Chapter 9 Sensible Refuse Imperial Favor
"Thank you, Your Majesty." When the young man looked up again, he was all smiles. He should please His Majesty, not annoy her. He quickly composed himself.
His Majesty's willingness to make a promise to him was already an unprecedented favor; he should be happy.
The night was still long, and there were still more enjoyable things to do, but thinking of the lesson from last time and the teachings of the "Admonitions for Men," he couldn't help but whisper, "How about Lu Lu serves His Majesty a bath?"
"You still have the energy to serve me?" Si Ze couldn't help but laugh.
The young man bit his bright red lips and forced himself to sit up: "I wish to serve Your Majesty."
His water-soaked eyes held a shimmering, pleading look.
She was truly a beauty. Si Ze stroked his waist and said, "If you can get up, then you can serve me."
Upon hearing this, the young man tried to stand up with all his might, but his overused body suddenly went limp, and the king swiftly caught him in his arms.
"Never mind, never mind, let Qingqing serve you then." The young king looked helpless as he picked him up in his arms, but his eyes were full of laughter.
The sudden loss of weight made him instinctively want to hold onto something, but he suppressed this outrageous thought and simply leaned gently against her.
The next moment, he was placed in a warm bath, and he instinctively grabbed His Majesty's hand.
"Don't rush." Si Ze also strode in.
The bathtub for two was not small, but the two people inside still couldn't help but touch each other's skin.
Even after they had done the most intimate things, this contact still made the young man's heart tremble, and his originally tired body began to awaken again.
He was to serve His Majesty in his bath, not to lead him into indulgence! He reminded himself again before slowly suppressing his emotions and beginning to serve His Majesty in his bath.
The king was young and had practiced martial arts since childhood, so his body lines were particularly smooth. Men knew what kind of power was contained within it, and the more they served him, the more they couldn't help but fall for him.
Seeing his face flushed like a peach blossom and his work slowing down, Si Ze guessed what he was thinking and couldn't help but laugh, "Qingqing, do you want to do it again?"
The man suddenly snapped out of his daze, his fingertips flaring as if burned, trying to pull back, but were gripped by a large, calloused hand: "You've set a fire, and you still want to escape?"
His face was flushed crimson, but he dared not struggle. He could only whisper, "Your Majesty has always indulged in pleasures. We should not..."
The words were left unsaid, but the refusal was obvious.
The king felt a hint of displeasure: "Now you're being quite upright, aren't you?"
These words were full of accusations. Yes, last time he tried to seduce you with special ornaments, but now he is refusing the emperor's favor. In Your Majesty's eyes, isn't this just being coy?
The man's face turned pale instantly. In desperation, he tried to kneel down to explain himself, but he forgot that it was a bathtub and ended up kneeling between the king's legs.
"I am guilty, I have impure thoughts, I could not control my body in front of Your Majesty..." He did not pay attention to the current situation at all, and only said in a panic, "I am not yet able to be upright, I just do not want to ruin Your Majesty's health for my own selfish reasons."
Seeing him so eager to open himself up and show her his 'heart', Si Ze's gaze softened.
"Qingqing...you've become so sensible." She couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing this, he knew her anger had dissipated, and said, "If you continue to be disobedient, you will be letting down His Majesty's patient teaching."
After reading "Admonitions for Men," he fully understood the Emperor's intention in administering the thirty strokes of the cane. He was deeply grateful and wanted to express this gratitude to the Emperor.
"Such a heavy board, aren't you resentful?" Si Ze lifted his chin.
The young man raised his eyelashes, meeting the king's scrutinizing gaze: "I am but a lowly servant. Your Majesty's willingness to personally instruct me is already an immense favor. I was ignorant and foolish in the past, and it is normal for me to bring about my own demise at any time. Only Your Majesty is willing to teach me with care. How can I not be grateful?"
Feeling that words could not express his gratitude, he then presented the document to His Majesty, saying, "If Your Majesty is not annoyed, we hope that Your Majesty will continue to instruct us in the future, so that we may not go astray."
Si Ze's heart skipped a beat: she had gained a lot since childhood, but also lost a lot. She hoped that all her subjects and palace servants would live long lives, but some people always felt that she was heartless.
As a monarch, she could naturally disregard some resentment, but the fact that her good intentions had been betrayed always left her feeling unhappy.
Now, those previously ignored discomforts have completely disappeared.
She patted that spot: "Then Qingqing should be more careful in the future."
Even though the force wasn't strong, the boy's heart tightened immediately upon hearing this: no matter how sensible he was, he was still afraid of the paddle!
Seeing him like this, the king felt a strange sense of responsibility.
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This time, Gan Cao left Zichen Palace a little later than last time.
In the darkness of night, he did not pull his cloak tighter, letting the cool air seep into his nightgown to lower the body and mind temperature.
Soon, his body temperature cooled down, but his heart remained burning hot: he felt even closer to His Majesty.
The moonlight seemed gentler, the palace lanterns more adorable, and the air he breathed felt fresher; he felt completely refreshed.
I slept without any dreams.
"My lady, the young master of the Shen family has entered the palace." Mao Gen reported the news while washing up.
Young Master Shen?
Gan Cao only knew one young master of the Shen family, who was His Majesty's future Empress, another mistress of the harem, and also his future mistress.
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