"What are you going to do to me?"
The man said meaningfully: "I want to do everything, are you afraid?"
She knew how strong this man's desire was for her. Every time he entered the palace, he would hold him in his arms and ravage her.
Perhaps he knew that his mother was the famous Jiang Shuyun, and perhaps he had dispelled the bone-chilling chill for her tonight.
Yi Huan blushed and said, "Am I afraid you will stop?"
Jin Yuan suddenly smiled.
After Yin Zhi fetched the water, he exited the Zi Chen Hall with a sensible attitude.
There were only two of them left in the huge golden palace, which was completely empty. Would the person in front of me feel lonely when he was lying alone in the Zichen Palace? Yi Huan doesn't know.
The man peeled off her soaked clothes.
She was like a white and tender lychee. After peeling off the outer skin, the inside was full of sweet juice. The bellyband she wore today was still a plain sky blue one embroidered with cloud patterns. Jin Yuan hooked up the thin straps on it. , asked: "Don't struggle anymore?"
Yi Huan was timid and timid. When she raised her eyes, her watery eyes swayed slightly, and Jin Yuan's soul was almost gone. The corners of her reddish eyes were full of color.
So the man reached out to touch the corners of her eyes and said, "Have I ever said that you would look better in brighter colors?"
The bright color complemented her jade-like skin, making her delicate little face full of charm.
Yi Huan spoke in a low voice: "My sister-in-law doesn't want me to dress too flamboyantly. She said that only the girls in the brothel wear red bellybands. She wants me not to imitate their coquettishness. It's just a waste of time."
"Who said that?" The man raised his eyebrows, slid his palm to her naked back, put it next to her ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Which little girl doesn't love beauty? Put yourself There’s nothing wrong with dressing up.”
Yi Huan muttered: "You men just like the coquettish ones."
Gu Xiaoniang, who wears either gold or silver every day, will definitely be the most eye-catching one in the crowd.
The man chuckled lightly and said, "No, it's just that Huan'er should be pretty and showy, just like your father and brother."
Yi Huan immediately raised his head and met his eyes full of gentle smile.
At that moment, Yi Huan's heart seemed to suddenly stop.
She sounded a little panicked and said, "I'll wear it next time."
"good."
The man picked her up and put her into the steaming tub. The hot water spread over her limbs, and her body soaked by the rain suddenly warmed up.
Yi Huan raised his head and looked at the man standing in front of the tub.
He was also wet, and at this moment, she actually had the illusion that he would come in and soak with her.
The man said nothing, walked up behind her, held up her hair, and washed her gently.
Yi Huan said hurriedly: "No, no, I'll wash it myself."
He was so considerate and so kind to her. Is there really such a person in this world?
This made Yi Huan feel unreal.
Maybe it's a dream.
But the unintentional touch of his fingertips stirred up small tingling sensations. This was not a dream, and there was nothing so embarrassing in dreams.
"Don't move, I like doing this." The man's deep magnetic voice came.
How could she be so virtuous as to let the emperor on the throne bathe and change her clothes with his own hands?
She said before that she was not worthy, not worthy of marrying him, not worthy of being his queen, this was her true thoughts.
After her sister-in-law was injured because of her, she restrained her true temperament and shattered her inner pride. She only thought about being like an ordinary person and having a stable life.
But today, he knelt in front of his mother's ever-burning lamp, so straightforwardly saying that she was his favorite woman and asking Jiang Shuyun to protect her.
Yi Huan's decision to reject him suddenly became less determined.
She even really listened to what he said and used his power to force Lin Qingpei to write a divorce letter immediately.
A sound of water interrupted Yi Huan's thoughts.
Yi Huan turned around, and the next moment, this man entered the bathtub wearing only obscene clothes. The man's arms held her naked waist forcefully.
Even the bucket full of hot water seemed to be stained with the scent of ambergris on his body.
"I'm wet too. It's so cold." The man's low, hoarse voice was filled with desire.
He lowered his head and kissed her neck gently. The kiss was hotter and scorching than the hot water in the bucket.
The bellyband floated on the water.
Yi Huan gasped and held his hand, turning her head to glance at him. At this moment, the grievance and resentment in her autumn eyes were replaced by shyness and intolerance, and her pupils trembled slightly.
"Turn around."
The tone was commanding, but not harsh or cold, but rather gentle.
The water rippled slightly and Yi Huan turned around.
The man pressed her delicate body against his chest and said, "I'll let you go tonight, but..."
He grabbed her little hand and slowly tested it.
The man's thin lips rubbed against the corner of her lips, "Help me."
*
Yi Huan was lying on the dragon bed. She was now wearing clean clothes. Even the bellyband inside was hand-picked by Jin Yuan and was a bright crimson color.
She lowered her head and glanced at her hands. The terrible touch seemed to still be there.
The crimson color has been permeating the base of the ears, and it has not gone away even though an hour has passed since the bath.
Yi Huan couldn't sleep and got up from the bed.
She went to the ground and walked to the painting Jin Yuan painted for her.
Yin Zhi outside heard the commotion and hurriedly walked in. She held the wooden case in her hand and said, "Madam, if you can't sleep, why not drink a cup of this hot milk wine. Your Majesty has prepared it for you. It is said to drive away the cold and help you sleep." "
"Where is he?" Yi Huan asked.
Yin Zhi replied: "Your Majesty is discussing matters with people in the imperial study. Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Yi Huan spoke cautiously: "Isn't it not good?"
Yin Zhi suddenly smiled and said: "Your Majesty has ordered that Madam can move around the palace as she pleases without any hindrance."
In the imperial study room.
Princess Zhaohua knelt on the ground and asked, "Brother, why did you kill Jiang Yan? You knew he was my favorite!"
"Kill him if you want. He blocked my way in the middle of the night. Do you think I should kill him or not?"
Zhaohua clenched his fists and said, "I have raised a Jiang Yan in my house. Can't you tolerate this? Do you think you can't even see me? You hate your mother, so even I hate her too!"
Jin Yuan didn't even raise his head. He looked at the memorial in front of him and said, "Sister, Jiang Yan is just a face. If he dies, he will die. Is it worth it for you to come into the palace and make trouble with me like this?"
"I heard...I heard! You also brought back a woman tonight! Is she the one from the Lin Mansion?!"
Yi Huan, who was standing outside the Imperial Study Room, looked shocked when he heard this.
A chuckle came from Jin Yuan in the room. He put down his pen, walked up to Zhaohua, stepped on the back of her hand, and said, "Yeah, so what? Why, the eldest sister also wants to kill the person next to me. Anyone try it?"
The hard sole crushed her hard, and Zhaohua's face twisted in pain. She took a breath, and her words were like a curse: "No one will like someone like you! You are cold and selfish!"
Jin Yuan chuckled, seemingly not caring about the curse, and said, "It doesn't matter, I just like it."
