TVHBA Chapter 123
Translated by Novice Translations
Proofread by Snacks
Be Good, Don’t Throw a Small Tantrum
Nan Xun ignored little eight. She sighed, laying on the bed and didn’t want to move because her body had softened into mud.
Cuihuan came in with water, “Niang Niang, it’s already day. This slave saw you sleeping and didn’t have the heart to wake you up.”
Nan Xun struggled to brace herself up from the bed. Cuihuan quickly went over to help her, then saw the traces of blue and purple. Her eyes rounded and she inadvertently said, “Yan gongzi is too indifferent, how, how…”
Nan Xun waved carelessly , "It's okay, it's just being bitten a few times, it looks horrendous, but it’s really nothing."
Cuihuan murmured to herself softly, then waited for Nan Xun to freshen up, then afterwards had a meal.
Thanks to her living in the cold palace now, she can get up whenever she wants to. Unlike those favored concubines that had to get up at five or six o’clock, wash themselves and dress up for one or two hours, then rush to the doors of higher-ranked concubines to greet them.
This morning passed quickly, and the time was wasted.
Nan Xun laid on the long couch in the room. The weather was cold now, so she seldom goes to the yard. Only when the sunshine was better, she would move her rocking chair out to a spot where she can soak in sunshine, then took a nap.
Cuihuan followed Nan Xun for such a long time and became lazy with her. She moved a small stool to sit beside Nan Xun and dozed off unknowingly.
When Yan Han came, he saw this scene.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He lightly walked to Nan Xun and crouched down in front of her, carefully admiring the woman’s beautiful face. He really like these two things, when she was asleep and when she was awake. Every expression, he likes to look.
Yan Han stared at the woman for a long time. Then, felt the apex of his heart itching. He couldn’t help it. He lowered his head and embraced the sweet peach petals.
The woman hummed. Her eyes opened slightly to a slit, then after seeing that person, she lazily closed her eyes again, as if she was a person that had nothing to do.
Yan Han's heart and soul rippled for a while, then his voice sank as he said, “Yao Yao, are you seducing me?”
Nan Xun's eyes didn’t open, and her lips smirked slightly. “My husband says its seducing, then it’s seducing.”
Yan Han’s self-control is first-class. But after hearing this, something in his mind collapsed with a crash. He kissed her hard, then put his big palm on her waist to carry her.
Nan Xun was suddenly agitated, and the drowsy cat disappeared without a trace.
"Yan Han! What are you doing? It’s daylight!" Nan Xun gave a low cry.
Yan Han hushed her, then signal her to look in Cuihuan’s direction.
The little servant girl, Cuihuan was sleeping soundly with her head tilted. Her mouth slightly open, and drool dripping down.
Nan Xun immediately lowered her voice and scolded angrily, “Do you also understand that Cuihuan is here? Do you also know how to have face? Brother Han, aren’t you embarassed? Now, it’s broad daylight and you want to take me to the inner hall with me in your arms? Do you have nothing else to do during the daytime?”
Yan Han said thick-skinned: “Yao Yao, I miss you so much if I don’t see you three times in a day. I miss you so much to the point of heartache. Even if I want to have sex in the daytime, I’m your husband. I want you, no matter the time.”
Nan Xun: ...
"Little eight, little eight, you come out quickly. Is there any psychedelic powder from last time? Give me ten bottles."
Little eight pretended to be dead and was wordless.
Nan Xun laughed in her heart: “If you give it to me now, I won’t care about the emperor’s libido, but if you don’t give it, haha.”
The next second, Nan Xun felt that there was a small porcelain bottle in her sleeves, accompanied by little eight’s suffocating voice, “Ying ying ying, you always bully me, the emperor’s ability to be potent is really a sudden situation…”
Nan Xun oh-ed and said, “I believe you ah, touch your head.”
Little eight: ...
So, is it a pit? Nan Xun believed him with the psychedelic powder, so is it in the pit?
(TN: Little eight is talking about that since he gave over the powder, his mistake, will it be buried in a pit now, and never brought up by Nan Xun ever)
Yan Han's stride was very big, one of his steps was Nan Xun’s three strides. Soon, they arrived at the inner hall. Then he placed people on the bed in a hurry and bullied them.
Nan Xun immediately stretched out her hand onto his chest to stop him and said anxiously: “Brother Han, I will do what you want, but I have a condition.”
Yan Han moved her hand and kissed her. He didn’t let her forehead, nose or eyes off the hook. He kissed and said, “Yao Yao, you say, no matter what it is, I promise you.”
Nan Xun's mouth was bent, and she thought of a way. Maybe the psychedelic powder could be kept for the next time.
“Brother Han, although you took off the mask last night, it was dark so I couldn’t see your face at all. Can you take it off again right now?”
Once Yan Han heard this, his actions became stiff and he no longer continued.
He tidied up Nan Xun’s messy palace dress, picked her up from the bed and said with some genuine guilt: “Yao Yao, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have disregarded your willingness. I won’t do this kind of thing during the day.”
Nan Xun: ...
Nan Xun looked at his bloodshot eyes, and she smiled in her heart.
Yes, that's it. Properly bear it. You can only look at me and endure it!
“Brother Han, I'm not unwilling. I like it very much.” Nan Xun leaned over, with her arms around his neck, slightly raised her head and kissed him on the chin. Her eyes and eyebrows were bent into a smile.
After listening to this, Yan Han was short of breath and almost suffocated.
He stared at Nan Xun with a heated gaze for a while, but suddenly caught her off guard. With a tear, he pulled a long strip from his robe.
Nan Xun yelled, "What are you doing?"
Yan Han blindfolded her with the long strip without saying a word. His deep hoarse voice rang in her year, “Yao Yao, you can touch me anyway you want. I want you now. I can’t help it.”
With that, he took the mask off his face, then took Nan Xun’s hand and guided it to his face.
Nan Xun said indignantly: "Brother Han, you are too treacherous. Why should I be blindfolded to touch your face?"
Yan Han sipped her lips and coaxed her in a low voice: "Be good, don't throw a small tantrum. Touch it well. Don’t you want to know how I look like? "
Nan Xun: ...
Big boss, is she a kid and easy to fool?
Nan Xun felt his face in a disorderly way as if she was venting. She also held his cheek and pinched it back and forth. The handsome face was deformed by her.
In this way, Yan Han's movements didn’t slow down at all.
He quickly began to peel Nan Xun’s clothes away like a boiled egg. At first, the belt was tied up too tight. He couldn’t untie it for half a day, so he simply tore the belt into two pieces, then pulled the layers of the palace dress two or three times, followed by her inner clothes.
She was really stripped, there was nothing left.
After that, he began to enjoy a big meal.