"Well..." Luo Changan suddenly felt a slight itch at the base of her ears and her heartbeat quickened. His arms around her waist tightly bound her, and she said in a tight voice: "Emperor! You can't..."
"What can't be done? Tell me the whole story." Di Qian'ao squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her profile. Under the gap in the mask, you could vaguely see the uneven scars, which were not beautiful at all, but his body was pressed against her back and waist. He had a round curve, and... he felt that Luo Changan's resentful eyes were condemning him in his mind, and he was swallowed by self-blame, and he gradually suffered from headaches.
"Don't... force me." Luo Changan suppressed his strong and complicated emotions and whispered.
"Miss Shen, I'm so emotional today and I'm offended." Di Qianao picked her up, walked to the bed in a few steps, and threw her on the bed without mercy.
Luo Changan was thrown so hard that his body ached. There was no tenderness in his eyes. Instead, his whole body was full of cruelty and bloodthirsty. He seemed to be angry because of the feeling she brought, and he wanted to destroy her.
Luo Changan shrank back.
Di Qianao grabbed her wrist and pinned her arm on the couch, "Since you are married, you don't have to be chaste. Frankly speaking, I'm not here to find your brother. I'm here to honor you!"
Luo Changan was extremely nervous, gasping for breath out of anger and sadness. In the past six months, had he filled the harem one by one like this? "Emperor!"
Di Qianao lowered his cheeks and said, "Your brother brought you to Jiuxi Palace and brought you to me. Everyone knows what he meant. Isn't this what you expected from me to do to you?"
"I don't!"
"Do you believe me? Sleep with me and help your brother get some favor from me. There's no need to pretend to be confused. As an adult, can't Miss Shen let go?"
"I'm not pretending to be confused. Of course, I really can't let go."
"I have a harem full of women. I am afraid that the harem will not be able to hold it and the palace will be full too. These people may be worried about me either with their eyebrows, their appearance, or their gestures. Why should Miss Shen be worried?"
Di Qianao squinted his eyes and slid his fingers down the line of her collar. Their hair knot hung in the collar. He did not go deep and only touched the line. He already felt a splitting headache because he was ashamed of his late wife.
Luo Changan saw that his cheeks were red due to discomfort and there were veins on his forehead. She subconsciously shrank and avoided.
However, he restrained her hands and intertwined their fingers with hers, but he did not feel repulsed by this intimate interlocking of fingers.
"You misunderstood. I didn't want to occupy a place in your harem. Leave it to those who need it." She said, "It's not my fault."
"With your harsh voice, with the ugly face that is faintly visible under your hollow mask, or with your incomplete and broken body?" He intentionally hurt her because he was unwilling to wrong his late wife. He wanted to prove to his late wife that he... There is no infidelity.
Luo Changan felt very sad in his heart. He really cared about her ruined appearance and ugly voice. He used the words harsh and ugly. She would never forget it for the rest of her life. It was so uncomfortable.
She turned away her cheeks, bit her lip and said nothing, and burst into tears. She didn't even have the courage to take off her mask to catch him off guard.
The light of lightning passed by, the tears falling from the ends of her eyes, and the outline of her delicate neck attracted his gaze like magic.
Di Qianao was deeply tortured by the headache, and his heart was burdened by guilt, and his honest body made it difficult for him to control himself. Amidst the sound of her rising and falling breathing, he cursed in pain, lowered his head and closed his teeth. He bit her neck, punishing her, and venting his anger like a longing in his heart, until he tasted blood, until Luo Changan's body was trembling with pain.
Suddenly, his late wife's words echoed in his mind: Mr. Luo Changan entrusted himself to you, you must not let me down.
He immediately woke up and ended his ridiculous behavior. In the night, there was only Miss Shen's grievance-bearing cry.
He sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand on his forehead. He almost had sex with Shen Changfeng and almost betrayed the queen. His sleeve slipped down, and the white silk wrapped around his left wrist was particularly dazzling. This white silk Next is the name of his deceased wife. He has been pestering Bai Ling for half a year. He was wrapped in self-blame, blaming it on his opponent, Miss Shen. He hated her deeply for a while. With blood-red eyes, he strangled her neck with his hands.
"Don't think that wearing a mask and wearing men's clothing can make me curious. I don't like you. From now on, don't appear in front of me! Next time I see you, I need you to be in a different place!"
Luo Changan's mind was filled with the words "harsh" and "ugly", and he was as unresponsive as if dead. Only tears fell on the back of his hand, and her lips moved slightly.
Di Qian'ao didn't hear what she was saying clearly, but he saw that her shoulders were shaking from crying. The back of his hand was burned by her tears, and he felt unbearable inexplicably. He let go of her slender neck, Ask her: "What are you talking about?"
Luo Changan raised his voice slightly, "I said, this is my room! If you finish speaking harshly, please do so!"
Di Qianao: "...Excellent!"
The palace man outside said: "Emperor, the imperial concubine has been waiting for you in the bedroom for a long time. She seems to be infected with the cold."
Luo Changan felt chills all over his body. He was acting like he was in a hurry... one after another.
Di Qian stood up proudly and walked out of the house. It was still raining heavily. Seeing the emperor running away, Haiyin quickly followed him with an umbrella and asked: "Emperor, I don't know if I will sink." What palace will the young lady be admitted to? What status will she be given?"
"I'll pull her down and chop her down to sacrifice to heaven!" Di Qian'ao almost lost his mind.
Haiyin couldn't tell whether the emperor was real or fake, so he immediately arranged for someone to say: "Come here, pull Shen Changfeng down and behead him. Cut him off in two pieces with one knife."
Di Qian Ao Dun Trail: "Hai Yin, you!"
"..." Haiyin felt that it was so difficult to be a subordinate. After three dynasties, no king had been so difficult to lead. He then said to his subordinates: "Don't behead me now, don't behead me now, just observe for a while and see." .”
Di Qianao returned to the study, and the extremely delicate and pure sweet feeling of biting the woman's neck was still left on his teeth. The painful sound in her throat made him almost force her to do it. At that moment, If he hadn't thought about the queen's oath to him when she entrusted him with his life, he would have made a big mistake, and he would have regretted himself to death.
He raised his wrist and pulled Bai Ling down a few inches. He rubbed the words "Luo Changan" lovingly with his fingertips, and suddenly his emotions collapsed. Will his feelings for the queen really be replaced by another woman? Shen Changfeng was determined not to see him again.
"Hai Yin, that woman has an unpleasant voice and has scars on her face, but she seems... unable to let go."
Haiyin sighed, "How about calling the imperial concubine over again so that you can see her and miss her? Oh, yes, the imperial concubine is cold. Would you like to go and see her?"
"No one can do it tonight. I don't want to deceive myself today." Di Qianao blurted out: "Let Shen Changfeng accompany her. I still have something to do and I can't get over it."
Haiyin: "...who?"
Di Qianao was startled, "Queen Mother!"
"Yes." The emperor went crazy and called the Queen Mother Shen Changfeng.
Di Qianao took out the handkerchief given to him by the Queen from his sleeve. He shed tears just by looking at it. He missed her so much that his body ached just thinking about it.
Haiyin thought to herself, it would be great if the first empress was still alive. The emperor was in too much pain and loneliness. Only the first empress could calm the emperor's violence and mania.
But how can Shen Changfeng be so capable that he can destroy the emperor's calmness for half a year in one day? Could it be...?! I have a bold guess!
***
The night after, Shen Qingchuan drank too much and engaged in official relations. He worked particularly hard at the drinking party, and he seemed to be very happy, so he drank to his heart's content. After he got drunk, Qiu Yan sent him back.
After Luo Changan and Qiu Yan settled him in the house, Qiu Yan said to Luo Changan: "Okay, send him safely, and then I can retire with success."
With that said, Qiu Yan nodded to Luo Changan and prepared to leave.
"Qiu Yan." Luo Changan saw that he finally had a chance to see Qiu Yan, so he called her out.
Qiu Yan heard the sound and turned around, "Is there anything else, Miss Shen?"
Luo Changan pointed to his house, "Let's go inside and talk."
After saying that, she opened her door first and walked into the room. Qiu Yan also entered the room. She closed the door, pointed to the seat and said, "Sit down."
Qiu Yan sat down and said softly: "But do you have anything important to tell me?"
Luo Changan took off his mask and said solemnly: "It's me, Qiu Yan."
Qiu Yan was shocked, stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Empress!!!"