Wang Qiang was very conflicted in her heart. The moment she let Zhao Changqing pick her up, she buried her head in his chest and was too shy to see anyone.

The etiquette education she had learned since she was a child told her that men and women should not be intimate. But now, the man holding her is the most noble person in the world. He has supreme rights and is a man with great ambitions.

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Therefore, she did not dare to resist.

I can't even think of any resistance.

Your Majesty's chest is really thick.

Compared with those scholars who look weak and weak, he is very different.

In his body, you can see an elegant temperament, and you can also feel a domineering and safe feeling that no one dares to resist.

Will I belong to this man in this life?

He is the emperor, he is so high, I should feel honored, right?

Why, I feel an awkward feeling from the bottom of my heart?

The shyness, embarrassment, disrespect, and feeling of being conquered make it difficult for me to express...

Zhao Changqing didn't know that she had so many worries in her heart right now. He just felt that everyone in the world belonged to him, and there was currently a shortage of people in the harem.

The maid led the way to Wang Qiang's boudoir, where she knelt down and did not dare to speak.

Wang Qiang is familiar with every plant and tree in the Wang family. Even if she buries her head in Zhao Changqing's chest, she can still feel that this is the front of her boudoir.

Without saying a word, Zhao Changqing kicked open the door, placed Wang Qiang on the bed, and then pressed on her.

The two of them were in close contact, with no distance between them. In the silence, each other's heartbeats could be heard.

When the maid saw the emperor entering, she closed the door and stepped aside.

Wang Qiang's boudoir is very unique, with all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and paintings. The whole room is filled with a strange fragrance of ink, which is also mixed with Wang Qiang's body fragrance.

Now she is not only afraid of what is going to happen next, but also gradually looking forward to it, yes, looking forward to it.

Being conquered by the man in front of her should be what a woman wishes in her heart.

At this moment, her body began to soften. Under Zhao Changqing's pressure, every part of her skin began to melt like water. Not only did her face turn red, but her breathing began to gradually become heavier.

She never thought that one day, she would give herself away without getting married.

Although she was a little regretful and unwilling, she did not dare to say it openly, and the fear in her heart added a bit of strong emotion between the two.

But then I thought about it, the man in front of me was the emperor!

Thinking about the fact that she would be his woman from now on, she was a little excited, but more at a loss.

She turned her head to the side, not daring to look directly at Zhao Changqing, but he was very tough and said: "Put your head straight and let me take a good look!"

Wang Qiang was startled. Thinking about what was about to happen next, she became more and more frightened. Gradually, tears filled her eyes. When she looked at Zhao Changqing, her heart was filled with the feeling of a little woman.

Infinite tenderness and timidity.

These tearful eyes, in Zhao Changqing's eyes, seemed to have a feeling of "implied autumn waves". It can be said that the eyes are as clear as water, and the phoenix eyes are full of hope.

"Why didn't I notice you in front of the Wang Family Archway?" Zhao Changqing asked.

Wang Qiang blushed and said, "I don't dare to see Your Majesty..."

"Don't you dare?" Zhao Changqing began to untie her clothes, her shoulders were slightly exposed, and her skin was as white as snow. He lightly scratched it with his fingers and said, "I will grant you the title of concubine."

Wang Qiang's breathing became heavier and heavier, and her whole body began to heat up, but her reason completely restrained some emotional fluctuations and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Her shy posture completely angered Zhao Changqing, and he immediately became rude, with three strokes, five divided by two, and the two were naked facing each other.

Wang Qiang was so shy that she couldn't express it in words, "I hope your Majesty will have mercy on you..."

Zhao Changqing said: "I am the king!"

I am leaning into my arms like a pipa, letting you turn your fingers and play with the palace merchants.

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Two hours later, Wang Qiang endured the pain in her lower body and the tears in the corners of her eyes that she had not yet had time to wipe away as she dressed Zhao Changqing.

It was my first time to dress a man, so I was a little clumsy, but I was afraid of upsetting Zhao Changqing, so I had to be careful.

Seeing her appearance, Zhao Changqing smiled, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then took her slender hand, placed it on his warm chest, and held her slender waist with his other hand.

Wang Qiang took advantage of the situation and snuggled up against him.

She is now completely conquered by His Majesty the Emperor.

Thinking of the embarrassing thing that accompanied the pain just now, she blushed again.

"When we arrive in the capital, I will designate you as my concubine." Zhao Changqing felt the warmth of the little bird next to him and said lightly.

Wang Qiang nodded slightly, "It's all up to Your Majesty."

Zhao Changqing pinched her chin and said, "It is said that women from the south of the Yangtze River grow like water. I tried it today and it turned out to be true."

Wang Qiang lowered his brows and did not dare to speak.

Zhao Changqing said again: "Change my clothes for me."

Wang Qiang nodded obediently.

After dressing the emperor, she herself also got dressed while being served by her maids.

At this time, Zhao Changqing, who had finished changing his clothes early, was already having lunch in the Wang family hall.

Among the people sitting around were Xiao Yuming, Zhao Yun, Wang Ye and two senior members of the Wang family. Zhao Changqing asked them to sit down and eat together, otherwise they would not dare to sit down.

Next to Zhao Changqing, everyone wisely left an empty seat for Wang Qiang. The emperor's daughter had a very different status and had to sit in the main hall to eat.

On today's occasion, Wang Qiang's biological mother was not qualified to sit and could only stand obediently aside.

When Wang Qiang walked slowly with the support of the maid, her mother rushed forward with a smile on her face and comforted her, saying that it was a blessing to serve His Majesty.

But as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Xiao Yuming and Zhao Yun suddenly stood up and bowed to Wang Qiang: "I will see you at last, Concubine Shu!"

This startled Wang Qiang, and he quickly said: "Two generals, please don't do this...little girl..."

Just as he was about to continue, the emperor glared back.

Xiao Yuming clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty has just informed us that you have been named Concubine Shu. The courtesy of a monarch and his ministers cannot be exceeded."

Wang Qiang was at a loss.

Zhao Changqing remained silent.

When her parents and elders saw this, they also stood up and bowed: "See you, Concubine Shu."

How has Wang Qiang ever been treated like this?

Some couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Father, mother, elders, don't try to destroy Haoyue."

Zhao Changqing found out that her nickname was Haoyue, so he looked at her and said, "Yue'er, come and sit here."

Wang Qiang came to Zhao Changqing's side, sat down, and turned to him.

Listen to him continue: "You must remember your current identity. You are no longer the daughter of the Wang family, but my woman, the concubine Shu of the Great Wei Kingdom. You deserve to be treated like this."

Wang Qiang had a sad look on her face and hesitated to speak, but when she saw His Majesty shaking his head, she held back all her words.

Zhao Changqing said to everyone: "Let's all sit down and eat. Let's treat it as a simple meal today and save unnecessary etiquette."

They sat down one after another. Even after Zhao Changqing moved his chopsticks, the Wang family did not dare to move their chopsticks.

And Xiao Yuming, Zhao Yun and Zhao Changqing ate together not once or twice, so they were more relaxed and less restrained.

And Wang Qiang seemed to have begun to assume the role of Zhao Changqing's woman. During the meal, she didn't take a few bites at all, but kept adding vegetables to his bowl.

Mi Yue usually did this when she was in the capital, so Zhao Changqing was very accustomed to it.

"Your Majesty, there is something that I think it is necessary to let you know." After lunch, when everyone was sitting down to rest, Xiao Yuming suddenly bowed to Zhao Changqing and said.

Zhao Changqing asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yuming said: "In Suzhou City, scholars and scholars are walking together, all wanting to see Your Majesty."

Zhao Changqing hummed and said: "These scholars really have nothing to do. Enke is about to come and they are not studying at home to consolidate their knowledge. Why do you see me? Do I have one more leg than ordinary people?"

If you don’t see me, tell them it’s best not to disturb me.”

What he said makes sense.

Xiao Yuming said again: "But our country, Wei, rules the world with scholars after all..."

Zhao Changqing said unhappily: "That was the old calendar of the past. Now that the world is in the midst of a great war, what's the use of just relying on scholars?"

These words left Xiao Yuming speechless.

I simply stopped speaking for them. After all, I am not a scholar, so why would I offend His Majesty for this?
Chapter completed!