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Xin'er's face flushed with embarrassment, and she immediately shook her head vigorously.
"No, I didn't!"
"Oh, really!? If you didn't, then why were you staring at me like that!?"
Seeing Xin'er’s adorable, flustered expression only fueled Leng Yixuan's desire to tease her.
After all, last night, he had held a beautiful woman in his arms and slept soundly. He couldn’t bear to wake her, yet he wanted nothing more than to hold her tightly as he slept.
Thus, he had spent the night in a mix of sweet torment.
However, after taking several cold showers, he managed to suppress the stirring feelings within him.
Now that he saw the woman awake again, the feelings he had tried to contain surged back to life.
His gaze toward her was filled with a burning intensity, like a hungry beast eyeing a delicious breakfast, his face betraying his eagerness.
In contrast to Leng Yixuan's current state, Xin'er was in a state of panic and embarrassment. After hearing his words, she felt an overwhelming urge to find a hole to hide in.
Oh no! Xuán really noticed that she was looking at him…
With that thought, Xin'er raised her flushed face and parted her red lips, stammering out.
"Th-this is because…"
"Because of what!? Huh!?"
Watching the girl stammer with her flushed cheeks, Leng Yixuan felt a stir in his heart.
Without a second thought, he immediately flipped over and covered her with his body.
Xin'er couldn't help but gasp at the man's actions. She quickly pushed against his strong chest and exclaimed, "Xuan, don't! It's so early..."
Unlike the night before, the morning light was soft and bright.
The sunlight streamed through the intricately carved window, illuminating the entire room.
Everything appeared so clear.
So clear that she could see the dark desire in his eyes unmistakably.
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, Leng Yixuan instinctively reached out, firmly grasping her wrists. He couldn't help but peck her on the forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "Can't we do this early in the morning?"
His voice was low and charming, laced with a hint of sleepiness, yet it was incredibly alluring.
After a brief pause, he continued, "Besides, I want to love you every moment!"
As those enticing words fell from his lips, Xin'er didn't have time to respond further before his kiss landed precisely on her startled red lips.
His kiss was gentle yet domineering, deepening as it enveloped her.
He quickly pried open the woman's cherry lips, his long tongue diving in, eagerly savoring the sweetness within her mouth.
Against the man's domineering and passionate kiss, Xin'er found herself unable to resist. She struggled for a moment, but soon became lost in the heat of his embrace…
The morning sun was enchanting, yet inside the room, the atmosphere was filled with tension…
…
By the time Xin'er finished dressing and got out of bed, the sun had already risen high in the sky.
Sitting at the Dressing Table and gazing at the brilliant sunlight outside, Xin'er allowed the maid to style her hair while she fiercely tugged at the man beside her, who looked as if he had just stolen a farmer's chicken. Seeing the smug expression on his face only fueled her frustration.
Once the maid finished styling Xin'er, Leng Yixuan gestured for them to leave.
At that moment, Xin'er raised her delicate little face, flushed yet unadorned, and turned to Leng Yixuan.
"Xuan, this is all your fault! It's getting late; we’re only now going to pay our respects to the prince and princess. I wonder if they’ll be angry!"
What worried Xin'er most was this very point.
After all, they were her elders. Yesterday, Xuan had sent word to Princess Cicada that they would come to pay their respects today.
But look at the time! How could they keep their elders waiting!?
What if the princess and her companions became upset? What would they do then!?
Thinking of this made Xin'er anxious.
In contrast to Xin'er's flustered demeanor, Leng Yixuan appeared calm and composed as he bent down gently to hold her in his arms.
He rested his chin on Xin'er's head, gently rubbing her forehead while smiling.
"My mother and the others won't be angry. Besides, we are working hard to earn a little grandson for them. If my mother finds out, she'll be overjoyed!"
"What do you mean, 'working hard to earn a grandson'? How shameless can you be!"
Upon hearing his words, Xin'er blushed and quickly retorted with a laugh.
The man raised his handsome eyebrows slightly at her response and chuckled.
"What’s so shameless about it? What I said is true. After all, the two of us have already..."
At this point, Leng Yixuan deliberately paused, then winked at Xin'er, his face full of suggestive mischief.
Seeing Xin'er’s face turn crimson, he continued, "With the effort we've put in these past few days, perhaps you’re already carrying our child."
"What? A child!?"
Xin'er froze at Leng Yixuan's words. Then, as if realizing something, she lowered her head and touched her still-flat belly, thinking to herself.
Yes, she had been intimate with Leng Yixuan; perhaps there was already a child of theirs growing inside her.
A child...
Just thinking about it made Xin'er’s eyes soften, and a gentle smile graced her lips.
Leng Yixuan couldn't help but lean down and kiss her forehead softly as he spoke.
“Xin'er, I truly hope we can have a child of our own.”
The man spoke, his voice filled with immense anticipation and tenderness.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er felt shy yet overwhelmingly happy and hopeful. She nodded and replied, “Yes, me too.”
...
After arriving at the courtyard where the princess resided, just as Leng Yixuan had said, the princess and her companions were not angry at all. In fact, upon seeing the faint red mark on Xin'er’s neck, they were even more delighted.
“Wow, you two are developing your relationship so quickly! In that case, you must hurry and arrange your wedding. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be good to get married while carrying a big belly later on!”
The princess spoke directly, her face beaming with joy.
Hearing such straightforward words from the princess made Xin'er’s cheeks flush crimson. She lowered her head, looking as if she wished to find a hole in the ground to hide in.
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan couldn’t help but reach out his hand to tightly grasp Xin'er’s delicate hand and said, “Empress Mother, if you say that, Xin'er will get shy!”
“Haha, Xin'er is really bashful. But I like such a daughter-in-law!”
After the princess finished speaking, the usually quiet prince sitting beside them finally spoke up.
“In that case, let’s quickly choose an auspicious date for your wedding!”
“Yes, Father.”
Hearing her father's words, Leng Yixuan's lips curled into a smile as she tightened her grip on Xin'er’s hand.
Her gaze towards Xin'er was filled with an unshakeable tenderness, almost drowning Xin'er in her affection, making it impossible for her to escape...
In contrast to the silent exchange of feelings between Leng Yixuan and Xin'er, the prince and princess looked at each other, their eyes brimming with warmth and love.
...
The Cold Consort, known for her fiery temperament, immediately began consulting the almanac upon learning that her son was to be married. She quickly selected an auspicious date, setting the wedding for the twenty-eighth of next month.
With a month to prepare, there was plenty of time.
However, the Cold Consort's impatience led her to start organizing the wedding right after choosing the date.
She informed Emperor Cicada of the arrangements, and upon hearing the news, Emperor Dragon Countenance was delighted and sent numerous congratulatory gifts to Xin'er and Leng Yixuan.
As preparations for the wedding began, Leng Yixuan took Xin'er to bid farewell to the emperor before returning to their residence.
The emperor naturally agreed.
At that moment, he also received a report from a palace maid stating that the Third Prince and Fourth Princess of Qi Kingdom were also leaving the palace.
Upon hearing this, the emperor paused briefly before granting permission.
After the palace maid left, the emperor turned to Leng Yixuan and said,
"A couple of days ago, I heard that the Third Prince of Qi Kingdom accidentally got drunk and nearly drowned. Fortunately, a palace maid discovered him in time and saved him."
Upon hearing the emperor's words, Xin'er, who had been sitting upright beside him, widened her beautiful eyes in surprise and concern.
Upon hearing the Emperor's words, Xin'er couldn't help but recall that night a few days ago when she had encountered the Third Prince at the Pavilion.
Moreover, she remembered that right next to the Pavilion was a lake.
Could it be that after she said those hurtful words to the Third Prince, he, in a moment of despair, jumped into the lake to end his life!?
At this thought, Xin'er felt a jolt of alarm in her heart, accompanied by a twinge of worry and guilt.
After all, although she had only met the Third Prince a few times, she knew he was not a bad person.
Even though there were two occasions when he had tried to pursue her...
She could sense his hurt and sadness.
With this concern weighing on her mind, Xin'er instinctively clasped her hands tightly together on her lap.
However, what she didn't realize was that her current expression and actions were being keenly observed by someone.
A pair of Deep Black Eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fleeting glimpse of complex emotions.
Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Heart Palace—
"What's going on? The Third Prince isn't eating again!?"
Aotian Xue stood at the entrance of the courtyard, frowning as she watched a Palace Maid remove the untouched food that had been brought in earlier.
Hearing this, the Palace Maid immediately lowered her head and replied.
"Yes, Fourth Princess."
Upon hearing this, Aotian Xue furrowed her brows, her eyes filled with annoyance and concern as she gazed at the tightly shut Carved Wooden Door.
Soon after, as she saw the Palace Maid leaving, she waved over a eunuch and asked, "Little Dezi, you serve beside the Third Prince. On that day, why did the Third Prince drown? Did you see anyone else there?"
It was no wonder Aotian Xue was puzzled.
After all, the Third Prince was someone who knew how to swim.
Even if he had drunk so much alcohol, he should have been able to come to his senses if he fell into the water, right?
But why had he not surfaced after falling in?
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