Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

Joy and madness, greed and coldness, jealousy and envy all happen in the blink of an eye.

Countless vicious thoughts surged in Jinzhong's chest, and when Yanwan touched his Adam's apple again, the blood that should have died, boiled again in the blink of an eye.

He stared straight at the dignified and lazy woman on the bed, wishing he could open his arms and rub her into his bones and blood.

But he dared not.

He fears.

He couldn't bear it either.

Yanwan stroked it twice, then reluctantly withdrew her hand.

This man had a muscular body but fair and delicate skin. He only stroked it twice and it turned red. If it was any more serious, people would have noticed something was wrong.

Jinzhong's mind was filled with all kinds of words of warning to himself, but his hands had their own thoughts. As if he had been teased too much and was no longer under control, he tightly grasped Yanwan's retracted little hand.

He stared at her straight in the eyes: "Master Ling is really affectionate and loyal. For the sake of an old friend, he is so condescending that he is willing to give me a sweet treat."

But how can this be enough?

He pondered over his words, unable to restrain his greed and wanting more sweetness, but his eyes became dull the next moment.

Yan Wan pulled him, and he was pulled onto the bed in a state of uncertainty. Because she was holding one of his hands, he almost held her whole body in her arms.

Yanwan's breath was right beside his ear. Even though she was very close to him, he couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

Yan Wan glanced at him doubtfully, a little annoyed: "You don't want to?"

Jin Zhong's eyes were filled with anger. For Ling Yunche, she could actually do this! She actually let him... let him be so frivolous to her!

He was jealous beyond recognition.

Yan Wan was really annoyed at this moment: "If you don't want to, forget it, get out of here and go back to your Shenxing Division to work!"

She suppressed her shyness and asked him to massage her. Her body was really sore, but he refused and stood there, as if he was waiting for her to pray, or as if he minded that she had just served the emperor.

Being jealous of Ling Yunche is fine, but why is she jealous of the emperor? It's just a job to serve the emperor and make a living. She dragged her sick body and dared not delay to enjoy his love. Is she really happy? If he really loved her, how could he be willing to care about these things? !

She was unhappy, and it was towards him, and her emotions showed in her eyes.

Jinzhong was pushed and saw her eyes were red, his heart was about to be broken: "Master, don't be angry. If you can't bear to part with Ling Yunche, I won't touch him. I'm just afraid that he will block your way to success. If you are unhappy, I won't do anything."

Yan Wan said angrily: "I'm telling you that, why are you talking to me about that idiot? You're talking about something else, go away now!"

Jinzhong finally realized that he had made a misunderstanding, and smiled with a handsome face: "Look how angry you are, as long as you say it, I will do anything~~"

The earnest coaxing, the heartfelt look, made Yan Wan burst into laughter: "You, tell me the truth, do you mind if I serve the emperor?"

Jinzhong carefully wiped her tears: "It's just a means of survival. In the eyes of those nobles, people like us are not even considered human lives. What's wrong with you wanting to live a proud life?

No matter how foolish I am, I won't be jealous. I have served you all my life, and just because I helped you once, I can't ask you to stop climbing up the ladder, right? "

Yanwan looked at him in astonishment: "Jinzhong..." Why did I only want to kill you when you were like this?

Jin Zhongshi really couldn't bear to see her show such an expression: "My dear, what's wrong with you? The imperial physician said that if you want to live a long life, you must be happy."

Yan Wan turned her face away and wiped her tears on the pillow: "My body is sore, please rub it for me."

Jinzhong stared at her back with dark eyes, said nothing, and chuckled: "I will serve you well!"

But he soon stopped laughing.

Yanwan hummed and moaned in comfort, and cried softly, saying from time to time, "Jinzhong, be gentler," "Well, I can't stand it anymore, Jinzhong~~," "Jinzhong, it feels so good"...

These sounds and sentences made Jinzhong sweat all over and his blood boil. He almost covered her chattering lips without caring about anything.

Yan Wan cried out: "Jinzhong..."

Jinzhong's head buzzed, and he couldn't bear it anymore and slid off the bed, kneeling beside the footstool: "Slave calls..."

Yan Wan panted softly, turned her head to look at him, and raised her eyebrows: "Call Wang Chan?"

Jinzhong secretly bit his back teeth, climbed back onto her bed, knelt beside her, and stretched his hot fingertips to her lower back.

Yan Wan laughed, reached out her fingertips, and gently patted his tense waist: "Jinzhong, as long as you always treat me well, I will always let you live in my heart."

Jinzhong's hands suddenly lost strength.

Yan Wan groaned and tilted her head to look at him. Something in her eyes seemed to beguile him: "Jinzhong."

Jinzhong somehow moved closer, with veins popping out on the back of his hands as he supported himself on the bed, and even more prominently on his slender neck.

Yan Wan looked at him with tenderness and affection, but when she saw him getting very close to her, she suddenly stopped, her face full of forbearance and restraint. She chuckled, put her arms around his neck, leaned forward, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

As soon as they kissed, she escaped from his arms and rolled into the bed: "I, my lady, am going to sleep."

Jinzhong's dark eyes went from being entangled and hesitant to being dull, and then to slightly increasing ecstasy, little by little, until his entire eyes seemed like ice and snow melting, spring water thawing, and then to spring warmth and blooming flowers.

Although he was motionless, his eyes and brows showed the blending of the four seasons.

He was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He finally dared to turn around and look at Yan Wan, but saw that Yan Wan had wrapped herself tightly, leaving only the back of her head exposed to him.

Jinzhong called her in a low voice: "Master Ling..."

Yan Wan turned her head slightly, revealing her delicate and beautiful profile: "Go ahead, the emperor is still waiting for the results from the Shenxing Division."

Jinzhong smiled so hard that his teeth were showing and his eyes were not: "I will obey the orders of my master!"

He glanced at her greedily, but didn't dare to look at her any longer, fearing that if he looked at her too much, he would develop presumptuous thoughts and forget his duty. What if one day he annoyed her, or caused her to dislike him without realizing it, and thus he would end up with nothing despite having such a good start.

He came down respectfully, stood at the door for a long time, and only after he suppressed the overly obvious smile on his lips did he go out with a contemptuous and indifferent smile.

Chunchan and Lancui hurriedly bowed, "Eunuch Jinzhong."

Jinzhong nodded calmly, "Your mistress is weak, watch out for her kicking off the quilt at night. I will prepare all the nourishing medicinal food starting tomorrow. If your mistress gets angry and refuses to eat, don't make her angry, wait for me to comfort her."

They both nodded: "Yes."

Jinzhong couldn't help but grumble a few more words, but seeing that it was getting late, he thought that if he could pry some confession out of Hailan's stubborn mouth, it would make his master happy, so he narrowed his eyes, stopped talking, and hurried away.

Lan Cui couldn't help but whispered, "Eunuch Jinzhong is so long-winded today."

Chunchan sighed: "He has been bewitched by our master and turned into a fool."

Lan Cui tried to hold back, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.