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The night was as dark as ink. Although it was New Year's Eve, and the occasional sound of firecrackers could be heard outside, the two people in the Heavenly Sound Palace remained silent with each other.
After a long silence, Mo Xiao Li sat down beside Mu Junqi. "I thought by now you would have understood my heart, but it seems that no matter what I do, I will never be the one in your heart."
Mu Junqi looked up at Mo Xiao Li, surprised that he had not referred to himself in any way. Perhaps it was her illusion, but he seemed much more desolate at that moment, and there was still a lingering scent on his lips that belonged to him.
At that moment, Mo Xiao Li suddenly leaned in closer, gripping her shoulders tightly and forcing her to meet his gaze.
Suddenly, he swept Mu Junqi into his arms. She clearly did not expect this and let out a startled cry. He carried her toward the bed, and in an instant, she understood what was about to happen.
"Your Majesty, please don't do this. It's late; we should go to bed," Mu Junqi said softly, looking at Mo Xiao Li with difficulty.
However, Mo Xiao Li seemed oblivious to everything around him; his eyes were only on her. If he could not win her heart, then having her body would suffice. With that thought, he placed her on the bed and eagerly requested intimacy.
"Your Majesty, Consort just broke a sweat and wants to bathe."
"Then let's go take a bath." With that, he picked her up again and carried her toward the bathroom. The steam rose from the bathwater, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. The mist created an unreal beauty everywhere. Mo Xiao Li began to remove her restraints while inhaling the fragrant scent of her skin.
"Your Majesty, Consort wants to wash herself... Ouch!" She had only spoken half of her sentence when she gasped in surprise because Mo Xiao Li had bitten down on her bud, sending a sharp pain through her. He then held her close again, lightly biting her shoulder as he groaned softly.
"Don't... Mmm... Your Majesty..." Mu Junqi softly protested while trying to retreat with her hands but found it difficult to resist Mo Xiao Li. Suddenly, his hand slid across her neck, and his tongue entered her mouth immediately, silencing all her words.
Mu Junqi no longer resisted; she could not refuse and could only cooperate with his movements, breathing deeply in and out. After a moment of pleasure, Mo Xiao Li gently wiped her body clean with his hands, massaging hers lightly. She could only close her eyes and feel everything happening around her.
After everything was settled, Mu Junqi carried her back to the bedroom. Throughout this time, he didn't say a word, and his body had become extremely cold. He called for the palace maid to add some charcoal to the fire, and only then did Mo Xiao Li hold her tightly, which brought a bit of warmth back.
The next morning, she was awakened by the chattering outside. Mu Junqi opened his eyes first and saw that Mo Xiao Li was still asleep, her brows tightly furrowed. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Upon opening the door, he saw Mur and others standing respectfully. When they saw him, they all knelt down to pay their respects. "Why is it so noisy? Don't you know the Emperor hasn't woken up yet?"
"In response to the Empress," Li Fusheng said with difficulty, "Consort Qian caught a cold last night. We have sent people several times to ask for the Emperor, but..."
Mu Junqi understood immediately and said in a deep voice, "The Emperor is not a physician. If she has caught a cold, just call for a physician. If the Emperor is useful, then Consort Qian would be fine. Just send someone back." After saying this, he no longer looked at them and walked straight inside.
As soon as he entered, he saw that Mo Xiao Li had already woken up and was looking at him with a half-smile. Feeling embarrassed, he lowered his head and walked over.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xiao Li suddenly said, "It's still early; stay with me a little longer."
No matter how unwilling he felt inside, he still took off his outer robe and gently lay down beside her. Seeing this, she smiled softly and pulled him into her embrace, leaning down to smell the fragrance in her hair.
"Can I interpret this as you being jealous?"
"If Consort has done something wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty," she paused before continuing, "Consort Qian is ill. If you are worried, you can go check on her now." After saying this, she closed her eyes and stopped looking at him.
Thus, he did not see the fleeting loneliness in Mo Xiao Li's eyes. In this life, she would only worry about one person, but that person's heart was not here.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Junqi fell into a daze and fell asleep again, but Mo Xiao Li remained wide awake. Although she lay in his arms, she clearly understood how far apart they truly were.
Gently withdrawing his arm, he tidied up briefly before leaving.
Today is New Year's Day, and the palace is filled with a harmonious and festive atmosphere. Everyone's face is adorned with happy smiles, but inside Guang'an Palace, tension fills the air. Consort Qian angrily glared at the kneeling young eunuch, saying, "You can't even invite the Emperor over. What use is it to keep you in this palace?" After speaking, she smashed the white porcelain cup in front of her at his feet, causing the young eunuch to tremble all over, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.
At that moment, Pear approached Consort Qian and whispered a few words in her ear. Only then did Consort Qian seem to relax a bit. After dismissing everyone else, she looked at Pear and asked, "How confident are you in the prescription you mentioned earlier?"
"Your Highness, have you been confused by the Empress? We still have our people arranged in Jingxian Palace; this small matter is nothing we can't handle. The only question is how to let the Empress Dowager know," Pear said with a cunning expression.
Upon hearing this, Consort Qian immediately smiled, clenched her fist, and said to Pear with a sinister tone, "Let's do it your way."
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