"What are you saying..." Qian Shengyan lowered her eyes, not wanting to look at him or pay attention to him. She tried to move her hand, but her wrist, which was being held, was completely immobile. She could only say, "Your Majesty, I am not feeling well."
A moment later.
Holding Yinzhen tightly in his arms, Qian Shengyan wiped her face, no longer mentioning her comfort or discomfort. She asked, "What does Your Majesty wish to hear me say?"
Her question was so direct that Yinzhen didn't know what to say for a moment. He opened his mouth, then pursed his lips, before finally saying, "Say whatever you want to say."
"Then what if I don't want to say anything?"
"No." Yinzhen frowned. "Don't you have anything you want to ask me? Or anything you want to say to me?"
Qian Shengyan had many questions and things she wanted to say, but... she felt none of them were appropriate.
What could she say? Ask the Emperor if he could stop bringing new concubines into the palace? Ask him if they could be monogamous for life?
...How foolish! That's incredibly naive.
Moreover, she had secretly thought about it many, many times, that if he was willing, it would be best if they understood each other without saying anything, but if he was not willing, wouldn't it be too embarrassing to ask directly?
Qian Shengyan lowered her eyes slightly, said nothing, and only gently shook her head.
"I've asked you many times," Yinzhen said, holding her tightly from behind. Since he couldn't see her expression, he didn't try to hide it, his eyes filled with tenderness and expectation. "Is there anything you want?"
"Everything I wanted has already been..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yinzhen pinched her lips.
Qian Shengyan: ...
"I don't believe it." Yinzhen gently rested his chin on the top of her head, his tone slightly dissatisfied. "Everyone is greedy, and no one is ever satisfied. Even I, as the emperor, still want more and more. How come you don't want anything else?"
Qian Shengyan was pinched into the shape of a duck by him and couldn't speak. Suddenly, she felt wronged.
At this moment, she suddenly wanted to say everything she wanted in her heart, even if it was just wishful thinking, so that Yinzhen would know.
In the world she came from, monogamy was the norm. From childhood to adulthood, her imagination of love and her expectations of her other half were based on the fact that there was only each other and no one else.
Although she inexplicably transmigrated to the Qing Dynasty, gave birth to Emperor Qianlong, and became an Imperial Noble Consort, her thoughts never changed—but thinking about it, what woman could allow her lover to have an affair with someone else?
Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible.
She insisted on not being moved or talking about love, treating the Emperor as her superior and the Imperial Noble Consort as a job. But she wasn't completely without feelings or a heart. How could she not be moved or have desires?
They've just been pretending it doesn't exist.
Perhaps it was the secluded world enclosed by the bed curtains that made her feel at ease, or perhaps it was the emotions of the man behind her that affected him. Qian Shengyan moved her lips slightly, and Yinzhen felt it, so he let go of her hand and then put his arm around her waist again.
Qian Shengyan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling uneasily: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
"Hmm?" Yinzhen leaned close to her ear, his voice extremely low, coaxing her gently, "Tell me, tell me, and I will grant your wish."
Qian Shengyan found him both amusing and somewhat at a loss. She bit her lip slightly and was about to speak when her expression suddenly changed. She clutched her stomach and bent over.
——
Outside, Qingxue watched for a long time without any movement, and finally couldn't help but worry. She tentatively tried to push the door open, but Su Peisheng swiftly stopped her.
He grabbed Qingxue's arm and whispered, "Are you crazy? What do you want to do going in at this hour?"
"This, Your Majesty..." Qingxue was a little worried. The Emperor's expression was really bad when he went in. Would he...would he bully their mistress?
But seeing the tightly closed bedroom door, Qingxue didn't dare to force her way in. She just pinched Su Peisheng and whispered as he cried out in pain, "Didn't His Majesty go to Consort Ru's place?"
"Heh." Su Peisheng glanced at her sideways. "You dare to inquire about the Emperor's whereabouts."
Qingxue rolled her eyes upon hearing this, knowing she wouldn't get anything out of him, so she went to stand on the other side of the door. But Su Peisheng still called out to her, "Where did the Imperial Noble Consort just go?"
Qingxue rolled her eyes again and simply turned her back.
Hmph, you're not telling her anything, and you're asking her questions? Dream on.
"Tell me, and I'll tell you, okay?" Su Peisheng coaxed. The main reason was that the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine were already together, so they must have said everything. But neither the Emperor nor the Imperial Concubine would tell him, a mere servant. He was really curious and could only ask Qingxue.
Qingxue's eyes darted around, and she suddenly asked, "Then you still need to tell me, what's going on with Consort Ru?"
Unexpectedly, Su Peisheng was puzzled when she said that: "Didn't the Imperial Noble Consort tell you about this?"
"Master? How could she know!" Qingxue frowned.
Su Peisheng looked at her hesitantly: "Does the Imperial Noble Consort really not know? But... Consort Ru said that it was the Imperial Noble Consort who arranged for her to serve the Emperor..."
"What?! How is that possible!" Qingxue was furious upon hearing this, and almost uttered some disrespectful words, but at that moment, she heard the emperor shout angrily from inside the room: "Summon the imperial physician! Summon the imperial physician immediately!"
Su Peisheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly summoned Xiao Quanzi, who was the fastest on his feet, to summon Imperial Physician Liu. He himself stood at the door and said, "Your Majesty, I have already sent him."
"Qingxue!" Yinzhen shouted again. Qingxue trembled in fright and looked at Su Peisheng for help. Su Peisheng gritted his teeth, pushed open the door, and followed her inside.
But neither of them expected the room to be like this. They saw the Imperial Noble Consort lying on the bed with her face as white as paper, and the Emperor sitting helplessly by the bed. There was even a patch of blood on the bed!
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