Chương 411: Springtime Scenery in Changqiu Palace

A few days later, on an autumn afternoon, sunlight streamed through the window into the study, making it warm and cozy.

Liu Ce had just finished processing a few documents and was sitting with his legs crossed, holding a cup of milk tea. Yes, milk tea.

This is something he had the kitchen make using a modern recipe: black tea, milk, and honey. It's sweet, rich, and makes you feel great after drinking it.

He had a large pot of it brewed, drank a cup himself, and distributed the rest to the women.

He took a sip with relish, leaned back in his chair, and squinted his eyes to enjoy the afternoon.

At this moment, He Lian's maid tiptoed in, bowed to Liu Ce, and said, "Your Highness, Madam invites you to a banquet at Changqiu Palace this evening."

Liu Ce raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He Lian? Invited him to a banquet? Changqiu Palace?

He waved his hand and said, "I know, I'll be there this evening."

After the maid left, Liu Ce lay back in the chair, squinting his eyes, as images began to surface in his mind.

Changqiu Palace...

That was He Lian's bedroom in the Luoyang Imperial Palace.

At that time, Liu Hong was still alive, and He Lian was still the Empress. He was invited to a banquet at Changqiu Palace. Liu Hong was so drunk that he was unconscious, and He Lian sat next to him, looking at him restlessly.

He held back then, after all, it was the imperial palace, and those were the emperor's women.

It's different now.

Liu Hong is gone; He Lian is his woman.

The palace? The whole world belongs to him, what is the palace?

He smiled slightly, finished his milk tea, and got up to prepare.

...

As evening fell and the sun set, the Luoyang Imperial Palace was bathed in a golden glow.

Liu Ce strolled leisurely toward Changqiu Palace.

The imperial guards saw him and saluted in unison. He waved his hand, signaling them to step back: "Around Changqiu Palace, the imperial guards, please retreat a little. Just leave the palace maids to serve you. All of you, step back. Without my order, you are not allowed to approach Changqiu Palace."

"Yes, sir!" The commander of the Imperial Guards complied without hesitation.

Around Changqiu Palace, only palace maids remained, waiting under the corridor.

Liu Ce pushed open the door to the main hall and went inside.

He Lian, dressed in a phoenix robe, sat regally in the main seat.

The phoenix robe was embroidered with gold thread, and the phoenix spread its wings, shimmering in the candlelight.

She wore a phoenix crown on her head, and the hair ornaments swayed gently with her breath.

She wore exquisite makeup and was breathtakingly beautiful.

She exuded an air of elegance and grace, radiating the presence of an empress.

As Liu Ce watched this scene, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind: Chapter 82, when Liu Hong invited him to a banquet at Changqiu Palace.........

Now...

Now, he doesn't have to endure it anymore.

Liu Ce walked over to He Lian and sat down next to her.

He Lian looked at him, a smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "I've prepared a grand feast for my husband tonight, just for the two of us~" She deliberately dragged out the word "feast," her eyes carrying a mischievous yet alluring glint.

Liu Ce felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He grabbed He Lian's hand and pulled her into his arms.

Before He Lian could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.

She initially gave him a symbolic push, but quickly gave up resisting, wrapping her arms around his neck and responding passionately.

A long kiss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Liu Ce looked at her affectionately, a smile in his eyes, and said, "Don't rush to eat. I want to eat you first. We can have the big meal when we're both tired."

As he spoke, his hands began to wander.

He Lian quickly dodged, pushing him away with a mix of shyness and laughter: "Oh, husband! Don't rush... let's eat first!"

Liu Ce ignored the order and continued his attack.

He Lian tried to push him a few times, but couldn't budge him, so she simply gave up resisting and cooperated with him, her face flushed.

Inside the main hall, only the sound of tearing fabric, suppressed gasps, and singing could be heard.

In the main hall of Changqiu Palace, Liu Ce and He Lian spent some time in almost every spot.

From the main seat to the lower table, from the window to behind the screen, the location is changed every now and then.

They were incredibly diverse and creative.

He Lian's singing voice rose and fell, slow and fast, echoing in the empty hall, making people blush.

He Lian was so exhausted from his ministrations that she could barely stand and could only lean against him, letting him do as he pleased.

a long time.

(... For a detailed account of the process, please refer to Chapter 352...) it is finally over.

He Lian leaned softly against him, her whole body limp as if she had no bones, her face as red as an apple, panting, unable to utter a single word.

Her hair was disheveled, her phoenix crown was askew, and her phoenix robe was wrinkled. Where was the slightest trace of the Empress Dowager's majesty?

Liu Ce, holding He Lian, sat in the main seat and called out to the outside, "Someone, heat up these dishes."

The palace maids entered with their heads bowed, barely daring to breathe. They quickly took the dishes away to reheat them, then brought them back.

After arranging everything, he lowered his head and retreated, not daring to look at it again or say a word.

After the food was heated up, He Lian sat in Liu Ce's lap, and Liu Ce fed her while she ate.

Pick up a piece of fish, blow on it to cool it down, and bring it to her lips; scoop a spoonful of soup and carefully feed it to her.

He Lian leaned against him, languidly, not even wanting to move a finger, simply enjoying his service.

They ate like a couple deeply in love, taking turns taking bites.

After taking a few bites, He Lian recovered, but her face was still red.

She looked up at Liu Ce, a sly glint in her eyes, and said, "Next time, we can try it on the dragon bed."

Liu Ce smiled, lowered his head and kissed her, saying, "Okay. You can try it wherever you want. The dragon bed, the phoenix bed, the imperial garden, the Taiye Pond... anywhere is fine."

He Lian blushed even more and lightly punched him: "Dream on!"

Liu Ce laughed heartily and hugged her even tighter.

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, casting a silvery glow across the ground.

Inside Changqiu Palace, the lights were warm, and the two people leaned against each other, eating and talking, just like any other ordinary couple.

...

A few more days passed.

Cai Wan settled down in the mansion and got along very well with Yin Ying and Feng Yu. The three girls spent every day together, chatting and laughing.

Cai Yan and the others treated her very well, without any intention of ostracizing her.

Cai Mao stayed in Luoyang for a few days. After seeing that his sister was settled, he bid farewell and returned to Jingzhou.

Before leaving, Cai Wan saw him to the door, her eyes red.

"Little brother, be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, sister. Just live a good life in the manor and don't worry about home." Cai Mao smiled.

"We're relieved that His Highness the Prince of Yan treats you well."

Cai Wan nodded and watched him leave.

As he turned to return to his residence, he happened to run into Liu Ce returning from outside.

"What's wrong? Your eyes are red?" Liu Ce asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that my brother left, and I'm a little sad to see him go," Cai Wan said softly.

Liu Ce smiled and took her hand: "Missing home? In a while, I'll send someone to bring your father to Luoyang for a few days."

Cai Wan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Your husband keeps his word."

Cai Wan smiled, leaning on his shoulder, feeling a warm glow in her heart.