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He was maintaining a straight face, intentionally touched his chin, sighed, and shook his head slightly with regret, as if sighing for her.

Seeing this, Lian Hua also shook her head regretfully, "Ah, what a pity it’s all shaved off, tugging at the beard is no longer possible."

It was impossible for His Majesty to grow a beard right now, but in striking the iron while it’s hot, she did not want to wait to punish him later; she wanted to do it tonight.

The Emperor found it secretly amusing, feeling very entertained just by watching his Lian Hua, which relaxed his entire body and loosened all his muscles.

Lian Hua bit her lip, troubled, "What to punish, what to punish... It’s so hard to think of a good one and it’s not viable, oh dear!"

She grabbed her hair in slight irritation.

Seeing this, the Emperor pulled her closer, holding her hand, "Stop pulling, it’s you who ends up hurting."

His Lian Hua had a bad habit, whenever there was a difficult problem, she would subconsciously tug at her hair, sometimes pulling too hard and hurting herself, and sometimes tangling her hair severely, making it hard to untangle.

He had corrected her many times, and now, it was somewhat better than before, but now she was reverting to her old ways.

Lian Hua obediently stopped pulling her hair and sat beside the Emperor, muttering to herself, "What could be a good punishment?"

As she spoke, her feet began to swing, and she playfully lifted the robe the Emperor had hurriedly thrown on to join her, lifting it up and letting it fall, repeatedly and listlessly.

The Emperor’s face was full of displeasure, thinking she was truly a little rascal, lifting a man’s robe; if she weren’t pregnant right now, he would teach her a lesson.

Before he could react, he saw her eyes light up as if she’d thought of some mischief.

Lian Hua became excited, her face full of thrill, "I’ve got it, got it! There’s only that way to make him suffer the most, it’s a bit embarrassing but for the sake of punishing His Majesty, I’m going all out!"

The Emperor felt alarms ringing in his heart, feeling very uneasy. Her demeanor made his heart skip a beat, unable to fathom what "good deed" she was planning.

Lian Hua’s eyes curved, wearing a mischievous smile as she moved closer to His Majesty, sitting on the edge of the bed, nudging closer to him slightly, she giggled, "My Lord, it’s time for sleep, won’t you take off this robe?"

"?" What kind of punishment requires removing the robe!

The Emperor was surprised, maintaining his composure, he tentatively asked, "Is my little darling thinking of..."

Lian Hua didn’t explain but flirted, "Oh, My Lord, just listen to me. Come, let’s go on."

Saying so, she first took off her coat and shoes, nimbly climbing onto the bed, patted the spot next to her, signaling him to come up.

The Emperor watched her suspiciously, unsure what she had in mind, yet he still complied, removed his outer robe, got on the bed, and sat down where she pointed.

Once Lian Hua saw he was seated properly, she immediately sat upright, but as the moment approached, she began to feel shy.

She slightly lowered her head, biting on her finger, her eyes bashfully looking at him, her ear tips seeming to turn red.

The Emperor was stunned, watching her unblinkingly, his heart uncontrollably racing.

It was the first time he had seen his Little Concubine like this, did she even realize how enticing she looked, so innocently seductive, like a siren, with her eyes full of allure, almost snatching his soul away!

Seeing the Emperor staring intently at her, Lian Hua felt even more embarrassed, her face heating up at the thought of what she was about to do.

She bit on her finger, enduring the bashfulness, and gently pushed her right hand towards his shoulder.

The Emperor kept his eyes fixed on her, his body instinctively falling backward.

Lian Hua’s face was so red it almost bled, but she still bravely looked back at the Emperor, her hands braced against him.

The Emperor’s gaze deepened, staring straight at her.

She bit her lip, suppressing the embarrassment, and slowly leaned forward, imitating the way he had treated her before...

Only this time, the roles were reversed...

The Emperor just watched her darkly, letting her do as she pleased, offering no resistance...

That night was both painful and sweet for the Emperor, his Little Concubine tormenting him thoroughly, almost perfecting his usual methods, a sweet punishment indeed.

Every time he moved, she would coyly act wronged and fierce, forbidding him to move, while she did everything else, stubbornly refusing to assist him, leaving him in eager frustration.

He finally understood that this was the punishment his Little Concubine had devised for him, truly effective, making it an unforgettable experience for him.

He dared not let there be a next time, for another such instance would surely drive him mad.

After a cold shower, the Emperor came back, lifted the curtain, and his Little Concubine was already sound asleep.

He shook his head helplessly, waited for the chill to fade before he dared to get into bed.

Lying beside her, he turned on his side, wrapped his arms around her, and helplessly kissed her cheek, whispering through gritted teeth, "You little rascal, just you wait and see how I’ll deal with you later."

As soon as he spoke, his Little Concubine moved, making a "mm" sound, and the Emperor thought she was about to wake up.

But then, she turned over, snuggled into his arms, threw a leg over his, found a comfortable position in his embrace, and continued to sleep soundly.

The Emperor’s heart melted; his Little Concubine was so endearing and lovable, he could never let her go in this life, no matter what.

With her in his life, he was without regret.

Holding Lian Hua, he kissed her once more, overwhelmed with emotion. He had forgotten to ask about her parents, thinking of it only as he drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the Emperor woke suddenly from a dream, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily.

Hastily reaching out to hold her, his Little Concubine was still in his arms, and he heaved a sigh of relief.

In his dream, he had been paranoid and had not returned to Canglan Court for several days, almost losing his Little Concubine.

In the dream, he made a choice completely opposite to what had happened tonight; the more suspicious he was of his Little Concubine, the more dubious she seemed. To avoid it, he had not returned to Canglan Court for several days, cutting off all news of his Little Concubine.

In his dream, he was handling state affairs in Star Palace as usual, but felt overwhelmingly irritable. Suddenly a noise came from outside, someone was attempting to intrude into Star Palace!

He looked up, and there was his Little Concubine in the palace, quickly paying her respects before looking straight at him.

"How daring, to intrude into Star Palace, do you know the punishment?" As he spat out these words of accusation, the him in his dream suddenly saw the person he longed yet dreaded to see, and he flew into a rage.

His Little Concubine flinched, then bravely lifted her head and said, "I am aware, but Your Majesty, you once gave me a Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant, saying that if I wished to see you, I could."

She looked straight at him, fearless and bold, her eyes gradually reddening.

He felt both angry and pained, not daring to look her in the eyes, he coldly asked, "What matter do you have in seeking an audience with me?"

His Little Concubine’s eyes seemed to moisten suddenly, she straightened her neck and asked him, "It’s nothing, just wanted to ask if Your Majesty still stands by his promise not to betray me?"