Chapter 44 Their little secret

In the previous dynasty, Song Taifu heard about his granddaughter in the harem, and stayed up late to write a memorial to provide political advice and guidance to Murong Che.

With the help of Grand Tutor Song, the officials under him performed their jobs very well, and Murong Che was very satisfied with this.

So, after Song Jingsi's body had almost recovered, Murong Che went to Wangyuexuan every night for four days.

Rewards and gifts were carried into Wangyuexuan like flowing water.

The people in the harem calculated that the emperor had not been to Lingyun Palace for quite some time, and they all thought that Murong Che was just trying to please Xue Youli for the sake of novelty and was just playing with her like a kitten or a puppy.

Now that the novelty has worn off, without Murong Che's support, Xue Youli will probably have a hard time in the harem.

That night.

Qingliang Palace, Wangyuexuan.

Han Qiu ran into the bedroom with an excited look on his face, "Master, the emperor is here!"

I thought that the four days of continuous favor had shown the emperor's favor, but I didn't expect there would be a fifth day.

Everyone in Wangyuexuan was happily preparing to welcome the holy chariot, except Song Jingsi himself.

She didn't feel any joy or excitement in her heart.

Why is the emperor here again?

Couldn't he just find someone else to deal with?

At this moment, Song Jingsi looked at the man walking towards her and could only pretend to be happy, "Your Highness, I am here to see you."

Han Qiu led the palace maids out of the bedroom with interest.

All the palace maids in Wangyuexuan were replaced by new ones, and only she, the personal maid, remained in Wangyuexuan.

Now that the emperor comes to Wangyuexuan every day, the master can be said to have finally reaped the rewards of his hard work.

After Murong Che sat down, he glanced at the piano table not far away and started with only three words, "Let's get started."

That’s right, Song Jingsi was good at playing the piano. Murong Che came to Wangyuexuan every night not to have her sleep with him, but to listen to her play the piano.

He praised Song Jingsi's piano music for helping him sleep, so he simply listened to it as a lullaby and let her play for several hours.

Song Jingsi stayed up all night for several days in a row. His eyes were swollen, his face was haggard, and even his wrists were swollen.

Before, she poisoned herself and wanted to frame Xue Youli. Although a palace maid took the blame, Murong Che was no fool. He must have seen through her tricks, so he deliberately turned over her cards every night.

It seems that she was favored because her grandfather had done a good job in the previous dynasty.

In fact, it was a disguised way of venting Xue Youli's anger.

But she had no way of expressing her pain, and could not tell anyone else. Although the emperor came to her place every day and gave her gifts every day, he did nothing but listen to the piano.

Others who hear this will just think that she is incompetent.

Song Jingsi sat upright in front of the piano table, raised his fingers and gently plucked the strings. The lingering sound of the piano revealed a sadness that could not be shared with others.

Today she also received a letter from her parents at home, saying that there is only one princess in the harem now, and asked her to seize the opportunity and get pregnant with a dragon child as soon as possible.

She certainly knew that if she could give birth to a prince, her son would be the eldest prince.

However, Murong Che was not willing to favor her at all, so how could she get pregnant?

'Zheng!'

Just as she was distracted, the strings at her fingertips suddenly broke.

The sharp sound brought Song Jingsi back to his senses.

She was so frightened that she fell to her knees and hurriedly apologized to Murong Che, "My zither strings suddenly broke and disturbed the emperor. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

In front of the couch, Murong Che was resting his head with one hand, closing his eyes to rest. Listening to her frightened voice, he slowly opened his eyes.

On the ground, Song Jingsi deliberately raised her wrist, tears welling up in her eyes, "The emperor likes my piano playing, and I am so honored. I practiced my piano skills diligently every day, but I didn't expect that I hurt my wrist from playing too much. I lost my manners in front of the emperor, and I am very scared!"

Murong Che looked at her red and swollen wrist and said calmly, "Since it's injured, call the imperial physician to take a look."

"Yes, I will obey the emperor's order and play for him again when my wrist recovers to atone for my sin today."

As Song Jingsi spoke, he bowed his head to the ground and paid great respect to Murong Che.

Murong Che nodded after pondering for a moment. "Song Zhaoyi is a great zither player. Listening to her makes me sleep better. I've been sleeping very well lately. Please heal your wrist as soon as possible. I'll come back next time."

ah?

What she said just now was just a polite remark, why did the emperor take it seriously?

"Your Majesty, thank you for the compliment. My piano skills are really not good enough. There are many sisters in the harem who are good at playing the piano. If Your Majesty heard them play, he would definitely like it!"

The subtext is——

I'm already honest, please let me go!

If you want to listen to the piano to help you sleep, go and play with someone else!

When Murong Che saw this, he knew that she would not dare to act like a demon again during this period of time.

"I am not in the mood to listen to the piano tonight. Wang Defa, please return to the palace."

"Farewell, Your Majesty!"

As soon as the man left, Song Jingsi sat paralyzed on the ground without caring about his appearance, his wrist hurting so much that cold sweats broke out. "Hanqiu, call the imperial physician quickly!"

After returning to the Changsheng Palace, Murong Che dismissed all the serving palace maids as usual, changed into night clothes, and sneaked into the Shuiyuexuan of the Lingyun Palace without being noticed by anyone.

Inside the bedroom, Xue Youli, dressed in a light, plain long dress, had been waiting for a long time.

The lotus incense burner on the table is burning soothing incense that can relax people.

Seeing Murong Che coming in, she pointed to the yellow rosewood recliner behind her and said to the man in black, "Your Majesty, I am ready. Are you ready?"

After failing to have sex that day, Murong Che thought about it for a long time and finally laid his cards on Xue Youli and asked her if her medical skills could cure his misogyny.

Xue Youli has studied both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and combined with the guidance given in the Book of Heaven, she tailored a psychological treatment plan for Murong Che.

After the two reached a consensus, Murong Che came quietly over when he had time in the evening.

This is a little secret between them, and no one else knows it.

Murong Che met her gaze and nodded faintly, "Yeah."

"Your Majesty, please lie down."

Murong Che did as she said and lay on the recliner.

The palace lights in the bedroom cast a warm orange light, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Xue Youli took out her pocket watch and held it in front of Murong Che.

She asked the craftsmen of the Imperial Household Department to make this pocket watch according to her drawings and ideas. It is exquisitely made, and the hands can actually move after being wound up, which is in no way inferior to electronic watches.

She gently shook the pocket watch, her voice soft and gentle, "Your Majesty, now follow my rhythm, breathe in slowly, and then breathe out slowly. Look at the pocket watch in my hand, and your eyes will gradually relax as the watch swings. You will feel your eyelids getting heavier, your mind relaxing, and your body starting to become lighter and lighter, as if you were lying on a cloud."

"Now slowly close your eyes and allow yourself to completely immerse yourself in this state of relaxation. Your whole body will relax and you will feel extremely peaceful and calm."

"Although it is pitch black around you, don't be afraid. Walk forward bravely. You will see a door at the end of the darkness. Now I will help you open this door -"

"Fourth Prince! Fourth Prince! Where are you?"

A little kid about five or six years old, wearing a lake green brocade gown, avoided the palace maids and eunuchs who came to look for him and ran quickly to his father's bedroom.

He wrote two large characters today. The tutor praised him for his better handwriting than his second and third brothers. He was very happy and wanted his father to see his large characters as well.

When his father happily asked him what reward he wanted, he asked his father to go see his mother so that his mother would not shed tears secretly because of missing his father.

Xue Youli didn't expect that Murong Che's memory would be projected onto the Book of Heaven's Secrets. She followed this delicate little boy as if she were there, recalling the memory deep in Murong Che's heart that he was most reluctant to touch.

The scene changes, and the young Murong Che shakes off the guards and palace maids and quietly pushes open the door of the late emperor's bedroom.

However, when he saw clearly the figures of several concubines entangled with the late emperor in the bedroom, Murong Che's childish face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Children's minds are very delicate and sensitive.

When he saw this scene, he seemed to understand why his mother shed tears all day long.

Perhaps the scene before him had too much of an impact on him, the boy's small body swayed violently, as if he might fall down at any moment.

His eyes were wide open and he stood stiffly in place. His ears were filled with the man's breathing and the woman's giggling, and his stomach was churning!

Chest tightness and shortness of breath! The world is spinning!

It seemed as if his small body could no longer bear the weight and was about to fall!

"Don't look."

Just when he was about to fall down helplessly, a pair of warm and soft hands covered his eyes in time.

Murong Che's body shuddered. The moment darkness fell, he only felt the hand on his eyelid brushing lightly like a feather. The soft and delicate touch made his tense heartstrings slowly relax.

The warmth of the woman's palm made him forget the painful experience he had just had, and his emotions finally calmed down a little.

The hypnosis went smoothly tonight, and Xue Youli was just about to wake the man up.

At this moment, an arrogant female voice suddenly came from outside.

"Lady Xue, it's so late, why are you still awake?"