Ye Zhen finally understood that it was very irrational to provoke a man with resentment, and even more irrational to provoke a man with dissatisfaction. She felt that she was going to die. Tomorrow, she would have to lie in bed all day.
"Ah Zhan … Ah Zhan …" Ye Zhen's hands wrapped around his neck weakly. "Don't, okay?"
She was answered by his more violent movements and his hot, ragged breathing in her ear.
Ye Zhen shivered for a while, and once again, her whole body was limp and weak. She knew that no matter how much she begged today, he would not let her go easily.
Mo Rongzhan pinched her slender waist, feeling her in his arms. For the past two years, every time he thought of her, his heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of needles. What hurt him the most was not her leaving, but the fear that he would no longer be in her heart.
He lowered his head and bit her chest. Hearing her soft and weak cry of pain, he felt a little better.
He was so angry that he wanted to beat her, but he couldn't bear to see her. How could she control his heart like this?
"Ye Zhen, do you have a heart or not?" Mo Rongzhan slowed down, took her hands away from him, and pressed them tightly on the top of her head. Then, he stared at her delicate face with the faint light from the lamp outside.
Ye Zhen's whole body was limp and numb. Hearing his still unrelieved tone of pain, she couldn't help crying. "Ah Zhan …"
"Don't call me that." Mo Rongzhan's voice was hoarse. "Compared with staying with me, what you want more is to go to sea freely, don't you?"
"No … no." Ye Zhen kissed his thin lips and choked with sobs. "I don't want to stay in Chengde Villa like being under house arrest. I go to sea because I don't want to really blame you one day. I have always been free at sea, but I can only feel at ease with you by my side."
Mo Rongzhan felt as if his throat was blocked by something. He kissed her back hard until he was out of breath. His thin lips were still attached to the corner of her lips. "Ye Zhen, is this your punishment for me? Why did you become the devil in my heart? Why can't I let you go? "
Ye Zhen bit him weakly. "You can't let me go. You must keep me in your heart."
"Are you willing to return to my heart now?" Mo Rongzhan's movements were still strong and slow, and his tone was unusually firm.
Ye Zhen felt that she was now suffering inhuman torture. She didn't know how many times he had taken her tonight. They hadn't been together for two years. In fact, she missed him very much. At first, she enjoyed it, but now she really couldn't stand it at all. But he could provoke her feelings again. "Oh … hurry up … I can't stand it …"
"Answer me, are you willing to return to my heart?" Mo Rongzhan was unmoved, he just wanted to see her be infatuated with him.
"I'm in your heart." I've never left! Ye Rou tightly clamped her legs around his waist, begging him to speed up, otherwise she would be tortured even more.
Mo Rongzhan hit her hard and finally stopped torturing her.
When the wind and rain stopped, the sky outside was already slightly bright.
Both of them were sweaty and the sheets were messy. Ye Zhen had softened into a pool of mud and fell into Mo Rongzhan's arms. She was so tired that she could not even open her eyes.
Mo Rongzhan asked Hong Ying and Hong Ling, who were outside, to bring in hot water. The two maids knew he was coming last night and tactfully went to the side hall.
The hot water was soon brought in. Mo Rongzhan held Ye Zhen in his arms and washed the sweat off their bodies.
"Woo …" Ye Zhen sobbed on Mo Rongzhan's shoulder.
Mo Rongzhan's heart tightened. "What's wrong?"
"I'm uncomfortable, uncomfortable." Ye Zhen scratched his chest.
"Where are you uncomfortable?" Mo Rongzhan took the clothes and put them on her. His big palms checked her body. His rough palms brought a burst of numbness. His fingertips inadvertently passed between her legs. She shivered, her cheeks flushed and she cried softly in his arms.
Mo Rongzhan was stunned for a while. The wetness on his fingertips made him immediately understand what was going on.
"It's okay, good girl. Today, I'm too ruthless." Because of too many times, her body had become sensitive to this extent. Mo Rongzhan hugged her in his arms and coaxed her, releasing her with his fingers. Looking at her beautiful appearance like a blooming rose in his arms, his heart finally softened.
The lights in the bedroom had been lit. Mo Rongzhan also saw the person in his arms clearly. She was already able to lead 100,000 elite troops to Dongqing, but she still looked delicate. It was as if no matter what she had become, she was still his little Jiaojiao by his side.
"Ah Zhan, I feel uncomfortable." Ye Zhen whimpered.
Mo Rongzhan chuckled. "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"My whole body feels uncomfortable." Ye Zhen cried. A crying child has milk to eat. She knew that Mo Rongzhan would not bear to see her suffer.
"I'll accompany you. You'll be fine after a nap." Mo Rongzhan whispered. "It won't be like this in the future."
Hong Ying and Hong Ling bowed their heads and tidied up the sheets. Listening to the soft and delicate voice of the Empress, they both blushed unconsciously. It seemed that … the Empress would only act like a spoiled child in front of the Emperor. They had never discovered that the Empress had such a side.
The bed was quickly tidied up. Mo Rongzhan fell asleep with Ye Zhen in his arms. He looked down at her for a while, and the little resentment in his heart finally disappeared. He sighed. "I'll rub it for you."
Ye Zhen whispered, "You sleep with me."
"It's going to be dawn. If I stay, won't you worry?" Mo Rongzhan asked coldly.
"Worry about what?" Ye Zhen couldn't open her eyes and asked in a daze.
Mo Rongzhan sneered. "There is another man in Her Majesty's room. What if it reaches the ears of your ministers?"
"You are my man. What's wrong with staying here?" Ye Zhen struggled to open her eyes and looked at Mo Rongzhan, who was still handsome and clear. The corners of her mouth were raised high.
"I heard that the imperial harem can accommodate a lot of men." Mo Rongzhan remembered the discussion he had heard, and an evil fire rushed in his body again.
Ye Zhen's scalp was numb. Did these words reach his ears so quickly? She put her little hands around his neck. "Why haven't I heard of it? It's enough to have you. I'm exhausted."
Mo Rongzhan snorted coldly and finally decided to let her go. He gently held her in his arms and the two gradually fell asleep.
Outside the palace, Hong Ling and Hong Ying stopped the two children who were about to rush into the bedroom.
"Little Prince, Little Princess, you can't go in and disturb the Empress today." Hong Ling said with a smile.
"Why?" Ming Xi raised his little face and asked.
Hong Ying and Hong Ling looked at each other. "The Empress is a little uncomfortable today and needs more rest."
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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