Chapter 123 (1/2)

Be Good, Don’t Throw a Small Tantrum

Nan Xun ignored little eight. She sighed, laying on the bed and didn’t want to move because her body had softened into mud.

Cuihuan came in with water, “Niang Niang, it’s already day. This slave saw you sleeping and didn’t have the heart to wake you up.”

Nan Xun struggled to brace herself up from the bed. Cuihuan quickly went over to help her, then saw the traces of blue and purple. Her eyes rounded and she inadvertently said, “Yan gongzi is too indifferent, how, how…”

Nan Xun waved carelessly , “It’s okay, it’s just being bitten a few times, it looks horrendous, but it’s really nothing.”

Cuihuan murmured to herself softly, then waited for Nan Xun to freshen up, then afterwards had a meal.

Thanks to her living in the cold palace now, she can get up whenever she wants to. Unlike those favored concubines that had to get up at five or six o’clock, wash themselves and dress up for one or two hours, then rush to the doors of higher-ranked concubines to greet them.

This morning passed quickly, and the time was wasted.

Nan Xun laid on the long couch in the room. The weather was cold now, so she seldom goes to the yard. Only when the sunshine was better, she would move her rocking chair out to a spot where she can soak in sunshine, then took a nap.

Cuihuan followed Nan Xun for such a long time and became lazy with her. She moved a small stool to sit beside Nan Xun and dozed off unknowingly.

When Yan Han came, he saw this scene.

He couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth. He lightly walked to Nan Xun and crouched down in front of her, carefully admiring the woman’s beautiful face. He really like these two things, when she was asleep and when she was awake. Every expression, he likes to look.

Yan Han stared at the woman for a long time. Then, felt the apex of his heart itching. He couldn’t help it. He lowered his head and embraced the sweet peach petals.

The woman hummed. Her eyes opened slightly to a slit, then after seeing that person, she lazily closed her eyes again, as if she was a person that had nothing to do.

Yan Han’s heart and soul rippled for a while, then his voice sank as he said, “Yao Yao, are you seducing me?”

Nan Xun’s eyes didn’t open, and her lips smirked slightly. “My husband says its seducing, then it’s seducing.”

Yan Han’s self-control is first-class. But after hearing this, something in his mind collapsed with a crash. He kissed her hard, then put his big palm on her waist to carry her.

Nan Xun was suddenly agitated, and the drowsy cat disappeared without a trace.

“Yan Han! What are you doing? It’s daylight!” Nan Xun gave a low cry.

Yan Han hushed her, then signal her to look in Cuihuan’s direction.

The little servant girl, Cuihuan was sleeping soundly with her head tilted. Her mouth slightly open, and drool dripping down.

Nan Xun immediately lowered her voice and scolded angrily, “Do you also understand that Cuihuan is here? Do you also know how to have face? Brother Han, aren’t you embarassed? Now, it’s broad daylight and you want to take me to the inner hall with me in your arms? Do you have nothing else to do during the daytime?”

Yan Han said thick-skinned: “Yao Yao, I miss you so much if I don’t see you three times in a day. I miss you so much to the point of heartache. Even if I want to have sex in the daytime, I’m your husband. I want you, no matter the time.”

Nan Xun: …

“Little eight, little eight, you come out quickly. Is there any psychedelic powder from last time? Give me ten bottles.”

Little eight pretended to be dead and was wordless.

Nan Xun laughed in her heart: “If you give it to me now, I won’t care about the emperor’s libido, but if you don’t give it, haha.”

The next second, Nan Xun felt that there was a small porcelain bottle in her sleeves, accompanied by little eight’s suffocating voice, “Ying ying ying, you always bully me, the emperor’s ability to be potent is really a sudden situation…”