The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Thinking back to what he said that day at Wuyuanhou Mansion...

I asked about it again at this time.

No matter how dumb Jiang Lingyue was, she understood what he meant.

——She has to take the throne even if she doesn’t want it.

He made up his mind to make her the queen.

Even though she said it, she is no longer perfect.

He also wants to hand over the throne.

Jiang Lingyue was in a complicated mood.

Some of them were resentful of him for forcibly breaking up their marriage.

There is no choice.

More importantly, it was shocking.

When he was summoned by Concubine Hui today, she was also shocked by his action of leaving behind a group of ministers to come and "support" her.

In Jiang Lingyue's life, no one has ever stood up for her like this.

Although Chen Ziwei treated her very well, they were not married after all, and it was not easy for him to interfere in the affairs of the Jiang family all the time.

This time, the three concubines just wanted to see her, and before they even had the chance to reveal their ill intentions, they were beaten and pushed back by the emperor.

Such protection from the Supreme Being calmed her heart, which had been anxious since she entered the palace.

That was the sense of security that only came from being properly protected, and it was not something a seventeen-year-old girl like her could resist.

In silence, the carriage stopped.

There are still ministers waiting in Guang'an Hall, so it is not the time to talk in peace.

Qi Junyi pulled her out of the car and said, "Go to the back hall and rest. There's no need to serve tea. I'll come find you when I'm done. I have something to tell you."

As he spoke, he turned his head and instructed Liu Rong to prepare some fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables and send them to her, and then went to deal with government affairs.

Over the past few days, Jiang Lingyue had become accustomed to the emperor's meticulousness and thoughtfulness, and Liu Rong was the same. She repeatedly ordered the palace maids to get the fruit.

Soon, several plates of fresh fruits and sour plum soup prepared in the kitchen appeared in front of Jiang Lingyue.

They are all served chilled.

It was already summer, and Jiang Lingyue had just walked a long distance. She felt hot and tired. She picked up the sour plum soup and drank a sip. She had no appetite for fruit and fell asleep leaning back in the rocking chair.

Summer clothes are thin, and she only has a deep blue chest-length skirt inside and a smock of the same color outside. Lying crookedly like that, the smock slipped down her shoulders unconsciously, revealing half of her fair and delicate collarbone.

When Qi Junyi finished handling government affairs and came back, he saw this picture of a sleeping crabapple tree in spring.

The little hedgehog, who was always alert and on guard in front of him, was now sleeping soundly.

In a completely defenseless posture.

He paused, and just stood there, watching quietly.

Behind him, Liu Rong lowered his head and eyes, ready to retreat tactfully.

Qi Junyi said, "Bring me a set of writing brushes and ink."

He wants to paint.

Such a scene was too precious, so he wanted to paint it, frame it carefully, and keep it properly.

There is plenty of ice in the hall, so you don't feel the summer heat at all. The lounge chairs are carefully carved by skilled craftsmen, and they are so comfortable to lie on with a thin blanket.

Jiang Lingyue had a good sleep.

When I opened my eyes, the sun was already halfway up the mountain.

What comes into view is His Majesty the Emperor not far away.

He held a jade pen in his hand, standing in front of the desk, his shoulders straight, his slender neck slightly bent, and his eyebrows lowered.

That handsome face looked a little blurry from Jiang Lingyue's perspective.

You can just see that he is extremely focused.

It was as if he was dealing with an urgent report submitted by a high-ranking official.

But... he seemed to be just painting.

Qi Junyi wrote down his thoughts, examined them carefully, then raised his eyes and met her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

Having just woken up, he hadn't had time to put on that stubborn layer of defense yet, and he looked completely naive and ignorant of the world.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and he pursed his lips calmly, "Awake?"

Jiang Lingyue nodded and was about to stand up, but was stopped by him.

"Lie down, there's only a little more to go."

"???" Jiang Lingyue blinked, "Your Majesty, are you drawing me?"

Qi Junyi didn't answer her, but just looked at her seriously for a while, then continued to paint with his head down.

Jiang Lingyue felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing him so focused, she could only lie there stiffly, not even trying to pull at the coat that had slipped off her shoulders.

This went on for a cup of tea, and finally the Emperor put down the jade pen in his hand.

He took the drawing paper and looked at it carefully, then called Liu Rong in and told him to have it properly mounted.

Jiang Lingyue watched Liu Rong leave with the painting in his hands. She wanted to take a look but was too embarrassed to ask.

Qi Junyi turned around and saw her expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you want to see it, come to my bedroom one day and see it."

This means that her personal portrait should be hung in the bedroom.

This... is too outrageous.

Especially for an unmarried girl, it is simply flirting.

But he was the emperor, and she couldn't blackmail him.

Jiang Lingyue's ears were uncontrollably hot. She touched her face, sat up, poured herself a cup of cold tea and drank it, then she barely suppressed her embarrassment.

At this time, several palace maids came in one after another with fresh fruits and vegetables, and cleared the cold food off the table.

Red lychees, green plums, and plump grapes.

They are all seasonal fruits and very fresh.

Jiang Lingyue picked a lychee and was about to peel it when His Majesty the Emperor came over, sat next to her, and took the lychee from her hand.

The round lychee turned in his fingertips, and the bright red shell slowly faded away, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside bit by bit, and finally it was peeled off completely and brought to her lips.

He still remembered that day in Baohua Palace, she seemed to like eating this thing very much.

However, at that time, there was someone else who peeled the shell for her.

Jiang Lingyue also remembered it. She reached out to take the fruit flesh, but he raised his hand to avoid her, "Just eat it like this."

Can eat from other people's hands.

When it's his turn, he has to avoid suspicion.

There is no such truth.

At least, not in front of him.

Jiang Lingyue also got angry, but she just didn't open her mouth.

Qi Junyi smiled and asked her, "Do you want me to feed you?"

He had already handed it to her mouth, how should he feed it to her?

Jiang Lingyue was too embarrassed to think about it.

She opened her mouth and took a bite.

Qi Junyi threw the remaining half into his mouth, then took a handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingers.

Jiang Lingyue had just swallowed the cool and sweet fruit flesh when her chin was grabbed and a touch of warmth touched her lips.

Her breathing stagnated slightly, and she subconsciously placed her hand on his shoulder. Soon, her wrist was grabbed and her body fell backwards.

Behind her was the soft and comfortable recliner where she had slept all afternoon, and in front of her was the emperor who kissed her whenever they had a disagreement.

With her wrists held, Jiang Lingyue had no way to escape and could only tilt her head back to accept the kiss.

Very sweet.

Very sweet.

A very slow kiss.

The hand on her wrist gently clasped hers, and soon, he squeezed in through the gaps between her fingers, pressing his palm against hers.

Like a pair of close lovers.

After the long kiss, the man on her body lost his breath.

He held her hands tighter and tighter, and finally, after hesitating for a moment, he leaned over and pulled her into his arms.

The summer clothes were thin and so tight that Jiang Lingyue's body suddenly stiffened.

Qi Junyi patted her back gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll just hug you."

After saying this, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, sniffed gently, and asked, "It's been eighteen days. Have you made up your mind?"

The voice was muffled and had a magnetic hoarseness.

The hot breath sprayed on the side of Jiang Lingyue's neck. Her mind was in a mess and she had no idea what he was asking.

When he urged her, she said with a stiff upper lip, "What have you thought of?"

Qi Junyi's lips touched the vein on the side of her neck. He couldn't help but bite her. "What do you think? I gave you eighteen days, and you don't know why?"

Because she was willing.

In just over ten days, can I figure out my identity?

It is impossible to let her leave the palace.

She held her breath and insisted on being a slave.

He couldn't bear to touch her directly.

He ruined her marriage and forced her into the palace. The girl was very resentful towards him and felt wronged enough.

If he wanted to have sex with her that day, it would be a really difficult hurdle for him.

Qi Junyi knew very well that what he wanted from her was not overnight or short-term pleasure.

He wanted all of her.

From body to mind, and every day to come.

Therefore, he had to be extremely careful and not offend her too much.

He gave her more than ten days to adapt.

During these ten days, they stayed together day and night, and he tried to break her shell bit by bit.

Even if I can't change my mind in a short period of time, I have to adapt to being with him first.

She had to learn to accept him.

He couldn't wait too long.

Ten days or so is almost the limit.

His lips rubbed the soft flesh on the side of her neck, and His Majesty the Emperor sighed, "When will I give it to you?"

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

Her cheeks were burning, uncontrollably hot.

"Hmm?" Qi Junyi asked, his lips moving up along her neck. "Have you thought about it?"

"..." Jiang Lingyue turned her face away, avoiding his breath that was getting closer and closer, "No."

"Give me some time," Qi Junyi gently stroked her cheek, "How long will it take?"

She wanted to marry someone else, but he wouldn't allow it.

Even if you want to leave the palace, you are not allowed.

This is the only room she can be given.

The emperor's love is domineering and authoritarian, yet gentle and patient.

It's so contradictory.

Jiang Lingyue was only a seventeen-year-old girl, how could she withstand such a step-by-step encroachment?

These days, she is no longer so afraid of him.

I dare not resent him.

She was just a little out of breath.

Especially now, they are so close.

he……

Jiang Lingyue swallowed and whispered, "Can you go down first?"

Her face turned red, she was so embarrassed.

She seemed like a little girl who had never experienced anything in life.

But she had clearly been married to Chen Ziwei for a long time.

She has experienced all the most intimate things between men and women.

Ever since he made up his mind to summon her into the palace, Qi Junyi tried his best not to think about it.

But at this moment, seeing her like this, the sourness in his throat still surged up uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes. "What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen him before... I can have sex with him without a matchmaker, but I have to follow the rules in front of me."

As soon as the words came out, the girl's body froze.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I don't mean to blame you." Qi Junyi quickly closed his arms and hugged the person tightly.

She secretly thought that she was six years older than her and didn't know how to give in to her.

How can you be so mean.

Saying this to a girl who lost her virginity before marriage is like slapping her in the face.

He kissed the girl in his arms, his voice hoarse: "I am just jealous."

Whenever he thought of someone else who had already embraced her and fully appreciated her beauty, his murderous intent began to grow wildly.

If only one still had some sanity and a basic sense of right and wrong.

I kept telling myself that he was forcing this matter.

It was he who stole the minister's fiancée.

She's not wrong.

Chen Ziwei is also right.

Chen Ziwei would have become a corpse by now.

Now, Qi Junyi has only one goal, to coax the girl in his arms to be with him willingly.

Therefore, he could not touch Chen Ziwei.

But the murderous intent in his heart could not be vented, so it turned into jealousy, which eroded his sanity at all times.

He can't let it go.

I will never be able to let it go in this life.

Jiang Lingyue felt the hidden brutality from him.

A monarch of a generation is jealous of his own subjects.

What good end could that minister have?

Jiang Lingyue's heart tightened, and she wanted to tell everything.

But as soon as she raised her head from his arms, he grabbed the back of her neck.

"I am not a bloodthirsty tyrant. I will not attack him without reason. Don't plead for him!"

He didn't want to hear the words "Chen Ziwei" from her mouth.

Jiang Lingyue's head was forced to be buried in his arms, and she could only make muffled protests.

As the force on the back of her neck loosened, she didn't even have time to breathe, let alone explain anything.

Qi Junyi waited patiently for her to catch her breath, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

…………

That night was the eighteenth day in the palace.

Jiang Lingyue did not return to the side hall.

She was kept in the emperor's chambers.

Nothing happened.

The dragon bed is very large and His Majesty the Emperor is very well behaved.

He just asked to sleep in the same bed, but nothing further was done.

It's completely a boiling frog attitude.

Jiang Lingyue is not stupid.

After these days, I have come to understand his plan a little bit.

His Majesty the Emperor wanted to gradually wear down the defensiveness of her prey and let her be carried back to the cave by him.

He has a very good sense of proportion.

There is a degree of relaxation.

The results are indeed good.

Not only did it eliminate the fear in her heart, but it also allowed her to gradually adapt to his closeness.

From the very first time they met at Wuyuan Marquis' Mansion, Jiang Lingyue felt suffocated even when she was with him.

It has only been two months since they held hands, hugged, rode together, and tonight, even slept in the same bed. Jiang Lingyue found that she had adapted so quickly.

Two months ago, she would never have imagined that she would be lying on the dragon couch with the almighty emperor lying next to her.

Hands held.

Fingers intertwined again.

Qi Junyi pinched her knuckles and said, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

What else can I do if I don’t sleep?

She thought gloomily and closed her eyes.

This was the first time in their lives that the two of them slept in the same bed.

But Qi Junyi didn't sleep well.

The best calming incense was burning, but he had a dream.

In the dream, many fragmented images kept appearing.

Emotions of joy, happiness, anger and pain take turns to appear.

Finally, the extreme pain was transmitted from the soul in the dream to the body.

Qi Junyi frowned in pain, sat up suddenly and woke up.

The noise was so loud that it woke up Jiang Lingyue who was standing next to him.

She just sat up, and her shoulders felt tight, and the man beside her hugged her tightly.

"...Your Majesty?" She was confused and uncertain. "Are you having a nightmare?"