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Huo Yun'ai's words seemed to be comforting, but how could Qing Wu not hear the underlying meaning? She nervously retreated repeatedly. Yet, she had barely moved when someone grabbed her waist, leaving her unable to budge an inch.
Skin against skin, the heat was overwhelming, causing her heart to tremble slightly.
Qing Wu knew that it would hurt. But what frightened her even more was the massive presence pressing against her. Just thinking about what was about to happen brought tears to her eyes in fear.
"You're so scared at this moment; how will you manage later?" Huo Yun'ai murmured softly, kissing her brow and the corners of her eyes, trailing down to her cheek and finally to her lips. "Don't be afraid. It's not that terrifying."
He kissed her gently, his hands lingering and caressing her body.
The girl, who had been terrified to the extreme, gradually relaxed under his tender treatment, her body no longer tense and stiff.
Just as she was lost in this warm embrace, suddenly, without warning, her body was forcefully opened.
The intense pain tore through her in an instant, making her cry out in agony. She tried to kick him away to make him stop, but that only made her cry even harder as it tugged at the painful spots.
At first, the young man managed to endure and let her take a moment to adjust. But as her cries began to subside, he was already at his limit and could wait no longer; he began to thrust powerfully.
Qing Wu felt as if her body was no longer hers. The pain was given by him, and so was the pleasure. In this confusion, all emotions were under his control. After reaching the peak of joy, he continued relentlessly, wanting her pleasure to accumulate until she could no longer bear it before finally letting go.
"Qing Wu, I am very happy," the Young Emperor whispered as he held her tightly against him.
Qing Wu wanted to glare at him or curse him a few times to express her anger. But she was completely limp, lacking the strength even to move a finger. Even when she opened her eyes to look at him, it was in a weak and delicate state. There was not a trace of anger; instead, there was an undeniable allure.
Huo Yun'ai, experiencing the intoxicating pleasure for the first time and seeing his beloved girl in such a state, could no longer contain himself. However, seeing the marks on her body also pained him. He could only suppress his urges and carried her into the water for a wash.
The water temperature was just right, slightly warm, and after washing her body, she felt a bit more comfortable.
Qing Wu's spirits lifted slightly as she lazily stretched her arms around Huo Yun'ai's neck, allowing him to clean her.
After a while, she suddenly sensed something was off. What had started as a serious washing of water had somehow turned into caresses, igniting waves of heat across her body.
Qing Wu was genuinely frightened by his endurance and strength, struggling to escape his grasp.
"Listen, it will be better in the water, not so intense," he murmured as he kissed her neck. "Want to give it a try?"
Qing Wu felt too lazy to speak at all. But knowing that if she didn’t refuse, this Fellow might go out of control, she mustered all her strength and managed to squeeze out two words: "No."
Her voice was languid and charming, and even she couldn't help but blush upon hearing it.
"Really not going to give it a try?" He chuckled softly as he nibbled on her earlobe. "I would be very gentle."
Unable to resist his persistent coaxing, somehow she found herself agreeing.
Little did she know he was a trickster!
Being in the water was hardly different from being on the bed!
Moreover, that Fellow was insatiable, dragging her from the water to the edge of the pool with various antics. In the end, she didn't even know how she fainted...
When she woke up, the first thing she saw was the brilliant sunlight filling the room.
...It was already noon...
Qing Wu moved slightly and realized her whole body felt weak and sore. Her legs trembled even before she got out of bed, making it clear that she couldn't get up at all.
Fortunately, the "injured area" seemed to have been treated with some ointment, giving a slightly cool and mild pain, which was bearable.
Memories of last night flooded back.
Qing Wu felt both angry and frustrated, cursing that person countless times in her mind.
Who would cherish her?
Who wouldn't make her suffer?
That big liar!
Just as Qing Wu was feeling depressed with nowhere to vent, she suddenly heard a familiar voice by the bedside.
"You're awake?"
Immediately after, a familiar warmth touched her forehead, smoothing her slightly disheveled hair.
Qing Wu glanced at the bedside and didn't see anyone, thinking that Huo Yun'ai must have been too busy with affairs and left. Only then did she realize he had been watching over her by the bed.
Huo Yun'ai was about to speak when a voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Master Mu requests an audience."
Huo Yun'ai responded and leaned down to give Qing Wu a light kiss on the corner of her lips, whispering, "I'll be back soon." Then he hurriedly left the room, closing the door behind him.
Before long, the voices of Young Emperor and Mu Hai could be heard in the courtyard.
Qing Wu gritted her teeth and forced herself to sit up. She glanced at the side of the bed and noticed that a table had been moved there at some point. On it lay a red brush, an inkstone, and a stack of books and memorials.
The topmost memorial was opened, and the characters written with the red brush were still wet, glistening with a moist sheen.
Clearly, before she woke up, he had been sitting at this table handling state affairs.
Qing Wu's accumulated anger suddenly dissipated by more than half.
After what had happened in the past few days, she knew how much he had to deal with.
Yet even while managing affairs, he chose to stay by her side. He must have been worried about her.
Qing Wu slowly lay back down, feeling a warmth in her heart, without any particular sensation.
His dedication to her made it difficult for her to continue resenting him; any lingering grievances simply couldn't gather in her heart.
This was truly...
Qing Wu sighed deeply. Just as she was feeling frustrated, she heard the door open and Huo Yun'ai returned to the room.
Qing Wu had already regained some strength. Clearing her throat, she said, "If you have matters to attend to, you should go quickly. I'm fine."
As soon as the voice came out, she was momentarily stunned.
The feelings from last night were too intense; she had cried out in pain and groaned in pleasure, leaving her throat hoarse.
Qing Wu's anger, which had just subsided, surged back as she shot a glare at the culprit.
Huo Yun'ai quickly stepped to the bedside and firmly grasped her hand.
The silk robe slipped down between the girl's arms. Seeing the mottled marks on her skin, Huo Yun'ai couldn't help but recall how she had furrowed her brows in pleasure beneath him last night, causing him to heat up again. Slowly lowering his eyelids to cover her with the blanket, he finally spoke.
"It's nothing. The important matters are settled; these trivialities can be delegated. I'll stay with you for a while longer. After you finish your meal..."
"I can still distinguish between light and heavy matters," Qing Wu replied with a smile, lifting her face. How could she not know that his words were merely meant to comfort her?
She didn't mind, but he felt guilty inside.
The Grand Wedding had caused her much suffering; their wedding night had not gone as planned. The chaos in the palace meant that the day for the court ladies to pay their respects to her would likely be delayed...
As Huo Yun'ai thought halfway through, his grip on her hand tightened a bit more.
He owed her too much.
However, Qing Wu never thought those things were of great importance. To her, after experiencing such turmoil, his well-being was the greatest happiness.
She believed he insisted on staying with her only because of last night, so she struggled to sit up, allowing him to help her put on her clothes.
Huo Yun'ai looked at the marks on her body, pursed her lips, and sighed inwardly, realizing that she had been too reckless last night.
But if it happened again, he would surely be unable to hold back in front of her.
Huo Yun'ai gently rubbed her waist and whispered, "It's my fault. Does it still hurt?"
Qing Wu couldn't answer such a question. Blushing, she pushed him away and lowered her head, huffing, "Go on! If you don't leave soon, my reputation will be ruined."
Whose place was this Ningxin Pavilion?
The Emperor refused to leave here for any reason; it was obvious why.
Just thinking that the entire palace might know she was unable to get out of bed because of Huo Yun'ai made Qing Wu feel utterly hopeless.
The girl insisted on this, and there were indeed many matters to attend to outside. After Huo Yun'ai helped her put on her clothes, he gave her a light kiss as a farewell and left the room.
Only then did Qing Wu call someone in to help her with her hair.
When Dou Mama entered, she appeared relatively calm. However, the hint of joy in her eyes was impossible to conceal.
For everyone serving in the harem, the harmony between the Emperor and Empress was more important than anything else. And she was genuinely happy for the Empress. Before they were married, the Emperor had already treated the Empress well. Now that they were married, he was even more attentive.
In the harem, although the ranks of concubines were significant, what mattered most was the Emperor's favor. It seemed that the Empress would have a smooth life in the palace from now on.
With a joyful expression, Dou Mama instructed two maids to come in and change the bedding before allowing the palace maids to enter the room.
While Azalea was styling Qing Wu's hair, someone came to see Dou Mama. She went outside and returned shortly after, hurrying in. Looking at Azalea finishing up with Qing Wu's hair and preparing to insert the hairpin, she said, "Your Highness, Zhenyuan Marquis, Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion's Heir Apparent, and Lord Liu are requesting to see you outside the palace."
Upon hearing this, Qing Wu was taken aback.
Her grandfather, brother, and father wanted to see her?
After a moment's thought, she realized they must have been frightened by the recent palace coup incident. As soon as they heard things had settled down, they hurried over to check on her.
But she...
Qing Wu moved her still sore and weak body, wanting to cry without tears.
But in her current state, how could she face her family...
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