nycdaug Chapter 12 The Cold-Hearted Emperor and His Favorite Concubine
Chapter 12 The Cold-Hearted Emperor and His Favorite Concubine
Xiao Tao had just returned to Linlang Pavilion when the imperial physician arrived.
After taking his pulse, the doctor said that he had too much pent-up emotions in his heart, and that mental illness requires mental medicine; he needed to figure things out himself.
The imperial physician left medicine and administered acupuncture to reduce the fever before leaving.
Xiao Tao held the medicine, looking at Chu Yue's pale face with heartache. How could her master have become so weak in just half a day?
Your Majesty is too cruel.
After Xiao Fuzi summoned the imperial physician, she hurried back to the emperor's side.
His Majesty seemed unaware that he had been gone for a while, and Xiao Fuzi breathed a sigh of relief.
Her buttocks were still throbbing; she had forgotten to get herself some medicine. Xiao Fuzi reached out and rubbed them.
He looked up and saw His Majesty staring at him.
Xiao Fuzi trembled in fright: "Your Majesty..." What's wrong? Why are you looking at this servant like that?
Xiao Fuzi didn't dare to say what came next.
"where have you been?"
With just a few simple words, Xiao Fuzi knelt down on the ground with a thud.
His knees are so pitiful...
"This servant... went to relieve himself..." Xiao Fuzi said guiltily.
"Want to be punished?" the emperor said coldly.
Xiao Fuzi quickly covered his still throbbing buttocks. "This servant noticed that His Majesty was in a bad mood, so I thought I'd go check on Consort Chu. On the way, I met Consort Chu's maid, who said that Consort Chu was sick."
"This servant went to fetch the imperial physician, which is why there was a delay. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
It's best to tell the truth before His Majesty, lest we suffer the consequences.
The emperor was clearly taken aback. Was Consort Chu ill?
Isn't she perfectly fine and still avoiding him?
"Your Majesty, shall we go and see Consort Chu?" Xiao Fuzi guessed that His Majesty might want a way to save face.
The emperor did not speak, but simply got up and walked out.
Xiao Fuzi quickly followed, thinking she probably wouldn't get a beating.
Inside the Linglang Pavilion, Xiao Tao fed Chu Yue her medicine and then carefully wiped her pale cheeks.
"master……"
Why hasn't Master woken up yet?
Xiao Tao stood anxiously by her side.
The emperor walked in, and Xiao Fuzi was about to announce his arrival, but he stopped her.
Hearing the noise, Xiao Tao turned around and, startled, knelt on the ground: "This servant greets Your Majesty..."
"How is Consort Chu?"
"The master's fever has subsided, but he hasn't woken up yet."
Xiao Tao said respectfully.
"Go down."
Xiao Tao and Xiao Fuzi quickly left.
The emperor walked to the bedside, sat down, and tentatively reached out to touch Chu Yue's forehead.
The fever has definitely subsided.
The already delicate beauty appeared even more fragile after this ordeal, lying there evoking pity in everyone.
And so, the emperor sat motionless by the bed until Chu Yue woke up.
"Your Majesty?" Chu Yue woke up groggily, thinking it was a hallucination, but it turned out that His Majesty was really there.
The emperor sat there steadily, his strong and robust body giving people a sense of security.
Looking at the beautiful woman who had stirred his heart, the emperor sighed: "Are you feeling any better?"
Chu Yue was deeply moved, and tears welled up in her eyes again at this word of concern: "I am much better, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty..."
"Why are you avoiding me?" The emperor coughed lightly. He finally asked.
The person who haunts him in his dreams avoids him in daily life.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yue lowered her head in disappointment and whispered, "Because His Majesty... does not wish to see his concubines."
"This concubine is neither beautiful nor from a good family, she has nothing, Your Majesty... dislikes this concubine..."
As soon as she finished speaking, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Chu Yue had already become incredibly beautiful with the help of props, and now that she was sick, she was a true beauty in distress.
Otherwise, how could someone as cold-hearted as the emperor forget that Chu Yue had been avoiding him before?
"When did I say that?" the emperor asked.
"I know for myself..."
Chu Yue said in a low voice.
The emperor was so angry he almost laughed. How could someone assume that's what he thought just based on their own guess?
Women really do overthink things.
"Take good care of yourself. I'm leaving now." The emperor had come to see her and was relieved to see that she was alright.
"Your Majesty, don't go..." Chu Yue pleaded, grabbing his sleeve anxiously when she heard him about to leave.
The emperor stood still, understanding that she was still ill, and did not push her away, but simply said softly, "I have other matters to attend to."
"Your Majesty, please keep me company..." Chu Yue knelt on the bed, tightly clutching his sleeve as if afraid he would run away, her small face full of pleading.
"You..." The emperor hesitated to refuse, remaining rooted to the spot.
Chu Yue took two steps forward, boldly reaching out to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his waist: "Your Majesty, please have pity on your concubine..."
"Let go." The emperor had never been in contact with a woman like this before, and he instinctively tried to push her away.
However, Chu Yue was holding him too tightly, and he couldn't push her away for a moment.
"Your Majesty... just for a little while, okay?" Chu Yue hugged his waist tightly and pleaded softly.
"Let me go first, and I'll accompany you." The emperor admitted defeat.
Chu Yue looked up at him in disbelief. The emperor made a move to leave, and Chu Yue quickly let go of his hand, but instead grabbed his sleeve.
The emperor sat back down on the edge of the bed. As soon as he sat down, Chu Yue threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and rested her head on his chest.
"You..." The emperor reacted quickly, but the person was already sitting in his lap.
Chu Yue was already ill, and this ordeal left her completely exhausted. She leaned weakly against the emperor's chest, panting heavily from exhaustion.
Seeing her like this, I couldn't bring myself to say anything to blame her.
The delicate, petite beauty nestled close to him, and the emperor tightened his grip on her strong arm.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm dreaming. To receive even a moment of Your Majesty's favor is enough for me..."
Chu Yue whispered in his arms.
"It's not a dream." Sigh, Chu Jieyu loves him so deeply, so let's stay with her a little longer.
Chu Yue looked up in surprise, her eyes brimming with tears of joy: "Your Majesty... I am so happy..."
A beautiful woman sheds tears, and I feel pity for her.
The emperor reached out and touched her face, but as soon as he did, Chu Yue grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face.
"His Majesty……"
Her pitiful and frail appearance touched the emperor's heart.
"Don't cry."
As soon as the words of comfort were spoken, Chu Yue choked up even more, and tears streamed down her face.
"Your Majesty, I am truly happy..." It seemed that only this sentence could express her feelings at this moment.
Why do you cry so much?
Is it made of water?
She cries even when we're not together, and she cries even when we're together. What's wrong with her?
"Don't cry," the emperor said again.
Chu Yue tried hard to hold back her tears, looking at him through teary eyes.
The emperor held his concubine in his arms, but it was just a simple embrace.
"Alright, I should go now. Take good care of yourself." With that, the emperor was about to put the person down and leave.
Chu Yue immediately clung tightly to him, refusing to let go.
"Consort Chu." The emperor's expression darkened. Hadn't he already spent some time with her?
Is she going to continue making trouble unreasonably?
“Your Majesty…” Chu Yue ignored his unpleasant expression, lifted her head from his embrace, and looked at his tightly pursed lips.
He mustered up his courage and kissed her.
The emperor's eyes widened, and the soft touch left him stunned.
Chu Yue even sucked on it a couple of times.
"Yueyue, Yueyue, the favorability rating is 30%!"
"Zero Zero One exclaimed in surprise."
"Get out of here, don't look!"
"It's just a kiss, what's wrong with looking at it? I know my limits."
After saying that, Linglingyi ran away quickly.
After the emperor realized what was happening, he pushed Chu Yue away and looked at the rosy cheeks and red lips of the person in his arms.
The unfamiliar yet lingering touch made the emperor's breathing heavy.
"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue nestled closer once more, her small hand resting on his chest, feeling his rapidly beating heart.
The emperor lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.
This time, Chu Yue was breathless from the direct kiss. She was still sick and weakly collapsed into his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted to her.
The emperor didn't release her until he had kissed her enough, and Chu Yue was already leaning weakly against him.
Although the emperor didn't quite understand why things had developed this way, he didn't dislike the feeling.
Chu Jieyu loved him very much, so he was willing to kiss her.
After such close contact, the emperor was at a loss for words.
Neither of them spoke, and Chu Yue was held tightly in their arms.
The emperor didn't let go, and she didn't say anything to remind him; more intimate contact would help improve their relationship.
She was still sick and weak, so she fell asleep quickly while being held like that.
The emperor looked down and saw that the person in his arms was already asleep. The person who had been tormenting him in his dreams was now truly in his arms.
The emperor's mood improved, and his complexion became less grim.
He placed the person on the bed, looked at them for a while, and then left.
The hall fell silent.
Only 001 was happily scrolling through the system screen; the favorability rating was 35%, yay!
It's just that Yueyue has suffered. Let Yueyue sleep a little longer. Linglingyi will stay hidden and watch over Chuyue.
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