Chapter 39

Seonjae paused momentarily at Yeon-oh’s respectful question. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] The hand that cautiously touched his face, as if it were fragile glass, was not only elegantly formed but also respectful and affectionate in its movement. The man watched the soft touch that dared not touch his lips but lingered around his mouth, and soon nodded his head.

Yeon-oh’s face approached Seonjae. The movement was as quiet as flowing water. Yeon-oh gently brought his lips to the upper lip of the man, whose eyes were cast down. The man’s lips, which allowed him to do as he pleased, were much warmer and softer than expected. Yeon-oh lightly touched them, pulled back, and exhaled a breath that trembled with tension.

The moist breath, carrying the faint scent of tears, tickled Seonjae’s lips and returned to Yeon-oh, who was close by. As he felt his own breath return after touching the man, a firm hand held his retreating chin.

“…!”

The man’s lips covered Yeon-oh’s defenseless mouth. Soft and pillowy, yet drier than Yeon-oh’s, the lips deeply enveloped the mouth moistened by the traces of tears. The lips, tightly interlocked, repeatedly sucked and drew, and then his tongue traced Yeon-oh’s lips to open the surprised mouth. Hot breath and a burning piece of flesh burrowed between the parted lips.

The man, who had burrowed into Yeon-oh, instantly claimed his tongue. Soft mucous membranes intertwined, causing wet sounds to echo. Yeon-oh struggled against the force that deeply held and sucked him, as if to devour him.

Every time the hot, wet piece of flesh was swallowed by the man, an obscene sound resonated. His vision was dizzy from the sensation of sensitive flesh and soft mucous membranes rubbing against each other.

“Hmm, ugh…”

Hot breath was uncontrollably exhaled. His mouth was blocked, so the sound gathered in his throat and vibrated. All the senses in his body surged sharply, and just the brush of the soft sleeping robe sent shivers through him.

The man kissed him, changing the angle of his face. The thick, hot piece of flesh burrowed into Yeon-oh’s mouth, touching the wet flesh and moaning lasciviously. The man, who had been kissing with a wet sound, slightly pulled back.

Yeon-oh gasped frantically. His heated lips exhaled quick breaths. His shoulders and chest heaved with the intake of breath. His flushed face was hot. It wasn’t just his face. His whole body was hot, as if the heat had surged to the top of his head.

The back of the man’s hand brushed across his lightly rising and falling abdomen.

Swish, swish.

The large hand that had burrowed into the sleeping robe instantly undid the knot and plunged into the front opening of his trousers. Yeon-oh, who hadn’t realized what he was doing until the knot was undone, weakly struggled the moment the hand plunged into his clothes and gripped his erected member. A sound escaped his lips before he could control it.

“Ah, hoot!”

The wet-tipped member was wrapped, rubbed, and touched by the large hand. With just a small movement, his sensitive organ twitched with pleasure. Heat rose to the tips of his ears. His vision momentarily disappeared and then returned, blurred.

“Hoo-eut…”

Yeon-oh let out a sound like weeping at the hand stroking his member. His face was hot enough to burst. Yeon-oh moaned as the man touched him and exhaled wet breaths.

The man’s face approached his dizzying field of vision. Yeon-oh inhaled a trembling breath, wrapped his hands around Seonjae’s face, and kissed him cautiously. His lips briefly touched and pulled back, but the hot lips followed and were deeply overlaid. A muffled sound resonated within the interlocking lips.

Yeon-oh tried to shake his head. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] The hot, thick piece of flesh persistently followed, churning up the inside of his mouth. Yeon-oh tried to wriggle his waist and pull his hips away, but the man’s hand held him firmly.

His member, pushed to its limit by the direct stimulation, felt as if it would ejaculate at any moment. His waist twitched uncontrollably with excitement. All the nerves in his body were alarmingly sensitive, making it difficult to endure the slow up-and-down movement of the man’s hand gripping his penis.

The moment Yeon-oh was about to ejaculate—

“Huk!”

The hot, firm hand pressed and blocked the tip of his swollen member. The pleasure that had surged throughout his body seemed to swirl inside without being released. His muscles involuntarily trembled from the unbearable excitement.

Seonjae gently removed the hand that was clinging to his sleeping robe as if begging and brought it to the knot of his own sleeping robe. The hand, trembling from excitement, undid the knot.

The clean hand, which seemed to know nothing of vulgarity his whole life, groped the man’s bare skin, found his erected member, and gripped it. The noble hand moved up and down the thick shaft of the penis, where blood vessels were prominent.

The large hand gently loosened its grip on Yeon-oh’s member and then firmly tightened it again.

“Eut!”

Yeon-oh trembled and moaned. His lips, which had uttered a wet sound, rained short kisses on the man’s close-by lips. A tender, moist sound echoed with each touch.

A thick, sweet scent emanated from Yeon-oh, who was exhaling hot breaths. The intense sweetness, overriding the mild and bright floral fragrance, made his head spin. A moment of vertigo surged, like standing on the edge of a sheer cliff.

When his head was dizzy and he could no longer endure it, Seonjae gently released the member that was twitching in his hand. The body, exuding a dense sweetness, spasmed with pleasure. Yeon-oh’s jaw, which had been panting with excitement, gently moved and kissed along the contours of Seonjae’s face.

It was the gesture of a high-born young master who had lived only in the sunlight. Receiving the kiss that Gyo Yeon-oh seemed to have cherished for his beloved, Seonjae soon ejaculated as well.

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As dawn broke, eunuchs stood outside the inner chamber of Giryung Palace, preparing the Emperor’s clothes. The Emperor usually slept in his own bedchamber. On the rare occasions when he slept in the Empress’s or a concubine’s quarters, it was the duty of the hall’s master to see to his clothes the next morning.

However, the physically weak Empress found it difficult to attend to the Emperor. Dam So-ui, whom he frequently visited recently, was a man and was not versed in court etiquette, making him unsuitable to attend to the Emperor’s complex attire. Even when other concubines attended to him properly, the Emperor always returned to his own chamber to change and have the eunuchs inspect his clothing again.

“Seop-hyeon.”

As Wan Taegam expected, the Emperor called for him. The eunuchs who opened the door and entered the room moved with their eyes cast down. Although Consort Gwi-bi was a man, he was still a concubine.

Seonjae handed his sleeping robe to Wan Taegam, who was careful not to look away by mistake. The surprised eunuch tentatively looked up and spotted the curtain drawn around the bed. Seeing that, he gave instructions to the junior eunuchs who followed him with much more relaxed movements.

The Emperor, fully dressed, left the room and paused in the hallway.

“We will go to the study.”

“Yes.”

The Emperor had never before used a concubine’s study. No matter how pressing the situation, he always went to his own office, which was fully equipped.

Wan Taegam did not express any doubt. He escorted the Emperor to the study, which was close to the inner chamber. His subordinate eunuchs also moved quickly to prepare for writing.

“Bring the Cheonghanjeon gold seal and the lapis lazuli seal.”

Seonjae, sitting at someone else’s desk, said deliberately.

This command was truly strange. The Cheonghanjeon gold seal that the Emperor mentioned was literally a gold seal bearing the name of the Cheonghanjeon hall. Since it was one of the gold seals he used most frequently, asking for it was not strange.

However, the lapis lazuli seal was puzzling. It was one of the Emperor’s personal seals. It was used privately, and it was one he had used a long time ago. It had not been used for over ten years, having only been used before the Emperor became the master of the Royal Residence.

“Yes…”

Wan Taegam drew out the end of his word slightly. Seeing that the Emperor was holding a brush and rubbing the ink, he seemed intent on writing the script himself. The eunuch called one junior eunuch to assist him and signaled the rest to wait outside the door.

Yeon-oh, upon waking, was confronted with an Imperial decree personally written by the Emperor. Even without the palace servants loudly announcing that the Emperor himself had written it, he recognized the man’s handwriting at a glance. It was a script he had once loved intensely.

The writing was elegant and beautiful, yet without any disorder. The splendid script looked as if it was dancing gracefully on the paper.

[Consort Gyo of Giryung Palace. Gyo Yeon-oh. Consort Gyo is blessed with fortune to become a Gwi-bi, but he has sinned through his lack of virtue, thus he is to kneel for one shichen (two hours) before the Yeongseung Academy of Cheonghanjeon to cleanse his sin.]

What was left in the study, which the palace servants of Giryung Palace had so excitedly kept, was an Imperial decree containing a ruthless Imperial order.

“Hmm…”

Yeon-oh let out a low sound, looking at the Imperial order left in his study. Not only did the Emperor write it in his own hand, but he even stamped it with a majestic seal at the end of the content, just in case the order was not believed. Yeon-oh was speechless at the meticulousness of stamping not one, but two seals: [Cheonghanjeon] and [Seonjae’s Seal]. The second seal, in particular, caught his eye.

The term Doseo (圖書) in ‘Seonjae Doseo‘ did not mean books but referred to a seal. The seal was telling him that Woo Seonjae of Cheonghanjeon had left it.

“Can you even issue an Imperial order to a concubine?”

Yeon-oh muttered, mixing pure confusion with stunned reflection, and rose from his seat.

It was time to follow the Imperial command. The first night was over.