Chapter 182 - 180. Sneaky I (1/2)

Third-person POV

Hong er took Weisheng's hand and patted it gently, in hope that it could lighten his mood.

Hong er: ”Your Majesty Emperor, Chen qie's skill is not enough to make a dragon robe. Even if it took ten years, Chen qie can't finish it. And it would only embarrass Your Majesty Emperor in front of officials if you wear what I made.”

Weisheng: ”No.”

Weisheng squeezed Hong er's hand and stared at her with resolute eyes. Seeing that her master being put in a difficult position, Ming Yu leaned forward to whisper into Hong er's ear. Hong er's eyes brightened and nodded her head.

Hong er: ”Ok, I will make one for Your Majesty Emperor but please don't laugh at it.”

Weisheng: ”I won't.”

Weisheng brought her hand to his lips and planted a gentle kiss on her hand. All of the servants turned away as if they see nothing.

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*At night

Hong er secretly took one of his undergarments while he was bathing and ran to Xue Lang's chamber. Xue Lang who was studying at the moment surprised to see his mother holding a piece of cloth that was two times her size. He put down his brush and walked towards her.

Xue Lang: ”Imperial Mother, is there something wrong?”

Hong er: ”Shh~ Mother needs to stay here for a while. You go continue your homework.”

Xue Lang: ”En.”

Xue Lang went back to his desk and continued his homework, meanwhile, Hong er sat beside him and embroidered a little dragon around the collar of Weisheng's undergarment. Before she could even finish the head of the dragon, heavy footsteps approached Xue Lang's chamber.

Hong er frantically looked around for a place to hid his undergarment and thought about hiding it under Xue Lang's blanket. She ran to Xue Lang's inner bedroom at full speed but Weisheng already burst into the room before she could shove the undergarment in her hand under the blanket. The quick-witted Xue Lang ran to Weisheng's front and nervously asked him.

Xue Lang: ”Im-Imperial Father, is there something you need here?”

Weisheng: ”En. Your mother.”

Weisheng walked past Xue Lang and split the hanging pearl curtain that separated the inner bedroom and the outer bedroom. Hong er was standing awkwardly in front of Xue Lang's bed with a stiff smile on her lips.

Hong er: ”M-my~ Your Majesty Emperor, what a coincidence to meet he- EEPP.”

Hong er's waist was pulled by his strong hand. Her soft chests were pressed on his firm chest and made her face slightly red. Weisheng leaned into her ear and huskily whispered.

Weisheng: ”Naughty Empress. Zhen has to punish you until you can't take it.”

Weisheng lifted her with one arm and slipped his other hand under the blanket to take his stolen undergarment. Hong er's face was red from embarrassment, she struggled to free herself from Weisheng's clutch but suddenly she felt a smack on her buttocks.

Weisheng: ”Stop it.”

Hong er's eyes widened in surprise, Weisheng had never hit her before, furthermore, he hit her for the first time in the buttocks and in front of Xue Lang. Hong er knew that she couldn't escape from Weisheng anymore thus she stared at Xue Lang with pleading eyes.

Hong er: 'Xue Lang, help your pitiful mother….'

Xue Lang could only guiltily shook his head and looked away from Hong er.

Xue Lang: 'I-I'm sorry Imperial Mother, this unfilial son can't help you.'

Hong er cried internally with her hand stretched out to Xue Lang. Weisheng carried her back to their chamber and the servants pretended they didn't see anything again. Weisheng put Hong er down to their bed and started to take off her clothes.

(A/N: Warning, kinda s.e.x.u.a.l.)

Hong er: ”Yo-Your Majesty Emperor, if-if there is something disturbing you, please tell Chen qie.”

Hong er tried to change the subject but failed miserably when Weisheng pulled off all of her clothes in one movement. Hong er could just sit still like a doll whilst Weisheng kissed her lips down to her collarbone. Her face got immensely red and got a goosebump when Weisheng's hand traveled over her body line with such a light touch.

Weisheng stopped after he caressed her waist a few times. He took his previously stolen undergarment and put it on the dazed Hong er. A satisfied smirk crept up to his lips by the masterpiece in front of him. Her white soft skin complimented his black silk undergarment, furthermore, the undergarment was two times her size which made her look small in it.

Feeling that the loving kisses had been gone for a while, Hong er looked up to Weisheng with her half-lidded eyes and spoke with a small voice.

Hong er: ”Sheng ge? Is it over?”

Weisheng's little brother immediately rises up like a proud warrior. He chuckled in a low voice as he pushed Hong er down.

Weisheng: ”No, it is just a start.”