Chapter 40: Touching
Jiang Yingli stood there in a daze for two seconds, then quickly chased after him.
Your Majesty is not angry?
It’s good that Your Majesty is not angry, but what about the Queen Mother?
But let’s not talk about this for now, let’s just talk about the present.
Right now, she was indeed busy copying the palace rules and had originally planned to stay up all night. If she were to receive the emperor now, she might not be able to copy a single word tonight.
Why not... coax His Majesty to sleep first?
Jiang Yingli chased after Xiao Chenglan, "Your Majesty, you must be tired after a day. It's getting late. May I help you settle down?"
Xiao Chenglan paused, and Jiang Yingli stopped abruptly. Although she didn't bump into him, her steps were unstable, and she was about to fall forward, waving her hands.
Xiao Chenglan turned around and held her head.
Jiang Yingli struggled twice under his hands and finally stood still.
Xiao Chenglan had intended to get straight to the point and say that he would help her deal with the copying as punishment, but when he saw that she was busy copying the palace rules, he hurriedly coaxed him to bed.
He simply stopped talking.
Xiao Chenglan put his arm around Jiang Yingli's waist and smiled meaningfully.
"Okay, I've been busy with official duties lately, but I'm free tonight and quite interested. You can accompany me to fight until dawn."
Jiang Yingli was stunned.
What?
That's not what she meant. She wanted His Majesty to sleep alone first. She copied the palace rules.
If the battle really goes on until dawn, not only will we not be able to copy it tonight, I'm afraid we won't be able to copy it tomorrow morning either.
I can’t finish copying it to begin with, and if it takes another day, it’s definitely over.
Jiang Yingli took Xiao Chenglan's sleeve and looked at him pitifully, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has punished me by having me obey the palace rules a hundred times. I still have eighty to go. I have to finish my task the day after tomorrow. I really, really don't have time to serve Your Majesty. Please understand me."
Xiao Chenglan nodded regretfully, "Really? That's really unfortunate. Then go and copy the palace rules. I'll do as I please."
Jiang Yingli's eyes lit up immediately, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Xiao Chenglan watched her run to the table and sit down, curled his lips slightly, walked over and sat next to her.
Jiang Yingli looked up at him, wondering what he was going to do, but Xiao Chenglan just sat next to her and read a book.
Jiang Yingli calmed herself down, dipped the brush in ink and began to copy.
Unexpectedly, before he could write two words, a big hand suddenly came around his waist.
Jiang Yingli blinked and looked at Xiao Chenglan.
"Look at me, what am I doing? You can copy whatever you want. I'm not holding your hand."
Jiang Yingli pursed her lips, tried hard to ignore the hand on her waist, and began to copy.
However, the hand on her waist had already wrapped around her waist and was resting on her stomach, gently kneading the soft flesh.
Jiang Yingli looked down at the hand with bulging veins pressing on her belly. The spring clothes were thin, but the warmth of the palm was hard to ignore.
She was a little distracted, so she quickly looked away, took a deep breath, and continued to try to ignore the restless hand.
A moment later...
Jiang Yingli's pen tip trembled, and Xiao Chenglan's warm breath on her ear made her waist tremble.
My earlobe was bitten lightly.
My face is burning hot.
Jiang Yingli was completely defeated, with her face raised and eyes full of grievance.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, could you please stop teasing me? How can I write if Your Majesty is like this?"
Xiao Chenglan looked at her indifferently, "What does it have to do with me? It's you who can't concentrate, your mind is wandering."
Jiang Yingli looked at him and seemed to understand something.
She threw away her pen, threw herself into Xiao Chenglan's arms, and sobbed softly in anxiety.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Your Majesty can punish me in any way you want, but can you wait until I finish copying the palace rules? I really don't have time..."
Xiao Chenglan hugged her, a meaningful smile flashing across his face.
"Are you crying now? Weren't you quite brave when you just shut me out and let me go to sleep alone?"
Jiang Yingli didn't say anything, just sobbing in Xiao Cheng's arms.
"Okay, sit still, I won't touch you."
Jiang Yingli quickly climbed up from Xiao Chenglan's arms, wiped her tears with her sleeve, grabbed the pen and started writing again.
Seeing her so anxious, Xiao Chenglan smiled faintly.
His eyes fell on the copied palace rules, his brows furrowed, and he asked:
"Is your handwriting a mess because you're in such a hurry, or is it because I haven't been with you these past few months and I've become lazy?"
This question was very strict, and Jiang Yingli subconsciously held the pen she had just hurriedly picked up.
"I have never slacked off. Whether I'm in the palace or in the palace, I practice calligraphy every day."
"Then write carefully, stroke by stroke."
Jiang Yingli was still hurriedly scrawling peach charms on the paper. "If I write properly, I really won't be able to finish it!"
Xiao Chenglan looked at Jiang Yingli's furrowed brows and said slowly:
"Do you think I will watch you fail to finish writing the palace rules and be punished by the Queen Mother?"
The person who was copying the palace rules wholeheartedly in the previous second turned to him in the next second, grabbed his hand, and her brows were no longer frowned, with her eyes full of anticipation.
"Your Majesty, do you mean to say that Your Majesty will help me copy?"
"No." Xiao Chenglan said firmly.
"I have a mountain of memorials to submit. I've been busy all day, and now I have time to write palace rules with you? Don't you think too highly of me?"
The hand was immediately thrown away.
Jiang Yingli turned sideways, her cheeks puffed up with anger, and she complained weakly in a very small voice:
"Then Your Majesty, please stop touching me and stop ordering me to write every stroke. I can't finish it anyway, and Your Majesty is still causing trouble..."
Xiao Chenglan stared at her puffed-up face, and couldn't help laughing at her angry but speechless look.
He reached out, pulled her back, and pinched her chin.
"I can't write it for you, but I can find someone to write it for you."
Find someone to help her...
Jiang Yingli hesitated: "But, isn't that just being lazy?"
Xiao Chenglan was puzzled: "Isn't it lazy if I help you write?"
Jiang Yingli shook her head, "Of course not. Your Majesty and I are one. What Your Majesty wrote is what I wrote. What others wrote is different."
Xiao Chenglan paused, his long eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, and a smile crept into his dark eyes.
"Why worry about this? It's just some meaningless copying as punishment. Just be lazy if you want to." Xiao Chenglan said while stroking her chin.
Jiang Yingli also thought it made sense, so she immediately threw away her pen, hugged Xiao Chenglan's arm, and shook him gently while saying:
"Your Majesty is so kind! Your Majesty is the best!"
Seeing her smile, Xiao Chenglan also smiled faintly, then stretched out his long arm, picked up the pen, and handed it horizontally to Jiang Yingli.
"But, there is a prerequisite. You have to write it all over again, stroke by stroke, before I can help you."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Yingli took the pen awkwardly, sat up straight again, and began to write seriously.
Xiao Chenglan sat aside and looked at her.
The candlelight flickered, and he was a little dazed for a moment.
When he first taught her to write, he taught her to write his name.
At that time, the candlelight in the mansion was far from this bright. She wrote his name stroke by stroke, and when she was done, she held it up to show him, and asked him with a smile if it was good...
Jiang Yingli finally finished copying it, put down her pen, picked up the palace rules with the ink still wet, turned to look at Xiao Chenglan, her eyes shining.
"How is it, Your Majesty, is my writing good? I said I was not lazy... Hmm..."
Jiang Yingli didn't know how the palace rules in her hand were suddenly taken away. She only knew that her neck was held down and Xiao Chenglan's kiss came down on her violently.
This kiss was very fierce.
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