He stroked her slender waist. (omitted here)
Lin Yun closed her eyes in embarrassment, but he commanded her, "Look at me."
She had no choice but to open her eyes and meet his burning gaze. His eyes seemed to burn with fire, leaving her nowhere to escape.
"Yinzhen...no..." Her voice trembled, but it was unclear whether it was a refusal or an invitation.
He stopped abruptly, his breath coming in ragged gasps, and looked into her eyes. "Yun'er, I've endured it all day, but I can't hold back any longer," he said, and then kissed her lips...
"It'll stop hurting soon, sweetie." Yongzheng stopped, panting, and gently kissed away her tears.
Before long, the bed began to shake, the curtains swaying back and forth, casting afterimages, and the wood of the bed creaked and groaned.
After the event, Yongzheng ordered someone to bring hot water.
Seeing the woman he had been longing for now lying limp in his arms, Yinzhen, having tasted the sweetness, could not easily let her go, especially since she was a newlywed and her eyes were filled with spring, which made his heart itch unbearably. He immediately turned over and covered her with his own.
Su Peisheng and Granny Li, who were outside the door, exchanged a glance and then looked away.
Granny Li, despite her advanced age, had never seen the Emperor so reckless.
The master she served was truly blessed, and of course, she herself was also very fortunate.
The other palace maids and eunuchs on night duty all lowered their heads, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Luckily it was nighttime, otherwise they would have been mortified.
"Yinzhen, please spare me..." This was the third time already. Lin Yun tried to push him away, but she had no strength left in her hands.
It would have been better if she hadn't pushed him away, because this push sent another wave of tingling sensation through Yinzhen. He couldn't stand being touched by her hand; the touch sent tingling sensations through his body, and he simply couldn't bear it.
"Sweetie, this is really the last time, I promise," he promised while kissing her.
Lin Yun's body was completely limp, so she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. But he seemed tireless, and it took him an unknown amount of time to finish.
In the very end, Lin Yun fainted.
He gently kissed her forehead: "Sleep now, I'll excuse you from your morning greetings."
Lin Yun mumbled a response, then fell into a deep sleep.
The palace maids quietly changed the bedding, and the eunuchs and maids in the corridor were already looking at each other in surprise, secretly amazed that the emperor was indeed vigorous and virile. The emperor, who was usually pure and abstinent, had lost his composure so much when he was with the woman he loved.
In the dead of night, Su Peisheng heard the call for water for the fourth time outside the palace, and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement: "This master is truly remarkable..."
As the morning light began to fall over the Forbidden City, the concubines in the various courtyards of the inner palace had already learned of the events of the previous night.
The news that the Emperor had favored Consort Yun four times in one night struck like a thunderbolt, leaving all the concubines in the palace pale and their hearts in turmoil.
Inside Yikun Palace
Consort Nian leaned against the carved window, her fingertips gripping the window frame so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her personal maid, Emerald, knelt beside her, not daring to utter a sound.
“Four times…” Consort Nian sneered, her voice chillingly cold. “I have been in the palace for many years, and when has the Emperor ever lost his composure like this?” She turned abruptly, her fingernails, hidden in her sleeve, digging deeply into her palm. “A mere merchant’s daughter, does she deserve to make the Emperor so infatuated?”
She recalled her own once-proud favoritism, which now seemed so laughable in the face of Consort Yun's overwhelming favor. The Emperor had once praised her as "possessing both talent and beauty," but what of her now? Lin Yun was nothing more than a lowly Han woman; what right did she have?
Consort Nian's gaze fell on herself in the mirror. The face that had once captivated the Emperor now appeared so pale and powerless.
She gritted her teeth, her heart surging with hatred: "Lin Yun, do you think you can rest easy after climbing into the emperor's bed? This harem is not a place for you!"
Zhongcui Palace
Consort Qi, Lady Li, swept the teacups off the table, the sound of shattering porcelain startling the palace maids into kneeling. Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes blazed with fury.
"Four times! The Emperor has favored her four times!" Her voice was shrill, almost cracking. "Back when I was still a prince, I was also favored, but the Emperor never acted like this... so unrestrained!"
She recalled her glorious youth, when the emperor would even draw her eyebrows and paint her hair. But what about now?
She was only in her early thirties, yet she had already become an "old favorite" in the Emperor's eyes.
And that Lin Yun, a merchant girl who had just entered the palace, was able to gain the emperor's favor so much in one night!
"You bitch!" She kicked the broken piece of glass hard. "You must have used some underhanded tricks!"
The palace maid standing nearby trembled and whispered, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Perhaps the Emperor is just infatuated for a moment..."
"Fresh?" Consort Qi sneered. "His Majesty has always been a man of few desires. When did he become so enthusiastic about 'fresh'?"
She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh.
"I'd like to see just who this person is."
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Changchun Palace
Empress Ulanara sat quietly before the Buddha, turning the prayer beads in her hand one by one, but her heart could not find peace.
Granny Wang stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating.
"Your Majesty..." the nanny finally spoke in a low voice, "You don't need to take Consort Yun's matter to heart."
The Empress gave a bitter smile, a hint of bitterness flashing in her eyes: "The Emperor and I have been husband and wife since childhood, but in all these years, when has he ever been so crazy about anyone else?" She closed her eyes, and the image of the Emperor's cold and distant appearance appeared in her mind. Even towards her, his principal wife, the Emperor had never lost his composure in the slightest.
But now, for the sake of Lin Yun, the Emperor has broken his own rule.
"Granny, you say..." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, "...that I have never truly caught his eye?"
The old woman looked at her with pity: "Your Highness is the Empress, the Mother of the Nation. No matter how favored Consort Yun is, she is nothing but a plaything."
The Empress shook her head, her fingertips tracing the patterns on the prayer beads: "The Emperor is not one to lust after beauty. For him to treat her like this, he must be truly in love." She sighed deeply, a sense of powerlessness welling up inside her.
Wang Mama felt both heartache and helplessness seeing the Empress in such a state.
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Jingren Palace
Consort Xi, of the Niohuru clan, sat by the window, embroidering a handkerchief, but her stitches were haphazard and disordered. A palace maid cautiously asked, "Your Highness, aren't you angry?"
Consort Xi smiled faintly: "Angry? Why should I be angry?" She put down her embroidery frame and looked out the window at the sky. "It is the Emperor's freedom to favor whomever he wants. I only need to behave myself and take good care of Hongli."
But her fingertips trembled slightly.
The Emperor's infatuation with Consort Yun alarmed her.
That king, who was always so restrained and self-disciplined, actually indulged himself like this for a woman...
"What kind of magic does Lin Yun possess?" she murmured to herself, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
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The inner palace was unusually quiet that day. The concubines stayed indoors, and even Consort Qi, who usually loved to visit others, remained silent.
The palace servants walked on tiptoe, afraid of offending their masters.
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