Unexpectedly, this time His Majesty the Emperor didn't hesitate for more than a few seconds before grabbing Qin Ge's wrist, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind, and whispering in his ear, "Whatever you want, I'll grant it to you, okay?"
"However, I can't sleep well alone tonight. How about you sleep with me tonight?"
The faint warmth of his breath tinged between his lips and teeth stained the boy's earlobes red.
Obviously—
Compared to the endless nights of loneliness and sleeplessness without a wife, what does His Majesty consider cross-dressing?!
Upon hearing the tyrant's words, Qin Ge's pale, glassy eyes flickered.
Then, shamefully, I fell for him.
…
The last time Qin Ge ordered the palace embroiderers to rush-make women's clothing, only one piece was used. Apart from the outer garment being intact, the rest were in terrible condition.
Fortunately, the rest were readily available.
Last time, Qin Ge put them away in a fit of anger, but now, ordering people to find them all is just a matter of a word.
Even if the tyrant dressed as a woman, Qin Ge couldn't go so far as to allow the palace maids and eunuchs to admire him, or make him wear complicated hairpins and heavy makeup. Of course, the tyrant's face was already beautiful enough without much embellishment.
The tyrant obeyed everything he said, and Qin Ge chose a magnificent silver-purple robe for him.
Clad in shimmering purple, she was incomparably beautiful.
Of course, even if a tyrant were to dress as a woman, he could still be brought back to life.
Qin Ge's eyes were red at the corners, and she was held in Jun Chenbi's arms.
Jun Chenbi's clothes were loosely open, giving the magnificent purple women's dress a free and unrestrained air.
Jun Chenbi leaned languidly against the headboard, one hand holding Qin Ge's beautiful, slender waist, while her alluring eyes seduced him, her soft laughter captivating his heart...
…
Originally, she wore women's clothing to coax her young husband into bed. It wasn't obvious on her face, and although she didn't say it, she inevitably felt a little awkward and resistant inside. But now... she's gradually finding it amusing.
I even felt there was a unique flavor to it.
The shimmering silver-purple clothes intertwined with the boy's elegant blue robe.
Jun Chenbi's phoenix eyes held a hint of gorgeous beauty. His long, slender fingers bore the teeth marks left by Qin Ge's bite, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain. He used them to lift Qin Ge's chin, his thin lips lingering on hers as he asked with a low, indistinct laugh, "...What would you like to see me wear next time?"
A famous saying from the world of cross-dressing masters flashed through Qin Ge's mind—
There are only two kinds of cross-dressing: zero times or countless times!
…
Qin Ge, of course, rubbed his back and refused to answer the question!
After a night of fooling around, Jun Chenbi skipped the morning court session the next day.
When the court officials inquired, they learned that the Emperor and Empress had reconciled as before!
The beautiful palace maid who attempted to seduce the emperor was imprisoned on charges of assassination, and her entire family was also implicated, stripped of their official positions and exiled to the frontier.
From then on, no one dared to try to place women in the emperor's harem, and no woman dared to approach the emperor with the intention of rising in rank and replacing the male empress.
Some loyal ministers lamented with regret.
Well, their hopes for a young prince are dashed!
Qin Ge had a good relationship with several senior ministers. When he was working in the Hanlin Academy after becoming the top scholar, he had been promoted and had seen the worries of the senior ministers. When he returned home, he mentioned this to Jun Chenbi in a private conversation with his wife late at night.
His Majesty the Emperor rested his chin on one hand, his long, ink-black hair cascading down without being tied up with a gold crown or jade hairpin, mostly draped over his shoulders or behind him, revealing a languid and glamorous elegance that was difficult for others to see.
Upon hearing this, Jun Chenbi raised an eyebrow. "You just want the crown prince, that's easy."
Qin Ge, "Hmm?"
Jun Chenbi leaned down, the noble scent of ambergris, unique to emperors, enveloping the young man beneath him. His smile was captivating and alluring. "Why don't you just give me a child, Empress?"
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