Chapter 202
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Feng Jiuqing was awakened by a slight breeze.
A familiar fragrance entered his nose. His handsome eyebrows furrowed, and the next moment, he opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Shen Yueji's smiling face, holding a fan in front of him.
The breeze blew across his jade-like face. The emerald fan looked a little familiar to him. He was stunned for a moment, and said: "Emerald fan?"
He lifted the brocade quilt and sat up, rubbing the space between his eyebrows.
"So Your Majesty still recognizes this emerald fan? While Your Majesty was asleep, Older Sister Empress came once, saying that she was here to thank this concubine. She also gave this concubine many gifts. Your Majesty, look, Older Sister Empress even gave this concubine this jade fan. "
"I heard that this emerald fan is a treasure given by the envoy of another country, and Your Majesty gave it to Empress. I didn't expect Sister Empress to be so generous to give it to me."
Feng Jiuqing looked at her, and there seemed to be something else in his gentle eyes.
But after a while, he looked away, and said tentatively: "When I was asleep, did I talk in my sleep?"
Shen Yueji blinked, and suddenly, her pretty face suddenly blushed.
Seeing her blushing pretty face, Feng Jiuqing's dark eyes overflowed with a layer of fierceness, but he quickly hid it quietly.
Shen Yueji sat on the edge of the bed, holding the emerald fan, and said shyly: "When Your Majesty was asleep, you didn't talk in your sleep, but when I was covering Your Majesty with the quilt, Your Majesty … suddenly took my hand …"
There was a strange look in his dark eyes.
Feng Jiuqing looked at her face, which seemed to want to say something. Although he was in a deep sleep, he was still conscious.
That familiar fragrance swirled around him, that familiar touch, that familiar taste.
He reached out his hand, and when he was about to touch the woman's neck, she seemed to be frightened and jumped away.
She looked at him with a frightened face: "Your Majesty!"
Her jumping away made the Emperor unhappy.
"Come here."
"What are you doing!"
Shen Yueji looked at him with a sad face, but she didn't go over.
Even when Feng Jiuqing was about to lash out at her, she did not know where she found the courage to not go.
"Your Majesty is such a bully. When you were asleep, you almost tainted this concubine's innocence. Now that you're awake, do you want to taint this concubine again?"
She covered her red face and complained angrily.
Two black lines appeared on the man's fair forehead: "Imperial Consort, have you forgotten your own identity?"
"I didn't forget!"
Shen Yueji looked back at him fiercely, "But the Emperor doesn't like this concubine!"
Without giving her a chance to speak, Shen Yueji felt a strong force forcing her to walk towards the edge of the bed.
She was getting closer and closer to the man, and she was shocked.
The man reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Suddenly, the world spun around her. Her body softened in the man's embrace as he brought her to the bed and pressed her under his body.
The collar in front of the neck was gently picked up by the man with his hand. The dense kiss marks on it numbed the man's eyes.
His eyes fell on the ambiguous marks, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.
The emotions that flashed across his handsome face were too complicated. There was entanglement, pain, and regret.
He actually lost control of her …
He always thought that it was a dream. In the dream, her figure appeared countless times. In the dream, he lost control of himself and tangled with her. He held her in his arms and poured out his love and longing for her.
She leaned into his arms obediently, her face full of shyness.
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