"Qing'er, you are so beautiful." The Emperor murmured, his voice full of affection.
Qingyao raised her head slightly, her eyes flickering: "Jun Yan, it is my fortune to be loved by you so much."
Then, the Emperor rushed forward, hugged Qingyao excitedly and kissed her.
The two of them kissed in the water for an unknown amount of time before Qingyao felt her lips go numb and she pushed the Emperor away. Seeing the Emperor's gaze on her as if to devour her, Qingyao couldn't help but be moved. The Emperor kissed Qingyao on the lips again, and slowly, as they kissed, he used his hands to remove Qingyao's top, undergarment, and panties. Their undergarments floated on the water, swaying back and forth with the waves.
It was not until Qingyao felt almost suffocating that the Emperor picked her up and walked out of the bathtub. He wrapped both of them in clothes, and after drying Qingyao's body, he walked towards the dragon bed and placed Qingyao on it.
Under the light, Qingyao looked particularly charming and attractive at this moment, and the Emperor gently caressed her.
The bed curtains fluttered gently, and the dragon and phoenix brocade quilt looked even more luxurious under the swaying candlelight. The figures of the two gradually disappeared behind the bed curtains, leaving only the hazy candlelight, reflecting the tenderness and mystery of this wedding night. In the quietness of the room, there seemed to be infinite emotions surging and blending.
Fortunately, the emperor and empress had a week's rest for their wedding. During this week, Qingyao spent all her time on the dragon bed with the emperor except for eating and going to the toilet.
At this moment, she finally understood what it meant to be a man who was not to be messed with. The Emperor was the one who could not be messed with. For a whole week, he repeatedly tortured Qingyao. Until the last day, Qingyao kicked the Emperor off the bed, held her waist and trembled slightly, saying, "Enough, if you keep doing this, you will sleep on the floor from now on."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor forced himself to restrain himself and immediately stepped forward to coax Qingyao softly.
Then, Qingyao rolled her eyes at the Emperor and said, "I'm hungry."
The Emperor immediately ordered the food to be served and personally helped Qingyao wash and dress. As soon as she stepped off the dragon couch, she nearly fell. This was the first time in her ten thousand years as the ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Fox that she had felt so embarrassed. If anyone knew about this, the entire fox clan would probably laugh their heads off.
Then, Qingyao pursed her lips in displeasure. The Emperor hurried forward, picked up Qingyao, coaxed her softly, carried her to the dining table, and let her sit on his lap.
As long as Qingyao asked what she wanted to eat, the Emperor would personally pick up the food for her. The palace maids and eunuchs were already accustomed to this. This emperor was a complete love-brained person and could not leave the Empress for a moment.
However, Eunuch Li was delighted to see the Emperor's hearty laughter. He had followed the Emperor since childhood and witnessed the hardships he had endured to reach his current state. He was deeply relieved to see the Emperor so happy. He only hoped that the Empress Dowager would not provoke the Emperor again, otherwise the situation in the palace would change.
At this moment, the Emperor was still coaxing Qingyao. After a hearty meal, Qingyao finally let go of the shyness and unhappiness in her heart, and said to the Emperor that she wanted to take a walk in the Imperial Garden.
The Emperor naturally agreed, but considering Qingyao was not feeling well, he wanted to carry her while they went out. Qingyao rolled her eyes at him and said, "Help me walk." The Emperor then supported Qingyao and walked out step by step.
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