This moan seemed to be encouraging Chu Yixuan. He sped up his movements. He was no longer satisfied with just kissing her lips. His tongue slowly moved towards her throat and collarbone. His hands also moved to her chest, ready to unbutton her clothes.

  A rustling sound. Yan Xijun heard the sound of Chu Yixuan's clothes belt. She panicked and grabbed Chu Yixuan's hand with both hands, saying "Your Majesty, don't."

  "Be good, don't make a fuss." Chu Yixuan's low voice soothed her as he held both of her small hands with one hand and helped her undress with the other.

  When he pressed down on her, Yan Xijun couldn't help but shed two clear tears. She hated her own weakness and also hated her own arrogance.

  How naive she is. Just a moment ago, she thought Zeng was the one she had been searching for and that she could live an ordinary life and have ordinary happiness.

  But now she has discovered that she was too naive. She forgot that she is the emperor's concubine, the emperor's 'woman'. This is an unalterable fact.

  She doesn't deserve the love of the King of Hell at all. She is no longer a complete body. Even if he can accept everything about her, she cannot forgive herself and will feel guilty towards him.

  It turned out that from the day she entered the palace, her whole life was destined to be unable to obtain the happiness that ordinary people have. She spent her entire life with a label, that is, Emperor Chu Yixuan's 'woman'.

  Thinking of this, Yan Xijun couldn't help but feel sorrowful. Tears fell down in a patter, wetting the soft pillow.

  Chu Yixuan saw her like this and was slightly stunned, then asked: "What's wrong? Is it painful?"

  Yan Xijun was too busy crying and didn't respond to his words at all, neither speaking nor turning back to him.

  "You blame me." Chu Yixuan leaned on her body, bending down to whisper in her ear.

  Yes, I'm blaming you. Not only blaming you but also hating you. Yan Xijun resentfully complained in her heart. The resentment in her heart gave rise to hatred. She pushed away Chu Yixuan who was pressing on her. Then she quickly pulled over the quilt and wrapped herself up completely. Then, she turned around and fell asleep with her back against the wall.

  Chu Yixuan's temper had already flared up. He watched her make a series of resistant movements. Just now, he was caught off guard and pushed away by her. How could he possibly do as she wished now?

  He suddenly pulled open the quilt covering her body, then wrapped his arms around her and forced her to turn over to face him. "Do you dislike me that much?"

  She silently shed tears, staring at him with a stubborn and resentful gaze.

  "Good girl, don't cry." Chu Yixuan 'kissed' away the tears at the corner of her eyes and pressed her down again.

  "Do you know? You are a special 'woman'. In the palace, which imperial concubine is not trying her best to please me? Only you, who deliberately avoids me."

  Yan Xijun tilted her head to one side, closed her eyes, and refused to listen to what he had to say.

  Chu Yixuan supported her head and looked at her slowly saying: "Is it that you don't love me? Or is it that you already have someone in your heart?"

  What he said are both true. Entering the palace was just being forced by her sister. She doesn't love him is also a fact. The 'woman' in the palace loves only his power and status. And she doesn't love these either.

  Her silence made him think she had acquiesced. He waved his big hand, pressed down on her frail shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "I don't care what you were like before. Now that you're my 'woman', you can only love one person, and that's me."

  Chu Yixuan's domineering oath was finished. Then, raindrop-like 'kisses' fell on her body again.

  "Give me a son." He said softly as he lay on top of her.

  "Give birth to an imperial son for me."

  His low and husky voice was like a thunderbolt, instantly shocking Yan Xijun awake. She didn't even think before directly refusing, blurting out: "Don't want to."

  Chu Yixuan's pair of pitch-black eyes, like a multitude of stars, flickered for a moment. With a dark face, he said: "Why."

  "In the imperial harem, there are three thousand beauties. They can bear countless princes for Your Majesty. There are even more excellent 'girls' than me, as numerous as the stars in the sky. I am not worthy of bearing children for Your Majesty."

  Yan Xijun calmly and unhurriedly made excuses, and had already found a good reason. She originally wanted to cut off her relationship with him, of course she didn't want to add unnecessary branches, carrying an unnecessary burden.

  Chu Yixuan smiled softly and said, "I have taken a liking to you from the start. Those ordinary beauties are not worthy of my attention. In the entire harem, only you can give birth to a dragon heir for me."

  He couldn't help but admire himself more and more. He was getting better at lying, one after another. In fact, the one who had given birth to his dragon son was Xue'er from Qidong Palace. The woman in front of him was just a pawn, temporarily being used by him.

  "Your Majesty is too kind to me." Yan Xijun forced a smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

  "I say you have the qualifications, then you do." Chu Yixuan domineeringly hugged her tightly and left a light kiss on the corner of her lips: "Listen to me. As long as you become pregnant with my imperial son and give birth to the future crown prince, I'll grant you anything you want."

  Yan Xijun didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but she felt that something was fishy about this matter. Among the many 'daughters', why did he choose her?

  "Your Majesty, why must it be me? Why can't it be someone else?" Yan Xijun leaned to one side, her two eyes shining brightly as she gazed at the dignified emperor beside her.

  "Do you really want to know the reason?" Chu Yixuan didn't evade her inquiring gaze, his dark eyes calm without a ripple.

  "Uh-huh." Yan Xijun nodded heavily, her mischievous and alluring big eyes still narrowed in tension, but unable to conceal the longing desire to know.

  "Listen up." Chu Yixuan couldn't help but gently scratch the tip of her slightly upturned nose with his finger, and said with a thin smile: "Because you're smart enough."

  She pouted slightly in disappointment. "Your Majesty, you're teasing me. There must be more than just this one reason."

  "Really clever." Chu Yixuan praised, "You guessed it completely right." He gave her a look of appreciation. "Of course, there's an even more important reason. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Because you're the fourth sister of the empress."

  "It's all because of my sister again." Yan Xijun muttered to herself. She found that in this palace, everything seemed to be related to her sister, and they were all connected to her sister in some way.

  Suddenly an idea flashed through her mind. Could he have known about her sister's 'plot'? Her sister wanted her to conceive a dragon son, and he also wanted her to conceive a dragon son. Was this a coincidence?

  It's unlikely to be a coincidence. He just mentioned his sister earlier. Could he have really found out... everything?

  If they really want her to get pregnant, it's also impossible for Zeng. He has promised to satisfy whatever she wants. At that time, it would be just right to get rid of them.

  "What are you thinking about." Chu Yixuan was unwilling to be ignored by someone. The big hand placed on her slender waist tightened its grip, forcing her back to reality.

  "Ow... it hurts." Yan Xijun winced in pain as he pulled his hand back. "You hit too hard."

  "If not like this, would you wake up?" Chu Yixuan gently rubbed her slender waist, trying to comfort the pain she had just experienced.

  “……”

  Speechless. Yan Xijun is completely speechless. The emperor is indeed the most ruthless. His mind is even more unpredictable.

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