The only way to escape is to drink the glass of wine in front of you.
With her palms clenched tightly in her sleeves, Shen Fu took a few deep breaths, but in the end she still didn't dare.
His Majesty's purpose is too obvious.
Obviously without any disguise.
If Chen Fu still doesn't know His Majesty's purpose, then she is too stupid.
However, what she could never figure out in her heart was why the Emperor wanted her to get drunk.
"I think this wine is too strong. Can I not drink it?"
Shen Fu took a deep breath and took the wine cup handed over by His Majesty with one hand.
But she didn't put it close to his mouth, but tried to avoid it: "If Your Majesty wants to know something, I will tell you everything. Why do you have to be so obvious and get me drunk?"
Xiao Yu did not hide what he had done, so he knew that he could not hide it from Shen Fu.
But he looked at Shen Fu's face.
There was no sign of compromise in those eyes, yet there was a hint of helplessness.
Shen Fu met the look in those eyes and felt only surprise.
She couldn't figure out what the person with those eyes was thinking.
Should I let her go or hold on to her?
Before Shen Fu could react, a hand in front of her had already pressed down on her waist.
"I really can't do anything to you."
As His Majesty spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.
The hands on her waist tightened, and Shen Fu wanted to escape but found it was too late.
The palm pressing on her waist made it impossible for her to escape, and then the strong force pressed down on her.
His thin lips fell on hers, and His Majesty's breath was hot and domineering.
The oppressive breath was suppressed, followed by the pungent smell of alcohol.
By the time Shen Fu's mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol, it was too late.
The wine flowed down her thin lips into her throat bit by bit.
Soon, a blush gradually appeared on her hot cheeks.
"Come again!" Xiao Yu's palm refused to let Chen Fu go. After pouring a glass of wine into his throat, another full glass came out the next moment.
He did this three or four times in a row, lips to lips, pouring all the wine in his mouth down Shen Fu's throat without a drop left.
The struggling body gradually softened.
Chen Fu's weak body softened into a puddle of water, and she lay timidly and weakly in Xiao Yu's arms.
"My beloved?"
Xiao Yu looked down at that charming and seductive face, and his calm eyes gradually became hot and crazy.
He picked up Shen Fu and gently held her in his arms.
"My beloved."
He thought about how she looked in her dream, and looked at Chen Fu expectantly and quietly.
"How did you take the initiative in your dream just now?"
In her sleep, Shen Fuzhang only felt that the gaze of the man in front of her was too scorching.
She was so frightened that she dared not open her eyes.
In a dream?
Shen Fuchu was still thinking carefully at first, what dream?
She hadn't had any dreams recently, and she hadn't told His Majesty what she had dreamed about.
But the next moment, the emotions in my mind flashed before my eyes.
After waiting for a long time, Shen Fu felt extremely frightened.
That so-called dream.
Chen Fu's eyes trembled slightly. Could this be a dream that His Majesty had?
The person holding Shen Fu did not notice that Shen Fu's eyes had opened.
Or perhaps, even if it was Zhiyu, Xiao Yu wouldn't care.
He held the person in his arms.
His palms clenched tightly inch by inch, he raised his hand to open the curtain and strode towards the gauze curtain.
There is a different world behind the curtain.
There are no beds in the Qianqing Palace. This is the place where memorials are reviewed. The only bed is the small bed that the Emperor uses for naps.
Apart from this, there are no other beds.
Sometimes, when concubines came to sleep with the emperor, it was in the side hall where there was a bed.
Now, the curtains were opened, and a new bed appeared in front of the two of them.
The carved red lacquered bunk bed is not made of any particularly expensive material.
It seems a little out of place in this magnificent Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Shen Fu was drunk, with only a trace of sobriety still remaining. But when she looked at the bunk bed, she felt that it was somewhat familiar.
Why did she feel like she had never seen this bed before?
Shen Fu blinked, and in an instant she was placed on the bed.
When Xiao Yu stood up, he saw Shen Fu's confused eyes.
The moment he straightened his back, Xiao Yu let out a faint laugh from his throat: "Not drunk yet?"
Shen Fu bit her tongue and raised her head with a pair of confused eyes.
The hand then fell on Shen Fu's chin, and the fingertips gently stroked Shen Fu's cheek: "It seems that you are drunk."
Even men couldn't do anything about his drinking. Chen Fu, an ordinary woman, had already drunk three or four cups.
No matter how good your alcohol tolerance is, it is probably difficult for you to be sober.
Just as His Majesty had guessed, Chen Fu was indeed drunk.
But I was always worried and kept pinching myself to keep myself rational.
But his eyes were hazy, and even without speaking, one could tell that he was drunk.
"It's good to be drunk. I just want you to be drunk."
Xiao Yu stroked Chen Fu's head tenderly with his fingers.
The action was so gentle, and so inconsistent with the words that were spoken.
"Only after I get drunk will I know whether this is a dream or not."
What kind of dream was His Majesty talking about?
Shen Fu kept guessing in her mind, but she had no clue at all.
At this moment, someone pulled him up from the bed.
She had drunk some wine and was very drunk, and her steps seemed to be walking on cotton.
The whole person was staggering.
Chen Fu was supported by Xiao Yu's hands so that she didn't fall down.
"My beloved?"
From the moment she got drunk, His Majesty called her these two words.
Chen Fu felt uncomfortable after hearing this, and waved at the emperor's Fang Qi under the influence of alcohol: "I'm not!"
The word "beloved concubine" is too general. Your Majesty can use this word to refer to anyone.
Shen Fu didn't like to hear it.
But she was drunk again, and with a little clarity of mind, she had no choice but to swing her hand and slap His Majesty in the face.
"I, I'm Afu."
Shen Fu stammered as the hand stroked her cheek like a feather.
Xiao Yu didn't realize how much pain it was.
Instead, I felt an itch wherever she touched.
He reached out and grabbed Shen Fu's hand, and put a little more force on his palm: "My beloved concubine, I turned over your card today."
Does His Majesty want her to sleep with him?
Chen Fu felt dizzy and would have fallen down if His Majesty hadn't supported her.
But she heard the words "serve in the bedchamber" clearly.
If you just want to sleep with her, there's no need to get her drunk.
Even if she was drunk. If His Majesty wants it, is it possible that she will refuse?
The voice in Shen Fu's throat was low.
He stuttered, but kept repeating the word "Afu".
But Xiao Yu just had to go against her.
His fingertips gently stroked Shen Fu's cheek, but he still called out, "My beloved concubine."
No, or rather, he was calling out to the other person who appeared in his dream by shouting "my beloved concubine".
"My dear, it's your turn to sleep with me today."
Shen Fu felt her head throbbing, but she still reacted when she heard these words.
Sleep with the emperor.
Yes, what does it mean for a concubine to sleep with you?
Chen Fu followed her memory and took action. She looked at the Emperor in front of her with confused and chaotic eyes.
He stretched out his hand and slowly unbuttoned the buttons on His Majesty's collar with his fingertips.
"I...I will serve you in bed."
She was drunk, but she knew the order.
Standing on tiptoe, Ye Zhiqiu first unbuttoned His Majesty's collar, and then moved down along the collar little by little.
Xiao Yu stood in front of Shen Fu, facing Shen Fu's confused eyes, and felt that something was wrong.
No, that's not it.
Even if Shen Fu was drunk. But her familiarity with him was still there in her memory.
I'm not afraid at all.
Or, it's hard to describe it as fear.
The two of them were too familiar with each other, not like the frightened little white rabbit in the dream.
Thinking of her pitiful appearance in the dream.
Xiao Yu's eyes half-narrowed, and a bad thought rose in his heart.
"My beloved, if you serve me well, I will reward you handsomely. If you do not serve me well, I will punish you."
Only the drunk Shen Fu could hear what Zuo Xu said, but Xiao Yu was not nervous at all when he said this.
Only the drunk Shen Fu blinked.
His hands trembled and he almost unbuttoned the button.
Xiao Yu only felt his throat tighten, but didn't notice any pain.
But the words he opened subconsciously turned into a scolding.
“Bold!”
His face was gentle, but his tone was stern.
Shen Fu was so scared that her hands were shaking.
"Your Majesty?" The drunk man raised his head and the shadow of the person in front of him was swaying in front of him.
Shen Fu didn't even know whether this fierce voice was real or fake.
"You hurt me."
Xiao Yu frowned and forced himself to resist touching Chen Fu's face.
His calm eyes fell on Shen Fu's face. He glanced at her lightly and said, "If you can't serve me well, then there's no need to serve me."
His Majesty's tone fell, and his stern tone sounded like a reprimand.
Chen Fu felt her hands were empty, and then the person in front of her was about to jump out.
"No……"
Chen Fu only felt that her palms were empty, and the person in front of her was about to leave her sight in the next moment.
"Long live the Lord."
If you do well, you will be rewarded; if you do not do well, you will be punished.
These words kept tumbling through her drunken mind, and Shen Fu felt a panic in her heart.
Looking at the figure in front of me that is going away.
Chen Fu felt a sense of disappointment in her heart, and subconsciously followed behind him.
"Long live...Long live the Lord..."
Chen Fu stumbled and hugged the thin waist of the woman in front of her.
He pressed his face against the back and said, "Your Majesty, please don't be so long."
Xiao Yu looked at the fingertips that were tightening little by little around his waist.
He lowered his head and glanced lightly.
There was a determined smile in his eyes.
Fruit.
He chuckled and looked at the hand clasped around his waist.
He knew that Shen Fu would come.
Xiao Yu chuckled and turned his head. His eyebrows fell on Shen Fu's face, with a smug smile in his eyes: "Then you have to be obedient later."
He turned around and held the person in his arms.
She gently embraced him in her arms, and her voice was slow and seductive: "Do whatever I tell you to do."
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