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It started passively.

After Shen Jiayu protested, the emperor granted her request.

He held her in his arms.

The initiative was handed over to her.

Shen Jiayu couldn't take it anymore and cried even harder.

Pei Yan remained unmoved.

In the throes of ultimate pleasure, Shen Jiayu vaguely felt that this man was about to devour her whole, leaving not even a bone fragment.

After several rounds of lovemaking, it was already past midnight.

After her bath, Shen Jiayu was finally carried onto the soft dragon bed, and for the first time, she missed this place so much.

Despite the aches and pains all over her body, she snuggled closer into the man's broad embrace.

Pei Yan pulled her completely into his arms, gently kissed her forehead, and said in a satisfied voice, "Sleep."

Although the emperor was autocratic in this matter, there was one thing that made Shen Jiayu feel very comfortable.

He would give her plenty of tenderness and affection afterward to soothe her emotions.

The night was too intense, and Shen Jiayu was too exhausted to sleep. She was in a daze for a while before she said in a hoarse voice, "Thirsty."

Pei Yan sat up halfway, poured a cup of tea from the small table by the bedside, and brought it to her lips.

Shen Jiayu took several sips of the sweet tea, and her dry throat finally felt a little better.

After drinking, she fell asleep again in the man's arms.

Seeing that she was still energetic, Pei Yan talked to her, "Tomorrow, after I finish dealing with government affairs, I will admire your new clothes."

This surprised Shen Jiayu.

She had mentioned earlier that she had received new clothes, but she didn't know if he was busy, so she didn't dare to bother him.

I didn't expect him to remember it and bring it up now.

Shen Jiayu smiled with her eyes closed: "This concubine will not wear it."

Pei Yan asked her, "Didn't you want me to see it?"

Shen Jiayu snorted: "No time to lose."

Pei Yan found her appearance quite adorable and couldn't help but chuckle.

He rarely had such moments.

He is usually stern and unsmiling, and his coldness is frightening.

He softens now, and his noble and handsome face can truly be described as having a heavenly countenance.

Shen Jiayu stared at him for a while, then kissed his chin. His beauty was so alluring, she simply couldn't resist.

Pei Yan stopped her: "You're being naughty again."

Shen Jiayu dared not move. Remembering something, she muttered, "Anyway, even if I wear it, His Majesty will still give me that kind of evaluation."

Pei Yan then asked, "What?"

Shen Jiayu's voice rose: "Acceptable! That's all His Majesty can say."

Pei Yan gently patted her back, comforting her, "I can say other things too."

Shen Jiayu asked with some skepticism, "Then, Your Majesty, please tell us?"

Pei Yan pondered for a moment, then said earnestly, "The outfit you're wearing today is elegant and refined; it looks very good on you."

Shen Jiayu was stunned for a moment, then giggled in his arms.

Afterwards, she said smugly, "Your Majesty, I'm taking revenge on you."

Pei Yan paused, then asked, "Hmm?"

Shen Jiayu said, "I was angry with Your Majesty for a long time, but I had no choice but to come today, so I deliberately dressed plainly. I wanted to ensure that even if Your Majesty won my heart, you wouldn't be able to have my body!"

Pei Yan had no idea where she got all these fallacies and absurdities from, and sighed helplessly.

Seeing the woman in his arms practically wagging her tail in the air, he deliberately asked, "Didn't I get it?"

Shen Jiayu was taken aback: "Huh?"

Pei Yan ran his large hand down her back, slipping it inside her nightgown, pinching her slender waist, and gently kneading it. "I've got it, haven't I?"

Shen Jiayu blushed deeply, and with great difficulty, she managed to remove his hand, then placed it under her face as a pillow. "I won't talk to Your Majesty anymore, I'm going to sleep."

If she can't win an argument, she'll just hide; that's her usual style.

Pei Yan's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, and then he closed his eyes.

*

Day two.

Shen Jiayu was awake when the man got up.

Pei Yan glanced at her and said, "Go back to sleep."

Shen Jiayu responded and, still half asleep, hugged her blanket and went back to sleep.

Hearing the man's footsteps as he left, she opened her eyes again.

He opened the hidden clasp of the gemstone bracelet on his wrist, took out a pill, swallowed it, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Jiayu slept for a long time after her nap, and only woke up when Pei Yan called her to get up for dinner after court.

When she saw the marks on her clothes while getting dressed, she couldn't help but complain playfully.

Pei Yan didn't speak, but his eyes darkened.

That's good, his whole body belongs to him, and he's very satisfied.

After washing up, Shen Jiayu sat in front of her dressing table and covered her neck and collarbone with powder for a while until no obvious marks could be seen.

I've finished breakfast.

Pei Yan was going to the Imperial Study to handle government affairs, and Shen Jiayu went with him.

Recently, the Shanggong Bureau presented a series of puzzles for passing the time, but instead of the usual nine rings, it was fifteen rings.

These past few days, Shen Jiayu has been tinkering with this whenever she has free time.

During her meal, she sent someone to fetch it from Yihua Palace, thinking that since she had nothing else to do today, she might as well get rid of it all at once.

To her surprise, what she saw upon entering the imperial study left her dumbfounded.

In a spacious area inside the hall, a small table was placed.

Shen Jiayu circled around several times before finally asking, "Your Majesty, what is the purpose of this table here?"

Pei Yan raised his chin slightly, gesturing for her to pick up the things on the table and take a look.

Shen Jiayu hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up a few books on the table. When she opened them, she found they were reports from the Six Bureaus of the Inner Palace.

She had a vague premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment, a calm and clear voice was heard, "From today onwards, you will read these notes here."

Shen Jiayu asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, why are you showing me these things?"

Pei Yan said calmly, "Naturally, it's about learning about the affairs of the Six Palaces."

Shen Jiayu whispered, "Aren't there still Consort Li and the others involved in the affairs of the six palaces?"

Pei Yan raised his eyes, his gaze falling on her, and sneered, "So, according to you, you don't want to be promoted in rank anymore?"

Shen Jiayu quickly replied, "Of course I want to be promoted!"

Pei Yan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips: "That's good. Others have palace power, while you only get a rank. Don't blame me later."

Shen Jiayu's face scrunched up: "Can't I study properly after I get promoted?"

Pei Yan coldly glared at her.

Shen Jiayu's momentum weakened, but looking at the chain in her hand, she tried to bargain, "Can we see how it goes after I solve this chain?"

Pei Yan ignored her, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and began to process the memorials.

Shen Jiayu stood there sulking for a while, suppressing her heartache, and then had the palace servants put the chain back in place.

She resignedly sat down at the table.

Back in Beiyuan, the Duchess had taught her how to manage the household.

Although Shen Jiayu didn't want to learn, the Duchess had her nail on the head.

If you want to learn sculpture, you must learn this; otherwise, there's no room for discussion.

Shen Jiayu could only learn from the Duchess.

She was highly gifted and intelligent; she grasped things quickly and mastered the essentials in no time.

Therefore, when Shen Jiayu first looked at the six palace documents, she felt unfamiliar with them, but gradually she saw familiar things in them.

The matter of housekeeping is simply a difference between a small family and a larger family; with a few special cases, they are basically the same.

After reading for a while, Shen Jiayu's thoughts became clearer, and occasionally he would pick up a vermilion pen to circle and annotate.

The Imperial Study was quiet and still, with only the sound of the brush tip scratching on the rice paper, a rare moment of tranquility.

Seeing this scene, Qing'an was about to cry.

He had served before the emperor for ten years. While it cannot be said that he lived in constant fear, as if standing on the edge of an abyss, it was true that he was always on high alert and dared not relax for a moment.

There has never been a day when the Emperor was so easy to serve.

Qing'an thought in a daze that he had endured too many hard times and had finally made it through.

Consort Chen is his savior!