"There’s no rush for this mont."
However, Qin Yi suddenly pulled her back, his face carrying a different aning, "I did open a precedent in the Imperial Court preventing those in the harem from involving themselves in politics. You should tell , how do you plan to thank ?"
How to thank him?
Su Pan’er glared inwardly, full of unspoken criticism. If she hadn’t taken out the jade token, would he have agreed with her? Isn’t this typical of soone to act coy after taking advantage? Isn’t this precisely what it’s called?
"Your Majesty, how do you wish for your consort to thank you?"
At this, Qin Yi’s eyes instantly deepened, and he moved closer to Su Pan’er with a smile creeping onto his face.
"I would like..."
The words that followed seed to vanish into thin air, yet they made Su Pan’er’s cheeks suddenly burn with a scarlet blush. Gnashing her teeth, she scolded in a low voice, "Your Majesty! How could you... be so indecent!"
"We are husband and wife, harmonizing like strings and woodwinds. How could that be considered indecent?"
Qin Yi looked at her as if it were only natural, suddenly burst into laughter, swept her into his arms, and turned to enter the inner room.
Su Pan’er instinctively struggled, but how could she resist Qin Yi’s dominance? She was directly placed upon the chaise lounge by him.
Outside the Warm Pavilion, all the attending servants stood with an air of ’eyes on the nose, nose on the heart,’ quietly standing in place as if they heard nothing of the commotion inside, motionless.
Only Eunuch An looked up at the sky, thinking that later on, His Majesty and Empress might need water, and he dare not be unprepared. Turning back, he whispered instructions to a young eunuch, then watched him run off to make ready before resuming his silent stance as if he were mute.
So many years had passed, yet the affection between His Majesty and the Empress seed as strong as ever.
Upon the chaise lounge, Su Pan’er tried to dodge, but she could not break free from his strong hand, which guided her smaller hand downward.
Until she touched that scorching temperature, hot as if to kindle a fla, she instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but he firmly caught it.
"Pan’er, where is my reward?"
His seductive words arose close to her ear, the exhalation brushing the loose hair by her ear, bringing a ticklish sensation and causing her cheeks to burn even hotter.
"Quickly, Pan’er, I need your help, quickly!"
His pleading voice was so near, it left Su Pan’er unable to utter words of refusal. Thinking back to how, ever since she discovered she was pregnant, this man before her had been constantly worried and had spent such a long ti like an ascetic. It was ti to reward him.
So be it, she would indulge him this once!
Following that, indistinct sounds began to drift through the air.
Causing the temperature inside the Warm Pavilion to suddenly rise several degrees.
A room filled with intimacy...
It wasn’t until two hours later that Su Pan’er’s robe was finally freed, bringing an end to this sweet "reward."
Qin Yi ordered his servants to bring water. After a necessary wash and rinse, he returned appearing entirely relaxed, his face suffused with contentnt, seeming much lighter.
Wearing only a simple piece of underwear, he reclined against the pillows, gazing at Su Pan’er’s face that was full of grievances. Suddenly, he laughed out loud twice and happily pressed a kiss onto her small mouth. Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it was brief and light.
"Unhappy? Why this expression? Is there sothing you wish to say to ."
"What dissatisfaction could I have that you wouldn’t know about?"
Su Pan’er’s voice involuntarily rose a few notches, and the resentnt on her face grew thicker: "The sa movent, you try repeating it tens of thousands of tis and see!"
"Oh, so my Pan’er has such a good mory! You even rember exactly how many tis you’ve done it!"
Qin Yi obviously laughed even more happily, as he bent down and kissed her small mouth again.
This ti, he was not content with a light peck and gradually deepened the kiss. Naturally, Su Pan’er was unwilling and quickly tried to struggle, but he hugged her even tighter and deepened the kiss even more.
By the ti he let go of her again, she was panting, unable to utter a word.
Perhaps truly exhausted, her eyes drooped sleepily.
Qin Yi was clearly in a playful mood, but seeing her listless expression, he forced himself to curb his thoughts, gently held her, and placed her in his warm embrace.
"Seeing you can hardly keep your eyes open, get so sleep."
Su Pan’er barely opened her eyes, then quickly closed them again, not knowing who it was that entangled her to the point where she couldn’t even sleep peacefully.
She thought hazily about her concerns, and the next mont, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Once the Minor New Year had passed, the days flew by quickly, and soon it was New Year’s Eve.
Little Yanyan suddenly had a whimsical idea, insisting on making her own festive lanterns.
Although many people in the countryside made their own beautiful and stylish festive lanterns with local materials, the court never lacked lanterns. The tall, exquisite lanterns hung under the eaves would light up at night. Having seen them too often, they weren’t really considered novel.
But what was curious was Little Yanyan insisting on making her own.
The court’s lanterns were mostly made with fine wood fras, set with silk and colored glass, and decorated with various highly detailed and complex designs, making them look particularly rich and luxurious.
When the First Princess wanted to make her own festive lanterns, the court’s Inner Affairs Bureau dared not neglect the matter, and hurriedly sent over a large collection of materials for lantern making.
There were four-sided, six-sided, and eight-sided lanterns, and they provided materials of every specification.
Su Pan’er looked at the drawing screen for making lanterns, which depicted auspicious dragons and phoenixes, extended fortune and longevity, and all kinds of festive patterns with fine detail. However, Little Yanyan was still unsatisfied.
Perhaps having great confidence in her mother, Little Yanyan imdiately thought of Su Pan’er’s drawing skills: "Empress Mother, these patterns are always hung up there, and they aren’t pretty at all! Empress Mother, why don’t you personally draw so patterns? Yanyan will then make them into festive lanterns, alright?"
Her daughter’s soft, squishy little face was irresistible, so Su Pan’er couldn’t help but pinch it: "Alright, what kind of picture does my Little Yanyan want?"
Little Yanyan giggled, dodging away and quickly covering her little face, laughing heartily. Tilting her small head to look at her: "It has to be pretty, as pretty as Yanyan!"
"Alright, as pretty as our ho’s Little Yanyan."
Su Pan’er agreed, and nurous lovely cartoon images flashed through her mind. She simply ordered that ink be prepared and painted various little animals with watercolors. A plump rascal pig, a majestic dog, a clumsy Donald Duck, a cute little rabbit, pretty little mushrooms... As her brush danced, they quickly appeared one by one on the screen.
"Wow! Empress Mother’s painting is so beautiful!"
Little Yanyan clapped her hands excitedly at the side, endlessly cheering.
Little Sugar Bean, who was toddling around, also ca over babbling, reaching for a tom cat and refusing to let go.
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