C91

This isn't the first time I've been to the Zhenghua Palace. The last time was when he begged me to send him back to the palace, but it was the first time I entered.

It was very big, just like the other palaces, they were all surrounded by palaces and formed a circle. In the middle, there was an open space with flowers and trees growing on it, and there was even a small path with lanterns hanging inside, it was difficult to see what was planted there. The shadows of the flowers were all over the place, and the fragrance of the flowers was so clear and cold that it seemed to have blown away a lot of my alcohol.

Why not? Sometimes, being sober is better than being drunk. Drunk can be a dream, can numb all one's senses and perception.

I am not the lazy little girl who knows nothing among the flowers in the mountains. He forced me to grow up a lot, to know a lot.

The palace maid put me in the bath, and I did not go down, let the warm water soak my tears, is my choice of road, no matter what you have to smile to go.

Mother said Zhiqiu is strong, Zhiqiu is good, good girls will find their own happiness.

When was I still young? I kept asking Mother, what was happiness?

Mother said there would be a good man with me.

Then that would be happy, that mother must be very happy, and when I said it out, my mother's eyes were so far away that I couldn't find them.

Mother, this is the definition of happiness. Zhiqiu might not be happy. He can be a good emperor, but he's not the kind of man that Zhiqiu wants.

I know what I want. I hid it in my heart and watched it silently. He was not what I wanted, but it was what I chose.

The water was so warm that my heart went numb. The palace maid helped me up, carefully scrubbed my body, then wrapped it in cotton cloth. Without clothes, she carried me to a soft warm bed.

He wasn't there, and the floor was covered with a golden glow that reflected off the golden veil like a dream. I closed my eyes and slept, leaving nothing to do with it.

He felt warm, as tight as a blanket, and his chest was close to my face, and he was intoxicated by the steady sound of his voice.

What a quiet night, this strong heartbeat drove away loneliness, so we can also quietly warm up.

He was fast asleep, but his arms were unconsciously around my waist.

However, I felt that it was inconceivable. Even though the cotton cloth on his body had been twisted into a disorderly state, it still ended up being on me. I secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but I didn't understand why he only wanted to hug me like this.

It wasn't that I was thinking too much, but he could force me to have my body in the middle of the night.

There was one more person by the pillow, and this intimacy made me feel uneasy. I slowly pulled his hand away from my waist, but he held my hand with one hand and held me to his head with the other. He rubbed his face against mine, and I was too scared to move.

His warm breath tickled my face. When he fell asleep, he was like a big child. His handsome appearance was harmless, without any of his usual arrogance.

He was fast asleep, but very restless. His hands and feet were always moving, sometimes his long legs were on top of mine, sometimes he was hugging me tightly. He was clearly drunk but he was not sleepy at all, so he opened his eyes until daybreak.

When a wisp of faint, chilly sunlight shone into the golden canopy, an eunuch called out softly from outside, "Your Majesty, it's time for the morning."

It was time for him to get up. His fingers moved and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

His burning gaze seemed to be able to see through my thin eyelids. He couldn't help but slowly pick me up with his fingers. Hearing his low laugh, he pinched my face and said, "I like you to be like a cute little cat."

With that, he moved his lips close to mine and lightly touched them, burning all my blood with a feeling of fire.

He just pecked gently, but it was enough to make my head go blank.

I couldn't wake up no matter how much he tried. The result was that he smacked me so hard on the chest that I almost cried out in pain. I could only grit my teeth.

Before he could stop, he clicked his tongue and kissed me twice on the cheek before saying, "Come in."

When the eunuch outside came in, he got out of bed and let the eunuch wait for him. He then said a few words to the eunuch, and the light tone of his voice indicated that he was in a very good mood.