My Lady is well

Chapter 152 Bathing Together

The queen's funeral lasted for seven days, and Shen Yueyao was probably the only idle person in the entire palace.

The lights had just been turned on in the palace. She leaned on the soft couch beside the window, thinking about the Queen's death. She thought that the Emperor would not be in the mood to take her out of the palace for a while.

He is very suspicious, so I must go along with him for the time being. After a while, if I casually mention the matter of retiring from the palace, I think he will not refuse.

She leaned on the window and looked at the withered flowers in the yard. She supported her head and wondered if this tree would bear peaches.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in the yard. Shen Yueyao looked at him carefully, then quickly put down her hand and got down from the chair.

He straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and moved to the palace door.

Seeing him come in, Yingying bowed and said.

"I have met the emperor."

He looked her up and down, then took her hand, held her in his arms, put his arms around her waist, and buried his head in her shoulder.

Shen Yueyao was frightened by his sudden action and wondered what was wrong with this guy.

What stimulated you?

He hadn't groomed his face carefully for several days, and a thin stubble had grown on his chin, rubbing against her thin collarbone, leaving an itchy area.

We used to live together every day and didn’t feel anything, but after these few days of separation, I felt like something was wrong.

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Until the scene of her lazily leaning on a soft chair and leisurely reading a storybook appeared in my mind. When she was enjoying it, the corners of her lips would occasionally rise and a faint smile would appear in her eyes.

When she made tea for him, she was always obedient, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes. She would deliberately fill the cup until it overflowed, and then pretend that it was not intentional.

How could she be so bad?

Even when the person is not around, his shadow always lingers in front of him, making him feel uneasy.

When I see her now, I just want to hold her in my arms and let my beating heart rest in my chest.

Shen Yueyao didn't understand what was going on, so she put her hands on his waist, not daring to move.

Looking at Luo Zhong, she wanted to ask, what was going on?

Luo Zhong gently shook his head and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't know either.

The emperor was not like this before!

Shen Yueyao tilted her head in confusion and called out softly twice.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

He then moved his head away from her shoulder and looked down at her, with little stars floating in his eyes.

"Shen Yueyao, can you stay by my side forever?"

Luo Zhong and Jin'er smiled at each other, then they both bowed and left the hall.

This question caught her off guard. His tone was not as cold as usual, and she actually heard a hint of tenderness in it.

Her long eyelashes flickered a few times and she responded vaguely.

"Your Majesty, am I not by your side?"

Seeing that she still didn't care, he wanted to force her, but he was worried about scaring her. He thought that there was still a long time and there would always be enough time to take it slow and make her stay with him willingly.

He sighed softly: "Help me bathe and change clothes."

These things were done by palace maids in the past, why did they fall on her today?

Thinking about her plan to leave the palace, it was not easy to go against him, so she just nodded slightly.

Shen Yueyao slowly took off his heavy black robe. Her eyes passed over his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone half hidden in his shirt, and she swallowed.

He soaked in the hot spring, revealing his tight and strong upper body, half leaning against the wall of the bathtub, looking up at her.

The usually cold and clear starry eyes now had tiny water droplets on their eyelashes as black as crow feathers, and there was a hint of haziness and obscurity in those noble eyes.

Shen Yueyao sat by the bathtub and soaked her feet in the hot spring. Unexpectedly, this man came over unceremoniously and leaned his head on her legs.

The maid brought the case to her and she took a glance at it, realizing that she was asked to shave him.

The light in the hall was surging and reflected in his dark eyes, emitting wisps of soft light.

Shen Yueyao lowered her head with the razor in her hand and carefully and seriously arranged his face. The two of them got closer and their breaths intertwined.

Only then did she see the suppressed desire in his eyes, and just one glance made her heart palpitate.

She subconsciously wanted to look up and avoid it.

But Jing Ruzhang grabbed the back of her head and prevented her from escaping. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her into the water.

Before she could react, he laid on her shoulder. His heavy breath was like coarse sand that had been polished. His hot breath branded Shen Yueyao's white earlobes again and again, pressing down on her so heavily that she could not hide away.

Shen Yueyao was aware of the danger that was approaching, and the things in her chest were pounding wildly, as if they were about to burst out in the next second.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, I am still pregnant."

"I have asked the imperial physician, and your pregnancy is stable."

His tone was not as cold as usual, but mixed with eager desire, and the kiss on her lips was a little out of control.

The hair floating on the water is tangled together, and it is hard to tell whose it is.

He grasped her soft hand, interlocked their fingers, and the ambiguity spread from their lips and teeth to their collarbones.

Her clothes were disheveled and floating in the air, which became a temptation that he was hesitant to say.

When his eyes were clear, he pulled her out of the pond and wrapped her in a cloak. Her fair and slender legs hung in his strong arms. The soft candlelight mixed with the dim moonlight gave her a layer of white porcelain honey glaze.

The pink toes and delicate ankles sway gently in the air, drawing an ambiguous arc.

Jing Ruzhang carried her to the couch, the palace maid lifted the curtain on the bed, and he gently placed her on the couch.

He also got on the couch and held the sleeping Shen Yueyao in his arms.

After all, considering that she was pregnant, he always showed some mercy.

How could she be so delicate and soft?

Shen Yueyao woke up from his arms at night and looked at his handsome and unparalleled profile in a daze.

She couldn't give him what he wanted, and he couldn't give her what she wanted.

There would be no need to prevent him from enjoying equal benefits and being a happy emperor.

Let's let each other go.

She closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

……

As expected, Li Ning successfully became the master of the harem.

After she ascended the throne, she rewarded the harem and asked for an imperial decree to make Shen Yueyao a concubine.

The emperor was naturally pleased to see this happen and personally drafted the title "Chen".