Chapter 42 I Miss You Too

However, Xiao Jingzhan simply and patiently wrung out her hair, smoothing it with a jade comb time and time again, his movements restrained to the point of reverence. Apart from her increasingly hot breaths, he made no inappropriate moves.

"Your Highness..." Su Jingyu couldn't help but call out to him softly, her voice carrying a hint of tenderness that she herself didn't even realize.

"Hmm?" Xiao Jingzhan responded softly, his voice hoarse from suppressed emotion. He put down the jade comb, placed his hands on her shoulders, leaned down and rested his chin on the top of her head, taking a deep breath, filled with her sweet fragrance. "Sweetie, your hair is dry, get some rest." He said, then reached out to pick her up and carry her to the bed.

Su Jingyu turned around, stretched out her arms, and softly wrapped them around his waist, pressing her face against his firm abdomen. She could feel his body stiffen instantly, and the scalding heat emanating from his clothes.

"Your Highness..." She looked up, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, a timid yet bold invitation in her gaze, "I... am healed."

Xiao Jingzhan was terrified! He looked down at the charming woman in his arms, and his body tensed up instantly. A surge of heat almost overwhelmed his last shred of reason! His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his breathing became heavy, like that of a trapped beast.

God knows how much he suffered! Every night, he would hold her fragrant, soft body as he fell asleep, but he could only look and not touch her. For him, this was both sweetness and torture. Countless times, he would take a cold shower in the middle of the night to barely suppress the burning desire within him.

He abruptly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, a storm was forced down his spine. He reached out and gently pulled her hands away from his waist, his voice hoarse: "Don't be silly... Darling, you've only been a month postpartum, your health is important, you need to rest and recuperate for a while." He couldn't let his own selfishness harm her.

Looking at his taut jawline and the veins bulging on his forehead, Su Jingyu felt a bittersweet mix of emotions. This man, despite being in excruciating pain himself, still prioritized her safety above all else.

Instead of backing down, she became even bolder. She stood up, tiptoed, and took the initiative to kiss his tightly pursed lips, learning to lick and suck them. Her small hands also restlessly explored his clothes and caressed his burning chest.

"Your Highness..." she whispered breathlessly near his lips, her breath sweet as orchids, "Really...it's alright now. I...I missed you too..."

This last sentence, like a spark igniting dry tinder, completely destroyed Xiao Jingzhan's desperately maintained rationality!

He suddenly scooped her up in his arms and completely enveloped her, showering her with passionate kisses like a torrential downpour, leaving no spot untouched…

"Yu'er... my darling..."

He greedily savored her sweetness, murmuring indistinctly as his large hands explored the body that haunted his dreams. When his palms covered her soft, full... they both trembled.

Su Jingyu could sense his extreme restraint and care, as if he were handling a fragile treasure. This tenderness stirred a surge of love within her. She also showed him through her actions that she was truly ready.

...

His Highness is truly, truly, truly, truly happy...

"Does it hurt?" He pressed his forehead against hers, his breath unsteady as he asked, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

Su Jingyu shook her head, wrapped her arms around him tightly, buried her burning face in the crook of his neck, and said in a soft voice, "It doesn't hurt... Your Highness... I like it very much..."

Only after receiving her permission did Xiao Jingzhan feel relieved.

The tide engulfed them both. He whispered passionate words of love in her ear over and over again.

"Yu'er...you're so sweet..."

"My darling, my darling..."

"I love you...I love you so much..."

That night, the red candles burned until dawn. His Highness the Crown Prince poured out his long-accumulated longing and yearning into the most exquisite... tender, repeated whispers to his beloved.

Under his love, Su Jingyu blossomed like a flower in full bloom, radiant and beautiful.

The spiritual spring not only nourished her body, but also seemed to make her more sensitive, easily leading her to... peak.

That morning, the weather was fine and the spring breeze was gentle. When the Crown Prince's entourage arrived at the alley where the Su residence was located, Su Mingyuan and his entire family were already waiting respectfully outside the gate.

As the carriage came to a stop, Xiao Jingzhan stepped out first. He was not wearing court robes today, but only a moon-white brocade robe with dark patterns, which made him look even more upright and exuded a noble and aloof air.

However, he did not immediately exchange pleasantries with the Su family. Instead, he turned around and personally stepped into the carriage. Xiao Jingzhan first carefully took Yu'er, who was wrapped in a soft brocade quilt, from Su Jingyu's arms. His movements were skilled and steady. He handed the child to the maid waiting beside him and carefully instructed her, "Take good care of him."

Then he turned around and stretched his arms into the car.

Su Jingyu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Your Highness, I can manage on my own..." Before she could finish speaking, he had already lifted her up steadily in his arms. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, the hem of her apricot-colored spring dress rippled like water, and a corner of her cloud-silk cloak slipped off her shoulders.

"Don't move," Xiao Jingzhan pulled her closer to his chest, whispering in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, his breath warm, "Let your parents see how well I'm taking care of their precious daughter. And, I love holding her the most." There was a hint of pride and doting in his tone.

Su Jingyu's ears burned, and she buried her face slightly in his neck, her voice soft and barely audible, tinged with a coquettish reproach: "Your Highness is always right..."

Xiao Jingzhan chuckled softly, his chest heaving, in high spirits. He carried her and stepped calmly off the carriage, setting Yu'er down. His gaze swept over the waiting crowd, and he nodded slightly, his tone calm yet authoritative: "Lord Su, Mother-in-law, no need for formalities."

Su Mingyuan and Madam Zhou hurriedly bowed and led the way, their hearts filled with turmoil! They knew the Crown Prince doted on his daughter, but they never imagined it would reach such a point!

Su Jingyu's older sister, Su Jingrou, and her husband, Lin Wenxuan, were also present, and they were completely dumbfounded. Lin Wenxuan, recalling his mother's current state of trepidation and his own unexpected smooth progress in his official career, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and felt an even greater sense of awe towards his brother-in-law.