Wang Xi went to Linhua Palace yesterday to deliver something and met with Cheng Ning.
Because of her voice problem, Wei Yanzhou has been very generous to her recently, rewarding her with whatever she likes.
With all due respect, he really didn't see Cheng Ning being sad.
However, after being unable to speak, Cheng Ning felt more at peace.
Sitting at the table in the courtyard, his legs were covered with a crane cloak, and his snowy skin was aroused by the cold.
When An Jing lowered her eyes and embroidered, she looked like the years had passed peacefully.
But His Majesty himself will not go.
Since drinking in Chengqian Hall that night, he has not been to the harem.
I can't tell whether it's because I'm avoiding it or because I'm really busy.
But during the break, he asked Wang Xi about everything in detail.
Did you go out today? What did you eat? The imperial doctor will check to see if you are feeling better. Where are the tribute items sent to you?
But Wang Xi did not dare to disobey him and only said: "Yes, normal people should be sad."
"I'm going to take a look. Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, and I just have to leave the palace."
He went as soon as he said so, and the people had already left.
Wang Xi couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and was a little complicated: "But Your Majesty, when I left the palace in the next year, didn't you have an appointment with the Queen?"
At that time, Xie Nianyao had just been exterminated, and Wei Yanzhou promised to take her out of the palace.
"Really?" Wei Yanzhou seemed to have forgotten, "Then let's go together."
Crossing the corridor, Fu Youting's body was kneeling upright.
Wei Yanzhou forgot that point and warned: "I will cut off the tongue of anyone who tells Cheng Ning about Fu Youting's punishment."
The palace people all agreed.
As soon as he stepped through the door of Linhua Palace, the figure of Cheng Ning sleeping on the imperial concubine's couch came into view.
There was daylight today, her legs were covered with thick mink fur, and she was sleeping soundly with her head propped up on one hand.
Chunhua stepped out holding the stove. When she saw Wei Yanzhou, she hurriedly knelt down to salute.
Wei Yanzhou made a silencing gesture towards her and waved away.
He turned into Chunhua's stove and approached Cheng Ning step by step.
The small wind blew her broken hair to her lips, which seemed a little itchy. Cheng Ning was dissatisfied in her sleep, exhaled and blew the hair away.
Wei Yanzhou's displeasure because of Fu Youting disappeared because of her playfulness.
He sat down next to him and picked up the half-finished embroidery that Cheng Ning had done.
It seems to be embroidering a tree, with brown trunk and green leaves.
But because Cheng Ning is really not good at this, he only has form but no form.
Six-year-old girls can probably embroider better than her.
Naturally, a big tree cannot be something used by a woman, and I don’t know who she wants to give it to.
He also poked her with a needle a few times.
Wang Xixin said that only in Concubine Xi could His Majesty show such a childish side.
Someone was moving around him, but Cheng Ning was not deep in sleep and was soon woken up.
Her eyelids moved, and when she saw it was Wei Yanzhou, she stood up and saluted.
I can only salute and can't say anything else.
Before he could even bend down, Wei Yanzhou lifted him up and held him on his lap.
"..."
Cheng Ning was really unable to accept this attitude.
But Wei Yanzhou held her firmly in his arms and said softly, "Don't move."
Chunhua and Wang Xi both looked away.
"Why have you lost weight?" Wei Yanzhou pinched her waist, only a handful of his hand: "So sad that you didn't eat properly?"
sad?
Cheng Ning was really not sad because of his throat.
She even survived the torture in prison, but her voice became hoarse and she had no ups and downs at all.
It's good not to talk, and Wei Yanzhou won't bother her.
Maybe it would be better if it was still enough to not hear.
She has been learning embroidery these days and feels quite comfortable without having to go out to deal with Xie Nianyao.
Wei Yanzhou acquiesced that she was just sad: "Do you want to go out and relax?"
Cheng Ning responded with a questioning look.
"The Chinese New Year is approaching, so I have put my affairs on hold and can go shopping in the market."
Wei Yanzhou has never been a person who likes excitement. He said that he wanted to leave the palace, not just for fun.
Cheng Ning thought calmly, then gave him a small smile and nodded.
Look, I was really sad, and I was happy when I heard that I could leave the palace.
Wei Yanzhou covered her with a crane cloak and carried her into the house: "In that case, I will rest at Linhua Palace today. Anyway, I will pick you up together tomorrow."
He said he would go, but he left tomorrow.
Cheng Ning listened to Wei Yanzhou's instructions and asked the palace servants to go to the imperial kitchen to prepare some nutritious meals.
Not only do you want to rest here, but you also want to eat here.
After dinner, he read the memorial on the imperial concubine's couch, while Cheng Ning was still tinkering with the embroidery.
It was rare that they got along so quietly.
Cheng Ning had not seen him since leaving Linhua Palace that night. He seemed to be very busy with court affairs.
However, the imperial doctor of Linhua Palace never stopped the waves.
Cheng Ning was suspicious that Wei Yanzhou might not be too busy, but he just didn't dare to come over.
He would know that she was in mood swings because of her brother and sister-in-law.
But coming here today, she could see that he was trying to avoid the topic of the Cheng family and Cheng Ning's voice.
Just like a fine person, but a little more indulgent.
But the emotion of guilt is too ridiculous for Wei Yanzhou. He will definitely not admit it, and Cheng Ning will not be sentimental.
Every time they met, there was always tit-for-tat, but now, she could not speak, and Wei Yanzhou would not deliberately do anything to make her angry.
It's really rare to be in the same room with each other in peace and quiet.
As Cheng Ning embroidered, she felt eyes constantly falling on her face, but when she looked up, Wei Yanzhou was concentrating on reading the quilt again.
After raising her head for the sixth time, she simply stared at Wei Yanzhou.
And then he caught his eyes looking over again.
Wei Yanzhou, who was caught naked, was not embarrassed. He leaned across the small table on the couch and threw the memorial in his hand on the table with great solemnity.
Cheng Ning thought what he was going to do and listened intently to what he said.
"I asked the imperial doctor, if my throat is like this, it won't hinder sexual intercourse."
Cheng Ning heard him say.
There was a blank look on her face for a moment, and then Wei Yanzhou took the embroidery away, picked her up, walked quickly to the bed, and threw her on the bed.
"..."
He really couldn't bear to go a day without being angry with her.
Wei Yanzhou had already covered her, kissed her forehead, eyes, slid down her neck and buried her deeply.
Cheng Ning gasped at his provocation. She couldn't make a sound, otherwise she would curse.
Now he could only reach out and scratch Wei Yanzhou's shoulder.
Even if being mute does not hinder sexual intercourse, she is still considered a disabled person. How could Wei Yanzhou, a stallion, be so tough?
But she soon had no time to think about this. Wei Yanzhou was very familiar with her body and knew where it was sensitive and where the reaction was stronger.
Her clothes were covered by Wei Yanzhou's big palm and slipped, revealing her fragrant jade shoulders.
Wang Xi's long sigh that night filled his mind: "It might be better if I give birth to an heir."
Therefore, Wei Yanzhou used extra force tonight. He pinched Cheng Ning's thin waist and the curtains swayed with the movement.
Until Cheng Ning couldn't bear it and fainted.
