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

Jiang Lingyue felt very insecure with her upper body almost naked. She tightened her grip on his wrist and said, "Hengzhi, let me go first and let me put my clothes on."

There was another silence behind him.

The hands around the waist are not loose but tight.

After a long time, a man's burning voice rang in my ears.

"This carriage has good sound insulation. It's still some time before we return to the palace, Yueyue..." Jiang Lingyue clearly heard his Adam's apple slide, and when he spoke again, his voice was even hoarse.

He said, "Let's do it right here, okay?"

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted up the hand that was around her waist, turned her back to him, and held her on his lap.

The abdomen and back are pressed together without any gap.

Some changes are simply unavoidable, and Jiang Lingyue felt it thoroughly.

"No!" Her back was tense, not daring to move. She just tightly grasped his hand that was about to reach up and said, "I don't want it. Your Majesty, are you going to force me?"

These days, she's become more adept at saying no.

Qi Junyi felt a little annoyed when he heard this. He pinched the soft flesh on her waist and said unhappily, "Why don't you want to?"

Didn't he care about her feelings enough?

She didn't need to suffer in bed, she could just lie down and enjoy it.

Jiang Lingyue was silent for a few breaths, then said calmly, "There's no musk deer here. Your Majesty, are you trying to get me to drink contraceptive soup?"

After he finished speaking, there was silence in the car for a moment.

Then, the clamp around the waist slowly loosened.

Jiang Lingyue's nervous heartstrings also relaxed. Just as she was about to get up and leave his legs, those damn arms tightened again.

This time, the force was even greater than before, holding her tightly in his arms.

"I was wrong about cutting off the musk deer's musk deer's feet, but I've already explained the reasons to you," he said in a deep and bitter tone. "Yueyue... can't you just let it go?"

Why can't it be revealed?

Ultimately, his concealment was simply because he didn't want her to suffer more from the pain of losing her son.

As for her unbearable pain, it was just because of a misunderstanding.

Now that His Majesty the Emperor has spoken and is willing to explain to her, she should be grateful and forget all the grief she felt at the time.

Then they happily accepted him.

Instead of being like now, holding on to this, refusing to admit that he also has memories of his past life, not letting him go, and not letting himself go.

Really ignorant.

Reason told Jiang Lingyue that she really shouldn't continue to insist on it.

She should seek greater benefits for herself while the emperor is most in love with her and feels most guilty.

For example, first restore the position of imperial concubine.

Go further and seek to seize the throne of Queen.

As long as she can ascend to the throne, even if she has no children, she will be the undisputed empress dowager.

But Jiang Lingyue really couldn't peel back the scars in her heart that had only healed after experiencing life and death.

She didn't want to open her heart and reveal those painful memories to gain sympathy.

Even if doing so would do more good than harm to her.

She doesn't want to either.

Because she had truly felt pain, even if there were misunderstandings, the pain and despair she experienced were real.

She couldn't forget, couldn't let go, and couldn't use her past pain as a bargaining chip.

She couldn't speak.

All the complaints that can be expressed are expectations.

And all her expectations of him had long since disappeared in those misunderstandings.

The slightly ambiguous atmosphere in the car cooled down during the long silence.

The hand on his waist loosened, and Qi Junyi said, "If you don't want to do it, put on your clothes quickly."

His voice returned to its usual calmness.

There is neither anger nor desire.

Looking at the girl who was dressing silently, Qi Junyi rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

...She doesn't intend to keep him from being touched forever, does she?

Do you really think he is a gentleman who won't force others to do things against their will?

Does she know that men can be irrational sometimes?

But until the carriage stopped, he still didn't put his obscure thoughts into action.

Jiang Lingyue got out of the car first.

The rain had stopped and the sun was peeking out from behind the clouds, telling those on the ground that the day was far from over.

His Majesty the Emperor, who still had memorials to review, was about to return to Guang'an Palace. Jiang Lingyue was about to say goodbye when her wrist tightened.

Qi Junyi said with a half-smile: "Even if you don't let me touch you, you have to stay under my nose."

After saying that, he dragged the man onto the imperial carriage.

These days, or to be more precise, since he revealed his cards, he seemed to be afraid that if he relaxed, she would disappear, so he basically took her with him wherever he went.

Jiang Lingyue was speechless and helpless about this.

In addition to those obscure and rare books, there are also a batch of freshly published vernacular books on the bookshelf in the imperial study.

There was even an inner room specially set up for her to rest.

As soon as she entered the hall, Jiang Lingyue found a book with ease, held it in both hands, lay down on the chaise longue by the window, and began to read slowly.

His Majesty the Emperor was sitting at the imperial desk, reviewing memorials diligently.

From time to time he looked up at the girl by the window.

The air after the rain was clear and comfortable, and the autumn wind was a little cooler. It blew in from the window, ruffling the ribbon hanging from the girl's waist.

She looked very seriously, her facial features appearing softer in the not-so-bright sunlight, her eyes and brows focused, and she ignored the loose hair on her temples being blown by the wind.

Compared to him who was busy with government affairs and was only half focused, she seemed even more serious.

Qi Junyi stared at it for a while, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

He didn't know when it started, but he couldn't stand the girl ignoring him anymore.

It was probably after he learned of Chen Ziwei's existence, or maybe even earlier, so early that he hadn't discovered it yet, so early that he was still struggling with himself at that time.

He was a stubborn person, but he was born into a noble family and had a smooth life. He could get whatever he wanted, so there was no chance for the paranoia deep in his heart to appear.

After her death, this stubbornness turned into madness.

He couldn't accept her death.

Nor can I tolerate complete loss.

He was crazy and wanted to change his fate.

As an emperor, he always believed that man can conquer nature.

Indeed, he got his wish.

However, the mad demons that were born out of her death did not seem to disappear with her resurrection.

Qi Junyi stroked his chest, not knowing what he was thinking about. He pursed his lips, then lowered his eyes and continued to review the memorials.

Jiang Lingyue had no idea of ​​his changing mood and was reading the book very intently.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened and I felt a gentle pat on my shoulder that I came back to my senses.

"Don't read for so long next time," Qi Junyi said calmly, "It's bad for your eyes."

Most of the time, Jiang Lingyue still gave face to the Emperor.

Hearing this, she nodded obediently, closed the book, and asked, "Are you done?"

Qi Junyi nodded softly and held her hand.

The two returned to Ning'an Palace hand in hand.