On the first night after returning to Beijing, the affair initiated by Xie Wan Ning got completely out of control and she was deprived of even the chance to call a halt.
When it was almost dawn outside the window, the noise in the bedroom gradually subsided.
Xie Wan Ning tilted her head and buried half of her face in the soft pillow, trying to calm her rapid breathing.
The man who was kissing the back of her neck from behind reached out and lifted her chin, slowly stroked her rosy lips with his fingertips, then hooked her sweaty hair behind her ears, put his arms around her shoulders, turned over, and kissed her on the lips.
Xie Wan Ning raised her arm and nudged his elbow, "Stop kissing, take a break, it's time to go to court."
"Wanwan is indeed a virtuous queen..." Lu Ziyan praised her, pinched her chin and lifted her up, kissed her, and seeing that she refused to give in, he smiled and explained: "Why do they need to go to court every day? Giving them salaries is not for them to eat."
As a tyrant with a reputation for killing people, who often had to lead the army to war in person, it was obvious that he had no awareness of the need to personally take care of state affairs.
In the court, almost all the military generals were his confidants, and the civil officials were all newcomers promoted in recent years.
Those pedantic old ministers of the previous emperor's dynasty were almost all dealt with in a short time, even before Lu Ziyan ascended the throne, in the year when he was regent.
There are advantages to chaotic times. Many things do not require too many rules.
The military power in your hands is the rules.
Therefore, many old ministers believed that the late emperor's decision to entrust his legitimate son to the Wuyuan Marquis's Mansion for foster care was a good move.
Military power returned to the royal family.
After Lu Ziyan ascended the throne, the imperial power that had been declining for generations became unprecedentedly strong, and his words were truly law.
Compared to his father who was restrained by the civil and military officials and had to think about balancing the situation every day, no one in the court dared to oppose what he said.
In this life, he is not only an emperor with real power, but also an emperor respected by people all over the world.
Xie Wan Ning thought in a daze, and when his hand slid down along the waistline again, she hurriedly stopped him, "Go to sleep, I'm so tired."
After the reunion, this person acted like a man who had no idea where to start. He had no self-control.
But she felt guilty, and as long as he mentioned "five years", she had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted with a desire to make amends, and basically never rejected his requests for sex.
But on the way back to the capital, during those ten days in the carriage, he had made excessive demands, and now he was back in the palace.
How could the emperor and empress, who were role models for the people of the world, indulge in such lust?
Lu Ziyan didn't care whether he was a role model for the world or not. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and looked at the girl below seriously.
Even though he had been asking for it all night, she didn't look tired at all.
On the contrary, there was a gentleness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows that she herself had not even noticed.
The dense beads of sweat on the forehead add more charm to this scene.
Red plum blossoms are blooming on the white and tender snow-white skin.
Following the collarbone down, hidden under the bed covers...
During these five years, his Wanwan has indeed maintained good health, which may also be because she is already a mother.
In short, she has made great progress compared to the delicate and tender girl five years ago.
Thinking of this, Lu Ziyan couldn't help but chuckle, pecked her nose, and said softly: "Are you really tired?"
It doesn't look like he is unable to play again.
Xie Wan Ning raised her slightly closed eyelids, circled his neck and pulled him down, cursing into his ear, "Beast!"
You just can't see that she's in high spirits, right?
"..." Lu Ziyan remained silent.
He buried his face in her neck, smiling dully, "Okay, I'm a beast."
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