This is the first time.
It wasn't the first kiss, but it was the first time it happened before sunset.
In the past, it was always at night.
Xie Ning felt confused at first, and then couldn't help himself.
This intimate integration with another person left her at a loss as to what to do.
Both timid and resistant, but also hopeful.
It felt like a gap had been opened throughout his body, allowing the other person's breath to invade.
At the same time, I also felt that the secret I had always held was gradually dissipating from this gap.
Xie Ning rested her head on the emperor's shoulder.
Her whole body felt weak and she was panting.
She felt as if a hole had been made in her.
A lot of things had been taken out, but more things had been filled in.
The rays of the setting sun became extremely bright at this moment, and the golden brick floor on the corridor outside the window faithfully reflected the sunlight like a mirror, projecting the mottled light and shadow into the window.
The emperor could see that the scattered fine hair on the back of her neck turned into light golden strands in the afterglow of the setting sun.
When she raised her head, she seemed to be covered with a layer of gold with the light behind her, and the upper edges of her ears were thin.
The fine hairs are like a layer of gold powder.
Her ears looked bright red like this, and her earlobes looked like translucent shells.
He couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.
It's warm, soft and smooth, which is of course completely different from the hard texture of shells.
So people came up with the term nephrite warm fragrance.
Nephrite, indeed, couldn’t be more appropriate.
And Wenxiang is also worthy of its name.
“Have you been writing these days?”
In this posture, the emperor held her in his arms and whispered.
Xie Ning was not used to it.
She felt as if her back was leaning against a huge soldering iron.
It was so hot.
His breath on the back of his ears and neck as he spoke was equally hot.
"Written."
"What did you write?"
"It's coming to a floating cloud."
"Well," the emperor suddenly seemed to have endless interest in her earlobe, and Xie Ning felt that the thin earlobe was as if the skin had been peeled off.
It was extremely sensitive, and the numbness and itching were intertwined with the two feelings.
It blends together and spreads quickly to the shoulders, back, and the whole body: "Go back and write a few words to see if you have made any progress."
Xie Ning did not feel the emperor's expectation or pleasure at all.
She had to "expose her shortcomings" to please the emperor again.
Last time Qinghe persuaded her to try her best to please the emperor.
At that time, she felt that there was absolutely nothing she could do to please the emperor.
But now it seems that the emperor likes to see her embarrassed.
Xie Ning didn't understand in the past.
From other people's veiled comments, she always thought that "accompanying the driver" and "attending to the bed" were the same thing.
Now of course she knew that wasn't the same thing.
There are a lot of things you can do while driving with you.
Like her, she would accompany the emperor to eat, talk, drink tea, write, or while the emperor was reading excerpts, she would study ink on the side.
Or when the emperor wanted to take a rest, she would sit on the edge of the couch and read a little book to him.
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The content of sleeping in bed is fixed.
So Xie Ning still likes driving with him.
Although sometimes she felt that the emperor was watching a joke or simply making fun of her, she got more from the emperor.
After dinner, Xie Ning followed the emperor into the side hall of Changning Palace.
Coming out of the door on the left side of the side hall, there is an open pavilion on one side of the spacious courtyard, and a bathing pool is built in the open pavilion.
Xie Ning's eyes widened slightly.
She thought there were no hot springs in the capital, but she was obviously wrong.
There is a place here in Changning Palace.
Of course, the spring cannot be under the palace.
The water must have been drawn from elsewhere.
The palace people and eunuchs knelt down by the edge of the pool.
The emperor waved his hand, and they quickly stood up, bowed their waists and bowed their heads, and retreated from both sides.
Not one left Xie Ning looked at the emperor.
They were the only two people here.
What does this mean?
Does the emperor still need to order her?
Xie Ning resignedly stepped forward, undressed and undressed the emperor, and helped him take a bath.
Fortunately, the emperor is easy to serve.
Xie Ning's movements were unfamiliar, but not clumsy.
When the emperor was leaning on the edge of the pool, Xie Ning could only take off his outer shirt, wearing only a small shirt and a short shirt, and served him with bare feet to wash his hair.
Use a wooden spoon with a short handle inlaid with jade to scoop up water, pour it down slowly, wet your hair first, take out the ointment from the mother-of-pearl box inlaid with lotus patterns, apply it on your hair, and then slowly rub it in.
The light green ointment turned into a greasy foam.
The emperor let out a sigh of relief.
Xie Ning's fingers are not as strong as those of the palaces and eunuchs, but she is very delicate and gentle.
After massaging, Xie Ning wiped the ointment on his hands, then scooped out water and rinsed the emperor's hair.
He squeezed out the water droplets from his hair with his hands, rolled it up, and pinned it with a hosta.
The emperor naturally changed his posture and motioned for her to rub his back.
Xie Ning resignedly picked up the small brush on the tray.
He didn't know what it was made of.
The bristles felt a bit itchy when brushed on the skin, but if he brushed hard, the itchiness would turn into a very comfortable feeling.
Xie Ning was all wet.
Some were wet with water, some were sweating from her, and some were fumigated by the mist rising from the bath water.
The originally very thin shirt was soaked and clung tightly to his body.
Xie Ning stopped with a blushing face.
The emperor turned to look at her, and Xie Ning had the urge to cover himself up.
It was already dark, and the gauze around the hot spring bath blocked out insects, mosquitoes and moths that would be attracted by the light.
Water vapor filled the veil, the light of the candlestick was shrouded in the vast water smoke, and there was a neon-like halo outside the firelight.
Xie Ning had never seen this situation before.
The side of the spring pool was like a mist and a dream.
She was playing with the tea set beside it, pouring hot water over the cup, and then gently pouring the tea into the cup.
One cup per person.
Xie Ning lowered his eyes to drink tea, his long fan-like eyelashes casting shadows like butterfly wings under his eyelids.
The emperor's fingers gently touched her eyelashes, and the sudden touch and tingling caused the quiet butterfly-wing-shaped shadow to flutter away, revealing her clear and moving eyes.
Realizing the emperor's intention, the long and flickering eyelashes became quiet.
Xie Ning raised his head slightly, revealing his soft and white neck.
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When the clothes that were soaked and clinging to her skin were removed, she couldn't help but tremble.
It's like a layer of skin has been removed.
She completely lost her protection in front of this person.
The shadow of the candle shook red, and the water waves reflecting the candlelight were turbulent.
The golden stream of light was like a bizarre dream.
The veil was blown by the breeze.
Xie Ning felt that he was sinking into an unpredictable vortex, always moving towards sink.
She instinctively hugged the man who controlled her life and death, her honor and disgrace, and the surging pleasure and panic were like a flood that broke a dam, breaking her into pieces.
Her body, thoughts, and everything did not belong to her
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