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Chapter 353: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 37

She walked to the center of the room and danced to the melodious music coming from somewhere.

Her dance is light and graceful, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, or like willow branches swaying in the spring breeze.

Her every move was full of temptation, and every look was full of charm, which made Yinzhen intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

After the dance, Wen Yuan walked up to Yinzhen and leaned gently into his arms, saying in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, what do you think of my dance?"

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Yinzhen came back to his senses, hugged Wen Yuan into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuan'er, you are so beautiful. I have never seen a woman as charming as you..."

Yinzhen's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes blurred, as if he wanted to rub Wen Yuan into his bones and blood. He grabbed Wen Yuan's hand and pulled her to sit on his lap, while his other hand wandered restlessly around her waist.

"Yuan'er, you are such an annoying little goblin..." Yinzhen's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight tremor of emotion.

Wen Yuan smiled tenderly, her fingers gently brushed across Yinzhen's cheek, her tone was slightly teasing: "Your Majesty, how could I be annoying? I just want to make Your Majesty happy..."

"Do you know that you will cost me my life by doing this..." Yinzhen said, and was about to kiss Wen Yuan's lips.

Wen Yuan's delicate jade fingers gently touched Yinzhen's face, like a feather brushing across his heart, stirring up a tingling sensation. Her eyes were charming, her breath was fragrant, and her tone was filled with a hint of coquettishness: "Your Majesty, you are so impatient, but you will scare me..."

Yinzhen's breathing stagnated and his eyes became more and more blurred.

"Yuan'er is so stunningly beautiful, how can I control myself?" Yinzhen's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight tremor of emotion.

He put his arms around Wen Yuan's slender waist and held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan dragged out the last syllable with a hint of coquettishness.

Yinzhen's heart was moved when she called him "Your Majesty". He stood up suddenly, picked up Wen Yuan and strode towards the bed.

"My beloved concubine is so tempting today. If I can still endure it, I will truly be Liu Xiahui!"

The sunlight poured into the bedroom through the window lattice, shining on the messy bed.

The bright yellow quilt slipped aside, revealing Yinzhen's muscular chest. He was sleeping soundly, but there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.

Wen Yuan turned over lazily, and the memories of last night came flooding back like a tide, making her unable to help but chuckle.

"Your Majesty~" She called in a deliberately sweet voice, her fingers gently stroking Yinzhen's chest.

Yinzhen opened his eyes dazedly, and when he saw Wen Yuan smiling sweetly, his heart warmed, and he hugged her into his arms: "My beloved concubine, are you awake?"

"Hmm~" Wen Yuan said coquettishly and buried her head in his arms.

"Your Majesty was really...too tired last night..."

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, then realized that Wen Yuan was hinting at his "bravery" last night.

He laughed loudly and pinched Wen Yuan's nose: "My beloved concubine, are you making fun of me?"

"I dare not, I just feel sorry for the emperor~" Wen Yuan said with a cunning look in her eyes.

Yinzhen really fell into the trap. He turned over and pressed Wen Yuan under him, saying in a domineering tone: "My body is fine, Yuan'er, just come!"

Wen Yuanjiao dodged with a giggle, and the two of them made a mess on the bed.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go to court." Just then, Su Peisheng's voice sounded outside the door, with a hint of helplessness.

Yinzhen paused and reluctantly let go of Wen Yuan: "Yuan'er, stay with me for a while."

"Your Majesty~" Wen Yuan's voice was soft and tender.

"Just listen to Eunuch Su. State affairs are more important."

Yinzhen sighed and had to get up and put on his clothes.

Yinzhen glared at Su Peisheng fiercely, with a look that seemed to torture him to death. Su Peisheng was so scared that he trembled and almost dropped the whisk in his hand.

"Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court..." Su Peisheng reminded him with gritted teeth, groaning in his heart. Your Majesty is enjoying your gentle embrace, but do you still want to save my life?

Wen Yuan was secretly happy to see Yinzhen unhappy, but she still pretended to be considerate and said softly, "Your Majesty, you should go to court first. State affairs are more important. I am fine."

After hearing Wen Yuan's words, Yin Zhen's anger subsided a little. He looked at Wen Yuan lovingly and said softly, "Yuan'er is sensible. She is not like some people who only know how to spoil the fun!"

Su Peisheng lowered his head, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, secretly feeling wronged, he would not take the blame!

"Yuan'er, wait for me. I will come to have lunch with you later." Yinzhen said, and kissed Wen Yuan on the face again, then continued to put on his clothes reluctantly.

Upon seeing this, Su Peisheng hurried forward to serve, but secretly groaned in his heart.

After finishing breakfast, Wen Yuan was leaning on the chaise longue, holding a storybook in her hand and flipping through it casually.

The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto her, giving her a golden halo that made her skin look even whiter than snow and more delicate.

At this time, a little palace maid came in, bowed to Wen Yuan and said, "Your Majesty, Zhen agreed to see you."

Wen Yuan heard this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, Zhen Huan? Why did she come to her place instead of staying in Sui Yuxuan?

"Zhen Huan? What is she doing here?" Wen Yuan put down the teacup in her hand, a hint of impatience flashing across her eyes.

"Your Majesty, I don't know either, but Miss Zhen said she wanted to see her about something important." The maid replied with her head lowered, not daring to look up at Wen Yuan's expression.

"If you don't want to see me, just say that I'm not feeling well and can't see guests." Wen Yuan snorted coldly. She had no interest in seeing that woman.

"This..." The palace maid looked embarrassed and hesitated, not daring to leave.

"What? You don't want to listen to me?"

Wen Yuan's tone was sharp, and the maid was so scared that she immediately knelt on the ground: "I dare not! I will report to Miss Zhen right away."

"Wait!" Wen Yuan suddenly changed her mind and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Let her in. I want to see what tricks she is going to play."

After a while, Zhen Huan came in slowly, led by a palace maid.

She was wearing a plain moon-white Manchu dress today, with only a few simple pearl flowers on her head and a little makeup on her face. She looked so pitiful that I felt even more sorry for her.

"Your concubine pays homage to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine. Long live the Imperial Concubine." Zhen Huan knelt down and saluted, her tone respectful, without a trace of her former arrogance.

Wen Yuan glanced at her sideways and said slowly, "Stand up and take a seat."

Zhen Huan thanked the emperor and sat down, but she only sat half of the chair, looking very reserved.

"I wonder what it is that Zhen agreed to come here for today?" Wen Yuan picked up the teacup and gently blew on the tea leaves on it, with a hint of teasing in her tone.