Chapter 27 The King's Kiss
The sound of the pipa finally died away, and Xuan Yi's frown relaxed slightly, but he no longer had any appetite. He stood up and sat down at the main seat in the main hall.
Su Ci quickly put down the teacup she was using to rinse her mouth, stood up and timidly followed forward. There was a hint of panic in her watery eyes, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Your Majesty, Sister Wei might..."
Qin Zheng spoke up in time: "Su Zhaorong, Wei Xiuyuan violated the palace rules, and this is the punishment she deserves."
"…oh."
Su Ci bit her lip, took the tea handed to her by Guyu and presented it to the king, blinking her watery eyes carefully.
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry. How about I accompany you for a walk to digest your food?"
I haven't eaten enough to digest the food.
Xuan Yi took the teacup, took a sip, and put it down, glancing at the girl's uneasy face.
If he left at this moment, she would probably burst into tears...
"No need, just draw a picture for me to see."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief and a smile finally appeared on her face again.
"Yes, Your Majesty, please move to the study."
…
The study was not big. Apart from the imperial gifts on the desk, the surrounding decoration was very simple. Next to the desk was a tilted wooden shelf. Below it was a small basket containing many small pieces of charcoal and a stack of cut straw paper.
Yanyu Guyulisu brought in two more lamps, put them away, served a pot of tea, and then stepped outside the door to stand with Zhuang Yu and Qin Zheng.
Xuan Yi walked to the wooden shelf, bent slightly to look at the unfinished portrait on the paper, then raised his eyes to look at the celadon two-eared vase on the windowsill in front of him.
"Is this a vase?"
"Well, the painting isn't finished yet. Your Majesty, sit here and watch."
Su Ci said this and put her arm around his, letting him sit on a double-back chair. She then moved the easel over and sat down next to him very naturally. She raised her hand to pull down the vase portrait and threw it aside, then rolled up her sleeves.
"Your Majesty, if you want to see it, I will draw it from the beginning, okay? Your Majesty, do you want to see me draw myself? Drawing a figure is more time-consuming..."
Xuan Yi glanced at the slender, snow-white wrist, and his gaze fell on the girl's face. Under the bright candlelight, it seemed as if a faint moon halo was shrouded in it.
“…No problem, I’ll just draw you.”
Su Ci raised her eyes to meet his gaze and pursed her lips shyly: "Then, what do you want to draw me like?"
“Just draw you as you are now.”
“…Oh, then I’ll have to look more carefully.”
As Su Ci spoke, she suddenly moved forward a little and stared closely at herself in those black eyes.
The two sat side by side, one taller than the other, their eyes looking at each other very closely.
Xuan Yi's dark eyes reflected the girl's pink face, her nose was filled with charming fragrance, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly unconsciously.
"alright."
Su Ci turned around and sat down, then reached out and took a piece of charcoal to sweep a large area of shadows on the paper, outlining the main lines.
The candlelight flickered slightly. All around was quiet, with only the rustling sound of charcoal scraping across the paper.
Xuan Yi took a deep breath, ignoring the alluring fragrance, and focused his attention on the portrait.
At the door, Qin Zheng raised her eyes slightly and took a quick look, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she slowly and silently closed the door.
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The charcoal is black, the drawing paper is white, and the straw paper is gray. The three minimalist tones correspond to the light and shadow. The lines, which are light or heavy, shallow or pale, gradually outline the shape and structure of the characters. The pointed charcoal sticks deepen the contours of the characters' facial features, even down to the hair and pupils.
It's breathtaking.
The painter was serious about his work and the viewer was focused on it, and more than an hour passed by unnoticed.
"call……"
Su Ci let out a long sigh and threw away the charcoal. She stood up and rubbed her stiff wrists, then went to get a few flower petals and green leaves prepared by Guyu. She held it in the corner of her mouth and gently pulled off a small petal, then carefully smudged it on the corners of the eyes and cheeks of the person in the painting. She pulled off a little more and rubbed out the bright red flower juice, then lightly applied it on the lips. She pinched another green leaf and simply wiped it across the collar of the clothes and the jade hairpin that adorned the hair.
"Your Majesty, I have finished the painting."
“…”
Xuan Yi's gaze fell fixed on the portrait, and he raised his fingertips to gently brush across the lively eyebrows.
The person in the painting is no longer tearful and aggrieved, but shy and affectionate, looking at him with tender watery eyes, smart and charming, as if she will move in the next moment, fascinating.
Witnessing the entire process of how the finished product was created with just a few strokes, a few sweeps, and a few wipes really shocked him and opened his eyes.
Su Ci wiped her black hands with a handkerchief and tilted her head to look at the king who was in a trance.
"Your Majesty, am I not a good painter?"
Xuan Yi paused and turned his head.
The beauty in the painting was really right in front of him, with a bit more color, and her snow-white cheeks and mouth corners stained with a little charcoal ash, making her look more clear, lively, charming and alluring.
The dirty handkerchief fluttered to the ground, and Su Ci's pupils dilated slightly, reflecting the man's approaching face.
The slightly rough fingertips brushed across the corner of the mouth, causing a slight itch.
The small pink tip of the tongue touched the rosy lips, gently brushed across the man's fingertips, and immediately shrank back in fright.
Gulp.
There was a clear swallowing sound, accompanied by a gradually accelerating heartbeat.
Xuan Yi's dark eyes were covered with a strange darkness, and his moist fingertips moved slightly, touching the soft red lips.
"Hmm..."
A faint moan and gasp escaped from between the slightly exposed white teeth.
The soft slender waist was wrapped around and pulled by a long arm.
Su Ci lifted her feet off the ground and sat on the king's lap in an extremely presumptuous manner, with a scorching breath approaching.
“Hmm!”
The king's kiss was like him, strong and oppressive.
Su Ci's body stiffened instantly, and then she felt the big palms holding the back of her head and lower back loosen their grip slightly, soothing and kneading her.
“…Hmm…”
Amidst the slightly heavy breathing, the ambiguous sounds became clearer.
Her lips felt a little tingling from being sucked, and Su Ci gradually softened and laughed to herself.
A king with three palaces and six courtyards actually can't kiss.
What a profit.
Xuan Yi's mind was in ecstasy as he sucked the fragrant and soft lips, but unexpectedly the next moment, the naughty and slippery tongue swept across his lips, like pouring a bowl of strong liquor into a raging fire, causing a loud explosion!
"Uh-huh..."
The city gate was breached, and the clamoring enemy troops swarmed in instantly, invading and looting at will!
The root of Su Ci's tongue ached and she could hardly breathe. Feeling a strong reaction under her buttocks, she couldn't help but push against that burning chest.
She didn't want to do it here for the first time.
"Ho...Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Xuan Yi slightly slowed down his strength, still sucking on the incredibly soft tip of the tongue with an unsatisfied feeling. His eyes were half-closed and dark, and his big hand gripped the slender waist without any hesitation, holding the person in his arms.
"Um?"
Su Ci saved her fallen tongue, leaned on his neck and took a deep breath, moving her hips slightly, and was satisfied to hear the heavy gasp sounding in her ears.
"This, this is the study..."
Xuan Yi tilted his head and took a deep breath of the delicate fragrance on the neck. His whole body was burning hot. He put his palm down to support the soft and elastic body.
Qin Zheng, who was outside the door, was very attentive. She pursed her lips and waved at Yanyu Guyu, then saw the door being opened.
“…”
The tall king held the person in his arms with one hand, and the small soft cloth embroidered shoes were actually hanging on the king's waist!
Xuan Yi's eyes turned slightly red, and his dark emotions were about to burst out. He strode into the dormitory next door and slammed the door.
Qin Zheng took a deep breath and hurriedly asked Yanyu Guyu, whose face was flushed, to leave. She and Zhuang Yu walked to the dormitory door and stood there with their heads down, both of them with shock on their faces.
Your Majesty, who is so lonely and aloof, has ever shown such an anxious expression to others?
Moreover, this was the first time the king visited his concubines outside of Funing Palace...
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