Chapter 85 There's no need for that, she's not really dizzy...
The bath was filled with misty steam, as if roasted by an earthworm, the rising vapors enveloping Jiang Yinyue, who was dressed in a pink dress.
When she was placed next to the bathtub, she pretended to be feeling stuffy and wanted to escape, but she ended up trapped between Wei Qin's chest and the door.
Wei Qin blocked the door to the bathhouse with one hand.
"Miss doesn't want to take a bath."
"I'm a little hot." To prove she wasn't lying, Jiang Yingyue fanned herself with her small hands and said awkwardly, "And a little dizzy... um?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pulled by a force and fell into Wei Qin's dry and broad chest.
His head was forced to tilt to the side, resting on those firm pectoral muscles.
There's no need for that; she's not really dizzy.
"Are you feeling better?" Wei Qin asked, looking down.
"......Um."
The woman, deciding to play along, frowned slightly, and two rosy blushes crept onto her cheeks.
A quiet bath washes away scheming and bloodshed, leaving behind a tranquil and warm corner.
Even with a soft, fragrant body in his arms, Wei Qin, in the prime of his life, didn't have any particularly romantic thoughts. At least for this moment, his mind was calm, as if a gentle stream was flowing through his no longer parched heart. "Let's take a bath."
"I'll do it myself."
"I want to serve you, Miss."
Wei Qin grabbed the sash of Jiang Yinyue's dress, twisted his wrist, and Jiang Yinyue's beautiful pink dress loosened as the sash was removed, falling to her feet.
The scent of pears on her dress couldn't compare to the fragrance of her skin. The woman, with her hair piled high like raven feathers, had no time to conceal herself; her black hair fell loose, cascading down to her slender waist.
Helplessness, shyness, and timidity combined to create her captivating beauty, as radiant as a peach blossom.
Wei Qin never thought he would become obsessed with anything, but he couldn't escape the common fate and became infatuated with her, unable to control himself.
"Hmm..."
With her lips sealed, Jiang Yinyue had no choice but to raise her face to receive the sudden kiss. The initial heat dissipated in the intimacy, spreading to every inch of her skin.
Red and translucent like a shrimp.
She heard a squeaking sucking sound and felt Wei Qin's thin skin bulging.
If this continues, the bathhouse will likely become a complete mess.
"Take a bath..."
A soft murmur escaped from their lips.
Wei Qin pulled away, panting as he watched her raise her eyes, her shy demeanor revealing an unconscious allure.
Wei Qin leaned on her shoulder for a while to recover, and his right hand, which was hanging down, held a girl's item, Jiang Yinyue's last clothing barrier.
The curvaceous young woman was carried into a warm bath.
The floating petals partially obscured the beauty.
Wei Qin took the soap and applied it to Jiang Yinyue's wet hair, rubbing it little by little along the roots. His slender fingers massaged her scalp with precise pressure, making Jiang Yinyue drowsy.
A cool breeze brushed against her nose, causing the sleepy young woman to shiver and grumble in dissatisfaction, "Stop it."
Wei Qin smiled slightly, took a ladle and scooped water, pouring it over the top of her hair to wash away the soap.
Over and over again.
His rolled-up inner sleeves were damp and stuck to his forearms.
How's the water temperature?
"It's getting a bit cold."
Wei Qin told her to shrink into the water while he went outside to fetch water. After a while, he returned carrying several small buckets that were steaming hot.
The veins on his damp forearm bulged clearly from the exertion.
Jiang Yinyue stole a glance, not daring to look directly at him. She never imagined that one day she would be deceived by the son-in-law she had initially disapproved of.
The scholar in the blue robe who sat below her back then was aloof and cold, making her very uncomfortable. Little did she know that four years later, he would submit to her with such an alluring demeanor.
The absurd scene between the young lady and the scholar resurfaced in my mind once again; a passionate love story was about to unfold in the bathhouse.
Jiang Yinyue covered her face and sank into the water. When Wei Qin pulled her out, she was still in a daze.
"What's wrong?"
As Wei Qin scooped out the cooled bathwater, he asked questions, inevitably catching glimpses of the beautiful, voluptuous scenery.
As the water level receded, Jiang Yinyue, now fully exposed, sat in the bathtub, hugging herself with her knees bent. "It's alright."
"What came to mind?"
"I didn't mean to."
Some people confessed without being asked.
Wei Qin didn't rush to add water, leaning against the outside of the bathtub. "Not thinking about anything?"
"Add water."
Wei Qin scooped up a ladle of hot water, let it cool a bit, and poured it over Jiang Yinyue's head and body from top to bottom.
It was an ordinary act, but in this context it seemed a bit frivolous.
Jiang Yinyue, trapped in the bathtub, was furious. She snatched the water ladle and retaliated in kind.
She won't suffer a loss.
His collar was damp. Wei Qin wiped the water droplets from his chin and nodded.
What does it mean?
Jiang Yinyue was puzzled and splashed another ladleful, witnessing his once dry undergarment now soaked through, revealing glimpses of his skin.
The bathwater in the tub was almost completely used up.
"Add water."
The woman, undeterred, continued to demand that the man who had been splashed with water serve her.
Wei Qin tested the water temperature in the small bucket, lifted it up effortlessly, poured it into the bath tub, and poured it onto the woman's delicate, fair legs.
Bucket after bucket, just up to Jiang Yinyue's waist.
"continue."
"When the water is full, it overflows."
Jiang Yinyue looked down at herself; her clothes barely reached her waist. Her face, already flushed crimson, darkened. She grabbed Wei Qin's collar and pulled him towards her. "If you try anything again, I..."
"There's no trickery involved; Wei Qin simply wants to bathe with Miss."
"What?"
Jiang Yinyue thought she had tinnitus and misheard the sound until Wei Qin lifted his long legs, stepped into the bathtub, and sat down inside, before she realized what was happening.
The water level in the small bathtub is rising.
Jiang Yinyue, whose place had been usurped, suddenly stood up, then shrunk back into the water, the water level rising to her armpits.
"go out."
"Just make do."
"Don't come any closer."
Jiang Yinyue had no intention of squeezing into the same tub as everyone else, so she sat in the water and kicked and thrashed, splashing water all over the man's face opposite her.
Wei Qin just sat there, watching her flutter.
The water level dropped again, and the ground outside the bathtub became wet.
Wei Qin didn't care. He took off his clothes and threw them outside the tub, then splashed water on his arms, as if he really had no ulterior motives and was only focused on taking a bath.
This left Jiang Yinyue with endless embarrassment.
Jiang Yinyue turned her back to him and sullenly leaned against the edge of the bathtub. Little did she know that her thin back, with a few drops of water hanging from it, would become the poison that destroyed her willpower.
When the rough touch came, Jiang Yinyue tried to turn around, but Wei Qin held her down.
It's too late.
Wei Qin leaned closer to her back, his handsome, wet face slightly flushed, and the tips of his ears were also tinged with a blush.
The lingering immaturity still spreads inch by inch.
"Miss."
Wei Qin held Jiang Yinyue's shoulders and massaged her to relax her muscles, but his hands did not linger on Jiang Yinyue's rounded shoulders.
As his fingertips traced the water, white marks appeared on Jiang Yinyue's ten fingers that were gripping the bathtub.
Water splashed out of the bathtub, wetting the still damp floor.
It seemed that Jiang Yinyue was the only one left in the bathtub, but she was still lying on the edge of the tub, not daring to move, her pink lips tightly pursed, and her graceful swan neck tilted back.
The maids guarding the door glanced at the sky. Night had fallen, and the stars and moon were bright. However, the former son-in-law, who had come to visit, did not seem to have the sense to leave and was still lingering in the young lady's boudoir.
Hongmei came by once before going to bed and stared at the tightly closed door for a while.
There was no light inside the door; it was pitch black.
"Sister Hongmei, can Miss take it?" a maid asked in a low voice.
Hong Mei didn't respond. She stayed a while longer before turning and leaving, saying, "Too talkative."
The maid stuck out her tongue, grinned, and continued to doze off against the door, but was startled by a sudden shout for water.
Also called water?
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From sunset to nightfall, Emperor Shunren, unable to sleep, tossed and turned. He threw a pillow at the ground and coldly shouted, "Bring me the medicine!"
"Cao Angui, bring the medicine!"
But then he suddenly remembered that Cao Angui had been expelled from the palace by him.
The young, newly arrived eunuch bowed close to the dragon bed and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial physicians believe that the sorcerer's pills have damaged the internal organs and should not be taken long-term. They should only be taken every few days..."
"You've gone too far!" Emperor Shunren roared in fury. "You dare to defy me for their sake?"
The young eunuch hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a single pill, but Emperor Shunren snatched the entire bottle away.
He first sniffed it to confirm that it was a sleeping pill made by a sorcerer, then poured out one and ordered a young eunuch to fetch warm water.
Even though the water brought was warm water prepared in the bedroom, he still demanded that it be tested for poison.
Soon, sleepiness overcame him, and he lay back on the dragon bed. His chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, and he became quiet.
But in the dream, the waves were still turbulent, with black sharks surging and danger lurking everywhere.
"ah!!!"
In his dream, the emperor roared, releasing his pent-up emotions from his subconscious. He opened his eyes, staring blankly at the top of the tent, feeling like he was going mad.
No, they've gone mad.
He poured out the pills again, swallowed them, and tried to hypnotize himself.
Confined to his bedchamber and unable to move freely, coupled with his illness, he was exhausted and weak, on the verge of collapse.
His proud second son betrayed him, his eldest son, whom he considered a jinx, plotted against him, and his third son, whom he had chosen as a whetstone for his second son, abandoned him and fled the palace.
There was not a single trustworthy heir.
What's wrong with him teaching them to be heartless? In the end, didn't their behavior also demonstrate heartlessness, ingratitude, and a lack of kinship?
"Guards, summon Wei Yihe and Wei Xichen to see the Emperor!"
The young eunuch was on the verge of tears, "Your Majesty..."
"pass!!"
When Wei Qin received the message from the eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, he was holding Jiang Yinyue, preparing to fall asleep.
He pressed his temples and slowly stood up, without refusing.
Awakened, Jiang Yinyue reached out and placed her hand on his bent knee. "Wouldn't it be dangerous to enter the palace so late at night? There might be a trap."
"No, Miss, please go to sleep peacefully."
Although Cao Angui was expelled from the palace, all twenty-four departments of the inner court were his informants, and the person who came to deliver the message was from the Directorate of Ceremonial, so there would be no mishap.
Jiang Yinyue was still worried. "We must be careful."
"good."
Wei Qin put on his clothes, bent down and kissed Jiang Yinyue's forehead, "Go to sleep."
To avoid causing him trouble, Jiang Yinyue tucked the blanket over her face and pretended to fall asleep.
Wei Qin pulled down the blanket to remind her not to suffocate.
A moment later, the eldest prince, dressed in black, and the crown prince, dressed in white, appeared one after the other in front of the bedchamber.
The two stood side by side, waiting for the palace gates to open.
As children, they would work together to dismantle the cages that the Minister of Works had built using mechanical arts; now, they look at each other in silence.
Wei Xichen is not one to enjoy awkward silences. When he was young, he would wonder why his elder brother was so unhappy. Back then, he was named the crown prince and felt sorry for his elder brother, since the throne should have been inherited by the eldest son of the legitimate wife.
But before long, he got used to his status as the crown prince, and not long after that, his elder brother committed suicide, making his position as heir apparent a matter of course, and no one dared to object anymore.
He enjoyed seventeen years of peace and tranquility, seventeen long years, during which he alone lacked any sense of crisis, while his rivals were secretly preparing and building their power.
The palace doors slowly opened, and a faint light streamed in.
The young eunuch bowed and invited them into the hall.
The two brothers stepped across the threshold at the same time. Wei Xichen did not say "Please, Your Majesty" without any formality, and Wei Qin did not pretend to invite the Crown Prince to go first.
But the emperor they were to see had fallen into a deep sleep.
The pills worked.
"If that's the case..."
Before Wei Xichen could finish speaking, who was about to turn back, he caught a glimpse of Wei Qin walking straight to the dragon bed and shaking the emperor awake, who had finally managed to fall asleep.
"Father summoned me late at night, is there something important?"
Watching the emperor go from confusion to clarity and then to rage, Wei Xichen realized where the difference lay between his personality and that of the eldest prince.
He often tolerated and compromised when facing his father, the emperor, while the eldest prince chose to retaliate immediately.
If you're being tormented in the middle of the night, then you'll just have to go back to your hometown.
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