Five years after her death, she awoke on the dragon bed.

Chapter 245 Images Inappropriate for Children

Lou Suyi froze on the spot, and it took her a while to control her expression. She looked blank and innocent: "Your Majesty didn't say anything just now, so I thought it meant tacit consent."

That's ridiculous. Liang Wanying upset him, so does he want to take it out on her?
Murong didn't reply, and the room remained silent.

Lou Suyi stared blankly at the floor, recalling Liang Wanying's sweet voice when she called Murong. She suddenly wondered if Murong liked Liang Wanying's affected manner. Should she learn to speak in a high-pitched voice like Liang Wanying?

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard Murong's voice from ahead: "Come here!"

Lou Suying reluctantly moved to Murong's side, staring at him warily: "Your Majesty, you're not planning to be violent towards me, are you?"

If he hits a woman, is he still a man?

Murong laughed angrily and pushed the inkstone in front of Lou Suyi: "Grind the ink!"

His movements were so exaggerated that the splashed ink stained Lou Suyi's snow-white hands.

Lou Suyi was afraid that the ink would get on the child, and was about to put the child down when Murong took the child, placed him on his lap, and then pulled her hand to wipe the ink off.

It must be said that his actions were anything but gentle, but this series of actions touched Lou Suyi's heart.

The premise is that he doesn't speak.

"Are you made of wood? Can't you dodge?!"

Lou Suyi replied truthfully, "Before I could react, I got stained with ink."

Seeing that Murong was wiping the back of her hand, she chuckled and said, "It'll be clean if I just wash it with water."

Can you please stop rubbing it? It's not a big deal, it'll be clean after washing.
Murong found the grime on the back of her snow-white hand particularly unsightly, but it was indeed impossible to clean it.

"Jiqing, go fetch some warm water." Murong turned to look at Jiqing, who was standing to the side.

Ji Qing readily agreed and quickly brought over a basin of warm water.

Lou Suyi was about to wash her hands herself when Murong put Xiao Muchen on the desk to crawl on, and then personally helped her wash her hands.

Not only was Lou Suyi dumbfounded, Ji Qing, who had originally wanted to help Lou Suyi wash her hands, was also left standing aside.

He felt that such a trivial matter was something he, as a servant, should handle; why was His Majesty so anxious?

It's not like it can't be washed clean, yet they personally helped the Empress wash it, as if they were afraid that if it got on her, it wouldn't come off.

Lou Suyi stared blankly at Murong's taut jawline, wondering if his reaction was excessive or if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He was helping her wash her hands, but his dragon sleeves got wet.

Murong only stopped when her hands returned to their original whiteness.

Ji Qing handed over a handkerchief and, noticing that Murong's dragon robe sleeve was wet, asked, "Would Your Majesty like to change into a different dragon robe?"

"No problem."

Murong took the handkerchief and carefully wiped Lou Suyi's hands, as if she were doing something extraordinary.

Only when Lou Suyi's palms were clean and white did his brows relax, and Lou Suyi could clearly see the obvious change in his expression, which made her want to laugh.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that Murong seemed very worried about her. Had she misunderstood?
Just as she was lost in thought, Murong lifted her chin, his movement quite flirtatious: "What are you thinking about?"

Lou Suyi was facing his handsome, refined face when she suddenly snapped back to reality.

What the hell is she thinking?
For a fleeting moment, she actually felt that Murong liked her.

His beloved concubine had an entire harem; she was merely one of them.

Besides, emperors have always been fickle. He could change his attitude towards his most favored concubine, Liang Wanying, in an instant, let alone her.

She only rose to power because of her son; she mustn't be presumptuous. "You don't seem very bright, no wonder Chen'er is too, he's like you."

Murong was known for his sharp tongue, and this moment was no exception.

Lou Suying slapped his hand away, her voice laced with sarcasm: "Yes, His Majesty is the most intelligent man in the entire Great Xia Dynasty."

Murong nodded: "Otherwise, how could I have ascended the throne?"

Lou Suyi was speechless, unable to refute him.

Murong gestured for Jiqing to take away the little prince who was causing trouble on his desk. His long eyelashes cast a dappled shadow on his eyelids: "Help the Empress grind the ink."

Lou Suyi hummed softly.

So it turns out that keeping her around was just to make her do hard labor, serving the emperor with writing and calligraphy, but she preferred to take care of the child.

But since the emperor had given the order, she had no reason to disobey.

Looking at the mountain of memorials, Murong sighed softly, "Empress, look at the mess you've made. I still have so many memorials to deal with."

Lou Suying looked at Murong in disbelief. Seeing her wide-eyed, dumbfounded expression, Murong smiled and said, "Isn't that right?"

Lou Suyi wasn't going to swallow this insult: "It was His Majesty who placed Chen'er on the desk, and it was His Majesty who asked me to bring Chen'er over to keep him company. It was Consort Hui who just brought the tonic soup. How can His Majesty so easily shift the blame onto me?"

Anyway, she's not convinced and refuses to take the blame!
Murong pretended to think about it and felt that the Empress's words made sense.

"I have wronged the Empress. Fine, I will compensate the Empress."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lou Suying was pulled onto his lap by a force.

She instinctively tried to struggle to get up, but he moved the nourishing soup that Liang Wanying had made and fed it to her lips.

Lou Suying didn't know how to control her expression. She didn't want this kind of compensation.

Seeing Lou Suyi's thunderstruck expression, Murong calmly asked, "Does the Empress feel that my sincerity is insufficient?"

Before Lou Suyi could answer, she saw Murong take a sip of soup and lean down to aim it at her lips.

When Ji Qing saw this sudden scene, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He hurriedly covered the young prince's eyes, as this scene was inappropriate for children and the young prince should not be seen.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the Imperial Study, otherwise, if others had seen it, they would have been shocked.

He carried the young prince out of the imperial study and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lou Suyi was completely bewildered by the sudden kiss and was left in a daze. When his passionate kiss stopped, she looked at him blankly and felt that his eyes were even darker than ink.

Because the two were so close, she could feel their rapid heartbeats, and she couldn't tell if it was hers or his.

"Your Majesty, perhaps you should deal with the memorials first?" Lou Suyi stammered after a long while.

If he and she were to engage in illicit activities in the Imperial Study, he wouldn't be able to finish reviewing all these mountain of memorials by tomorrow.

"Is the Empress satisfied with my compensation?" Murong's thin lips, red from the kiss, parted slightly, exuding an eerie charm.

"Satisfied, very satisfied," Lou Suyi said, struggling to get out of his embrace.

She quickly straightened her collar, which he had ripped open, and thought to herself, "How could such a serious-looking man suddenly turn into a licentious and tyrannical ruler?"
"You just sit here. Don't move, don't speak, and don't disturb me," Murong instructed again.

Lou Suyi thought to herself, wouldn't it be better to let her leave? Why force her to sit there like a wallflower?

This time, she didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal: "Your Majesty can rest assured, I will certainly not disturb Your Majesty."