Nan Xun ignored little eight. She sighed, laying on the bed and didnât want to move because her body had softened into mud.
Cuihuan came in with water, âNiang Niang, itâs already day. This slave saw you sleeping and didnât have the heart to wake you up.â
Nan Xun struggled to brace herself up from the bed. Cuihuan quickly went over to help her, then saw the traces of blue and purple. Her eyes rounded and she inadvertently said, âYan gongzi is too indifferent, how, howâŠâ
Nan Xun waved carelessly , âItâs okay, itâs just being bitten a few times, it looks horrendous, but itâs really nothing.â
Cuihuan murmured to herself softly, then waited for Nan Xun to freshen up, then afterwards had a meal.
Thanks to her living in the cold palace now, she can get up whenever she wants to. Unlike those favored concubines that had to get up at five or six oâclock, wash themselves and dress up for one or two hours, then rush to the doors of higher-ranked concubines to greet them.
This morning passed quickly, and the time was wasted.
Nan Xun laid on the long couch in the room. The weather was cold now, so she seldom goes to the yard. Only when the sunshine was better, she would move her rocking chair out to a spot where she can soak in sunshine, then took a nap.
Cuihuan followed Nan Xun for such a long time and became lazy with her. She moved a small stool to sit beside Nan Xun and dozed off unknowingly.
When Yan Han came, he saw this scene.
He couldnât help but raise the corners of his mouth. He lightly walked to Nan Xun and crouched down in front of her, carefully admiring the womanâs beautiful face. He really like these two things, when she was asleep and when she was awake. Every expression, he likes to look.
Yan Han stared at the woman for a long time. Then, felt the apex of his heart itching. He couldnât help it. He lowered his head and embraced the sweet peach petals.
The woman hummed. Her eyes opened slightly to a slit, then after seeing that person, she lazily closed her eyes again, as if she was a person that had nothing to do.
Yan Hanâs heart and soul rippled for a while, then his voice sank as he said, âYao Yao, are you seducing me?â
Nan Xunâs eyes didnât open, and her lips smirked slightly. âMy husband says its seducing, then itâs seducing.â
Yan Hanâs self-control is first-class. But after hearing this, something in his mind collapsed with a crash. He kissed her hard, then put his big palm on her waist to carry her.
Nan Xun was suddenly agitated, and the drowsy cat disappeared without a trace.
âYan Han! What are you doing? Itâs daylight!â Nan Xun gave a low cry.
Yan Han hushed her, then signal her to look in Cuihuanâs direction.
The little servant girl, Cuihuan was sleeping soundly with her head tilted. Her mouth slightly open, and drool dripping down.
Nan Xun immediately lowered her voice and scolded angrily, âDo you also understand that Cuihuan is here? Do you also know how to have face? Brother Han, arenât you embarassed? Now, itâs broad daylight and you want to take me to the inner hall with me in your arms? Do you have nothing else to do during the daytime?â
Yan Han said thick-skinned: âYao Yao, I miss you so much if I donât see you three times in a day. I miss you so much to the point of heartache. Even if I want to have sex in the daytime, Iâm your husband. I want you, no matter the time.â
âLittle eight, little eight, you come out quickly. Is there any psychedelic powder from last time? Give me ten bottles.â
Little eight pretended to be dead and was wordless.
Nan Xun laughed in her heart: âIf you give it to me now, I wonât care about the emperorâs libido, but if you donât give it, haha.â
The next second, Nan Xun felt that there was a small porcelain bottle in her sleeves, accompanied by little eightâs suffocating voice, âYing ying ying, you always bully me, the emperorâs ability to be potent is really a sudden situationâŠâ
Nan Xun oh-ed and said, âI believe you ah, touch your head.â
So, is it a pit? Nan Xun believed him with the psychedelic powder, so is it in the pit?1
Yan Hanâs stride was very big, one of his steps was Nan Xunâs three strides. Soon, they arrived at the inner hall. Then he placed people on the bed in a hurry and bullied them.
Nan Xun immediately stretched out her hand onto his chest to stop him and said anxiously: âBrother Han, I will do what you want, but I have a condition.â
Yan Han moved her hand and kissed her. He didnât let her forehead, nose or eyes off the hook. He kissed and said, âYao Yao, you say, no matter what it is, I promise you.â
Nan Xunâs mouth was bent, and she thought of a way. Maybe the psychedelic powder could be kept for the next time.
âBrother Han, although you took off the mask last night, it was dark so I couldnât see your face at all. Can you take it off again right now?â
Once Yan Han heard this, his actions became stiff and he no longer continued.
He tidied up Nan Xunâs messy palace dress, picked her up from the bed and said with some genuine guilt: âYao Yao, Iâm sorry. I shouldnât have disregarded your willingness. I wonât do this kind of thing during the day.â
Nan Xun looked at his bloodshot eyes, and she smiled in her heart.
Yes, thatâs it. Properly bear it. You can only look at me and endure it!
âBrother Han, Iâm not unwilling. I like it very much.â Nan Xun leaned over, with her arms around his neck, slightly raised her head and kissed him on the chin. Her eyes and eyebrows were bent into a smile.
After listening to this, Yan Han was short of breath and almost suffocated.
He stared at Nan Xun with a heated gaze for a while, but suddenly caught her off guard. With a tear, he pulled a long strip from his robe.
Nan Xun yelled, âWhat are you doing?â
Yan Han blindfolded her with the long strip without saying a word. His deep hoarse voice rang in her year, âYao Yao, you can touch me anyway you want. I want you now. I canât help it.â
With that, he took the mask off his face, then took Nan Xunâs hand and guided it to his face.
Nan Xun said indignantly: âBrother Han, you are too treacherous. Why should I be blindfolded to touch your face?â
Yan Han sipped her lips and coaxed her in a low voice: âBe good, donât throw a small tantrum. Touch it well. Donât you want to know how I look like? â
Big boss, is she a kid and easy to fool?
Nan Xun felt his face in a disorderly way as if she was venting. She also held his cheek and pinched it back and forth. The handsome face was deformed by her.
In this way, Yan Hanâs movements didnât slow down at all.
He quickly began to peel Nan Xunâs clothes away like a boiled egg. At first, the belt was tied up too tight. He couldnât untie it for half a day, so he simply tore the belt into two pieces, then pulled the layers of the palace dress two or three times, followed by her inner clothes.
She was really stripped, there was nothing left.
After that, he began to enjoy a big meal.