vrcanaries Chapter 456 Body Fragrance
Chapter 456 Body Fragrance
Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the flickering candlelight casts a warm yellow hue throughout the hall.
Yongzheng was wearing a bright yellow pajamas, leaning lazily on the bed with his eyes half closed.
Bai Zhi gently helped Sun Heyin remove her makeup and take off her gorgeous clothes, then quietly retreated and closed the palace door.
Sun Heyin's face was bare, without any makeup, yet her skin was as smooth and translucent as cream. Her long black hair flowed softly over her shoulders, swaying gently with her movements, emitting a faint luster. She wore no jewelry at all, which made her look even more elegant and refined.
She walked lightly and gracefully to Yongzheng and gently lay on his knees.
Yongzheng opened his eyes, looked down at her, took a deep breath, and raised the corners of his mouth: "You smell so good!"
Sun Heyin's eyes held a hint of affection as she spoke tenderly, "Your Majesty, I have had a body fragrance since I was born. It's like orchid, but not quite, and it's so subtle that even my parents found it strange and never dared to reveal it to anyone. Fortunately, the fragrance is very faint, and unless you were to touch my skin, you wouldn't be able to detect it."
She leaned slightly closer to Yongzheng, her hair brushing his shoulders gently, stirring his heartstrings just the right amount. "A distinguished monk once showed me this fragrance and said it's not ordinary, but a blessing from heaven. If anyone could smell it, not only would they find peace of mind, but it would also strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives."
Her voice gradually lowered, finally almost to a whisper, as if she was telling a secret that only the two of them could know.
Upon hearing this, Yongzheng sniffed deeply, then closed his eyes. The fragrance was refreshing, elegant and light. He smiled and said, "No wonder every time you are by my side, I feel a few years younger."
"Your Majesty is already in the prime of his life, so how can you talk about being a few years younger? From what I see, Your Majesty is even more energetic than those young gentlemen."
"really?"
"Of course, this concubine knows best!"
Yongzheng shook his head and laughed: "You are becoming more and more daring. I will punish you!"
The young woman before him showed no fear at all. She deliberately pulled the hem of her nightgown, revealing a piece of white and tender shoulders, her eyebrows and eyes full of affection, and said, "Your Majesty, how do you intend to punish me?"
Yongzheng could not stand her teasing, so he pressed her under him and punished her severely.
Although Sun Heyin's looks weren't considered the best in the harem, she possessed a unique charm, her every move bringing a sense of allure. Her charm wasn't a deliberate effort of allure, but rather a natural, innate charm.
Her eyes, sometimes clear as water, sometimes charming as silk, always easily aroused Yongzheng's desires. Especially in matters of the bed, she was neither reserved nor deliberately accommodating, but rather bold and straightforward, completely different from the dignified and reserved women Yongzheng had previously favored.
This contrast made Yongzheng feel novel and exciting, and even unable to stop.
Outside the hall, Su Peisheng stood in the corridor, listening to the noise coming from the house. He couldn't help but sigh secretly, and thought in his heart: He is indeed a true dragon emperor. He is fifty years old, but still so vigorous and strong. It is really admirable.
Fortunately, I have already cut off all my emotions, otherwise this long night would be really hard to endure!
The "punishment" is over.
Sun Heyin opened her eyes, and when the soreness in her body faded away, she half-propped herself up, her black hair falling like a waterfall on both sides of her fair cheeks, making her look even more charming.
On the other side of the bed, Yongzheng was already fast asleep, but there was still a hint of majesty between his brows, and he never relaxed even in his dreams.
Her gaze fell on his neck, where the pulse beating was weak but clear. The madness in her eyes could no longer be concealed. She raised her hands uncontrollably, with her thumb and index finger stretched to the extreme, and slowly moved them towards his throat.
However, just as her fingertips were about to touch his skin, her arm suddenly went limp and fell down helplessly.
She quietly got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the ground, walked to the window, and gently pushed open a crack. The night wind, wrapped in the coldness of deep winter, blew in her face, making her mind much clearer.
Outside the window, the heavy snow has stopped. The moonlight shines on the snow, reflecting a cool glow, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime. Even the air is filled with a chilling purity.
She sighed softly, and white mist condensed in the air and quickly dissipated.
After an unknown amount of time, she closed the window, isolating herself from the silvery world outside. Turning around, her gaze once again swept over Yongzheng, who was soundly asleep on the bed. She walked back to the bed, lay down quietly, and pulled the corner of the quilt over her cold body.
The house fell silent again, with only the occasional sound of wind outside the window gently tapping on the window frame.
Time passes by drop by drop, and the lanterns under the corridor hang quietly, reflecting the same shadows day after day, as if time has stopped here, and only the face in the mirror has quietly changed.
Every day felt like a copy and paste of the previous one: getting up in the morning to dress, sitting in the afternoon to relax, and sleeping alone at night, the cycle repeats itself. The clock in the hall ticked, reminding me of the passage of time, but it also made me feel even more lonely.
An Lingrong stood in the corridor, watching time pass by her quickly.
This kind of life made her feel powerless, yet it also nurtured a secret desire—a passion for freedom, for change, for life. Perhaps it was this loneliness and silence that made her cherish the light within her heart even more, even if it was as faint as a candle, it would never be extinguished.
I don't know how long it took, a few hours, a few days, or even a few months...
She turned around and saw Shen Meizhuang standing behind her.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Sister, spring is almost over!"
"Yeah, time flies so fast."