Chapter 188 How many more times does he want to?
Pei Siyan stared at her alluring red lips and continued to coax, "Yi'er, call out a few more times."
His voice was low and husky, full of affection, enveloping her tightly. His aggressive gaze, like silk threads and a net, locked her firmly, not allowing her to be distracted.
Dou Wenyi's eyes welled up with tears, and she bit her lip, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
She seemed to be bewitched by him, her voice breaking and trembling, "Sanlang!"
The next instant, the man leaned down and his hot breath invaded her lips and tongue, wantonly plundering the taste between her teeth. His kiss was urgent and fierce, as frenzied as a storm, and her entire lips were swollen as if he had sucked them.
Between rapid breaths, the man's low, husky voice escaped his lips, "Yi'er, I want you..."
I'm going crazy thinking about it!
Dou Wenyi's face flushed, and she listened with a pounding heart, feeling as if she were doomed.
His body had already changed, burning with desire and ready to pounce. His calloused fingertips caressed her back and waist, stroking and teasing her relentlessly, causing her to tremble uncontrollably and her chest to heave violently...
Since she entered the Eastern Palace, although they have not held a grand wedding, they have shared a bed every day. As he said, they have already done the most intimate things. But tonight, does he really want to take the final step?
"If you don't object, I'll take that as a yes. Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
The imposing and powerful body enveloped her, and Dou Wenyi felt a surge of panic. Her fair hands gripped the quilt tightly, and her gaze drifted to the window.
Suddenly, a violent storm broke out...
After an unknown amount of time, the storm swept away the clouds, and the boudoir finally returned to peace.
Pei Siyan held her close, his mind still wandering...
Dou Wenyi rested her head on his shoulder, her body limp and her breathing still a little unsteady.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses and whispered, "Yi'er, shall we... try again?"
Upon hearing this, her expression instantly changed. Was this even human language?
How many more times do he need to think about it?
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Chaohua Hall.
After several days of medication, Dou Wenyi took Jingyu's pulse and examined him carefully again.
"The recovery is going well. In a few more days, you will be able to get out of bed, but you must avoid running and jumping, and you should continue taking the herbal medicine."
Jingyu had already learned the general outline of the matter from Chiyan and the others, and was extremely grateful. "Your Highness, I will repay your kindness tenfold."
“Jingyu, you were injured while saving His Highness the Crown Prince, so it is only right that I save you.” Dou Wenyi smiled faintly and picked up her pen to readjust the prescription.
Pei Siyan's lingering gaze fell on her hand holding the pen; slender, fair, and delicate like an orchid—truly a pair of exceptionally skillful hands…
“Your Highness, you are right. We are husband and wife, and if anyone owes a debt, it is I who owe her.”
They have a long life ahead of them; he will repay them slowly in the future.
Jingyu naturally sensed the subtle atmosphere between the two and nodded tactfully.
Eunuch Anxi bowed as he entered. "Your Highness, Consort Sheng is here again, requesting an audience outside!"
Pei Siyan frowned slightly, "I won't see her!"
Dou Wenyi put down her pen and said sincerely, "Your Highness, you have refused her entry for several days in a row. It may not be good if this gets to His Majesty's ears."
Even though Pei Siyan repeatedly stated that there was nothing between him and Sheng Xiyue, no one could predict how things would develop in the future. Even if Sheng Xiyue didn't exist, there might be someone else.
She didn't want to interfere in his private affairs.
Pei Siyan felt irritated and said in a resentful tone, "Fine, then let's meet, but you have to stay here with me."
Dou Wenyi pursed her lips; she had no desire to watch their performance.
As soon as she stepped out of Chaohua Palace, she saw Sheng Xiyue dressed in white, serene and elegant, with clear eyes like autumn water, standing quietly under the corridor.
"The Crown Princess has also come to see His Highness?"
Sheng Xiyue smiled and curtsied to her, but her jade-like hands, hidden in her sleeves, were already clenched tightly.
Dou Wenyi smiled gently and said, "Yes."
At this moment, Eunuch Anxi came out and said, "Your Highness said it's too cold and he was worried you'd catch a cold, so he specially asked this old servant to bring you a hand warmer."
The young eunuch immediately handed over the hand warmer respectfully.
The Wutong Garden is just a few steps away from the Chaohua Palace. Why is there any need to be so careful? Why did Pei Siyan have to go to such lengths?
Sheng Xiyue felt a pang of sadness, but smiled and said, "Your Highness treats the Crown Princess with deep affection and thoughtfulness, which is truly enviable."
Dou Wenyi sighed inwardly, "Is that so? Everyone chooses their own path."
Sheng Xiyue was a perceptive and intelligent woman. In the imperial harem, how many women could remain calm and undisturbed, without vying for favor or jealousy? Jealousy and rivalry were inevitable.
Even a small action by the emperor can arouse the jealousy of the concubines and lead to endless schemes.
I really hoped that Sheng Xiyue could be an exception, but unfortunately things didn't go as planned.
——
The good news of the Crown Prince's recovery quickly spread throughout the court, and the upright and loyal officials wept with joy and excitement.
In addition, the case of Gu Zixiao, the transport commissioner of Jianghuai, who forged a shipwreck and embezzled grain, is getting bigger and bigger.
This official, who once held real power in the Jianghuai region, had more than twenty so-called "ship sinking incidents" during his tenure all turned out to be fabricated. This incident also implicated old cases of corruption in several granaries in Yuanfeng and Yongfeng.
The Ministry of Justice had already verified his actual crimes, but before they could be investigated further, Gu Zixiao committed suicide in prison. Rumors circulated that he left behind an account book detailing the bribes he had given to officials in the court over the years.
For a time, officials in the court were all in danger, and the sound of wind and the whispers of cranes made them see enemies everywhere.
After the court session, Minister of Revenue Jiang quickened his pace to catch up with Shen Yanzhou, his expression worried.
"...Brother Shen, you are a close advisor to the Emperor. Do you wish to inquire about something?"
Shen Yanzhou's expression was inscrutable, as if he could see right through him. "What is it?"
Recently, Prince Rui has been frequently contacting various powerful and influential families, and his efforts have begun to bear fruit. The Anguo Duke's Mansion, Yongchang Marquis's Mansion, Wu'an Earl's Mansion, Xu Family, Sheng Family, and others have all proactively repaid the Ministry of Revenue.
Those nobles who were usually so arrogant were now like frightened birds, terrified of being implicated in Gu Zixiao's case. They keenly sensed the shift in the political climate at court and began to proactively repay their debts to preserve their titles.
Minister Jiang clearly had something to hide and was afraid that the shipwreck case would implicate him, which is why he wanted to inquire about it from him.
"I heard that Gu Zixiao committed suicide in prison... and left behind an account book. They were colleagues, Shen Da, could you tell us more?"
Minister Jiang's expression was solemn, and his eyes were filled with undisguised fear. "That is the Book of Life and Death. There is no way to verify it after death. It is impossible to tell whether it is true or false."
Shen Yanzhou stared at him with a half-smile, "Lord Jiang, there's no need to make a fuss. Even if this ledger really exists, as long as you have a clear conscience, there's nothing to worry about."
Jiang Shangshu looked distressed and was speechless, choked by his words.
How could he not worry?
Gu Zixiao is his subordinate. What if he really keeps a record of everything he's done over the years...?
He dared not even think about it. These days he couldn't eat or sleep properly, feeling as if a sword was hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.
Prince Rui was busy meeting with powerful families to collect debts owed to the court, completely disregarding their lives.
No, he still needs to go and discuss this with Prime Minister Meng.
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