Chapter 84
Both of them breathed more and more rapidly, the man’s kisses soon slid into the nape of her neck, sending tingling shivers down her spine that she enjoyed and loved.
Aimi felt his hand touching into her bedclothes. Hot, somewhat coarse palm, touching on the soft skin, aroused her a flutter.
However, he did not go overboard again, which provoked a hard to resist emotions.
She subconsciously hugged him tightly, close to his ear, issued some ashamed to let people hear the sound. Yuhang is against her forehead, his breath has been completely messed up: “Your Highness, aren’t you a believer?”
Aimi murmurs vaguely, “It’s already over.”
Only after saying that did she realize what she had said, and immediately twisted her face away sheepishly.
The man laughed softly and kissed her cheek, his breath just brushing against his face, making Sagami not feel emotionally moved.
She let go of her hand and put her hands against his shoulders, whispering in the darkness, “At this moment, Your Highness can’t see my eyes, do you still like me?”
Zhou Xian Yang takes a deep breath and laughs, “You know what you’re asking, who am I working so hard for?”
Yuhang was kind to her, and Xiangyang was not made of stone, she remembered it all in her heart. She always wants to live together, always looking forward.
She sticks to Yü Wang’s ear and quietly says, “I just made a wish in the Buddha Hall.”
“What wish?”
“I told the Buddha that I wished to be Your Highness’s real wife.”
Finally waiting for these words, Zhou Xian Yang’s low voice responded, “Your wish will soon be fulfilled.”
The words made Minister Rong’s face burn like fire.
Zhou Xian Yang then smiled softly and lowered his head, gently kissing the princess and gently removing her bedclothes wide.
Xiangmian was a little bit nervous, her hands didn’t know where to swing.
Zhou Xian Yang held her hands and reached out to himself, teaching her where to undo them, “You made your own bedclothes, but you won’t take them off.”
“Your Highness ……” Rong Xiangyang snapped, the words behind him were all swallowed before he could speak.
In the dark night, the visual blockage magnifies all other senses a hundredfold. The delicate touch of skin to skin, the wailing sighs overflowing from his throat, and the intimacy that touched his soul made both of them lose their usual calmness and rationality.
Sagami’s hands clasped Yuhang’s back, only wanting to get closer and closer to him. She felt that the cold hole in her heart was being filled for a long time. She had always felt that death and life were as normal as they were, and that there was nothing in the world that was worthy of her attachment. To simply die a horrible death on any given day would be lucky for her.
But now, she seemed to be holding onto something she couldn’t let go of.
The belated wedding ceremony allowed Zhou Xianyang to experience a wanton intoxication that she had never experienced before. The lonely cold moon of Western Qin, the bitterly cold sky of Yangzhou, and even his soul and heart that had been soaked to the bone in the Borderlands, all found solace and regained their temperature in the Princess.
All the past sufferings were smoothed out by her gentle caresses and dissolved in her warm body.
He attached himself to Wangfei’s ear, breathing heavily, and murmured, “Call me Xian Yang.”
Xiangmian opened her eyes and through the faint light cast into the tent, her hands gently traced King Yu’s face for a while before she softly said, “Xian Yang?”
“Xiangmian.”
“Xian Yang.”
This is the first time Rong Xiangmian has called King Yu by his first name only. Along with his movements, she called these two words a few more times, when the worried voice of a maid suddenly came from outside the door, “Miss, are you alright?”
“Well ……,” Rong Xiangmian covered her mouth, shocked to realize that she had just forgotten for a moment. King Yu laughs at her, still sweating hard. Shy and anxious, Rong Xiangmian hits him twice before he honestly stops and holds her still.
She lifts the curtain, takes a deep breath, and says to the outside, “It’s fine, rest yourself.”
Only when there was no movement outside did she lie back down with peace of mind. Zhou Xian Yang kissed her cheek again and bit her lips, “Why is your maid so demented, has no one taught her the rules of entering the royal residence to serve?”
Rong Xiangmian said, “She’s still young, she hasn’t experienced it even if she was taught, don’t blame her.”
“Uh-huh.”
This night, two people confused and chaotic, like a dream passed. Until dawn, listening to the sound of the drums outside, Zhou Xian Yang said to the person shrinking in his arms, “I’m going to leave in a while.”
Xiangmian wrapped her arms around his strong, thin waist, not letting go.
The man twirled her earlobe, “I never imagined that Wangfei would be so clingy.”
“I’m clingy? I don’t know who chopped a leg off the soft couch and squeezed it into my bed.”
“……” Zhou Xian Yang was speechless.
The person in his arms asked again in a hoarse voice, “So many emperors, why did you let a newly married one go?” Complaining in a low voice, there was no trace of the knowledgeable and reasonable look she had when she was in the palace.
“If it wasn’t for this trip to Jiangzhou, we still don’t know how long we would be delayed.”
There was truth in that. Sagami took his finger and circled it around Xian Yang’s heart, “Remember to write to me when you go, and have flying pigeons pass it on.”
“Okay, I’ll report to you as soon as I arrive in Jiangzhou.”
“Then, write every single day.”
“Uh-huh. I may not be able to make it to Fifth Brother’s wedding and the Empress Dowager’s birthday.”
“Don’t worry, I will be there.”
“I’ll trouble you to take care of everything in the mansion. If there’s anything you don’t understand, go ask Princess Qing. There’s a deputy governor in the palace called Chen Rixin, who works as an officer in the area of the North Palace Gate. If there is any urgent matter, or if the Empress gives you a hard time, you can ask him for help in passing on a message. Look for the Empress Dowager or Empress Hui, Consort Shu Gui to help you.”
“Chen Rixin? I recognize him, he’s a man who is reliable and has never made a half-hearted mistake. What, you guys are close friends?”
“When I was a child, he worked as an errand boy in the Shangshu office, count it as an acquaintance.”
“I remember. You said, the fastest you can come back in a month, I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Don’t worry. If this matter is done well, I will find an opportunity to come back and ask the emperor for a grace to give your mother a grant, so that she can enter the Rong family’s clan temple openly and honestly.”
Xiangmian was anxious: “Don’t mention this again! I’m already grateful to be able to set up a plaque and worship at home. I don’t care what merits you come back with and what graces you ask for. As long as you don’t lose a single hair and don’t have any new injuries, I’ll be grateful.”
Speechless, Zhou Xian Yang kissed her forehead, “Got it.”
Saying this, he was about to get up. Rong Xiangshi saw her get up first and ordered the maids to prepare water.
The first time they prepared water, Feiyun Feixue was very excited.
Zhou Xian Yang only asked them to prepare water in the purification room and went out. He hugged Xiangmian and went to rinse off together.
It was not until they had made love to each other again that they stopped.
On this trip to Jiangzhou, Zhou Xianyang was dressed like a normal gentleman. Xiangmian personally put on the crown for him, waist tied with a jade pendant and her handmade purse, everything is well taken care of, and then laughed and said: “Married for more than two months, this seems to be the first time to wait for you to get dressed, to say that about to be laughed at to death.”
He held her hand: “Who would say that? We’re all on our own here. You can go back later to catch up on your sleep.”
Aizumi sent the person straight to the east gate and watched him get on his horse and lead a group of people away before returning. Fei Xue served the crown princess to continue sleeping, ready to take out the changed mattress cover blanket, and Yu Wang’s bedclothes to be washed.
Rong Xiang Xiang sees that he is busy calling out, taking the bedclothes back and spreading them out on the bed, and just cuddling up and going to sleep.
“Why bitter? When he was there, the girl let him sleep on the couch. Now that the person is gone, he can only sleep with his clothes in his arms.” Feixue couldn’t help but sigh.
The person on the bed rolled over, “What do you know? Still come to sulk me?”
Feixue smiled, “Don’t be angry, the girl will be back in a month, there will be a long time to come.”
Said Rong Xiangmian oddly embarrassed.
Smelling the smell left on the bedclothes, recalling the absurd situation just now, the smile on Xiangmian’s face suddenly sank, and instructed, “Tell mother Wei to go and find a doctor to help me grab a pair of medicines.”