Chapter 371 Unwanted Favor
Su Wan'er, with a dark expression, went out to greet the Emperor. "Your Majesty, I pay my respects."
Zhao Xuan expected to see a beautiful woman emerging from her bath or her alluring appearance in a light nightgown, but instead he saw a dark, smeared face. He paused and took a half-step back.
Just as he was about to call out "assassin," he realized something was off; the voice sounded familiar.
"How did you get yourself into this state?"
Before Su Wan'er could answer, he turned to the trembling palace maids beside him and scolded, "What are you doing? Go and fetch hot water!"
The two palace maids bowed and withdrew, saying, "Yes, we'll go right away."
Seeing the palace maids trembling with fear, barely daring to breathe, Su Wan'er felt sorry for them and blamed Zhao Xuan for meddling.
If he doesn't come, nothing will happen.
His arrival made everyone tremble with fear and feel unlucky!
She might have grumbled in her heart, but she dared not say it aloud, for the entire Su family lineage was on her lips.
When Zhao Xuan ascended the throne in Lin'an, it terrified her father.
Father Su felt that Su Wan'er was not suitable to stay in the harem.
She married into the Xuan Prince's household because she liked Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan acted as if he had no ambition for the throne, so he felt at ease letting her marry him.
Establishing a connection with the royal family would also benefit the Su family's business.
Unexpectedly, beneath his unassuming exterior lay hidden ambition, which led to his exile.
He was exiled but escaped a calamity; all the royals were arrested, and the throne fell to him.
Every time Su's father sent someone to deliver gifts or money to the palace, he would ask someone to pass on a message to her, telling her to be careful with her words and actions.
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood them. I was just bored and wrote something down. When I heard that Your Majesty was coming, I got excited and forgot that I had ink on my hands. I accidentally got some on my face."
"Oh, you can write? What have you written? Let me see."
Su Wan'er's heart jumped to her throat. She shook her head and waved her hand, saying, "I didn't write anything. I just doodled. It's not presentable and might offend Your Majesty's eyes."
Zhao Xuan nodded. "Your temperament has become much more stable. Starting tomorrow, you will assist Consort Liu in managing the harem."
Su Wan'er was taken aback. "Huh? Managing the harem... isn't managing the harem Yun Jiao's... Consort Yun's job?"
Seeing her stunned expression, Zhao Xuan smiled faintly.
Since ascending the throne, he has been surrounded by scheming, and the concubines in his harem are all daughters, nieces, or grandnieces of former court officials.
Every time he went to their palace, he would find ways to get them to help their fathers and brothers.
Su Wan'er asked for nothing, neither rewards nor promotions for her father and brothers to official positions. Yet, he took the initiative to bestow upon the Su family the title of Imperial Merchants and a plaque.
She was still as naive as ever, but sometimes naive people are lucky, and she ended up with a concubine position for nothing.
Two palace maids brought in two basins of hot water. "Your Highness, please sit down and let us wash your face for you."
Su Wan'er sat down next to Zhao Xuan.
A palace maid used a damp cloth to wipe all the black ink off her face.
The second palace maid stepped forward with another handkerchief.
"Let me do it." Zhao Xuan reached out to the palace maid and took the handkerchief.
Su Wan'er was terrified. What was he planning to do?
Could it be that someone in the palace informed on him, and that he knew Zhao Jiu was asking about her, so he covered her face with a handkerchief and strangled her to death?
Thinking this, she suddenly couldn't breathe and stood up in a panic, "No..."
Zhao Xuan pressed her shoulder to make her sit down, "Sit down..."
"Your Majesty, this is not appropriate. Let the palace maids do it, or let me do it myself."
Zhao Xuan used a hot, damp towel to wipe her face. "Wan'er, you suffered all the way with me in exile. You never asked me for anything, you never wanted anything. You are more sensible than them. I like you just the way you are."
Other women who are nice to him either have something in mind or are in awe of his imperial status.
She's still as silly as ever, adorably silly.
Zhao Xuan felt that her face was a little soft, so he reached out and pinched it; it was plump and soft.
Squeeze it again.
Other concubines deliberately lost weight in pursuit of a fair and slim figure, resulting in their faces becoming too fleshy.
I glanced down at her full breasts, wondering if they were as soft as this.
Since ascending the throne, it seems he has never favored her.
He suddenly remarked, "Your face is rounder than before."
Su Wan'er slapped his hand away in annoyance, feigning a coquettish tone, and said, "If you don't like it, then don't touch me."
I didn't want to see him in the first place.
He also complained that her face was round, so he thought she was fat.
So what if she's fat?
She also ate rice bought with the Su family's money.
Zhao Xuan rushed to Lin'an to ascend the throne, but he had neither manpower nor money. The soldiers fighting on the front lines needed military pay and provisions, and the palace needed expansion. Money was needed everywhere, both in the court and in the harem.
He was so poor that he had to take concubines to raise money.
The Su family donated most of their wealth to help him out of his immediate predicament.
It would be so much better to spend this money on her. Giving it to Zhao Xuan, that heartless and ungrateful wretch, is such a waste.
The farther away he goes, the better; who cares if he comes?
Su Wan'er slapped his hand away and turned her back to him slightly, not daring to look at him, her heart pounding.
Will he get angry and hit her?
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and caught a glimpse of the man's cold and gloomy eyes, and her body trembled.
Her eyes were lowered, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her little face was scrunched up, she was about to cry, and her hands secretly gripped the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white.
That's it, he'll probably have someone drag him out and behead him.
Why can't you just be more patient?
She also implicated the Su family. Father, I am so sorry. I'm leaving now. When I get to the underworld, I will prepare wine and food for you to apologize.
Zhao Xuan saw her stealing glances, like a cute little rabbit, and his gloomy expression turned into delight. "Haha..."
He reached out and picked up Su Wan'er from the chair, then sat down and pressed her onto his lap.
Su Wan'er hadn't been intimate with him for over half a year, and felt a little uncomfortable. She resisted him in her heart, pressing her hands against his chest, trying to get off him.
"W-What are you doing? Let me go, there are other people here."
She struggled and twisted her body, arousing the desire within Zhao Xuan.
Just as she was struggling to get off him.
Zhao Xuan's dark eyes surged, a hint of desire flashed in his affectionate peach blossom eyes, and his cold gaze swept over the palace servants in the hall. His voice was low and deep, "You may all step back."
"yes!"
Zhao Xuan hugged her and pinched her round little face again. After a while, the feeling changed, and his hand moved down, landing on her soft skin...
Su Wan'er shrank back, on the verge of tears, "Your Majesty, be gentle, it hurts..."
Zhao Xuan carried the person horizontally to a table to the side, his gaze falling on the papers on the table.
"Let me see what you have written."
The used papers on the table are neatly arranged, with the turtle on top.
"Slap!" Su Wan'er quickly reached out and slapped the tortoise shell with Zhao Jiu's name written on it.
I glanced at it quickly and don't know if it was covered or not.
He noticed that Zhao Xuan's gaze was fixed on the table.
She shrank back, realizing she was doomed!
She doesn't want to die!!!
Someone save her! No wonder they say serving a king is like serving a tiger.
Zhao Xuan chuckled when he saw the crooked and ugly turtle. "Ha! So you drew a turtle."
It's so ugly!
No wonder I don't let him see it; I'm afraid of embarrassing him.
"Your Majesty, I am not skilled in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. My handwriting is also poor. I know nothing. I just write whatever comes to mind for fun."
She deliberately belittled herself, hoping that Zhao Xuan would despise her and go to his talented and beautiful mistress.
Upon closer reflection, she had no merits compared to the other women in the harem.
Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable. She doesn't compare herself to others; she's the best.
Su Wan'er turned around and pushed the pile of papers away.
A large hand gripped her slender waist, pressed her against the desk, and hugged her from behind...
Su Wan'er's expression changed slightly as she turned her back to the man. "Your Highness, I haven't bathed yet. I'm sweaty and smelly..."
Zhao Xuan buried his handsome face in her neck, took a deep breath, and a sweet fragrance lingered around his nose.
"I...I sweated today, and I smell bad..."
"I don't despise you."
The sash around her waist was ripped open, and Su Wan'er screamed in fright, "Ah! Let me go..."
Zhao Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice, "What is it now?"
Su Wan'er didn't dare to say she didn't want it, "...it's pressing on my hair, boohoo."
She didn't want it and wanted to suggest that she go to another concubine.
They must be hoping for his favor.
Su Wan'er thought of another reason to avoid being favored by him.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a warm, large hand reach under her skirt...
If he were to verify it, it would be tantamount to deceiving the emperor, so she bit her lip and dared not speak.
Just pretend you were bitten by a dog.
She braced herself on the table with both hands, then her blouse opened wide, her chest tightening, "Mmm..."
Su Wan'er's round little face scrunched up in a bitter expression; she wanted to cry, sob sob sob...
Stud! Bastard!
He had so many concubines and women, yet he still couldn't satisfy her; he had to come and ruin her.
He used to have several women who never thought he was dirty; if they didn't like someone, they would find fault with everything about him. Now, she thinks he's filthy.
It's filthy, oh well! Oh well!
If she can't resist, she might as well enjoy it. He's got a good physique and is handsome, so she's not at a loss.
Just consider it as being bitten by a dog.
And that bastard Zhao Jiu hasn't come to see her in so long, he's probably already married a new wife, why should she wait for him?
She was momentarily distracted, and the man behind her noticed.
He turned her to face him, grabbed her chin, and kissed her fiercely, grinding and biting...
He kissed her until she was breathless, and after what seemed like an eternity, their lips parted.
Su Wan'er's head was spinning, as if it were filled with a lump of paste, when her chin was grabbed. "Aren't you concentrating? What are you thinking about? Hmm?"
Su Wan'er dared not say that she wanted to think about other men, so she made up an excuse, "I think Yun'er is very cute, and I also want to have a cute girl like her."
"One princess is enough. I would prefer you to give birth to a prince." Zhao Xuan lifted the person up and carried her toward the bed.
He deliberately loosened his grip a little, and the soft, delicate body clinging to him slid down.
"Ah..." Afraid of falling, Su Wan'er hooked her arms around his neck and clung tightly to him.
Zhao Xuan gently bit her earlobe, his voice low and husky, "My beloved consort, hold me tight. If you fall and get hurt, I will be heartbroken."
Su Wan'er rolled her eyes from an angle he couldn't see; she was the one who would get hurt if she fell.
He doesn't care about women at all. How could he possibly care about all these women?
"Your Majesty, would you like to go to the bed..."
Zhao Xuan teased her on purpose, carrying her around the room for half an hour.
Su Wan'er felt like she might fall at any moment, filled with shock and fear, "Ah..."
"Your Majesty, I'm tired and want to lie down..."
Zhao Xuan put the person down after he had had his fill, and then covered him up again.
Su Wan'er didn't want to do it anymore. She pushed him away, rolled into the quilt, and went to the inside of the bed. "I'm so tired, please don't come again."
Zhao Xuan was used to actively pursuing things, and this was the first time he had been pushed away.
He pulled back the covers from her, embraced her from behind, and his thin lips lingered on her earlobe and neck...
Su Wan'er, "..."
He wasn't like this before. It happened two or three times, but no more than twice.
Did I take the wrong medicine tonight?
Who exactly drugged him and caused her so much suffering?
Could it be Yun Jiaoyue?
Yes! It must be her; she drugged Zhao Xuan and angered him.
Zhao Xuan took away her imperial seal and the power to manage the harem.
Shameless! She actually used such despicable means. I must go and laugh at her tomorrow.
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