Chapter 95 Tonight will be very long in the room.
Zhao Liangxu silently watched as An He's slender fingers unbuttoned her clothes one button at a time. When the last button was undone, An He asked, "Are you cold?"
Zhao Liangxu asked in confusion, "Huh?" After a moment's thought, she said with a smile, "It won't be cold in a little while."
Anhe helped her up with both hands, and then let Zhao Liangxu lie down.
When Anhe went to bed, his hair was loose, and his hair gently fell onto Zhao Liangxu's collarbone, winding downwards.
This made Zhao Liangxu feel a little itchy.
Anhe said, "Lying down will make you feel more comfortable."
Anhe looked along her hair.
Normally, he only felt comfortable holding Zhao Liangxu, and he wouldn't deliberately pay attention to her chest. He would even pull his hand back if he accidentally touched it. Moreover, women's clothing in Southern Zhou also favored not showing off their waistline and was mostly loose with a lot of room, so it was hard to tell anything.
So at this moment, Anhe frowned slightly and said, "Who taught you to bind your chest before?"
Anhe had read quite a few books, and even in serious classics, there were many descriptions of women by scholars and writers.
The slight stench in the ink made those dead scholars whisper amongst themselves as if they were smelling a wonderful aroma.
Among the books Anhe read, there were many literati who admired the small, delicate breasts of cloves.
In order to cater to this trend, some women even specially bound their breasts and feet. When they were in their boudoirs, they already had to eat very little and had many restrictions.
This extremely bad trend has allowed so-called scholars and literati to feel smug and talk about it with relish.
That's why Anhe asked this question: Who else let Zhao Liangxu encounter this bad saying when she was young? Otherwise...
Even the most generous person can't be completely the same as usual after taking off their clothes. Besides, Zhao Liangxu was already a little embarrassed because An He leaned down to look at her. Now, upon hearing An He's words, she reached out and pinched An He's face, saying speechlessly, "It's innate! You don't like it? You have to like it!"
An He realized that her words were ambiguous, and gently apologized, following Zhao Liangxu's lead: "Yes, yes, I misunderstood. How could I not like it?"
He liked everything about Zhao Liangxu.
He covered it with his hands.
Zhao Liangxu straightened up slightly, looking at An He's hand and tacitly approving of his action.
Without that thin layer of fabric, Anhe felt as if he were holding gentle waves in his hands. His hand seemed to be sinking into the waves, yet he had complete control over that gentleness.
In the gentle water, there are small fish that like to peek out and kiss his palm.
At this point, Zhao Liangxu would let out a soft "humph".
Anhe didn't miss a single inch of the place; sometimes he would gently kiss it, and sometimes he would bite it.
He would always ask with concern, "Does it hurt?"
If Zhao Liangxu gets impatient with the questioning, she will say, "If it hurts, I'll hit you myself."
Sometimes when Anhe applied too much pressure, Zhao Liangxu would mutter to herself.
Anhe was truly honest; everything she had thought of came to mind.
As night deepened, glistening dewdrops slowly condensed on the leaves. When the dewdrops grew large, they quietly slid across the leaves and dripped onto the stone-paved road outside the house.
Anhe's fingertips were soft, but there were many parts of Zhao Liangxu's body that were even softer than Anhe's fingertips.
Anhe liked to observe Zhao Liangxu's expression.
Look into her eyes.
After all, he only had some physical sensation in his hands; he was more satisfied with his inner feelings than with his body.
The emptiness in my heart seemed to have been filled.
Therefore, An He would look into Zhao Liangxu's eyes with his clear eyes.
Watching Zhao Liangxu's once clear eyes slowly narrow, becoming misty with moisture.
Even as her eyes were almost completely closed, they were still trembling slightly.
When An He saw Zhao Liangxu slowly open her eyes again and look at him with her polished amber beads, he asked softly, "Is it alright?"
Zhao Liangxu lazily replied, "Do you need to ask me about something like this?"
--
Zhao Liangxu's light panting was more noticeable than An He's.
After all, she is the kind of person who needs to be carefully observed.
"Is Eunuch An doing this on purpose?" Zhao Liangxu looked at An He with some annoyance.
His hand was always circling around, like teasing, yet never quite satisfying.
"No......"
Cannot find it.
"Sigh, really, will Eunuch An's cunning and shrewd image as a powerful eunuch not be preserved in my sight for long?"
Zhao Liangxu took Anhe's hand again.
Her fingers rested on Anhe's index finger.
"Here."
--
An He is honest, and he really will bite Zhao Liangxu.
Zhao Liangxu gave his permission, so he did it.
But he is also honest and will obediently ask questions when his fingertips are gently wrapped.
Does it hurt?
Zhao Liangxu said, "It's alright, a little sour."
"Then I'll be gentler."
--
The quality of the servants around the emperor was indeed high. Those who served in the emperor's presence were always exceptionally attentive. Anhe, after all, had worked in the emperor's presence before, and was incredibly meticulous.
He will ask.
"And now?"
Zhao Liangxu replied with a furrowed brow.
Slow down.
Anhe said, "Okay."
--
But compared to An He, Zhao Liangxu is more in line with her own heart.
She would also urge them.
"Hurry up."
Anhe paused for a moment with his fingertips, then nodded and said:
"Um."
--
It must be a bit damp tonight; Zhao Liangxu and An He could both hear the continuous sound of water droplets hitting the ground outside.
The damp sound of water outside seeped through the window paper and into their ears, making them feel sticky.
Zhao Liangxu hugged Anhe's neck tightly; the fabric on Anhe's body was cooler than Zhao Liangxu's.
He was unwilling to take off his clothes, and Zhao Liangxu did not force him.
She asked, "Did you hear that, Eunuch An?"
The sound of water.
Light and bouncy.
Upon hearing this, Anhe's movements softened for a moment.
His skin, between his eyebrows and eyes, had a faint rosy tint. He remained silent, and his silence made his voice even more distinct.
Zhao Liangxu suddenly pursed her lips slightly, hugged Anhe tighter, and curled up trembling slightly.
After a while, Anhe said in a hoarse voice, "I heard you."
--
Anhe was worried that Zhao Liangxu was just putting on an act out of consideration for him.
Sometimes he would nervously open his mouth, but before he could say anything, Zhao Liangxu would notice.
Two fingers are enough.
Zhao Liangxu secretly admired herself; she could multitask.
I felt at peace, yet I kept an eye on him.
"real?"
"Eunuch An has quite long hands."
"but......"
"Isn't it better to focus on quality, not quantity?"
Kindness comes quickly and goes quickly; Zhao Liangxu still prefers to focus on her studies.
--
Zhao Liangxu sometimes had the urge to tease Anhe.
"Did Eunuch An secretly read those books?"
"...I've seen a little bit of it."
"No wonder," Zhao Liangxu said meaningfully.
Anhe frowned and said angrily, "But it's not very useful to me."
"That must be because Eunuch An is exceptionally gifted."
After all, what she said wasn't wrong.
--
Anhe asked, "Is it still cold now?"
Zhao Liangxu laughed, a soft laugh that was broken and intermittent, so she only said one word.
"hot."
--
"Okay, I'm going to Komuro's place..."
Bring some water.
Anhe was about to get up from the bed, but Zhao Liangxu stopped her.
Anhe asked, "Want more?"
"Um."
Anhe then went back to bed.
*
In the morning, even Anhe, who usually gets up on time, slept a little longer than usual.
When Anhe woke up, the first thing he looked at was the person in his arms.
Her hair was loose, she must have been exhausted, and her nose was gently resting against Anhe's chin as she slept soundly.
Anhe lowered her gaze.
Last night, Zhao Liangxu was so sleepy that her head was spinning and she just wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, but Anhe was still awake.
At least I helped her put her most intimate garment back on.
But when he looked down at Zhao Liangxu, he couldn't help but think of what had happened last night.
Sometimes he felt that it wasn't that he was indulging Zhao Liangxu, but rather that Zhao Liangxu was indulging herself too much.
He focused his gaze on several red marks.
He left it there, and Zhao Liangxu didn't hit him, so he became a bit reckless.
Next time, be a little gentler.
It was indeed getting late, Anhe guessed.
Last night, he thought Zhao Liangxu was tired and wanted to rinse her mouth, so he brought her some clean water.
As a result, Zhao Liangxu wouldn't let him go.
It's already pitiful enough that she's with a eunuch; if she can't even serve him properly, wouldn't she be even more miserable?
He then returned to Zhao Liangxu's side.
This whole ordeal took until almost 3 AM.
The sound of people speaking cautiously could be heard from outside.
Normally, Zhao Liangxu would still be sleeping at this time if she had nothing to do.
But there was one more person in the courtyard today.
It's difficult to predict whether past practices still apply to bamboo and wood.
Zhang Sheng came by once in the morning, and his words startled Zhu Mu quite a bit.
He said, "Aren't my godfather and godmother up yet?"
who?
Who is his godmother?
Takemoto, usually so honest and simple, is now working incredibly fast. Who else could it be!
When did Princess Zhao become Zhang Sheng's godmother?
Zhu Mu was deep in thought, looking shocked, but Zhang Sheng nodded knowingly and said, "That's true. Godfather has indeed been sleeping less these past few days. It would be good if Godmother could let Godfather get more sleep. There's nothing major happening in the palace. Miss Zhu Mu, please tell Godfather for me that I've been here."
Zhang Sheng left easily, but left Zhu Mu with a big task.
The people in Zhao Liangxu's house are all a bit as carefree as she is. Zhu Mu sometimes takes a nap, but today Zhu Mu won't be able to take a nap.
She paced back and forth in the yard, afraid that she would miss the two of them getting up and fail to deliver the message.
The other two people in the courtyard got up and started chatting with Zhu Mu when they saw her.
The whispers were normally inaudible inside the room, but since the two girls were still young and their personalities weren't mature enough, they suddenly became louder.
Perhaps it was nearing noon, and the shifting sunlight was a bit too bright on Zhao Liangxu's face, so she woke up.
"Why are you awake so soon? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Anhe asked.
"Why is Eunuch An still here?" Zhao Liangxu asked, still groggy.
"What would have happened if we had left so early?" He was still feeling guilty for leaving marks on Zhao Liangxu's body yesterday.
Zhao Liangxu sat up and stretched.
Anhe's eyes couldn't help but dart towards her.
He was truly confused; Zhao Liangxu said it was permissible, and he actually did it...
It will probably take another day or two to subside.
Anhe asked, "Didn't you say you'd hit us if it hurt? Why didn't you...?"
Upon hearing An He's words and noticing An He's gaze, Zhao Liangxu looked at herself.
"It's just a few red marks, nothing serious." It didn't actually hurt that much.
It was less of a pain and more of a mild irritation.
As Zhao Liangxu spoke, she snuggled up to An He, her smiling face showing no signs of fatigue: "Now Eunuch An is completely mine."
Anhe replied in a low voice, "Our home has always been yours, and no one can take it away from us."
Why would anyone else even look at him?
It's good enough if they don't talk badly about him behind his back.
I just hope that Zhao Liangxu won't be lured away by someone else.
"Oh, right, there's one more thing I haven't settled with Eunuch An about."
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Author's Note: This is practically a full chapter, and I feel like I wrote it with all my might.
Hey, actually I realized there's still a part left before the end. There's a little bit at the end that I'm not sure if it counts as hatred (what [shut up]). Anyway, the ending is definitely a happy one.
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