Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

His fingers couldn't help but touch the bitten thin lips and gently wiped away the blood stains.

"……you……"

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry." After Shen Yan said this, he kissed Xiao Yi who was lying on the bed.

He kept sucking the sweet juice from the other's mouth, his eyes full of heartache.

When Xiao Yi saw the emotions in Shen Yan's eyes, he was startled, but before he had time to think about it, he was brought into the paradise of lust.

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When Xiao Yi regained consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes and was still a little confused for a moment.

He found himself tightly embraced by a warm embrace, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force, with no freedom of movement at all.

He looked up and saw a handsome face.

It was Shen Yan, who was looking down at him, his eyes full of worry.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Shen Yan's tone was gentle and concerned, but his eyes revealed a complex emotion.

Xiao Yi came to his senses instantly and pushed the person away.

"Shen Xuan..." He looked at Shen Yan with mixed feelings.

Shen Yan got down from the bed consciously, bowed to Xiao Yi, then turned around and left silently.

He looked at the other person's figure, and a special emotion surged in his heart.

He just looked at the sky outside, endured the discomfort in his lower body, and slowly got out of bed.

After all, he was the emperor, and he had to go to court every morning. However, when he sat in the court and watched the ministers below constantly advising him to expand the harem and give birth to children as soon as possible, a feeling of powerlessness came over him.

He suppressed his anger and went straight to the hot spring after leaving the court. He bathed in the mist of the hot spring, and his physical fatigue and discomfort were relieved a little.

Since ancient times, emperors have been called widowers, not because they are lonely, but because they have to bear all responsibilities and pressures alone.

He felt that he had too many expectations and burdens on his shoulders, but he couldn't find someone to share them with.

He was nearly thirty years old, but had no son, and his only princess was weak, which made him very anxious.

Moreover, in recent days, those old villains in the court have become more and more presumptuous.

He even hinted that he would choose one of his relatives as the crown prince to ensure the future of the dynasty.

But this world belongs to him, Xiao Yi. How could he let it be handed over to others until the last moment?

But God was not on his side, as he was poisoned again due to a small assassination attempt.

He who was above everyone else was forced to submit to a man.

Thinking of this, his eyes were filled with humiliation.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine sent someone to say that the little princess seems to be unwell again. Your Majesty, please go over and take a look." Xiao Fuzi's voice came from outside the screen.

Hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

How could his peace and happiness be uncomfortable again???

He raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Prepare the sedan chair and go to the Purple Palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xiao Fuzi responded and retreated respectfully.

The sedan chair arrived outside the Purple Palace.

He stood up, walked through the carved door, and headed towards Princess Anle's bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, the candlelight flickered, and the warm yellow light reflected the exquisite furnishings, but it could not illuminate his furrowed brows.

"His Majesty has arrived!" Xiao Fuzi's voice sounded again, sharp and loud.

He walked into the bedroom and saw the pale little man on the couch.

His heart suddenly ached and he felt extremely distressed.

"Father!" When the little girl on the couch saw him, a smile broke out on her pale face, her eyes full of dependence and joy.

He walked over quickly, sat beside the couch, and gently stroked her little face, "What's wrong, my little Anle, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Princess Anle's eyes slightly avoided, and she pinched the corner of the quilt with her little hands and said softly, "Nothing, just a little dizzy."

He became more and more uneasy as he listened, "Where is the imperial physician? Why hasn't he come yet?"

The beautiful woman at the side quickly replied.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has examined him. Le'er just caught a cold last night. But he kept clamoring to see his father, so I asked Your Majesty to come."

He frowned tightly, looking at the pale little person on the bed, feeling distressed.

"Cold? What did the doctor say?"

"The imperial physician said that the cold has entered the body and needs to be slowly recuperated. There is no need to worry too much." The woman replied.

Xiao Yi's face darkened, "Don't worry, is this something you should say as a mother?"

"Your Majesty, I said something wrong. Le'er has caught a cold. I am so worried that I wish I could take his place." Concubine Lin said, tears dripping from her eyes.

Xiao Yi looked at Concubine Lin's tears, and the anger in his heart subsided a little.

He slowed down his tone and said, "My Lady, I know you are also worried about Le'er's safety, but Anle has been weak since childhood. Although the cold is a minor illness, it cannot be taken lightly."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

"That's good. I still have official business to attend to, so I'll go first..." Concubine Lin watched Shen Yan stand up and quickly gave Anle a wink.

Anle shuddered and immediately said to Xiao Yi.

"Father, please don't leave. Can you stay with me?"

He looked at her pale little face, his heart softened, "Okay, father won't leave, father will accompany you."

He sat back on the couch, wrapped her small hand in his big palm, and squeezed it gently.

After taking the medicine with Anle and coaxing her to sleep, he got up and walked out.

"Your Majesty, you have been tired all day. Why don't you stay in Zichen Palace tonight..." Concubine Lin hurriedly walked to Xiao Yi's side and asked softly.

"No, let's go back to Qianyuan Palace." Xiao Yi said softly, and walked out of the palace gate.

Xiao Fuzi, who was guarding outside the hall, hurriedly followed, and the master and servant left the Zichen Hall together and walked towards the Qianyuan Hall.

Concubine Lin had a smile on her face as she respectfully saw Xiao Yi off. She was so angry in her heart that the nail on her hand, which was used for the Dankou, broke off and a little blood was coming out of her palm.

"My queen." The nanny beside her quickly brought a handkerchief.

"I'm fine." Concubine Lin said coldly, taking the handkerchief and pressing it on her palm to stop the bleeding.

The spring night was extremely cold, and she deliberately opened the window last night, causing Anle to catch a cold.

That’s why today’s events happened, but in the end Xiao Yi was not kept.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to rush. The person above hasn't made any move yet! What's more, we still have the little princess." As he said this, he quickly helped Concubine Lin to sit down.

When Concubine Lin heard this, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Qianyuan Hall.

It was as quiet as usual. The servants in the hall were kneeling on the ground. When they saw him come in, they all kowtowed and saluted.

"Your servant respectfully welcomes Your Majesty."

Xiao Yi glanced at everyone calmly and walked straight towards the back hall.