Ying Xixi was watching the exciting part when she suddenly heard a noise coming from the door. She quickly put away the virtual board, sat up and looked towards the door.
Xiao Xieyun's figure walked out from behind the screen.
"Your Majesty, you are back."
The movie Ying Xixi had just watched was a comedy. She was still immersed in the plot and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.
Xiao Xieyun originally thought that Ying Xixi was sad about Zhao Linjian's death, but instead he saw her smiling fair little face.
He was a little surprised for a moment.
He nodded, walked to the bed and sat down, then stretched out his long arms and hooked Ying Xixi into his arms.
Ying Xixi sniffed and smelled the blood and a hint of ink on Xiao Xieyun's dragon robe.
"Your Majesty, didn't you go to the prison? Why do you still smell like ink?"
Xiao Xieyun raised his eyebrows and pinched Ying Xixi's smooth cheek.
"Your nose is better than a puppy's."
Ying Xixi choked, "Your Majesty, you said I'm a dog?"
"I didn't say that. Not only is your sense of smell better than a puppy's, you're also much cuter."
Xiao Xieyun teased her deliberately.
Ying Xixi gritted her teeth and struggled angrily to get out of Xiao Xieyun's arms.
"Then why can't Your Majesty just take the puppy? Why are you taking me with you?!"
Xiao Xieyun laughed softly, then suddenly stood up holding Ying Xixi.
His action was so sudden that Ying Xixi was so frightened that she hugged him with her hands and feet like a koala.
"You are the only one in my heart, so naturally I want to hold you.
I went to the prison and I stink. Since I've smelled you, you should come with me to wash up."
Xiao Xieyun patted Ying Xixi's butt with his big hand, and his voice became much deeper.
Ying Xixi muttered, "Is it really just washing?"
"What else? What else is going on in your little head?"
Xiao Xieyun smiled, but Ying Xixi noticed the teasing in his eyes, buried her head in his shoulder, and whispered to him.
"I didn't think of anything!"
"Well, it seems that she is so angry that she doesn't even call herself a concubine."
Xiao Xieyun laughed even more happily.
Ying Xixi gritted her teeth and really wanted to bite this dog emperor's shoulder!
How come such a good emperor has a mouth?!
Xiao Xieyun carried Ying Xixi into the hot spring and thought of the divorce papers in his arms.
He first put Ying Xixi in the hot spring pool, then walked up the stairs, took off his dragon robe with his back to Ying Xixi, and hid the divorce letter in his sleeve.
Ying Xixi curled her lips and ran to sit at the end of the pool farthest from Xiao Xieyun.
Xiao Xieyun turned around and saw the little concubine running so far away like a slippery loach. He raised his eyebrows, stared at her with his eyes, and slowly unbuttoned his inner clothes with his slender hands.
There was a hot spring pool between Ying Xixi and Xiao Xieyun, with steam lingering around them, adding a bit of ambiguity to the atmosphere.
Ying Xixi looked at the picture of the handsome man taking off his clothes, and she couldn't take her eyes off him, so she just stared at Xiao Xieyun openly.
Xiao Xieyun can be said to be thin when dressed and muscular when undressed, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which is very attractive.
Xiao Xieyun originally wanted to tease Ying Xixi, but her straightforward gaze made him furious.
For a moment he didn't know who was teasing whom.
He quickly took off his underwear and entered the pool, walking towards Ying Xixi.
Ying Xixi's cheeks flushed from the heat. Seeing Xiao Xieyun coming over, she shrank back into the water.
Xiao Xieyun sat down beside her with great confidence and easily pulled her into his arms.
When skin touches skin, all senses are infinitely magnified.
Ying Xixi was stared at by Xiao Xieyun with a burning gaze. She felt that the heat from her body was rising to her head, and her cheeks were extremely hot.
She could imagine how red her face was right now without looking in the mirror.
She looked away and spoke first, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.
"Your Majesty, is Zhao Linjian really dead?
He died before I had the chance to divorce him. Doesn't that mean I'm a widow now?
And what about the Minister of Revenue? How does Your Majesty intend to deal with him?"
Xiao Xieyun frowned and tutted, "You're in my arms, and you still have the mind to mention other men?!
I wanted to let you take a rest, but it seems that’s not necessary.”
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Ying Xixi to say anything else, Xiao Xieyun grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard.
The hot spring pool is full of splashing water, steaming hot air, and a spring scene.
The bright moon outside the window shyly hid behind the clouds.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Xieyun carried Ying Xixi, who was so tired that she was about to fall asleep, out of the hot spring pool.
Xiao Xieyun gently wiped her hair, held her in his arms and fell asleep together.
The next day, when Ying Xixi woke up, she found that Xiao Xieyun was still asleep.
Seeing the very obvious red scratches on his white chest, some ridiculous images from last night came to my mind.
Ying Xixi's ears felt hot as she buried her head in Xiao Xieyun's arms, as if this could help her get rid of the images in her mind.
"woke up?"
Xiao Xieyun's hoarse voice sounded above his head.
Ying Xixi nodded.
Xiao Xieyun was very satisfied with the little concubine's initiative to throw herself into his arms.
The big hands stroked her shoulders from time to time.
"Your Majesty, won't you be attending the morning court?"
Ying Xixi buried her head in Xiao Xieyun's arms and asked in a muffled voice.
"No need this morning. The Zhao family will be executed tomorrow. Do you want to go and see it?"
Xiao Xieyun asked casually when he thought of this.
Ying Xixi raised her face from his arms and said, "Think! Your Majesty, if Zhao Linjian is dead, what will happen to the matter of my wife and I divorcing him?"
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