The Secret History of Embroidered Clouds 7: Night Vigil
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The night falls, and the moonlight cascades like a waterfall, enveloping the deep palace courtyard in a tranquil atmosphere. It is a peaceful yet subtly changing night, and for Hua Xiu, it will be an unforgettable moment. 0
 
Hua Xiu strolls along the palace corridor, bathed in silvery moonlight, casting her shadow long. Her steps are light, but her thoughts drift like floating clouds, constantly changing shape. Her eyes shimmer with a faint light, seemingly seeking answers in this serene night. 0
 
 
Suddenly, a familiar figure caught her eye - it was the cold and handsome Emperor Yun Fuyi. His gaze was deep, as if it could see through the secrets of the heart, and his steps were steady, exuding confidence and solemnity. 0
 
"Beloved Consort, it's late. Why are you alone here?" Yun Fuyi's voice was deep and charming, every word carrying unquestionable authority. 0
 
 
Hua Xiu showed a slight surprise, but quickly regained her composure and respectfully bowed, saying, "I just wanted to come and admire the moon. Your Majesty, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?" 0
 
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yun Fuyi's mouth as he gazed at Hua Xiu, as if trying to understand her thoughts, saying, "I am curious about what is on the mind of my beloved Consort." 0
 
 
Hua Xiu showed a smile on her face and softly replied, "I was just thinking, life in the palace is very different from the outside world. Every day, I am learning about complex things, and it can be tiring." 0
 
Yun Fuyi had a hint of darkness in his eyes as he gently took Hua Xiu's hand and said in a tone that brooked no refusal, "Beloved Consort, come with me." 0
 
 
Hua Xiu was somewhat surprised, but still followed Yun Fuyi. They strolled together in the long corridor, with moonlight cascading over them like flowing water, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Yun Fuyi took each step with firm and steady determination, while Hua Xiu followed lightly, her heart filled with doubt. 0
 
On such a night, the two figures intertwined like a beautiful painting, quietly telling the palace's secrets. 0
 
 
On a hazy moonlit night, Yun Fuyi brought Hua Xiu to the emperor's palace. The decorations here were extremely luxurious, with every detail showcasing the nobility and authority of the royal family. Towering arches, exquisite murals, and magnificent furniture all exuded unmatched grandeur. 0
 
He gently guided Hua Xiu to sit on a gold-inlaid chair, then quietly observed her. Hua Xiu's gaze wandered around the luxurious palace, her eyes revealing a sense of wonder and curiosity. 0
 
 
"Beloved Consort, I am becoming more and more interested in you," Yun Fuyi's voice was deep, with a profound rhythm, conveying inexplicable emotions. 0
 
Upon hearing this, Hua Xiu's heart couldn't help but quicken, a blush spreading across her face, her eyes shy and uneasy. "Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary woman. What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve such attention from Your Majesty?" 0
 
 
Yun Fuyi's eyes flashed with deep meaning, his gaze slowly shifting onto Hua Xiu: "Beloved Consort, your purity makes me feel different from others. It's rare to find someone like you in this palace." 0
 
As he finished speaking, Yun Fuyi slowly approached Hua Xiu, his hand gently caressing her cheek, his eyes filled with a sense of conquest and plunder, as if testing Hua Xiu's boundaries. 0
 
 
Hua Xiu's heartbeat was like a drum, her breath became rapid, and the blush on her face became more apparent. Her expression appeared somewhat confused in front of Yun Fuyi, but she also felt an unprecedented palpitation. Her voice trembled slightly: "Your Majesty, I..." 0
 
Yun Fuyi's gaze suddenly softened, and his voice carried an imperceptible tenderness: "Embroidered Clouds Consort, I just hope that you can feel my sincerity." 0
 
 
At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace became both tense and elusive, and the relationship between Hua Xiu and Yun Fuyi seemed to become even more subtle. In the brilliant light of the palace, their figures intertwined, creating a complex and profound emotion. 0
 
On that moonlit night, the atmosphere in the palace was both quiet and mysterious, with the moonlight outside shining like water, reflecting the luxury of the inner chamber. 0
 
 
On the soft bed, Hua Xiu's beauty and innocence quietly blossomed. There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, and her movements seemed somewhat stiff but still naturally delicate. Every breath she took seemed tense and charming. 0
 
Yun Fuyi's handsome and radiant appearance was accompanied by an indescribable emotion in his eyes. He gently bent down and tightly embraced Hua Xiu. His voice was deep and charming, with a subtle tenderness: "Beloved Consort, your beauty captivates me beyond measure." 0
 
 
Hua Xiu's cheeks flushed, her voice soft and shy: "Your Majesty, I... I feel a little scared." 0
 
Yun Fuyi gently stroked her hair, his gaze focused: "beloved Consort, don't be afraid, I will be gentle." His eyes were filled with adoration. 0
 
 
Hua Xiu's shyness and Yun Fuyi's gentleness intertwine, creating a special kind of emotion. The silhouettes of the two merge under the moonlight, as if becoming a beautiful painting. 0
 
Yun Fuyi is drawn to Hua Xiu's innocence and has flipped her cards for several nights in a row. Each touch deepens their relationship. Hua Xiu's innocence and frankness directly touch Yun Fuyi's heart. 0
 
 
After several nights of intense emotions, Yun Fuyi's feelings for Hua Xiu became even deeper. He was deeply attracted to her innocence, and this feeling provided him with rare comfort in his busy imperial life. Whenever night fell, he would open Hua Xiu's plaque and spend time with her. 0
 
During these nights, Yun Fuyi's eyes revealed an unprecedented tenderness. He would sit quietly by the bedside, gazing at Hua Xiu and speaking gently: "My beloved Consort, your presence gives me a special feeling. Your innocence is like a beam of light illuminating my heart." 0
 
 
Hua Xiu heard this and felt moved in her heart, but also a little shy and uneasy. She lowered her head gently and responded softly, "Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary woman. To receive such attention from Your Majesty, I feel very honored." 0
 
Yun Fuyi gently ran his hand through Hua Xiu's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Beloved Consort, your ordinary is what I cherish the most. In this harem, I only have such feelings for you." 0
 
 
Hua Xiu lifted her head, her eyes shimmering with complex emotions. In her heart, there was both reverence for Yun Fuyi and a cherished feeling for this relationship. A faint blush appeared on her face, and she felt conflicted but also an unprecedented sense of peace. 0
 
As time passed, the relationship between the two deepened. Yun Fuyi's coldness gradually faded in front of Hua Xiu, replaced by a kind of imperial tenderness. And Hua Xiu's clarity allowed her to maintain her true self in this relationship. 0
 
 
On that quiet night, the bedroom of Yun Fuyi was filled with a faint fragrance, creating a warm and mysterious atmosphere. The figures of the two intertwined on the large bed, with moonlight streaming through the window, casting dappled light on them. 0
 
Yun Fuyi's eyes revealed an unprecedented tenderness as he carefully observed Hua Xiu's reaction, ensuring her comfort. A faint blush appeared on Hua Xiu's face, her heart beating faster, but under Yun Fuyi's care, she gradually relaxed. 0
 
 
"Beloved Consort, how are you feeling?" Yun Fuyi asked in a low voice, his tone filled with concern. 0
 
Hua Xiu nodded slightly, her voice tinged with shyness: "Your Majesty, I... feel very good." 0
 
 
Yun Fuyi's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he gently stroked Hua Xiu's hair, his eyes tender and focused. "May my beloved Consort find such peace every night," he said. 0
 
However, in the quiet of the night, Hua Xiu felt extremely exhausted. Her body seemed weakened from the consecutive nights of passion. Sensing this, Yun Fuyi gently lifted Hua Xiu and led her into the bathroom. 0
 
 
In the bathroom, the bathtub is ready, with fragrant flower petals floating on the water. Yun Fuyi gently places Hua Xiu into the water, then slowly immerses himself as well. 0
 
"Your Majesty, I...," Hua Xiu feels a bit shy, her voice trembling slightly. 0
 
 
"Don't be shy, beloved Consort. This is just a little care from me to you," Yun Fuyi responded gently, beginning to wash her gently. 0
 
His movements were meticulous and considerate, ensuring that every part was tenderly taken care of. Hua Xiu felt shy but also gradually relaxed because of his attentiveness. 0
 
 
In the bathtub, the distance between the two people became more intimate. There was a softness in Yun Fuyi's eyes as he gently stirred the water, as if expressing wordless affection. 0
 
"Your Majesty, I feel very happy," Hua Xiu said softly, her voice filled with tenderness. 0
 
 
Yun Fuyi smiled, his eyes deep: "I feel the same. With you by my side, my world becomes less cold." 0
 
In the warm bath, the two of them quietly enjoyed this special moment. Hua Xiu felt an unprecedented surge of emotion in his heart. 0
 
 
Yun Fuyi gently held her tightly in his arms and whispered, "beloved Consort, your smile is the most beautiful scenery in my world." 0
 
Hua Xiu's eyes glistened as she softly replied, "Your Majesty, meeting you is the greatest fortune for this humble servant." 0
 
 
The two of them embraced quietly in the bathtub until the water gradually cooled. Yun Fuyi carefully dried Hua Xiu's body and gently draped her in a soft robe. Every movement of his revealed deep care. 0
 
For Hua Xiu, this kind of night was so unusual. She not only felt Yun Fuyi's deep affection, but also experienced another side of an emperor. He was no longer the cold and ruthless ruler, but a gentle man. 0
 
 
Hua Xiu is lying on the bed, savoring this special night. Her heart is filled with gratitude towards Yun Fuyi and also with expectations for this special relationship. 0
 
 
 
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