135 · Chapter 135
After being assigned by Xiao Che to serve in front of the emperor, Yan Jiarou also lived in the side courtyard with other palace maids.
Unlike other palace maids, she had her own room, and Yingxue always stayed by her side.
She could even stay overnight in the back chamber of Zichen Palace, which was the closest place to Xiao Che's bedroom.
This provoked discontent among some other palace servants.
In fact, there have been many rumors circulating recently, saying that the current emperor is not interested in women and has always been pure and abstinent, but he is particularly fond of a palace maid named Yan Muxiao.
He not only needed her by his side for everything, but his gaze was also constantly fixed on her.
That little palace maid was clumsy and couldn't do anything right. She didn't seem very smart either. It was said that she had fallen into a pond before, and probably got water in her head, which is why she couldn't be smart.
Her only redeeming quality was her exceptionally beautiful appearance. She was charming and sweet, innocent yet alluring, and at such a young age, her figure was already incredibly captivating. People suspected that she had used some kind of seductive magic to win the Emperor's favor.
At the palace banquet that day, everyone saw her serving the emperor and serving him food.
But she clearly didn't know how to serve people; her mind was entirely on the food. She stared at each dish with shining eyes, practically drooling over them. For some reason, she picked out all her favorite dishes with her chopsticks.
The emperor seemed to laugh in exasperation, glancing up at her with a half-smile: "Tsk, whose dishes are you serving here, anyway?"
The young palace maid seemed to only then realize what had happened. Her fair cheeks flushed crimson, and she looked as if she was about to cry. She lowered her head and stammered, "Your Majesty... please forgive me... I will serve you the dishes again right away..."
"Forget it, you're too clumsy, you're useless here."
The young palace maid, with a soft, sweet voice, responded with a gentle "hmm" and, with tears welling up in her eyes, turned to leave.
The emperor called out to her from behind, his long fingers lightly tapping the table: "What, do you want to leave the things you picked out here? Take them away and deal with them yourself."
The young palace maid parted her lips slightly, and before she could react, a plate full of delicacies appeared in her arms: crispy beef sashimi, stuffed deer tendons, roasted mutton skewers, rouge foie gras, and cream cheese...
The young palace maid went to the side to finish her meal with a plate full of food in her arms. When she returned, her belly was round and her lips were still shiny with oil, making it clear how she had "taken care of" it.
The emperor looked her up and down, then chuckled softly. For some reason, he was reminded of a cat he had as a child, just as greedy. After eating, it would jump onto his lap, revealing its round belly, its fluffy tail brushing against his chin, begging for his affection. If he didn't pet it, it would meow incessantly, incredibly clingy.
In a way, her personality is quite similar to Yan Jiarou's.
He saw her touching her lower abdomen with one hand, her gaze still unsatisfied as she glanced at the shrimp and crab on the table. She pouted her red lips, occasionally sticking out a bit of her bright red tongue to slowly lick her lips, sometimes swallowing a mouthful of saliva, looking both drooling and rather regretful.
They clearly wanted to eat it but didn't want to peel it themselves.
Xiao Che smiled slightly.
He knew her too well; he could tell what she was up to with just a glance.
This little fool is really greedy. Isn't he afraid of overeating?
Only when eating his manhood would he spit out his semen so hesitantly, swallowing the semen twice before saying he was full.
That's enough.
Xiao Che ordered his men to bring over several plates of crabs, from which he selected a few of the fattest "crab kings," each as big as Xiao Che's palm, with orange-red oil glistening at the tip of their navels, and their crab roe so abundant it almost burst open their shells.
Yan Jiarou stared intently at the crabs, licked her lips, and swallowed hard, completely losing her composure.
Is there anything you're craving?
Xiao Che found it amusing and slowly picked up the "crab-eating tools" beside him, beginning to carefully peel the crab. First, he used a silver spatula to pry open the crab shell along the seam, took out the crab heart, and then used a silver hammer to tap the crab claws...
It looks simple, but it actually takes a lot of effort. However, Xiao Che's hands are fair and slender with well-defined joints, and he can dismantle crabs with smooth and flowing movements, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
Yan Jiarou watched from the side, not finding it boring at all, but rather becoming engrossed.
Unbeknownst to them, a tall mountain of crab shells had already piled up beside them.
Xiao Che used another jade dish to hold the peeled crab roe and crab meat.
The crab roe is bright yellow and thick, and the crab meat is as white as snow, making it look very tempting.
After dismantling the crab, he also peeled a few shrimp.
Seeing that it was almost time, he gave Xue Zhi a wink, and Xue Zhi spoke up at the opportune moment: "Your Majesty, crab meat is cold in nature. You have caught a cold recently and are not feeling well, so it is best to eat less of it."
Xiao Che frowned, looking belatedly aware: "Yes, but we've already peeled them, wouldn't it be a waste to throw them away?"
His gaze casually swept over Yan Jiarou, wondering if she would volunteer, but instead he caught a glimpse of her worried expression.
A pair of clear, black and white eyes, filled with tears, stared at him intently, their concern palpable, as if to say, "When did you catch a cold? How come I didn't know?"
Anyone with eyes could see that Xiao Che had specially peeled the shrimp and crab for that little palace maid; only she herself was blinded by her own involvement.
This shows just how much the emperor favored them.
What they didn't know was that that very night, the little palace maid, envied by everyone, was kneeling at the emperor's feet, her delicate little face upturned, pitifully pleading, "Your Majesty, could you please not use your mouth tonight..."
Xiao Che frowned, his face immediately turning cold: "What, you've only been obedient for a few days, and you're already unwilling?"
He lifted her chin, his anger suddenly flaring: "Who do you think you are, daring to bargain with me? Yan Jiarou, don't forget, you still owe me your life."
Yan Jiarou quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, it's not that I don't want to... it's just that I ate too many crabs tonight..." She patted her round belly and said somewhat embarrassedly, "It seems like it's not digesting properly, I'm so full..."
"If I were to take His Majesty's dragon mouth into my mouth and hold it all the way to my throat, I'm afraid I would vomit up a bellyful of crab meat..."
She gently tugged at his sleeve, her small face full of sincerity: "Xiao Che, don't be upset, how about I help you with my hand? Or you can just... just..." Her cheeks flushed slightly, as if she was extremely shy, and in the end she didn't say the words "come in".
Xiao Che squatted down, scrutinized her for a moment, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He only frowned and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Why are you so greedy? And why do you eat so much?"
Yan Jiarou shook her head, then nodded: "I don't feel too bad... Mm, it's delicious!" After saying that, she boldly leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek: "Thank you, brother, it's delicious."
Xiao Che was taken aback, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He turned his face away somewhat awkwardly. "Why are you thanking me? I didn't peel it for you on purpose. I just didn't want to waste it."
Yan Jiarou, unsuspecting, tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Then I should thank you too. But I heard Xue Zhi say during the meal that you were sick? Is that true? Then... wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to be like this?"
"What, are you afraid I'll pass on my illness to you?" Xiao Che narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned closer and bit her earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to pass on my cold to you. Haven't you heard? If you pass on your cold to another person, your own will be cured."
Yan Jiarou blinked and whispered, "Really?"
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, his expression perhaps showing a hint of smugness that had frightened her: "Hmm, how about it, are you scared?"
Unexpectedly, Yan Jiarou suddenly cupped his cheeks and kissed his lips.
Her tongue clumsily probed into his mouth, exchanging saliva with him with a hint of flattery and soothing.
The kiss wasn't very deep, because she was the one who initiated it, and soon she couldn't breathe, so she could only reluctantly pull away.
Xiao Che was momentarily stunned by her kiss: "You..." But he immediately realized what she meant and frowned, "What are you doing? Who gave you permission to kiss me? Yan Jiarou, do you know that this is insubordination?"
Yan Jiarou blinked, her dark, moist eyes filled with innocence: "But... you said that if you gave me the illness, you would get better, Your Majesty. I just want you to recover quickly."
"You..." This is truly a case of shooting yourself in the foot. Xiao Che pinched her cheek angrily: "Silly girl, you've suddenly become smart at a time like this."
Yan Jiarou pouted slightly and whispered her dissatisfaction: "I'm not a little fool."
She thought for a moment and then said, "You're sick, wouldn't it be bad to ejaculate? How about I help you in a few days... Don't misunderstand, it's not that I'm unwilling, I'm just worried about your health."
"A few days?" Xiao Che scoffed, cupping her soft, boneless hand and pressing it down: "Ask it if it can wait."
He stroked her chin, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Don't worry, even if I'm dying, I can still make you roll your eyes."
"Alright, today we'll use what's in front of you. What are you still standing there for? Change your clothes and then... support Nai Zi yourself."
He said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, that's it. Be good, come closer, I'm going to put you in my lap."
After an unknown amount of time, the man's voice grew louder, and at the last moment, he suddenly took out the object and placed it on her lips.
Yan Jiarou looked at him blankly, her beautiful eyes filled with mist.
Xiao Che curled his lips into a wicked smile: "Didn't you say you ate too much crab meat tonight? That stuff is too cold, it's not good to eat too much. Here, I care about your health, so I'll let you swallow some of my stuff to warm you up. Be good, swallow it, there will be a reward later."
Yan Jiarou blinked and obediently did as she was told.
She's been incredibly obedient lately.
After a few times, Xiao Che sat back on the bed, satisfied, picked her up from the floor, and let her sit on his lap.
The little girl obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, staring at him intently.
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, reached out to wipe away a bit of milky white from her lips, put his arm around her waist, and asked her, "Are you sleepy?" The palace banquet ended quite late today, and he had kept her occupied for a while.
The little girl shook her head, and after a while, said softly, "Thank you, brother."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow: "Thank me for what?"
She snuggled gently against him, sweetly and affectionately saying, "You care about me..."
Showing concern for her? Showing concern that she ate too much crab meat, which is considered cold in nature, so you feed her stems and leaves?
Xiao Che couldn't help but chuckle: "Fool." Serves him right for being bullied by him on the court.
Yan Jiarou gave a soft hum, and after a while, seeing that he didn't intend to bring it up, she snuggled into his arms and muttered softly, "You said you would give me a reward."
A reward? He had indeed casually mentioned it earlier, and then he hummed in agreement, "What kind of reward do you want?" It was probably something to eat or play with. What kind of reward could a little girl want?
Yan Jiarou looked up at him and said seriously, "I...I want you to kiss me."
Xiao Che was taken aback.
“You promised to reward me,” Yan Jiarou said hastily, afraid he would change his mind. “A promise is a promise.”
"And I've been very good lately, please give me a kiss, please," Yan Jiarou pleaded sweetly. Her red lips were slightly pouting, and her pretty, delicate face was full of earnestness and expectation.
Xiao Che's Adam's apple bobbed, and finally he cupped the back of her neck with his hand and lightly kissed her forehead.
"Forget it," he thought, "why bother arguing with an idiot? It was just a reward, not even a proper kiss, it had no other meaning and didn't prove anything."
However, she has been so well-behaved lately that even he can't find fault with her. If she can continue to be this well-behaved, he might as well treat her a little better.
Little did he know that Yan Jiarou's obedient behavior had resulted in her losing her appetite for even her favorite drink, milk, lately. But she didn't complain; she would do anything for Xiao Che. Being able to stay by his side during this time, even if it was only slightly useful to him, made her happy.
The only disappointment was that Xiao Che refused to touch her.
However, in the dead of night, she would often sneak onto the dragon bed, snuggle into his arms, and fall asleep with her arms wrapped around his waist. Anyway, as long as she pretended to be fast asleep, Xiao Che couldn't wake her, and there was nothing he could do about it.
After going through so much, the fact that she could be held in his arms again was a kind of fulfillment.
Recently, rumors about Xiao Che and Yan Jiarou have been escalating in Zichen Palace.
Every slave in the palace longs to rise to the top and become a phoenix. Besides, this young emperor is exceptionally handsome, and any woman who sees him would be captivated by his beauty.
However, most of the ordinary palace maids, seeing Yan Jiarou's special treatment, only felt envy and did nothing else. Only one woman named Lü Zhu, who was dim-witted but wicked, desperately wanted to climb the social ladder and achieve great success, but lacked the opportunity. Upon hearing about Yan Jiarou's situation, she became jealous and resentful. She also heard from somewhere that Yan Jiarou had been suspected of being a criminal and demoted, possibly a member of the Crown Prince's faction. Believing she had found fault with Yan Jiarou, she frequently abused and tormented her.
Because Xiao Che had been intimate with Yan Jiarou recently, but only in a peripheral manner, mostly just showing his cleavage without necessarily making her completely naked, he hadn't noticed until he accidentally discovered that her snow-white arms were covered in bruises. Such marks were obviously caused by someone pinching and twisting her forcefully.
Xiao Che's expression immediately changed, and he lost all interest in the matter. He grabbed the man and demanded, "What happened? Who hurt you?!"
Yan Jiarou stammered and remained silent.
Xiao Che's anger flared even more. He grabbed her face with his large hand, forcing her to look up at him. He sneered, "You idiot, you were bullied like this and you didn't even come to tell me. I didn't know you became so stupid. Weren't you the best at whining and complaining before? Speak up."
Yan Jiarou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually reddened: "What should I say? When I think that you also hate me and want to humiliate and take revenge on me, I don't want to say anything to you anymore. Green Pearl said that I hurt you in the past, and that I deserve it. I think what she said makes sense. I feel better about her treating me like this."
"That makes sense? What kind of logic is that?! When did it become her place to interfere in our grudges and entanglements? Yan Jiarou, remember this: in this world, no one but me can bully you. If this happens again, see how I deal with you."
Tears gradually welled up in Yan Jiarou's eyes.
Xiao Che finally sighed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and softened his tone for once: "Alright, don't cry. I'll apply the medicine for you myself, okay?"
Yan Jiarou cried even harder: "You say that Green Pearl bullied me, but in my heart, you are much worse than her..."
Xiao Che paused, frowning as he looked at her.
“Although you’ve never treated me the way she did, and you may seem nice to me on the surface, your methods of humiliating and retaliating against me are far more sophisticated than hers,” she looked at him, as if filled with immense grievance, “You never even touch me…”
Xiao Che was taken aback, then laughed in anger: "Are you saying that if I don't touch you, it would be a huge humiliation for you?"
Yan Jiarou's nose was red, and since she had already started talking, she simply blurted it all out: "How could it not be? Now you only treat me as a tool for your sexual gratification. You don't hug me or kiss me. You've been cold to me from beginning to end... You weren't like this before..."
Xiao Che gazed at her calmly: "Yan Jiarou, do you really think we can still be the same as before?"
His calm tone, however, terrified her more than any reprimand. Helpless, she grabbed his hand, looked up at him with a tear-streaked face, and pleaded, "Brother, let's do it once, okay?" Just once… just once would be the same…
She bit her lip, placed his large hand over her soft body, and said, forcing back her shame, "I'll make you like it... all those tricks you used to make me learn, I refused then, but now, you can have whichever you want..."
Xiao Che looked at her. The little girl's eyes were misty with tears, her eyelids were slightly red, her full, rosy lips were slightly parted, her skin was snow-white, her eyes were dark and moist, and her cheeks were tinged with a light blush. Her little face was incredibly beautiful, a mixture of purity and desire, and her beauty was breathtaking.
She looked at him shyly and timidly, pressing her body closer and closer, as if she had no bones, wishing she could melt into a puddle of mud in his arms, boldly teasing him, her body rubbing against him almost imperceptibly, blatantly provoking him.
Xiao Che closed his eyes tightly, his Adam's apple bobbing.
She's seducing him again.
"Brother, we haven't done this in so long. Don't you miss me? I miss you so much... Please hug me, please kiss me..."
She tilted her head back, stood on tiptoe, and tremblingly kissed his Adam's apple.
Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed. Yan Jiarou cried out and looked up, only to be met with Xiao Che's dark eyes.
Xiao Che felt a burning lust in his heart and said coldly, "You just want me to kiss you, huh? You want me to treat you like that so you can make up with me as if nothing happened, right? You're always like this, even when you make up with me you want to take a shortcut, you're not willing to put in the slightest bit of extra effort for me!"
"If you want me to sleep with you, you'll have to see if you have the ability." With that, he let go of her hand and turned to leave.
Yan Jiarou cried for a long, long time that night, until her eyes were swollen. She vowed never to do anything so humiliating again. Skill? What skill? Did he expect her to be treated like the lowest prostitute...? She even felt she already was, but Xiao Che still didn't want her.
She thought he would never touch her again in his life, but a few days later, when he was receiving the envoys from Northern Chu, he accidentally drank the deer blood wine that they presented. Yun Rong, who was on night duty that night, offered to switch shifts with her.
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