Wan Ge carefully closed her eyes, took off her mask at the same time, and finally quietly opened her eyes a crack.
"What, little Ge'er, are you so afraid that I'm ugly? So now, little Ge'er, are you satisfied?"
Looking at the incomparably handsome face before her, Wan Ge felt her heart pounding even faster, as if it might leap out of her chest at any moment.
Wasn't it said that Ye Zhao was incredibly ugly and that's why he had to wear a mask? This… how come he's even better looking than a male prostitute?!
My goodness! Ye Zhao's face is so captivating.
No, no! Wan Ge told herself to stay calm. Even if he wasn't ugly, he was still a tyrant, and a tyrant with unpredictable moods. His face was still stained with blood. Even if he was a beauty, he was obviously a crazy beauty. She couldn't afford to mess with him.
"Little Ge'er, would you like to help me bathe?" Ye Zhao's deep voice rang in her ear again.
Help! The voice was so nice. I was too scared at first to notice it. I don't know if it was that face that made me less scared, but then I suddenly realized that the other person's voice was also very nice.
Wan Ge dared not refuse and could only nod gently.
Ye Zhao seemed quite satisfied and took her hand, leading her to the edge of the bath.
Ye Zhao simply opened her arms wide. Wan Ge neither helped her put on nor undress the man. This pampered little princess never imagined that she would be serving men in the future.
So after trying for a long time, he still couldn't undo his clothes. Ye Zhao gently curled his lips: "Little Ge'er hasn't learned this? Well, I was too sudden. Shall I teach you?"
After saying that, he took her fingertips and slowly taught her how to unbutton her clothes.
…
Even after returning to bed, Wan Ge was still in a daze, her flushed cheeks never disappearing since he pulled her to stand by the bathtub.
"My little empress, so shy, so adorable." Ye Zhao said, then lowered his head and kissed her.
Wan Ge nervously gripped the hem of his clothes, seemingly aware of what was about to happen.
No, no! Wasn't it said that Ye Zhao was impotent?
…
Wan Ge, who couldn't even get out of bed by noon the next day, touched her lower back! Waaah!
The claim that tyrants are ugly is false, and the claim that they are impotent is also false; it's terrifying.
Perhaps sensing that Wan Ge had woken up, an aunt walked to the curtain and said, "Your Highness, you're awake. The ladies of the palace are still waiting to pay their respects to you."
Wan Ge replied with "I understand" before slowly getting up.
Her aunt also had other palace maids come forward to help her change clothes and wash her hair.
…
Before stepping into the main hall, Wan Ge was a little nervous because she didn't know what she would be facing.
She had indeed been used to freedom and didn't care about the noble ladies in the capital, but now her status was completely different, so her mindset was inevitably different as well.
When Wan Ge saw the concubines in the palace, she found that they seemed to get along more harmoniously than she had imagined.
Before she arrived, the ladies-in-waiting were all chatting amongst themselves, seemingly on very good terms. You could tell from their eyes that it wasn't just flattery, but a genuine friendship.
Only when she arrived did all the concubines fall silent. They had probably heard of her before, and everyone treated her with utmost respect.
Wan Ge glanced at it and, imitating the magnanimity of an empress, said, "From now on, we are all sisters, so there's no need for you to be so reserved. You can speak your mind freely."
Just as Wan Ge finished speaking, someone suddenly asked, "I heard that His Majesty stayed at my sister's place last night, and that he slept with her. Is that true?"
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