Inside the Sweet Nectar Hall, the candles on the left and right of the bed flickered with a faint light.
The incense burner on the table curled up, and wisps of faint smoke enveloped the entire bedchamber.
The golden curtains of the dragon bed in the inner hall had already been lowered, concealing the figure inside.
A moment later, a white hand reached out from inside, lifted the curtains, and slowly stepped off the bed.
Siyang lowered her head to look at Xue Pinggui, who reeked of alcohol and was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed. The corners of her mouth twitched mockingly. Finally, she slowly lowered the curtains and turned to walk to the table.
She opened the lid of the incense burner and gently fiddled with the silver hairpin.
A pair of hands silently hugged her slender waist from behind, and then a low voice with a warm breath sounded in her ear.
"If His Majesty knew that Her Majesty would rather take the risk of tampering with his calming incense than be entangled in bed with him, I don't know what he would think."
Looking down at the large hands on her waist, Siyang slowly inserted the silver hairpin into her hair bun. She deftly broke away from the arms around her, turned around, and looked at the handsome man in front of her. Her lips curled into a smile, and her hand pressed against his chest, increasing the distance between the two of them.
"The Runan Of Gojoseon entered the palace without an imperial edict, and barged into the Sweet Nectar Hall at night. What should be the punishment for such a rebellious act?"
Li Yi lowered his head to look at Siyang's increasingly beautiful face. His chest heated up, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He held the hand in front of her chest with one hand, and leaned close to her ear. His voice was low and mellow: "Her Majesty the Empress missed out one sentence."
Siyang raised her eyebrows slightly. In the next moment, her waist was once again held, and her body was pressed into the man's embrace with more force.
"This official still has to go to Mount Wu with Her Majesty. Should I add another crime of causing chaos in the palace?
"That Wangye is really capable." Siyang laughed mockingly.
Li Yi paused slightly, and did not take her words to heart. His large hand wrapped around her hand, and pulled it to his chest. His gaze swept over the tightly covered dragon bed, and his black eyes narrowed: "Her Majesty the Empress has decided."
"Wangye is already here, and you still say such words. If you regret it … oh, you …" Siyang's remaining words were all swallowed back into her mouth.
Her nostrils were filled with a completely unfamiliar scent. The slightly forceful nibbling on her lips made Si Yang struggle in dissatisfaction. Immediately after, her body was encircled by an even greater force. Actually, if she really wanted to break free, even ten of these people wouldn't be able to stop her. However, tonight was one of her plans, so she allowed him to do as he pleased.
After a long time, their lips parted, and an ambiguous atmosphere mingled between the two.
"This official suddenly has something that this official does not understand. Can Her Majesty explain?" Pulling her into his embrace, the hand that was holding Siyang's chin changed to gently rubbing her cheeks. Li Yi's eyes were tightly fixed on her.
"Wangye, speak." Siyang changed her position, and leaned into his embrace.
"Why did you choose me?" He asked softly, and then planted a kiss on her earlobe. He watched with satisfaction at that instant sensitive reaction.
Siyang tilted her head and laughed lightly, her finger casually drawing on his chest: "Wangye thinks that the ambition in his eyes is hidden very well. Unfortunately, this consort has a pair of eyes that can see through the smallest details. You can fool Xue Pinggui, but you can't fool this consort."
As for why Siyang and this Wangye had only met twice, it could only be said that benefits were the driving force.
As far as she knew, the previous emperor was muddle-headed and incompetent, but his methods of eliminating dissidents were very forceful. His throne was snatched from his brothers. Of the previous emperor's princes, Wangye, some were dead, some were injured, and there were not many who survived unscathed.
Although this Runan Of Gojoseon did not have many achievements, and his territory was a remote and desolate place, he survived. Moreover, after Xue Pinggui ascended the throne, he quickly bowed his head and came to Chang 'an to act in a low-key manner.
Others said that the Runan Of Gojoseon was cowardly, incompetent, and timid. However, everything he did in secret was probably unknown to others. Today, he was able to enter Xue Pinggui's palace without being noticed. It seemed that the power he hid in secret was not to be underestimated.
Regardless of whether Li Yi wanted to rebel or not, Xue Pinggui's world was not in Siyang's eyes. Now, it was only because of Tuozan's threat that he held back his hand to harm Wang Baochuan. Since he was such a cold-blooded and heartless man, there was no use in keeping him alive.
However, directly killing Xue Pinggui was also not a good idea. That would only benefit Tuozan. When the time came, the entire Xiliang Army would listen to her orders. If she took this opportunity to unify the army, even Li Yi was not completely confident.
At that time, it would be troublesome to deal with Siyang.
Therefore, the best method now was to slowly nibble away at them.
"Your Highness's insight is like a torch. This subject admires you."
"Hmph." Snorting softly, Siyang cast a sidelong glance at him. She snorted at his pun. It was a disguised boast.
"Whatever Your Highness wants to do, you can do it freely." The hand on his chest was really seductive. Li Yi took a deep breath, hugged her, and said slowly, "This subject is willing to be your support."
"Whatever it is?" Siyang looked at him without batting an eyelid.
"Whatever it is …" His last words became softer and softer. He stared at her with dark eyes and surging emotions. Their lips were pressed together, and his breath was slow and ambiguous. "As long as you want …"
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the overlapping shadows of the two people on the ground.
Their clothes rustled, and the sound of their low voices rose and fell in the hall. Occasionally, there were layers of heavy breathing.
The next day.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Xue Pinggui looked at the bed curtain above his head. He was in a daze.
"Your Majesty, you're awake." A gentle voice sounded above him. Xue Pinggui stilled. He looked up and saw Siyang leaning against the head of the bed. Her hands were gently rubbing his temples.
"Baochuan, you …" The memory of last night slowly came back. Xue Pinggui only remembered that he had left her behind after he got drunk. Now it was up to him.
Si Yang's long hair was let down and draped behind her back. She was only wearing a thin set of pajamas. At this moment, she didn't have the majesty she had under the heavy makeup yesterday. Instead, she had the pretty face of a young girl, which made Xue Pinggui's heart flutter. He quietly held Si Yang's hand, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Last night, the Empress and I …"
"Your Majesty." Siyang looked at him reproachfully. Then she sat up and changed the topic. "It's getting late. Your Majesty should get up and prepare for morning court."
Xue Pinggui laughed softly and joked, "The Empress is still the same as when she was young. Shy …" He paused. His face showed embarrassment. He carefully looked at Siyang. Seeing that she did not have a big reaction, he sighed in relief.
After a hangover, one would have a splitting headache. However, when Xue Pinggui woke up, he was refreshed and energetic. He knew after talking.
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