As the sound of rustling clothes changing came from behind, the Emperor slowly turned his head.
Before his eyes was a cascade of smooth, flowing hair, beneath which a glimpse of icy, jade-like skin could be seen, her shoulder blades sketching a lovely contour, the thin straps of her top crossing just below, her slender waist barely a handful, truly a beautiful back!
Looking lower, the curve of her waist was partially exposed, and below that, undergarments wrapped around her slightly raised buttocks...
The Emperor swallowed hard, for it was the first time he had looked at Little Concubine in such a way during broad daylight, and at that moment, only one phrase came to mind, "Her skin is as cool as snow, her figure as graceful as a maiden."
If it weren't for the fact that it was still daytime, and there were official matters to attend to later, he really wanted to...
