Chapter 55 Bathing Together
Song Zhao's beautiful eyes widened into a bulge, with a gleam of disbelief in them, as she stared blankly at Xiao Jingheng.
I have to say that his facial features are very superior.
Especially his nose, which is straight and tall, full of heroic spirit.
At this moment, the candlelight in the hall was dim, and the sparse and staggered shadows were reflected on his face, making his facial features look deeper and firmer.
The reason why Xiao Jingheng was born with a good-looking appearance was all thanks to his biological mother, Concubine Yue.
According to rumors, Concubine Yue was graceful and elegant, and was the most beautiful woman in the late emperor's harem.
It took her less than ten years to be promoted from a concubine to a noble concubine.
Ten years may seem long, but there are many cases where concubines entered the palace and worked from birth to death without their status changing.
However, the beautiful Concubine Yue had a short life. When Xiao Jingheng was fourteen years old, she fell seriously ill and passed away.
Xiao Jingheng didn't have a very deep impression of his biological mother.
According to the rules of the palace, only concubines with the rank of imperial concubine can raise their children by their side. If other concubines give birth to children, they will mostly be handed over to concubines of higher rank to be taken care of.
When Concubine Yue gave birth to Xiao Jingheng, she was just a noble lady.
The young Xiao Jingheng had always been raised by the current Empress Dowager, then Empress Shunyi.
By the time Concubine Yue was promoted to the position of concubine, Xiao Jingheng was already eight years old and had moved from Empress Shunyi's palace to the prince's residence.
Therefore, the mother-son relationship between Xiao Jingheng and Concubine Yue is very shallow, but she is very filial to the current empress dowager.
At that time, Xiao Jingheng stood beside the bathtub.
The warm smile on the corners of his lips diluted his imperial arrogance, and instead gave people the illusion that he was a trustworthy and reliable man.
He stroked Song Zhao's hair gently as if he was soothing a frightened cat, and said in a gentle tone:
"You are afraid that I will treat you well because of what happened that day. This idea is correct."
As he spoke, his hand moved from Song Zhao's wet hair to her smooth, white face.
"But that is the real you. Why don't you want me to think of you? You treat me differently from other concubines, so I will naturally treat you differently from others."
Xiao Jingheng stared at Song Zhao in the water.
Seeing this, Song Zhao felt a little embarrassed. He covered his chest with a red face, lowered his eyes and whispered,
"I understand. I was just worrying too much."
"It's okay." Xiao Jingheng pinched her cheek lightly, "You are thinking about me in your heart, so you worry too much. How could I blame you?"
Song Zhao smiled shyly, and then dared to raise her head to meet Xiao Jingheng's burning gaze.
She asked, "Why is the emperor here at this time?"
Xiao Jingheng said: "My beloved concubine has been wronged, and I miss you in my heart. When you went to pay your respects to the queen today, did the concubine embarrass you again?"
Song Zhao turned his eyes and a thought came to his mind:
Hear?
Who can he listen to about this?
Isn’t it because the Queen thought that what happened today was done by Concubine Chen deliberately to embarrass her that she told Xiao Jingheng about it?
The Queen knew that Song Zhao was Xiao Jingheng's new favorite, so she would rather let Xiao Jingheng pamper her more and also indirectly say something bad about Concubine Chen in front of Xiao Jingheng.
Seeing them fighting, it was a good time for Song Zhao to reap the benefits.
She smiled slightly, shook her head with a disapproving expression on her face.
"What happened today was just Yingxiang's carelessness. Her Majesty the Concubine has always been generous to others. Why would she embarrass me?"
Xiao Jingheng seemed very satisfied with her answer, and nodded, "The Concubine Chen is generous, but you are genuine and pure. You must know that your purity and truthfulness are what I value most."
Song Zhao smiled shyly, but secretly sneered in her heart:
Look, this guy is talking nonsense with his eyes open again, isn't he?
Speaking of innocence, Huipin doesn't even know about sex. She only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, without any scheming. Isn't she more innocent than anyone else? But why doesn't Xiao Jingheng look at her more?
After all, wasn't it because he was attracted by Song Zhao's appearance first, and then he used this appearance to dig out many other advantages of her?
The weather is getting cooler in autumn, and hot water has just been added to the bathtub. Hot steam is rising, and the mist is gradually filling the space separated by the screen.
Like a thin gauze, it is ambiguous and hazy.
Song Zhao looked at Xiao Jingheng, his face slightly red, his Adam's apple rolling, and his bony fingers wandered restlessly on her body...
Song Zhao knew what he was thinking.
And know how to cooperate with him.
When he suddenly turned around, the splashing water wet Xiao Jingheng's clothes.
Song Zhao pretended that he had just seen it, and hurriedly took the towel on the edge of the bathtub, and moved closer to Xiao Jingheng who was standing by the tub in the water.
"I have accidentally wet your Majesty's court robes. The evening breeze outside is a little chilly. If I don't wipe them dry, the cold will invade my body, and I will be uneasy again."
She wiped it and moved slowly down until she reached the sensitive spot, then she noticed something strange.
Song Zhao's hand holding the handkerchief was soft and boneless. After a slight tremor, he tried to move it away.
But Xiao Jingheng suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Since it's already wet, just let it get wet."
After he finished speaking, he supported himself on the wall of the barrel with one hand and flipped sideways into the barrel, splashing water all over the place.
The bathtub is so small that after two people fit in it, they are almost shoulder to shoulder, with no place to hide.
Song Zhao was extremely embarrassed. She turned her back and leaned on the edge of the bathtub. She bit her thin lips and said timidly, "Your Majesty, I..."
She couldn't help but say shyly,
She felt a domineering force grasping her slender waist, forcing her to turn around and fall into a solid embrace.
Xiao Jingheng nodded his chin against her nose, and his warm breath sprayed on her face, making her heart itchy.
She wanted to say something else.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, Jamel Xiao's lips covered hers, skillfully pushing open her lips and teeth, and demanding it domineeringly.
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