I thought about it like that all night long, and then it was dawn.
Gu Qimu must have also been up all night, as his face showed undisguised fatigue.
He got up and was dressed by servants. He glanced at Shen Ye, but Shen Ye didn't look at him.
"I'll come back at noon."
Shen Ye: "Yeah, whatever makes you happy."
After getting dressed and dismissing the servants, Gu Qimu walked over, looked at Shen Ye, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a deep, resonant voice, "Nothing to say to me?"
Shen Ye: "Stay away from dogs."
After saying that, Shen Ye felt that it was not appropriate to say it that way, but the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back, just like water spilled out.
But if that happens, won't Gu Qimu be angry? Will he lock him up in the cold palace? What will happen to the mission then?
After thinking for a moment, Shen Ye decided to act coquettishly, so he softly called out, "Your Majesty."
To everyone's surprise, Gu Qimu frowned slightly upon hearing this, his voice deep, low, and husky yet very pleasant: "Call me by my name."
"How can that be? You are the supreme ruler. It is only proper and reasonable for me to call you Your Majesty, not to call you by your name directly. That would be too impolite."
Shen Ye suddenly felt a pain in his chin. Gu Qimu had already reached out and pinched him, his fingertips caressing his cheek: "Are you trying to constantly remind me that you're no different from those women outside?"
"If you think I'm the same as them, then I'm the same."
Gu Qimu suddenly increased his grip, his fingers tightening their hold. Shen Ye endured the pain in her chin and forced herself to meet his gaze.
It has to be said that Gu Qimu's aura was too powerful; he was no match for him at all.
"Are you just saying that out of anger?" Gu Qimu cornered Shen Ye against the wall, his large hand encircling his slender waist. "If I remember correctly, we've been sharing a bed for some time now, but we've never consummated our marriage. And you... seem to be different from women."
Sexual intercourse, sexual intercourse again!
Shen Ye knew that men in ancient times were indeed driven by their lower instincts.
"We agreed not to do that kind of thing!"
Gu Qimu: "As long as I don't admit it, it's all null and void."
"You..." Shen Ye was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"If I were to truly make you mine now, would you hate me?"
Gu Qimu released his chin, and his slender fingertips slowly slid down the corner of his mouth.
Shen Ye froze, too terrified to move, and could only watch in horror as Gu Qimu shrank into the corner.
Gu Qimu pressed close to him, breathing hot air into his ear: "I want you."
Shen Ye suddenly remembered what Gu Qimu had said before.
"Didn't you dislike me? Didn't you say I was annoying? So now you're contradicting yourself?"
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Qimu's hand had already slipped inside Shen Ye's collar, his fingertips pressing against Shen Ye's bra. Shen Ye could clearly feel his movements.
Shen Ye was about to raise his hand and slap Gu Qimu to teach him a lesson, but at that moment, Gu Qimu suddenly snorted coldly, pulled his hand out of Shen Ye's clothes, and made no attempt to hide his disgust.
"So small. Did that old man, the Left Prime Minister, not feed you? You're not big in any way, but your face is as big as a pancake."
After speaking, he turned and walked out, his steps steady, his back tall and upright, his noble air impossible to ignore.
After a long, long time, Shen Ye finally came to his senses from the shock. Having just escaped from the jaws of death, his face was deathly pale, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
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