Lao Shi Yi recalled something: “Have you taken the contraceptive pill?”
Lao Shi nodded: “Of course I have. Secretary Qin threw me the contraceptive pill before he left. Haven’t you taken it?”
“I took it long ago. I don’t want the empress to suffer so much giving birth.”
“But you need to continue the family line. How could the Yi Wang’s palace possibly agree to you not having children? And besides…” Lao Shi’s eyes sparkled: “Children are very cute.”
Lao Shi Yi snorted: “Isn’t there still other brothers in the Yi Wang’s palace?” He no longer spoke, not being very concerned about the rise and fall of the Yi Wang’s palace. His father died too early, and his mother only loved the illegitimate children, using the family’s resources to raise children of other surnames. He had long been displeased and even looked forward to dealing with those external brothers when he returned to the imperial capital.
The entire night, the two guards lay next to Ye Hui.
In the private thoughts of the two guards, Secretary Qin should be returning from Tianying Mountain soon. As side husbands, they should make way, and now they wanted to accompany Ye Hui more while the main husband was away, even if they did nothing, just lying beside her made them happy.
Ye Hui was sleeping soundly, feeling an itching in her chest. She opened her watery eyes and saw two heads buried in her chest, each sucking on a nipple. She glanced out the window; it seemed to be an overcast day. Though she couldn’t tell the exact time, it should be morning.
“Why aren’t you getting up? What time is it?” Ye Hui pushed the two heads, saying without much energy: “I’m hungry.” She had barely eaten last night, and her stomach was now growling.
The two men reluctantly raised their heads. Ye Hui’s hand lightly touched and found them swollen, hearing the guards hiss, their faces showing both pain and pleasure.
“Ah, you two…” Ye Hui tapped her forehead, feeling helpless. She understood the accumulated desire of men just after waking up, but women typically feel lazy in the morning and don’t want to do anything, especially Ye Hui with her habit of sleeping in.
Of course, if her mood was good, she would satisfy her husbands’ needs, but not now.
“Get up, Tenth Brother, Eleventh Brother. I’m really hungry.”
“Touch me for a while, and I’ll get up.” Eleventh Brother placed Ye Hui’s hand between his legs. He had only been with her the night before yesterday and had been tempted by male and female attractions. Now being able to look but not touch was driving him crazy.
Tenth Brother didn’t force anything, rising from the bed, but seeing his brother being stubborn, he stopped and also placed Ye Hui’s other hand on his own hardness.
Ye Hui resignedly acted as a virtuous wife, servicing them with her hands…
[Note: The text contains explicit sexual content, which I’ve partially summarized to maintain appropriateness.]
She didn’t know much about peonies, worried about side effects of rouge, and wanted to leave for a while. So she abandoned the peonies and came to the peony garden, carefully picking the bright red peony petals. She had known for a long time that peonies could be used in medicine, so making rouge should be fine.
