Chapter 45.2 (Part 2) (2/2)

When I came to my senses, I was directly in contact with his slender yet st.u.r.dy bare waist. He held onto my head, staring at me like he was going to ravage me that innate air of sovereignty now almost so potent that it threatened to suffocate me. My body softened like a puddle of water, but I still tried to crawl and resist.

He bent my knee and held onto my thigh, gentle caressing it to turn them soft and powerless. Then, he grabbed my shoulders and s.h.i.+fted my body over. With a hand on my head he looked at me, getting an eyeful.

Longing shone from his eyes.

“Shao’er…” he called out gently with warm breaths against my ear, thin lips touching my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, a little scalding. It was as if he wanted to suck me into his body.

Suddenly, I couldn’t hold back a moan. He bent forward to embrace me tightly in his arms, and that hot metal rod squeezed into that soft and tender point between my thighs. I could sense a searing heat that made me feel especiallyhelpless. His head moved closer and gently sniffed my neck. He seemed to be saying something, but I couldn’t hear it clearly.

He moved his waist forward a little more, and I felt as though my body was being pulled apart. This feeling of slowly being filled could even be called…too painful. Having difficulty enduring, I tightly gripped onto the bedsheets.

Fortunately, he quickly dodged before I bit him.

He looked to be enduring patiently and there was a layer of sweat on his resolute face, yet he didn’t forget to stroke my hair with his hand and wipe away my sweat. Right as I relaxed, he held onto my body from both sides and fiercely thrust into me without any hesitation. My twisted face could be described as pained.

Hesitating, he gazed at me in astonishment before the look in his eyes became joy, then amazement.

Was anything wrong? Yet I was so dazed I couldn’t figure out what it could be. I wasn’t used to the sudden, severe pain that had suddenly appeared. He held me tightly and spoke in a cold voice without warmth, “I won’t lose you again…”

Although the tone was flat, I knew…his heart was fl.u.s.tered and trembling. My blankness deepened as my mind grew empty. Within the dim bed curtains, all I remembered was his nimble fingers. I’d neglected any other matters of importance.

His body rocked slightly as he inched forwards, as if wanting to bury himself in my deepest parts…until we became one. My body followed that rough, coa.r.s.e sensation until his movements swept me away wave after wave, releasing intoxicating, surging torrents.

The colorful flowers on the bed curtains seemed to deepen…

My eyes opened wide, and I felt a little lost. He was slow and steady one moment, fierce, and furious the next. The torment he caused me made it hard to breathe. His own breaths made me feel dizzy. My train of thoughts grew more and more distant until they blurred. I could only recall the last thing he said…

Now, there won’t be anyone to fight with me. You belong to me, and me alone.

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With this, the things that were supposed to happened had occurred. The ambiguous odors of the aftermath lingered within the bed curtains long after it was over. I opened my eyes and looked up towards the hazy yellow curtains. The light that shone through blended together the flowers on the fabric, while the air was still filled with that ambiguous scent.

I s.h.i.+fted a bit, but his hand on my waist prevented me from getting up. Instead, he turned over and held me in place with his body, childishly burying his face between my shoulder blades. I gave him a lazy glance. He tilted his head to look at my body, not a hint of drowsiness in his eyes.

I couldn’t bear it anymore and tugged on the bedcovers, turning over my body to look at him. “Didn’t you say…that I was your woman for a long while now…?”

So, then why was there blood on the sheets? My fingers found the spot and brushed over it.

He kept me company with his smile and scooped me into an embrace, a bright voice speaking clearly into my ear. He sounded like he was in excellent spirits. “How did I know that you were only playing house with your little friends?”

The gladness in his voice was all too evident, and his smile was boundlessly gentle and soft. His gaze on me only increased in feelings and affection. But…why didn’t I understand?

What ‘little friends?’

“It’s getting late, don’t go off into flights of fancy. Sleep.” He helped to tuck me in.

How could I sleep?

As the saying goes, a monarch makes no joking remarks. But I had no way to understand most of what he said, nor could I tell the truth from the lies, even if I guessed. I turned my head to look at him, that eminently handsome face illuminated by the dim, hazy light. Despite everything…maybe he truly loved me. He always treated me well, and his movements and expressions shouldn’t be fake. But still, what was the story behind the male concubine in the Cold Palace…?

He grasped the hand I’d rested on his forehead, speaking lightly. “Actually, I should have told you earlier. After the previous emperor died, General Qi a.s.sumed control of the military powers and gained great influence in the court. But he was still unsatisfied and tried every way possible to send woman into the imperial harem. If his daughter can become the empress, then he’ll feel like he has nothing to fear before Zhen.

…these years, Zhen’s beat him at his own game by liking men and raising male concubines, but I didn’t expect that old thing to…”

These were all affairs of the court, so why was he telling me?

He stopped, gentle eyes trailing down to see my damp hair with a small smile. He drew my chin closer with a shady look and dropped me a kiss. “Now, that he knows of your existence, I doubt he’ll leave the matter at that… Stay carefully by my side and don’t go anywhere, all right…?”

By now, I was getting quite sleepy and lifted my eyes with effort. He smiled lightly and held me tight, before attacking my drowsy self. But truthfully speaking, it really was nice and warm when he held me…

Even though everything was soft and sweet, why…did I still feel this was all very bizarre…?