Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Now, July had just arrived. After the summer, there was still the autumn tiger. There was not enough ice left for her to use carelessly, so Xia Ling still had to use it sparingly.
“Your Highness, Your Highness, something bad has happened! I heard that the Ning clan has sent an extremely beautiful princess to marry His Majesty. That princess has black hair and blue eyes, like a demon, but she is also very beautiful!”
“Your Highness, what should we do?” The palace maid said anxiously, holding the hem of her skirt and kneeling beside Xia Ling, her head covered in sweat.
Looking at the palace maid, one could see that she was really worried for her.
Xia Ling then said lightly, “What are you afraid of? Didn’t His Majesty arrange for her not to stay in the palace? How can you be so flustered?”
The palace maid said, “Your Highness, there are no arrangements now, but what if this princess really came into the palace?”
“There’s no such thing as a ‘what if’!” Xia Ling took her feet out of the wooden basin and dripped the water. “His Majesty doesn’t dare…”
Hearing the sound of movement, Xia Ling turned the second half of her sentence. “He won’t treat me like this. As long as he likes me a little, he knows that I can’t tolerate the slightest bit of sand in my eyes. I believe in His Majesty.”
Outside the palace gate, Yin Tingyan stopped in his tracks.
Then, he walked in as usual.
“Bye. Pay my respects to His Majesty!” The palace maid was so frightened that she panicked. She was afraid that Yin Tingyan would punish her if he heard what she said.
However, before he came in, the woman said, “I believe in His Majesty”, which made Yin Tingyan’s mood very good. He waved his hand and let the palace maid go down.
Then, he noticed Xia Ling’s feet.
Her bare feet were as white as jade, and even her toes were white and cute.
However, the basin of well water that the palace maid could not carry away in time made Yin Tingyan frown
He walked over.
“Your Majesty, there’s water on my feet, I can’t stand up to salute… Ah!” Xia Ling screamed. She never expected that Yin Tingyan would actually grab her ankle with one hand. “Your Majesty, what are you going to do?”
Xia Ling was a little surprised. She propped her hand on the bed and stared at Yin Tingyan.
“Don’t move!” Yin Tingyan frowned and took the silk handkerchief. He sat beside the bed and carefully wiped the water off Xia Ling’s feet. Then, he took the embroidered shoes and put them on her.
This series of actions definitely came from the bottom of his heart.
When Yin Tingyan realized what he had done, a trace of embarrassment spread to his earlobe.
He stood up as if he had been electrocuted, walked to the side with his hands behind his back, and then turned his back to Xia Ling.
“My mother-in-law is just greedy. Every time the sunflower water comes, her face is white with pain. You and I don’t have any children yet. It’s better to take care of our bodies and not be so greedy.”
Blinking, it seemed that the residual warmth of his fingertips was still lingering on her ankles. Looking at Yin Tingyan’s slender back, Xia Ling’s ears were also a little red.
They had clearly done things that were even more intimate between them.
What had happened just now, his actions towards her, compared to the many times he had fused into one, had touched her heartstrings even more.
“I…got It,” Xia Ling replied in a low voice.
Hearing the voice, Yin Tingyan turned around.
His jade-like cheeks were dyed red, and the usually bright and beautiful face of a woman had an additional charm and softness.
Seeing that Xia Ling was uncomfortable, Yin Tingyan immediately felt at ease.
His thin lips curled up as Yin Tingyan walked over.
He reached out and pulled Xia Ling into his embrace. He pinched her chin and scrutinized Xia Ling’s face seriously.
Xia Ling was slightly annoyed by this and avoided his gaze. She did not know what Yin Tingyan was looking at.
“Empress, are you shy?” After looking at her seriously for a long time, Yin Tingyan suddenly lowered his body and asked Xia Ling softly.
