novelraw Chapter 134 Love Grows Over Time, It's Unfair
Chapter 134 Love Grows Over Time, It's Unfair
In one whole afternoon, Song Shuangning actually finished reading all three storybooks.
When the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) arrived, she felt sleepy and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The night was so quiet that you could hear the chirping of insects, and the moonlight shone softly into the palace.
The door to the side hall clicked open, revealing the emperor standing outside, exuding a chilling aura. He then entered the hall, his gaze passing over the bed curtains and landing on the person sleeping soundly.
The woman inside the bed curtains nestled in the soft quilt and pillows, her eyelashes long and thick, her breathing deep and steady.
Xiao Yan's originally tense brows softened without him even realizing it.
Only when she is fast asleep will she let go of her cunning and reveal such a defenseless appearance.
Xiao Yan sat down by the bed and gently stroked her face.
"Ningning."
"You truly don't care about me at all."
His voice was neither loud nor soft, but Song Shuangning, who was fast asleep, couldn't hear it.
He missed her, but he didn't want her to see his disheveled state.
I'm even more afraid that she'll become arrogant because of this.
So I added some calming ingredients to the ambergris to help her sleep more soundly, even more soundly.
Xiao Yan simply gazed at her quietly, his eyes tracing her sleepy eyes.
Unable to suppress his longing any longer, he slowly leaned down and pressed his warm lips to her forehead, then brushed across her eyelids and across the tip of her delicate nose.
Finally, it stopped on the lips I had longed for, and I held my breath for a moment.
Their lips met, and his kiss suddenly became fierce, his teeth lightly nibbling at her soft lips with a hint of punishment.
It was as if he wanted to return all the forbearance and pain he had endured during this period to her.
Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and stared at her slightly swollen lips, which were red from being kissed, and carefully caressed them with his fingertips.
His voice was hoarse and strained:
"Song Shuangning, how can you remain so unmoved?"
"You managed to make me fall in love with you, yet you remained completely unmoved."
After saying that, he gave a self-deprecating laugh, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
Xiao Yan took off his outer robe, lay down beside her, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her soft body into his arms.
Her fragrance lingered around my nose.
The person he longed for day and night was in his arms.
A very soft sigh escaped Xiao Yan's throat as his gaze fell upon her peaceful sleeping face.
"If I could, I would rather you sleep like this forever, just like now, quietly leaning against me, so obedient. I also want to keep you by my side, so that you can only have eyes for me. They say that feelings grow over time. If I keep you by my side like this, one day you will develop some true feelings for me, won't you?"
He muttered to himself.
Xiao Yan closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
The moonlight shone on the two people nestled together on the bed.
Li Fuquan listened intently, and when there was no more movement inside the hall, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking:
He can finally get a good night's sleep.
The next day, Xiao Yan was awakened by Li Fuquan.
Xiao Yan glanced at the woman in his arms, who was wrapped around him with her arms and legs, her head buried in his chest, showing great dependence on him.
This dependence can't be faked, can it?
Xiao Yan's gaze darkened.
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When Song Shuangning woke up, the sun had already climbed above the window.
She stretched and yawned. This kind of life, where she could sleep as long as she wanted, was truly blissful.
I just felt something was off about my lips; even a light touch caused a stinging pain.
She rushed to the bronze mirror and saw that her lips were bright red and slightly swollen.
She never had the bad habit of biting her lip in the middle of the night.
Could it be that some 'flower thief' has entered the palace?
But in this Zichen Palace, apart from that supreme ruler, who else would dare to be so presumptuous?
She pressed her fingertips against her burning lips and couldn't help but smile.
He was so stubborn during the day, saying he wouldn't see her, but in the end, he still sneaked in at night like a philanderer, kissing her lips until they were so red and swollen.
When A-Liu brought in breakfast, Song Shuangning was casually tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
She deliberately asked, "Was anyone else in the palace last night?"
A-Liu was taken aback, then immediately shook her head: "Your Majesty, this is the Zichen Palace, and no outsiders come and go. Did Your Majesty hear any noise last night?"
Song Shuangning gave a low chuckle.
"Perhaps I misheard. I did hear footsteps last night, but I was sound asleep and didn't pay much attention."
Ah Liu nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, yes, Her Majesty must be in a daze in her sleep. How could there be footsteps in the middle of the night?"
Song Shuangning stood up, glanced at the breakfast, and frowned slightly. "Take it away. I have no appetite."
Today's breakfast was extremely exquisite, featuring steamed milk cheese, jadeite shumai, bird's nest porridge, and crystal dumplings—all top-quality delicacies from the imperial kitchen.
Ah Liu panicked. "What would Your Highness like to eat? This servant will go and instruct the Imperial Kitchen to prepare it right away."
Song Shuangning rested her chin on her hand and said slowly, "I'm actually craving some lactose dumplings. Do you know what they are? Never mind, they're hard to find anyway, so it doesn't matter if you can't find them. I don't have much of an appetite anyway."
Even if it's hard to find, we must find it.
The Emperor has given instructions to serve them carefully.
Ah Liu hurriedly said, "This servant will go and have the imperial kitchen prepare it right away."
A barely perceptible smile flickered in Song Shuangning's eyes.
Didn't you say you wouldn't see her?
She would act recklessly, refusing to believe that Xiao Yan would really not come to see her.
A-Liu went to the Hall of Diligent Governance to report back first.
Chief Eunuch Li had previously instructed that if the Empress did anything unusual, he should immediately report it to the Emperor.
Ah Liu then truthfully replied, "Your Majesty, the Empress does not wish to have breakfast today; she is only thinking of glutinous rice balls with lactose."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan casually tossed the folded document in his hand onto the imperial desk, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he uttered two words:
"Delicate."
But deep down, she didn't really think Song Shuangning was spoiled. Rather, she felt it was unfair that Song Shuangning, who was under house arrest, was living such a wonderful life, wanting to eat this and that.
Did she even care about him?
If we spoil her like this, will she start threatening to move the imperial kitchen into the Zichen Palace one day?
"Then Your Majesty...should we order the imperial kitchen to prepare it?"
Xiao Yan angrily said, "What are you doing?"
A-Liu trembled at the shout, then cautiously said, "There's one more thing. This morning, when Her Majesty got up, she said she seemed to hear...footsteps in the middle of the night."
Now it was Xiao Yan's turn to be embarrassed.
How could I hear footsteps while I was sleeping so soundly?
Xiao Yan coughed lightly. "Go down."
"etc…"
"Tell the imperial kitchen to prepare it."
A-Liu: "...Yes."
Half an hour later, A-Liu returned to the side hall carrying milk sugar dumplings.
"Your Majesty, these are the lactose-coated glutinous rice balls you wanted to eat."
Song Shuangning opened her mouth, and she actually got it. Wasn't Xiao Yan angry?
Don't you think she's being pretentious?
She glanced towards the door. "The Emperor hasn't come?"
Ah Liu shook her head.
Hmm? Was the prediction wrong?
He's good at tolerating things.