But he found that his body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and he couldn't use any strength.
"Master..."
Ye Qiqi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and every cell in his body was paralyzed.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing responded in a low voice, gently biting the bright red color with his teeth.
Ye Qiqi's small hands involuntarily grasped the quilt under her body and straightened her toes instantly.
She wanted to say something to stop him, but all the words turned into a messy hum at the corner of her mouth.
"Don't..." Ye Qiqi was shocked when she realized what he was going to do. As soon as she said a word of rejection, a feeling of dizziness and confusion hit her overwhelmingly.
Everything in front of her eyes stopped, and all the sounds in her ears disappeared in an instant.
She only felt a white light flash in her mind, and then waves of intense and uncontrollable dizziness surged toward her crazily.
However, Mo Hanqing seemed to deliberately punish her. Every time when she was about to reach the clouds, he would move his lips and tongue and kiss her delicate and white calves.
Ye Qiqi felt as if her body was soaked in warm spring water, and the water waves washed her skin again and again. She felt like she was floating in the water, feeling dizzy, and gradually her consciousness began to scatter.
She didn't know how she fell asleep later, but she just felt that at the last moment, when every cell in her body was trembling involuntarily, her whole body was surrounded by huge indescribable joy.
Mo Hanqing lowered his head and looked at Ye Qiqi, who had fallen asleep. He was silent for a moment, then pulled the thin quilt at the foot of the bed to cover her.
Only he knew that when he tortured Ye Qiqi in various ways, he was actually torturing himself.
Her body was soft and small, and every time he could hardly restrain himself, he couldn't help but want to possess her completely.
It's just...the antidote hasn't been found yet, and he can't do that to her yet.
A drop of sweat slowly slid down Mo Hanqing's chiseled forehead.
It seemed that tonight, he would have to take a cold bath all night to extinguish the fire in his body.
After being tortured so gently and persistently by Mo Hanqing all night, it was only natural that Ye Qiqi would not be able to get up the next day.
The guards sent by Gong Mei to pick her up knocked on Ye Qiqi's door for a long time, but no one answered, so they had to stand there quietly, waiting for the young lady to wake up naturally.
In the palace, the ceremony for the new emperor's enthronement was being held step by step.
Gong Mei, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, walked slowly towards the dragon chair on the stairs covered with bright red carpets. After all, she couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the seat he specially reserved for Ye Qiqi.
All the courtiers, maids, and eunuchs around him were kneeling on the ground, prostrate and worshiping devoutly. However, the person he was longing for did not come after all.