Chapter 95
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She was surprised and waved her hand in front of his face. "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
The next moment, her hand was grabbed by the man.
She fell into the man's arms.
The man hugged her so tightly that he wanted to rub her into his body.
"Is it my fault?"
...
He never wanted to kill her. Never.
He believed her and never doubted her.
He … he just …
"Your Majesty … Your Majesty …"
Shen Yueji struggled in his arms. "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? It's me. "
The woman's restlessness in his arms made Feng Jiuqing gradually come back to his senses. A smile appeared on his pale face. He reached out and smoothed her messy hair. "If there is a next time, I will listen to your explanation, okay?"
Shen Yueji heard his words. "Your Majesty, you still think there will be a next time? Other men say comforting words and promise that there will never be a next time. But you, you can't wait for this kind of thing to happen again."
"You don't want me to live a long life."
Feng Jiuqing smiled weakly. "In this harem, I can't promise you."
If it were someone else, he might not have said it so directly.
But it made sense.
The harem was a big dye vat. No matter how clean and kind a person was, who could guarantee that they would be the same in this harem?
"Go to sleep. It's getting late."
The man's words made Shen Yueji's little face startled. She asked in a surprised voice, "Your Majesty, are you really going to stay here tonight?"
Feng Jiuqing's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly. "At this time, do you still want to drive me away?"
Shen Yueji blushed and squirmed. "Your Majesty, I … I'm not ready yet."
Shen Yueji was shocked. She covered her head and stared at him pitifully. "Your Majesty, why did you hit me?"
The young Emperor shook his head helplessly. "What is Imperial Concubine thinking about?"
"Your Majesty is the emperor and I am the concubine. If you stay here in the middle of the night, what do you want me to think?"
She couldn't help muttering.
Seeing that the man was about to raise his hand again, she hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran into the hall.
She kicked off her shoes and climbed into bed.
The man followed her in.
Shen Yueji didn't remember it very clearly, but she did have a child in her stomach. Shen Yueji didn't remember it very clearly.
The familiar memory was that he was used to hugging her to sleep together. The two of them slept together, and he never did anything that crossed the line.
This was the first time Shen Yueji had said that he would stay here for the night.
Although she believed that the man did not like her and would not do anything out of line with her, as long as she thought about sleeping with this man on the same pillow again, she would.
She couldn't help but hold the brocade quilt tightly. She was afraid that she would do something to him at night.
Fortunately, she had a vigilant look on her face and was glaring like a tiger at its prey.
As for Feng Jiuqing, he ordered Gao Dezhong to move all the memorials to the table in the inner hall.
The candlelight was lit. For her sake, the man specially asked Gao Dezhong to cover the candlelight so that the light would not be too dazzling and make her unable to sleep.
The dim candlelight could only illuminate a corner of the table. The man casually picked up a memorial, his movements elegant and his expression serious.
His handsome facial features were natural and unparalleled.
After staring at the man for a while, Feng Jiuqing seemed to have noticed something. His pale face had already returned to normal.
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