Little Pink, who had been keeping a close watch on Jun Yulin’s behavior and had a bad premonition early on, has fled as fast as usual, as one could’ve expected.
“Royal Uncle, you’re drunk.”
Yan Luo’s hands and feet were pinned down by him, unable to move. Her small body struggled slightly, her hair scattered across the bed, and her eyes held a faint shimmer, seemingly from the earlier shock.
Her slight writhing under him immediately stirred some rather inappropriate feelings in Jun Yulin.
Half-squinting, he firmly pinned Yan Luo down. Upon hearing her words, he gave a nonchalant reply, showing no intention of denying it.
Then, with extreme familiarity, he poked her cheek, then moved his hand down to lightly grasp the softness of her chest, and lowered his head to kiss her face.
And then, looking extremely content…
He fell asleep.
Yan Luo : …???
The presence of the big hand on her chest was way too obvious, and he was lying completely on top of her, making it impossible for her to move. When she struggled slightly, Jun Yulin frowned and pressed down even harder.
He was practically flattening her like a pancake.
Giving up her struggle, Yan Luo collapsed onto the bed, looking at Jun Yulin’s sleeping posture.
Hmm… could she sentence him for the crime of disrespecting the emperor right now?
With such a heavy person on top of her, it was naturally hard to fall asleep. And she couldn’t exactly call someone in at a time like this. If Lu Yan heard about it and made a fuss, wouldn’t this man’s blackening value skyrocket?
Though even now he was already behaving strangely.
Yan Luo, sleepy but unable to sleep, stared up at the bed canopy with wide eyes.
What the hell is this Jun Yulin guy? And why is he sleeping so soundly while she’s stuck here worrying about this and that??
She struggled until the middle of the night before sleepiness finally defeated the discomfort, and she drifted off in a daze.
Early next morning.
The sky was still dark, the palace only just beginning to stir. On the luxurious and comfortable bed of the emperor’s quarters lay two people.
Jun Yulin’s headache caused by last night’s alcohol had mostly faded, and his sleep was particularly restful, but something about the atmosphere felt… off.
Jun Yulin opened his now-calm black eyes alertly. Sensing his surroundings, he froze slightly. Then he noticed the feel of his hand, and the unfamiliar sensation beneath him. Looking down, he saw Yan Luo’s delicate but slightly tired face.
His mind went completely blank.
This was… the emperor’s sleeping quarters?
Last night… A few vague images flashed through his mind.
Jun Yulin: ……
“Royal Uncle… Have you stared enough? If so, could you get off of me?” Yan Luo had apparently already opened her phoenix eyes at some point. Her voice was laced with gritted teeth and a trace of irritable morning mood.
Of course, having such a heavy person on top of her meant she hadn’t slept well. But she couldn’t shake him off either. All night, she had drifted in and out of sleep, making it the worst night’s sleep she’d had in this world.
Jun Yulin had barely woken up when she also stirred. Yet this guy still looked all serious, staying in the same position as last night, as if lost in thought.
Finally, she couldn’t help but speak up. But Jun Yulin still looked like he hadn’t come back to his senses.
Gritting her teeth, Yan Luo tried to sit up a little, attempting to rescue the half of her body that had gone numb from being crushed.
And then…
He reflexively pushed her back down again.
Yan Luo : ……
What now? A whole night of crushing her wasn’t enough??