Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Emperor Shenwu wanted to kiss away the tears on Lan Qingwu's face, but Lan Qingwu gently dodged and said, "Your Majesty, I want to go back."

Emperor Shenwu looked at Lan Qingwu's evasive action, his eyes sank slightly: "Impossible, you agreed to accompany me today." If he let her leave alone, it would only aggravate the grudge between them.

Emperor Shenwu held Lan Qingwu tightly, holding her and sitting her on his lap. He held the back of her head firmly with his big hand and kissed her lips directly. Ignoring her sobs, he sucked on the tip of her tongue. Lan Qingwu felt more and more suffocated in the emperor's arms, but she could not move at all, only tears kept falling.

The tears flowed into their mouths. Emperor Shenwu tasted Lan Qingwu's bitter tears and finally stopped. Emperor Shenwu hugged her again: "Ruo Ruo, don't be like this."

Lan Qingwu cried so heartbrokenly when the two of them broke up.

Lan Qingwu felt himself trembling slightly. Whenever the emperor wanted to treat him harshly, he could neither resist nor escape.

"Ruoruo wants to go home and not stay here." Lan Qingwu murmured softly, "Ruoruo doesn't want to stay in the palace and be a concubine."

Lan Qingwu had touched the emperor's most sensitive nerve, and the Shenwu Emperor held her tightly: "Impossible, don't even think about it! Ruo Ruo, don't force me, I won't let you go!"

Lan Qingwu's eyes were lifeless. "Then Your Majesty, put Ruo Ruo in the temple. Ruo Ruo will stay there forever."

"Weak!" The Emperor's heart trembled slightly. He reached out to hold Lan Qingwu's hand and touched the coral bracelet on her wrist. Finally, he made up his mind. He held her cheeks with both hands and looked firmly into Lan Qingwu's lifeless eyes: "I will tell you everything about today from beginning to end. After you listen, we can talk about other things."

"I was afraid the alcohol hadn't worn off yet, so I went to Shaoyantai to change clothes and sober up. I was just waiting for the alcohol to wear off before coming back to find you. Li Xiang didn't guard the door for a moment, and the two of them, Lin Cairen, came in without permission. Yes, I mistook her for you, and I touched her."

Lan Qingwu began to struggle upon hearing this, but the Emperor said forcefully, "Don't move. Listen to me. As soon as I touched her, I realized she wasn't you. I pushed her away. There was no further action, no aftermath. Weakling, do you know how I realized she wasn't yours?"

"The concubines in the harem wear heavy makeup and never show any sign of misbehavior or disorder in their appearance when they sleep with me. However, I have always hated the smell of powder and cosmetics. I have never kissed a concubine in the harem, not even Consort Lin, and certainly not anyone else. When Consort Lin's face was so thick with the scent of powder and cosmetics, I suddenly came to my senses and realized she was not you, so I pushed her away. Do you understand?"

Lan Qingwu was shocked by the information revealed by the emperor. She just stared at the Shenwu Emperor in a daze. The Shenwu Emperor held her cheeks with both hands: "That's why I can come back so quickly. That's why I only kissed you, weak one. Do you understand?"

"If you still blame me, I have nothing to say, but I am weak. You are already my woman, my wife. I can't let you go. You have no way to survive outside. Or are you still thinking about someone else? That Lin Shaojie?" Emperor Shenwu pointed out the cruel fact.

Lan Qingwu looked into the emperor's deep gaze and said, "You know very well that there is no such person." He had never even seen that person.

Emperor Shenwu and Lan Qingwu put their foreheads together. "Do you still blame me? I still remember your heartbroken crying back then. How could I possibly do something that would make you sad again?"

Lan Qingwu was once again lost in hesitation. Had the emperor truly never kissed another concubine? Had he truly stopped? Had Consort Lin truly been the one to fawn over him? Was he truly about to sink into this depravity again?

Lan Qingwu lowered her eyes slightly, not looking at the way the Divine Martial Emperor was staring at her, and said, "Wei Ruo wants to go back first."

Emperor Shenwu noticed Lan Qingwu's hesitation and said, "Weiwei, do you want me to reveal my heart to you?"

Emperor Shenwu reached out and lifted Lan Qingwu's snow-white chin, and their eyes met: "Ruoruo, you have already possessed my heart. I gave my heart to you as early as when you first entered the palace. Yi - this one and only time in my life, my true heart has long been yours!"

Listening to the emperor's confession, Lan Qingwu felt her entire soul shaken. It turned out that this was where her title came from. Her throat felt dry and her eyes blurred again. The emperor asked softly again, asking deep into Lan Qingwu's soul: "Are you willing to accept my true heart? I know you don't care about the status of your position, power and status. I can give you too little, only my heart. Are you willing to accept my true heart?"

Lan Qingwu's soul was trembling. She could hear her soul clamoring, "Yes! Yes! She is willing!" Lan Qingwu threw herself into the emperor's arms, tears streaming down her face. "Brother Heng, I have been waiting for you!"

Emperor Shenwu hugged Lan Qingwu tightly: "I know, I know, I know that Ruoruo is waiting for me, I know that my wife is waiting for me! I promise that I will never let Ruoruo cry again!"

Emperor Shenwu released his arms from Lan Qingwu's tight embrace and couldn't wait to kiss her tender lips. Lan Qingwu also kissed him back passionately, and their tongues intertwined, gently and passionately, like mandarin ducks embracing each other.

After a long time, Emperor Shenwu reluctantly let go of Lan Qingwu, and then reached out to untie the belt of Lan Qingwu's palace dress. Lan Qingwu gently closed his eyes, willingly accepting his fate!

She willingly let Emperor Shenwu take off her clothes piece by piece, willingly gave her body and mind to the emperor, willingly let Emperor Shenwu take off her head ornaments piece by piece, and willingly let her soft and charming black hair down.

After carrying Lan Qingwu on his back, Emperor Shenwu ordered Li Xiang with a cold expression, "Go to the cold palace and get two doses of contraceptive soup for Commoner Lin to drink!"

Li Xiang was shocked: "Your Majesty, you are not..." No... Li Xiang could not ask any further.

The tone of the Emperor Shenwu was indescribably cold: "It's just a precaution."

He would not allow this thorn to have even the slightest chance of getting between him and Ruo Ruo.

On the second day of the Wanshou Festival, the emperor would hold a medicine-giving ceremony to repay the people. The government offices in the imperial city would select three places to provide medical treatment and give medicine. The court would send more than a dozen imperial physicians to diagnose and prescribe medicine, and give the people three days' worth of medicine. Local government offices would also start corresponding medicine-giving ceremonies based on the specific conditions of their own counties. On the third day of the Wanshou Festival, porridge would be given away and porridge stalls would be opened to repay the people.

Lan Qingwu woke up in the bedroom of the main hall of Qianzheng Palace. She was held tightly in the emperor's arms and he refused to let go even a little.

Lan Qingwu lay quietly in the arms of Emperor Shenwu, looking at the gorgeous flowers in the glass bottle in full bloom, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

Emperor Shenwu did not have to attend court for these three days. Except for the first day when all officials came to celebrate his birthday, Emperor Shenwu did not have to do anything else on the remaining two days and could only use them to accompany Lan Qingwu.

That morning, the Emperor Shenwu carried Lan Qingwu to the bathing platform. The platform was tilted, and Lan Qingwu panicked for a moment, feeling like she was about to slip into the water. Then, the Emperor Shenwu pressed her down, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lan Qingwu felt instantly at ease, reaching out to embrace the Shenwu Emperor's neck. Her watery eyes reflected only the Emperor, filled with trust and reliance. Their lower bodies entwined like fish underwater, their upper bodies entwined like mandarin ducks.

In a daze, Lan Qingwu heard the Emperor Shenwu whisper in her ear: "Ruoruo, didn't you want to sing the song we sang when we first met on my birthday? Sing it now, sing it to me."

Lan Qingwu opened his mouth softly in a state of confusion and passion, his melodious and intoxicating voice echoing softly in the palace. The lingering and sad singing became broken and intermittent, Lan Qingwu whimpered, and the eyes of the Emperor of Shenwu became even deeper and more crazy, with the possessiveness in his eyes undisguised: "Don't stop, keep singing, I want you to sing to me for the next two days!"