OFFERING CONCUBINES
EPISODE 111 MISSES OUT ON ANGER
Xiao Yi fell silent in front of the mirror, letting Chu Cu remove the hair loop, releasing the clasps and hairpicks attached there.
The look of his face looked dejectedly reflected on the glass, as his mind floated on His Majesty's face.
One night had passed, after the events in the Guangli hall, where His Majesty was behaving so harshly and differently.
The pias felt so deeply intruded into his memory.
His Eminence, who had always been calm, became like a very angry lion.
She knew, His Majesty would always ask her if she wanted to make a decision related to him, but yesterday she was only stunned, as His Majesty insisted on her becoming his chief consort.
She does not miss, as a wife, feeling prioritized by the husband is a very happy thing but on the other hand, when she feels just like an unthinkable person, it feels very heartbreaking.
"Chu Cu, has His Majesty sent word from Rongyu?" Xiao Yi asked slowly.
"Not yet, ma'am...." Chu Cu replied carefully.
"Cun's bodyguard today who is in charge of Xingwu's homestead head, the madam can ask him, regarding Your Majesty." The Barat Chu Cu.
"No need." Xiao Yi tidied up his milky white robe, he looked so clean and shining.
Xiao stroked his stomach which felt so fast that it felt like he could not wait to meet the twins who were now in it.
"Your Majesty is so angry with me..." Xiao Yi complained, stroking his stomach repeatedly.
"Your Majesty is angry that it won't be long, Your Majesty will come to the madam as usual." Chu Cu smiled slightly, not just comforting but he was very sure no matter how angry His Majesty was with Xiao Yi, he would not be able to resist the longing for his mistress.
"Your Majesty has never been like this..." Xiao Yi as if not hearing Chu Cu's voice, he was dissolved in his own feelings.
He bowed staring towards his stomach, a sense of sadness bursting unstoppable, two clear spheres falling over the back of his own hands.
He did not know what his tears were because he could not tell the difference between sadness and longing, which all led to the same person, His Majesty.
For so long she was stuck, spending tens of seconds waiting for her falling tears to melt on her blushing white skin.
Chu Cu slowly combed the long hair of her master and always admired her beautiful face.
But as he gazed into the mirror, he was immediately stunned to find a figure who had stood not far from behind him, wrapped in a pale yellow robe, but whose face remained so majestic and handsome.
Before Chu Cu could get up to his senses to pay his respects, His Majesty had signalled asking for a wooden comb from Chu Cu's hand and told him to leave without a sound in just one hand gesture.
And in the next second, His Majesty slowly and gently began to comb his wife's beautiful hair.
"Does His Majesty not miss me like I miss him?" Sigh Xiao Yi.
"If he is angry with me, I will accept it, but I cannot bear that His Majesty hates me and does not want to see me again. I'd rather die if...Akh...!"
Xiao Yi suffocated before finishing his sentence as the comb on his head was dragged deep in his scalp.
"Chu Cu!" Xiao Yi reflexively held his head and raised his face towards the mirror in pain.
But the mimic immediately turned into a surprised look, his lips that had been opened remained in his position, staring at the dislike look.
"If you repeat those words again, then I will really hate you." His speech was flat, the comb from the mahogany he was holding fell out of his grasp, making a noise lying on the floor.
As the atmosphere became silent, they exchanged glances at the reflection of the glass.
"Chenxing, my longing for you is more excruciating than anger." His Majesty hugged the neck of Xiao Yi who was still sitting dumbfounded.
"Don't ever say you're going to die, because until the seventh red ground, I'll catch up with you if that happens. As long as you're under Yanzhi's sky, I won't let you leave me." That warm trembling tone of voice, instead made the cries of Xiao Yi who had been held for several nights explode from its place.
"Your Majesty...." Xiao Yi cried as he hugged the two sturdy arms that were wrapped around his neck. She was crying so much.
"I thought His Majesty hated me." Xiao Yi had never cried so much that his shoulder shook for so long, but the fear of losing His Majesty could urge his grief so deeply.
"Maxing...." His Majesty shrugged Xiao Yi's shoulders to stand up and then turned the body of his beloved concubine slowly.
"I can't be mad at you, I'm just mad at myself who's so weak. Now, I realize the reason why the people I love would end up tragically if they were around me..." His Majesty fell silent, his sturdy jaw hardened,
"Because I'm weak and don't dare to protect what I have. I won't repeat the same thing again. Therefore, from today on I promise you, I will not let anyone scare me and doubt me again. I will stand on my feet against anyone who dares to touch what is mine!" Continue with a hard pias full of determination.
Eyes as black as Willow's trunk that winter, thick pierced all the way to Xiao Yi's heart, brazing a promise that made Xiao Yi's blood flow warm.
His Majesty pulled Xiao Yi's body into his embrace, hugging him tightly as if he did not want to take it off again.
Their bodies fused stiffly, while their chests pounded rhythmically.
"I will protect you and my son, even if I have to risk my life, I will do it without hesitation." Whisper Your Majesty, soft and sure.
Xiao Yi nodded his head in confidence.
"I will not hide anything from His Majesty from today. I won't be afraid anymore. I promise." Xiao Yi returned His Majesty's embrace tightly.
His Majesty loosened his embrace, then pulled Xiao Yi's face closer to his, in the face of the eyes of the vile that he always missed. Slowly in his kiss Xiao Yi's eyes were as soft as floating cotton.
Noiselessly, with a slight bow he kissed the rancid lips of Xiao Yi, who was silent resignedly in the same longing.
With a slow movement, his fingers were already behind Xiao Yi's neck, his fingers were on the sidelines of his wife's hair that was similar to black silk, pushing slowly Xiao Yi's head on his face.
His hot tongue was burning, knocking at the door of the lips to open a little, sipping them like sweet wine.
The lips are so comfortable to enjoy, offering the satisfaction of an unstoppable thirst.
"I love you, Chenxing...." I don't know how many times he said it and never get tired of saying it even if he had to do it a thousand more times.
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