from his not-so-loose clothes, as if under the white silk clothes, there were a few drops of water winding down the ravine.
She lay on her side on the pillow, wanting to go forward and take a bite.
The lights are dim but not glaring, and seem to bring some lingering warmth, making people feel a little lazy and tired.
But she thought that this was a good time to tell him a few dirty jokes, and seeing that he was angry, she could only turn away and keep silent.
Emperor Yuan Shuo leaned beside her, bent one knee, and seeing her leaning on it obediently and quickly, he patted her cheek and said gently, "Does Yi Niang want to watch a shadow play?"
She was good at manipulating puppets and writing storybooks. The Queen Mother still remembered her tricks. Shen Youyi didn't want to watch the shadow play. She said with a smile: "Don't you think it's too much trouble to change clothes now?"
The emperor rarely appeared in dishevel in front of her, not to mention that there were servants coming in to play music in such a private place as the inner chamber, and he had to change his clothes, which was really troublesome.
She thought about it and realized that usually, when the other party suddenly asked her if she wanted to do something out of the blue, it was not necessarily a request for her opinion, but an implicit request.
For example, sometimes she wanted to ask him subtly, isn't she beautiful? How could he endure it?
"If Your Majesty likes to watch it, please ask the Music Bureau to arrange for someone to come tomorrow, and I will accompany you."
With a malicious intent to embarrass him, she said softly, "But the things I like to see may not please His Majesty."
Emperor Yuan Shuo pressed her dimples and said with a smile, "I recently saw a play that I thought Yi Niang might like, so I thought I'd perform it for you. It's not easy to let the musicians in."
This aroused her curiosity. Shen Youyi opened her sleepy eyes and asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty also knows these things?"
The nobles were particular about watching plays, but Emperor Yuan Shuo was someone who occasionally dressed up for his mother on stage, so naturally he had some interest in these things and said with a smile, "It sounds like it's about the arrangement of King Zhao."
This made her even more interested. Shadow play did not require a stage. One could even perform on the couch with a small light. Outside the window, the cold moon was like a disk. The sound of snow pressing on the branches could be heard faintly. It would be even better if there was a pot of boiling wine. She huddled in the warm quilt and watched her old-fashioned and serious husband perform for her the joys and sorrows of men and women.
The affairs of Prince Zhao were known to everyone. Even because he himself did not care much about his reputation, outsiders did not dare to use the erotic stories on the emperor's bed as a gimmick. They wrote royal secrets for money, but using members of the royal family was not a big deal.
The story is naturally longer, with the Crown Prince of Zhao replaced by an official in the palace. In the story, Liu still misses her late husband, and despises the prince who has taken possession of her body. She also hangs herself when no one is paying attention.
"Don't be so favored and capable today that you won't speak to the King of Chu."
Through a layer of silk, Shen Youyi looked at the curtain call, shook his head slightly, and teased: "Your Majesty, can't you hear the insinuation in it?"
When a king seizes his minister's wife, both husband and wife die, and the powerful man who seized the woman remains in high command. This kind of story does not seem out of place, and even if it applies to the emperor, it depends on whether Emperor Yuan Shuo is willing to make a fuss about it.
The emperor obviously saw through this, and perhaps felt a little inexplicably annoyed, so he awkwardly confided it to her. Emperor Yuan Shuo whispered, "Does Yi Niang think this story is bad?"
Shen Youyi nodded vigorously: "If it is just to insinuate and satirize the current emperor, this story will naturally not be so interesting. Your Majesty is not the king who snatched me away. If...Lingyang Hou is still alive, Your Majesty will not even look at me."
"But even if you're talking about Prince Zhao and Lady Liu, it's a bit biased." Shen Youyi smiled. "Many women don't care about fame and fortune. They hate being taken away by a fat, big-eared man. Unable to bear the humiliation, committing suicide is a form of resistance. But some women would choose a new partner. Since she already wants to live, why would she commit suicide for love after her husband dies?"
The husband is the backbone of the wife. This statement is somewhat inconsistent with the way of husband and wife. Shen Youyi leaned on his waist and said lazily: "It is none of these literati's business which man Liu chooses. It's just that she is beautiful and weak. If she can die for her husband, those buyers are more willing to spend this money."
The people who wrote these things originally intended to sell them to the common people and did not expect dignitaries to buy them. If Liu in the story wanted to please the men, she would of course have to be loyal to a fabricated husband.
"Yi Niang trusts me very much." Emperor Yuan Shuo slowly straightened her up. "But I may not have such strong willpower. Even if Marquis Xiao were still alive, I would have fallen for the beautiful Madam Xiao. Could it be that Madam Xiao would not transfer her feelings to me?"
Shen Youyi's breath was slightly disordered, and he chuckled for a while, unable to bear it, and said: "My dear, you can even endure my pregnancy for several months. At most, you are pleased by beauty, and your feelings are limited by etiquette. How could I still care about you?"
When it comes to the pleasures of the boudoir, she sometimes still doesn't like to joke about Xiao Che. If a couple gets married later in life, the husband often asks himself whether he can compare with his ex-husband, and vice versa, it is also unpleasant. However, Emperor Yuan Shuo is a sensible person. He knew that she and Lingyang Hou had been a loving couple for a period of time, so he would not care too much about it and tried not to mention her late husband.
How can the living and the dead fight?
But Emperor Yuan Shuo did speak up tonight. His voice was gentle, as if he was trying to lull her to sleep, but it didn't sound like he was joking. "Yi Niang, I've thought about it again and again. It might be a little troublesome, and it might cause people to talk about my reputation, but I will still kill him."
This was faintly strange, and Shen Youyi felt a little uneasy. Although the emperor had become much more indifferent in terms of romance, he still liked to play some strange games with her, but there was no need to involve Lingyang Hou. Her sleepiness dissipated a little, and she tried to end the topic: "Then if I marry someone else and take the initiative to choose Your Majesty, you will let my husband go, okay?"
Emperor Yuan Shuo paused while patting her back. His gaze was deep, and his concern was beyond her expectations: "Did Yi Niang choose me because of your husband?"
Shen Youyi was almost laughed out of anger by him. Perhaps it was because she came back again that Emperor Yuan Shuo seemed to be a little suspicious. He did not hide his jealousy in front of her and was determined to compete with her in her heart.
In the past, it was the crown prince, the man who took her virginity. However, she resented both him and his father, yet was willing to become pregnant for the emperor. Naturally, Emperor Yuan Shuo would not dwell on these things.
Now it was her late husband's turn.
Only my brother could teach the emperor to be more patient. He knew that she valued blood relationship the most, but he did not know that my brother was not her parents' biological son.
But now he was setting off for the frontier, a cold and harsh place, and Emperor Yuan Shuo could not find any fault with him.
"What difference does that make?"
She nibbled on him delicately, her soft lips and teeth brushing lightly against his skin, causing shivers to form.
Shen Youyi leaned over him, tentatively unbuttoning his belt with her fingers, looking pitifully at Emperor Yuan Shuo: "I know that Your Majesty has taken a fancy to me, and I am willing to serve you with my body. Please don't cause trouble for my husband, okay?"
She was born charming, and although her cheeks had become much thinner, her figure was even more impressive due to her pregnancy.
Those slender hands not only untied his clothes, but also tangled her own robes. Her round shoulders were hidden by her long hair, revealing a bit of fragility. "You can do whatever you want to me, but at least consider my child. When you are done, don't abandon me to my husband. I am too embarrassed to see him. Why not send me to any temple, where I can live out my remaining life with the green lamps and ancient Buddhas?"
Emperor Yuan Shuo suppressed the blood rushing up his chest. He really wanted to say a few words to her, but Yiniang misunderstood him. She held one of his peaches and touched the place he had not been able to touch for a long time, feeling her fullness and maturity. The thin-skinned peach became more delicious, and even the juice made people jealous. They wanted to bend down to the branch to taste it.
She was very good at finding her place, and couldn't stand too much pleasure. She just grabbed his hand and comforted him for a few times. Then she felt like crying, but she heard the noble woman she held down still suppressing the heavy sound in her throat: "Yiniang is so beautiful, what's the good of her becoming a nun? It's too hard."
This could almost be considered as a trick. Shen Youyi smiled. It was something that was impossible to happen anyway. When a couple lives together, there are bound to be some vague things. She didn't want to quarrel about it, but she wanted to teach him to be angry and vent all his energy on her.
She had no choice but to pretend to be weak and complaining, sobbing, "The ladies in the harem must be much more beautiful than me. Your Majesty only favors me temporarily. How could I not know my own status? If you like, please come to the Buddhist temple to see me more often. I will bear children for you outside the palace..."
He was almost furious, but the beauty on his body became more and more bold. She lowered herself very low, thinking that she would be abandoned by him the next day after accompanying him for one night. However, Yu Shang's movements were not slow. She quickly lifted up his soft but cumbersome pajamas, and her fingers passed through his waist and abdomen, gently caressing them to test the strength contained therein.
Emperor Yuan Shuo was distracted by her almost instantly. He wanted to beat her and make her cry for mercy, but this was not the time for him to be happy. He had to let her have fun first before he could get some happiness.
Shen Youyi was finally able to completely let loose on him. She sensed the trembling he was forcibly suppressing, but because of her body, she couldn't escape even if she wanted to. She wanted to tease him and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you not like me serving you like this?"
Emperor Yuan Shuo's entire mind was focused on suppressing the urge to make her cry. He almost laughed in anger when he heard this. How could he not like her? He almost loved her like crazy. This enchantress was born to annihilate him. If it weren't for this child, she wouldn't have thought about tomorrow or the day after tomorrow...
However, Shen Youyi did not get a response from him, so she quietly moved down a little. She could only press the bulging muscles to gain leverage, and took half of it into her mouth without much effort.
She found that she didn't hate doing this, but she was willing but unable, like a snake unable to swallow an elephant.
Although this does not bring much benefit to her body, it gives her a secret satisfaction psychologically.
She was still awake, and even a simple movement could make the man immersed in boundless desire, struggling without success.
It was as if she had slept with him, and taught him to show the same confusion as a woman...
However, Emperor Yuan Shuo was somewhat frightened when he saw this, and quickly stood up to stop her. The baby in her belly was nearly five months old and was already quite heavy. Not to mention such a difficult time, even in normal times, it would be inappropriate for him to ask her to do such a lowly thing for him.
But Shen Youyi thought he was making a last-ditch effort, like a stubborn cat that refused to let go of the salted fish in its mouth even after being beaten. He couldn't have hit her, but the sudden tightening of her strength was more intimidating than any weapon. All she could hear was the man's disordered breathing and the low moans that escaped.
It sounded particularly pleasant to her ears.
But this time was different for some reason. She clearly remembered that it didn't take very long, but time seemed to pass exceptionally slowly.
She opened her mouth timidly and looked up to meet the man's lustful face.
He has always been dignified and calm, never smiling, but once a dull person crosses the line, he may not be able to control himself.
The thin calluses on his fingertips brushed across her arm, which was as white as butter. He coaxed her in a hoarse voice, "Yi Niang, continue."
Shen Youyi was bewitched by him for a moment, almost in a daze, and obeyed everything. However, after another cup of tea, her cheeks felt slightly sore, and she couldn't help crying softly: "Aye bullied me."
No one stopped her from enjoying herself. Emperor Yuan Shuo patted her waist with a soft expression: "Since Yi Niang is willing to help me, why don't you come up yourself?"
It took Shen Youyi a while to understand what he meant. He slowly moved over and said in a low voice: "Did I enter a den of thieves..."
The delicate torture almost tortured each other. Shen Youyi had never felt him so slowly and tenderly before. She just felt that it should be almost done, and she couldn't help but act bossy and complained in a low voice that he was teasing people: "Your Majesty, you are not allowed to bully me."
Emperor Yuan Shuo carefully placed her on the pillow. He gathered his composure, but before he could speak, his Yi Niang burst into tears: "My dear, can't you have some pity on me?"
She felt that he had no compassion and no rules, and she couldn't bear it at all. Emperor Yuan Shuo held her soft palm and guided her to touch the place where she had been wronged, almost gritting his teeth and saying, "It's only been a few months, and Yi Niang has forgotten the importance of your husband?"
He was naturally rough, and even after becoming a woman, Shen Youyi found it hard to bear sometimes. She really couldn't eat, but she was still very greedy. She could only call out "Henglang" twice, her eyes full of crystal tears, staring at him steadily, as if no matter how difficult her request was, she would trust him to solve it.
Even if a man has a heart as hard as iron, he will be melted by such a beauty.
Emperor Yuan Shuo picked her up, held Shen Youyi's arm and pushed her against the pillar. The illuminated night pearl shone brightly, and the bronze mirror clearly reflected the intimacy of the two people overlapping and relying on each other like a pair of lovebirds.
He hesitated, sometimes became a little aggressive. The child in her belly was rarely quiet tonight, so he didn't want to go too far. He pecked her sweat-soaked black hair and said gently, without letting anyone disobey him: "Yi Niang, take a look at yourself... and look at your husband, okay?"
Shen Youyi was placed on the frying pan by him. She had a bad feeling, but she had no choice. This man was so mean that he refused to let her move at all. He boiled her in warm water and refused to let her go.
But if she looked at it for a second longer, she could see that the woman in the mirror had a bulging belly, but she was still shamelessly enjoying herself with the man. She was about to cry again - he still refused to move, but she had already softened.
But the emperor seemed to know what she was thinking. He held her belly and asked patiently, "Yi Niang, who is that person with you?"
He wanted her to know that the man in front of her was him, not someone else, and the only man she loved.
Even if Yi Niang was just willing to lie to him, it could still bring him endless comfort.
He desperately wanted to erase that person's place.
Shen Youyi had an illusion that she was also a bird raised by the emperor, and his desires were her food.
He was particularly addicted to this game tonight. If she was forced to say that she loved him, she would get a little reward, but if she hesitated even a little, he would make her pay the price.
Emperor Yuan Shuo tried his best to delay her happiness, patiently waiting for her to speak, turning the devastation that was originally a landslide into a trickle, making her tremble, but comfortable enough not to be afraid of the child suddenly waking up.
Even in the end he could not enjoy it to his heart's content, leaving her only to feel the uneasiness in his palm.
Shen Youyi was almost like a fairy who had absorbed Yin to replenish Yang. She was moisturized and became charming again. She leaned comfortably in the emperor's arms and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't you want my help?"
Emperor Yuan Shuo was reluctant to let her overwork herself, so he asked her to make several big wishes, including principal and interest, before softening his tone and kissing her: "As long as Yi Niang is happy, I can wait for it to disappear on its own."
He didn't necessarily have to wait until the end to feel happy, but he was a little dissatisfied with Yi Niang's evasion. She was a little deliberate when she mentioned Lingyang Hou.
Her voice and those sweet words are enough to make people feel satisfied like drinking a sip of fine wine.
Shen Youyi didn't quite believe it. Emperor Yuan Shuo's words were indeed affectionate, and if he didn't ask for interest afterwards, he could be considered a kind person. But she was so happy in her heart that she didn't care about those empty promises.
She has made so many promises, but not all of them will come true. I heard people say that if you have a lot of debts, you won’t worry about it. This is probably her current situation.
The restlessness that had been pent up in Shen Youyi's heart had almost dissipated, and he slept soundly. The imperial physician took his pulse several times and found no discomfort, so the two of them felt relieved.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve. In previous years, Shen Huaian would sweep the tomb of Lingyang Hou for her, but this year she had to choose another suitable person to go.
After the prince was found guilty, the already impoverished Xiao family became even more cautious. The child had no affection for his father and probably didn't even bother to visit Xiao Che's grave.
Tan Rui, however, had some concerns: "Your Majesty is currently at the center of public attention and is favored by His Majesty. Why should she risk burning incense for the Marquis of Lingyang every year?"
In the palace, a son's honor is determined by his mother. Emperor Yuan Shuo cares about this child as much as he cares about its mother. They, the servants, dare not bet against the emperor's will. What if His Majesty becomes jealous again? What will happen then?
The emperor's behavior has been a little strange in the past month, but the female doctor said that this might be the result of excessive anxiety during pregnancy, and might also be accompanied by some sympathetic symptoms of pregnant women such as vomiting, difficulty eating, and sensitive minds. Although these changes are rare, they do exist. After she gives birth, she will probably get better, so Shen Youyi did not take it seriously.
When she was tormented by the baby in her belly, she would also suspect whether the emperor would summon other people, but anyone with a little common sense would know that it was just her imagination during pregnancy.
"Ache treated me with such deep affection that if I had not married him, I don't know how long I would have been able to escape from this sea of suffering."
She said gently, "Your Majesty is not an intolerant man. You have set up a memorial tablet for him in the past. If I treat Xiao Lang ruthlessly today, Your Majesty will not be suspicious. Will I treat him the same way in the future?"
Not to mention the imperial concubine, even if she was the queen, there was no need for her to stop offering sacrifices to her late husband.
There was something strange on Tan Rui's face.
His Majesty had indeed set up a memorial tablet for Marquis Lingyang, but earlier, according to the Imperial Concubine's wishes, she had ordered people to add incense oil to the eunuchs and palace maids in Zhaoyang Palace who were sentenced to death by His Majesty, but she received a somewhat subtle piece of news.
Your Majesty has actually removed the tablet of Marquis Lingyang and forbids people to offer sacrifices to him anymore!
This of course included the imperial concubine, but the imperial concubine was pregnant and no one dared to say a word in front of her.
Asking someone to burn incense for her deceased husband wasn't a very complicated task. Shen Youyi's expression softened slightly. "Just quietly send two eunuchs... There's no need to let His Majesty know. What you said makes some sense. Although he knows all about these things, if you make it public, he'll inevitably be suspicious."
On some less important matters, Emperor Yuan Shuo tacitly allowed her to lie to him, and she had the power to do so.
Husband and wife don't have to be honest about everything. She is a stubborn person and will do what she wants to do, but she doesn't expect him to be sad or jealous. Keeping it a secret is for both of their own good.
He might have guessed it, but since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it wouldn't have been awkward.
Tan Rui wanted to say something but stopped herself, but when she caught a glimpse of the imperial concubine's gentle expression, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Yes."
Anyway, Marquis Lingyang is dead, so the imperial concubine doesn't need to know this.
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