There were two ways for the emperor to favor his concubines. One was to summon them, which was to summon them to the emperor's palace to serve him. The other was to visit them, which was to have the emperor visit the concubine's palace to seek pleasure.
Once summoned, the chosen concubine had to bathe and change clothes as quickly as possible before heading to the emperor's palace — — the North Pole Palace.
Although the Da An dynasty's summons wasn't like some dynasties in history where the concubines were stripped naked and wrapped in blankets, Su Yu was still forced to bathe again. After rejecting Yang Gonggong's suggestion to give him incense, Su Yu put on a plain, wide-sleeved gown and jumped onto the carriage that had come to pick him up.
After jumping onto the carriage, Su Yu regretted it. He should have said that he had diarrhea and couldn't serve the emperor. He really wasn't mentally prepared to serve the emperor on his first day in the palace.
Ye Xiao Palace wasn't far from the North Pole Palace. At night, the imperial palace was very quiet. Only the footsteps of the patrolling guards echoed on the palace road. Sitting in the carriage, Su Yu felt that the silence around him was a bit off. Only then did he realize that he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.
The North Pole Palace was located in the center of the imperial palace. The building was tall and broad, and the atmosphere was grand.
Every three steps, there was a person, and every five steps, there was a sentry. Countless guards were distributed around the palace with solemn expressions.
Stepping onto the forty-nine white marble steps, he walked step by step into the brightly lit emperor's palace. To be honest, at this moment, Su Yu truly felt the majesty of an emperor. The person who lived here held the power to kill everyone in the world. And this person was now his husband. He didn't have any right to resist.
"Greetings, Imperial Concubine Su." Wang Gonggong smiled as he bowed to Su Yu.
"Wang Gonggong, you don't have to call me Imperial Concubine." Su Yu was very helpless. Being called like this, his nervous mood immediately lessened a bit.
"His Majesty is inside. You can go in by yourself. This servant won't disturb you." Wang Gonggong smiled as he indicated for Su Yu to open the second door. The surrounding palace maids and eunuchs followed Wang Gonggong out of the room and closed the door behind them.
His Majesty had never summoned anyone to serve him …
His Majesty had always been weak and sickly since he was a child, and his temperament was violent …
Su Yu stopped in front of the palace gates and took a deep breath. "This subject, Su Yu, requests an audience."
Su Yu subconsciously closed his eyes as the ten-foot tall, hollowed out dragon carved doors slowly opened, and the bright candlelight in the hall rushed into his face.
The vast Emperor's bedchamber suddenly appeared in front of him. The entire palace was covered with soft carpets. Bright yellow silk ribbons hung down from the high beams of the room, interweaving into a beautiful scene like smoke and fog. In the waning light, a person wearing a black robe embroidered with a nine-clawed golden dragon stood with his hands behind his back.
Emperors were the heavens.
Su Yu quickly knelt down and saluted: "This subject, Su Yu, kowtows in salute to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."
An Hong-chul turned around and quietly looked at Su Yu, who was kneeling on the ground. "You may rise."
He seemed to have heard this voice somewhere before. Su Yu stood up and raised his head to look at the Emperor.
Solemn and solemn, straightforward and clear, with the grace of a dragon and a phoenix, natural and natural!
"It's you!" Su Yu couldn't help but exclaim. This handsome face that could be said to be stunning and domineering, wasn't it the Shadow Guard who took away the sauce that morning?
Stupid slave. An Hong-chul coldly snorted and slowly approached Su Yu. He raised his hand and pinched his chin. "You've already seen Zhen. Why are you so surprised?"
The slender and white fingers had a very comfortable temperature, but the strength was a bit strong. Su Yu couldn't help but slightly frown, and his heart became even more nervous. The Emperor's appearance didn't look like a weak and sickly person at all. What's more, the way he climbed over the wall that day was so nimble. It was obvious that he was a martial arts expert.
He still remembered clearly what happened that morning. This person grabbed his throat and warned him not to tell anyone, otherwise, the Su family would be buried with him. There must be a lot of implications. So, the Emperor married him into the palace to make him keep a secret? But, what secret should he keep?
"This subject didn't know the Emperor's identity at the time and offended you. This subject asks for the Emperor's forgiveness." Su Yu knelt down and bowed his head to admit his guilt, and conveniently freed his chin.
An Hong-chul frowned. This stupid slave had never spoken to him in such a pretentious manner. This made him feel strange and dissatisfied at the same time. He coldly snorted and said, "Did Zhen summon you to ask for forgiveness?"
"Yes …" Su Yu shivered and quickly stood up. Looking at the incomparably handsome Emperor, he didn't know what to do. If he didn't ask for forgiveness, then he had to serve the Emperor in bed. But how?
"Come here and help Zhen bathe." An Hong-chul glanced at him. So stupid!
Behind the layers of curtains, smoke curled up. Two dragon heads carved from obsidian were embedded in the wall, and clear water flowed out from the dragon's mouths.
Su Yu unskillfully took off the Emperor's casual clothes. He peeled off the black silk robe and undid the jade belt, revealing the dark gold inner robe. The warm body temperature passed through the thin inner robe to his fingertips. Thinking that he was taking off the Emperor's clothes, his fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly. He didn't know if it was from nervousness or excitement.
An Hong-chul was bored. He tilted his head and sniffed Su Yu's neck. It was fresh and refreshing. There wasn't any scent of spices. There was only a faint smell of seawater. The dissatisfaction in his heart was immediately washed away by a lot.
The Emperor was half a head taller than Su Yu. Being so close to him made Su Yu feel a lot of pressure. His already tense state of mind was startled by this sudden movement, but he didn't dare to move. He could only stand there stiffly and allow the warm breath to blow on his neck, creating layers of goosebumps.
An Hong-chul looked at the dazed Su Yu and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. He sneered in a low voice, "Stupid slave."
"Ah?" Su Yu raised his head to look at him. He couldn't help but admit that the Emperor's eyes were very beautiful. He had felt this way last time. The deep and serene pupils revealed a strange amber color. They were clear like glass beads that had been washed by a clear spring.
Outside the hall, Wang Gonggong was personally guarding the door. The little eunuch asked with concern, "Gonggong, the Emperor hasn't bathed yet. If we don't go in to serve him, will Niangniang be able to serve him by herself?"
Wang Gonggong looked at the little eunuch with a smile that wasn't a smile: "Niangniang Su is not an ordinary person."
Niangniang Su was indeed not an ordinary person. At this moment, Su Yu also thought so.
Anyone who could watch the Emperor jump into the pool in his inner robe and then casually throw him, who was dressed neatly, into the water without any change in expression was not an ordinary person!
Su Yu wiped away the water droplets on his face and turned his head to look at the Emperor. He saw that the Emperor had already thrown his soaked inner robe to the side of the pool, revealing his wide, honey-colored shoulders.
"What are you doing in a daze? Come here and let zhen bathe." The Emperor lay down by the pool and threw a soft silk cloth to Su Yu.
He felt that the Emperor's movements were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Su Yu shook his head and first took off his soaked outer robe and inner robe. It wasn't cold to be bare-chested on a hot summer day. After thinking about it, he still left his underwear on. Serving the boss with clothes on was taking a bath. Serving the boss without clothes was acting like a hooligan.
The Emperor's figure was very good. He had wide shoulders and a thin waist. His muscles were tight. Su Yu couldn't help but secretly touch it. The feeling was like a steel knife wrapped in silk. It was full of danger and made people unable to stop themselves.
An Hong-chul didn't even turn his head and reached out to slap away Su Yu's groping hand. Then, he lay down again.
Su Yu embarrassedly withdrew his hand that was groping the Emperor's tofu. He thought that it was no wonder the Imperial Family rarely chose male concubines. After all, the Emperor himself was so handsome. If a male concubine served him, it was hard to say who would suffer.
After taking a bath with great difficulty, Su Yu changed into the clothes that had already been prepared by the pool. He turned to look at the Emperor who was lazily lying on the soft couch by the pool. He went over to dry his hair and put on his inner robe. But after doing all this, the Emperor was still lying on the soft couch without any intention of moving.
"Stupid slave, why haven't you carried zhen to the bed to sleep yet!" An Hong-chul habitually reached out his hand. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he wasn't in his cat form and immediately froze in the air.
Su Yu also froze. What did he just hear? "Carry the Emperor" to the bed to sleep? He looked at the Emperor from head to toe. He didn't look like the "weak, sickly, and inconvenient" Emperor at all. He secretly thought that this high salary really wasn't easy to get.
Before the Emperor could lose his temper, Su Yu tactfully picked up the Emperor. Although he often worked, it was still a bit strenuous to pick up a grown man. After walking a few steps, Su Yu couldn't hold on anymore. There was still a long distance from the bathtub to the dragon bed. Su Yu gritted his teeth and simply lowered his weight, putting the Emperor on his shoulder. As someone who often carried fish tanks and straw baskets, this kind of action was easy for him. His footsteps immediately became lighter as he went straight to the dragon bed.
"Bastard, who carries like this? Put zhen down! "The Emperor was naturally very dissatisfied with being carried like a sack. He made a fuss about being put down.
Su Yu could only put the Emperor down. As a result, because their center of gravity was unstable, the two of them fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a large soft cushion on the ground, so they weren't hurt at all. However, Su Yu's hair was still wet. This fall wet the Emperor's lapel.
"Really stupid," An Hong-chul immediately jumped up and grabbed Su Yu's collar to lift him up. He disdainfully touched the wet mark on his chest, "Wipe your hair dry. Otherwise, you're not allowed to come close to zhen."
The four corners of the dragon bed were covered with light yellow soft curtains. The situation on the bed was faintly discernible. The large and exquisite dragon bed was covered with soft yellow bedding. There were four or five soft pillows of different shapes on the bed. It looked very comfortable.
Su Yu dried his hair and hesitated for a while. Then he walked to the side of the bed, took a deep breath, and slowly lifted the bed curtain.
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