Fang Shu was stunned for a moment, "How can I sleep when tied up?"
Yin Fei's eyes were clear, without any distracting thoughts, "I sleep well and don't make trouble."
Fang Shu was still a little hesitant, she would wear it on the emperor at night, isn't this cheating herself
But the emperor's meaning was obvious, he was very persistent, just wanted to try.
If it can really cure his insomnia, Fang Shu can sacrifice a little time to coax him to sleep.
And she was going to fall in love with him, the most important thing is, tie him up, he can't do anything he wants, she is safe.
Whether innocence exists or not, you just know it yourself, it doesn’t matter if you don’t listen to or read what others say.
Fang Shu considered for a long time, but still agreed, took the hair tie from his hand, and said, "Come with me."
She dragged her overly long cloak and swung it upstairs, followed by the emperor.
Sometimes when mopping the floor in a big way, he even helped her carry it.
Fang Shu went to the second floor, hesitating between her own room and the room next door reserved for the emperor, should the emperor sleep next door, or sleep in her bed
Obviously, she wanted the emperor to sleep next door, but she was not so open, and she also let the emperor sleep in her bed at night, the difference was huge.
What if the emperor misunderstood her and thought she was a casual woman
Ancient times were a conservative place. Once you were labeled as frivolous, your life would be over and you would be immersed in a pigsty.
This era is too demanding for women.
Fang Shu finally chose the next door. She had already made the bed next door and everything was ready. The emperor also said that those external conditions are secondary, the main thing is that she stays with him.
Fang Shu lit the lamp, lifted the quilt and patted the bed. Without her reminding, the emperor had already taken off his shoes and socks and went to bed, the quilt covered his chest, and his hands stretched above his head.
There was a row of wooden braces over the head, and he wanted her to tie him to it
It's a bit hard to raise your hands above your head, and you have to keep it overnight, and the blood circulation will not be able to survive the next day, and you will be stiff.
After thinking about it, Fang Shu took one of his hands and wrapped it around a hair band. The hair band was very long. She compared the distance, as long as the emperor's two hands don't touch each other, and her mouth can't bite the rope, she can't untie it. , other things don't matter, so the conditions can be relaxed a little bit, let him move slightly.
After one hand was tied, Fang Shu removed the hair band on top of his head and went to tie his other hand. The other hand was in the bed. If he wanted to tie it up, he could only climb onto the bed.
Fang Shu glanced at the emperor lying on it, and paused.
The emperor closed his eyes, as if to make it easier for her.
After hesitating for a moment, he still climbed over, stepped over the emperor's body, and tied the rope on the other side, and quickly came down after finishing everything.
Looking back at his masterpiece, he laughed out loud, the emperor looked like a kidnapped man, with his hands spread far apart in a straight line.
At this time, if she said robbing money or robbing sex, it would be more like it.
The emperor didn't take it seriously, and only asked when she was laughing, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing?" Fang Shu sat on the bedside, took an old-fashioned fan, and fanned him.
I don't know if it was because he was tired or the quilt was too thick, but he was sweating on his forehead.
"Go to sleep." Fang Shu said while fanning, "I'll be with you."
Yin Fei looked up and looked into her eyes, "What about you?"
Usually he looked down at her from above, Fang Shu had to raise her head to look at him, but now it was the other way around, her neck felt comfortable for a while.
"I'll watch over you." There's no other place to sleep here.
Yin Fei shook her hand, "You tie me inside."
Did he think he was something
If you say tie it inside, you can tie it inside, but the bed is quite big. The emperor seems to have considered this problem a long time ago, and slept on the inside, but the person who tied him up was Fang Shu. Fang Shu was afraid that his hands would be uncomfortable, so she stretched out tied.
The emperor did not speak the whole time, and cooperated silently.
Now that the ties are all tied up, it's one thing for Fang Shu to be too lazy to move, and it's another thing for her not to want to sleep with the emperor. It's still the same sentence, it's not so open, this distance is already her maximum limit.
But the emperor looks like this...
As if waiting for someone to bully, Fang Shu suddenly pointed at his face and said, "There's something on your face, I'll help you get it off."
Yin Fei didn't speak, her gaze followed her hand.
At first, the hand wiped it seriously, as if there was something there, and after wiping it, it showed its original shape, and suddenly pinched his face, smiling happily.
"I didn't pinch enough last time, so I'll make up for it this time." I thought there would be a violent struggle, and my hands were ready, and he pressed his chest whenever he made a movement, but to his surprise, the emperor didn't move, and any She squeezed.
Same as last time, the skin on the face is so fine and smooth that I can't pinch it. It hasn't been held for two seconds, and it has already slid down.
It seemed embarrassing to pinch again, Fang Shu coughed and withdrew the sinful hand.
Speaking of them, who is more like a hooligan
It feels like it's her, because she is the one who touches the emperor every time, and the emperor has always been very disciplined.
You must think she is a very frivolous woman, right
Fang Shu restrained herself a bit, sat upright, fanned him, and hummed a lullaby like a child while fanning.
The emperor had little resistance in the soft and melodious voice, and soon fell asleep.
Fang Shu felt it, she stopped singing, and like an experienced veteran of coaxing children to sleep, she whispered in his ear before he was about to wake up, "I won't leave."
In fact, he had already run away and went to sleep next door. After a while, he felt that he was not very authentic.
After thinking about it, he dug out an old mat, carefully spread it on the floor next door, and then brought two quilts and pillows, one on top and one on the bottom, and laid it on the floor to guard him.
After falling asleep in the middle of the night, it slipped on him without accident, glanced at the hands tied to the head of the bed, and gave up struggling.
Fortunately, I thought about it first. The emperor's hands have a wide range of motion, and there is no problem. This posture seems to be quite comfortable. Anyway, Fang Shu fell asleep quickly.
Before going to bed, I was still thinking, he didn't seem to have eaten, so I must let him finish eating tomorrow morning before leaving.
When she returned to her body, she planned to fall asleep in one breath, but a thunderstorm sounded, and Fang Shu was awakened by the sound.
If there is one, there will be two, and soon there will be continuous sound of thunder, rumbling, lightning is also quite scary, and rain is pouring in.
The window that was closed just now belonged to her next door. This window has not been closed yet, so closing it can make people feel more at ease.
Fang Shu got up with difficulty, lifted the candle rope that was almost doused with wax oil, poured out the wax oil inside, and went to close the window.
Fang Shu was startled when she found a person sitting on the bed just after closing the door. She took a closer look and found out that it was the emperor.
"What's wrong with you?" He didn't know when he sat up, because the rope was tied loosely, so he could prop himself up, "There was no sound at all, it scared me to death, you know?"
Yin Fei's eyes fell on her.
Fang Shu just took down the pole that supports the window, she let go of her hand in fright, the pole fell to the ground, she bent down to pick it up.
Yin Fei also looked down.
She straightened up, put the stick in the corner, and Yin Fei's eyes fell on the corner. Wherever she went, his eyes followed her, and he didn't speak, like sleepwalking.
Another thunder rang outside the window, illuminating the whole room. Fang Shu keenly noticed that his face was pale, his fingers were tightly grasping the bed sheet and hairband, and his palms turned white.
"You don't know..." Some couldn't believe it, "Are you afraid of thunder?"
In autumn, there is a lot of rain and thunderstorms. It rains almost twice in three days. Sometimes the weather is obviously good, but it is not good at night.
Especially late at night, I haven't stopped much in the past few days.
Fang Shu's mind flashed, and she suddenly understood why he had insomnia.
Busy, worrying about state affairs is an excuse, because I am afraid of thunder.
No wonder, I remember that he was very busy before, but he never suffered from insomnia and went to bed on time every day.
In fact, she was not always on time every day, and sometimes she would be absent for a day or two. Fang Shu always thought it was because she was busy with state affairs and didn't sleep. Now it seems that she didn't know the emperor well, and he was absent because of thunder and rain.
It always felt as if he had discovered some of his great secrets.
It is incredible that he is afraid of thunder.
Because it was winter when it was worn on him, and it was spring when I met him. This spring was fine, basically it only rained, and there was not much thunder, so she didn't pay attention to this small detail, and it didn't seem too late to find out now.
"It's normal to be afraid of thunder, and I'm also afraid of it." It's just that no one is so afraid, and he is afraid that he will be ashamed to admit it, so he said so.
"When I was young..." Yin Fei licked her dry lips to make her voice less hoarse, "Someone hung a dead body under my window."
He looked at the light constantly coming in from the window, and said, "It's also this day, this season."
So when it comes to this season, this kind of day, he will think of the dead body with the head separated from the body.
Fang Shu frowned, "Who is so bad?"
"It's the mother's old rival, the father's imperial concubine." The hands gripping the bed sheet tightened, "She once used this trick to write a good handwriting, and the second brother who was very fond of the father was so scared that he could no longer write. …”
Even now, he still can't move the pen, and his hands shake when he writes, just like he suffers from insomnia when he comes to this season.
It rains and thunders every now and then, and the place is full of humidity. Water vapor gathers in the porch all the year round, and the wind pours in from the windows. Just like that day, autumn is really a season that people don't like.
Fang Shu understood, "So I repeat the old plan and try to scare you like that?"
Although he survived, he was still young at that time, leaving a psychological shadow.
The shadow of childhood is also difficult to remove when you grow up, because you have grown up with it.
"Yeah." That was her usual method, it didn't hurt anyone, but it made people no longer dare to fight with her son.
It's a pity that he still didn't fight his mother, and was poisoned to death in the cold palace by her mother, and his son went with her.
The harem has always been cruel, with the strong preying on the weak and life-and-death struggles. It should be said that where there are people, there are swords and swords.
So he will only have one queen in the future, and he will not let her fight for it, and the throne can only be inherited by her son, so there is no need to worry about it every day, and he can't sleep well.
Fang Shu walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand, "Do you want a hug?"
The emperor looked over with pupils that looked like ink, and stared at her for a long time, until Fang Shu felt guilty, and her hands trembled slightly, because she was too tired to hold them.
I don't know how long I held this position? A shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Fang Shu raised her head and found him gently covering her.
The stiff hands moved, and they hugged him vaguely. The two of them were not close together, but enough to transfer heat.
"It's okay now, I'll be with you."