Chapter 469 Consummating the marriage? Abstaining from sex!

Duan Rongshi: "I don't know."

He was telling the truth.

Over the past year, the eldest princess has had no further contact with the Prince Su's residence.

Even when Duan Rongshi personally tested her, the princess never accepted his challenge.

Since the incident at the West Gate, the eldest princess seemed to have become a completely different person. The once magnanimous and straightforward eldest princess had transformed into an aloof and ambitious princess who began to manipulate politics, play with power, and scheme against others.

The entire princess's residence became an unapproachable and most powerful noble family in the imperial city.

Besides the new crown prince Duan Rongjue, she, who is deeply favored by the emperor, is also the person with the most power in the entire imperial city.

Even the Prince Su, whose reputation was gradually fading, could not compete with her when she was at the height of her power.

Li Qinglu felt a sense of foreboding: "The Western Regions... could it be related to Zuliya?"

A guess flashed through Li Qingluo's mind: Could it be that Zuliya is not dead?

Or has Qinyu been reborn into the body of the Eldest Princess?

However, they are not related by blood.

No, on the day of the West Gate Incident, another person also died, and he had a close blood relationship with the Princess.

"Duan Rongyin!"

"Ah Shi, have you tried to probe her? What exactly is the Princess...?"

Duan Rongshi gently patted Li Qingluo's hand with his finger.

"She is the eldest sister."

"There is no Western Region witchcraft involved, don't worry."

Compared to Li Qingluo's wild thoughts, Duan Rongshi remained calm.

"Perhaps, this was her original ambition."

The rain was falling in large drops outside the window. After finishing his meal, Qingyangzi went downstairs to rest.

After the earlier commotion, the monks of Ningyuan Temple had witnessed the prowess of Li Qingluo and his group.

In particular, the speed at which the "killing" group extinguished the fire left the monks standing by helpless.

They even snatched the bucket of water from his hands.

The monks, on the contrary, all became spectators.

Afterwards, Jiechi personally returned the five hundred taels of silver notes.

Sparrow seized the opportunity to say that there were too many of them, and three courtyards were not enough to accommodate them all.

If more rooms aren't provided, the firefighters who put out the fire will all rush to squeeze into the monks' meditation rooms.

If that happens, the whole temple will be in chaos, and no one will be able to have any peace and quiet.

Jiechi then quickly opened two more rooms, or rather, three more courtyards.

Now, all the dozens of people were finally settled in.

The night grew deeper.

Li Qingluo tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Duan Rongshi lay stiffly on the far side, listening to her toss and turn for almost half an hour, before finally unable to resist opening his eyes.

Why can't I sleep?

Li Qinglu propped her head up and looked at the man beside her with annoyance: "What do you think?"

Duan Rongshi: "...Is the bed too hard?"

This room is indeed a bit small.

A table, and a bed made of stones and mud.

There was only a thin mattress on the bed.

This is no different from sleeping directly on a hard board.

She's delicate and frail, so it's normal that she couldn't handle it.

Duan Rongshi rolled over and got up, saying, "I'll go add some mattresses for you."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluo quickly got up and pounced on him.

"Need not--"

The warm, cozy bed was instantly ventilated.

Wearing only her undergarments, Li Qingluo involuntarily shivered and then sneezed.

How could Duan Rongshi possibly push her away again?

The only thing they could do was pull up the blanket and cover her up tightly.

"Luo'er? What's wrong with you?"

Li Qingluo quickly stepped forward and grabbed Duan Rongshi's neck, then pressed her whole body against him.

She was furious: Why did they even ask her what was wrong? And is this even about the mattress?

Is the dignified and decisive Prince Su a fool in this respect?

Or perhaps he has some hidden health condition?

In the dimly lit room, she stared into his eyes with a resentful gaze.

"Duan Rongshi, why won't you consummate your marriage with me?"

She blurted out all the questions she had been holding in for half a month.

Duan Rongshi froze for a moment: ...

Although he couldn't see it, Li Qingluo felt his neck and ears suddenly become burning hot.

She reached out to touch it, but Duan Rongshi grabbed her hand tightly.

"you--"

Duan Rongshi was both amused and exasperated: "You can't sleep because of this?"

Li Qingluo: "Yes...no..."

She still harbored feelings about the Guanyin statue.

Duan Rongshi seemed to sigh: "Luo'er, although Ningyuan Temple is not a good place, it is still a Buddhist temple after all."

"Since we are staying here, we should abide by the rules and regulations."

The primary precept is the word 'lust'.

Li Qinglu was startled.

Then her face turned hot and red.

She... forgot about that.

but……

"Alright. We won't consummate our marriage here. On our way out of Miao territory, we stayed at inns a few times. The beds in the inns were soft and comfortable. Why did you go and sleep on that low couch?"

She questioned him with a clear conscience, determined to get an explanation from him today.

A sense of grievance welled up in my heart.

Duan Rong was speechless for a moment.

In this world, she is probably the only woman who would so openly question her husband about consummating their marriage.

He couldn't help but chuckle, letting her wriggle and cling to him, and gently put his arm around her.

"Luo'er, I don't want to rush into this matter with you."

"Moreover, I haven't yet given you the wedding gifts you deserve for your princess."

"Therefore, I don't want to make you feel wronged."

"Do you really think I want to sleep on that low couch?"

"I have never suffered such humiliation in my entire life!"

"I would do it all for you, and I'd do it willingly."

He spoke while lowering his head, his eyes fixed on her.

Li Qingluo saw him swallow lightly.

I started to feel flustered and confused.

My apologies, my apologies. This is a sacred Buddhist site; you must not entertain any more evil thoughts.

Li Qingluo quickly buried her head.

She buried her head tightly in his arms.

Listening to the intense heartbeat around her, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

It felt as if my restless heart had finally found a harbor to dock in.

It turns out, it was simply because he valued himself, not because he was incapable.

She gradually felt more at ease.

A surge of joy welled up within me.

"That's great! I thought you couldn't do it..."

Duan Rongshi: "What did you say?"

He thought he had misheard.

But his hearing has always been extremely sharp; even now, a bird flying by outside cannot escape his ears.

Therefore, he definitely did not mishear.

Duan Rongshi almost laughed out of anger.

He narrowed his eyes, grabbed Li Qingluo's chin, and lifted her up: "Luo'er, say it again."

Li Qingluo: "Heh...heh..."

“I really have already decided to write a letter to Grandpa Luo and ask him to take a look at it for you.”

Duan Rongshi: "...You!"

His heart was pounding with anger, but he only pinched her chin slightly.

Then he shouted a warning: "You'd better remember this!"

Li Qingluo, unafraid of death, still tried to explain: "Ashi, this is nothing to be ashamed of. With Grandpa Luo's medical skills, he'll definitely be fine after just two doses of medicine..."