Chapter 1258: Reliving Helan Minyue's Tenderness

Lin Lang chuckled softly, his fingertips gently caressing Helan Minyue's delicate wrist, his eyes filled with undisguised doting affection, and he said in a deep voice, "My beloved consort is truly understanding me more and more."

Before he finished speaking, he wrapped his long arm around Helan Minyue's soft body and pulled her into his embrace.

With a soft, warm body in his arms and the faint fragrance of her hair lingering around his nose, Lin Lang felt his bones soften.

He Lanminyue was embraced tightly by Lin Lang, and her cheeks instantly flushed with an alluring blush. She raised her hand and gently punched Lin Lang's firm chest, speaking in a soft and coquettish voice.

"Your Majesty, we've just finished lunch. Why are you already thinking about doing such a shameful thing?"

Lin Lang lowered his head, his nose brushing against He Lanmin's smooth forehead, his hot breath spraying against her ear, and he chuckled in a hoarse voice, "It's good to exercise after a meal so that the food can be digested properly."

He Lanminyue's cheeks burned even hotter, so she buried her face in Lin Lang's warm neck, wrapped her arms softly around his waist, and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty's way of digesting food is quite unique."

Her hair tickled Lin Lang's neck, and the warm, soft touch of her in his arms made him even more aroused.

Lin Lang gently stroked Helan Minyue's smooth, long hair, his fingertips lightly twirling the ends of her hair as he spoke with a tender, amused tone: "Oh? Then tell me, my beloved concubine, is my method effective?"

Helan Minyue was so amused by Lin Lang that she felt weak all over and couldn't help but gently bite his shoulder. The force was so light that it was like a tickle, but her tone was a little reproachful: "Your Majesty always bullies your concubine."

Lin Lang lowered his head and his thin lips brushed against Helan Minyue's reddened earlobe. His warm breath made her heart tremble: "Bullying you? I'm clearly just showing you affection."

Helan Minyue instinctively shrank her neck, her voice soft and slightly embarrassed: "There are so many ways to pamper your concubine, but Your Majesty always chooses the most shameful one."

Lin Lang chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest transmitting to Helan Minyue through their pressed skin.

He raised his hand and pinched Helan Minyue's reddened earlobe. The heat of his fingertips made her flinch. He teased in a hoarse voice, "Oh? Then tell me, my beloved concubine, which method is not shameful? I will change it."

These words were clearly meant to tease her, and Helan Minyue knew it all too well.

She raised her head, her watery eyes filled with a thin layer of mist, and glared at him with a look that was both reproachful and not reproachful, her cherry lips slightly pouting: "Your Majesty is clearly doing this on purpose, I will not fall for it."

Looking at Helan Minyue's charming and innocent appearance, Lin Lang felt even more tender.

He lowered his head, his thin lips barely brushing against the corner of her lips, but not kissing her deeply. He only whispered with a smile, "Not falling for it? Then let me ask you another way—does my beloved concubine like it when I treat you like this?"

Helan Minyue's cheeks instantly turned as red as if they could boil an egg. She hurriedly turned her face away, pressed her forehead against Lin Lang's collarbone, and groaned in a muffled voice, "If Your Majesty continues to talk nonsense like this, I... I will ignore you."

"Ignore me?" Lin Lang raised an eyebrow, his hand slowly sliding down He Lanminyue's back, gently pulling her waist closer to him, his tone full of teasing.

"Who was that looking at me with such flirtatious eyes just now? Now they've learned to play innocent?"

He Lanminyue was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear into the ground after Lin Lang exposed her thoughts.

She raised her hand and gently pinched Lin Lang's waist, the force not so strong as to sound like a flirtatious teasing: "Your Majesty is so naughty!"

Lin Lang grabbed He Lanminyue's mischievous wrist, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, his eyes overflowing with doting affection: "Hmm, I'm only bad to you."

He Lanminyue was delighted to hear this and snuggled into Lin Lang's arms, saying coquettishly, "You just say nice things to coax me, and I just fall for it."

Lin Lang chuckled softly, tightening his grip on Helan Minyue's wrist and pulling her closer to him. His nose brushed against the stray hairs at her temples, and his breath was filled with her sweet fragrance.

"What's wrong with coaxing you? I'm happy to coax you. Of all the millions of people in this world, I'll only coax you."

These words made Helan Minyue's heart tremble. She raised her eyes to glare at Lin Lang, but her watery eyes were full of smiles, without the slightest hint of reproach: "You're so glib. If others heard Your Majesty say this, they would probably laugh at you."

"A joke?" Lin Lang raised an eyebrow, his thin lips brushing against Helan Minyue's lips, leaving a faint touch. "Who dares to laugh at my love for my beloved concubine? Even if the Empress came, I would say the same thing."

He Lanminyue chuckled softly at Lin Lang's teasing, her shoulders trembling slightly. She raised her hand to cover Lin Lang's mouth, her fingertips touching his warm lips, before quickly pulling it back, her cheeks turning even redder.

"Your Majesty is becoming more and more unserious. If you keep saying that, I really won't talk to you anymore."

Lin Lang caught He Lanminyue's withdrawn hand, gently bit her fingertip, and smiled broadly: "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore."

"Then tell me, my beloved concubine, when you pressed against my collarbone just now, were you secretly smelling my masculine scent?"

Lin Lang exposed Helan Minyue's little scheme, and she buried her face in his neck in embarrassment, muttering, "Your Majesty is talking nonsense! I didn't!"

"No?" Lin Lang teased Helan Minyue deliberately, patting her back gently as if coaxing a child.

"Why did I feel that when you snuggled into my arms just now, your nose twitched several times?"

He Lanminyue frowned slightly, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and reproach, her soft voice tinged with a touch of bitterness: "Your Majesty, I smelled the unique orchid fragrance that Consort Ya possesses."

"Hmph, you must have had Consort Ya serve you this morning, and only came here after that, right?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang's smile froze for a moment. He secretly thought to himself that something was wrong, forgetting that he still had the unique orchid fragrance of Fuyu Xue on his body.

He looked down at the beauty in his arms, who was feigning anger, and a smile flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by deep affection.

Lin Lang reached out and pinched Helan Minyue's puffed-up cheeks, coaxing her, "My dear consort, you've wronged me."

"Oh? Then tell me, Your Majesty, how did I wrong you?"

He Lanminyue pouted her little mouth, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her charming and innocent appearance was simply adorable.

Lin Lang replied, "This morning, Ling'er fell and broke her ankle while climbing on a cabinet. Qingdai came to report this anxiously, and that's why I rushed to Consort Ya's palace to treat Ling'er's injury. Perhaps that's why I picked up some of Consort Ya's fragrance. There was no question of her serving me in bed."

Upon hearing this, Helan Minyue asked anxiously, "Oh dear, how badly is Ling'er injured? It must have broken Sister Yafei's heart!"

"My dear consort, there is no need to worry. Although Ling'er was naughty and broke her ankle, I have used my healing superpower to heal her ankle. Now she can jump around again."

Helan Minyue breathed a sigh of relief, her voice soft: "I see. It seems I wronged Your Majesty. As long as Ling'er is alright, that's all that matters."

Lin Lang chuckled helplessly, his tone full of coaxing: "You little lemon spirit, why are you suddenly jealous? You're the only one in my heart, how could anyone else possibly catch my eye?"

Upon hearing this, Helan Minyue smiled sweetly to herself, but asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what is a lemon spirit?"

Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh and replied, "It means exactly what it says. It's like a lemon has come to life, meaning someone who's easily jealous of others and sour that they like to be jealous."

"You're so mean, Your Majesty! How could you call me a lemon!"

As Helan Minyue spoke, she buried her face even deeper, her warm breath brushing against Lin Lang's neck, carrying a faint fragrance. "I was just asking casually, how did that make me a jealous lemon?"

Lin Lang smiled and raised his hand to stroke Helan Minyue's flushed cheeks, his fingertips tracing the side of her delicate neck, his tone full of playful affection: "Oh? My beloved concubine isn't a sour grapes?"

"Who was that just now, puffing out their cheeks like a cute little hamster, asking me sour questions about me and Consort Ya?"

He Lanminyue shyly twisted her body in Lin Lang's arms, tightening her arms around his waist, her voice muffled in the crook of his neck, soft and coquettish.

"That's because Your Majesty smells of someone else, and I'm a little jealous."

"My beloved concubine has finally admitted to being jealous, hasn't she?"

Helan Minyue's cheeks burned even hotter, but she still stubbornly snorted and punched Lin Lang's chest: "Your Majesty is just using sweet words to deceive me."

A hint of cunning lurked in Lin Lang's eyes as he smiled: "Then tell me, my beloved concubine, did my sweet talk please you?"

He Lanminyue couldn't help but smile as Lin Lang amused her, but she still kept a straight face and said coquettishly, "I don't like it, I don't like it at all."

"Haha... My beloved concubine, you're being arrogant because of my favor, but I just love your hypocritical attitude." Lin Lang's voice was as tender as honey.

"Hehe...Your Majesty is the best to me!" Helan Minyue tiptoed and gently pecked Lin Lang's lips.

Lin Lang embraced the alluring Helan Minyue and said, his throat bobbing, "Then I will now pamper my beloved concubine in bed, leaving only her scent on my body, is that alright?"

He Lanmin shyly raised her head, her watery eyes sparkling with laughter. She reached out and hooked her arm around Lin Lang's neck, pouting her lips in a defiant manner: "Hmph, no way!"

"Hey! You little ingrate, you were just being sarcastic and picking a fight. Now I'll have to go find Consort Ya to serve me in bed."

Helan Minyue's heart trembled at Lin Lang's flirting, and she hurriedly said in a charming and coquettish tone, "No, Your Majesty, you mustn't leave. Your Majesty, I will serve you and help you take a nap right now."

"Ha ha……"

Lin Lang burst into laughter. With a swift movement, he swept the soft and delicate Helan Minyue into his arms and strode hurriedly toward the large bed covered with brocade cushions in the inner room.

Helan Minyue let out a soft moan, instinctively wrapping her arms around Lin Lang's neck, pressing her cheek against his warm chest, her voice trembling softly as she pleaded, "Your Majesty... slow down, you're in such a hurry."

Lin Lang looked down at the beauty in his arms, his eyes filled with an irrepressible smile, but his steps did not slow down at all: "My beloved concubine, who told you to be as beautiful as an angel, with an outrageously curvaceous figure? I have no resistance to you."

As he spoke, he walked to the bedside and gently placed Helan Minyue on it.

The soft mattress sagged slightly, and Helan Minyue leaned back, her black hair spreading out on the pillow, making her flushed face even more charming and beautiful.

She looked up at Lin Lang, who was leaning closer, her eyes filled with shyness, but she couldn't bear to let go of his neck. Instead, she pulled him up slightly and dragged him onto the bed.

Their noses barely touched, and they gazed into each other's eyes with deep affection.

In an instant, sparks of love ignited like lightning.

Helan Minyue blushed and turned her head away, her gaze falling on the curtain ropes hanging from the eaves of the bed. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Your Majesty, I am shy in broad daylight... Please lower the curtains."

Lin Lang understood immediately, reached out and gently pulled the curtain rope.

The purple brocade curtains slowly descended, their tassels swaying gently, shutting out the ambiguity of the room and the noise outside the palace, leaving only the warm light and shadows inside and Helan Minyue's tender affection, so sweet it was almost intoxicating.

"My beloved concubine, I want to pamper you all afternoon, you are not allowed to get out of bed!"

"You're so mean, Your Majesty..."