The woman on the bed was lying on her side, with her slender shoulders exposed.
The man, who had never served anyone before, was clumsy. He suppressed the strength in his hands, carefully picked up the falling quilt, and covered his little wife's shoulders covered with pajamas.
The weather was getting colder, and the man was afraid that the maidservant around his young wife would be careless.
Every night I would go to her boudoir and see it for myself before I could feel at ease.
The man who tucked the quilt into his wife's bed today was obviously not as easy to deal with as he was a few days ago.
The big hand holding the quilt loosened, and without saying a word, it hooked the strands of black hair hanging on his wife's shoulders.
The wrapped fingers made circles, and the silk threads were entwined.
The man beside the bed was still not satisfied. He leaned closer, raised the corner of his lips and touched the end of his wife's hair, lingering for a long time.
The lecher turned his head and buried his head in the woman's neck, taking a deep breath of the fragrance so close to her, but he didn't dare to hug her too tightly.
His head rested loosely on his sleeping wife.
As if feeling the increasingly fiery and wanton gaze in front of her, the woman in her sleep muttered and waved her hand.
The fingertips brushed across the chin of someone who came to steal someone's love in the middle of the night, and the white fingertips moved to the edge of the mouth.
He wanted to let it go but was intercepted by someone. In the darkness, the lecher with uneven breathing seemed to be holding tightly the hand of someone who was sleeping unconsciously.
In fact, in order to restrain his almost unbridled strength, the veins on the back of his big hands bulged, and he was trying his best to resist the desire to hold the person tightly in his arms and not let go.
Looking at his unconscious little wife lying on the bed, her face that was too white and bright in the darkness, he warned himself again.
Slow down, slow down, don't rush, don't rush, don't scare her.
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"Have you found out which palaces His Majesty has summoned for the past few days? Concubine Zhang of the Yikun Palace, Concubine Liang of the Chuxiu Palace, Concubine Song of the Xianfu Palace..."
The big red lips spit out the names of the concubines in the harem who were considered to be a threat to her status, all of whom were above the rank of concubine.
Lu Chunxi, who was already Concubine Xi, was not afraid at all.
He stood in the inner hall with his head bowed, and heard Lu Chunxi's cold voice.
Xianglan looked up without being surprised and stared at her master who looked unhappy.
"I sent someone to inquire. His Majesty hasn't summoned the Empress to the palace in recent days. Instead, he's been resting alone in a side room in the Yangxin Palace for several days. He must be worried about the events of the previous dynasty. My master, don't worry too much."
Lu Chunxi, who was sitting in the host seat, didn't hear a word of Xianglan's consolation.
The current emperor ascended the throne but has not appointed a queen, and the position of queen is vacant. Lu Chunxi is not the only one in the harem who is eyeing the supreme throne.
She has been in the palace for nearly two years, but there has been no sign of pregnancy. If she wants to become the queen, she must have a prince by her side to compete.
His Majesty has always been lukewarm towards her.
Concubine Zhang has a son by her side, so her position as concubine is secure.
Although Concubine Liang's status before entering the palace was not as high as hers, her qualifications were higher than hers. She was an old lady in the palace and had a daughter by her side.
She seems to be in a high position, but in fact her position is unstable. If she loses the favor of His Majesty again, Lu Chunxi will never be able to accept it.
Compared to the cold and indifferent Majesty whose thoughts she couldn't understand, Lu Chunxi thought more and more about the kindness Song Chengli had shown her outside the palace.
Thinking of that infatuated man who sent his wife to live in Zhuangzi without saying a word for his sake.
While Lu Chunxi felt sweet in her heart, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"Xianglan, did I make the wrong choice?"
Xianglan's hand that was pinching her shoulder suddenly trembled, and Lu Chunxi, who was immersed in the memories of her past dreams, felt it.
She lowered her head indifferently, looked at the bright red nail polish, and muttered to herself.
"You've been by my side the longest, you've been with me since we were little, and you witnessed my fate with your own eyes."
"You said that if I hadn't played dumb, I would have let him break up our relationship."
"Or maybe Dad came to me first to ask. After all, the imperial edict only mentioned that the Lu family's legitimate daughter was beautiful and graceful. His Majesty deliberately didn't mention it in the edict because he didn't care whether it was the eldest or the second daughter of the Lu family who entered the palace."
"To His Majesty, who is so high above us, what difference does it make? She's just a concubine, even if she's a royal concubine. No matter how much you say, she's still noble in the eyes of outsiders."
"Hehe... In his eyes, it's just a decoration, a pretty vase, personal property, how important is it?"
Behind him, Xianglan had already prostrated herself on the ground, trembling.
Lu Chunxi sighed deeply, and no one knew how much regret was hidden in her sigh.
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"How dare you, you treacherous dog slave! Quickly release your claws!"
Whether they were girls in the boudoir or ladies of high rank, they had very little entertainment in their daily lives, just reciting poems, writing couplets, and painting with ink.
Lu Chunyu was tired of all this, so he got excited early in the morning and took the people from the manor out hunting. He originally wanted to hunt a wild deer himself and bring it back to the manor to barbecue.
But the horse was frightened and was held in someone's arms.
He brought the man to his horse's back and put his strong arm across the panicked lady's waist.
A big hand restrained the lady's struggling and trembling waist, and the man who was reining in the horse with one hand pressed his chest tightly against the lady's back.
Seeing the lady's panic-stricken look, love and pity spread in my heart.
"Madam, you can't even sit still. If I let go, won't you fall off the horse?"
The lady's beautiful eyes widened as she pressed against someone's hot chest from behind, unable to distance herself from him.
Who are you, a villain? You call me Madam all the time.
But his upper body kept moving forward in a frivolous manner, what a shameless and stupid man.
Now that the other people from Zhuangzi have not arrived, it is not convenient to confront this playboy head-on.
Thinking of this, Lu Chunyu calmed down and tried to be patient. It would not be too late to teach the boy a lesson when he returned to the manor.
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