But I didn't fall asleep, I just looked at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.
She carefully recalled what happened today, and felt that when the emperor held her hand, it was obvious that he could not help himself.
But why can't I help myself?
Jiang Qing buried her head in the quilt, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but her heart felt sweet.
She decided to go to Qinzheng Hall as usual tomorrow, so that she might be able to find out whether her cousin liked her or not.
If yes…
If so, what will she do?
Jiang Qing suddenly felt short of breath and even panicked. She didn't know what to do. Should she just let nature take its course?
Is the emperor's uncontrollable feeling of infatuation a temporary infatuation, or does he really like her?
Jiang Qing fell asleep in a daze, dreaming of a pair of big hands hugging her waist, and the warm palms sliding along the skirt of her clothes. She breathed softly, but the emperor's deep and mellow voice came to her ears, and he said: "
Don't be afraid."
Jiang Qing hummed softly, closed her eyes in confusion, and asked for anything in her dream, as docile as a cat.
When she woke up, she realized that the quilt had been slid to her lower abdomen and her pajamas had been lifted up to her chest. If there wasn't another person in the dormitory, she would have suspected that she was being taken advantage of.
It's just that such a dream was too embarrassing. She pulled the quilt tightly and was unwilling to get up for a long time.
It was rare for Jiang Qing to stay in bed, so the nuns thought she was ill and quickly called the imperial doctor.
As a result, Jiang Qing simply complained that she had a headache, and the imperial doctor could not tell anything. He said that he might have caught a cold at night, so he prescribed medicine and got up to cook it.
Jiang Qing was telling Nanny Su not to disturb the emperor, but who knew the emperor was already here.
He went straight to the bedside. When Jiang Qing saw him, she wanted to get up, but he helped her and lay back down.
"You were fine last night. Did you catch a cold at night?"
"In the middle of the night, I kicked off the quilt." Jiang Qing's voice was as thin as a mosquito. It was her first time to pretend to be sick, and she felt guilty.
However, seeing the emperor so nervous, she felt a little sweet in her heart.
The emperor asked: "Where was the palace guard who was on duty last night?"
Aunt Su quickly stepped forward and reported back, "It's Lianxiang. The imperial concubine sent her to water the flowers as a punishment."
The sun is shining brightly outside, and it’s hard for the Emperor to say anything else?
In fact, Lianxiang was just asked to go to the flower house to pick flowers.
Jiang Qing also said: "I don't blame them, I don't like people walking around at night, and I won't be able to sleep well."
Aunt Su took the opportunity and said: "The imperial concubine has light sleep and is easily frightened at night. It is dark in Qiyun Palace and few palace people get up at night."
When the emperor heard this, he wondered: "Then why did he sleep like a pig when he was in Qinzheng Hall?"
Jiang Qing blushed with embarrassment and pinched the emperor lightly.
The emperor couldn't help but smile and took her hand.
Different from yesterday's unsympathetic and uncontrollable intimacy, today it seemed warm and affectionate, but neither of them spoke.
Aunt Su saw clearly from the side and said happily: "There is still an emperor in the Qinzheng Hall, so of course the noble concubine can sleep more peacefully.
The emperor's hand touched Jiang Qing's forehead and said, "Then I will accompany you in the evening."
Jiang Qing said quickly: "How can that be done? The emperor is already busy enough."
The emperor said: "No matter how busy you are, you still have to sleep. Don't worry, I'll make do with it."
Jiang Qing thought about the emperor's tall body, why did he surrender so weakly?
Just as he was about to refuse, he heard Nanny Su say: "This bed was originally prepared for the Emperor and His Majesty. It is very spacious, so there is no need to sleep on a soft bed."
Yu Deshui also rarely interjected: "The emperor comes to see the empress. The empress is already very happy, but if the emperor sleeps on the couch, the empress will have to worry about the emperor in the middle of the night. How can she have a good rest?"
"Your Majesty, it is better for you and your Majesty to make do with each other, so that you can still take care of each other."
Jiang Qing's face was like red clouds, she lowered her head and remained silent.
The emperor turned his head, glanced at Yu Deshui, and said, "Why didn't I realize before that you were so good at talking?"
Yu Deshui said hehely: "The emperor and the imperial concubine care about each other. They may have had a close connection last night, and the emperor couldn't sleep well."
"Ah?" Jiang Qing looked very surprised and looked at the emperor in surprise.
The emperor's old face turned hot, and he immediately explained: "The weather is getting hot..."
"Oh." Jiang Qing responded, thinking about it, it should be the same.
Only Yu Deshui pursed her lips and smiled, looking really happy.
When the emperor saw his smile, he really wanted to kick him out.
…
At noon, Grandma Su quietly went to Yu Deshui and asked if she wanted to make the bed again.
After all, the imperial concubine and the emperor have not consummated their marriage yet, but maybe it will happen tonight.
After hearing this, Yu Deshui shook his head and said, "You don't have to be deliberate, it's just normal."
After hearing this, Aunt Su was a little disappointed, but she thought that her master was ill and the emperor immediately came to visit her, so she must have had a master in mind.
Whether this man has a woman in his heart is another matter.
As expected, the emperor did not leave even after dinner, and Aunt Su happily prepared water for them to bathe.
Since this was the first time he stayed at Qiyun Palace, Yu Deshui took care of all the emperor's utensils.
Fortunately, the emperor got used to it easily and didn't feel any discomfort at all.
Jiang Qing came out of the shower, even her skin was glowing with a layer of pink. Under the faint candlelight, the soft jade scent was so fragrant that it was hard to ignore it.
The emperor still asked someone to calm down and stay by the bed. Before falling asleep, he said to Jiang Qing: "Go to bed early. I will watch over you tonight."
Jiang Qing saw that he was going to rest on the couch, but the couch was too narrow, so how could he sleep easily?
I didn’t get a good rest last night. If I continue like this today, I’ll have to go to court again tomorrow...
Although they were just a fake couple and had no physical intimacy, the emperor was willing to treat her like this, so what else could she be dissatisfied with?
What's more, after spending a long time with such a gentle person like the emperor, all she could think about was how he treated people, handled government affairs alone, and walked with her in the sunset.
His figure has long been hidden in her heart, but she has never dared to face it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qing mustered up the courage to step forward, gently took the emperor's hand and said: "Cousin, just sleep with me."
With a soft voice and a waxy tone, she is a delicate little beauty.
The emperor felt his heart stagnant, his eyes dimmed for a moment, he held her hand, rubbed it, and asked: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Jiang Qing's ears felt hot, as if she could feel the emperor's breath was different, low and hot.
She hesitated and wanted to withdraw her hand.
But the moment she moved, the emperor held her tightly and pulled her into his arms.
She was still sitting on his lap just like yesterday. The two of them were so close, and the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly heated up. She lowered her head and felt her body getting warm.
The emperor looked at her fair neck and cheeks, which were all red and pink, with an alluring luster like pearls.
His eyes deepened, and the rolling of his throat showed his desire, but he didn't want to scare her, so his gentle kiss just brushed the edge of her hair, and said softly: "Then let's sleep together."