A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 419: Will You Give Me Another Sister?

Zhao Junyao held her, inhaling her faint hair fragrance and the subtle scent of her skin. Her hands, restless again, unconsciously wandered everywhere, and then... she started fires wherever she touched.She herself didn’t know, but it was tough on Zhao Junyao.

He gritted his teeth and moved her hand away, but she placed it back again. He removed it again, and she put it back once more, each time placing it lower than the last.

Because she was cold, she desperately burrowed downwards, finding a warm and comfortable object to touch, wanting to keep touching, and then...

Zhao Junyao felt his body burn like fire.

He had been holding back for a year.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t had others serve him, but it wasn’t the same; none of them could satisfy him.

Only she could! A single thought screamed through Zhao Junyao’s mind: Only her!

His pupils slowly took on an ambiguous hue, his breathing grew heavier, his breaths ragged.

"Qingqing... you can’t blame anyone else for this!"

Then, he ripped off her clothes in one swift motion and kissed her desperately.

After all, he was a young emperor in his early twenties who had held back for a year—how could he not be desperate?

Even though there were so many women in the harem waiting in line to serve him, he just wasn’t interested. Each time, it was as if he were a starved wolf, barely able to restrain himself. Only when he could bear it no longer would he go and settle for less, just so he wouldn’t starve to death.

If he could’ve held back, he wouldn’t have sought out anyone else! Not because he wanted to be exclusive, but because... he really wasn’t satisfied!

Now, the child was almost two months old, and he had consulted the Imperial Physician; it was alright to be intimate again.

So... what was he waiting for?

Xia Ruqing was sleeping in a daze, feeling something wet and slippery moving across her face, hot breath accompanying it.

Instinctively, she turned over, mumbling in her stupor, "Little White, go away, I want to sleep!"

Da Bai was rather aloof and, as he grew older, disliked having much physical contact with her. Little White, on the other hand, was different—so well-behaved and clingy! He would often come over while she was sleeping. Sometimes he would step on her with his tiny paws, or lick her with his soft little tongue. So, she had become accustomed to it.

However, Zhao Junyao was not used to this! In fact, he was somewhat angry!

Little White?

Was she mistaking him for Little White?

This girl...

RIP!

Her clothes were completely torn open.

HISS!

Her skin met the cold air, and her torn clothes painfully constricted her chest.

"AH!"

Xia Ruqing woke up!

And then, she met Zhao Junyao’s eyes, radiating an exceedingly dangerous aura.

He was breathing heavily, his breaths ragged.

"Qingqing, this is all your doing!"

After he spoke, he gestured, pulled down the curtains, and then... the rest was indescribable.

Xia Ruqing hadn’t fully come to her senses when her undergarments were pulled down. Afterward, she felt the touch of something scorchingly hot!

"Emperor..." Her voice trembled, her face a picture of bewilderment.

Good heavens, could someone tell her how she had woken up to... him doing this...? What on earth was going on?

Zhao Junyao, without further ado, turned her over and entered from behind!

"Ah~" It hurt a bit, and she was not accustomed to it.

Frowning, she complained, "Emperor, can’t you be a bit more gentle!"

She hadn’t had sex in such a long time, after all.

Zhao Junyao couldn’t care less about that; he had been holding back for too long and didn’t want to wait another minute! As a result, as soon as he entered, he could no longer control himself and swept her up in a frenzy.

Xia Ruqing bit her lip hard, yet soft, broken sounds still escaped from between her lips and teeth.

Viewed from outside, the hanging curtains shook continuously, like a waterfall in motion. The bed, shaking violently, also emitted muffled creaking sounds.

It wasn’t that the bed was lacking; the man was simply too capable!

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Junyao, who had been in the midst of a storm, let out a low growl as it came to an end.

Xia Ruqing lay sprawled on the bed, clutching her aching lower back with a pained expression. Her back ached, her legs were cramping, and she didn’t want to move at all!

Zhao Junyao’s first time was a bit quicker than usual!

Then very soon, the second time came. This time, he was like someone sitting under the setting sun, savoring a pot of fine wine. He was on top, she beneath, their movements unhurried and deliberate.

Xia Ruqing couldn’t bear it at the start. After all, what had just happened was... simply too devastating.

Later on, she gradually grew accustomed to the sensation. Then, it became more and more profound, until finally, Xia Ruqing truly began to feel it.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, her voice whimpering and plaintive!

"Faster..."

She urged him on relentlessly, but he just smirked, a mischievous curl to his lips, refusing to comply.

"Qingqing, will you confuse me with someone else again?"

To think she mistook him for Little White! I’m so... erm... I can’t think of the right word. In any case, mistaking an emperor who ruled over everything for a little female cat is not acceptable. No, not even a little male cat! Chapters fırst released on novel⚑fire.net

Zhao Junyao thought indignantly.

Xia Ruqing was almost in tears. "I won’t, not ever again!"

Zhao Junyao was very satisfied and quirked his lips. Then he truly sped up the pace.

Xia Ruqing felt a fire within her body, her heart beating so fast it seemed like it would jump out of her throat. Waves of white clouds passed before her eyes.

She couldn’t describe the feeling. Perhaps it was... being taken to heaven? It was too wonderful! Why hadn’t I felt this before? Could it be that giving birth to a child unlocked a new realm?

COUGH, COUGH!

In any case, in the very end, Xia Ruqing held her breath and shook all over as she held tight to Zhao Junyao’s back.

It felt like an eternity before the surging sensation in her body gradually dissipated.

Xia Ruqing was extremely tired and fell into a deep slumber.

「In the late afternoon, it started to snow outside again.」

Zhao Junyao, unusually, did not leave and stayed on the bed with her.

For a man, having his intimate life with the woman he loves return to harmony is truly something to celebrate. Yes, even if it means my body is covered in bite marks and bruises, it’s worth it!

Zhao Junyao looked at his shoulder dotted with teeth marks, his lips curling into a high smile!

That day, Zhao Junyao stayed with Xia Ruqing until after they had finished the evening meal before leaving. She didn’t know what had gotten into Zhao Junyao that day, nor did she particularly care to find out. I was just... so tired.

After the evening meal, she crawled back into bed and lay down. Sister Liang had barely placed Little Bun in front of her when she fell asleep!

Little Bun: Mother, with you and Father being so diligent, are you trying to give me a little sister?

「The twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month is the Little New Year.」

After that day, the New Year’s festivities begin. The New Year period was incredibly busy. It had been almost ten days since the Emperor last visited the harem. The last time he had come to the harem, he had stayed for half a day in Consort Xian Pin’s Qingya Residence. Since then, he hadn’t entered the harem again, nor had he summoned anyone to serve him in his bedchambers. He had been utterly swamped for a full ten days!

In Jiaofang Hall, the Empress was also bustling about. Every time Sister Ji tried to advise her, the Empress would stand her ground with fierce determination.

"The Emperor himself is not resting; how could I dare to be idle!"

How comfortable others are is their own business. I am the Empress; I stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor. So what if I work a little harder?!

Upon hearing this, Sister Ji, knowing the Empress’s nature, didn’t dare to persuade her further.

On the night of the twenty-third, the Empress was in charge and kept busy until midnight.