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Qing Wu never expected Huo Yun'ai to suddenly say such a thing, leaving her momentarily stunned. By the time she reacted, that fiery palm was already pressed against her waist, slowly kneading.
She was ticklish. Usually, if someone touched that spot, she would laugh and try to escape the tickling. But now he held her tightly, his long fingers purposefully lingering there, and the sensation was different from usual. That tingling feeling made her heart tremble.
Recalling his words about "using it together"...
Qing Wu suddenly seemed to understand something, her face turning pale as she hurriedly turned her head away. Unexpectedly, he tightened his embrace, leaning down to kiss her lips and neck repeatedly. Before long, this gentle caress left him unsatisfied, and he began to suckle instead.
She felt herself burning with his passion, but the fear in her heart grew stronger. Although she had already promised him, such a desire-filled kiss made it hard for her to bear.
The girl felt both shy and angry. With no way to resist, she could only bite her lip and say angrily, "What are you doing!"
"Naturally, we are doing what we should be doing."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her red lips. With a twist of his wrist, her clothes were lifted. When his fingers brushed against her smooth skin, the young man couldn't help but tremble slightly.
In the next moment, the kiss intensified. His long fingers slipped inside her clothing, and the assault became even more fervent.
She was pinned in his embrace, unable to control her breathing. Just when she felt like she couldn't breathe anymore, he finally released her. Gasping for air, she lay weakly against his chest, taking deep breaths.
When she regained her senses, the girl was so angry that her eyes turned red. She clutched at his clothing and bit her lip as she turned her face away.
He knew he had gone a bit too far this time. But they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and being in such a repressed state had made him restless. Yet...
Yet the palace was filled with those kinds of passionate books. Even if he didn't read them, the responsible maids would occasionally place one on his pillow. He didn't even know where they had stored so many of those books.
Thinking of the steamy scenes he had unintentionally flipped through, Young Emperor felt increasingly restless.
His beloved was right in his arms; how could he endure this?
However... he really had to hold back. After all, Surface hadn't crossed that line yet, and he cared for her deeply; he couldn't bear to see her in any discomfort or distress. Even in his presence, she shouldn't feel wronged.
"Qing Wu, are you really willing to marry me?" He couldn't help himself and gently nibbled at her neck. His hands were restless, lifting her clothing to explore and caress.
She tried to stop his hands through her clothes, but she had no strength left.
All she could do was gasp lightly, her eyes reddening even more: "What do you mean by this! Do you think I would agree to anyone else like this?"
He sensed her annoyance, but such annoyance only brought him immense joy. It was a promise and affirmation meant solely for him.
Overjoyed, he murmured between heavy breaths, "Then I'll take that as a yes."
The girl trembled under his touch, utterly embarrassed and powerless to resist. She could only let him continue, eventually unable to hold back a soft moan.
That sound was like the best aphrodisiac. If he continued, he feared he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.
He quickly released her, burying his face in her neck and taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Once he regained his strength, Qing Wu struggled to jump down. As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went weak. She stumbled and nearly fell, but he reached out to steady her, allowing her to regain her balance.
Just then, she looked down and saw his long, fair fingers...
Qing Wu became even more annoyed. She pushed him away forcefully and refused to acknowledge him, her voice hardening as she said, "Let go."
After their recent kiss, the sudden tension in their voices carried a hint of softness.
However, seeing her flushed cheeks made Huo Yun'ai realize how deeply embarrassed she was. If he teased her a bit more, she might completely ignore him. He quickly released her and spoke gently, "Don't be afraid. I would never hurt you without a name or status."
His words were quite explicit.
Qing Wu couldn't take it anymore. She refused to respond even with a single word, straightening her clothes before walking out.
Just as she took two steps, he pulled her back.
"What are you in such a hurry for?" Huo Yun'ai said, both annoyed and amused, feeling a sweet ache in her heart. "This is Ningxin Pavilion. You stay here, and I'll go out." With that, he slightly opened the door and coldly called for Dou Mama and Azalea.
The two entered with bows. Upon seeing Qing Wu's disheveled clothes and hair, they instantly understood what had happened. Without a word, they took a comb and hairband; one began to tidy Qing Wu's clothes while the other started to comb her hair.
Huo Yun'ai stood quietly inside the door, watching. Seeing her rosy lips, he could no longer hold back and personally took some lip balm to lightly dab on her lips and smooth it out.
His movements were very gentle. However, after their previous intimacy, his gaze still held a fiery urgency. The way his fingertips smoothed over her lips made her heart race uncontrollably.
Qing Wu was busy fixing her hair and adjusting her clothes, trying to avoid his gaze, but how could she succeed?
She could only lower her eyelids and not look at him under his eager stare.
Seeing her like this made Huo Yun'ai's heart ache even more with affection.
After pondering for a long time, once Qing Wu was tidied up, he took her hand and slowly squeezed it, saying softly, "In two days, it will be the Qiqiao Festival. On that day, I’ll give you time; you can go home and have fun."
Qing Wu was puzzled, not understanding why he would suddenly remember the festival for daughters at this moment.
"Have fun," he said with a gentle smile as he caressed her cheek. "Once things get busy later on, you might not have the chance to be so carefree."
Although Qing Wu was aware that matters concerning the Six Bureaus had already unfolded and there would be much to do in the future, hearing Huo Yun'ai's words in this context made her heart skip a beat; she felt that something was off.
At that moment, Huo Yun'ai added, "On the eighth day, you don't need to come too early. It's fine if you arrive a bit later than usual."
Qing Wu felt that there was something more to his words; it seemed like something wasn't quite right. Thinking further, she remembered that there would be many activities during the evening of the Qiqiao Festival. Various shops in the capital had already begun advertising for the festivities of that night.
After considering this, it seemed there wasn't much to worry about after all.
She felt a little more at ease.
Since she had an extra day off, Qing Wu thought about whether to hurry and have the list of the Six Bureaus and Twenty-Four Departments posted. After asking Huo Yun'ai for his opinion, he said there was no rush and that they could wait a few more days.
Originally, it was his urgency that made her hastily handle the matter. Who would have thought that when it was finally time to announce and publicly address the issue, he would choose to hold off and wait a few more days?
Qing Wu felt puzzled; that inexplicable feeling of uncertainty returned to her heart. However, after thinking it over, she couldn't find a reason for what this Fellow was trying to do, so she had no choice but to set the thought aside for now.
It was only a matter of three or four days. She would see what actions he took around the eighth day of the month before making any plans.
On the seventh day of July, Huo Yun'ai personally escorted Qing Wu out of the palace.
Seeing how much he valued her departure from the palace, Qing Wu felt increasingly anxious and worried. She didn't want her family to be concerned about her, so she kept her thoughts to herself and did not reveal them.
It wasn't until she met with her friends and was infected by the joy of Shen Shuihua, Xia Rusi, and Zou Kefen that Qing Wu finally cast aside her earlier worries and laughed heartily with them.
On the eighth day, just as dawn broke, people from Liu Residence's Doorman rushed to various courtyards. Someone from the palace had arrived, with Uncle Yu leading the way, holding something that looked like an imperial edict.
The Lords of the Liu Family had just gotten up; they had only just finished dressing and grooming themselves and had not yet had breakfast. Hearing that an edict had arrived so early in the morning startled them all, fearing that something had gone wrong at home which prompted the emperor to send someone before even starting court.
No.
Given the timing, it seemed likely that instructions were given before heading out for morning court. Moreover, this matter seemed urgent, so Eunuch Yu dared not delay for a moment and hurried over from the palace.
At this point, who still had the heart to think about skipping breakfast?
With their hearts in their throats, they quickly forgot about their hunger.
Today was not a day off; Liu Fangyi was not at home.
Look at herself, dressed neatly, hair perfectly arranged. Lady Liu and the He Family couldn't bother to tidy up any further and hurriedly sent someone to urge each courtyard, rushing towards the hall.
Upon meeting, her sons also showed worried expressions. Only Qing Wu remained calm, her face showing no signs of disturbance.
Seeing her like this, everyone felt a bit more at ease.
Once they entered the hall and saw Uncle Yu with a joyful expression, everyone's hearts truly relaxed. They quietly asked Qing Wu and learned that she also didn't know what was happening.
While they were softly discussing, Uncle Yu had already spotted Qing Wu following behind and greeted her from a distance. He then respectfully bowed to the He Family and said, "We congratulate the lady."
He was a favored person by the emperor. His congratulations surely indicated good news.
Everyone felt completely reassured. They bowed to receive the imperial decree.
When the emperor's will was revealed, it was a direct decree to confer a title.
No one expected that the emperor would act so decisively and straightforwardly, without any hesitation or prior indications, nor did he consult with the ministers in court before issuing such an imperial edict.
The entire Liu Residence was shaken. They exchanged glances and then erupted in commotion.
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