Chapter 21
Because she was clearly in the wrong, Qi Yu didn't just leave. Instead, she stayed in bed and waited for Wu Shiyan to wake up before deciding what to do.
During this time, she naturally hoped that the marks on Wu Shiyan's body would disappear quickly, so that she could try to pretend that nothing had happened.
But no one knows what kind of nectar Wu Shiyan drank, his skin is quite delicate.
The marks faded so slowly that it was cruel to even see the scar running across his waist.
I really don't know how long it took for the scars on his body to heal.
Qi Yu remembered that before Wu Shiyan left the capital, he was the late emperor's most beloved prince. Because he was born to the woman he loved and looked like a fairy, the late emperor often took him by his side to teach him. As a result, the older princes were wary of him.
Even though Wu Shiyan's abilities were mediocre at the time and he had no interest in the throne, he was eventually driven out of the capital by countless people when he came of age.
In less than a year, the once noble prince became a cold-blooded killer. The more people he killed, the heavier his murderous aura became, often making the palace servants afraid to look him in the eye.
Qi Yu turned to look at Wu Shiyan, thinking to herself, "He really was hiding his true abilities back then."
Five years have passed, and although the capital has regained its stability and prosperity, in the hearts of the officials, the events of five years ago seem as if they happened yesterday.
Therefore, it is often speculated that even without the rebel king, Wu Shiyan's ambition would lead him to return and reclaim the throne.
Looking at Wu Shiyan asleep, Qi Yu noticed that only at this moment did his eccentric and sinister aura soften, which explained why others would make such a guess.
After falling asleep, Wu Shiyan's thin lips were a little moist.
His eyelashes were long and thin, without any curling, like a small fan sweeping out a very faint shadow.
This also makes his sculpted features stand out even more.
Qi Yu waited for Wu Shiyan for an hour before he woke up.
Meanwhile, on His Majesty's first night at the estate, the palace servants tacitly did not come to serve him at the time that Qi Yu usually got up.
As soon as Wu Shiyan opened his eyes, he met Qi Yu's undisguised gaze.
That's something she's capable of doing.
Wu Shiyan sat up halfway: "What's wrong?"
Qi Yu pursed her lips and said tactfully, "I don't know who removed the ice chest. I have offended Your Majesty's sacred body."
Although she said she didn't know, her eyes, which held a hint of emotion, were fixed firmly on Wu Shiyan.
She was afraid of the heat, and Wu Shiyan was afraid of the cold, so it was obvious who ordered the evacuation.
Wu Shiyan lowered his head, covering his clothes, and the bright morning light fell on his profile. He said, "It was I who ordered it to be removed."
He paused for a moment and then said, "It's not your fault."
Qi Yu's aggrieved look vanished, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. But seeing Wu Shiyan's attitude, she felt inexplicably guilty.
So he changed the subject, saying, "Madam Zhao left the estate the day before yesterday, but she left me a carrier pigeon. Would Your Majesty like to take a look?"
Pastries cannot be kept for long. After she tasted them, she gave them to the servants not long afterward, and naturally did not mention it at the time.
Wu Shiyan: "You don't need to tell me about Zhao Wanyi's affairs in the future."
Qi Yu nodded, puzzled.
It might be a bit strange for the concubine to bring up these things with him in bed.
Qi Yu didn't hesitate and blinked, saying, "Your Majesty, shall we get up?"
Wu Shiyan nodded.
After getting up and having her meal, Qi Yu went to the study. Feeling somewhat guilty, she wrote a letter to Zhao Wanyi, inquiring about her return date, which was to be delivered by carrier pigeon.
That evening, Zhao Wanyi replied. She said she went to the clinic, where Dr. Sun Ying treated her old ailment and prescribed some medicine. The medicine was very bitter, but with Yue Lu chatting with her, she finished it without realizing it.
Finally, he asked Qi Yu what she was doing at the estate.
Upon receiving the letter, Qi Yu naturally wrote back to Zhao Wanyi the next day.
After a while, Qi Yu started contacting Zhao Wanyi.
Wu Shiyan didn't leave that day. The two of them fished by the stream on the estate, grilled fish behind the rockery, caught a chicken to add to their dishes, and dug up some wine that had been buried on the estate sometime ago.
Once the wine was opened, its rich aroma filled the air, and Qi Yu was almost intoxicated just by smelling it.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, it was already dark, so Wu Shiyan naturally didn't leave.
That night, Qi Yu lay in bed, secretly vigilant, thinking that making a mistake once was enough, and there must never be a second time.
Just then, Wu Shiyan's cold breath suddenly arrived, lifting the back of her head and pressing his lips to the lips she had longed for.
The sound of kissing echoed between the bed and the sofa.
Although the sound was very soft and light, it sounded like thunder to Qi Yu.
Her eyes widened, and the strands of hair that had been lifted by Wu Shiyan's approach fell back onto her cheek, causing a slight tickle.
Qi Yu's senses were heightened; she could hear her heart pounding, the candle wick crackling, and smell the faint scent of alcohol on Wu Shiyan.
She tilted her head back slightly, her breath spraying onto Wu Shiyan's skin as he loosened his grip.
Qi Yu said, "Your Majesty, I am Qi Yu."
If Wu Shiyan mistook her for someone else and couldn't help but kiss her, she was furious just thinking about it.
In that case, she would also have to do some outrageous things under the influence of alcohol, which was hardly an excuse.
Qi Yu looked at Wu Shiyan, and her appearance was clearly reflected in his dark eyes.
Arrogant and haughty.
She was saying the softest words imaginable, but her expression was anything but gentle.
"I know."
"well?"
Qi Yu's question was incoherent because she had been kissed again.
Her heart tightened, her hands braced against the bed, but she didn't forcefully refuse; she just felt all her strength drain away.
Wu Shiyan was undoubtedly inexperienced; he was just kissing, he didn't even know how to lick or kiss properly, he was really too green.
Qi Yu couldn't resist licking his thin lips, parting his teeth, before withdrawing.
Wu Shiyan paused noticeably for a moment, and then immediately began a deep kiss.
Qi Yu felt like she had eaten an octopus; while others were passionately entwined, they were passionately kissing.
Wu Shiyan's teeth slammed into her lips, and he pressed the back of her head closer to her.
He knelt on the bed, leaning deeply forward. If someone outside the bed were to look at him at this moment, they would definitely be able to see Wu Shiyan wearing a white nightgown, yet with a rather muscular broad back, and her completely covered body.
Qi Yu gently closed her eyes. She was a young woman who had seen the view under Wu Shiyan's clothes that morning. Now that he was teasing her, she couldn't help but be aroused.
To be honest, I don't feel much liking for anyone; I mostly respond based on my physical instincts.
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Shiyan finally moved his thin lips to Qi Yu's chin, and then down to her neck.
Qi Yu's eyes were half-closed, her warm gaze falling on Wu Shiyan's profile. This was undoubtedly encouraging, and Wu Shiyan nuzzled her neck with a kiss.
Before he could make any further moves, he discovered that Qi Yu had snuggled into his arms and fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Wu Shiyan chuckled silently, pulled her completely into his arms, lay down, and then kissed the hair on Qi Yu's head. He could shield her from the candlelight, so he didn't pay any more attention to the candles.
He couldn't bear to let Qi Yu go.
The candle burned all night, until the soft morning light shone into the room, and then it finally burned out, fulfilling its last purpose.
Qi Yu did not see Wu Shiyan after she woke up.
He had an early morning court session today, and rode back to the palace before dawn without even saying goodbye.
Qi Yu showed no resentment; she appeared quite calm.
While looking in the bronze mirror, she suddenly noticed two or three red marks on her neck. They weren't serious, and a light touch of powder covered them up.
Qi Yu thought of last night. After the kiss, she glanced at Wu Shiyan with drowsiness. She felt that Wu Shiyan should understand what she meant, so he kissed her neck again after she fell asleep.
Qi Yu felt a strange sensation.
Pei Jiu saw the marks, but was not surprised.
In her mind, it would be abnormal if His Majesty and the Empress didn't sleep together. His Majesty was just an ordinary man; how could he not have desires and remain indifferent to such a beautiful woman?
Qi Yu went to the study to practice calligraphy, but she couldn't calm down today, so she wasted the whole morning and didn't even finish copying a single calligraphy model.
She unconsciously pressed the pen to her lips and said dismissively, "What's all this about?"
It's impossible to matchmake Wu Shiyan and Zhao Wanyi; she'd feel guilty even saying it herself. It's better to let things develop naturally.
The plot has its own flexibility and will eventually get back on track.
Qi Yu had a good attitude; when she couldn't write any characters, she went to feed the fish.
Wu Shiyun arrived the day after Wu Shiyan left. Since her elder brother had come all the way to stay at the royal estate for two days, she naturally wouldn't disturb Qi Yu before she had recovered.
At the same time, jade was sent from the palace, along with a note from Wu Shiyan indicating that he was busy with court affairs.
But in Qi Yu's eyes, this was undoubtedly a sign of escapism.
Feeling bored, she threw the note into the koi pond and had the jade collected.
She certainly wasn't foolish enough to use jade as pebbles for koi fish.
Wu Shiyun called out, "Imperial Sister-in-law."
Qi Yu looked at her: "You're riding a horse, right? Let's go."
Wu Shiyun is Wu Shiyun, and Wu Shiyan is Wu Shiyan, so she naturally wouldn't hold a grudge.
Qi Yu rode at full speed on horseback, overtaking Wu Shiyun in one go.
Wu Shiyun looked serious and chased after Qi Yu.
After the exhilarating chase, Qi Yu had regained her composure. She even went to Wu Shiyun's manor for a visit and some tea.
Wu Shiyun told her about the latest fashion trends in the capital, and Qi Yu was immediately intrigued.
He immediately ordered that the people from the Qiluofang brothel in the capital be invited to the estate the next day to take her measurements and make her a dress.
In just over ten days it will be the Qixi Festival, the day to pray for skill in needlework. There will be no curfew in the capital on that day, so it will be a good time to wear clothes made by Qiluofang.
The embroiderers in the palace were so skilled that it was obvious at a glance that they came from the palace, which was naturally out of place.
Qi Yu received another letter from Zhao Wanyi, in which she mentioned that her courtyard was named Yuzhao, and that she had been tending to the flowers and plants under the window for the past two days. She also fed the pigeons when they flew back, and said that the parrot "Yuge" was really smart and that she liked it very much.
Yu Ge is the name Zhao Wanyi gave to the parrot.
Qi Yu seemed to be able to sense the little things happening around Zhao Wanyi from the letter.
In the palace.
Wu Shiyan had finally finished his busy work of governing the country, and was about to leave the palace after court when a bad feeling made him stop.
Sure enough, the next moment, he lost consciousness again.
Beside the dragon bed, Tian Wenshan frantically urged Xiao Cong.
I thought this time would be the same as before, but Xiao Cong said unexpectedly, "There is news about the antidote flower."
He always reported directly to His Majesty, and given His Majesty's and his own nature, he naturally wouldn't reveal too much.
Tian Wenshan was startled, and Meng She also turned his head sharply.
While deeply resenting Xiao Cong's stubborn and uncompromising nature, Tian Wenshan couldn't help but feel happy, to the point that her entire face contorted in a grimace.
Meng She, on the other hand, was quite innocent, stepping on Xiao Cong's foot and saying, "What a fine lad! He didn't even tell me!"
He's a doctor, doesn't he know what a doctor is?
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