Empress with no Virtue Chapter 20: Bed together

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Ye Zhenzhen finally understood what it means to have trouble come out of your mouth.

She looked at Ji Wu Jiu stiffly, "Your Majesty, I'm like this now..." She didn't say any more, her eyes fell on the injured leg. I'm already a disabled person, so don't bother me anymore.

"It's just a night's rest here. Where did the Queen think she was?" Ji Wu Jiu looked at her, the smile in his eyes became even brighter.

Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head in shame, where else could she think of going. She now understood that Ji Wu Jiu simply wanted to embarrass her.

The candlelight in the room was bright, reflecting Ye Zhenzhen's red face. When Ji Wu Jiu saw how shy she was, he stopped talking and stopped teasing. Although this woman was usually thick-skinned, she had only experienced that kind of thing once, and it was still halfway through... Ji Wu Jiu realized that his train of thought was a little off track, and quickly calmed down, instructing Feng Youde to bring the memorial to Kunning Palace. Grant here.

Ye Zhenzhen let Su Yue arrange it, and then ignored him and studied the drawings on her own. The emperor and empress were each doing their own things seriously. The room was very quiet for a while, with only the shadow of the candle flickering and the red sleeves adding fragrance.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Ye Zhen Zhen was so sleepy that her chin was a little bit tired, but Ji Wu Jiu didn’t say she was sleepy, so she couldn’t go to sleep first. Later, she couldn't bear it anymore. She squinted her misty eyes and looked at Ji Wu Jiu, and found that he was also looking at her.

Because she was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't see Ji Wu Jiu's expression clearly. She didn't care about it anyway, "Your Majesty, go to bed early. There will be an early morning court tomorrow."

Ji Wu Jiu lowered his head, picked up the pen again, and said while writing, "Queen, go to sleep first when you are tired, don't worry about me."

Ye Zhenzhen didn't even say a polite word. When Suyue and Sufeng helped her to bed, she had already fallen asleep.

After reviewing the memorial for a while, Ji Wu Jiu stretched his slightly stiff body and was about to go to bed. Several palace maids gently helped him get into bed, put down the bright yellow bed curtain, and the tassels on the top of the tent swayed slightly, and gradually calmness returned. The steady breathing of the two people intertwined with each other, like the collision of two silent streams. There was only a dim gauze lamp left outside the tent, and the red candlelight flickered to encourage people to fall asleep.

The autumn wind suddenly started blowing outside, and everything was silent. Above the withered treetops, a crescent moon hangs in the distance, arched by thousands of bright stars, like an eternal light in the dark night, accompanying thousands of households to a good sleep.

Ji Wu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, the dim light flowing in his eyes that were darker than the night, reflecting the disbelief on his face.

A hand quietly reached out from his lower body and thigh.

The fingers are slender, long, soft, and full of heat. The catkins traced along the outside of his thighs and finally stopped at the top of his thighs.

Ji Wu Jiu's heartbeat gradually became uncontrollable, and he turned his head to look at Ye Zhen Zhen. She was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, but her brows were slightly raised, as if she was feeling uncomfortable somewhere.

Isn't it because of dissatisfaction? Ji Wu Jiu was startled by this idea, but at the same time there was an indescribable excitement in his heart.

Ye Zhenzhen bent her fingers and scratched his thigh, paused, and then scratched again.

Ji Wu Jiu was tickled for a while, and the itch spread all the way up his legs to his throat. He swallowed unconsciously.

Still itchy.

Ye Zhenzhen still didn't know it, and her hand was tickling her even more happily.

Ji Wu Jiu had no choice but to hold her hand. A thought flashed through his mind quickly, so he grabbed her hand and put it on her own leg. Ye Zhenzhen grabbed it hard a few times, and finally became quiet, her brows relaxed, and she fell asleep.

Sure enough, it was an itch on my leg and I scratched it wrongly.

Ji Wu Jiu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He closed his eyes again, but this time he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The blood in the body seemed to heat up, clamoring to boil. Although the hand on the leg has left, the feeling of being touched there remains and lingers.

If her hand had moved just one more inch...

Once this weird idea appears, it can no longer be suppressed. Ji Wu Jiu controlled himself not to think about it, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. If her hand moved up another inch, she would touch...

Feeling the obvious changes in his body, Ji Wu Jiu once again couldn't laugh or cry.

Ever since he was an adult, he has never been repressed or indulgent in sex. This kind of thing is just like eating. Eat when you are hungry. Eat until you are eighty full. Therefore, it was rare for him to be dissatisfied with his desires. Now that he had such a big reaction when someone touched his legs, he himself felt very surprised. Of course, no one had taken the initiative to touch him before.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Wu Jiu tried to calm down, but what happened was that his little brother raised his head even higher.

No matter how rational a man is, when the blood in his body rushes to his lower body, the string that directs his actions will also shift downwards. No matter how strong his self-control was, Ji Wu Jiu was still a man.

At this moment, his eyes dimmed and he looked at Ye Zhenzhen beside him again.

Someone was still sleeping soundly and smacking his lips.

Ji Wu Jiu sat up, reached for the back of her neck, and pressed **** her sleeping point a few times. Then, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his crotch.

Indoor, the dim candlelight was still swaying tirelessly, but the silky bed curtain that had been silent for a long time suddenly started to shake, like a bright yellow waterfall, flowing and rolling continuously, causing waves of heavy breathing to linger. .

***

Although Ji Wu Jiu barely slept the night before, he still felt refreshed when he woke up in the morning. Feng Youde looked at it and saw that the emperor's face looked better today than in the past few days. He was neither weak nor dry. It must be that the food supplements he had taken these days had an effect.

Perhaps there was still some lingering power from the few presses on the sleeping point, so the sound of Ji Wu Jiu getting up did not wake up Ye Zhen Zhen. Su Yue wanted to wake her up, but Ji Wu Jiu waved his hand and asked Su Yue to wake up. Gently lower the bed curtain.

Ji Wu Jiu was in good spirits, but when he thought about what he did last night, he felt at a loss. There was never a shortage of women around him, and this was his first experience of committing suicide, not to mention holding Ye Zhen Zhen's hand, which would always feel awkward.

But now the facts are in front of him: he was in the mood, but he couldn't control it, and he was really comfortable...

So Ji Wu Jiu was a little confused.

This entanglement continued from Kunning Palace to Huangji Palace, and was finally interrupted by Ye Xiuming and Fang Xiuqing.

Ji Wu Jiu sat on the large dragon throne and watched expressionlessly as the two great bachelors rolled up their sleeves and quarreled in person.

These two, one as the first minister and the other as the second minister, can be said to be the two most powerful people in the world besides Ji Wu Jiu. Now these two extremely respected old guys are not reserved at all. They are emotional and fierce in their words. The people around them do not dare to participate in this level of quarrel, nor do they dare to persuade them. They all watch in silence. Ji Wu Jiu.

Ji Wu Jiu was also watching the fun.

The reason for their quarrel was the reservoir construction project. Ye Mufang had already set off for Shandong. As soon as he arrived in Shandong, he encountered difficulties. Ye Xiuming insisted that Fang Xiuqing had done something about it, so he complained to the emperor, implying that Fang Xiuqing was taking personal revenge and ignoring the people and the country, and strongly suggested Ji Wu Jiu revised his plan.

Whether he did it or not, Fang Xiuqing would never admit it. So he retorted and accused Ye Xiu Ming of spouting nonsense, deceiving the emperor, and disobeying the holy order.

It seems that both sides are very capable of criticizing the other.

In fact, this matter was not serious at first. But first Ye Xiu Ming wanted to express his attitude so that Fang Xiuqing wouldn't dare to go too far. Secondly, he also knew that "children who cry get candy", so he decided to mention it to Ji Wu Jiu more often, even if it was ten times. He can agree to one thing, and it's very cost-effective.

Ji Wu Jiu had seen enough and comforted the two old guys respectively, and then issued another imperial edict: allocate another sum of money to Ye Mufang.

Although he hates Ye, he never likes to delay important events for the sake of private party disputes. In any case, the faster this project progresses, the better. Fang Xiuqing can cause obstacles, but he must also be careful not to delay the progress of the project.

So Ji Wu Jiu's move was clearly to set a trap for Fang Xiuqing, to give him a warning in advance and tell him where His Majesty the Emperor's bottom line was.

After the morning session, Ji Wu Jiu took a walk in the imperial garden. When passing by Hanguang Hall, I looked at a laurel tree in front of the hall and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked Feng Youde, "I remember that Concubine Zhuang would usually make some sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored snacks, which were soft and delicious. Why are they not available this year?"

"Back to the Emperor, Concubine Zhuang also made some this year, but... they were all eaten up by the Queen."

"..."

As an emperor, Ji Wu Jiu would not blame the queen for eating a few pieces of food, but he still walked to Kunning Palace unknowingly. Seeing Wang Youcai taking a deep breath and opening his mouth wide as he was about to shout something, Ji Wu Jiu raised his hand to stop him, and Wang Youcai held back the breath he raised.

Ji Wu Jiu walked to the window and heard conversations coming from inside.

In the room, Ye Zhenzhen looked dazed, as if she was recalling something. Su Yue didn't know what happened last night, but when she thought about Ye Zhen Zhen's temper, she couldn't help but worry. She smiled and asked, "Mother, what are you thinking about, so fascinated?"

"Suyue, I had a dream last night."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that I had two walnuts."

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat walnuts? I will ask someone to bring you some salt-baked walnut kernels."

"No," Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and said hesitantly, "I just held them in my hands and didn't eat them."

"I think it's because the meridians in the empress's hands are blocked, and they need to be invigorated. Why not let Wang Youcai find some Wenwan walnuts, hold them in his hands and play with them every day, which can open up the meridians and strengthen the heart meridians."

Ye Zhenzhen stared at her hands in confusion, "But... I really feel that I just have two walnuts..."

When Ji Wu Jiu heard this, he turned around and left. Although he staggered a little, he walked very fast. Feng Youde trotted to keep up with him, secretly looking at the His Majesty's face, as if... a little stiff? It seems that he is forcing himself to endure something...

Kunning Palace and Qianqing Palace are not far apart, only separated by Jiaotai Palace. Ji Wu Jiu returned to Qianqing Palace and finally couldn't help it anymore. He sat at the table and started laughing muffledly. His laughter was very low and his shoulders were shaking.

Feng Youde was very worried. Your Majesty's body is healed, but the illness will not be transferred to your brain...