SFS Chapter 630: Once a woman wants to come to the table
Chapter 630: Once a woman wants to come to the table
"I used to only know Your Majesty as an expert in government, appointing talented individuals and innovating, benevolent and compassionate to the people, and possessing a magnanimous demeanor. Tonight, I've learned that Your Majesty is a master of strategy, resourceful, and surprisingly skilled in military affairs. Your Majesty, born into an imperial family, could have been a formidable emperor. If you were born into a military family, you would have been a victorious general who stabilized the nation, expanded its territory, and become a pillar of the nation."
Fei Wan naturally couldn't tell Lu Guinian that she was worried about him, so she started to flatter the emperor. After all, flattery never wears out, so she said something nice to hide her true feelings and to ease the emperor's doubts about her.
She looked at the emperor eagerly, her face full of admiration.
"Your Majesty, do you have any surprises that I don't know about?"
Even though the emperor had been wary of Fei Wan tonight, his expression softened and he felt proud after hearing these words.
He raised his eyes and looked at Fei Wan.
I saw that she had simply dressed up, changing her sloppy look after the battle. Her black hair was tied into a simple and neat spiral-top bun, and two light pink hibiscus jade pendants dangled gently beside her ears, making her skin look as white as snow.
Beneath the dark eyebrows of the distant mountains, a pair of eyes as clear as autumn pools looked at him, full of admiration.
The clothes have also been changed.
The light lotus-colored waist-cinched silk skirt has silver thread outlining the dark lotus patterns, like newly opened lotus petals, with a soft and calm dignity.
After a night of blood and war, looking at her was like seeing the lotus in early summer, refreshing and refreshing.
However, after a moment of shock and distraction, the emperor still remembered Fei Wan's ferocity when she took the hostages, and her heroic demeanor in controlling the battle scene.
That was Fei Wan, whom he didn't know.
"Wanwan, your performance tonight really surprised me. It turns out that, like Concubine Hui, you have the ability to lead troops on your own. I am so lucky to have you."
He held Fei Wan's hand that was pressing on his forehead and whispered softly.
Fei Wan would not take this as warmth.
She smiled softly, a little shy and a little nervous.
She looked at the emperor cautiously and asked, "Your Majesty, do you really think that I am...very good tonight?"
"Yea, very good."
"Your Majesty, don't you think I'm ungraceful and too rude?"
"Absolutely not."
"Your Majesty...will you dislike me from now on and like another woman who is more gentle and graceful?"
"Why does Wanwan think so? How could it be?"
"Then...then...can you hug me?"
The emperor grabbed Fei Wan and pulled her into his arms.
Fei Wan put her arms around the emperor's neck.
Lay your head on his chest.
Whispering.
"I hope your Majesty doesn't despise me. Before tonight, I never imagined I could be so... so fierce. I truly didn't mean to lose my ladylike manners! Your Majesty... At the time, I just wanted to quickly control the situation and find you. I was completely concerned about your safety, but I ended up turning into a shrew... When I think about it now, I feel ashamed... Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you for not despising me and for thinking I'm good. You dote on me too much..."
"Late night."
The emperor called her name affectionately and hugged her tighter.
"Wanwan, you are so good. You can help manage the harem and go to the battlefield. I am so happy that I can't wait. Why should I despise you?"
He lowered his head and kissed her hair and forehead.
Fei Wan buried her head in his arms, deeper in order to prevent him from kissing her further down.
Speaking of which, the two of them haven't been intimate for a long time since the emperor was injured.
Fei Wan has been deliberately avoiding it.
After the incident tonight, the emperor was exhausted from traveling, and she thought he had no strength left, so she took the opportunity to let him hug her to show that she still had deep feelings for him.
Who knew that when I sat in his arms and hugged him, I could feel the changes in his body.
He's quite strong!
Fei Wan didn't want to do anything with him at this time.
He reached out and pulled his collar.
She lowered her head and rubbed his chest, pretending that she couldn't help herself.
"Your Majesty, I am so worried about you tonight. I am also afraid that I won't be able to hold on and die at the hands of the traitor, and I will be separated from you forever, Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
She tugged at the emperor's shirt and belt, and was infatuated with him.
This made the emperor very interested.
After the battle, the heart is filled with fragrance and snow, and there is no latest news from the capital. Acting at this time is quite dangerous and exciting.
He then went to pull Fei Wan's clothes.
As a result, before anything could happen, Fei Wan's body suddenly stiffened.
"His Majesty……"
"Wanwan, what's wrong, Wanwan, I miss you so much, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."
"Your Majesty, I've done something wrong!"
"What bad thing?"
The emperor hasn't reacted yet.
But Fei Wan pushed him away.
Almost fell off the chair.
The emperor was furious.
I didn't expect her to be so strong.
"Zhao Qing, you!"
"Your Majesty..." Fei Wan closed her tangled clothes, knelt on the ground, lowered her head shyly, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty suddenly felt that I was having my period."
She turned her face to the side, bit her lip, and her cheeks were flushed.
The emperor was so angry that he couldn't bear to vent his anger on her.
"Why at this time?"
"I dare not deceive Your Majesty, indeed..."
Fei Wan's eyes swept across the emperor's thighs.
The emperor followed her gaze, looked down, and saw a small bloodstain on his robe where Fei Wan had just sat.
He still didn't believe it. "Really?"
Why didn’t you come earlier or later, but came at this time?
Fei Wan lifted her skirt, stood up, and turned her back to him.
There were indeed two dark purple bloodstains on the light lotus-colored skirt.
Fei Wan just glanced at him, then turned back and lowered her head shyly.
"Your Majesty, I cannot serve you, but I miss you so much... Perhaps I miss you a hundred times more than you miss me."
She moved closer and gently took the emperor's hand.
The emperor dodged it calmly and raised his hand to stroke her hair.
Not only can a woman who is having her period not serve him, it is best not to touch him at all.
He laughed and said, "How do you know that I miss you less than you do?"
"His Majesty……"
"Wanwan is not feeling well, go down and have a good rest. You are tired tonight too. We have a long way to go."
Though his emotions were stirring, the emperor remained clear-headed. A woman in her twenties was considered dirty and unlucky. Tonight was a crucial moment in the decisive battle against the rebels; he couldn't afford to let misfortune affect the outcome.
He sent Fei Wan away.
Fei Wan was reluctant to leave, so he casually gave her a plate of snacks on the table as a reward and watched her thank him and leave.
The curtains are closed.
After Fei Wan left, the emperor dealt with several important military matters, and then received news from the capital, and made some arrangements.
Twilight.
The emotions aroused by Fei Wan have not subsided yet.
He just recruited a concubine and solved the problem.
After leaving the dragon tent, Fei Wan asked someone to deliver the snacks given by the emperor to the imprisoned Duke Zhenguo.
"Tell the Duke that I will visit him later."
She didn't have her period.
The blood-stained handkerchief she had prepared in advance stained her skirt and the emperor's body.
Knowing that the emperor was wary of her, Fei Wan brought a blood-stained handkerchief with her before entering the tent, just in case. She had already made plans to use her beauty to get out of trouble and escape unscathed.
But this is not a long-term solution.
The emperor had long been secretly wary of her; while he did favor her, he was also wary. Tonight, she had shown her edge again, and his guard was not something that could be dispelled by just a few affectionate gestures.
Between men and women, men are superior to women. Women stay at home and serve as good wives. They will always be accessories and have to swallow their anger.
Once a woman wants to come to the table, touches the man's interests and threatens his power, then the relationship between them will no longer be one of "quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed" and being as close as ever after some intimacy.
Sooner or later, we will come to war.
Fei Wan has come this far and will not retreat.
Just speed up!
After returning to his tent, he received the latest news from his spies in the capital, and learned that the emperor's grandson had summoned the civil and military officials who stayed in the capital into the palace overnight, ascended the throne, and sat on the dragon throne.
The soldiers of the Nine Cities and the Beijing Camp had not yet resisted, as if they had been completely controlled by the army brought by the emperor's grandson.
Fei Wan felt relieved that no large-scale fighting occurred and no civilians or people in the palace were harmed.
Knowing that the emperor would have a backup plan, Fei Wan didn't care whether he won or lost for the time being.
Just let the spies continue to keep an eye on various places and pass on the news in a timely manner.
After sending a message to the people inside and outside the capital as well as to the distant northern border, Fei Wan went to Queen Yan's tent.
After dismissing the palace maids, she whispered, "Your Majesty is going to personally lead the expedition to the northern border. What are your plans, sister?"
Queen Yan was shocked at first.
He frowned deeply, and suddenly his eyes became fierce.
"Does he want to die over there?"
Fei Wan speculated about Queen Yan's expression and asked, "What do you mean, sister?"