Chapter 220 About the Storybook
After the emperor left, Xie Zhenrong felt bored and turned to leave.
Wan Suihuan looked at the figure that had gone away, with mixed emotions in his eyes, including envy, disbelief, and a lot of doubts.
"That turned out to be the Imperial Noble Consort. Her facial features are quite pretty, but her figure is quite different from what I expected. How on earth did someone like her become the most favored of the six harems?"
Chen Yian frowned and moved a little further away from her.
"Sister Wan, be careful with your words," she warned.
Wan Suihuan is one month younger than Chen Yian, so Chen Yian was not wrong to call her "Sister Wan".
But Wan Suihuan still frowned subconsciously, but soon relaxed again.
She blinked her big watery eyes, her face full of innocence.
"I didn't say anything. Well, once we enter the palace, we do need to be careful."
Chen Yian nodded and said, "Indeed, why don't we go back to Chuxiu Palace first."
Wan Sui Huan didn't want to.
"Sister Chen, the scenery of this Imperial Garden is very beautiful. Since we are here, why not enjoy the flowers before leaving?"
Chen Yian looked around and found that the scenery of the imperial garden was indeed as she said.
It was the Queen who brought them here, so it wouldn't be against the rules for them to enjoy the flowers here and then leave.
Chen Yian nodded in agreement, and walked side by side with Wan Suihuan among the flowers to enjoy the scenery.
After walking for a while, Wan Suihuan couldn't help but sigh again.
"Sister Chen, did you see that? The emperor is truly handsome and extraordinary."
This time Chen Yian nodded in agreement.
She had also secretly looked up at the emperor when she was paying her respects.
Although it was just a glance, I still remember that handsome and majestic face.
Thinking of that pair of dark and deep eyes, Chen Yian's heart suddenly jumped.
Wen Li'er is here.
After she returned to Bixi Palace, she sent someone to talk to Li Yuchu and arranged for today's dinner.
She mentioned several things in one breath, all of which were the emperor's favorites.
Yan Shixu laughed. He had originally planned to send her back and then leave.
If so, leaving would probably make her sad.
Yan Shixu asked someone to call Yongtai, who was playing with the eldest prince, over.
"Go and bring all my memorials to Bixi Palace."
Yongtai was slightly stunned. This was the first time that the emperor came to the concubine to review memorials.
He immediately responded and went.
For most of the afternoon, Yan Shixu sat at his desk carefully reviewing memorials, while Wen Li'er continued reading the notebook she had read halfway last night.
Because every time the emperor entered the Bixi Palace, he would not allow anyone to pass on the message.
Wen Li'er was worried that he would catch her and laugh at her for reading this kind of literature, so she asked the palace maids to disguise the cover of the storybook.
Yan Shixu had been reviewing most of the memorials in a row and felt his eyes were a little tired, so he turned his head to look at Wen Li'er, and then glanced at the two big words on the book in her hand.
The Book of Songs?
It is rare to read the Book of Songs with such concentration.
After rubbing his eyes for a while, he continued to read the memorials. After processing two of them in a row, he stood up and walked towards Wen Li'er.
Wen Li'er was watching intently and didn't hear the footsteps approaching her.
Yan Shixu stopped behind her and leaned over to look at the book in her hand.
As soon as he saw it, his eyebrows twitched slightly.
Wen Li'er's cheeks flushed slightly when she saw the excitement.
Nowadays, the scale of these storybooks is getting bigger and bigger.
As a woman who is about to give birth to her second child, she is not unfamiliar with the content described in the book.
I couldn't help but think of the emperor and myself as the hero and heroine in the book, and then I couldn't help but start to find fault with them.
The emperor is definitely more handsome than the male protagonist and definitely taller than him.
It is written in the book that the hero and heroine cried out for water ten times on their wedding night.
Wen Li'er thought seriously, when the emperor was with her, how many times had he asked for water at most?
Yan Shixu's gaze also fell on the ten times, and then he looked at Wen Li'er's pensive profile, and suddenly he felt that he seemed to know what she was thinking.
Yan Shixu was angry. He seriously doubted that his ability was being questioned.
He scolded, "The author of this book is really making things up. If he can moan ten times a night, I will cut off his head and let him kick it like a ball!"
Wen Li'er was frightened by the sudden voice in her ears and threw the book in her hand away.
Yan Shixu walked over, picked up the book and argued with her. Wen Li was so embarrassed that her toes curled up in her embroidered shoes.
How embarrassing! She was caught reading this kind of book by the emperor, and the emperor still insisted on explaining to her that it was impossible for the male protagonist to have sex ten times a night.
Wen Li'er nodded randomly.
"Your Majesty is right... This book must be a lie! How could this person be so much more powerful than your Majesty?"
Yan Shixu narrowed his eyes slightly. This meant that he was not very capable.
Wen Li'er saw him approaching her and slowly took a step back.
He took another step forward, and she took another step back.
"Your Majesty, did I say something wrong?"
Yan Shixu: "Do you think that I ask for it too infrequently?"
Wen Li'er hurriedly shook her head: "Although the emperor asks for it less often, but! But... every time he asks for it, it lasts longer than this person!"
Yan Shixu's expression looked better, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Being told by your own woman that you asked for it less often... this is such a great humiliation!
In order to prove himself, Yan Shixu immediately picked up the man by the waist and strode towards the bed.
Wen Li'er was startled, and she put her hand on his chest, stammering, "Your Majesty, my belly is so big, you can't do anything rash."
Yan Shixu hummed and laughed.
"It's not like I didn't ask for it when you were pregnant with Xiaoxiao."
Wen Li'er shook her head firmly.
"The Emperor was sweating profusely that time, and he didn't feel any relief. You might as well... you might as well wait until I give birth to the child. I'm due next month anyway."
But it had already started, and Yan Shixu couldn't bear it anymore.
He placed Wen Li'er on the bed, rubbed her red lips with his thumb, and said softly, "I can change places."
Wen Li'er felt very uncomfortable. Under his eager gaze, she wanted to rush out.
But when I tried to turn over, he held my shoulders.
The whole person was like a tortoise that had turned over on its back, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.
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(Oh, every time I write this, I have to revise it countless times. I am tired of it. Now I will just simplify it. You can imagine it yourself.)
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When it was so dark that one could not see one's fingers, Nanny Qin paced back and forth at the door of the bedroom.
She resisted the urge to knock on the door several times, and finally turned around and went to the dining room.
It is pure to keep your ears out of hearing.
Nanny Qin ordered the palace servants to remove the dishes from the table and heat them up again.
She wasn't too worried. When her mistress was pregnant with the eldest prince, the emperor had acted like this, but nothing happened in the end.
In the bedroom, inside the drawn bed curtains.
Wen Li'er has lost all desire to live.
Her naked body was covered with various marks.
Seeing the satisfied look on her cheek, Yan Shixu proudly pulled out the silk handkerchief from under her pillow and carefully wiped the fingers of his right hand.
Wen Li'er complained: "That is my favorite handkerchief!"
Yan Shixu chuckled meaningfully: "If you don't want to wipe it with your handkerchief, are you going to use mine?"
Wen Li'er only felt the rumbling of thunder in the sky, which had already numbed her.
She stated the facts righteously.
"But when the emperor wiped that just now, he also used my handkerchief! And he spent ten yuan on it!"
Yan Shixu was in a good mood when he heard this number.
"Then I will use my own handkerchief to wipe you next time."
Wen Lier discovered that no matter how hard she practiced, she could never be as thick-skinned as the emperor.
She silently pulled the quilt over her head.
Yan Shixu let out a muffled laugh from his chest and called for water again.
By the time he arrived at the dining hall carrying Wen Li'er, who was pretending to be dead, the moon was already high.
The palace servants were busy.
Wen Li'er was really hungry and ate two bowls of rice in a hurry.
She was about to eat, but Yan Shixu stopped her.
"Be careful of food accumulation at night."
Wen Li'er put down her bowl and chopsticks obediently.
Yan Shixu walked around the courtyard with Wen Li'er for a few laps, then sent her back to the bedroom to rest before leaving.
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(I'm crying my eyes out. Can you believe this? I simplified it so much, and I still had to revise it twice...!!!)
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