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Just as Qi Yitang was about to lie down, she remembered the golden words that called her a "beloved wife".

Although the literal meaning is not much, "娇" is a good word, meaning a woman who is as tall as a tree, and she can be considered Xie Ling's wife.

However, the comments put those two words together with a sarcastic tone, which probably didn't mean anything good.

However, Qi Yitang glanced at Xie Ling's muscular thighs and thought of some things from before... her ears turned slightly red, but she was also somewhat tempted.

They are a married couple. If the wife is not feeling well, isn't it normal for the husband to rub her stomach?

Who cares? Enjoying life while you can is the most important thing!

Qi Yitang lay down sideways, resting her head on Xie Ling's lap.

Xie Ling placed his large hand on her lower abdomen, massaging it in circles with just the right amount of pressure.

Qi Yitang felt like she had forgotten something, but the warmth seeped into her palms, making her squint her eyes in comfort.

"Why didn't you say you weren't feeling well earlier? What are the eunuchs and maids around you doing, making you taste the food yourself?" The emperor's words carried a hint of anger.

If it weren't for the fact that there were only two of them at the moment, the entire hall would probably be filled with people kneeling on the ground.

Qi Yitang quickly replied, "It's not their fault, it was my own idea to try it."

"Your Majesty knows that the Empress Dowager has misunderstood me. Now that she has corrected her ways, I am thinking of repairing our relationship so that Your Majesty will not be caught in the middle."

"It's not difficult at all."

Xie Ling didn't consider himself a particularly filial son. He was vengeful and held grudges. He treated the Empress Dowager the same way she had treated him before, and he only treated her outwardly.

"The Empress Dowager and I have a mediocre relationship. Tangtang, you don't need to deliberately please anyone or wrong yourself."

"I'm not wronged."

Qi Yitang thought to herself, if the imperial chefs knew that the dishes they had painstakingly researched were being used by the emperor as a test for poison, and that they would feel wronged after eating them, they would probably shed tears at the Great Wall.

wrong.

In that instant, Qi Yitang suddenly remembered something she had overlooked—

She had indigestion and no appetite, but Xie Ling hadn't had lunch yet!

Xie Ling seemed to see through her thoughts. "I'm not hungry. It's fine to eat later... Lie down."

Qi Yitang said "Oh" and obediently stopped moving.

Looking up from her angle, you can see Xie Ling's sharp jawline, with distinct angles like it was carved by a knife.

Back then, when she was still Consort Li, the Empress Dowager was stunningly beautiful, and the late Emperor was also quite handsome, so Xie Ling's appearance naturally far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Even though Qi Yitang didn't like him before, she had to admit that he had very good features, with a high nose, thin lips, prominent brow bones, and full lips. He was much better looking than Xie Jingyu.

If they had a child, it would definitely be the most beautiful baby in the world.

Qi Yitang reached out backwards, her knuckles tracing his Adam's apple to touch his cheek.

"Yanzhi, do you... really like children?"

Xie Ling paused for a moment while massaging her abdomen, but remained calm and said, "Children are naughty and annoying. How did you get the idea that I like them?"

"You said it yourself last time, Your Majesty really does have a bad memory."

"I already told you, that's punishment." Xie Ling grabbed her wandering hand.

Qi Yitang's eyelashes drooped slightly, trembling gently, as if she had something on her mind. "...Even punishment has its time to be carried out, right?"

Xie Ling casually pinched Qi Yitang's cheek. "There's no rush. Tangtang is still young. Let's wait a couple of years."

She's only three or four years younger than him, how is she younger?

Before Qi Yitang could say anything more, Xie Ling covered her eyes with his hand, bent down, and kissed her lips.

Beneath his palm, Qi Yitang's eyes widened slightly.

It's still daytime, does that mean they're indulging in lewd acts again in broad daylight?

Xie Ling's aura was domineering, forcefully taking everything from her. Qi Yitang didn't have time to think much before her teeth were pried open, and she was lured into a passionate embrace.

……

Xie Ling ultimately missed lunch, and Qi Yitang returned to her palace close to evening.

I've been having indigestion lately, but after taking some medicine and moving around a bit, the bloating has subsided, though I feel a bit tired.

In the evening, Qi Yitang did not have a proper meal, but only ate some pastries.

"Your Highness, I have already sent the invitation to the Grand Tutor's residence." Yunzhu said as she untied Qi Yitang's hair, then noticed that Qi Yitang seemed a little absent-minded.

Strangely enough, ever since she consummated her marriage with His Majesty, the Empress has changed quite a bit.

He used to dislike his cousin the most, but now he thinks about her all the time, and even wants to invite her to the palace for the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet.

He would always send people to inquire about the recent situation of the young masters, including what they had been doing, who they had met, and any unusual movements... He had to report everything, no matter how small.

His temperament is no longer as flamboyant as before, and he spends more time spacing out.

Yunzhu waved her hand in front of her face. "Your Highness, what are you thinking about now?"

Qi Yitang was thinking about the comments on the screen at noon.

She knew from the comments that she was a villainous female supporting character in a storybook a long time ago, but she never really felt it was real.

But today, I learned from the golden text that there must be many other "storybooks" like theirs, which they call "novels".

Thinking about it, it's quite terrifying—those "people" who post comments can freely travel and watch other people's lives, like gods from another dimension.

They are merely illusory beings composed of words.

Distracted from her thoughts, Qi Yitang stared at the empty space devoid of comments and suddenly said, "Yunzhu, hold out your hand."

Yunzhu, puzzled, chuckled and said, "Your Highness, do you feel my skills are a bit lacking? Are you planning to reward me with something?"

Qi Yitang reached out and pinched her.

"Does it hurt?"

Yunzhu's expression twisted in pain. "Of course it hurts! Your Highness, why are you pinching me? It hurts so much!"

Qi Yitang pinched herself again.

pain!

Both master and servant had distorted expressions, but Qi Yitang felt at ease—the pain proved that the past experiences were not just a passing cloud or an illusion, but real.

Even if they are created by others using words, they are still flesh and blood, have their own personalities, and can feel happiness, sadness, and pain.

"Your Majesty, look, they've all turned red!"

Yunzhu raised her arm, looking aggrieved, and complained, "You must compensate me, or I won't stand for it!"

Qi Yitang knew she was a penny-pincher, so he simply pushed a small vanity case over to her: "Fine, fine, I'll compensate you."

Most of Qi Yitang's belongings were bestowed by the emperor, and each piece was of high quality.

Yunzhu hugged the box, her eyes crinkling into slits with laughter. "Your Majesty, I still have my left hand. Would you like to pinch it again? It doesn't hurt at all."

Qi Yitang knew that she was always taking advantage of others, so she smiled and chased her out.

Yunying brushed past Yunzhu, who was running out, and looked back at her happy, crazy appearance, shaking her head helplessly.

"Your Majesty, you spoil her too much."

Yunying took over and continued to help Qi Yitang take off the rest of her hair buns, her movements gentle.

Qi Yitang said, "You two have served me since you were little, and you followed me into the palace. If I don't spoil you, who else should I spoil?"

"Here, you have what Yunzhu has too, so don't say I'm being biased." With that, she stuffed a gold ingot into Yunying's hand.

Yunying has a rather introverted and calm personality, but who wouldn't be happy to receive a reward?

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Looking down at the red marks she had pinched herself on her arm, Qi Yitang remained silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Yun Ying, what does it feel like to have your period?"