Chapter 47 [47]
【47】/First release
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, near noon, the wind and snow stopped for a while.
The door of the bedroom in the Hall of Mental Cultivation had been closed since last night and had not been opened since.
The ashes in the gilded incense burner were extinguished and cold, and the lingering fragrance of joy in the air was mixed with a faint scent of orchid and musk. In the tent, two people were embracing each other like mandarin ducks, leaning against each other in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Zhiwan woke up from a deep dream. Just as he was about to turn over, his forehead hit something hard and soft.
She was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a pair of clearly defined pectoral muscles.
In an instant, memories of last night came to my mind in bits and pieces.
They hugged and kissed, their clothes slipping off unconsciously in their confusion and passion. In the hazy darkness, shame was forgotten, leaving only each other's beating heartbeats, heavy breathing, and the most instinctive desires.
It was their first time, and they both feigned composure, not wanting to appear timid. As they reached the alley entrance, Lu Zhiwan was still half-heartedly wondering, "What if he really couldn't find it? Would she lend a hand?" Otherwise, she'd be the one to suffer.
As soon as the thought came to her mind, the man bit her shoulder.
His low, hoarse voice was filled with a hint of ferocity, yet also carried a restraint on the verge of collapse. He guided her hand and said, "Hold me tight."
The voice seemed to have a bewitching power. Lu Zhiwan did as he said in a daze. As soon as she put her arms around his neck, she lost control and it was too late to dodge.
Drilling two sticks to make fire, everything worked out naturally, like a piece of snow-white rice cake placed on the stove, the rising temperature melted her bit by bit.
She dared not move, as if something was falling in her brain and she felt very dizzy.
He must have been feeling uncomfortable too, so he didn't move, only his arms unconsciously tightened around her. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and she seemed like a soft cloud. He was clearly holding her, yet she was still tightly wrapped around him.
What does it mean for husband and wife to be one? Xiao Jingting thought, it should be like this, you are in me and I am in you, it is the most intimate thing in the world.
Compared to holding hands, hugging, and kissing, he likes this way of expressing intimacy more now.
I like you so much that I want you to stay like this forever and never be apart.
The whole night went by, and Lu Zhiwan didn't even know when he fell asleep. Now that he was awake, he still felt like his days and nights were reversed.
"This bastard is so cruel."
After the memory was loaded, Lu Zhiwan's cheeks burned, and he felt resentful in his heart: "Isn't it said that men are quick the first time? Why is he different from others?"
Of course it was possible that he was fast, but he was young and strong and soon came again. The two times were mixed together so that she couldn't tell the end and the beginning.
When Lu Zhiwan thought about it carefully, she couldn't figure out what exactly happened. In short, her lazy bones were almost torn apart by him last night, and her body was still very sore.
She tried to move the beast's paw from her waist away, but before she could exert any force, the man's hand hugged her even tighter.
Like a well-fed furry tiger, Xiao Jingting buried his head in her neck, and rubbed his tall nose intimately against her soft skin.
The hot breath sprayed on his neck, and Lu Zhiwan couldn't help but shrink his neck because of the itch, and a charming "hmm" sound came out of his mouth.
When the voice came out, she was stunned.
"Is that the sound I made? It's so cute..."
Before she could figure it out, a man's deep voice came from her neck: "How did you sleep last night?"
Lu Zhiwan: “…”
"How dare you ask me, did you give me a chance to sleep last night?"
I was about to complain that he was like the reincarnation of a pile driver who hadn't seen a woman in 800 years, but then I thought, it's just that he hasn't touched a woman before.
But how come he has so many poses?!
"Your Majesty, I am so tired."
She said softly, thought for a moment, then feigned shyness, clenched her fist, and punched the man's chest: "It's all your Majesty's fault, how annoying."
Xiao Jingting was amused by her appearance and laughed softly, his chest vibrating.
"What are you laughing at, Your Majesty?"
"Nothing."
Xiao Jingting stopped smiling for a moment, lowered his hand from her waist, and gently touched it: "Does it still hurt?"
She had never expected him to be so reckless. Lu Zhiwan's head buzzed, and she subconsciously clenched her legs in panic, unable to speak clearly: "Your Majesty...your Majesty...is fine."
The bony fingers paused.
Xiao Jingting raised his head from her neck and glanced at her with narrow eyes: "Are you still nervous?"
Lu Zhiwan choked: "Your Majesty..."
Xiao Jingting pulled his hand away: "Last night it was already..."
"Don't say that!"
Before he could utter such lewd words, Lu Zhiwan covered his mouth with her hand. Her graceful face flushed red, and her clear black eyes were filled with a layer of charming mist. "Your Majesty, it's dawn outside. We should get up too."
Xiao Jingting held her slender wrist and moved away: "You don't have to attend the morning court, why are you getting up so early?"
"Is it too early now?" Lu Zhiwan subconsciously looked outside the curtain, but unfortunately the curtain was mostly covered, with only some dim light faintly visible through the gaps.
But soon the gap was covered by the man.
Xiao Jingting hugged her, his thin lips against her forehead: “You fell asleep again last night.”
"Why do I hear a hint of complaint?"
"Grandpa, please understand. We were busy all day yesterday, the first day of the Lunar New Year, and you tossed me up and down, left and right, last night. Even the donkeys in the production team couldn't be this tired!"
Suppressing her inner complaints, she pouted her red lips and said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty is too powerful. I, with my thin arms and legs, can't handle it."
No man doesn't like his woman to affirm his abilities in bed, and Xiao Jingting is no exception.
What's more, her affirmation came from both her heart and her words.
Her thin lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but pinch her chin and kiss her on the face again.
Lu Zhiwan: “……?”
"No, why are you kissing again?"
"Wait, wait, where are you kissing... Shut up!"
When she reached out to stop him, she couldn't push the head away from his chest.
Seeing this situation, Lu Zhiwan wailed in his heart, it’s all over, it’s going to be painful again.
She should have known this man wasn't going to be easily dealt with when she first tried to kiss him. Sure enough, once a beast that had never tasted meat started to crave meat, it couldn't be stopped.
The tent was filled with the air of spring. Outside the Golden Palace, the bright midday sun enveloped the azure roof of the palace, and the thick snow reflected a brilliant light.
Inside the Cining Palace, upon hearing Aunt Qiu Rong's announcement of the good news, Empress Dowager Gu, clutching her Buddhist beads, beamed, "Thanks to our ancestors and God's blessing! I knew Concubine Zhao was blessed, and I was right!"
Seeing this, the other palace maids in the hall cleverly knelt down and congratulated her: "Congratulations, Queen Mother. Congratulations, Queen Mother."
Aunt Qiu Rong's smile had barely faded since last night. She said happily, "Just wait, Empress Dowager. Maybe by the end of this year, you'll be able to become the Empress Dowager!"
"That's wonderful."
Empress Dowager Gu's eyes curved as she waved her sleeves, "Rewards, everyone gets rewards today!"
Suddenly, the hall was filled with joyful sounds of thanksgiving.
Empress Dowager Gu dismissed the palace maids and asked Aunt Qiu Rong some details, such as what happened yesterday and how they got together. She also asked when they ended last night and how many times they called for water.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Qiu Rong knew nothing about anything.
Empress Dowager Gu frowned, and Aunt Qiu Rong, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, replied sincerely, "Your Majesty, I truly have no idea. It was Yu Mingjiang who suddenly sent me a message yesterday, saying that His Majesty was planning to have Consort Zhao sleep with him, so I hurried over. As for when it ended last night... the noises didn't stop until cockcrow, but I'm not sure whether the masters had gone to bed or not... Anyway, all night long, until I arrived to tell you the good news, His Majesty and Consort Zhao hadn't called for water or left the house once."
"They haven't gotten up yet?" Empress Dowager Gu was surprised and looked out the window.
The sun shines brightly through the branches, it is already afternoon.
Whether they ask for water or not is another matter. After being busy for half a day, aren’t they hungry?
*
"Your Majesty...I am so hungry..."
"Um."
“…”
"What the hell, why don't you get off me right now!"
She didn't know what was wrong with this man. It would be fine if he just liked kissing and hugging her normally, but even after doing that, he still wanted to stick with her and refused to leave.
Judging from the frequency and length of stay from last night to today, Lu Zhiwan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
This is too easy to fall into.
"I wonder if he'll remember to give me a bowl of contraceptive soup later?"
"Well, it's hard to bring this up. If it doesn't work, let's go back to Lifeng Palace and ask Aunt Qiurong to make a bowl for us."
Her inner voice faintly reached Xiao Jingting's ears, and his brows, which were lazily relaxed a moment ago, suddenly became a little cold.
Contraceptive soup.
She doesn't want to have his child?
The joyful mood suddenly became depressed. Xiao Jingting supported the pillow with one hand and was about to leave her when a voice drilled into his ears again -
"Although being honored by having a son is a powerful tool for securing one's position as a favorite concubine, Zhao Wenshao's life and death are uncertain. What if he were to resurface somewhere and everything were to continue as before? Wouldn't the child born be buried in the sea of fire along with me, a poor old mother? Sigh, forget it."
Xiao Jingting's black eyes flashed twice.
It turned out that she didn't want a child because she was worried about that dream.
It's not that I don't like him.
He gently stroked the top of her head with his hand, lowered his eyes, and stared at her charming face that was still flushed: "Lu Zhiwan."
“……?”
"Damn, why are you suddenly calling me by my full name? That's scary!"
She was so nervous that her body couldn't help but tense up. When Xiao Jingting was pinched by her, he felt a numbness on the top of his head, and his serious expression disappeared instantly.
Lu Zhiwan didn't expect that when she looked up, she would see the man with his eyes closed, his neck tilted back, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
She was a little confused and at a loss.
So this is what a man's thing looks like... Is she crazy? Why does she think it's sexy...
She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her mind of the messy yellow waste—even though at that moment, they were both creating the waste.
Xiao Jingting knew that it was impossible to talk about business in this state. Moreover, Lu Zhiwan looked so pitiful and dying of starvation. He stood up, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and finally shouted the first word outside: "Send water."
Outside the bedroom door, Yu Mingjiang finally settled down after hearing the low but clear command. The heart that had been hanging in the air all night long finally settled down.
That’s great, I don’t have to swallow a whole book of erotic pictures.
***
Lu Zhiwan gained a deep understanding of the saying that a man is more ferocious than a tiger at the age of twenty from Xiao Jingting's personal experience.
From the first night of the Lunar New Year to the tenth, ten whole nights, not a single one was peaceful. The old marks on her body hadn't healed yet, and new ones were piled on top of them. Finally, it was the Goddess of Menstruation who heard Lu Zhiwan's most sincere call and arrived as expected, giving her a temporary respite.
She couldn't handle it anymore. If it happened one more time, she would feel like she was going to die.
In her limited historical knowledge, she had only heard of emperors who died in bed, becoming the laughingstock of the ages. If she became the first concubine to die in bed... who knows how future generations would write her off!
During these ten days of intense love, Empress Dowager Gu did not show up, but every now and then she would send maids from the Cining Palace to bring her deer antler and wolfberry soup, ginseng and black chicken soup...
These soups were obviously sent to Xiao Jingting.
But Xiao Jingting didn't need it at all. Instead, Lu Zhiwan was so weak that she needed to nourish herself. Most of the tonic soup she drank went into her stomach. But one time, while she was enjoying her soup, she suddenly bit into something strange and curiously asked Xiao Jingting what kind of meat it was.
Xiao Jingting glanced at her and replied calmly, "Today, the Queen Mother sent me deer penis and red date soup. Do you think you bit into a red date, or..."
Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhiwan turned his head and started retching.
Xiao Jingting: “…”
He rubbed her back slowly and tried to comfort her: "Look at it in a positive way. Medical books say that this thing can also nourish yin and yang and beautify the skin."
"I don't trust you! Ugh—"
A few days later, it was the Lantern Festival.
Lu Zhiwan's menstrual period is almost gone.
In order to make up for her young heart that was hurt by the deer penis and red date soup, Xiao Jingting decided to take her out of the palace to visit the lantern festival.
It was rare for the date to go out of the palace to a normal location, and it was said that the Lantern Festival was the most grand and lively event of the year, so Lu Zhiwan couldn't help but feel excited.
But when he thought of the fear he felt when he left the palace last time and was dominated by the plot, he hesitated again.
What if I run into trouble again this time? It would be better for me to stay in the palace.
Just as he was about to refuse, Xiao Jingting stroked his sleeves calmly: "The Lantern Festival is full of mixed people, it's better not to go."
Lu Zhiwan: “……!”
"How does he know what I'm thinking? This is too weird."
Her inquiring eyes swept over the man's handsome face, and before she could figure it out, she was tapped on the forehead.
With a barely perceptible smile in his dark, narrow eyes, Xiao Jingting leaned over and glared at her: "There are more than one place to enjoy the lanterns and the scenery. Just follow me tonight."
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