Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

"The southern tour is almost here. It's about time Shu Fei is pregnant. You should prepare for the auspicious sign in advance. Although I haven't done anything to her, her child may not survive..."

As Yan Wan spoke, she sighed inwardly. Yehenara, her family background was too noble. Even if the child survived, the emperor would not allow him to interfere in the Qing Dynasty.

Only Yihuan foolishly drank bowl after bowl of the pregnancy-preventing medicine for several years.

Her red lips opened and closed slightly, and Jinzhong just stared at her in a daze, his vision gradually becoming blurred. With the beauty in his arms, Jinzhong could not hear a word she said.

Yan Wan was staring at the python pattern on his chest while talking, but she didn't get any response from him for a long time. When she looked up, she found that he was staring at her in a daze. She instantly laughed in anger and punched his chest in annoyance.

"You're such a good slave, now you've grown so powerful, you're even more unruly and don't even listen to me."

She was afraid of hurting him, so she used very little force, and it felt like a tickle on Jinzhong's chest.

Jinzhong still didn't say anything, his eyes were blurred. He couldn't help but take the initiative to hold her waist tightly, holding her tightly in front of him, unable to move.

"Well......"

Yan Wan wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, her red lips were blocked.

A delicate kiss fell on her lips. Yan Wan was stunned for a moment, then she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate and slowly raised her head to respond to him.

He kissed her passionately, deeply, his fingers unconsciously inserted into her hair, and half-forced her to raise her head.

The kiss was long and lingering, as if he wanted to melt her into his own bones and blood.

The room was silent for a moment, with only the faint breathing sounds of the two people remaining.

The person in his arms gradually softened and fell down, with all her weight on him. Jinzhong showed no intention of stopping, but instead stretched out his big hands to pick her up, pressed her against the dressing table and kissed her non-stop.

Jinzhong reluctantly let go until he realized she was almost out of breath.

"You pervert, aren't you afraid that the Emperor will peel off your skin if he sees you?"

Yanwan leaned on him, breathing slightly, and did not forget to reach out to pinch his strong and narrow waist.

It's just that she was dizzy and weak from the kiss, so this little action was no different from a tease in Jinzhong's eyes.

"The Emperor is busy admiring beauties, so how could he have the chance to run into a scoundrel like me? Besides, if I were to fall for your Master, I would be willing to die."

Jinzhong was still not satisfied, with a smile on his face, he once again put his arms around Yanwan's slender waist and hugged her tightly.

"Do you remember what I just told you?"

"Master, I never dare to forget your orders."

Jinzhong rested his chin on Yanwan's head and greedily sniffed her body fragrance.

He hadn't seen her for two months, but he missed her terribly. He was afraid that the scene before his eyes was just a dream. Only when he held her tightly in his arms could he feel a slight sense of reality.

After a while, seeing that Jinzhong had no intention of letting go, Yanwan couldn't help but yawn.

"Is the Master sleepy?"

Jinzhong noticed the movements of the person in his arms and felt her nod slightly, so he simply picked her up and carried her horizontally on the bed.

"It's so late, you should go back and rest. Don't you still have to serve the emperor tomorrow?"

"It's alright, I'll wait until my master falls asleep before I leave."

Jinzhong looked at the sky and found it was getting late, so he decided not to sleep. After Yanwan fell asleep, he slipped back to the Yangxin Palace to prepare to wait for the emperor to get up. The emperor was in high spirits today and the party lasted until midnight.

He carefully helped her take off her shoes and socks, then wet a towel and carefully wiped her fair feet. After Yanwan lay down, Jinzhong sat on a small stool next to the footstool beside the bed, leaning against the headboard, half-supporting his face with his hands, staring at her in a daze, a silly smile on his face.

He had imagined this scene countless times, but he never expected that one day his dream would come true.

It's like a dream, it's hard to believe.

Yan Wan felt shy when he looked at her, and quickly covered half of her face with the quilt.

"How can you stare at someone like that, Jinzhong? I find you're becoming more and more outrageous."

Hearing this, Jinzhong lowered his head and pressed his face closer to her: "It is Your Majesty who tolerates my presumptuous behavior. Without your permission, I cannot even enter the Yongshou Palace, let alone the hall."

What I mean is, this is all caused by you.

Jinzhong reached out and pushed aside the quilt, lifted her chin with his index finger, and looked at her face carefully.

He stroked Yanwan's slightly swollen red lips with his thumb, his eyes dim and unclear, and the figures of two emerald green snakes entwined on his thumb became faintly visible as he moved.

He suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth, his throat moved slightly, and he licked his slightly dry lips, which still had the fragrance of Yan Wan on them.

"The master hasn't sent me any news for the past two months, and I've been waiting so long. I must compensate you well."

Jinzhong thought for a moment and made up a lame excuse for himself.

"Alright, whatever reward you want, gold, silver, jewelry, beauties, demon children, as long as Yongshou Palace has it, I will give it to you."

Yanwan looked at him and smiled meaningfully.

"For a slave, your majesty is the best jewel."

After Jinzhong finished speaking, he kissed the red lips that he had been thinking about day and night without hesitation.

From the moment he stared at her, Yan Wan knew he had no good intentions, so she simply let him do what he wanted. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck and responded boldly.

During these two difficult months, he was not the only one who was unable to sleep because of his love for her and his thoughts of her day and night.

. . . . . . .

Unlike the affectionate Yongshou Palace, the Yiku Palace suddenly became terribly cold and desolate. Ruyi stared at the moonlight outside the window, her heart heavy with thought.

She has not yet gotten over the emperor's enthusiasm for her when she was first crowned queen. Until today, the look the emperor gave Bai Ruiji was like a splash of cold water that woke her up.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to bed. The concubines will come to pay their respects to you early tomorrow morning." Rong Pei walked closer and reminded her in a soft voice.

Ruyi nodded woodenly and let Rong Pei help her go to bed.

Lying in the soft silk quilt specially supplied from the Jiangnan region, Ruyi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She had hardly slept all night. When the concubines came to pay their respects, she was sitting at the top of the small table, leaning slightly to one side, with one hand resting on it, and dozing off.

Just as everyone was chatting, Bai Ruiji arrived late.

"I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen. May Her Majesty be blessed with good health. I am late, and I beg Her Majesty to forgive me."

"Get up and take a seat. You worked hard serving the Emperor last night. It's okay to be late. Rong Pei, quickly serve tea to Concubine Mei."

Seeing that the person coming was Bai Ruiji, Ruyi forced herself to cheer up and said with a smile.

"Oh! Who was it? It turns out to be Concubine Mei! Last night, you really made a splash. I thought you only knew how to play the pipa, but I didn't expect you to dance so gracefully. But now that you've regained favor, you're even late to pay your respects. You really don't take the Empress seriously."