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That night.
After sending off the last group of guests, the lively Xuanping Prince's Mansion returned to tranquility. He Yu, slightly tipsy, pushed open the door to the room. Xiao Yao was quietly sitting in front of the vanity, her face free of heavy makeup, which had long been washed away. Her bare face was rosy and fair, and her water-like eyes turned towards He Yu, causing a tightening sensation in his lower abdomen.
Standing at the door, facing Xiao Yao, He Yu's mind was completely devoid of any ability to think. He walked step by step to Xiao Yao's side, stopped, half-squatted down, and reached out to caress her cheek, murmuring, "You are finally mine."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao lowered her head, her complexion flushed under the glow of the red candlelight. He Yu chuckled softly, rising to walk behind Xiao Yao and waved his hand for Yun Yue and Yun Bi to leave. He carefully removed the hairpin from Xiao Yao's hair, allowing her long black hair to cascade down like the finest silk, with a hint of floral fragrance in the strands. He Yu leaned in slightly and inhaled deeply, "It smells like jasmine. How did you manage that?"
"Uh..." Xiao Yao didn't expect He Yu to ask this. After a moment of surprise, she softly replied, "I... I don't like that hair oil, so I mixed jasmine flower juice with soapberry to wash my hair..."
He Yu chuckled upon hearing this and stroked the top of Xiao Yao's head. "No wonder it smells so good."
Every whisper under the red candlelight was filled with tender intimacy. Xiao Yao's face burned bright red; from He Yu's perspective, her cheeks resembled the most exquisite roses under the sunlight in the courtyard. Her slightly trembling eyelashes brushed against He Yu's heart like a soft brushstroke, causing him to loosen his collar as he felt an itch of impatience.
On their wedding night, every moment was precious.
He Yu suddenly swept Xiao Yao into his arms. She let out a short gasp before quickly covering her mouth and looking at him in panic. He Yu laughed joyfully and nuzzled his forehead against hers as he strode toward the bed.
Gently placing Xiao Yao on the large red quilt adorned with auspicious symbols, he noticed she was trembling slightly. His voice became softer and deeper, carrying a hint of seduction as he said, "Don't be afraid; it might hurt a little at first, but soon it will be very pleasurable."
Though he spoke truthfully, it unexpectedly calmed Xiao Yao down. She stopped trembling and wrapped her arms around He Yu's neck, asking softly, "Hmm, can I trust you then?"
With tears glistening in her eyes, He Yu felt as if his throat was on fire. He restrained his impulses and gently caressed her face, his voice turning hoarse. "Of course; just leave it to me."
"Okay," Xiao Yao nodded. "Then I trust you."
As passion ignited and the red candles flickered gently, crackling sounds filled the room. However, soon enough, the sound of burning candles was drowned out by the soft whispers exchanged between the newlyweds.
The night was cool as water; within their new house, candlelight burned brightly alongside them. Occasionally faint gasps and comforting murmurs could be heard from inside the room while the servants in the courtyard had long dispersed, leaving only a few attendants who were blushing yet occasionally stifling their laughter.
The prince and princess truly shared an extraordinary bond.
When Xiao Yao awoke and opened her eyes, daylight had already brightened significantly.
She sat up and felt a slight soreness in her waist; recalling last night made her face instantly turn crimson.
However, He Yu was indeed as gentle as he claimed, and Xiao Yao covered her face with a silly smile.
While she was lost in thought, Yun Yue walked in. Seeing Xiao Yao sitting on the bed, she smiled and said, "My lady is awake. The prince said you should rest a bit longer."
"Where is the prince?" Xiao Yao asked.
She vaguely heard He Yu mention something about newlyweds last night, and the emperor had granted He Yu five days off.
So he should not be attending court right now. Yun Yue smiled and said, "The prince is at the training ground. Do you want to get up?"
Going to the training ground so early in the morning? Xiao Yao was taken aback and then felt speechless. They had tossed and turned until dawn last night, barely getting any sleep, yet he still had the energy to go train? Was this really the Xuanping Wang she knew?
Xiao Yao wondered if this world was a bit surreal.
"Get up. I heard the prince is going to the palace to express gratitude today. You should get ready," Xiao Yao said.
"Yes," Yun Yue replied with a smile. Yun Bi and Yun Zhu each carried a basin of water and clothes, and the three of them began to assist Xiao Yao with her grooming.
Just as they were finishing up, He Yu strode in. Seeing that Xiao Yao had just changed into her clothes, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, smiling, "So early? You were exhausted last night; why didn’t you sleep a bit longer?"
He Yu's words reminded Xiao Yao of their night together, causing her cheeks to flush quickly. She turned her head away and avoided looking at He Yu. "I couldn't sleep, so I just got up."
Seeing Xiao Yao's shy demeanor made He Yu's heart flutter. Just as he was about to kiss her without care, Xiao Yao pushed him away. "Enough! Stop fooling around; you're all sweaty! Go wash up quickly!"
Having just become the mistress of the house, her claws were already showing. He Yu clicked his tongue twice and took advantage of Xiao Yao's distraction to steal a kiss on her cheek before laughing heartily as he left amidst her flustered protests.
Xiao Yao glared angrily at the direction He Yu had gone but felt helpless.
Yun Zhu watched the two of them and felt completely relieved. The prince and princess seemed very affectionate; surely there was no need to worry about the princess's position in the prince's mansion. Thinking of this, Yun Zhu felt fortunate that she had decided to serve this lady. Now, her status in the Xuanping Prince's Mansion would surely not be too low.
Once Xiao Yao finished getting ready and went to the front hall, He Yu happened to come out after washing up. Seeing Xiao Yao in the front hall surprised him. "I was planning to have breakfast brought to our room; I didn't expect you to come out first."
"It's fine; let's have it here," Xiao Yao said naturally as she served He Yu a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him.
He Yu was momentarily stunned by Xiao Yao's actions, but Xiao Yao still didn't feel anything was wrong and instead looked at He Yu curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you in a daze? Aren't you supposed to go to the palace today?"
"..." He Yu looked steadily at Xiao Yao for a long time before letting out a light laugh, reaching out to pat Xiao Yao's head, and sighed softly, "You..."
He Yu did not continue with the rest of the sentence, but that sigh seemed to contain countless meanings, giving Xiao Yao an inexplicable sense of familiarity. However, she couldn't pinpoint exactly what felt familiar, so she could only keep quiet and lower her head to eat.
The two of them were quite quiet at the dining table and didn't talk much.
However, from the perspective of Yun Zhu and Zhao Hezhong, who were serving at the table, the couple really didn't seem like newlyweds; instead, they appeared more like an old married couple who had lived together for many years. They understood each other's habits even better than they understood their own.
He Yu picked up a piece of bamboo shoot for Xiao Yao, while Xiao Yao handed He Yu a piece of pan-fried bun.
Ahem, actually, He Yu used to not eat pan-fried buns, but ever since he was injured and fell into a coma last year and then woke up, he developed a particular fondness for this dish. It was almost always seen at breakfast.
Considering that the princess had spent quite some time with the prince, it seemed like this was the first time they were sitting together formally for breakfast. How did she come to know that the prince liked this dish? Zhao Hezhong also found it quite puzzling.
Yet this pair of newlyweds didn't feel anything was amiss; their cooperation was remarkably natural and harmonious.
After finishing their meal and rinsing their mouths with tea, He Yu took Xiao Yao into the room.
"What are you doing? Aren't we supposed to go to the palace?" Xiao Yao asked in confusion.
He Yu looked Xiao Yao up and down before turning to rummage through the cabinet. Xiao Yao felt even more bewildered and glanced at herself from head to toe, "Is there something wrong?"
Not receiving a response from He Yu, Xiao Yao turned to look at Yun Zhu and the others; the three girls also had puzzled expressions, completely unaware of what their prince intended.
Since they were going to the palace to express gratitude, Xiao Yao wore a moon-white long dress similar in color to He Yu's; even the subtle patterns were identical. For jewelry, she deliberately chose some understated pieces, avoiding overly flashy colors. She only added some embellishments with rubies in her hair, which made her look quite spirited.
Could it be that the prince was dissatisfied with the princess's outfit?
Thinking of this made Yun Zhu break out in a slight cold sweat. However, He Yu didn't say anything and soon pulled out a light purple high-waisted long dress from the cabinet and tossed it to Yun Zhu and the three girls, "Help your master change her clothes."
"Why? I think this one is quite good," Xiao Yao exclaimed with wide eyes, completely confused about what He Yu meant by this.
He Yu raised his chin and nodded, "Look at that collar, it's not acceptable!"
The collar? Xiao Yao followed He Yu's gaze down and thought, isn't it just a little above the chest? There's not even a cleavage showing! Is this what you call revealing too much?!
Xiao Yao stared at He Yu in disbelief, "You..."
"That's right, I just don't want anyone to see any part of your skin; it's all mine!" He Yu declared his claim quite domineeringly, kissed Xiao Yao on the cheek, and waved his hand, "Alright, hurry up and change your clothes. We need to head out!"
With that, he leisurely walked out with his hands behind his back, leaving Xiao Yao and her four attendants speechless as they watched He Yu leave.
However, since the prince had given the order, there was no choice but to comply and change.
Yun Zhu, worried that Xiao Yao might have some thoughts, served her while explaining, "Our prince is just like this; anything he treasures, he won't let others see even a bit. Don't worry, my lady; the prince values you!"
"Mm," Xiao Yao nodded. Although she felt a bit speechless, she had to admit that a man's domineering declaration of ownership like this actually made her feel quite pleased.
As long as it wasn't too excessive, it would be fine.
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