Chapter 43: The Kiss

Feng Moheng’s words were abruptly cut short.

The Emperor…

He was…

Shen Yuling was both angry and embarrassed.

She glared at Quan Minghe, her eyes filled with reproach.

But Quan Minghe remained composed and calm, seemingly enjoying the situation.

He especially loved the look of fear and nervousness in Shen Yuling’s eyes.

Shen Yuling had played along for a while, but she didn’t want to be a helpless rabbit forever.

She lowered her head.

And bit down on Quan Minghe’s chest.

Quan Minghe hadn’t expected this.

He let out a muffled groan.

She was bold!

Feng Moheng stood there, feeling awkward and uncomfortable.

When did the Emperor become so eager?

Ever since he discovered that he had no response to the two women he liked, Shen Yuling and Liu Jingyi, in Sujin Courtyard and Ninglan Courtyard, but instead felt an uncontrollable attraction to Qingyi, a maid in his own courtyard, Feng Moheng realized something was wrong with his body.

He had not only consulted physicians about his own health but also had Qingyi examined, but no problems were found.

It wasn’t until he met some merchants from the Western Regions a few days ago that he learned about the existence of (gu worms).

Therefore, Feng Moheng had urgently sent people to the Western Regions to find a master who understood gu worms.

Even though he believed that there was a gu worm in his body, Feng Moheng was unwilling to believe that he was truly impotent.

Due to his current condition, Feng Moheng had been extremely averse to hearing or seeing anything related to intimate relations between men and women. He even avoided going to brothels when drinking with his official friends.

But now, the Emperor was acting out a scene of passionate love before him.

Feng Moheng could only endure it.

This Concubine Shen was an extraordinary woman, she was so skilled that she could still be in the Emperor’s bedchamber while the Emperor was receiving an audience.

He parted his lips, hesitating for a long time.

Finally, he spoke, “Your Majesty, if it’s inconvenient at the moment, I…”

Shen Yuling stopped pretending to be a helpless rabbit.

She raised an eyebrow, a hint of defiance in her beautiful eyes.

“Your Majesty, the Prince of Lingyang is so concerned about his wife. I see that he truly loves her deeply. Your Majesty, why not send someone to help the Prince of Lingyang?”

Shen Yuling spoke in a deep, mature voice, almost unrecognizable as her usual tone.

It was mature, calm, seductive, captivating, and noble.

Quan Minghe’s eyes widened in surprise.

She actually had the ability to change her voice.

Shen Yuling was an actress, and voice acting was part of her job.

When she was learning from her voice acting teacher, she also learned the popular (mature woman voice) and (loli voice) from online.

“Since the beloved concubine has spoken, let Li Ming take people to find her.”

Quan Minghe was clearly captivated by her voice, which was different from her usual soft tone.

His eyes were half-closed, his long eyelashes casting shadows.

His black eyes stared at Shen Yuling, as if trying to see through her.

Feng Moheng didn’t want to hear this kind of voice, so Quan Minghe readily agreed.

When Feng Moheng heard Concubine Shen’s voice from the dragon bed, his body involuntarily trembled.

This Concubine was indeed skilled, no wonder the Emperor was so captivated by her.

With just one sentence, she changed the Emperor’s mind.

“Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Highness. I shall take my leave.”

Feng Moheng bowed respectfully.

Turning around, he quickly left the slightly ambiguous bedchamber.

After Feng Moheng left.

Quan Minghe lowered his voice, with a hint of inquiry and interest.

He said in a deep voice, “How come I didn’t know you could speak like that?”

“Your Majesty~ I have many other voices you don’t know about.”

Shen Yuling’s voice suddenly rose in pitch, her voice becoming higher, with a heavier nasal tone.

Her tone instantly became extremely childish, giving him an impromptu performance of a loli voice.

“I truly underestimated my Concubine Shen.”

Quan Minghe’s lips curved slightly.

Shen Yuling reached out to hug his neck, her body shrinking as she snuggled into his arms.

Then she switched back to her mature woman voice.

She said softly, “Your Majesty, I have many more secrets waiting for you to discover.”

Quan Minghe was secretly amazed by her ever-changing voice.

It turned out that just a voice could captivate one’s heart.

Quan Minghe’s desire surged again, even stronger than after the aphrodisiac.

He was about to press the woman under him again, to be intimate with her, but Shen Yuling stopped him.

“Your Majesty, Feng Moheng is already searching for me everywhere, I have to go.”

Quan Minghe’s unsatisfied desire was too obvious, but Shen Yuling deliberately let him see it, yet couldn’t have it.

Thinking of her, missing her.

Quan Minghe had never been rejected by a woman before. His burning body felt as if it had been doused with cold water.

His expression turned cold.

But he didn’t stop her from leaving.

His women had always been the ones who approached him, he had never actively pursued anyone.

Shen Yuling knew Quan Minghe was stubborn.

Since he wouldn’t keep her, she wouldn’t stay.

She got off him and stepped off the bed, barefoot.

After putting on her clothes from earlier, she returned to the edge of the bed.

She reached out and rolled up the bed curtain at the head of the bed.

At this moment, Quan Minghe was still leaning against the headboard, looking up at her.

He thought Shen Yuling was going to stay.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, “Didn’t you say you were leaving?”

But Shen Yuling didn’t answer his question.

Instead, she bent down, their faces instantly inches apart, their eyes meeting.

Their eyes reflected each other’s images.

“Your Majesty, happy birthday.”

Shen Yuling spoke slowly, tilting her head slightly with each word.

After she finished speaking, she gave him a radiant smile, as bright and beautiful as a blooming spring flower.

Quan Minghe’s pupils constricted sharply.

He felt as if his heart had stopped for a moment.

As soon as Shen Yuling finished speaking, she turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Quan Minghe suddenly reached out and pulled her back.

Shen Yuling was caught off guard.

She stumbled and lost her balance, ending up sitting on his lap, her body involuntarily leaning back.

Quan Minghe’s hand firmly supported her neck.

He steadied her.

He leaned down.

And kissed her soft, rosy lips.

Shen Yuling’s eyes widened, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering rapidly, surprised and helpless.

Quan Minghe actually kissed her?!

Quan Minghe hadn’t expected himself to do this.

He had simply followed his body’s instinctive reaction.

He had never kissed before.

Firstly, he found it disgusting, and secondly, he had never met anyone who made him want to kiss them.

But just now, he couldn’t help himself.

Although he had been taught about various aspects of intimate relations between men and women, including kissing, during his time as a prince, he had never actually practiced it.

He wasn’t skilled at it.

Initially, he had only lightly pressed his lips against Shen Yuling’s.

But because Shen Yuling’s eyes were so surprised, so straightforward.

He was momentarily annoyed.

Quan Minghe pulled back slightly.

He said in a low voice, “Close your eyes!”

Shen Yuling secretly chuckled.

So Quan Minghe had something he didn’t know how to do.

But since Quan Minghe wasn’t very good at it, she couldn’t be more skilled or experienced than him in this matter.

She obediently closed her eyes.

Tsk, Quan Minghe’s words were harsh, but his lips were soft.

Seeing her close her eyes, Quan Minghe touched her soft lips again, feeling as if he was touching the most delicate petals of spring.

He tentatively explored with his teeth.

Their tongues accidentally touched.

It was just a simple touch, but it sent a tingling sensation through Quan Minghe’s scalp.

He seemed to be addicted to this feeling, and he kissed her more deeply.

Shen Yuling also experienced Quan Minghe’s tenderness for the first time during their intimacy.

Was it because he wasn’t very good at kissing?

Just like that, the kiss lingered between them, rubbing and turning.

Shen Yuling couldn’t help but respond to him.

The sound of their intimate swallowing echoed in their ears.

But.

There was less passion and desire, and more tenderness and affection.

Both of them seemed to be lost in the kiss.

Quan Minghe realized that a kiss could be soft, sweet, it could stir his heart, and it could make him lose himself.

Shen Yuling was immersed in Quan Minghe’s rare tenderness.

But gradually, as the kiss continued, Quan Minghe, who had regained some rationality, showed a mixture of clarity, conflict, and restraint in his eyes.

Suddenly, he was ruthless.

He pulled away from her lips.

Shen Yuling opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

Her eyes were slightly moist, and she looked at him innocently.

“Go back, Li Ming will find a good excuse for you.”

Quan Minghe’s voice had regained its usual composure.

But his thin lips were now red and wet, creating a stark contrast to his regained dignified expression.

It was as if a god, who had always been aloof and indifferent to emotions, had suddenly fallen into the abyss of desire, and now he was struggling to return to his cold and aloof state.

“Okay, thank you, Your Majesty.”

Shen Yuling replied softly, not minding Quan Minghe’s sudden change of attitude.

She got up from him and turned to leave his bedchamber.

Shen Yuling’s fingertips touched her lips, and she smiled.

Quan Minghe, have you discovered that you are falling for me?

I have another surprise for you.

This time, Shen Yuling wasn’t harmed in the palace, perhaps Liu Jingyi’s assassins would come earlier.

If not for the protection of Shen’s family, she would have died that time.

This time, Shen Yuling naturally had to turn the tables.

Losing her memory, falling in love with Feng Moheng.

She would try this common TV drama trope on this male-oriented protagonist.

Quan Minghe, will you kill me later?

Or…

Will you take me by force?

Shen Yuling’s smile became even more sinister.

She really wanted to see a crack in Quan Minghe’s dignified and calm face.

At this moment, Quan Minghe was still leaning against the headboard in the bedchamber.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he couldn’t recover for a long time.