The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a clear, bright glow on the floor.
Song Zhuo moved his arm and suddenly felt a heavy weight in his hand.
He opened his eyes in a daze.
The first thing you see is a bare back.
Song Zhuo smiled, "Changxi—"
He tightened his arms and turned the person toward him.
Upon seeing the face of the person in his arms, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Su Yuan—"
How could it be Su Yuan?
Everything in the room—the clothes scattered on the floor, the smell—all pointed to what they had done last night.
He slept with Su Yuan.
He and Su Yuan slept in a side hall of the Empress's Phoenix Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, is it time to rise and have your meal?"
Grandpa Sanfu's voice came from the doorway.
It is now 9:00 AM.
Generally speaking, the morning court session begins at 3:45 AM.
He has clearly missed the morning court session today.
Su Yuan woke up as soon as Grandpa Sanfu's voice rang out.
Her whole body stiffened, and she didn't even dare to turn around to look at Song Zhuo.
How could she—
What exactly happened last night?
She remembered drinking with the emperor, but couldn't recall anything after that.
Did the emperor take advantage of her?
But something seems off; in her remaining memories, it seems she took the initiative.
She seemed to have seen the Duke of Wei, which was why she took the initiative—
Drinking can lead to trouble.
What should I do?
"Awake?" Song Zhuo's voice carried a hint of embarrassment.
"Hmm." Su Yuan didn't know what to say.
"Then get up and have your meal."
"good."
Song Zhuo pulled his slightly numb hand back, shook it forcefully twice, and then reached out to pick up his clothes from the ground and put them on.
Seeing that Song Zhuo had turned his back, Su Yuan began to put on her clothes.
She was covered in marks, and even she herself blushed when she saw them.
"I will not treat you unfairly."
“Your Majesty, I hope you will not make this public,” Su Yuan called out to Song Zhuo. “I do not want any rank or title, I just hope Your Majesty will not speak of this matter.”
She didn't want to be the emperor's woman.
Too many restrictions—
Moreover, the face of the Duke of Wei flashed through her mind.
If she really had to remarry, she might as well marry the Duke of Wei.
She would never consider the emperor.
she--
"I guess those who need to know already know."
There are many spies in the palace, and there should be some on the Empress's side as well.
Besides, he missed the morning court session today.
I'm afraid this matter has already spread.
"That—the Duke of Wei—"
"Su Yuan, this is Fengyi Pavilion."
This is the Empress's palace. The Empress must already know this. Even if the Duke of Wei did not plant any spies, he probably couldn't have kept it from her.
He found out?
So what will he think of her?
During the meal, Su Yuan looked at Ning Changxi's knowing gaze and felt extremely ashamed, wishing she could dig a hole and crawl into it.
“Your Majesty, now that you have taken Miss Su in, you should naturally give her a title. Your Majesty likes Miss Su so much, but since she has just entered the palace, how about bestowing upon her the title of Jieyu? Once Miss Su has given birth to a son or daughter for Your Majesty, then we can raise her title.”
"No, I don't need it. I'll leave the palace in a couple of days."
Su Yuan refused outright.
“Miss Su, you are already the Emperor’s woman.”
"It's okay, just pretend nothing happened in our family."
"Can--"
"Since Su Yuan is unwilling, then so be it."
In the past, Song Zhuo would have felt bad if he heard Su Yuan say something that sounded like she was looking down on him, but today the blow was too great for him, and for a while he didn't have much of a reaction.
Ning Changxi glanced at Su Yuan, then at Song Zhuo. Was it just her imagination? She couldn't help but feel that both of them were acting strangely.
Doesn't the emperor like Su Yuan?
Having acquired Su Yuan, shouldn't one be overjoyed?
He doesn't seem very happy.
Perhaps we weren't in sync yesterday.
Ning Changxi calmly ate his porridge, but his mind was in turmoil.
Just as the Emperor said, even though Su Yuan refused the title, the fact that Su Yuan and the Emperor had a one-night stand still spread.
Ning Hong was stunned for a moment when she heard the news.
Wow, they actually got together.
He suddenly wanted to know what the Seventh Prince was feeling.
The sadder he is, the happier he becomes.
It feels really good to build your happiness on the suffering of others.
The Seventh Prince deserved it—
"She, they, and the Emperor—they've all gone too far," Ning Zixi said with a hint of worry. "I wonder how Changxi feels? She's probably very upset right now."
"Did His Majesty and Su Yuan do such a thing in the Phoenix Pavilion?"
"What? This is simply outrageous! They—" They were actually inside the Phoenix Pavilion! "This is too much!"
"Calm down. Do you think Changxi is someone who's easy to bully? If Changxi really cared about this kind of thing, do you think this kind of thing would still happen between the Emperor and Su Yuan?"
It's quite obvious that this was probably arranged by his daughter herself.
"But--"
"Don't worry, I know my own daughter well."
Ning Hong laughed, reached for a seasonal fruit on the table, and started eating it.
Ning Hong knew that the Seventh Prince's feelings must be very complicated, and she also knew that Su Yuan's feelings must not be much better.
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