Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

"ten……"

"Sheep!"

Su Qingping successfully coaxed himself to sleep, and no one else could do much about it.

Yi Fengbai outside the screen was not coaxed to sleep. He knew that she must have fallen asleep since she had stopped making any noise, so he got up quietly. The width of the low couch was a bit too wide for him, so he slept very straight and was very uncomfortable.

Once you come to a wider world, you won’t want to go back.

He stood by the bed and just looked at her quietly, as if trying to find some flaw. Sometimes he really despised himself. Never giving up is obviously a good virtue, but when it comes to her affairs, he became stubborn and persistent. He also often admired his own perseverance, how he lowered himself and his face just to make her look at him more.

My mind was full of thoughts, and before I knew it, the night had passed.

……

Song Yue felt as if her body was about to fall apart, and every inch of her skin was burning with pain.

My eyes rolled and the scenes of last night emerged in my mind. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw the gorgeous tents and unfamiliar scenes. I knew that everything last night was not a dream.

The bedroom was empty, not even the sound of maids moving around outside. Song Yue was a little unsure of the time.

I just lay in bed and made the decision. There was actually nothing to hesitate about. I was just thinking about the time when the eunuchs would change shifts.

Finally, I couldn't stay in bed anymore, so I slowly got up. It was really difficult. Looking at the red and purple marks on my body was a bit creepy, but the most uncomfortable thing was not the skin under these marks, but my stomach. Drinking is harmful to the body, and I couldn't even remember how much I drank last night.

Whatever he thought of, he didn't dare to delay and quickly got up. Looking at the mess on the bed, he didn't care about anything else. He let down the bed curtains and looked for his clothes. Unfortunately, he couldn't find any. He couldn't be naked after all.

In Su Wanmo's wardrobe, he found a moon-white robe that looked the smallest and not too eye-catching. It was a bit old, and the cuffs had a different white color. It must have been worn a long time ago, so it wouldn't arouse suspicion if he wore it outside.

I didn't know what the situation was like outside, so I just opened the window a little to observe the situation outside and judge the time.

Fortunately, Su Wanmo is still busy at this time.

Thinking about the time when the eunuchs would change shifts, he might have to wait a while, so he looked for his clothes in the room, not knowing where they were put, and walked towards the bed.

Looking at the charming and chaotic scene on the bed, everything that happened last night replayed in my mind like a fleeting scene. I rummaged through the sheets uncontrollably until I saw a bright red, which was as eye-catching as the color on my face now.

I was thinking about how to deal with it, but my head was aching so much from the hangover that it interrupted my thoughts from time to time.

Suddenly she held her breath and stared, and a voice from outside the door made her put down everything in her hands, pry open the crack in the door and look out.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Su Wanmo. Normally, Su Wanmo would come back very late, but there might be some accidents, so it’s better to leave early.

We caught the man red-handed and in bed with him. Everything will be fine as long as we leave here.

Seeing the person who was changing shifts had gone away, she tidied herself up, thought of an excuse, and then swaggered out. Her legs felt a little weak, and she was also feeling guilty. Fortunately, she often appeared here, so the eunuchs did not question her too much and let her go.

Fortunately, fortunately, Su Wanmo did not emphasize it too much, otherwise she would have walked into a trap and disappeared from sight. The strong weakness in her legs forced her to stop and rest by holding on to a stone.

But she didn't dare stay in the palace for long, so she left safely in one go.

The aftereffects of that alcohol were so strong that I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anything that irritates my stomach for the next few days.

I returned home quickly, sneaked in through the back door, and since there were few people coming back to disturb me, I closed the door and fell asleep softly.

I was woken up at lunchtime, given some stomach-nourishing porridge and some medicine that was prepared for me.

While waiting, his sleepy eyelids drooped and he slumped weakly on the low table. Perhaps he was too tired during the meal, so Jinzhi made some dessert for him.

"Yueyue, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Yue reluctantly sat up and nodded: "It's a bit uncomfortable, just lie down and you'll be fine."

Her voice was very hoarse. Jinzhi never asked about the affairs of her opinionated sister-in-law, so she put down the sweet soup and went to Song Maoyu to ask for information in confusion.

The boiled medicine finally arrived, but it was a little too hot. How long had it been since I last drank that bitter medicine? The thought made me feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Jinzhi brought me some sugar water.

The medicine was placed aside, and Song Yue lay down on the couch and soon fell into a deep sleep.

A noise woke her up. She opened her eyes and felt the temperature of the medicine. It tasted even more bitter when it was cold. Fortunately, it was not completely cold. Looking at the black medicine, she pinched her nose and was about to tilt her head back to drink it, but was stopped when it was about to reach her mouth.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Frightened by the familiar sound, the whole bowl was about to fall over.

The reason why this sound is familiar is because I heard it last night.

Not caring about the medicine bowl that fell on the ground, she stood up and distanced herself from him, looking at him warily.

I forced myself to ask, "Why are you here?"

Su Wanmo's eyes softened: "Come to see you..."

I couldn't find anything to say and was embarrassed for a moment: "I will take responsibility."

Song Yue was reluctant to sit down, feeling inferior. "You don't need to be responsible."

Even though Su Wanmo was prepared, he was still surprised by her words: "No need?"

"Yes, I know what I'm doing. I don't need you to be responsible."

Su Wanmo's eyes were gloomy, and he pressed on: "I said, you can't regret it."

Song Yue was afraid of his behavior, so she resisted the urge to retreat and stood firmly in place, maintaining her aura: "I don't regret it."

Su Wanmo's eyes lit up for a moment, and the gloomy look on his face was swept away like a spring breeze: "Okay, I..."

Song Yue interrupted him, afraid that he would say more: "I don't regret it, but I don't need you to be responsible. I can be responsible for myself."

Su Wanmo felt that she regretted it, remembering that it was clearly her last night...

"Song Yue, you want to run away after sleeping with me? What do you think of me?"

The man had already reached Song Yue, and the two were very close. The memory of last night emerged, and Song Yue felt her legs become even weaker. Finally, she couldn't hold on and staggered back two steps, but was quickly pulled back into his arms. Her legs completely softened and she hung limply on him. She had no extra strength to do anything, and could only wait for herself to recover. Just a little longer and she would be fine.

But Su Wanmo didn't give her this opportunity. He carried her to the low couch and sat her down... on his lap.

Song Yue felt very uncomfortable and wanted to get off his legs, but he was hugged so tightly that she suddenly felt that he was so old, but still quite childish, that kind of psychological childishness. They were all adults, and everyone should be responsible for their own actions, but he still looked stubborn.

But she didn't know that not everyone is normal.

Su Wanmo buried her head in his neck: "Yueyue, can you stay?"

Song Yue didn't have much strength to begin with, and didn't want to pay attention to him, so he softened his tone, but his words were still firm: "Your Majesty, I don't want to stay in the palace, and I don't need you to be responsible."

Su Wanmo was very depressed. He had originally thought that having sex would keep her. And rightly so, wasn't that the kind of woman he had fallen in love with? Not to mention whether she had consented last night.

"then you……"

Song Yue regained some strength and got off him: "I will do what I promised Your Majesty."

There was the usual aloofness in his tone.