Chapter 9: After Binding the Child-Bearing System, Becoming a Winner in Life Chapter 9 Cannon Fodder Minor Consort (9)

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

The young woman was panic-stricken, yet afraid the Emperor would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained that just now she had not intentionally committed a breach of etiquette before the Imperial Guard.

As the saying goes, the more you worry about something, the more it happens.

The young woman looked helpless and pitiful, especially those water-bright eyes, paired with a sweet soft voice already tinged with sobs — truly delicate and tender, melting into Xiao Yanchen's heart; even years later, Xiao Yanchen could still remember this first meeting with Shen Yao.

Xiao Yanchen showed no change in expression, only his breathing grew a touch heavier. "Shen-shi, you may rise first."

Because Shen Yao was kneeling like this, Xiao Yanchen only had to lower his head slightly to see the beauty she revealed; especially in this gauzy light dress, which served no covering function at all.

Hearing his words, Shen Yao slowly rose from the ground.

Just now, to sell the act completely, she had not held back when kneeling; given her current frail and delicate constitution, her legs were surely bruised red.

She tidied the collar at her shoulders, Shen Yao at a loss glancing left and right, a pair of wet eyes, a thin mist veiling the pupils, faint water vapor swirling within — truly pitiable and lovely.

One must admit, the posture Shen Yao assumed was enough to make a man feel compassion, even if that man was an emperor who had seen it all.

Xiao Yanchen also found it strange; normally he was most impatient with women crying.

Ordinarily, even if the most favored Noble Consort Zhou assumed such a posture, inexplicable annoyance would rise in his heart.

But right now it was not like that; Shen Yao's weeping made his heart ache and soften, even making him unable to resist wanting to pull her into his arms to protect and cherish.

He opened his mouth, Xiao Yanchen coughed, took quick steps to Shen Yao's side, and before he could speak, he saw the woman before him lean in, pressing her soft light body entirely into his embrace.

Xiao Yanchen: …?!!!

A fragrant beauty suddenly in his arms, Xiao Yanchen's body instantly reacted.

He backhandedly pulled her closer, making the two bodies press even tighter.

Shen Yao involuntarily let out a soft moan, voice trembling, numbing half of Xiao Yanchen's body.

Shen Yao also hadn't expected her plan to go this smoothly; she no longer cared about anything else, extending two slender well-proportioned arms to tightly wrap around the man's firm narrow waist before her.

Although the time she met Xiao Yanchen's gaze was extremely short, Shen Yao still saw his appearance clearly.

Unexpectedly handsome, features angular, peach blossom eyes looking at anyone with deep feeling.

Although not the gentle jade-like type Shen Yao liked, he was still handsome enough (the kind that makes you unable to close your legs).

Mm, having an intimate relationship with such a person, not a loss.

Shen Yao's throwing herself into his arms gave Xiao Yanchen a moment of bewilderment, but after reacting, a hidden pleasure rose in his heart.

Although this Shen Changzai had not a shred of the reserve a consort should have before him, such bold and passionate action was enough to offset certain breaches of propriety.

"Shen-shi, so passionate toward Us?"

A low hoarse male voice by her ear made Shen Yao's snowy white round ears burn red.

As a consort meeting the Yuanhe Emperor for the first time, she shyly wanted to pull away, but because of the disparity in strength between them, Shen Yao's struggle not only failed to separate the two, but instead drew them a step closer.

Shen Yao even felt the hard muscles at his chest and the ceaselessly beating heart.

One must admit, it was a bit stimulating.

She raised her head, Shen Yao and Xiao Yanchen faced each other directly, both very satisfied looking at the faces so close.

The next second, Shen Yao directly moved both hands from his waist up to his neck.

Shen Yao pressed her advantage; when Xiao Yanchen did not refuse, she directly closed her eyes, pressed her own cherry lips to his, and kissed with turning suction, lips and teeth grinding.

Xiao Yanchen: …

Xiao Yanchen stared fixedly at the beauty in his arms, forgetting the next reaction.

This was the first time he had been kissed by a woman on her own initiative; watching Shen Yao's face at close range, Xiao Yanchen marveled — her eyelashes were truly long, dense and soft, trembling faintly, like little brushes.

And Shen Yao's face, at first glance not stunning, on closer look flawless, crystal clear, not a trace of cosmetics or pores to be found.

Feeling the clumsy kissing technique at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yanchen swiftly pressed down his body, simultaneously turning the tables, taking the offered softness into his mouth, becoming dominant.

Lips and teeth ground for a while; sensing the beauty in his arms begin to show signs of wanting to struggle free, Xiao Yanchen raised an eyebrow, and actively released her.

Shen Yao slowly opened her eyes, body slightly panting, seeing Xiao Yanchen's lips holding a smile, staring fixedly at her.

Shen Yao: … lecher!

Shen Yao, sunk in arousal, her fair face instantly flushed crimson.

Like a pale pink peach blossom blooming in the third month, shyly holding its bud ready to open.

"Your Majesty, this concubine, this concubine lost control, please punish this concubine."

Voice like it carried honey, Xiao Yanchen's handsome Adam's apple bobbed, only feeling his whole body catch fire, not only dry-mouthed but also unable to control his heart beating ever faster like a callow youth.

"Beloved Consort, what kind of punishment do you want?"

"This concubine, this concubine"

Shen Yao's words had not finished, when along with her whole person her vision began to flip.

Xiao Yanchen frowned slightly, feeling even more that Shen Yao at this moment was enticing and soul-stealing.

He lowered his head again, taking those lips he had been staring at dead-on into his mouth.

Smelling the faint floral fragrance drifting from Shen Yao's body, Xiao Yanchen's hands roamed; not only did he remove the outer garment worn on Shen Yao, but he also touched her round full fragrant shoulders and beautiful neck and collarbones.

Eyes unconsciously darkening, Xiao Yanchen had never known his desire could be this intense.

The urge to possess a woman's heart gaining the upper hand, his fingers moved slightly, unable to resist touching up and down Shen Yao's skin, doing as he pleased on this white tender smooth body.

Shen Yao was kissed by Xiao Yanchen's dominance until she could barely stand on her two feet.

If not for Xiao Yanchen hooking his arm around Shen Yao's slender waist that could be spanned by a hand, Shen Yao would likely have collapsed to the ground unable to rise.

"Focus"

Not forgetting to remind Shen Yao with a word, following Xiao Yanchen's breathing gradually growing heavier, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were tinged with lust, the two like lovebirds, garments falling to the ground piece by piece.

At some point, Shen Yao had already been swept up in Xiao Yanchen's arms.

Her vision grew increasingly low, all Shen Yao could see was the shadow pressing down on her and the aggression coming toward her.

The black hair coiled atop her head had scattered across the couch, ink-black silk and rosy cheeks complementing each other.

Xiao Yanchen's movements grew more intense, fragments of words drifting from both their lips.

In a daze, Shen Yao felt the bellyband binding her chest had been taken away, someone leaving heavy marks upon her body.

Mm.

Eyes half-narrowed, Shen Yao's mind was somewhat hazy, but the pleasure rushing into her mind made her unable to help but drift with the waves.

Ai yo, so intense inside the room?

Wei Zhu at the doorway listened to this development completely unlike what she had imagined, feeling that this Shen Imperial Concubine brought here as cannon fodder had something about her.

Who would have thought, actually able to make the Emperor's anger dissipate.

"Eunuch."

A little eunuch came over, eyes darting as he looked at the tightly closed room door, then gave a silly laugh, pointing at the bathhouse not far away.

"The Emperor is in high spirits; don't stand here being a blind slave."

Wei Zhu said unpleasantly, then signaled with her eyes that this person could leave.

She snorted in her heart, not even having this bit of discernment, a lifetime of nothing but boiling water.

Wei Zhu straightened her body, a duster resting in her hand, her gaze looking straight ahead.

Inside the room, spring was in full bloom.

Behind the fallen curtains, two figures could be faintly seen overlapping.

Shen Yao no longer knew how long had passed, she only felt her whole body burning hot, leaving scattered dots with the warm breath.

"Mm... mm..."

Shen Yao moaned softly, being thrust into hard, unable to help but emit broken sounds from her throat.

On the second day at dawn, Shen Yao woke from the bed.

First looking at the unfamiliar room in a daze, Shen Yao blinked, then realized that last night she had successfully served in the bedchamber.

It was just that the bedchamber service lasted a long time, and by the end she had lost consciousness.

However, feeling her body's condition, Shen Yao felt the pills these past few days had not been eaten in vain, her physical strength recovered quite well, not as sour and difficult as she had imagined.

However her waist was still somewhat sore and weak; it seemed a man in his vigorous years was not easy to flirt with. Although yesterday she had fared quite well, compared to him, she was definitely the one at a disadvantage.

Getting up, two pills appeared out of thin air in her hand; Shen Yao ate them without changing expression, then called out to the doorway.

The room door was pushed open in response, and the one who entered was the Sleeping Attendant Matron from yesterday.

"Noble Lady Shen has awakened; the Emperor has already gone to court, and in advance instructed this servant to prepare the morning meal for Noble Lady Shen. Does Noble Lady Shen now wish to get up and dine?"

The Sleeping Attendant Matron raised a face full of smiles; although she looked somewhat ugly, the fawning in her eyes that could not be hidden still made Shen Yao somewhat surprised.

Noble Lady Shen?

She served for one night, and her rank rose? That was quite fast.

Satisfied with her promotion speed, Shen Yao simultaneously forgave the Yuanhe Emperor's wild behavior yesterday; although her body was tired, compared to what she gained, her payment was worthwhile.

"Trouble, Matron."

Shen Yao smiled and nodded, her hand helped up from the bed by the Sleeping Attendant Matron, and she felt the taste of being carefully served throughout.

After finishing the morning meal in the side hall, Shen Yao did not linger, got up, and boarded the sedan chair that had come last night to leave.

The sedan chair swayed left and right; Shen Yao half-closed her eyes, pondering her performance yesterday.

Undoubtedly, the Emperor was extremely satisfied with her; otherwise he would not have given her the rank of Noble Lady.

In the next two days, unexpectedly, the Emperor would continue to summon her to serve in the bedchamber.

But similarly, her rank probably could not be raised again in a short time.

But besides her rank, Shen Yao seemed able to scheme a decent-sounding title for herself.

When she became pregnant, according to palace regulations, she could then be promoted another rank; relying on the identity of Imperial Concubine Rank, she would be able to move into the vacant main hall of Weiyang Palace next door.

The main hall of Weiyang Palace was much larger than the Hehuan Palace where she currently stayed; even if she later bore an imperial heir, she need not fear having nowhere to be placed.