Chapter 1277
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He Ziyu pursed his lips as he read through the memorials with a calm expression, but his ears hidden behind his hair were slightly red and burning hot.
He put down the brush in his hand and turned to look at the girl beside him, "You ….. Don't look at zhen!"
With her looking at him like this, how could he read through the memorials with a calm heart?
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing raised a brow, "Why?"
She propped up her chin and her fingers pinched a strand of hair by He Ziyu's ear. She gently stroked the youth's cheek, "Emperor is so handsome, this concubine can't get enough of looking at you."
"Or ….. is Emperor shy?" She suddenly asked with a soft laugh.
He was angry and embarrassed as he sternly said with a frown, "What nonsense are you saying, how could zhen be shy!"
"Since Emperor isn't shy, why can't this concubine look?" She raised a brow and replied with a teasing smile.
He Ziyu choked on his words. He couldn't refute and could only sullenly turn his head, "As you wish!"
After saying this, he picked up the brush on the side again and continued to read through the memorials in his hand.
There were several thick stacks of memorials on the table. According to He Ziyu's usual speed, he could finish reading them in two hours. But today, he had spent an entire six hours reading them and they were full of holes.
The sky outside was already dark. He Ziyu put down the brush in his hand and tiredly pinched his forehead.
He thought of the girl sitting next to him and looked over, but he was stunned.
The girl beside him had fallen asleep on the table at an unknown time. Her arms were on the table and her head was leaning against him.
Her peaceful and pure sleeping face was revealed to him like this. The right side of her face was pressed down, so her mouth looked a bit pouty. It was dark red and looked very attractive.
He Ziyu couldn't help but think of the kiss from before that couldn't really be considered a kiss.
It was so soft, mixed with sweetness, and a mellow and sweet taste of milk.
He Ziyu couldn't help gulping as his dark and bewitching eyes slightly darkened. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, caressing the mole at the end of her eye.
He looked at her. In the dimly lit Palace of Heavenly Purity, she was half-hugging the rosy clouds of dusk. Under the flickering light, the girl's fair and tender side profile appeared even more gentle.
He Ziyu slowly reached out his hand and gently lifted the strands of hair beside the girl's cheek.
She slowly hooked the strand of hair behind her fair ear.
His gaze fell on the girl's ears. Her earlobes were small but round.
He Ziyu thought that it would be very soft and comfortable to pinch.
Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door of the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
He Ziyu quickly regained his senses. He hurriedly retracted his hand and glanced at the girl. Seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, he heaved a sigh of relief.
After he calmed himself down, he pursed his lips and asked calmly, "What is it?"
Outside the door, Eunuch Cao bowed and respectfully said: "Replying to the emperor, it's already late. This servant wants to ask if the emperor needs to light the lamp now?"
He Ziyu withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Come in."
"Yes."
Eunuch Cao opened the door and slowly walked in.
He lit the lamp and turned around to see Shen Wanqing sleeping on the table.
Eunuch Cao was stunned and couldn't believe it.
The empress and the emperor had been alone in the Palace of Heavenly Purity for so long and the empress had actually fallen asleep next to them?!
Also …
Eunuch Cao secretly glanced at He Ziyu and saw that there wasn't a trace of impatience on the emperor's face.
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