"I accidentally fell asleep, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Kangxi's legs were still numb. He carefully sat down, holding onto the chair where Youqing wasn't looking, and said, "I didn't say I blamed you. I had Liang Jiugong bring you tea and snacks. Go and have some. I'll have lunch with you after I finish reading the memorials in my hand."
After reading the memorials, Kangxi was also a little hungry, but his legs were numb. He couldn't walk with a limp, so he had no choice but to sit down and rest. It must be said that the numbness in his legs felt like a million ants tickling him, which was extremely uncomfortable.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Kangxi finished reading the memorial and his legs were no longer numb.
Emperor Kangxi instructed Liang Jiugong: "Prepare the meal!"
The Emperor Kangxi's meals at the Qianqing Palace were much more elaborate than those at the Jiangxue Pavilion. When the meal service began, Youqing felt like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, as if she had never seen the world before. Her appearance amused the Emperor, who found her quite amusing.
There weren't many things that Emperor Kangxi's "preferential treatment" could make Youqing happy, but being able to eat all kinds of delicious food was one of them. The meals carefully prepared by the imperial chefs were indeed very commendable, and Youqing ate very happily.
Emperor Kangxi also enjoyed eating with her. Youqing ate with elegance and relish, which made Emperor Kangxi's appetite return.
Youqing finished two bowls of rice with vegetables, and then drank a bowl of pork rib soup, feeling quite satisfied.
Kangxi ate a little more than her. After the meal, Kangxi was a little tired and said directly, "Stay with me for a while!"
After saying that, he took Youqing to bed without waiting for her consent.
The dragon bed in the Qianqing Palace was smaller than she had imagined. It wasn't the kind of bed where eight people could lie down and roll around. It wasn't much different from the bed in her Jiangxuexuan. The only difference was the color, a bright yellow that made Youqing feel dizzy.
Youqing was held in Kangxi's arms and fell asleep. After waking up, Kangxi continued to deal with trivial matters of state, while Youqing went back to her quarters.
In fact, Emperor Kangxi was not idle. All matters of the world, big and small, had to be brought to him for decision-making. The memorials he had to read every day could be stacked up to half a person's height.
If he gets sick one day and takes a day off, he'll make up for it double later.
In that sense, being an emperor is actually a high-level job.
The King of Hired Managers? The Emperor Working for Others?
That evening, Kangxi rested in the Qianqing Palace and did not go to the Jiangxue Pavilion, nor did he summon anyone to serve him in bed.
Another day passed, and in the evening, Kangxi went to Jiangxuexuan. After having dinner, he naturally stayed overnight at Jiangxuexuan.
On the bed, by candlelight, Kangxi lay on top of him. It was still very hot in August, and even though there were four ice basins in the room, sweat was still rolling down his forehead.
Youqing was also below, enduring the hardship. Just when Kangxi, as usual, was about to give up, Youqing placed her hand on Kangxi's back and used some force to hold down his body as he was about to leave.
Seeing her actions, Kangxi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he asked, "Is that alright?"
Youqing blushed and nodded slightly. At this point, it would be hard for both of them to endure. As for chastity and integrity, they could have their fun first.
She used to dream of a wonderful life, hoping to marry the person she loved and give herself to him on her wedding night.
After entering university, I was busy watching people around me break up and get back together. I felt that the male students my age in university were not mature enough, and I thought I would talk about it later.
Upon entering society, she found it to be even more superficial and restless, making it difficult for her to discern people's true intentions from false ones, and thus she became even more unwilling to engage with it.
She still cherishes the most beautiful longing for love. Before she transmigrated, she believed in love. However, she may have been too idealistic, which is why she has been working for a long time but is still alone. She doesn't go to bars or nightclubs and never stays out overnight.
She transmigrated and became a low-ranking concubine in the imperial harem. Strictly speaking, she became the woman of a man with many women and many children. It seemed that everything she had once insisted on had become unattainable.
She still wanted to leave the palace, and she still believed in love, but now that things had come to this, believing and believing it would happen to her were two different things.
She only hoped that one day she could go out and see the outside world.
Kangxi had no idea that the person beneath him was thinking of escaping the palace one day. He only felt that he was about to ascend to heaven, and his body and mind were at ease.
It was even more enjoyable than the first time when I was a teenager. The feeling of losing something and then finding it again brought me immense physical and mental satisfaction, which was quite different from the impulsive outbursts of my youth.
Blood fell on the plum blossom-like mark; that layer of something was broken. Youqing shed tears; things were different now.
Kangxi got his wish. Although he was excited and wished he could fight until dawn, Youqing's body could not withstand it. The second time, she could not bear it and cried out loudly.
Emperor Kangxi had never seen such a woman before. None of the concubines who served him in bed dared to act like her. As long as he wanted, no one could stop him, and they had to endure the pain.
Ironically, these cries stirred a pang of pity in Kangxi. He thought of her frail health, her inexperience, and how she had stopped so soon after her first sexual encounter, while he himself was in a state of discomfort. However, he was not truly angry.
The commotion inside the room was quite loud, and the servants guarding outside heard it and began preparing water. When they stopped completely and heard someone calling for people to come in, a group of eunuchs and maids lowered their heads and carried the water in.
By then, Youqing was so tired that she had closed her eyes. Kangxi felt extremely sorry for her and prepared hot water. He personally carried her to the bath tub.
Although he didn't get to enjoy it to the fullest, Kangxi was still happy. He had only taken a small taste, but he had certainly gotten a feel for it. There would be plenty of time in the future, and he could take his time and enjoy it to the fullest eventually.
After washing and having a new quilt put on the bed, Kangxi contentedly held the person in his arms and fell asleep.
When Youqing woke up again, she was hungry. It was still quite dark outside. Youqing felt that she should be in Kangxi's arms. She had woken up even earlier than Kangxi.
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