The eldest princess is obsessed with rebellion, but there are six male protagonists

Everyone has their own obsession.

The emperor's obsession is that he owns the whole world, but there are also people who want him but cannot get him.

Qiao Gui's obsession is that although he is extremely powerful, he also has his limits.

The greatest hidden desire of a eunuch is the love between husband and wife and the love of human relations. What Qiao Gui can't let go of the most is his child who he doesn't know whether he will be born in time.

But Su Fengyi had never expected that Qiao Gui's obsession was so deep. Even after so many years, he had not given up until today and was still looking for it.

When Xue Yu was speaking, he was very close to Su Fengyi.

Under the small round fan, their heads were touching each other, so close that the breath of Xue Yu's voice lingered around Su Fengyi's ears, which felt a little itchy, and also a little like the touch of a small animal.

This was too close and Su Fengyi felt very uncomfortable.

Although the eunuch could not be considered a real man, he was a man after all. Being so close to her had exceeded the safe distance in Su Fengyi's heart.

Su Fengyi wanted to get up, but Xue Yu got up before her.

After Xue Yu finished his private conversation, he put away his fan, knelt down obediently beside her, and fanned her slowly.

Xue Yu smiled at her tenderly while fanning her and asked:

"Your Highness, you're still hot, would you like some sour plum soup?"

Xue Yu acted so frankly that Su Fengyi felt that she was a little too sensitive just now.

She wanted to give Xue Yu some advice and ask him not to talk so close to her in the future.

But then he thought that if he acted too aloof, Xue Yu might overthink it and think that he despised him because he was a eunuch.

Moreover, Xue Yu's behavior was actually very common in the palace, and the palace did not regard eunuchs as serious men.

What's wrong with whispering in private? There are eunuchs helping the concubines to bathe and change clothes, and no one is making a fuss about it.

Xue Yu is young, the same age as Su Fengyi's nephew. In modern times, this age is just the first year of high school, which is the adolescence and the time when people are forming their values.

He has been in the palace for so long, and has been influenced by everything he has seen and heard, so the boundary between men and women has become blurred in his mind. It is normal that he does not realize that his behavior has infringed the law.

Since he has to survive in the palace, he naturally has to do things according to the palace rules. If he is required to follow the secular rules and be different from others in every way, it will harm him instead.

So to sum up, Su Fengyi felt that it was her own problem, not Xue Yu's problem.

So Su Fengyi looked normal:

“No, I’ll just lie down for a while. No need to fan you. You should take a rest too.

When the emperor finishes fishing, call me. I have something to ask the emperor."

Su Fengyi stopped fanning him, so Xue Yu immediately put away the fan and said:

"The factory manager was exhausted from serving the emperor, and suffered from back pain all year round, and couldn't even sleep well.

I looked for some massage methods from Taiyi Medical, hoping to show my filial piety to the factory owner.

But I don't know if I have learned well. Your Highness needs to rest, and you can help me try my skills. Let me serve you, massage your shoulders, and relieve your fatigue, okay?"

Seeing the princess's expression, Xue Yu knew she was going to refuse again, so before she could say no, he said:

"The factory owner adopted me as his godson so that I could please His Highness.

He told me to serve His Highness well, and now he keeps looking over here.

Now that His Highness has come, I should use my skills and serve him wholeheartedly. If I do nothing, I really don’t know how to explain to the factory owner after His Highness leaves.

If he finds out that I actually have no ability and cannot please His Highness, I am afraid that he will get tired of me in a few days.

I beg Your Highness to understand and have mercy on me."

What Xue Yu said made sense. It was not easy to get Xue Yu to be next to Qiao Gui. Everything was going smoothly. There was no reason to give up halfway.

So Su Fengyi said:

"Okay, just pretend, and don't overwork yourself."

Not knowing when the emperor would finish fishing, Su Fengyi half-lay on the recliner, dozing off while waiting for the emperor.

Xue Yu knelt aside and slowly, little by little, tentatively placed his hand on Su Fengyi's shoulder.

Xue Yu wanted to become closer to the eldest princess, but he had actually long noticed the distance between him and the princess.

Xue Yu was a little frustrated, but he was not discouraged.

Because he knew that as long as he said some nice words and talked about how pitiful he was like he had just done, His Highness would not reject him.

Because, Your Highness is such a gentle person.

On the one hand, Xue Yu felt deeply ashamed for taking advantage of the eldest princess's gentleness, but on the other hand, he could hardly suppress his desire to get closer and closer to her.

Life in the palace was really hard. Before the light appeared, he had become numb, like a walking corpse, as if he had fallen into hell. He was willing to give up everything he had for revenge.

She is like a window that occasionally opens in heaven. Her brief appearance casts a dazzling sun in this dark world. Just by seeing her, people can't help but want to get closer, regardless of the consequences.

Now that he has seen the light, he can no longer endure the days without light.

He was now in a broken state, and the difference between him and her was as great as heaven and earth. He dared not hope for anything else except to be closer to her.

The best and fastest way to break through the psychological distance between people is to shorten the physical distance.

Xue Yu waited for a while, and seeing that Su Fengyi did not object to his touch, he gently pressed Su Fengyi.

Xue Yu massaged very properly. If he said he would massage the shoulders, he would only massage the shoulders, and his hands would not move or touch other parts of the body.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the sound of the nearby lake, the cool breeze blowing through the pavilion, and the almost imperceptible breathing of the person behind me.

In this peaceful atmosphere, Su Fengyi felt Xue Yu's rhythmic, kitten-like massage, as well as the harmless aura he exuded. After such a long time, she felt the long-lost relaxation for the first time.

Slowly, she fell into this soothing atmosphere, and her nerves, which had been tense since she came here, relaxed, and finally she actually fell asleep.

After a while, seeing that the princess had fallen asleep, Xue Yu stopped massaging for fear of waking her up.

It was a hot summer day, and even though the princess was sleeping under the pavilion, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. So he used a handkerchief to gently wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Xue Yu stood by her side, fanning her. Su Fengyi slowly fell asleep, and her hand that was resting on the recliner dropped down.

Xue Yu looked at her drooping hand, worried that her hand would be numb after waking up, so he carefully held her hand and gently placed it back on the recliner.

There was a small fiery red phoenix embroidered on Su Fengyi's sleeve. Xue Yu stared at the phoenix for a long time.

It was so long that he even forgot the time, where he was, and who he was, and he bent down involuntarily.

The emperor finally caught a big, fat red carp. He ran to the pavilion happily with the fish in his hand, wanting to show off his skills to his sister.

As a result, as soon as she ran into the pavilion, she saw her own sister sleeping soundly on a recliner, and the beautiful little eunuch she was in love with was secretly kissing a phoenix on her sleeve.