The first night back in the Capital, this affair initiated by Xie Wanqing went completely out of control, even the chance to call a halt was stripped away.
By the time the sky outside was nearly dawn, the activity inside the bedchamber gradually quieted down.
Xie Wanqing tilted her head, burying half her face into the soft pillow, trying hard to calm her rapid breathing.
The man behind her was kissing the nape of her neck, he reached out to lift her chin, his fingertips slowly stroked over her flushed lips, then he hooked her sweat-damp hair behind her ear, encircled her shoulder, turned over on top, and kissed her lips again.
Xie Wanqing lifted her arm and nudged his elbow, "Stop kissing, rest for a while, it’s time for court."
"Wanwan truly is a virtuous Empress..." Lu Ziyuan praised, pinched her chin and lifted it, kissed down again, seeing her unwilling to submit, he laughed and explained, "No need to go to court every day, paying them salaries isn’t just to let them loaf around."
As a notorious tyrant who often had to personally lead military campaigns, he was clearly lacking in the conscientious governance aspect of affairs.
In the court, almost all the military generals were his trusted aides, the civil servants were also newcomers promoted in recent years.
Those pedantic old ministers from the late Emperor’s reign, didn’t even wait for Lu Ziyuan to ascend the throne, in just the year he acted as regent, they were mostly dealt with easily.
Chaotic times have their advantages, many things don’t require strict adherence to rules.
Power in hand is the rule.
Therefore, many old ministers privately believed that the late Emperor entrusting his son to be raised in the Wuyuan Marquis Mansion was indeed a good move.
Military power returned to the Imperial Family.
After Lu Ziyuan ascended the throne, the previously declining imperial power surged enormously, truly becoming unchallenged.
Compared to his father who was restrained by civil and military officials, always thinking about balancing situations, what he said, no one in the court dared to contradict.
In this life, he is not only an emperor with real power, but also an emperor revered by the people.
Xie Wanqing drowsily thought, when his hand slid down along the waistline once more, hurriedly stopped him, "Sleep, I’m really tired."
After their reunion, this person was insatiable, like someone who had one meal but never the next.
However, she felt guilty, as soon as he mentioned ’five years’, she had no way out, with a sense of compensation, she let him have his way, basically never refusing his advances.
But during the journey back to the Capital, those ten days in the carriage where his demands were endless were tolerable, but now they’re back in the palace.
As the emperor and empress, the epitome of the people, how could they indulge so wantonly?
Lu Ziyuan didn’t care about being a role model, he heard her and stopped, seriously observing the lady below.
Having been requested by him all night, her expression didn’t show fatigue.
Instead, the corners of her eyes revealed a hint of allure that she herself hadn’t noticed.
Fine beads of sweat on her forehead added more charm to her demeanor.
White and smooth skin adorned with blooming red plum blossoms.
Following down her collarbone, disappearing beneath the quilt...
In these five years, his Wanwan had indeed nourished her body well, possibly due to being a mother.
Anyway, compared to five years ago, that delicate little girl had greatly matured.
With these thoughts, Lu Ziyuan couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, pecked at her nose, and said warmly, "Really tired?"
She didn’t appear as if she couldn’t go another round.
Xie Wanqing slightly lifted her eyelids, encircled his neck, pulling him down, scolding into his ear, "Brute!"
Couldn’t see her being spirited, could he?
"..." Lu Ziyuan was silent.
He buried his face into her neck, laughter muffled, "Alright, I’m a brute."