Chapter 368 The Emperor was yelled at by a woman while twisting his ears
The next day.
Liu Qing opened her eyes in disbelief and followed Qingzhu, who came to change her morning job, with unsteady steps.
The wind from the corner of the corridor was cool, but it could not blow away the disturbing noises that had lasted all night long in the hall.
The sound was sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes thick, sometimes thin, like the most lingering silk thread, intertwining, separating, and then intertwining again...
"Sister Qingzhu..." Liu Qing's voice was filled with doubt and confusion.
She couldn't help but look up at the tightly closed palace door, which seemed to isolate it from another fiery world.
"Your Majesty and Your Majesty..." After a whole night of tossing and turning, why isn't it over yet?
Is the love between men and women in this world always so lingering?
Liu Qing's eldest brother never got married until his death, and his second brother became a eunuch in the palace.
So, she had never seen a young couple in love so closely.
Her parents are both farmers who work in the fields, and they have a good relationship in the village.
But Liu Qing had never seen them act like this...
No self-control.
Qingzhu stopped and looked at the young, shy and curious girl in front of him.
She patted Liu Qing's arm gently and lowered her voice:
"Silly girl, this is not something we should discuss. Your Majesty and the Empress haven't seen each other for a year, and they are so homesick that it's inevitable... they're a little passionate."
She paused, looked at Liu Qing's still confused and shocked eyes, and added:
"Just remember, in this Bixi Palace, the Imperial Noble Consort is the apple of His Majesty's eye. We only need to serve Her Majesty well, do our duty, not look at what we shouldn't look at, not listen to what we shouldn't listen to, and never take it to heart. This is our blessing, and our way to survive. Do you understand?"
Liu Qing dug her fingertips tightly into her sleeves and nodded vigorously.
"Sister Qingzhu, I understand."
"Yeah." Qingzhu looked at her face which looked a little haggard due to not sleeping all night, and his tone softened a little.
"Okay, come with me to the teahouse and wait. I guess... it will be time for water to be served in a while."
The time for the morning court session is almost here, and Your Majesty cannot fail to get up.
Liu Qing felt as if she had been pardoned, and followed her closely.
Inside the hall.
The drooping brocade curtains blocked out the gradually brightening light from the sky, leaving only a few glazed palace lanterns embedded in the corners of the wall, emitting a hazy and ambiguous glow.
The huge bedroom was shrouded in a warm glow.
The air was filled with a strange sweet fragrance, a mixture of ambergris, women's body odor, and a kind of decadent scent that followed lovemaking.
There is a rosewood carved bed with a half-drawn curtain.
Wen Li'er seemed to have been drained of all her strength, sinking limply into the cloud-like quilts, even her fingertips tinged with a lazy pink.
She was only loosely wrapped in a thin gauze nightgown, her sweat-soaked hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, and tears still hung on her eyelashes, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing.
The storms that had lasted from dusk to dawn almost shattered her soul had left her still immersed in a state of daze.
Yan Shixu hugged her from the side, his strong arms possessively wrapped around her slender waist.
The other hand was casually tangling her black hair that was scattered on the pillow.
He was shirtless, his wheat-colored skin glistening with sweat in the dim light, and his solid chest rose and fell with his breathing.
There are still a few deep scratches on it - the marks left by the person in his arms when he couldn't help himself.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on Wen Li'er's sweaty brows, swollen lips, and the seductive curves outlined by the gauze nightgown that rose and fell with her breathing.
That look still held a dark fire of satisfaction that had never been extinguished, like a beast patrolling its most precious prey.
"Pear..."
He called out softly, his voice husky and mellow, typical of indulgence, with a hint of lazy sexiness.
His fingertips stroked the corners of her wet eyes, wiping away the tears.
Wen Li'er was so tired that she didn't even bother to open her eyelids. She just snorted softly through her nose as a response.
Deep inside her body, there was still a lingering soreness from being completely occupied and forcefully taken by him, reminding her of the intensity and loss of control of the entire night.
She shrank into his arms, looking for a more comfortable position, and complained with a slightly aggrieved nasal voice:
"Your Majesty... this is really... too much!"
Yan Shixu laughed softly, his chest vibrating, making Wen Lier's eardrums numb.
He tightened his arms, holding her more tightly in his embrace, lowered his head, and pressed a soothing kiss to her smooth forehead with his warm lips.
But the words she said made Wen Li'er's heartbeat, which had just calmed down a little, become disordered again.
"I haven't seen you for a year, and my pears taste even better than before. One night...isn't it enough?"
His lips slid down her forehead, lingered on her sensitive earlobe, gently holding the small earlobe in his mouth, grinding it with his teeth neither lightly nor heavily, and felt with satisfaction that the delicate body in his arms trembled slightly again.
"Besides... last night, you little liar, you broke your promise..."
When Wen Li'er heard him say this, she felt ashamed and angry. She didn't care about being tired and raised her hand to cover his mouth.
"Your Majesty, do not say that!"
She agreed to it out of helplessness.
So as soon as she entered the bedroom, she started to act like a spoiled brat.
As a result, he beat me up several times...
Thinking of what happened last night, she tried to push the person away.
Yan Shixu easily caught her mischievous little hand and pinned it behind her back on the pillow.
His tall body lifted up slightly, completely enveloping her in his shadow.
He looked down at her, his deep eyes shone startlingly bright in the dim bed curtains, filled with lust that hadn't dissipated all night.
"I... still want it."
As the words fell, his hot lips followed suit, accurately grabbing her breath again.
Unlike the impatience of last night, this kiss was slow and torturous, his tongue patrolling the territory, leaving burning marks in every corner of her mouth.
“Hmm…”
Wen Li'er felt his hand around her waist begin to explore unruly downwards, and the thin gauze dress was useless...
"Your Majesty... I really can't have it anymore..."
She protested in a broken voice, but it was swallowed by his lips and tongue and became unclear.
"Yes."
Yan Shixu's response was brief and domineering. He easily untied the troublesome laces of her gauze dress. His slightly cool fingers touched her warm skin, causing her to shudder.
He kissed her neck, leaving new marks on her slender collarbone.
Wen Li'er was really angry. If she continued like this, she would become a seductress who kept the king from attending court early in the morning!
So, she stared with her eyes wide open, turned into a tigress, and twisted the ears of the person on her body fiercely.
"If Your Majesty doesn't attend the morning court, Your Majesty will not let me touch you for the next month... no, three months!"
This was the first time that Yan Shixu, a dignified emperor, was yelled at by a woman while twisting her ears.
He was a little bit incredulous, thinking that this little woman was becoming more and more lawless.
But for the sake of sexual happiness in the next three months, he reluctantly rolled off her.
However, he did not forget to bite Wen Li'er's lips hard and hummed softly in her low moan.
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