lcionline Chapter 319 Who Suppressed Whom?
Chapter 319 Who Suppressed Whom?
The palace was connected to a side hall. After turning a corner, Emperor Beizun's palace was right in front of him. He took a few big steps into the palace. With a strong palm wind whistling past, the palace door closed tightly. Layers of bright yellow curtains fell down, instantly hiding the two figures deep inside the dragon bed.
Sikong Jin was placed on the dragon bed by Di Beizun. Before Di Beizun could catch his breath, Sikong Jin had already turned over to meet him, wrapped her arms around him, and pressed him down on her. Di Beizun naturally refused, stretched out his long arm, grabbed her wrist and pulled her down, instantly pressing Sikong Jin down completely, and forcefully declaring his dominant position.
Several disheveled clothes and a damp gauze scarf were tossed out of the tent. The sound of labored, unsteady breathing filled the sweltering air. Just as the temperature was about to boil over, a dejected, defeated voice suddenly came from inside the heavy curtains—"Hoo... Emperor Bei Zun, I must tell you something bad... We can't go on like this..."
"why?"
Di Beizun's breathing was unsteady, and he asked in a hoarse and low voice.
"Holy crap, I think I'm on my period..."
……
"Sikong Jin! I will kill you!"
A moment later, a furious, teeth-gritting voice came from inside the curtain!
"I didn't mean it."
Sikong Jin looked at Di Beizun, who had a gloomy and forbearing expression, and innocently replied, "Heaven knows that he would fail at the crucial moment. I can only blame God for not giving me a chance!"
Di Beizun took a deep breath, his hazy, deep eyes glancing at Lord Sikong. A slight blush rose on his alluring face, making him look damnably tempting. However, Sikong Jin could only shrug in frustration and pull the blanket over himself tightly.
Soon, relying on his strong self-control, the crimson in Di Beizun's eyes slowly subsided, and he regained his usual clarity and wisdom. He slowly propped himself up and looked at Sikong Jin's slightly reddened lips. Only then did his tense expression soften a little.
"Don't think I'll let you off so easily. Remember this next time!"
With a deep voice, he silently got out of bed, straightened his disheveled clothes, and gracefully picked them up from the floor. He put them on slowly and deliberately, and in the blink of an eye, he was back to being the noble, profound, wise, and domineering emperor who held the world in his palm.
With that, he walked out of the tent.
"Why are you going?"
Sikong Jin couldn't help but call out to his handsome back.
"I'll get someone to take care of you, you hateful woman!"
Emperor Beizun gave a cold reply, and his tall figure quickly disappeared outside the tent.
Sikong Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, then touched her nose in frustration. After a while, she looked up thoughtfully at the now empty space in front of her, and sighed in annoyance, "The duck that was about to be eaten has flown away! It's flown away!"
I wonder when I'll get it next time!
Sigh! As expected, it's impossible for someone as alluring and aloof as her to be so easily slept with...
Lady Sikong sighed in frustration for a long time, but there was no sound from outside. She curled up in the quilt on the dragon bed for a long time but still did not see Emperor Beizun return. Frustrated, she had no choice but to get out of bed.
However, just as she climbed out of bed, she heard footsteps outside. The footsteps were very light, but they sounded very hurried. Sikong Jin subconsciously raised her eyebrows. The person had already arrived outside the curtain.
"My lord, His Majesty has sent this old servant to deliver something."
The voice sounded somewhat old and respectful; it was none other than the Eunuch Xu we had met before.
Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow and stopped what she was doing. Her bright and uncertain eyes swept over the tightly closed curtains. After a moment of silence, she lowered her voice and said, "Oh, you don't need to come in. Just leave your things outside and you can leave."
"My lord, His Majesty said we should call upon the old nannies from the palace."
"That's what Eunuch Xu said from outside the curtain."
"No need, no need. I said just leave it there. Why all the nonsense? Leave it there and you can wait outside."
Sikong Jin spoke with some impatience, feeling rather upset because she had ruined what had just been a good thing.
Xu Gonggong, who was outside, sensed the impatience in Sikong Jin's words and dared not say anything more. He put the things down and then silently withdrew.
Hearing the footsteps outside fade away, Sikong Jin got up, peeked out from behind the curtain, glanced around, and quickly spotted the bundle lying to the side. She hurried over, grabbed the bundle, and retreated back into the curtain.
Just then, a series of resounding footsteps suddenly came from outside. As the footsteps drew closer, the curtains hanging throughout the palace began to sway. Meanwhile, inside the tent, Lord Sikong was struggling with his clothes...
Di Beizun lifted the curtain with one hand, his calm and unfathomable gaze sweeping over Sikong Jin. He saw Sikong Jin staring blankly at something that looked like cloth, her eyes wide, as if deep in thought.
"What are you looking at?"
Di Beizun walked over and saw that she had already put on her inner garment, and the belt around her waist was loosely tied. She was staring at something in her hand, so he asked her in a low voice and followed her gaze. However, when he saw what it was, his handsome and charming face immediately darkened.
"Emperor Beizun, is this a bellyband? I never knew ancient bellybands looked like this. It's so ugly, and it's embroidered with... Hmm? What's this? A duck? A red-beaked duck? No wonder ancient women's breasts sagged so quickly. What's the point of wearing this? It's not sexy at all, not hot at all, and it's even pale yellow? Aren't bright red and black more alluring? I think I've suddenly discovered a business opportunity..."
Sikong Jin stared thoughtfully at the undergarment she was holding in her hand, her delicate brows furrowed. Suddenly, her starry eyes shone as brightly as the stars on a summer night.
Di Beizun's handsome brows furrowed deeply, his expression turning very strange. He stared at Sikong Jin for a long time, and after a while, his mysterious gaze fell on her chest. He seemed to have been thinking for a long time before asking, "You don't even..."
The rest of the words were left unsaid, but the Minister of Works, standing to the side, naturally understood what he meant. He raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but touch his nose, and laughed, "Nonsense, I would never wear such a thing. It doesn't show off my curvaceous figure."