Blood-Sucking Empress - Chapter 42

Qianhe Liyou pulled on Luo Weiqing, leading him to the bed. The two figures overlapped and fell down. A light kiss fell onto Weiqing’s face, making his face redder and redder. Their breaths gradually synchronized and intertwined, indistinguishable from each other.

Luo Weiqing found himself completely submerged into Qianhe Liyou’s deep eyes, and completely unfolded himself to her movements, unable to hide the joy in his expectant, yet shy gaze.

Suddenly, Qianhe Liyou’s hand stilled and her eyes swept in the direction of the window. She coldly ordered: “Get out”. Just a moment ago when she had been taking in blood, she hadn’t sensed Anhui’s presence. But now, she no longer needs anyone to stay here!

Luo Weiqing was jolted awake by Qianhe Liyou’s cold tone. Hearing the meaning behind those words made him feel a pang of grief in his heart, and he panickedly moved to get up.

 “Zhen was not talking to you, do not be afraid.” Sensing Luo Weiqing’s panic, Qianhe Liyou’s hand continued to move and she gently touched Luo Weiqing’s head, a soft tone in her voice.

“….Someone is here?” Luo Weiqing obediently asked, still feeling a little uneasy in his heart. His eyes looked in the direction the Empress had been looking at, but he saw nothing.

“It’s nothing. There was a shadow guard, but he has already left. Let’s continue…” She did not care that someone was watching when she did this kind of thing and she had initially wanted to ignore Anhui’s existence. After all, she hadn’t given him any notice while she was sucking the blood. However, she was short of breath currently and obviously emotionally unstable. She did not want anyone to bother her at this time.

“…En.” Luo Weiqing gently nodded, his shy eyes not daring to look at the woman in front of him.

Qianhe Liyou laughed that wicked laughter, a presumptuous sound. A deep kiss almost suffocated Luo Weiqing and the prelude to the night has started. Those ambiguous voices lasted for a long time. When Luo Weiqing finally could not suppress his humiliating moans, Qianhe Liyou began to laugh even more wickedly.

“Zhen likes your voice, don’t hide it.” Qianhe Liyou said this into Luo Weiqing’s ear in an unusually low and muted voice, extremely enchanting.

Although Luo Weiqing was very shy and timid, he wanted the Empress to feel happy. Enduring the shame with a lowered head, resulting in an increase in Qianhe Liyou’s presumptuous movements.

The interior of the room was humid, but outside, it was lonely and desolate…

Anhui had felt like a cold bucket of water had been doused over him after hearing that cold voice used by the Empress. He had been a little stiff and instinctively withdrew. He remained on the porch outside the quarters, letting the cold wind blow, blowing until his entire body turned frigid like a glacier.

As a shadow guard, of course, he should always be by his master’s side to ensure their safety. But, his master, as an Empress, was naturally indispensable in these romantic affairs. He should have been prepared when he witnessed it, but he had been momentarily confused and hence driven out by his master, his face as a shadow guard was lost.

Moreover, even at this moment, his heart still could not calm down. Sometimes, it felt painfully heavy and uncomfortable, but other times, it seemed to be a little stimulated and excited. His heartbeat kept speeding up, and it made him feel a little anxious, especially the scene of his master holding that man. This scene lingering in his mind, making him both shy and envious.

Envy..Haha, Anhui thought that he was acting a little ridiculous. People like him were always at their prime, he had more power than women and status that countless people desired. He could decide the life and death of people with a single command, but even if he had all of these, he was still a lonely person.

It was not that there were no women unwilling to marry him, but those women were merely looking at his status and power. If his identity and status were excluded, he would never be able to marry with his ruined face, no matter how much of his power he could use. What’s more, he had used his painstakingly carved blood, sweat, and tears to obtain this power. How could ordinary people accept a person like him? It would be considered good enough if they did not hate him.

And with these unbearable emotions, Anhui actually felt envious of the King Consort. He did not think carefully over the matter, he had long come to an understanding of why he felt the way he did. He did not know when it started, but the gaze he used to look at the Empress was longer just pure respect and admiration. Now, it was mixed with indescribable affection and love.

He liked the Empress, liked her coldness and strength, the layers of warmth and softness among that frigid coldness. He liked her, liked her domineering aura that could control the entire Imperial court with just a few words. He liked the wicked smile she showed in front of him, the kindness emanating from her when she teased him, and the feeling that she gave to him. He could never confess his feelings, but he was willing to remain by her side and give his everything to her. He only hoped that she could give him a smile, one that was light and warm.

It was just that, Anhui could only imagine all of this repeatedly in his own head. He could only reminisce silently and no matter how strongly he felt, he could not confide in anyone. The most ridiculous thing was that he himself felt that his feelings were a kind of blasphemy. He did not dare to claim connections with people in a higher social class and instead only begged that he would see that disgusting gleam in the Empress’ eyes. But at this moment, he could not control his raging emotions and was greedily envious of the man being embraced by the Empress. He only wished that he could be the one embraced instead.

Anhui did not know how long he had been lost in these types of thoughts, but he suddenly sensed that someone had appeared next to him. His heart skipped a beat, and he reflexively threw out a punch. However, the other party easily dodged and in an instant, he discovered that he could not move his body. Then, an icy voice reverberated from behind him, “Such alertness, it seems you are actually quite incompetent as a shadow guard.”

“Empress, this subordinate was negligent, please punish as Your Majesty sees fit.” When the Empress spoke, Anhui realized that he had regained control of his body again and immediately fell into a kneeling position. The Empress’ martial skill was truly unfathomable. She had escaped his attack so easily and was able to instantly restrain himself, despite his high defenses. He did not know what technique had been used. This development had been truly amazing, but this made him suddenly think of the strange scene he saw in King Consort’s palace just now. The Empress seemed to be sucking out the King Consort’s blood…

“You may withdraw at any time, zhen does not restrict your freedom.” But, just now the man’s alertness had really been too low, and she could not tell what he was thinking, even to the point of losing his former calmness.

Anhui’s entire body stiffened in shock, and he continued to kneel on the ground, not knowing what to say. Although he knew the Empress had not meant to blame him with her tone and the Empress had even said so, in his opinion, he had been truly negligent. If it was not the Empress, but an assassin who came here, the consequences would have been disastrous.

“Get up.” She thought that even if she did not say it, Anhui would take note of her intentions.

Anhui silently rose, following behind Qianhe Liyou with a trace of doubt in his heart. The Empress has just been with the King Consort, um, that, why not stay here for the night? Anhui refused to admit that his thoughts were a bit bittersweet.

Anhui followed behind the Empress and walked out of the courtyard. He caught sight of Sang Zixin who had been waiting on standby outside the entrance.

“Empress.” Seeing the Empress, Sang Zixin immediately ran over. Although he was a little befuddled, he still obediently lined up behind the Empress.

Qianhe Liyou looked at the two figures trailing behind her. The reason she had come out just now was to let them withdraw. Otherwise, they would be stuck here for the entire night.

“You can all go and rest. Come back tomorrow morning.” Qianhe Liyou swiveled around and strode into Luo Weiqing’s bedroom. Seeing that Luo Weiqing had fallen asleep, she jumped on the chance to inform them. She had not planned on leaving. She thought, under these circumstances, if she really left and Luo Weiqing did not see her in the morning, he would be extremely saddened.