Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

"Maohe has always been in charge of His Majesty's diet and medicine. Princess, are you sure that His Majesty has told you to let me get it?" Twelve asked back. He was already suspicious of me.

I bit my lower lip lightly, trying to make my posture look normal, but damn Jiang Huan actually used two hands!

"Maybe I heard it wrong. I asked you to tell Eunuch Mao." I didn't know how long I could hold out. Anyway, my voice had already lowered involuntarily, with a little breath. "Now that you're done, do you want to change your clothes?"

"That's right. I'll leave you for now and come back later." Obviously, this was not the first time he did something like this for Jiang Huan.

After watching Twelve leave, he went to the side hall a few feet away to change back into his eunuch chief's clothes.

Before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Huan lifted the cloth covering his face and sat up. He put one arm around my waist and kept the other hand where it was before, moving back and forth in an unruly manner.

"Let...let go..." I gasped, my voice so weak as if I was the one who was knocked unconscious just now.

"You are becoming more and more daring. You even dare to attack me. Are you planning a rebellion?" He almost bit my earlobe when he said this. The content of his words was obviously full of threats, but his tone sounded like he was flirting.

In addition, the movements of his fingers became more and more rough, and I couldn't help but tremble and feel weak all over through the fabric.

I originally wanted to reach out and push him away, but as soon as I raised my hand, I was distracted by the sudden heat wave, and instead hung my arm on his shoulder in an ambiguous posture.

"Tell me, how should I punish you for your continuous crimes?" All the breath he took fell on my neck, causing me to tremble again.

"When people come and see the emperor in this state, will you still be the emperor?" I took a few deep breaths and then asked a clear and complete question.

He chuckled again, stood up while holding me in his arms, walked around the bench and strode straight towards the library.

There are many bookshelves in the library. After the first few rows, the bookshelves behind seem to have a special order. I didn't have the mind to think about these things at the moment. I just wanted to leave. When I struggled, I saw that the shoe on one foot was gone, leaving only the socks.

Just as I was stunned, I was placed on a low couch. Jiang Huan bent his knees and sat directly on my calves. He also pulled off my socks and the shoe and socks on the other foot.

"Are you...are you a pervert?" I propped up my upper body with my arms and widened my eyes. I felt that the person in front of me was somewhat scary and strange.

He made a silencing gesture, paused at his lips, then pressed his lips against mine, and whispered in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "This is not a secret room, people outside can still hear it clearly. Are you speaking so loudly for everyone to hear?"

I was speechless for a moment. In fact, if this matter had gotten out of hand, Jiang Huan's reputation would not necessarily be ruined. He could have announced to the public that I was not Princess Fuhui and made up an identity for me, or even described me as a scheming woman who was bent on currying favor with a rich and powerful man.

He was an emperor with a large harem. If I did something with a woman behind his study, even if someone saw me and the news spread, the person people would talk about the most would be me, not the emperor.

I get so angry when I think about the fact that he has a lot of women in his harem but he still wants to mess with me.

The most annoying thing is that his fighting ability is unknown, and I have to take his identity into consideration and dare not really confront him.

Resisting the urge to beat him to death, I closed my eyes, took three deep breaths, and negotiated with him in a serious tone, "Can't so many concubines in the harem satisfy you? Why do you still do this in front of me..."

"You are different from them." As he spoke, he relaxed a little, leaned forward, and seemed to want to get closer to me.

With the restraint on my calves gone, I simply curled up my legs and kicked him in the lower abdomen with a rabbit-kick-eagle move.

I didn't expect him to dodge it so flexibly, and then I heard the sound of cloth tearing. It was because he grabbed the corner of my skirt while dodging, causing the thin summer shirt fabric to be torn by him.

It looked like he didn't do it on purpose, otherwise he wouldn't be clutching the cloth in his hand and looking at me in surprise.

Fortunately, my soul is not from this era. The feudal idea that it is extremely shameful to be seen by the opposite sex with exposed calves or bare feet is completely ineffective on me.

After snatching half a piece of cloth from Jiang Huan, I said confidently, "After spending so much time with you, can we just write off the matter of the Heavenly Prison?"

"No!" He reached out and grabbed my ankles, preventing me from getting up from the couch.

"So what do you want?" I felt as powerless as if I was kicking cotton.

He picked up the other foot, then stroked along the ankle all the way up to the knee, and his entire upper body leaned down, like a mountain, casting a shadow over my vision, making me inexplicably nervous.

Until I heard clearly what he said in my ear, I just wanted to curse, and use the dirtiest words I have ever known in my life.

He smiled and pulled away, as if he knew I wouldn't fight him at this moment, "If you promise, I can pretend that what happened before never happened."

I thought about it for a moment, and while I was thinking, I clearly heard the sound of Twelve coming back from a distance. He walked around the room outside twice, but did not come into the library.

Jiang Huan and I didn't make a sound, as if we were waiting for the people outside to leave on their own.

This period of time was not long, but I seemed to be struggling between myself and myself, and finally I nodded in agreement.

"But you have to do it my way!" This was my final insistence.

Jiang Huan seemed very satisfied, even a little expectant.

Half an hour later, I finally got on the carriage to leave the palace, exhausted both physically and mentally.

The maids who were waiting for me at the palace gate noticed that I had changed my clothes and asked in a low voice. I just looked tired and didn't want to explain, so they didn't say anything more. Tianhe had been guarding the carriage. After we left the palace gate, he asked me in secret what happened when I met the emperor, but I was too lazy to answer.

After returning to the princess's mansion, I only let the mute slave serve me closely. I needed him to give me a full body massage to relax my mind and relieve fatigue.

At this time in the palace, Jiang Huan should be having medicine applied by the eunuch who served him personally. I promised him not to hurt the parts that could not be covered by the clothes, and I kept my word.

I never thought that the emperor was actually a masochist and could play so wildly. Fortunately, I have good physical strength now. If I had a weak body before, I would have been exhausted if I had cooperated like this.