Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 279 A Heartbroken Emperor × A Beloved Concubine Who Has Regained Her Heart 5

When the emperor heard this from outside, his fists clenched involuntarily.

Xiao Xingzi cautiously glanced at the Emperor's expression. His Majesty was clearly worried about Consort Zhao. How long were these two going to argue?

Lian Qiao, carrying a bowl of medicine, bumped into the emperor. Startled, she immediately bowed and greeted him: "This servant greets Your Majesty..."

The emperor took the medicine bowl; the temperature was just right. Then he went into the palace.

Lianqiao and Xiaoxingzi retreated to the outside to keep watch.

Chu Yue lay on the chaise longue, her beautiful eyes lightly closed, tears still wet on her face. Hearing the voice, she assumed it was Lian Qiao trying to persuade her to drink her medicine again, and she said impatiently, "I won't drink it... everyone get out."

The emperor sat down next to her and said in a deep voice, "Get up and drink your medicine."

Chu Yue trembled, opened her eyes, and slowly looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty..."

"Take your medicine."

The emperor's slightly cold voice made Chu Yue feel bitter. If she had been sick two months ago, she would have clung to the emperor and made him hold and coax her for a long time before she would drink her medicine.

Instead of what we see now, where when two people look at each other, one has a cold gaze and the other feels bitterness in their heart.

Chu Yue sat up, took the medicine bowl herself, and carefully drank it down.

The bitter taste spreading in her mouth made Chu Yue frown. Because she was ill, her body looked even thinner. The emperor still subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the corner of her mouth.

Chu Yue looked at the emperor, her eyes filled with joy, trepidation, and... grievance.

Just as the emperor was about to remove his hand, Chu Yue grabbed it and pressed it against her face, gazing at him with teary eyes.

The emperor felt a pang of pain in his heart. Consort Zhao had always left him defenseless, let alone now, when she was so weak and trying to please him.

"Your Majesty... please don't be angry anymore, okay? I'll change." Chu Yue threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around the emperor's neck, looked up at him, and said cautiously, "From now on... I won't drink the contraceptive soup anymore..."

The emperor's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head, his dark eyes fixed intently on Chu Yue.

"Your Majesty... I was wrong..." Chu Yue placed a bitter kiss on the emperor's lips, gently biting them twice before pulling away and looking at him.

The emperor did not speak, but slowly embraced Chu Yue, holding her tightly in his arms.

He stayed at Fengze Palace, and two months later, Fengze Palace once again received the emperor's favor.

"Your Majesty... tonight..." Lian Qiao was apprehensive. Her Majesty's body was still somewhat weak; how could she possibly bear such favor?

Chu Yue sat in front of the dressing table, a slight blush rising on her pale face: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Your Majesty... His Majesty still loves you, please don't be so foolish anymore..."

"I know I won't let His Majesty down again."

Lian Qiao was relieved. With His Majesty staying here, the Empress's illness had been cured.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is still waiting. This servant will help you out."

"Um……"

The emperor was already sitting by the bed. When he saw her come out, he looked over.

After Lian Qiao helped Chu Yue to sit down, she instructed the palace servants to leave.

Having not spent time together like this for a long time, neither of us took the initiative during those moments of deep affection.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue reached out and grasped the emperor's hand.

The emperor looked down and saw that her slender, fair hand contrasted sharply with his own. He then reached out and grasped Zhaofei's small hand tightly.

"Go to sleep." The emperor picked up Chu Yue and placed her on the inside, while he lay on the outside.

Only a faint candlelight remained in the hall, and the emperor's face could not be seen in the dim light. Chu Yue carefully turned over and gently touched the emperor's chest.

"Consort Zhao, you're still sick, go to sleep." The emperor grasped the small hand on his chest.

Chu Yue broke free from the emperor's grasp and instead pulled his hand to her chest: "Your Majesty... I have a heart ailment... Could you please take a look at it for me?"

The emperor's hand trembled, and he subconsciously grasped the soft flesh beneath his hand.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue simply snuggled into the emperor's arms and rubbed against his neck.

"Consort Zhao," the emperor's breathing grew hot, his chest heaving slightly.

Chu Yue simply lay her whole body on the emperor's chest, and a sweet and tempting kiss followed.

The next moment, her waist was tightly gripped, and she was laid down beneath the emperor.

"Your Majesty...would you like to see? My heart...is aching terribly."

Chu Yue tore off the belt of her robe and snuggled closer to the emperor.

The emperor's breathing became heavy as she clung to him. He was already powerless against Consort Zhao, and the two had not been together for a long time. Now, Consort Zhao was still pestering him like this.

The emperor's voice was hoarse: "Let me see."

Chu Yue bit her lip and shyly turned her head away, but the emperor lowered his head and kissed her domineeringly.

The ambiguous sounds inside the hall lingered for a long time. The emperor, who had not been able to vent his desires for a long time, could no longer control himself, leaving Chu Yue completely exhausted.

After a long while, Chu Yue hugged the emperor tightly, panting softly, "Your Majesty... I want it all."

Sensing that the emperor intended to leave, Chu Yue gasped and clung tightly to him.

Unable to bear it any longer, the emperor, breathing heavily, embraced the person in his arms again.

After a long while, when his breathing had calmed down a bit, the emperor wrapped Chu Yue up and personally carried her to take a bath.

Lian Qiao led the palace servants in to tidy up. Seeing the messy bed and the sound of water in the inner room, they were so happy they almost exclaimed.

"Hurry up and pack, His Majesty and the Empress will be out soon."

Lianqiao was also happy that His Majesty and the Empress had finally reconciled.

A short while later, the emperor carried Chu Yue out and gently placed her on the bed, his eyes filled with worry: "I will have the imperial physician take a look."

Consort Zhao was still unwell; he acted rashly.

"Your Majesty...no." The allure on Chu Yue's face hadn't completely faded, and her voice was as gentle as water: "I'm fine...Didn't Your Majesty already see?"

The emperor paused, then subconsciously looked in that direction. Indeed, everything was fine; he had personally verified it.

"Does it still hurt?"

Consort Zhao was delicate and could not bear the slightest pain.

"Your Majesty, a little rubbing will make it better..."

The emperor noticed that Consort Zhao had become increasingly alluring since she fell ill. Although she had bothered him before, she had never been so clingy as she was now.

Seeing Consort Zhao's alluring gaze, the Emperor lay on the outer side, but still reached out his hand.

Chu Yue was weak and had been tormented for so long that she had no energy left to speak to the emperor. She simply fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

The emperor, however, could not fall asleep for a long time. He carefully examined Consort Zhao's face. Her appearance had not changed, only her personality had changed a little.

Perhaps Consort Zhao truly realized her mistake; she looked so distressed and aggrieved when she saw Consort Li there as well.

"Yue'er, you mustn't torment me anymore." The emperor held Chu Yue tightly and murmured softly.

next day

It was the first time the emperor had slept in, but when he saw Consort Zhao's smiling face, he couldn't help but smile as well: "I'll be going now."

"His Majesty……"

"Go to the Cloud Palace, I'll be back in a bit," the emperor instructed as usual regarding his whereabouts.

"it is good……"

After the emperor left, Lianqiao and Peilan came in to help Chu Yue with her washing and dressing. Lianqiao, who had been smiling, choked up when she saw Chu Yue: "Your Majesty..."

Her mistress suffered a grievance, but now everything is fine, just like before.

"Alright, stop crying, silly girl."

"Yes, this servant will not cry. It is a happy thing." Lian Qiao wiped away her tears and helped Chu Yue with her makeup: "Your Majesty, your complexion has improved again."

“With His Majesty here, Her Majesty is naturally well,” Pei Lan said with a smile.

Chu Yue glared at them, "Stop laughing."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."