Empress, she is rising step by step

Chapter 95 Don’t be afraid, it’s me

Zhu Ci walked over and opened the door. The yard was quiet. The person waiting on the door was nowhere to be found, and he didn't see anyone knocking on the door.

She opened her mouth to call someone, but footsteps suddenly sounded behind her. Before she could recover, she was hugged from behind, and a familiar scent of cedar lingered on the tip of her nose.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Then there was a bouquet of flowers in front of me. There is no woman who doesn't like flowers, and Zhu Ci is no exception. She happily took it and smelled it.

I didn’t expect that the emperor knew a lot about romance and knew how to surprise people.

"Why is the Emperor here? Didn't you go to the Changqiu Palace to accompany the Queen Mother?"

Shen Que asked instead, "You don't want me to accompany you? Then I'll go."

With that said, he pretended to leave. How could Zhu Ci not see that Shen Que was pretending, and she was willing to act with him, grabbing Shen Que's hand from behind.

"Concubine, that's not what I meant. The emperor has misunderstood me. Of course I hope that the emperor can accompany me day and night, but I don't dare to ask for too much."

Shen Que held Zhu Ci's hand in his palm and pulled her towards the house.

Zhu Ci asked: "Did the emperor forbid them to speak out? This concubine was so frightened that she thought something had happened?"

"It's my fault." The corners of Shen Que's lips raised slightly, outlining a gentle arc.

"I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a shock. I remember that you have a milky white vase with a narrow neck in your palace. It will definitely look good for arranging flowers."

"The emperor has such a good memory. I didn't expect that he could even remember what kind of vases there are in the concubine's palace."

Zhu Ci thought so too. She found the vase and inserted the flowers into it in an orderly manner.

She held her chin up and fiddled with the petals with her fingers, admiring them with a smile.

Shen Que looked at her, "Are you so happy?"

"Huh, of course. The emperor gave this to my concubine. To me, this is the best in the world."

Zhu Ci's eyebrows arched, "Which one does the Emperor think is more beautiful, this concubine or this flower?"

Hearing this silly question, Shen Que laughed and said, "Of course it's you."

Shen Que smiled and stretched out his hand towards Zhu Ci. Zhu Ci's cheeks were slightly red, with a happy smile on her face, and she placed her hand on Shen Que's palm.

Shen Que gave a gentle tug, and Zhu Ci walked over and sat down.

He held her in his arms from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder and said nothing.

Zhu Ci was keenly aware of something wrong with Shen Que's mood, "Is the Emperor unhappy?"

"No." Shen Que paused.

"Yan Baolin will be fifteen years old after his birthday. The Queen Mother hopes that Yan Baolin can go to bed soon."

Zhu Ci thought it was something, Yan Qingshu was already Baolin, and she was old enough, so it would be a matter of time before she went to bed. Isn't the emperor unwilling? Since he didn't want to, why did he designate Yan Qingshu as Baolin in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to designate her as a princess?

"Most of the ladies in the palace entered the palace at the age of fifteen, and Yan Baolin would have been sixteen if calculated according to the actual age. It is understandable that the Queen Mother is anxious."

Zhu Ci thought about her words, and she seemed to hear a sneer, which was extremely unreal.

"The age has come, but Yan Baolin is different from others after all. She is too pure-hearted, and I don't want her to get involved in the harem fight too early."

"Yan Baolin has lived in the palace since he was a child, and he has already been a player in the game."

Zhu Ci couldn't figure out what was different about Yan Qingshu from others, except that she had more than ten years of friendship with the emperor. From the moment she entered the palace, she could not escape the fight. Could it be that because the emperor had feelings for Yan Qingshu, he couldn't bear her being sour and jealous like other concubines? But their emperor really doesn't look like a soft and emotional person.

"Yan Baolin has her own wisdom, and she is protected by the Queen Mother and the Emperor. Moreover, I see that all the concubines like Yan Baolin, and I think I can live in harmony with Sister Yan."

"I'm afraid you are the only one who thinks so. You and Yan Baolin have similar temperaments, and both have good moral character. It's natural for you to come from that. But in the eyes of others, it may not be the same thing."

Shen Que rubbed the tip of his nose against Zhu Ci's face, and there was a faint fragrance of orchid on her body.

"But having said that, I told Yan Baolin to sleep with me, so you don't mind? My Ci is so generous."

Zhu Ci was confused. Could it be that she was jealous and he stopped asking Yan Qingshu to sleep with him? He still knows how to do whatever he wants, so how can the words he said above count.

He just wanted to see that he was like Concubine Bai and others, and that every move he made would be affected by him, and he would feel a huge sense of satisfaction.

"I don't want to deceive the emperor. I do feel a little bit dissatisfied. But if it were someone else, I would rather be Yan Baolin."

Zhu Ci turned around and reached out to hug Shen Que's waist. His shoulders were broad and full of strength, but they were not shoulders that she could rely on. They could only bring her endless wind and rain.

"Although the emperor is my concubine's husband, he does not belong to me alone. The emperor is the king of Dayan. The emperor has many compelling reasons, and I understand all of them. How can I eat food for the sake of love? , It worries the emperor. I have only one request."

Zhu Ci's emotional words moved Shen Que very much, and only she would think so. This is why he always likes to come to Qifeng Palace.

She will never be arrogant, but she also knows how to advance and retreat. She can act coquettishly, but she is also considerate and will not embarrass him.

"what?"

Zhu Ci raised her head and looked into Shen Que's eyes, whose amber eyes were full of endless friendship.

"I just ask that whenever the emperor comes back to my place, he will only have my concubine in his heart. Is that okay?"

"I promise you." Shen Que's kiss came down from her forehead, crossing her eyebrows and nose with a fiery warmth, and landed on her red lips.

There is no need to go into details about the small room.

The next day, Zhu Ci felt itchy on her face while she was sleeping. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw Shen Que holding her long hair and sweeping her face back and forth with the ends of the hair.

"Your Majesty, are you awake? What time is it? It feels like it's getting late."

Shen Que replied: "It's almost Chen time, go to sleep, it's still early."

Zhu Ci responded in a daze, and just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up again when he thought of something.

"It's almost Chen time. Is it too late for the emperor to go to court? It's because I'm sleeping too deeply. I'm going to help the emperor get dressed."

Shen Que always gets up around midnight every day. Then go to court at the eleventh hour. Zhu Ci was not the first to attend bed, and he was an experienced old man. Naturally, he knew when Shen Que would get up.

However, when she woke up several times, Shen Que had already gone to court and was not late. He also told Zhuying not to wake her up.

"If I don't go to court today, you can't ask me to take a day off. You want to exhaust me to death."

Seeing Zhu Ci struggling to sit up, the gauze skirt on her body slipped down, revealing her snow-white shoulders and smooth and delicate back.

Shen Que pulled her into his arms again, "Please lie down with me for a while."

(End of this chapter)