jdhmnovel Chapter 217 The Emperor's Unpredictable Mood
Chapter 217 The Emperor's Unpredictable Mood
"Your Majesty, my hands are sore. You really don't know how to be gentle with women. You only care about your own comfort!"
Chenqian Hall.
Zheng Zhuyi was playing a song halfway when she suddenly stopped and stood up to complain.
But she was smiling sweetly, so the complaint turned into a natural and coquettish expression, bright and generous, which made people forget the world.
The emperor laughed out loud.
"Why, do you think you are Xiangyu?"
Zheng Zhuyi giggled, her teeth as white as pearls, put down her pipa and walked up to the emperor.
She tilted her head and said, "Even if I'm not Xiangyu, I'm just a brick on the ground. Shouldn't I be laid neatly and evenly? If I get bumped and chipped, will it bother you? You've already listened to me play seven pieces in a row tonight. If I keep listening, my hands will get tired and won't heal in a short time. The next time you want to listen, you'll have to wait until the end of time."
The emperor was at ease and shook his head. "There are plenty of pipa musicians in the palace music bureau. I can summon someone to play at any time."
"Can anyone compare to me?"
"Why not?"
Zheng Zhuyi wrinkled her nose, looking like a spoiled little cat, with a cute and fierce look. She glared and snorted, "Those people in the Music Bureau, including all the noble ladies in the capital who can play the pipa, there are some who play better than me, but they are not as good-looking as me. And those who are better-looking than me are definitely not as good-looking as me. If Your Majesty wants to enjoy this pleasure like tonight again, you can't ask anyone else for it, only me!"
The emperor couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you so confident?"
"That's natural."
Zheng Zhuyi put a pair of hands in front of the emperor.
"Your Majesty, look! I've been playing for so long that my fingers are red, and my nails, which I took great care of, are about to crack. I'm not being lazy or trying to please you, I really can't play anymore."
Her hands have slender fingers, as smooth as spring onions.
Her fingers are slightly longer than those of an average woman, and her posture is elegant.
What is particularly unique is that each nail is grown a little higher than the finger, curved like a crescent moon, and covered with a layer of translucent gel, a light rouge pink color, as if flower juice has dripped on it and spread out, beautiful and lively.
"Good hands."
The emperor admired her and held her hand.
He rubbed his fingertips against the crescent-shaped nails and asked, "What is this?"
Zheng Zhuyi replied generously, "To play the pipa better, I painted my nails with a layer of homemade 'fish maw'. It's thicker than regular nail polish and grease, which makes them more resilient and less likely to break when plucking the strings. Your Majesty, feel it. Do you think it's thicker?"
She didn't have the shyness of a girl in the boudoir at all. Even when her hand was held, she didn't react at all, as if she was talking about an object.
The emperor followed his instructions and touched her nail arch. "It's thicker, and smells good."
He held her hand and put it close to his nose to sniff.
After the indulgence in Chunxi Palace that day, he had spent several days recuperating and had not been near women. Now, with this beauty before him, speaking sweetly and flirtatiously, how could he not be tempted?
The emperor exerted a little force on his arms, and Zheng Zhuyi fell into his arms.
"His Majesty!"
The girl glared angrily.
The emperor turned over and pressed her down on the couch.
The other musicians had already tactfully withdrawn when the "Xiangsi" pipa arrived. The palace attendants, also well-aware of the atmosphere, left as Zheng Zhuyi stood up and approached the emperor.
The candlelight is bright.
The curtains swayed slightly.
Zheng Zhuyi's initial cry of surprise gradually turned into rapid moans.
"His Majesty……"
"Your Majesty, don't be like this..."
"His Majesty……"
The hood slipped off, and the long black hair flowed beside the pillow.
The musician's blue robe peeled off and fell limply to the ground.
"Your Majesty... I... I only want that pipa. If you will... take my body, then... you must not regret it. 'Xiangsi' is mine from now on..."
"In your eyes, I am not as good as a pipa?"
The emperor's eyes darkened, and he decided to let this girl know how powerful he was!
"Your Majesty! No!"
Zheng Zhuyi exclaimed, then closed her eyes and waited for fate to come.
Moment.
Two moments.
After a moment, she opened her eyes slightly in confusion.
"His Majesty?"
Why aren't you moving? You're just holding her...
"Since you don't want to, I won't force you. I'm not a pervert who would force women."
The emperor let her go, sat up, and looked slightly annoyed.
Zheng Zhuyi was at a loss: "Your Majesty, I..."
"You go back. I'm tired. I haven't taken the medicine yet. I've already wasted time."
The emperor stood up, without even looking at her, and went back to the inner hall.
The floor-length curtains were gently drawn together, and the bright yellow figure disappeared in an instant.
Zheng Zhuyi sat up in shock, wanting to get off the bed and chase him, but she didn't dare. No matter how brave she was, she was still an inexperienced girl, and she had no experience of what to do in such a situation. This evening's incident had already exhausted her courage!
Face as red as blood.
Half of it is shame, and half of it is anger.
The emperor's mood swings were really unexpected.
She hurriedly picked up her coat and put it on, then straightened her hair. She hesitated after getting ready. Finally, she lingered and walked to the inner hall's curtains, calling softly, "Your Majesty..."
"Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you regret it and really want to offer yourself to her?"
The emperor's undisguised humiliation almost made Zheng Zhuyi bite her lip.
Stamping her feet, she angrily said, "I only want the pipa, not anything to do with Your Majesty. With all due respect, this is not the behavior of a gentleman!"
She turned and walked away with heavy steps.
Even when he reached the door of the outer hall, the emperor still didn't call him.
With a cold snort, he returned, picked up the pipa, and strode away angrily.
*
"Your Majesty, Miss Zheng Si did not stay overnight in Chenqian Palace. She spent some time alone with His Majesty and then left with her pipa."
Not long after, Fei Wan received the news from Xiao Linzi and an old acquaintance of the emperor.
Wu Xiangrong clasped his hands together and said, "Buddha bless us," "Finally, I didn't let that vixen take advantage of me!"
Zhishu laughed: "When we were first promoted, others called us foxy girls. It's only been a short time now, and we're already wary of others."
Wu Xiangrong was stunned for a moment, "...what's happening?"
Zhishu corrected her: "This shows that our Majesty has been through many flowers and loves to try something new."
Fei Wan asked Xiao Linzi carefully: "When Miss Zheng Si left, was she happy or unhappy? Do you know?"
"Your Majesty, it's said she wasn't very happy. Someone outside the palace overheard a few words, and it seemed she said something like, 'Your Majesty isn't a gentleman enough.' She stomped her feet and walked out, slamming the door as she left."
Wu Xiangrong was surprised: "So bold, so bad tempered? Your Majesty is not angry, and didn't punish her?"
Xiao Linzi shook his head.
Several people looked at each other.
Zhishu sneered: "It's really a fresh style."
Although she and Wu Xiangrong were somewhat bold, Wu Xiangrong was occasionally sharp-tongued towards the concubines, and she dared to confront anyone she met, but they were still relatively respectful to the emperor.
Now that Miss Zheng Si still dared to throw a tantrum at the emperor, and she was a young and delicate unmarried girl, it was inevitable that the emperor would be impressed.
Wu Xiangrong smacked his lips in surprise: "A strong enemy!"
Fei Wan listened to their discussion, but was thinking about something else.