Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Do you think Su Yi is the type to just take things lying down?

After a brief moment of confusion, Su Yi flashed a dazzling smile.

A smile that dazzling seemed a bit dangerous.

At the same time, Su Yi grabbed Kangxi's shoulder with her hand and forcefully pulled him forward. Despite the obvious difference in their sizes, Kangxi couldn't withstand Su Yi's brute strength.

She literally pulled him from behind to the front.

This time, it was his turn to half-lie in Su Yi's embrace.

Kangxi: ?!

Then, Su Yi did exactly as he had done earlier, sinking her teeth into the back of his neck.

A classic case of not taking any loss.

This bite even drew a little blood. Though the tooth marks were smaller than Kangxi's, they were no less intense.

Not large in area, but deep enough to compensate.

Kangxi hissed in pain, about to get angry at the little troublemaker for biting so hard.

But then, the bitten spot was gently licked.

The original stinging pain unknowingly turned into another sensation.

He was beginning to react.

Kangxi, being played with by Su Yi, found his anger neither rising nor subsiding, unable to vent it or hold it back.

The instigator, after causing trouble and biting, lifted her head with a refreshed and satisfied look, even a bit unusually excited.

Indeed, as long as you're not the one being bitten, it feels wonderful.

Did Kangxi end up lifting a stone only to drop it on his own foot this time?

After all, he was the one who started it.

But Kangxi underestimated his dear consort, who never follows the usual path, and immediately retaliated with a bite.

And she felt thrilled about it!

Kangxi really had a belly full of complaints with nowhere to vent!

Su Yi reached out and caressed Kangxi's face, selectively ignoring his indescribable expression, and said with a gentle and composed smile,

"Be good, don't do this again next time, especially since we're still in public." Any movement in the carriage could easily cause misunderstandings.

If it weren't for fear of ruining the atmosphere and appearing too slick, she originally wanted to deliver the domineering line, 'Man, you're playing with fire.'

But after thinking about it, it didn't fit her gentle persona, so she changed her words, making it sound very indulgent.

Kangxi's expression was complicated: "... " He already knew without needing to be told.

Does this little rascal think that pulling him to the front like this fits the gentle image?!

Kangxi really didn't know how to react to her at this moment.

He wanted to sit up, but Su Yi held him down firmly, saying softly, "Don't move, I just want to look at you properly." As her eyes brimmed with deep affection, her expression was focused and tender.

That guard was so awful, such an eyesore, that he needed to look at Kangxi to cleanse his vision.

Looking at it this way, that jerk really seemed quite pleasing to the eye.

Thus, Su Yi's gaze softened even more. It was far more passionate than usual, and her focus was intense.

Originally feeling that lying half on the Imperial Noble Consort's lap was beneath the Emperor's dignity, Kangxi thought, since the carriage was curtained off and only the Imperial Noble Consort could see, it was fine—just this once, no harm done.

After all the fuss, they arrived at Yonghe Palace. They had just stopped when, before Liang Jiugong could remind them, they realized they had arrived.

Whatever matters the Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort had could be discussed back at Yonghe Palace, slowly, as the night was still young.

This carriage, after all, wasn't very soundproof, unfortunately.

The noises didn't faze Liang Jiugong, who had a thick skin, throughout the journey.

Su Yi didn't wait for Liang Jiugong to speak; she gave Kangxi a pat to signal that he could get up.

Gently urging, she said, "We're here."

It wouldn't be proper to lie down any longer. This wasn't like holding a pot lid—Kangxi was a big man. Fortunately, she was strong; otherwise, carrying him all that way would have overwhelmed anyone else.

Though her tone was gentle, there was a sudden shift in her demeanor.

The urgency to return was clear in her eyes—she wanted to go back.

All that affectionate gaze vanished quicker than a ghost.

The Imperial Noble Consort seemed to have loved him, if only briefly.

Kangxi, who seemed to have been briefly loved, thought, ".... It must be an illusion."

It really wouldn't do to stay any longer now that they had arrived.

To avoid the little rascal losing patience and yanking him up, Kangxi decided it was better to get up and sit properly himself.

Sitting back beside Su Yi, Kangxi naturally rested his hands on his knees, sitting upright with a serious expression, showing no trace of guilt from having lain on the beauty's lap.

He still looked every bit the dignified and authoritative Emperor, exuding majesty.

Only the bite mark on the back of his neck still throbbed faintly, a reminder that something had indeed transpired.

Especially as his collar rubbed against the bite mark, intensifying the sensation, the stinging pain grew more pronounced and harder to ignore.

Su Yi was the first to lift the curtain and step down, then turned with a gentle and virtuous expression, saying to Kangxi who was about to follow her down,

"It's late, thank you for escorting me back, Your Majesty. Please return early to rest."

Kangxi listened, his eyes flashing with disbelief. He understood each word individually, but together they made no sense to him.

How did it become about escorting her back? Wasn't he coming along too? Weren't they supposed to enter together?!

Why are you letting him go back alone?

Is Your Highness really letting him return to the Qianqing Palace by himself?!

This is so out of line!

That mischievous one was just gazing at him with such affection!

She said she wanted to get a good look at him!

And now, it’s all gone?!

Kangxi took a deep breath, trying to soften his tone, "Consort, I think..." There’s always room for negotiation.

"Didn’t I say tonight is tough, and I need some time to calm down? I’m worried these emotions might spill over onto you, Your Majesty, and that wouldn’t be fair. You’re innocent; this is my problem. I’ll deal with it myself tonight. Don’t worry about me—I’ll be fine by tomorrow."

Su Yi spoke softly, appearing gentle, but the handkerchief in her hand was ripped apart like paper.

The message was clear: tonight’s emotions are hard to control, and to avoid dragging Kangxi into it, it’s better for her to handle it alone. He should just go back and sleep by himself.

Kangxi: This is ridiculous! Is this even proper?!

Kangxi was about to say that this doesn’t mean he has to leave. It’s not the first time he’s dealt with her temper—what’s different now?

"Consort, are you sure you don’t want me to stay?" Kangxi asked with concern. "Isn’t it better to have someone with you when you’re upset?"

At that moment, Kangxi completely forgot that when he’s angry, he doesn’t let anyone stay—even Liang Jiugong waits outside, barely breathing.

Su Yi shook her head firmly. "Tonight, I need to let this anger out. I can’t let it fester overnight. Women can be scary when angry, and I’m afraid it might ruin the gentle, beautiful image I have in Your Majesty’s heart. So it’s better if you don’t stay."

So hurry up and go. Having someone around when I’m angry means I have to hold back, and that really ruins the moment.

Sometimes, men being too clingy isn’t a good thing. Can’t they just be alone?

Kangxi: “Huh?!” Just now it was “I want to get a good look at you,” and now it’s “men being too clingy isn’t good”?

Consort, you’re really something!

What anger can’t you show in front of me? What “gentle” or “beautiful” side of you don’t I already know?!

Usually, you make sure I know what’s going on, but now you’re being completely unreasonable.

After the Consort said all that, if Kangxi didn’t agree, wouldn’t it make him seem too clingy? His pride wouldn’t allow that!

"Fine," he replied, swallowing his frustration silently.

"I’ll see you tomorrow," Su Yi said with a bright smile.

Kangxi: Hmph. Typical.

The Consort’s words are as tricky as a fox. Only when she’s happy does she remember to be polite—usually, it’s all “you” this and “you” that.

Kangxi coldly acknowledged with a hum, saying nothing more.

Otherwise, if he were to hypocritically refuse, this little rascal would really take it. Others might engage in polite refusals, but with her, if you say no, then fine, she saves herself the trouble.

Having been burned before, Kangxi did not resort to the stubborn act of saying one thing but meaning another at this moment.

Then, Su Yi, holding Qinxin's hand, returned to Yonghe Palace and had the servants promptly lock the gates.

She didn't even stand at the palace gate to symbolically watch Kangxi's carriage leave before heading inside.

She vanished in an instant, not even glancing back.

Kangxi hadn't even turned his carriage around yet.

Liang Jiugong watched with a blank expression as the Imperial Noble Consort turned and walked in without looking back, taking a while to react. She really went back by herself?!!

He was baffled by the Imperial Noble Consort's actions. The Emperor had escorted her back, and yet she still let him return alone?

The crucial point was that the Emperor had nodded in agreement.

The Imperial Noble Consort saw no problem with it.

The Emperor also saw no problem with it.

For a moment, Liang Jiugong wondered if he was making a big deal out of nothing or if this was just the calm before the storm. He mechanically instructed the servants to head back to Qianqing Palace.

Meanwhile, Kangxi sat solemnly in his carriage, wondering when the Imperial Noble Consort would come tomorrow as she had promised. Would she just forget about it after a good night's sleep?

Should he have a servant casually remind her?

After returning, as he helped the Emperor undress, Liang Jiugong's eyes accidentally fell on the back of the Emperor's neck. He spotted not just a bite mark but also a small scab with a bit of dried blood. He gasped in shock!

What? How did this bite mark get here? When did this even happen??

Liang Jiugong's gasp was too obvious, and Kangxi's eyes swept over with a hint of displeasure. What was all this fuss about?

Realizing his blunder, Liang Jiugong quickly dropped to his knees, clutching the clothes. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was shocked to see the injury on the back of your neck and lost my composure in my panic."