The inner chamber curtains had already been drawn, and not a single palace maid was in sight.
Consort Yun wore nothing at all, standing there in the buff.
Upon seeing the Emperor emerge, she smiled coyly and slowly came forward to curtsey.
"Your Majesty..."
Consort Yun was very beautiful, wearing a gauzy garment that was scarcely different from wearing nothing at all.
The flickering lamplight accentuated her skin, fairer than snow.
The gauze delineated her graceful figure.
Though she had been pregnant, she had never given birth, and her figure remained flawless.
After meticulous grooming, Consort Yun, clad only in gauze, seemed like a celestial nymph who had mistakenly descended to the mortal world.
"Your Majesty, you must be tired, let me give you a shoulder massage!"
Without waiting for the Emperor's response, she took a step forward.
Although it was somewhat improper, at this moment, proprieties be damned!
I'm going to sleep with the Emperor!
