The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 233 The Emperor Climbs the Window
Shen Zhiyu stood up and placed the letter on the dressing table. She picked up a pen and wrote on the blank letter: Listen, listen, listen, the wind is knocking on the window...

She didn't know what to say afterwards, so she simply dropped the pen on the desk and turned around to coax Sui Sui and Zhao Zhao to sleep in the east warm room. With Aunt Chen Fang watching over them, she had nothing to worry about.

After Shen Zhiyu washed up, she lay on the couch with no one beside her. She felt a little uncomfortable.

She quietly moved again and again, lay on the outside of the bed, smelled the faint fragrance of Yue Lin, and then began to feel sleepy.

There was a sudden noise from the window, which frightened her so much that she trembled all over. Just as she was about to call for help, in the dim light of the lamp, Shen Zhiyu could vaguely see a blurry figure through the gauze curtain.

Shen Zhiyu was so frightened that she clutched the quilt tightly, "Who is it?"

"it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Shen Zhiyu swallowed back all the words like thief and assassin, and just lifted the curtain and glared at him with grievance.

Wei Qingye stretched out his long arms to pull the person over, picked him up and sat down beside the couch. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Were you scared just now?"

Shen Zhiyu wanted to hit him, but he pecked her hand as soon as she raised it. "Wei Changying, you are the emperor of Southern Qin now, how can you climb through the window in the middle of the night?"

Wei Qingye hugged her tighter and said in a sticky tone, "It's because Zhizhi wouldn't let me in, so I had no choice but to climb through the window.

I asked Xueqiu to send you a letter, but you didn't reply~
Do you know that I couldn't sleep in the Qianqing Palace? "

This seemingly accusatory tone actually revealed a sense of tenderness. He moved closer to her neck and wanted to bite her as if to vent his anger, but when he remembered that someone was afraid of pain, he couldn't be cruel enough. In the end, he could only kiss her gently, with his slightly cool lips touching her collarbone.

"Zhizhi, have you replied to my letter?" Wei Qingye asked vaguely.

Shen Zhiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she reached out to push him away, muttering softly, "Not, not yet."

The small kisses moved little by little and landed on the corner of her mouth. Shen Zhiyu didn't want to make a noise and wake up the palace guards on duty in the outer hall. She wanted to avoid it, but Wei Qingye bit her plump lips lightly, "Little liar~"

Shen Zhiyu was breathing rapidly and was slowly calming herself down by grabbing his clothes.

Wei Qingye's breathing was also a little unstable, and he coaxed softly: "Zhizhi, where did you put the letter I sent you?"

Shen Zhiyu's eyes involuntarily fell in the direction of the dressing table, and then she shook her head and said, "I just put it there casually, I can't remember it."

Wei Qingye carried her down from the couch and walked towards the dressing table step by step. Shen Zhiyu remembered that the notebook she had written seemed to be still under the jade comb. She bit her red lips lightly with her pearly teeth, and just as she was about to reach out her hand, someone grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms.

With his bony fingers, he picked up the iris blue letter paper, saw the words left on it, and whispered in her ear: "Listen, listen, listen, the wind is knocking on the window, Zhizhi, why didn't you continue writing?"

Shen Zhiyu blushed and sobbed softly, "No, I won't write."

"In that case, I will teach you how to rewrite it."

The slender fingertips were forced to hold the jade pen, and with trembling arms she wrote: Anger, anger, anger. The candlelight was dim and the tent was warm, and her eyes were full of unfulfilled meaning.

"Zhizhi, if you want to say it directly, that's fine. Why be so tactful?" Wei Qingye's voice became increasingly hoarse, and he spoke slowly.

Shen Zhiyu only felt the hot and humid breath falling on her ears, and couldn't help but shrink her shoulders, "Wei Fox, your method of putting the blame on others is getting more and more clever..."

Turning her head and meeting those deep phoenix eyes, she decisively chose to shut up. Those eyes seemed to want to swallow her up.

Shen Zhiyu subconsciously became alert: My waist is in danger!
Chapter 2, although the number of words is not enough, but it is really updated. My life is more important, I'm going to take a nap.