Traveling through the Legend of Zhen Huan: My Queen, please love me!

【Chengqian Palace】

Shen Meizhuang looked at the snail ink coming from the pine wood tray and couldn't help but recall that when she was confined to Xianyue Pavilion, Zhen Huan gave Aunt Fang Ruo a gold bracelet and snail ink.

In order to get a chance to visit me.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its light all over the ground, but the person who used to watch the moon with her is no longer in the palace.

A few tears flowed from the corners of Shen Meizhuang's eyes, and her face was full of fatigue from work.

I couldn't help but recite my inner feelings, "Tomorrow is like a mountain between us, and the world is vast and boundless. My Huan'er, are you living well on the path you chose?"

Wen Shichu instructed his apprentice Wei Lin and went to Chengqian Palace himself. His reason was that Concubine Hui was drunk and needed to sober up.

As for Yinzhen, he had not stayed in the harem for more than ten days in a row. He was busy and exhausted with the affairs of the previous dynasty.

When Wen Shichu entered the cabinet, he saw Shen Meizhuang lying on the Arhat couch, with bottles of Yunshuibi wine placed beside her.

Feeling a little distressed, he helped her up from the bed and placed her on the warm couch, just as he was about to look for the bedding inside.

Shen Meizhuang rolled over and landed in Wen Shichu's arms, one hand hooked around the imperial beads he wore as an imperial physician.

While his other hand reached under the snow-white inner garment, Wen Shichu could clearly feel the autumn wind had risen, but he still felt the heat.

His eyes fell on the incense burning in the room. Wen Shichu pushed Shen Meizhuang's hand away and asked worriedly, "Who gave this incense to the Empress?"

Shen Meizhuang was no longer as dignified as before. She grabbed Wen Shichu's braid with her other hand, bent her soft waist, and raised her toes.

Wen Shichu's hat fell to the ground, and the shadow of the hat could no longer hide Wen Shichu's red eyes.

Caixing and Caiyue closed the door silently. Caiyue said worriedly, "What if we get discovered?"

Caixing closed the door silently and moved a stool to sit next to it.

“The Imperial Hospital is now headed by Imperial Physician Wen, and he has a legitimate reason for resigning. How could others easily discover this?

The emperor is still in the front court handling government affairs, and even if he goes to the harem, he can't come to us. "

Caiyue felt a little relieved and whispered to Caixing, "Our queen is really too tired, especially since Concubine Wan passed away."

Caixing didn't know anything about Zhen Huan and Prince Guo. She only knew that Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu had been together since childhood, and they were like sisters and had a very good relationship.

He pretended to hit Caiyue on the mouth, "Hey, if it were you, Wan Fei would definitely come back. How could she continue to live a miserable life in Ganlu Temple?"

In the inner room, Shen Meizhuang's clothes were half exposed.

Wen Shichu lowered his head, leaving only a snow-white inner garment on his body.

Shen Meizhuang raised her eyes and looked at Wen Shichu. She saw that his face was red all the way to his ears and veins were bulging on his neck.

He seemed to be trying his best to cover up and suppress it, but the bulge in the middle of his thin pants betrayed him.

Shen Meizhuang pressed herself against Wen Shichu's chest, and her strong heartbeat kept pounding in Shen Meizhuang's chest.

Greenhouse's dark eyes were dim and unclear under the flickering candlelight.

There was a hint of longing amidst the nervousness and helplessness.

Shen Meizhuang's gaze moved down and landed on Wen Shichu's crotch.

After turning over, she leaned her back against Wen Shichu's chest.

Wen Shichu took a deep breath, trying his best to control his impulse. Shen Meizhuang thought to herself, "Could he be a blockhead? But he doesn't look like a blockhead. He's just scared."

Shen Meizhuang used to be dignified and reserved, but today it might be because of the alcohol.

Then she chuckled and hooked her tender white fingers around Wen Shichu's clothes.

His fingers unbuttoned the neatly-tied buttons one by one.

The last button fell, and the fingers slid across the hip.

Wen Shichu's breathing became intense, his whole body trembled slightly, and his feet felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move away.

His face and exposed upper body were flushed red, like a cooked shrimp.

Shen Meizhuang said the first words to Wen Shichu today, "Do what you want, Shichu."

Wen Shichu suddenly woke up, quickly took a few steps back, and wanted to turn around and leave.

Shen Meizhuang said softly, "Your coat has been taken away, Shichu, don't you have the courage?

Then why did you recruit me in the first place? Every day after the Emperor leaves, you always…"

Before Shen Meizhuang could finish her words, Wen Shichu blocked her mouth.

Wen Shichu always responded to Shen Meizhuang's requests, even if it violated many palace rules, he would do it without hesitation.

This time, he was as determined as ever.

The gentleman who appears serious but is a bit timid and withdrawn is just fighting for his life at this moment.

Like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins, it runs wildly across the endless green grassland.

Shen Meizhuang's lips became red and swollen, and Wen Shichu's breathing became louder.

It's no longer as delicate and gentle as before, it's all invasion and plunder.

He didn't give Shen Meizhuang time to breathe, and their breathing became more and more intertwined and disordered.

Wen Shichu's hand fell on Shen Meizhuang's belt. This was the first time he took the initiative tonight.

Shen Meizhuang's body couldn't help but lean completely on the couch, and her well-maintained nails tightly gripped Wen Shichu's shoulders.

Leaving behind purple scratches,...

"Shichu... don't regret it..."

Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Wei Lin carried his medicine box and went to check Liu Hua's pulse. Even if today was not the fifteenth day of the lunar month, Wei Lin would still go to check Liu Hua's pulse.

Wei Lin was about to collapse because it was still dark today, but he saw Wen Shichu coming back with a scent of love all over his body.

He glanced at the imperial physician's medical record in silence, feeling that it would be dark instead of dawn.

Wei Lin couldn't help but recall his mother who was nearly sixty years old, and his fiancée who was about to become the director of the Imperial Hospital and marry him.

I feel it, and my heart feels cold.

Wei Lin kept saying to himself in his heart, "Master is an experienced man, he will definitely not be discovered. He didn't do that the last few times..."

Liu Hua looked at Wei Jian who was sitting on a small stool and talking to himself. He walked towards him with a frown and saw that he still didn't react.

Then he patted the pearwood coffee table and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you thinking about?"

Wei Lin looked up and saw Liu Hua sitting under the autumn light. He thought to himself, "My savior has arrived!"

Looking around, he saw that Liu Hua had already sent people to guard all the places where eavesdropping could be possible.

He mustered up the courage, leaned over to Liu Hua's ear, and told him something that completely shattered his worldview.

Liu Hua looked at Wei Lin, who was terrified, and whispered to him, "It's nothing, this is normal. I think it will happen sooner or later."

Wei Lin widened his eyes, secretly looking up and down at Liu Hua, and asked again in disbelief,

"Your Majesty, how do you know this is a common occurrence? Could it be that Your Majesty also..."

Liu Hua scolded in a low voice: "How dare you! You are too bold."

The slightly anxious tone showed that Liu Hua was not calm inside.