Chapter 159 Pei Siyan is madly in love with her

Pei Siyan pulled the person into his arms and kissed him deeper and deeper.

The kiss was sticky, wet, long, and even made soft, rustling sounds from time to time. Dou Wenyi tilted her chin up, forced to endure his demands until she felt suffocated.

He reluctantly released her, his voice low and hoarse, "Yi'er, let's go to the bed."

Dou Wenyi slowly opened her eyes, her mind blank. Before she could respond, his strong arms had already lifted her up and pressed her directly onto the bed.

The room was warm and cozy, while snowflakes fell softly outside the window.

Pei Siyan felt a surge of irritation. She had just crossed his line again and displeased him, but he was too ashamed to admit it.

Seeing her eyes brimming with tears, innocent and delicate, his heart softened. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead again, his words muffled, "From now on... you're not allowed to mention him again. If you do, I'll really punish you!"

Dou Wenyi: "......."

The room was dimly lit, but the tent was filled with vibrant colors and fragrances.

Pei Siyan knelt on one knee on the bed, his hands supporting him on either side of her body. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, so tenderly that her slender back trembled uncontrollably. Her dark hair was disheveled, her skin a dazzling white, and her small bodice hung precariously on her body...

It looks so tempting!

He couldn't wait any longer. She was his Crown Princess. Even though they weren't married yet, he couldn't keep forcing himself to wait until after the wedding to consummate their marriage.

But he had promised her he wouldn't force her.

It seems that in front of her, he constantly lowers his standards, even reflecting on his arrogance and character...

For no apparent reason, I had the illusion that she was disciplining me!

Pei Siyan's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice low and hoarse, "Is it alright?"

Dou Wenyi knew this day would come sooner or later, but she still didn't want it to. She gripped the bedsheet tightly, her voice weak, "Your Highness, what if you become pregnant... you are still ill."

......

The moon rose above the branches, and the Eastern Palace was silent. The heavy snow that had been falling for several days had finally stopped.

Jingkun Palace was filled with laughter and joy.

"...Xiyue, did your Sheng family also set up a soup kitchen?" Consort Zhang had practically become the mistress of the harem. Her head was adorned with jewels, and she had completely shaken off her previous dejection, becoming radiant and incomparably beautiful.

Sheng Xiyue sighed, then hesitated, "Your Majesty, you may not know this, but most of the soup kitchens outside the city have been closed down, leaving only a few... It's so pitiful for those disaster victims."

"What could have caused this?"

"Well... I don't know the specifics either. I heard it was a document issued by the imperial court. By the way, the Princess's birthday is in two days. Is Your Highness also going to the West Garden?"

The eldest princess was Emperor Muzong's elder sister and held real power. Her birthday celebrations were always extremely extravagant, with more than half of the court officials personally attending to offer their congratulations. Dou Wenyi happened to overhear the two of them talking about this when she entered.

After Dou Wenyi gave a dignified bow, Consort Zhang said with a smile, "Wenyi, it's been a long time. You've grown even more beautiful. Come sit here, come closer. You've worked hard in the Eastern Palace these past few days."

Consort Zhang felt that her charming eyes seemed even more lively and clear, her figure even more graceful and alluring, and her demeanor and temperament were in no way inferior to Sheng Xiyue's, and her face was even more stunning.

She recalled how Dou Wenyi had repeatedly saved the Zhang family from dire straits, always turning the tide at crucial moments. From the moment she learned that Dou Wenyi was going to marry the Crown Prince to bring him good luck, the resentment she had felt towards Dou Wenyi was completely replaced by admiration.

Dou Wenyi moved over and sat down to the left of her.

She smiled modestly, "Your Majesty flatters me. There are so many palace servants attending to me in the Eastern Palace, I haven't done anything."

A look of surprise flashed across Sheng Xiyue's eyes. She had no idea that Dou Wenyi had such influence with Consort Zhang.

She lifted her eyelids and smiled as she continued, "Sister Dou, you're too modest. The fact that you personally helped the Crown Prince apply the medicine has spread throughout the entire court and the harem. No sister of mine knows how to serve a man."

"Xiyue!"

Consort Zhang spoke up sharply, "The Crown Princess is ordered to serve the Crown Prince. Do you have any objections?"

Sheng Xiyue felt extremely wronged and lowered her eyes, "Xiyue wouldn't dare."

She suddenly noticed a red mark on the back of Dou Wenyi's neck, winding down from her ear.

A surge of jealousy welled up in her heart. She hadn't realized that Dou Wenyi was so cunning and shameless that she even tried to seduce the ailing Crown Prince.

She feigned surprise, "Sister, what's that red mark on your neck?"

Upon hearing this, Consort Zhang glanced at Dou Wenyi and instantly understood; it was clearly a hickey...

Although Dou Wenyi had lived two lives, her face still flushed red when faced with such a situation, but she remained calm.

"I haven't been feeling well these past few days. I was busy distributing porridge, and then I had an allergic reaction when I got back. You also went to distribute porridge. Your skin isn't as delicate as mine, which is really enviable. But I went several times and didn't run into you. Maybe it was just bad luck."

Sheng Xiyue was speechless.

She did go to distribute porridge, but she only stayed at the porridge stall for less than fifteen minutes on the first day before leaving. Of course, Dou Wenyi wouldn't be able to reach her. Was she bringing this up now to expose her in front of the Empress?

Consort Zhang frowned slightly and changed the subject, "Alright. I called you here today because the disaster is severe and there are many displaced people. I wanted to ask you two to offer suggestions for disaster relief."

Sheng Xiyue immediately suggested, "Your Highness, how about we hold a donation rally to raise some money?"

Consort Zhang nodded with a smile, "I had the same thought. Wenyi, what do you think?"

Dou Wenyi smiled and said, "Your Majesty's idea is wonderful! Why not hold an auction and auction some calligraphy, paintings and manuscripts? That way, the noble ladies in the court will probably have to spend a lot of money to compete for the top spot."

"Isn't the Princess's birthday coming up soon? Why not take this opportunity to hold an auction? It might have a surprising effect!"

"This idea is excellent!" Consort Zhang said with delight.

Consort Zhang kept her behind to discuss the details in more detail, and an hour later, Dou Wenyi finally left Jingkun Palace.

She slowly walked outside, and just past the artificial hill, she heard two eunuchs talking in front of her.

"...So much for being the Emperor's favorite, he can still fall out of favor just like that."

"What exactly did Lord Shen do wrong?"

Dou Wenyi's blood seemed to freeze.

Who? Lord Shen?