Chapter 63

This was not what Zhou Xian Yang wanted. He wanted to go back to the princess who was just as emotional as he was, looking at her with a red face.

When he didn’t make a move, Xiang Xiang opened her starry eyes and looked at him in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“The day before yesterday in the study, not that I insulted you?”

Good grudge, Sangmi pursed his lips.

“Who bit this?” When Zhou Xian Yang indicated his wound, the culprit, Rong Xiangmian, got up and gently touched it with his hand, “Does it still hurt?”

Without waiting for Zhou Xian Yang’s answer, she came closer and licked the wound on his lower lip with the tip of her tongue, the softness and sweetness of her breath instantly enveloping him.

Zhou Xianyang felt his body’s qi and blood surging, and what was left of his sanity disappeared.

Wangfei was too terrifying. Easily able to sway him. Over the years, in Western Qin and Yangzhou, there were not a lack of women who had been sent to his bed.

But he always remembered that the Rong family’s second son died at the hands of a gentle and pitiful female assassin. Therefore, he was very afraid of women, and regarded them as tools to take lives, never close to them.

Rong Xiangmian did not know about this past. She just thanked him, and he gave her the right to manage the house, entrusted the family, the two became husband and wife, sooner or later must come to this point.

She took the initiative to take off her bedclothes in front of him, wearing only a small piece of lingerie, and her exquisite curves were unveiled to Zhou Xian Yang.

She took his hand and put it around her waist, which was so soft and beautiful that Zhou Xian Yang felt that he would break her waist if he exerted himself a little bit.

Xiang Xiang put her hands around his neck again, her lips on the knot of his throat, and she pressed her lips gently into his throat. She felt Zhou Xian Yang’s body vibrate, letting out a hard-to-resist sigh.

You’ve done it, and you’re still not going to do it?

Rong Xiangmian was in an awkward position.

Not knowing how else to take the initiative, she lifted her head, revealing a pair of innocent, simple, brimming eyes as she looked at him.

Zhou Xian Yang stretched out his fingers and rubbed her red lips, lust in his eyes.

Afterward, he moved his hand down from her cheek and held her slender neck, looking into her eyes, “Do you really want to force yourself?”

Rong Xiang Xiang was slightly lost in thought, a trace of resignation crossing her eyes.

This expression fell in Zhou Xian Yang’s eyes, and it was even more heartbreaking than when she cried bitterly in her arms just now. She was such a proud person, but at this moment, she was willingly catering to him.

Zhou Xian Yang lowered his head and kissed her eyes, he was infatuated with these eyes. Joyful and resigned, loving each and every one of them.

“Your mother is watching from heaven, seeing you like this will hurt her heart. And I can’t take advantage of people.”

In Rong Xiangxian’s eyes, she was unknowingly flooded with tears.

Zhou Xian Yang raised his hand to wipe her tears, “Do you know how many people who died at my hands in the dream are settling scores with me? I don’t want one more person to strangle me, not to mention that person is my mother-in-law.”

At these words, Rong Xiangmian couldn’t help but laugh and lightly hit him. Angry that he dared to joke about his own mother-in-law.

But this joke she liked. It made her feel like her mother was still around, still guarding her.

She looked at Yu Wang with complicated eyes, he does not care about the first concubine, does not despise her mother, he …… except that he does not like her wholeheartedly, everything is good.

Everything seeks to be complete what joy? What I couldn’t get in my last life, I don’t expect it in this life.

“Thinking about what?” King Yu looked at her and changed several expressions in a while.

Rong Xiangmian suddenly pouted, “Your Highness, Mama Song also said that having a child is only proper …… If I never have a child, I’m only afraid that the Empress Dowager will soon be stuffing new people into the royal family …… Moreover, aren’t you anxious for an heir? ”

“I’m only in my early twenties, what heir am I worried about? Sooner or later, there will be one.”

“Sooner or later?”

Zhou Xian Yang held her hand and clasped it to his heart, “Give me some time, I will burn that hanky.”

Rong Xiangyang laughed in her heart, what kind of promise is this?

But seeing that he looked extremely serious, he was somewhat moved again.

“There’s no need to force it, people have a past.” Rong Xiangmian sat there with her knees hugged, her eyes containing the composure that passed through long years. Her long, pitch-black hair like a waterfall, along her frosty skin, trailing all the way to the bed, in the flickering candlelight, unintentionally constituting an extremely beautiful painting.

She was really too good, so good that Zhou Xian Yang felt that the current self was not worthy of her.

Zhou Xian Yang reached out and stroked her head of silky green silk, suddenly wanting to let go of so much reasoning, letting his own mind go wild and be at ease for a time.

He reached out and wrapped his hand around the princess’s waist, wanting to kiss her again, when the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside.

“Master, something big has happened.” It was Xiao Nan’s voice, even she was this sullen, something must have happened.

Zhou Xian Yang put on his bedclothes and lowered the curtains on the bed, and Rong Xiang Xiang hurriedly hid under the covers. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Nan stands outside the door, “General Qu was assassinated in Qinzhou, no more.”

Rong Xiangmian did not hear Yu Wang’s response. She is a bit worried and immediately puts on her bedclothes and gets out of bed.

King Yu was sitting on a chair, his head hanging down, his consistently straight back, hunched over, as if he was pressing something invisible, yet extremely heavy, on the verge of crushing him.

She didn’t dare to go forward, not knowing what to say. Or Yu Wang opened his mouth, “I will go up to the court and give him a posthumous title.”

Xiao Nan was still holding something like a notice in her hand, scrupulously meeting Rong Xiang, and hadn’t presented it.

She senses it and snatches it first, opening it up to see a few big words written in blood on it: within a year, take Zhou Xian Yang’s head.

That ball of paper was quickly drawn away by King Yu, kneaded into a ball and thrown outside, he laughed and said, “This kind of thing, I don’t have a hundred, there are also ninety sealed, look at it to do what.”

He also said, “Let the maids dress you, while it’s dark, Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei will send you back to the State Duke’s Mansion, and you’ll stay at your mother’s house for a while.”

“I won’t!” Rong Xiangmian rushed to the courtyard, retrieved the mass of paper, spread the bloody book on the small desk, unfolded it and pressed it with a book.

“This has the enemy’s handwriting on it, such an important clue, how can you just throw it away?”

Zhou Xian Yang walked over, “Which enemy kills with a pen? People come with swords and silver hooks, do they still show you their calligraphy?”

“Just in case, we can’t let go of any clues!” Seeing Rong Xiangmian’s common enemy, Zhou Xianyang was happy but also worried: “Are you really not going home? This is not a joke.”

“Go back to what home? This is my home!” Rong Xiangmian said gamely. Zhou Xian Yang’s heart warmed up and signaled Xiao Nan to go down to rest.

It was only when no one was around that he wrapped the crown princess tightly around his body from behind. A low voice gently rang in Xiangmian’s ears, “Aren’t you afraid of death?”

“I died once a long time ago, do I still fear a second time?” Rong Xiangmian didn’t know whether it was indignation or making a little fuss, but he accidentally said what he really meant.

Zhou Xian Yang’s face turned pale: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Rong Xiangmian regretted her words and pulled his hand away, walking towards the bedside, “If others want to commit an assassination, they will definitely target you first. I’m a weak female, they definitely don’t care about me. While you’re tangled up with them for a moment, I’ll give him a sword in the cold, so I can taste the taste of killing too!”

Zhou Xian Yang followed her and sat next to her, “That’s easy for you to say. You’ve never seen anyone kill anyone, but have you ever killed a pig? When a pig is tied up tightly, three or five big men have to restrain it together before it can be killed cleanly. It’s not as simple as you think.”

“Exactly! You definitely can’t handle it alone, all the more reason to need me.” Rong Xiangmian made up her mind, she wouldn’t be so unrighteous as to be scared by a bloody letter and hide back to her mother’s house.