Jingqing Palace.
Concubine Xian was looking up eagerly, while her personal maid Lian Qing was rushing in from the door.
"How?" Concubine Xian pretended to be calm, but in fact, she was very anxious.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is still in the study room, and it seems that he won't be recruiting anyone to sleep with him tonight." Qinglian gasped and replied.
Concubine Xian calmed down and sat back on the chair. Thinking that the other party had not recruited other concubines to sleep with her, her mood became calmer again. "How is the situation at Jingyang Palace?"
They have been in the palace for so many days, and the emperor has not hired anyone to sleep with them. How can they not feel anxious
I know that the other party has the world at heart and is busy with government affairs all day long, but it has been so long, so he should come to bless them, right
When he punished Concubine Shu for her, it showed that he still liked her a lot. He came to care for her a few days ago and let her recover from her injuries. Why didn't he recruit her to sleep with him now
"Doctor Li went to see him. He was said to have prescribed several medicines to treat typhoid fever, and also gave him a bottle of plaster to relieve pain and remove blood stasis." Lian Qing told the news he had inquired about.
"Has your Majesty gone to see her?" Concubine Xian looked at her and asked.
"Never." Lian Qing shook her head.
After hearing this, Concubine Xian's face improved a little, and she raised her eyebrows, "How many more days will Concubine Shu kneel down?"
"Go back to your Majesty, there are still ten days left."
"That's really going to hurt." Concubine Xian stood up, glanced at her, and said softly, "Bring the cream that the emperor gave me, wash it and apply it on me. Don't leave any broken skin. It left a scar.”
"Yes." Lian Qing lowered her head and followed her respectfully.
at the same time.
Song Wan had been fished out of the water by Ji Huai. Her face was bright red, and she tried to break away with a look of fear, "Your Majesty, I can walk on my own."
Ji Huai ignored her and carried her to the bed.
As soon as she put it down, Song Wan got inside. She was only casually wrapped in a coat, and the spring light was looming, which made her feel a little more frivolous.
Ji Huai also sat down beside the bed, looked at her and asked casually, "Have you taken the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor today?"
"Yes." Song Wan nodded and quietly tied his clothes.
"How's your knee injury? Let me take a look." He said and started to lift the quilt again, but Song Wan quickly stopped.
Seeing this, Ji Huai frowned.
Song Wan knew him well, and he should be a little unhappy at the moment. He never liked being rejected by others, so she put her delicate hand on the back of his hand and said softly, "I am disheveled and I dare not let the emperor see me."
"Your Majesty, can you please turn your back and let me have my clothes on before the Emperor sees me?"
Ji Huai's expression did not change and he said, "It's okay. It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I don't mind."
Song Wan actually cared about her image in his mind. After thinking for a while, she slowly stretched her legs out from the quilt.
One pair of legs were straight and slender, with smooth and delicate skin. There were large bruises on the knees, which looked painful.
Ji Huai's brows furrowed even deeper.
Song Wan was not stupid. He was willing to see her because he must have cared about her. However, he might have been a little angry, so he lowered his attitude and said, "I know that this is not the right thing to do. My sister Xian Fei has just entered the palace. I should respond accordingly." It’s better to get along with her.”
"In the past few days, I have been repenting seriously in the Sacred Heart Church. I have failed the emperor's trust in me, and I feel sad and remorseful from the bottom of my heart."
"I couldn't sleep all night, so the typhoid fever didn't go away. It made the emperor worried. It's my fault."
Because she is the second daughter, she has a sister and a brother above her. She has been a spirit since she was a child, and she often gets into trouble in the Marquis' Mansion. She can pretend to be stupid and look pitiful.
Ji Huai's deep gaze fell on her, and she couldn't guess the emotion in his eyes for a while.
He was always dignified and never had a heart-to-heart talk with her. She didn't dare to speculate on the Sacred Heart, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Everything I said is true."
"I didn't say you lied to me." Ji Huai didn't know when he had already put a bottle of plaster in his hand, put her leg on his own, opened the plaster with his slender fingers, and dabbed it on her.
Waves of coolness came from the painful place. Song Wan was so moved that his heart swelled.
He is a noble person and needs to be served by others. She will make some troubles in private, but she doesn't dare to go overboard. She mostly serves him. Sometimes when he is in a good mood, she will be very satisfied if he just obeys her.
He lowered his head and had a clear face, which reminded her of the wedding day, when she lifted the hijab and saw him. Thinking back on it, the throbbing in her heart never lessened.
This handsome and charming man is her husband.
Song Wan looked at him for a while, and said in a serious and sincere tone, "The emperor is already busy with government affairs, and I have caused trouble to the emperor. I feel that I am extremely sorry for the emperor. From tomorrow on, I will be more sincere in correcting my mistakes and copying the Bible as punishment. Ten times.”
"There's no need to copy." Ji Huai didn't look up, but dipped a little more plaster on his fingertips and applied it on the other side.
Song Wan said this just now because he wanted to express his determination to repent and hoped that he would not leave a bad impression, but he was somewhat willing to retreat in order to advance.
When he said this, she gently bit her glossy red lips. When he applied the plaster on her again, her whole face wrinkled, she hissed, and she retracted her feet slightly.
Ji Huai raised his head to look at her. Song Wan had a delicate look on her face, her eyes were still wet, and she was delicate and heart-wrenching.
She has always been aware of her advantages. When it comes to sex, she is very good at pleasing him, and she can always make him feel a little distressed and pity her even more.
Unexpectedly, the strength of Ji Huai's hand increased slightly. This time, Song Wan was really hurt. Her beautiful eyes suddenly turned red and her eyelashes trembled slightly, making her look even more pitiful.
"You still know it hurts? I see your temper, so you should calm down." Ji Huai's hand did not weaken, and the pain made her eyes wet, but she did not dare to say anything.
The emperor was indeed angry with her.
"There was an argument while standing on the steps of the palace. A large group of palace maids and eunuchs were watching and wanted me to uphold justice." Ji Huai said in a deep voice, "If something happens to you, who do you want me to answer to? Should I punish you or should I punish you? Not punishing you?"
Song Wan buried his head and spoke softer and softer, "I know I made a mistake, there will be no next time."
She just threw her hand away unintentionally, and Concubine Xian couldn't stand still. It was just a few inconsequential arguments, and she was careless.
"Now is different from the past, and I can't explain it." Ji Huai said helplessly.
Song Wan grabbed the quilt on one side. She naturally knew that he wanted to give an explanation to the Wang family and to Concubine Xian.
The Song family was in decline, and the Wang family was in prosperity, so the virtuous concubine must be favored.
"Everyone is watching helplessly, how can I protect you? That will only put you in an unnecessary situation." Ji Huai put down one of her legs and put the other on his lap, "You really have to order me A dizzy 'witch concubine'?"
Before he finished speaking, Song Wan suddenly looked up at him, his eyes clear, and he shook his head quickly.
Ever since he entered the Prince's Mansion and then the palace, he had never had any other concubine besides her. It was rumored in the court that she was a "demon concubine" and favored the Sixth Palace. Only she knew that she was not.
She was not that capable of making the Holy Emperor dizzy, but she just felt that he might treat her a little differently.
"Then in the future, you can't act recklessly and expose others, do you understand?" Ji Huai put away the plaster and put it aside.
Song Wan couldn't help but leaned over, stretched out her arms to hug him, nestled in his arms, raised her eyes, her eyes full of tenderness, "Then the emperor, don't be angry with me."
"I'm not angry with you." Ji Huai put his hand on her back, patted her gently, and said softly, "I've been busy dealing with the bandits' disturbance these past few days. I'll come to see you after I finish dealing with it tonight. "
Song Wan pressed her face against his chest and said after a while, "Although my sisters have not yet adapted to the palace, I did not deliberately argue with Xian Fei's sister. It was just unintentional. I didn't know that my sister could not stand firm." , so I fell back, and I was wronged."
She didn't want to kneel down as punishment. If she continued like this, her knees would be injured.
"Be careful in the future and ignore her." Ji Huai said without thinking too much.
"Yeah." Song Wan nodded, feeling that he cared more about her, but still wanted to kneel down. However, he didn't say it, and she didn't dare to mention it again, which seemed to be an improper attitude in admitting his mistake.
She lay motionless in his arms for a long time, coveting the warmth.
After a while, Ji Huai gently pulled her up and said, "It's getting late, my beloved, please rest early."
Just as he was about to stand up, Song Wan subconsciously reached out to hold his hand, looking anxious, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"
Are you going to go to another palace to recruit someone to sleep with you now
"I'm going back to the imperial study, there are still government affairs to deal with," he replied.
"It's getting late now, can the Emperor handle it tomorrow?" Song Wan felt sorry for him, and held his hand with the other hand, saying softly, "Maybe the Emperor will get up early tomorrow, and I will ask the Emperor to get up."
Ji Huai did not leave in the end and stayed at Jingyang Palace.
Song Wan lay in his arms with a slight smile on her lips. She had selfish motives. On the one hand, she wanted to keep him and was really happy to be with him. On the other hand, she needed to consolidate her position and not be looked down upon by others. Jingyang Palace looks down on the Song family to prevent others from adding insult to injury.
"Your Majesty." She stood up slightly in his arms, the corners of her eyes curved into crescent moons, and reached out to uncover his clothes, her beautiful eyes were so seductive.
"Isn't it true that you are still recovering from the cold?" Ji Huai asked her.
"Then I can also serve the emperor." When he came and came in the past, he would have sex every time. Since he stayed, she had to serve him.
"Go to sleep." Ji Huai grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
Song Wan was stiff all over, feeling sad and a little uneasy, "I didn't think it through well. I took the medicine today and I feel much better. I thought it would not be passed on to the emperor, so I spoke."
She was afraid that he would dislike her.
"How can my body be as delicate as yours? If you rest better, you can recover better tomorrow." He looked down at her and chuckled, "You think you can do it, I think you have such a delicate body. If you can’t do it, you still have to show off.”
Song Wan's face suddenly warmed up, and when he remembered the past scenes, it turned crimson, and she shyly hid in his arms.
He invited her to sleep with him several times a month. In the end, she always couldn't bear it, but he was not greedy and did not force her.
The two of them didn't speak anymore. After a while, Song Wan heard the even breathing of the person next to him.
She was not sleepy. Only at this time did she stare at him more openly. The emperor was handsome, although he was always distant and majestic. He rarely spoke sweet words to her or coaxed her, but she still felt that he was the best person in the world. The best man.