Su Yingxue bit her lip and inwardly cursed, âIdiot! Who wants to hug you if itâs not from the heart!â
Having gone this far, if you walk away now, wouldnât that be too much?
Unexpectedly, Chu Yihan really did go too far, letting go of Su Yingxue, his face tight as he turned, âI am off to the imperial study, you should rest early.â
He was afraid that he would be deceived by this unreal gentleness.
In fact, she just wanted to plead for her familyâs cause, fearing that the officials would impeach and nothing more; her heart did not truly linger on him as a person.
âDonât go!â
Su Yingxue hurriedly moved in front of Chu Yihan, spread her arms to block him, pouting, as a sense of grievance overflowed from her eyes, âI donât even dare to hug you tightly, afraid of hurting the little creature, but⦠but I am so scared, can you just not go? I am not familiar with this chamber, I really canât get used to sleeping alone, could you stay with me, please?â
âNot accustomed to the chamber?â That took Chu Yihan by surprise.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Yingxue sniffled, her voice sounding moist and soft, like a piece of cotton soaked in water, âMm.â
She really couldnât sleep well.
âFine, I will stay until you fall asleep.â
Putting aside the recent events, Chu Yihan was still gentle towards her, at least he didnât reject her request.
As Su Yingxue went to bathe, Chu Yihan waited outside.
In fact, Su Yingxue would have preferred him to join her.
After all, their time together at the Feiquan Pavilion had been very pleasant.
The image of that time sprung to mind and Su Yingxueâs face turned red, like a ripe peach.
âYour Highness, do you want this maid to invite the emperor in?â Zhilan was the most considerate of her thoughts; seeing her blush that way, she leaned over the edge of the bathtub and asked.
Su Yingxue bit her lip and poked her, âHmph!â
Zhilan knew she had hit the mark and, noticing Su Yingxue was enjoying her soak, she went to fetch a bathrobe, holding it out to Chu Yihan, âYour Majesty, this is the bathrobe of Your Highness, and since Your Highness doesnât allow us maids to serve, it will be Your Majestyâs duty to help.â
Chu Yihan looked at the sheer robe and frowned slightly, âThis is too thin, fetch a thicker one.â
Zhilan: ???
Does the emperor not get it?
Not daring to defy orders, Zhilan padded the sheer robe with a thicker one and handed both to Chu Yihan. She also helped Chu Yihan out of his cumbersome dragon robe, and he entered wearing a simple gown.
There was a special bath in Chu Yihanâs chamber connected to the sleeping quarters, accessible by opening a redwood door.
Chu Yihan pushed the door and entered, the humid mist in the pool hitting him in the face, carrying an extremely fresh scent of flowers, along with the unique fragrance of a woman and scents of herbs, abruptly raising the temperature. Chu Yihan felt his whole body grow hot.
He moved closer and behind a layer of yellow curtains was the bath. Through the veils, he could faintly see Su Yingxueâs enchanting figure; she sat on the edge of the pool, gently wiping her body, every motion filled with seduction.
Su Yingxue was unaware, and after not hearing any noise for a while, thought that Chu Yihan would not come, so she pulled back the curtain and called out, âZhilan, bring me my sleeping robe.â
When she drew the curtains, she didnât see Zhilan, but Chu Yihan.
His stunningly handsome face, through the mist, became even more breathtaking; she instinctively felt fear and quickly dropped the curtain, letting out an alarmed shout, âYour⦠Your Majesty, why is it you!â
As if they werenât yet married and she was still a boudoir girl, her embarrassment was almost endearing.