Longyu Palace

As soon as Yu Mi returned to Yu Ning Palace, she saw Shang Yan Yao sitting upright in a chair in the hall, a hint of displeasure on his handsome face.
"Didn't I tell you not to run around and to wait for me obediently in Yu Ning Palace?" Shang Yan Yao said angrily. Although the palace maid said she had gone to Yue Ning Palace, the fact that he couldn't see her immediately upon arriving at Yu Ning Palace still angered him.
Seeing the king's anger, Yu Mi's face immediately lit up with a sweet smile. She stepped forward, gently hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry! Mi'er only went to Yue Ning Palace, and only for a short while before returning immediately." "You! Do you think that by acting coquettishly, I will forgive you?" Although Shang Yan Yao's tone was displeased, his eyes were full of infinite tenderness.
Yu Mi nestled tightly against the king's strong chest. Because she had just seen the beautiful Consort Lan, she couldn't help but feel wary. Although the king was very kind to her, she felt quite uneasy, afraid that the king would be taken away by someone else. Only at this moment did she truly understand how dependent on and accustomed she was to the King's kindness.
She was so happy that the King cared so much about her; the King was hers, she loved him, and she didn't want to give up her position to someone else, Yu Mi firmly told herself in her heart.
"Your Majesty, Mi'er is so happy that Your Majesty is here!" she said contentedly.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you being so proactive today, and so sweet-talking?" Although Shang Yanyao was happy that Mi'er had taken the initiative to hug him, he seemed to notice that Mi'er seemed a little uneasy today.
Had something happened at Yuening Palace?
"Just now..." Just as Shang Yanyao was about to ask her, Chief Eunuch Cha walked in and reported to the King: "Your Majesty, Consort Lan requests an audience, saying she wants to see Princess Yu Mi." "Sister Lan is looking for me? Your Majesty, please invite her in quickly." Yu Mi requested to Shang Yanyao.
"Summon her!" Shang Yanyao obediently commanded, while pulling Yu Mi to his side.
"Your Majesty, long live the King!" Consort Lan said, bowing.
"Rise!" Shang Yanyao said coldly, not even glancing at her.
"Lan'er didn't know His Majesty was in Yu Ning Palace. Lan'er can come again next time." Consort Lan stood up.
"No, Sister Lan, what do you want with me?" Yu Mi opened her bright eyes and walked towards Consort Lan, asking in confusion. Hadn't she just returned from Yu Ning Palace?
"This... His Majesty is here, it's probably not convenient. I think I'll come another day!" Consort Lan lowered her eyes slightly, pretending to be reluctant to speak.
"Say what you have to say, say it now!" Faced with Consort Lan's feigned mystery, Shang Yanyao couldn't contain his temper and ordered rudely.
"Alright, then Lan'er will speak!" Consort Lan glanced at Yu Mi beside her. "It's like this, Lan'er just wanted to ask the princess if she has seen one of my precious jade pendants? It was a gift from the king to Lan'er on her nineteenth birthday. Just now, when the princess came to Yu Ning Palace, Lan'er took it out for the princess to admire, and then... it disappeared. Therefore, Lan'er just... wanted to ask the princess if she has seen that round jade pendant?" Consort Lan feigned a sad expression.
"How dare you! You mean to say that Mi'er stole your things? Have you been living too carefree? Should I throw you into the cold palace?" Shang Yan Yao's handsome face instantly darkened. He slammed his fist on the table beside him in anger, stood up abruptly, and rebuked Consort Lan.
Faced with Consort Lan's malicious accusation, Shang Yan Yao spoke harshly in uncontrollable rage.
He believed that Mi'er might be playful and have a certain curiosity and interest in things, but she was simple-minded and would not imply that Consort Lan had stolen the jade pendant.
The king's sudden roar startled everyone.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! Lan'er didn't mean it that way!" Consort Lan said, her face filled with fear.
Seeing the king's rage, Yu Mi immediately stepped in front of Consort Lan, pleading with the king on her behalf, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I think Sister Lan didn't mean it that way. She's just very anxious about losing her jade pendant." Then Yu Mi turned to Consort Lan and said, "Sister Lan, I know you're very anxious about losing that jade pendant, but I really didn't take it!" As she spoke, to prove her innocence, Yu Mi spread her hands and made a circle.
Suddenly, something seemed to fall from Yu Mi's sleeve, landing on the ground with a crisp clang.
It was a round jade pendant—the very one Consort Lan had lost! In the hall of
Yu
Ning Palace, everyone stared in disbelief at the jade pendant that had shattered in two.
"This is...my jade pendant!" Consort Lan's eyes immediately reddened. She knelt down and sadly picked up the two broken pieces.
"How could this...this...how is this possible? I didn't..." Yu Mi's eyes widened, staring in astonishment at the jade pendant on the ground. She simply couldn't believe what was happening. She hadn't taken Consort Lan's jade pendant at all, so why was it on her?
Seeing this, Shang Yan Yao narrowed his dark eyes, staring intently at Yu Mi, and said gruffly, "Mi'er, you really took Consort Lan's jade pendant?!" He had just trusted her so much, yet the pendant was on her.
"No, Your Majesty, I didn't take it, but I don't know why...anyway, I didn't take Consort Lan's jade pendant!" Yu Mi shook her head vehemently in denial. She really hadn't taken it!
"Your Majesty, please don't blame Princess Yu Mi. Perhaps she was just curious or playful. I believe she didn't mean to steal my jade pendant. Your Majesty, please don't scold Princess Yu Mi!" Consort Lan picked up the jade pendant from the ground, adopting the demeanor of a virtuous consort, and pleaded with the king on Yu Mi's behalf.
Consort Lan sneered inwardly. At this moment, she would let the king know that she was a magnanimous and benevolent consort, the most qualified person to be queen.
"I didn't, Sister Lan, why are you saying this? I didn't! Your Majesty, please believe Mi'er, Mi'er really didn't steal the jade pendant." Yu Mi didn't know how to defend herself, but she really didn't steal Consort Lan's jade pendant! She only hoped that the king could believe her; after all, they had spent quite some time together, and the king should know her.
Shang Yanyao gazed at her flustered little face, her clear, bright, seemingly innocent eyes pleading for his help. He knew she wanted him to believe she hadn't stolen the jade pendant, but the facts were undeniable: the pendant had indeed fallen from her person. Shang Yanyao pursed his lips. Although he wanted to believe her, she had a history of mischievous behavior; could this be just another instance of her playful antics?
"Although Consort Lan isn't pursuing this matter, it's a fact that you took the jade pendant. I demand you apologize to Consort Lan!" Shang Yanyao commanded sternly. He couldn't allow such mischievous behavior to continue; he had to be strict with her!
"Your Majesty, you...""Don't you believe Mi'er?" Yu Mi was stunned. Not only did the King not believe her, but he also firmly stated that she had stolen the jade pendant!
Faced with the King's distrust, Yu Mi felt disappointed and indignant. She was furious that the King wouldn't believe her!
"Quickly apologize to Consort Lan!" Shang Yan Yao couldn't contain his temper and once again gave a rough order, his deep eyes sternly fixed on Yu Mi.
If she really apologized, wouldn't that mean she really stole something?
"I don't want to apologize. I didn't steal the jade pendant, why should I apologize? I don't want to!" Yu Mi answered resolutely and firmly, meeting the King's angry glare without fear.
"How dare you disobey my orders?" Faced with her willful and arrogant reply, Shang Yanyao's anger was instantly ignited. His deep eyes were filled with terrifying fury, and his lips were pursed tightly in anger.
He tensed up with rage, stepped forward, grabbed her delicate wrist, and roared, "This is not Yuemian Kingdom. You cannot act wildly here. I demand an apology, and you must apologize!"
Shang Yanyao pulled her forcefully, throwing her violently to the ground.
"Princess," the palace maids Chunhong and Xialu rushed forward and knelt beside the princess when they saw Yu Mi fall to the ground.
"Your Majesty, Lan'er will not hold it against the princess. Please do not be angry!" Consort Lan said, feigning tolerance, but inwardly she was secretly amused by the king's anger towards Yu Mi.
Yu Mi fell to the ground, and then heard the king's contemptuous words about not being in the Moonlit Kingdom. Even if this wasn't the Moonlit Kingdom, she was still a princess, her mother's most beloved princess. She absolutely couldn't allow anyone to slander her personality and dignity!
"I didn't steal anything, why should I apologize?" Unable to suppress the anger of being slandered and forced to apologize, she angrily shed tears.
She mustered her courage and looked at the king's angry face, saying firmly, "I will never apologize!" Faced with her blatant defiance, Shang Yan Yao was almost bursting with rage, his handsome face contorted with fury.
He clenched his fists in anger and roared roughly, "Do you think I will forgive your willful behavior again and again? You will regret such foolish disobedience. You... deserve to die! Guards, lock Princess Yu Mi in the Cold Palace!" His rage had been completely pushed to its limit by the arrogant little thing on the ground, making him unable to control the surging waves of anger. He ordered his men to throw Yu Mi into the Cold Palace.
"Your Majesty, you..." Yu Mi looked coldly at the king. The king who once doted on her had transformed back into a rude, easily angered, domineering, and unreasonable ruler.
Shang Yanyao stared intently at her. If she were to beg for mercy and apologize now, perhaps he would change his orders. But looking at her only fueled his anger, for on that beautiful little face, there was not a trace of pleading; on the contrary, she stared at him with a look of disappointment and despair.
"Your Majesty, Chunhong and Xialu beg Your Majesty to also imprison us in the Cold Palace." The palace maids Chunhong and Xialu knelt on the ground, pleading with the king. They were willing to go to the Cold Palace with the princess.
"Chunhong, Xialu, you...""Yu Mi looked sadly at her two personal maids.
"Lock all three of them in the Cold Palace!" Shang Yanyao roared coldly.
Yu Mi and the two maids were immediately arrested by the guards and taken out of Yu Ning Palace.
Watching Yu Mi silently allow the guards to take her away, Shang Yanyao couldn't help but curse inwardly. Was her cold expression just now blaming him for misunderstanding her? But this time, he would absolutely not be soft-hearted or feel sorry for her, absolutely not!
What an unexpected result, Consort Lan laughed triumphantly inwardly. Originally, she only wanted to change the king's attitude towards the princess, but she didn't expect to gain so much more! Now, even the heavens were on her side. From now on, the king would belong to her alone again. It seemed that being crowned queen was just around the corner!
Shang Yanyao swam back and forth in the icy pool as if venting his anger.
For the past half month, he had to swim in this pool several times a day to reduce the burning desire in his body. Although he swam nearly half more than usual... An hour had passed, yet a powerful urge still lingered within him, relentlessly tormenting him without relief.
He swam several laps with all his might, finally collapsing to the edge of the pool, panting.
Although his body was burning with intense desire, and the harem was overflowing with countless concubines, he had no desire to seek relief from any of them. He knew perfectly well that no one could satisfy him, and no one could replace that petite, sweet body.
Damn it! Why was he so attached to that willful and stubborn little girl?
He stared blankly at the surface of the pool, as if he could see that delicate, sweet face again, her beautiful, captivating smile radiating at him.
She had always been so sweet, so tender, utterly mesmerizing.
But the thought of her defiant and willful behavior half a month ago made Shang Yan Yao's handsome face darken, and he growled, "Damn it!" He angrily slapped the water's surface, trying to wash away the beautiful face that kept bothering him.
Why couldn't she be as obedient as the other concubines, listening to him and obeying his orders? Why?
Shang Yanyao kept shouting inwardly, why did she have to challenge his temper and anger him time and time again?
Why? Shang Yanyao's thick eyebrows furrowed deeply. That petite and delicate body, he could almost crush her with one hand, yet she dared to openly defy his authority, forcing him to severely punish her and banish her to the Cold Palace.
Feeling a pang of pain deep inside, Shang Yanyao closed his eyes and took a deep breath. What should he do with that proud little thing?
Shang Yanyao frowned, puzzled, wondering why he was so fascinated by that little thing. What made her different from the other concubines?
Besides her delicate and pink face, what fascinated him even more was the fresh and sweet fragrance that naturally emanated from her, especially when he was intimate with her. In these past few days, he had become increasingly aware of her pure and innocent nature.
Having seen countless women, this was the first time he had encountered such a clever and charming little girl, filling his heart with a sense of satisfaction he hadn't felt in his twenty-eight years.
The thought of the disappointment on her face that day caused his heart to ache. Had he truly wronged her?
Deep down, he knew that even if her curiosity got the better of her, she wouldn't steal anything! And Lan'er's pleading for her that day had seemed too "kind." He hadn't truly acknowledged the power struggles among the concubines in the harem; this time, he had to send someone to keep a close eye on Lan'er.
However, even if he had truly wronged her, she shouldn't have so stubbornly and openly defied his orders. Therefore, even if she was now banished to the Cold Palace, living a melancholy and unhappy life, it was her own doing!
Sending her to the Cold Palace was his order, but why did he feel heartache? Wasn't he just trying to make her suffer a little? Yet, he found himself missing her so much.
"Damn it, that willful and disobedient little thing!" Shang Yanyao splashed in the water again, trying to escape her sweet and charming spell.
He stood up from the pool, and a maidservant immediately dried him off and dressed him.
His face was stiff with anger. As soon as he stepped out of the pool, he saw Chief Eunuch Cha looking down, his eyes searching the ground as if looking for something.
"What's wrong? Did you lose something?" Shang Yanyao asked irritably.
"Your Majesty, this old servant can't find a silver ring that I always wear. It was a gift from Your Majesty. I was just holding it and looking at it. How could it be gone?" Chief Eunuch Cha searched anxiously on the ground. "
Don't bother looking anymore. If it's gone, I'll just give you another one," Shang Yanyao said rudely.
"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty!" "Chief Steward Cha bowed with both hands to thank the King, but unexpectedly, the missing silver ring fell out of his sleeve!
"Oh, found it, it was in your sleeve! It must have fallen into your sleeve when you were looking at it just now." Chief Steward Cha raised his gray eyebrows, then bent down, picked up the silver ring from the ground, and said gently.
Shang Yanyao glanced at him coldly, his expression dark as he said, "What are you trying to imply by doing this?" He knew perfectly well what this damned servant was implying, and he had long believed that Yu Mi hadn't stolen anything. However, his royal authority wouldn't tolerate any disobedience!
"Your Majesty, this old servant wasn't implying anything. This old servant truly lost his ring, and then it inexplicably fell into this old servant's sleeve. Fortunately, I found it," Chief Eunuch Cha said with a smile.
"If you say you lost your ring again, I will execute you!" Shang Yanyao said fiercely, his dark eyes fixed on the old chief eunuch beside him.
"Yes, this old servant remembers. I won't say I lost anything again when Your Majesty is in a bad mood," Chief Eunuch Cha said respectfully.
"In a bad mood? Did I say I was in a bad mood?" Shang Yanyao's temper flared, and he said violently.
Damn it, he was in a bad mood, so what? Did this damned old servant even need to say it?
"Don't think that just because you've served me for so many years, I won't execute you!" "Please calm down, Your Majesty. This old servant may be getting old and seeing things. Your Majesty is not in a bad mood," Chief Eunuch Cha said gently.
Shang Yanyao suppressed his worsening emotions. The unsatisfied pain in a certain part of his body made his anger surge even more fiercely. He pursed his lips and said gruffly, "Let's go to the Imperial Garden!" He needed a quiet place. He needed to get some fresh air and relieve his anger.
"To the Cold Palace? Your Majesty, you can't go to the Cold Palace! In all the years, there has never been a precedent of the King of Wuyan going to the Cold Palace. That's against etiquette!" Chief Eunuch Cha said nervously.
"Damn it! Did I say I was going to the Cold Palace? I said I was going to the Imperial Garden!" Shang Yanyao was really going to be driven crazy by this old servant in front of him. He couldn't help but roar loudly.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. So you were going to the Imperial Garden? This old servant misheard. Recently, not only have my eyesight started to deteriorate, but my hearing has also declined." Despite the king's rage, Chief Eunuch Cha maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
"Damn you, do you really want me to execute you before you stop this wretched and pointless behavior?" Shang Yanyao glared at Chief Eunuch Cha. He knew the old servant's intentions all along—his talk of losing his ring in his sleeve and going to the Cold Palace—how infuriating! He'd mentioned everything he least wanted to hear!
"This old servant knows his crime, please calm your anger, Your Majesty," Chief Eunuch Cha said respectfully.
"Besides, even if I really wanted to go to the Cold Palace, no one could stop me, let alone any sense of propriety!" Shang Yanyao roared furiously.
Shang Yanyao glanced at him with displeasure, then strode out of Longyu Palace with a tense expression.
He had originally intended to go to the Imperial Garden, but in the end, he couldn't suppress a certain desire within him and unconsciously ended up in the Cold Palace.
He stood before the Cold Palace, his expression complex as he stared at the gate.
For the past two weeks, the person inside had constantly haunted his thoughts. By day, he longed for her sweet and beautiful appearance; by night, her soft, petite body relentlessly tormented him, like a thorn pricking every part of his body, causing him sleepless nights.
Where was that little thing? Had she realized her mistake? Was she willing to repent for her willfulness and arrogance? Was she... thinking of him? Unable
to suppress the urge to see his sweetheart, he said coldly, his face grim, "You will all wait here for me!" With that, he pushed open the gate of the Cold Palace, searching for his beloved whom he had missed for so many days.
He walked alone in the vast courtyard, finding no one. It was so deserted here; was she getting used to it? She had always been very active.
Turning a corner, he finally heard a voice, and it sounded like... laughter?
His massive body couldn't help but move curiously towards the source of the sound.
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Yu Mi sat alone in the pavilion in the backyard.
Tears, helpless and heartbroken, streamed from her crystal-clear eyes, sliding down her thin, no longer plump and rosy cheeks.
Since being imprisoned in the cold palace over the past ten days, although she told herself not to cry, not to think about the king, and not to recall their past happy days, she couldn't suppress the sorrow in her heart, often sobbing uncontrollably.
She didn't regret being banished to the cold palace by that tyrannical king for not apologizing; what angered her was why the king wouldn't believe her. Why?
His distrust brought her immense pain because she loved him so deeply!
The king who loved her so much, the king who treated her so gently, the king who shared her tender moments every night—why wouldn't he believe her words, wouldn't he believe her innocence?
Although Xia Lu had said that the whole thing might be a trap deliberately set by Consort Lan, because she had heard from Granny Ding that the imperial harem of the great kingdom was full of concubines, and the infighting was fierce and ruthless, so Granny Ding had specifically instructed the two of them to take good care of her.
Whether or not Consort Lan was deliberately framing her was not important at all. What was important was that the King did not believe that she had not stolen anything! If it were her mother, she would definitely believe that she would not steal anything. At this moment, she really missed the days when her mother loved her. When
Yu Mi thought of the grievances and suffering she had suffered, and her longing for her mother, she could not help but pick up her embroidered handkerchief, cover her face, and cry again.
"Princess, don't cry!" Chun Hong and Xia Lu came out of the room and saw that the princess was sobbing again. The two of them immediately stepped forward to comfort her.
"Princess, Chunhong is so sorry! I failed to protect you properly, which led to your unjust imprisonment in this cold palace. Waaah... I deserve to die!" Chunhong knelt on the ground, crying bitterly for failing to protect the princess.
"Princess, Xia Lu deserves to die too, no, she deserves to die even more! Granny Ding warned me to be careful of the palace intrigues. It's all Xia Lu's fault for being careless; she didn't know that Consort Lan's banquet was a trap. Waaah... Xia Lu is the one who deserves to die!" Xia Lu also knelt before the princess, repenting sadly.
"You...you all believe me, why doesn't the King believe me?" Yu Mi choked back tears.
"The King may not realize it right now. I believe that once he understands, he will believe the princess is innocent, just like us." Chunhong comforted her.
"You..."Seeing her two close maids comforting her like this, Yu Mi felt a warmth rise in her heart. "I'm sorry, I caused you two to be imprisoned in the Cold Palace with me." "No, Princess, Chun Hong and I did it willingly. No matter where you go, we will always be by your side." Seeing the princess suffer such a great injustice, Xia Lu cried uncontrollably.
"Xia Lu, the princess is already upset, and you're crying so hard that your tears and snot are mixed together. Are you trying to make the princess even sadder?" Chun Hong sniffled and gently scolded Xia Lu, who was crying so hard beside her.
"I just can't control myself! Seeing the princess crying so sadly and aggrievedly makes me very sad too!" Xia Lu almost wailed.
"You... thank you so much!" Yu Mi said, moved.
For the past few days, she had been angry and crying because of the king's distrust of her. She had almost forgotten that she had these two maids who had served her since childhood. She really shouldn't have made them worry about her. She believed that if her mother knew, she would not approve of her being a cowardly princess.
"Alright, no more crying! I won't cry either. From today onwards—no, from this moment on—no one is allowed to cry anymore, or they will be punished!" Yu Mi wiped away her tears with her embroidered handkerchief, revealing her first smile in over ten days.
"Punished?" Xia Lu seemed to remember something, immediately wiping away her tears with her sleeve, and said excitedly, "Right, Princess, let's play hopscotch! We haven't played in a long time, and the loser has to let the winner paint a big graffiti on their face!" "Mmm!" Yu Mi nodded sweetly, as if she had returned to the Yu Mi of over ten days ago, because she had decided that since the King didn't believe her, what was the use of crying because of his domineering and unreasonable behavior?
"Okay, then this servant will immediately prepare the brush and inkstone!" Chun Hong also smiled.
The three of them were playing hopscotch with great enthusiasm. Xia Lu missed kicking the stone into the square first, so Yu Mi drew a big "X" on her face. Then it was Yu Mi's turn; she had Chun Hong and Xia Lu each draw dark patterns on their cheeks.
From then on, Yu Mi was able to somewhat let go of her unhappiness, and her complexion and spirits gradually returned. Even though she still felt some sadness and an intangible longing for the King, she kept it deep inside because she couldn't let Chun Hong and Xia Lu worry about her.
That afternoon, the three of them were playing hopscotch again. Chun Hong and Xia Lu played with all their might, not letting her win because she was a princess, and as a result, her face was covered in ink.
Yu Mi smiled brightly, then suddenly she froze, feeling as if someone was watching them.
"The King?" The tall figure she had just glimpsed... could it be the King?
But could it really be the King? In this cold palace, apart from the eunuch who brought them meals, no one else had ever entered.
"Princess, what's wrong?" Chunhong and Xialu asked疑惑地.
"Uh, nothing! Let's continue playing!" How could the King possibly come to the cold palace? She was really overthinking it, because the King didn't trust her at all, so why would he come to see her in the cold palace?
Actually, Yu Mi wasn't seeing things, because there really was a tall, imposing man standing at the corner of the room.
Shang Yanyao crossed his arms, took a deep breath, and left dejectedly.
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Shang Yanyao lay alone in the bathtub, recalling the scene from the afternoon. He had thought that she might become melancholy and unhappy in the cold palace, but he was wrong, terribly wrong. That little thing he cared about not only had no sorrow on her pretty face, but was also smiling so happily!
Shang Yanyao's handsome face darkened, and he took a breath to calm the intense anger within him.
He was angry. Why did she show no remorse whatsoever?
He was angry. Why did she still seem so carefree?
What angered him even more was that without him by her side, she seemed perfectly content, without a trace of sorrow. Why?
Did she not care about him at all? Did he not exist in her heart at all? Yet he, damnably, cared for her so much, longing for her tender figure in his arms.
He remembered seeing her that afternoon; though her pretty face was smeared with ink, it still moved him deeply, especially her radiant smile, which was etched into his heart, impossible to forget.
So many nights, without her company, he had suffered sleepless nights, his body and soul burning with pain, and she knew nothing, cared nothing!
A month of being together day and night, their intimate and passionate lovemaking—did she feel nothing for him, no emotions at all? But he remembered how sensitive, how alluring she was in his arms!
Never before had a woman brought him such excitement and satisfaction, so arousing of his desire. He could almost feel the warmth and sweetness of holding her in his arms.
But her indifference deeply pierced his heart. Why was he so attached to her?
The heartache made him realize something: he didn't just want her body; he wanted her heart, he wanted to possess her completely, simply because… because he… he loved her!
Knowing the intense, burning love within him, he wanted to embrace her, to hold her tightly in his arms, and to enter her tight, sweet body!
A powerful hunger for her pierced his body, finally unleashing the pent-up desire he had suppressed for so many days.
He abruptly stepped out of the bath, dressed, and headed straight for the Cold Palace.
Even if it violated etiquette, even if there was no precedent for a king visiting the Cold Palace, he didn't care, because all he cared about was her!
Moreover, from the very first day she arrived in Wuyan Kingdom, he had already made an exception and settled her in Yuning Palace!
Chunhong and Xialu heard a knock at the door. The two went to the door, wondering who would be knocking so late at night.
They stared in astonishment at the King's intrusion into the cold palace in the middle of the night.
"Where is the princess?" Shang Yanyao asked, puzzled, not seeing the person he longed for.
"Your Majesty, the princess was a little tired today, so she went to bed after dinner. We will go and wake her now," Chunhong and Xialu said, kneeling on the ground, trembling.
The princess had already fallen asleep because she was too tired from playing in the afternoon, and they didn't know that the person knocking was the King; otherwise, they would have gone to wake the princess first.
"No need, I can go in myself." After saying that, Shang Yanyao went into the room.
Several oil lamps were burning in the room, making the whole room very bright. This was her habit, because she was afraid of the dark.
Shang Yanyao gazed down at the sleeping figure on the bed. One side of the bed sank in as he sat down, but the sleeping woman remained undisturbed.
She slept soundly, clearly exhausted from playing all afternoon. Gazing at her beautiful face, Shang Yanyao couldn't resist reaching out, his eyes filled with tenderness and longing, to stroke her delicate pink cheek.
He looked down at Yu Mi with deep affection, wondering why he was so captivated by such a tender face. And stroking her snow-white, soft cheek gave him a sense of peace, warmth, and sweetness.
Even though the desire burning within him was causing him unbearable pain, he couldn't bear to wake the sleeping woman.
Suddenly, the sleeping woman turned slightly, lying on her side, and her small hand grasped his large hand, calling out as if in a dream, "Your Majesty!" Then a soft smile appeared on her face.
Her tight grip on his hand and her soft, gentle call filled Shang Yanyao with joy. Did she also miss him? Or was she dreaming, dreaming of him, and calling his name?
He wanted to know why she was calling his name, so he whispered, "Honey, do you miss me?" The sleeping girl seemed to hear his question, still holding his large hand tightly, and then obediently answered, "Yes, very much. Honey misses Your Majesty!" A handsome smile appeared on Shang Yanyao's lips. He finally knew that he wasn't the only one thinking of her at night; the little one in bed was thinking of him too.He bent down and kissed her rosy cheeks. 　　"Your Majesty..." came another soft call.

Shang Yanyao was overjoyed, a smug and satisfied smile spreading across his handsome face. He showered her cheeks with more light kisses, then her earlobe and her slender, snow-white neck.
Seemingly sensing his burning kisses, she let out a soft moan, her petite body shifting slightly before she turned over, lying face up, her rosy lips slightly parted, unconsciously sticking out her little tongue.
She had no idea how alluring her slightly parted lips and protruding tongue were to him!
He let out a deep, heavy breath, his desire flaring once more, his eyes filled with a burning thirst.
Unable to control the boiling blood within him, Shang Yanyao lowered his head and covered her soft, cherry-like lips with his own, kissing them gently, inhaling her natural, fresh scent, and savoring her tempting sweetness.
His large hands, through her shirt, explored her soft, firm breasts with passionate desire, first gently squeezing them, then enveloping them in his palms, teasingly kneading them.
Hearing her soft moan and her body tremble slightly, a more pronounced and triumphant smile spread across his handsome face. Even though she was still asleep, her body's reaction to his touch was so intense.
He sucked on her sweet nectar, sucking deeply again and again, for he hadn't tasted this sweetness in so long.
His burning tongue entwined with her small, moist tongue, then they intertwined tightly.
He began to unbutton her white shirt and underpants, thirstily wanting to caress her tender body and make more intimate contact with her. "
I dreamt of the king again," Yu Mi couldn't help but smile sweetly. She dreamt of the king's large hands gently stroking her cheeks, then kissing her earlobe, making her feel a ticklish, yet also excited, sensation.
She dreamt that the king was kissing her deeply again, as always, a rough and burning kiss that made her whole body heat up again, causing her to moan involuntarily. The burning, scalding sensation felt so real, not like a dream, so she closed her eyes tightly, savoring the stimulation the king brought in her dream, not wanting to wake up.
She felt the king's rough, large hands caressing her bare breasts, bringing a strong, excited tremor that made her breathe softly.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." she moaned incessantly, the burning sensation so real that she could barely breathe.
Shang Yanyao gazed at her intoxicated and alluring expression. Although he couldn't see her clear, beautiful eyes, the woman with her eyes closed, completely immersed in his passion, possessed an even more natural and captivating charm. And those soft moans only stirred the burning desire within his blood.
He rose slightly, then removed his clothes, his eyes burning with intense desire as he stared at the beautiful, naked body on the bed. She possessed beautiful curves, a snow-white and tender body—a truly captivating and pleasing sight.
His gaze slowly slid down her beautiful cheeks, settling on her snow-white breasts. He narrowed his eyes, fixating on the firm, rounded, and alluring red nipples, feeling a dryness in his throat. His gaze lingered between her long, white legs, causing his muscles to tense and his burning desire to instantly harden.
"Your Majesty...please don't go..." Feeling a strong sense of loss at the king's departure, Yu Mi unconsciously reached out, searching for him in her sleep.
Seeing her outstretched hand, Shang Yanyao returned to the bed, took her hand, gently kissed her delicate white palm, and then placed them on his shoulders. "Hold me!" he whispered coaxingly, once again covering her soft, crimson lips with his.
"Mmm... Your Majesty..." Feeling the king return to her side, Yu Mi sighed, but then felt his fiery kiss again.
She hugged his neck tightly, responding to his provocative kiss, sinking into the excitement of their intimacy, wildly entwined with him.
Yu Mi kept her eyes tightly closed. Although the contact with the king was so real and intense that she wanted to open her eyes, she ultimately chose not to wake up, because she knew it was a dream! She had dreamed of similar scenes before, but never like this, feeling so comfortable and real.
She enjoyed the excitement the king brought her in the dream. When his wild, hot tongue demanded and provocatively licked her taut nipples, she couldn't help but moan softly, then her hands dug tightly into his muscles.
Shang Yanyao freely kissed her sweet, rosy nipples. Her increasingly mature body made him even more attached, sucking with uncontrollable passion.
He reached out, exploring her soft, feminine desires, the very area that tormented him.
"Ah..." Yu Mi gasped again, a powerful urge rising between her legs, a burning heat from a painful yearning, causing her to arch her body naturally, welcoming the more intimate caresses.
She writhed restlessly, arching her back and rubbing against his strong, naked body, her hips twisting uncomfortably, trying to relieve the burning pain.
"No, wait a little longer, not yet." Shang Yanyao grinned wickedly at her passionate response.
"No... Your Majesty... no, Mi'er... it hurts so much..." Yu Mi pleaded, her small body burning with pain.
"You're such a passionate and fiery little thing, I can't wait any longer!" Her swaying body made his tense and tremble with burning desire.
Shang Yanyao parted her legs, gently lifted her tender buttocks, and then thirstily entered that primal zone of desire, letting out a low growl.
"Ah... Your Majesty!" The burning, full, and engorging sensation relieved her pain and made her cry out excitedly, opening her eyes at the same time.
"Your Majesty?" Yu Mi was stunned, her crystal eyes wide and round, staring in disbelief at the massive body on top of her. It really was Your Majesty!?
"Your Majesty, is it really you?! Am I dreaming?" She asked, still half-believing, while her hands kept stroking the firm muscles in front of her.
"You'll know whether you're dreaming or not in a moment!" Shang Yanyao tensed his body, sweat dripping from his thin cheeks. He gripped her slender waist and began to thrust powerfully into her tight body.
"No, Your Majesty, wait... You can't do this... to Mi'er!" Yu Mi felt a wave of shame, twisting her body, trying to move away from him.
"No, I can't wait any longer, I want you now!" Shang Yanyao gripped her slender waist and hips tightly, preventing her from retreating, and began to thrust wildly.
"No...don't..." Although she wanted to resist, his possession was so domineering and forceful that she couldn't withstand the waves of heat washing over her. Involuntarily, she clamped her legs tightly around his waist, welcoming his powerful thrusts.
"Ah..."His unrestrained passion made her moan involuntarily.
As the climax gradually intensified, Shang Yanyao let out another low growl.
Perhaps they had longed for each other for too long, their desires had accumulated to an unbearable level, and thus, the raging fire of passion continued to burn fiercely between them…

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