Chapter 59
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nTranslator: Nigaria
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nHow could the emperor and a concubine have a married life like that of a normal secular couple?
nJust thinking about how it clashes with society norms.
nThat was what Sheng Siyu wanted to say, but looking at Bai Weiwei’s soft and adoring eyes, he suddenly couldn’t bear give her the blow.
nWhen he picked up the teacup, his fingers were a bit jittery.
nWhen he first killed someone, his hands didn’t shake. But to his surprise, today, under Bai Weiwei’s eyes filled with admiration, he could not hold his teacup stably.
nBai Weiwei cutely drank and began to feel dizzy.
nSheng Siyu whispered, “Dear concubine, you should rest.”
nBai Weiwei nodded foolishly, with blushing cheeks, her head began to become unclear.
nShe was on guard this time, knowing that she would be losing her sense of reason when the drug took effect, and her legs were soft. But there still was some mobility.
nBefore completely losing her conscience, she suddenly reached out and boldly hugged Sheng Siyu.
nThe jade-like arms, so soft they seemed boneless, made Sheng Siyu stiff, completely unable to think about how to free himself.
nHe looked anxiously at the sword hanging on the wall, wanting to seize it in order to resist the softness of that arm.
nBut the next moment, Bai Weiwei squeezed into his broad and sturdy chest looking like a kitten rubbing him. Sheng Siyu breathed heavily.
nNot a single one of the women in his brimming harem had been able to get close to him.
nHe used the tea to deal with the imperial concubines whenever he flipped their plaques.
nEven with Concubine Chen, who was more difficult to deal with, he prepared a fragrant tea with hallucinatory effects twice as strong just to handle her.
nHe grew up in the military barracks. He couldn’t leave the barracks, and the army was completely made of men. He had never really interacted with a woman.
nThat year he led the army immediately to dive into assistance, and also to save his mother.
nBut it was too late.
nHis mother, who as a palace maid was regarded as a disgrace by the emperor, and thus suffered all kinds of humiliation from the people of the palace. Then when the crown prince forced the emperor to abdicate.
nThe Empress at that time, which was the current Empress Dowager imprisoned her, that swine.
nThat swine… she chopped off her limbs, dug out both eyes, skewed her ears, and cut out her tongue and placed it in front of her nose.
nWhen he had arrived, he saw his barely still-alive mother die under such torture.
nHad his moves not been hampered by the four great families, he would have hacked that lowly woman who killed his mother into pieces.
nAt that time, he vowed in his heart, the Empress Dowager, the four great clans, he would completely eradicate them all.
nAnd the women in the harem reminded him of how he was bullied and humiliated by the harem concubines when he was a child. The serpent’s heart of these imperial concubines, he clearly knew.
nWhen he had to touched them, he would simply hold their hand without feeling the softness. He was reminded of his mother’s rotten body, and felt so sick he couldn’t eat for three days.
nIf the Head Eunuch hadn’t found that strange hallucinatory drug, he didn’t know how he could have borne with those serpent and scorpion women.
nAnd Bai Weiwei probably was the first woman he ever met that didn’t cause him to be disgusted.
nSheng Siyu’s body was as hard as a stone. It was obvious that he should push aside that unbridled Bai Weiwei, but his body didn’t obey his brain’s commands, and he refused to get up.
nThe soft body was like warm water, heating up again into a flame.
nThe delicate fingers were as tender as a willow branch harmlessly penetrated into his clothes, igniting every spot they touched in an enthusiastic flame he hadn’t ever encountered before.
nHe could hardly breathe, and every breath he took had a faint touch of her body’s sent, completely different from those fragrant perfumes.
n“Your Majesty, this concubine is uncomfortable…” Bai Weiwei hugged him and lightly rubbed against him while pleading in a pitiful soft voice.
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