Chapter 29

When the wetnurse and the mamas left with the drowsy little chubby baby in their arms, the emperor and Consort Kang slowly entered the sleeping hall at the back.

“Why does Your Majesty never accept my courtesy?” Consort Kang suddenly asked cautiously.

The emperor’s heroic, sword-like eyebrows raised slightly. “You never salute me when we are alone,” he replied.

Consort Kang was shocked, her apricot eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn’t imagine that she had been so bold in the past!

“It’s okay, I don’t mind,” the emperor said lightly.

He originally liked martial arts and military strategy, and never cared about these formalities. What’s more, she was his only woman and had given birth to his only child, so he saw no harm in indulging her in these small matters.

Consort Kang’s fair and flawless cheeks, upon closer inspection, had a thin layer of almost invisible but very cute white fuzz, adding a touch of adorable innocence to her already extremely beautiful face.

Suddenly, thinking that the eldest prince was born from their combined blood, the emperor’s heart softened. He stretched out his large hand and pulled her into his arms.

The emperor raised his hand again, tucking her falling hair behind her ear. The dim light in the dormitory highlighted her pretty and delicate face, her slightly frowned eyebrows inadvertently revealing a trace of softness.

Unable to control himself, the emperor lowered his head, capturing her luscious lips with his own. His kiss was intense and possessive, filled with unspoken desire and a deep-seated affection. Consort Kang, initially surprised, soon found herself melting into his embrace, responding to his passion with equal fervor.

Both of them rinsed their mouths after dinner. The emperor only used the usual light bamboo salted water but Kang Yuyi used jasmine sparrow’s tongue tea, leaving her mouth with a sweet and slightly fragrant taste.

The soft and smooth touch of her lips made the irritation in the emperor’s body uncontrollable. He wantonly sucked and licked for a long time, making a series of embarrassing sounds.

When he tried to pry her teeth open with the tip of his tongue, she unexpectedly ducked back.

“Your Majesty, I haven’t bathed and changed clothes yet…” Kang Yuyi’s cheeks instantly flushed with a crimson hue and she said a little embarrassed.

When the emperor came over earlier, she was still having dinner and after the meal, the two of them teased the eldest prince for a long time so she still hadn’t washed up.

Her lips still had traces of water left by him, shining, and her eyes sparkled with waves. Her heaving chest rose and fell with her gasping breaths, making the emperor’s eyes grow even more intense and deep.

Kang Yuyi’s body was plump and slightly fat with a voluptuous figure. Her waist was slender and shapely, her breasts ripe like peaches ready to drip juice with a poke and her hips were perfectly rounded and firm.

The emperor’s expression remained calm, but the large hand around her waist tightened unconsciously.

“I’ll wash with you,” the emperor said in a low, husky voice.

But he had clearly just left the Jinyiwei torture place and had bathed and changed his clothes in Zhaoming Palace.

The places where the emperor touched Kang Yuyi’s waist and buttocks felt electrified, sending a strange, tingling sensation through her.

However, just as they were about to indulge in each other in the bath, they discovered that Kang Yuyi’s undergarments were stained with fresh, red menstrual blood, forcing them to stop abruptly.

Despite this, Kang Yuyi was already incredibly aroused from their earlier actions. Her body was on fire, and she moaned softly, clearly struggling with her intense desire.

The emperor had to control his breath to suppress his own urges. After carefully washing his hands, he embraced her and sat with her on the rosewood chair beside the bathtub.

Kang Yuyi straddled his strong thighs, her back pressed against his heated chest.

The emperor used one hand to caress her full, ripe breasts, while his other hand, with its rough fingertips, relentlessly teased and kneaded her sensitive clitoris.

“Ah… Your Majesty, please don’t…” Kang Yuyi moaned, clearly taken aback by this unexpected form of intimacy.

In a few moments, she trembled, and a large mixture of clear fluid and honey-like liquid spilled from her vagina, staining the emperor’s silver and white inner garment.

After she recovered, they washed and bathed together and then lay down on the bed.

“Your Majesty, I have something very important to tell you…” Consort Kang bit her lower lip, her voice still dripping with the lingering seduction from earlier.

“What is it?” The emperor, still not entirely rid of his desire, made an effort to control his gaze.

“I remembered something important today about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince…” Consort Kang said cautiously.

The emperor was aware that she had already tried to bring it up when the Crown Prince was present but he had not pursued the topic.

“That Taoist priest from before…” Consort Kang said weakly.

The emperor responded, “I have ordered an investigation. That Taoist priest is known for speaking nonsense upon seeing a pregnant woman. It was not specifically aimed at you or the Crown Prince.”

“But did the former Consort Kang believe it?” Consort Kang asked, somewhat displeased.

“You are Consort Kang, Consort Kang is you,” the emperor said calmly. “Now that you remember, do you believe it?”

“Naturally, I don’t believe it!” Consort Kang shook her head firmly.

Yet, she still felt that something remained unclear.

If the former Consort Kang did not believe the Taoist priest’s nonsense, why was she so distant from the Crown Prince?

As she pondered, she fell asleep in a daze, while the emperor beside her gazed at her sleeping face and thought for a long time.

Early the next morning, under the Nan’anmen City Tower, a grand convoy set off northward to the Rehe Palace for the summer retreat.

The Marquis of Boling’s Mansion, being the current emperor’s maternal family, had its carriage and horses placed at the very front.

Cui Mulin’s wife, Mrs. sat in her mother-in-law’s carriage with her eldest son, Cui Dalang, in her arms, filled with anxiety.

Since the day before yesterday, her husband had not returned to the Cui residence.

Last night, the palace had suddenly sent someone to inform her that the emperor had requested his cousin, Cui Mulin, to set out for Rehe ahead of schedule, and the people of the Marquis of Boling Mansion did not need to worry.

The Rehe Carriage Palace is over 500 miles away from the capital, and it can be reached within a day by fast horses. However, with many clan ministers traveling with them, the convoy moved slowly and would take about three days to arrive.

As dusk fell, the convoy arrived at a royal station en route.

Kang Yuyi had not dressed up for comfort during the journey; her hair was neatly pinned up with several gold hairpins, and she wore a pale pink cardigan skirt, her face unadorned.

Mrs. having disembarked from the carriage early with her mother-in-law, waited outside the station.

Soon, the emperor, clad in a dark dragon robe, descended from his carriage. He stood authoritatively beside the carriage and personally helped the noble consort alight.

For the first time, Mrs. witnessed the emperor’s intimate affection towards the noble consort and was quite astonished.

Reflecting on what her husband had previously instructed her, she discreetly formed a plan in her mind.

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