Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

After finishing her lunch, Meng Qiqi lay on the chaise longue and asked one of the palace maids, Chuxue, to bring her a book of stories written by ladies from wealthy families.

The palace maids and eunuchs of Qingya Palace.

The four palace maids were named: First Snow, First Rain, First Dew, and First Heart.

The four eunuchs were named: Xiao Guizi, Xiao Dezi, Xiao Dengzi, and Xiao Zhuozi.

Chuxue quickly brought out the storybook, and Meng Qiqi took it with great joy.

She found a comfortable position to lean back in the chair, opened the storybook, and immersed herself in it.

The sunlight shone through the window onto her, creating soft shadows.

Her eyes were focused and eager, as if she had forgotten everything around her.

As the plot develops, Meng Qiqi sometimes smiles, sometimes bites her lips, and sometimes frowns slightly.

She was completely absorbed in the story in the book, and her emotions fluctuated accordingly.

Unknowingly, time passed quietly, but Meng Qiqi was completely unaware and was still immersed in the fictional world of the storybook.

It was not until the evening that Chuxue, who was standing by and ready to serve at any time, asked Meng Qiqi in a low voice whether she wanted dinner.

Meng Qiqi nodded slightly, and Chuxue summoned other palace maids and eunuchs to prepare dinner.

After a while, various exquisite dishes were brought up one after another, filling the entire table.

Meng Qiqi slowly stood up, walked gracefully to the dining table and sat down.

Her eyes were still on the storybook in her hand, and she seemed to be immersed in the story.

The palace maids carefully served her the dishes, and each dish was placed just right.

Meng Qiqi casually picked up some food, put it into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

The movements are light and graceful, and every detail reveals a noble temperament.

Although her mind was still on the book, she was still able to maintain dining etiquette.

After dinner, Meng Qiqi leaned back on the chaise longue again and continued to read the storybook that fascinated her, while the palace maids quietly cleared the table.

The entire palace was silent, with only the occasional sound of turning pages breaking the silence.

At this time, a eunuch came to tell Meng Qiqi that she would go to the Qianqing Palace to sleep with the emperor tonight.

Meng Qiqi was startled and the notebook in her hand almost slipped.

She raised her head and looked at her father-in-law with a look of surprise on her face.

The eunuch smiled slightly, conveyed the emperor's order, and left.

Meng Qiqi's heartbeat quickened. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

No way!

She just met Song Wenjing this morning, and she's going to sleep with him tonight?

Isn’t Song Wenjing interested in women?

Oh! By the way, Song Wenjing secretly kept his distance from women, but publicly he would still summon his concubines to sleep with him.

Meng Qiqi was still lost in thought as she lay on the chaise longue. Chu Xue beside her reminded her, "Master, do you want to take a bath?"

Meng Qiqi nodded and asked Chuxue to prepare hot water. When the water was ready, she stepped into the bathtub, enjoying the hot water soak and relaxing her body and mind.

The bathroom was filled with mist, like a dream.

Chuxue and the other palace maids carefully bathed her, wiping her body with a soft towel to ensure that every corner was clean.

After taking a bath, the palace maids put on a gorgeous robe for Meng Qiqi and matched it with exquisite jewelry.

Her hair was combed smooth and shiny, exuding a faint fragrance.

Afterwards, Meng Qiqi walked out of the bathroom surrounded by palace maids and headed towards the Qianqing Palace.

Along the way, she became more and more nervous and her steps seemed a little heavy.

However, when she arrived at the Qianqing Palace, the nervousness instantly turned into solemnity.

Stepping into the palace, her eyes fell on the dragon bed. Under the arrangement of the palace maids, she sat on the dragon bed, waiting for the arrival of the emperor.

Not long after, Song Wenjing entered the bedroom and was attracted by the beautiful scenery before him.

Meng Qiqi sat quietly beside the bed, her gorgeous robe shining with a faint light, her hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, gently brushing against her fair skin.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled like stars, and her cherry lips were slightly parted, revealing a hint of shyness and anticipation.

Song Wenjing couldn't help but be moved. He slowly walked towards Meng Qiqi, with calmness and dignity in every step.

His eyes stayed on her beautiful face, as if time had stood still.

Meng Qiqi raised her head slightly and her eyes met Song Wenjing's. The shyness in her eyes was gradually replaced by tenderness.

Song Wenjing reached out and gently stroked Meng Qiqi's cheek, feeling her delicacy and warmth.

He whispered, "You're so beautiful."

A blush appeared on Meng Qiqi's face, and she responded softly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Wenjing hugged Meng Qiqi tightly in his arms, and his lips covered her cherry lips without hesitation.

The passionate kiss almost suffocated Meng Qiqi. Her body gradually softened and she couldn't help but respond to Song Wenjing's enthusiasm.

His hands began to wander over Meng Qiqi's body, feeling her curves through her clothes.

Meng Qiqi's breathing became rapid and a slight moan came from her throat.

Song Wenjing's kiss gradually became more intense. He took off Meng Qiqi's clothes, revealing her snow-white skin.

His eyes were full of desire as he thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of the moment.

His fingers gently brushed across her skin, and the delicate touch made him tremble slightly.

She twisted slightly in his arms, and his silky smooth skin made him unable to resist.

He took a deep breath and held her hand tightly, the sweet fragrance making him intoxicated.

As night fell, moonlight streamed into the bedroom through the window, dappling the two of them.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the two people's heartbeats intertwined, playing a beautiful melody.

The desire in his heart was like a demon, wantonly invading every inch of Song Wenjing's body, and he could no longer bear the loneliness deep in his heart.

The phoenix falls over the phoenix!

When eunuch Wang, who was guarding outside the bedroom, heard the unusual noise inside, a look of surprise appeared on his expressionless face.

Eunuch Wang knew a little about Song Wenjing's personality, and that was that he never got close to women.

But now, the style is different from the past?

How rare! Your Majesty is finally no longer a newborn.

I'm afraid I'll have to be careful in serving this noble man in my dreams from now on.

Meng Qiqi cried out in her heart: Isn't it true that I don't like women? Why did she have to endure something she shouldn't have to endure!

This should be the heroine's job!

Meng Qiqi collapsed on the bed, feeling weak and almost unable to cry.

The silence of the night was gradually broken by the dim light of the early morning, and the stars disappeared in the mist of morning light.

Song Wenjing did not sleep all night. He leaned against the headboard of the bed, looking at the sky outside the window, his expression a little tired but full of satisfaction.

The bloodstain on the bed sheet and the messy wrinkled quilt seemed to bear witness to the madness of last night.

Recalling the intimate moments with Meng Qiqi last night, a complex emotion welled up in my heart.

He gently stroked Meng Qiqi's cheek, feeling her warmth, but couldn't help but think of his responsibilities and constraints as an emperor.

The morning light shone through the window, illuminating Song Wenjing's handsome face.