Crown Prince Jun Zechen, the Empress's legitimate son, was young and accomplished. At fifteen, he was honored as Crown Prince, and at seventeen, he led an army to war, achieving swift victory. ...
The second day.
Jun Zechen woke up slowly. The woman in his arms with her back to him was still sleeping soundly. One of his hands had been resting on her head for a long time, but he did not feel numb.
He hugged her gently, his eyes fixed on her beautiful, white back, on which were clearly visible teeth marks.
Jun Zechen's slender fingertips gently brushed across these marks, and the emotions in his eyes were like the deep waters of a lake, complex and ambiguous.
Is it too easy to forgive her just like that?
I am the ruler of the world, admired by everyone, so why am I so soft-hearted towards her?
In the past two days, Jun Zechen's mood was extremely complicated. He even asked himself again and again, does he really have to have her?
He is in the harem, surrounded by beauties, all of whom are obedient to him and try their best to please him. Why is he so obsessed with this girl who is sometimes stubborn and sometimes weak?
Jun Zechen has been the empress's legitimate son since childhood, and his status is the most noble among all the princes. Later, he successfully became the crown prince and even ascended the throne to become the emperor. He holds a high position and has great power. It seems that everything in this world can be easily controlled by him.
Everyone fawned over him and praised him highly.
No matter whether it was Ling who was in the Eastern Palace back then, or the many concubines after he ascended the throne, Jun Zechen only needed to reward them with some treasures and chat with them for a few minutes to make them satisfied and grateful.
But Jun Zechen himself has never received true emotional release from these women.
He is always calm and emotionally stable.
To him, women were nothing more than the icing on the cake. It was enough for him to have a moment of relaxation physically and mentally after dealing with the heavy affairs of state.
However, ever since he met her, Jun Zechen's usually calm heart has been stirred up by stormy waves from time to time.
He rarely has such strong emotional fluctuations, or rather, there are very few people and things that really make him care.
But her appearance made his emotions run wild like a wild horse, making it difficult for him to control himself.
Jun Zechen was like a tortured person, immersed in this unprecedented feeling.
He didn't understand why her every smile, every move could touch his heart so much? Why did her indifference and rejection make him more eager to get her love?
He found it hard to accept that she didn't love him. These painful and repressed emotions were surging, yet he couldn't help but immerse himself in them. His desire for her inexplicably became stronger and stronger.
It was a feeling that Jun Zechen could hardly describe in words, like a fog that enveloped his heart.
Jun Zechen slowly closed his eyes, and with an almost pious attitude, he gently kissed the red mark on her back.
Since I can't let her go, I'll keep her by my side forever!
Perhaps, her honesty will become a new and different kind of trust between the two of them.
Jun Zechen has doted on her for the past two years, so he has let down his guard in front of her and talked about everything. He doesn't think there is any other woman to whom he can open his heart like this. They are both honest and clear, and their relationship will only get better in the future.
The tingling sensation instantly spread throughout Su Jingyao's body like an electric current. Her body trembled involuntarily and her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was struggling to wake up from her sleep.
Jun Zechen felt her subtle movements, and the kiss not only showed no signs of stopping, but became more passionate and deep.
He held her slender waist even tighter, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.
Su Jingyao was finally awakened by his gentle and passionate kiss.
The wet and soft touch made her shrink subconsciously, and then she turned around delicately, her hands wrapped around the man's strong waist like a snake, "Your Majesty, why are you still here today?"
Wasn’t he tired last night and not relaxed this morning?
"There is no morning court today."
"I will accompany you for a while, then I will go to the Imperial Study to review the memorials."
Su Jingyao nodded slightly.
Then she asked softly, "Your Majesty, does your Majesty have a headache?" There was worry in her tone, and her little hand gently massaged his temple.
He drank so much last night and worked so hard for so long, but he woke up so early. Is his body made of iron?
The moment Jun Zechen met her concerned eyes, his heart felt as if it was hit hard by a heavy hammer and trembled violently.
He suddenly realized that it was not without reason that he had been deceived by her in the past few years.
The care she gave him at any time and place, the just-right comfort that went straight to his heart when he was worried, the sudden and unexpected hugs and kisses when they were alone, each time was like a burning flame that could ignite his heart.
And she was always able to keenly capture his secret thoughts deep in his heart. The two of them had conversations that resonated with each other's souls. They had discussed poetry and songs together. She was his chess friend who was equally matched with him. They had also discussed the world situation together. Every communication was like a feast for the soul, which made him indulge in it.
The gentle look she inadvertently revealed, the birthday gift she carefully prepared for him, the painting she drew for him, every stroke was full of affection...
In the past few years, there have been countless incidents, one after another, as numerous as stars.
When Jun Zechen thought back on it now, he felt as if he was in a long and beautiful dream.
Even though Jun Zechen now knew in his heart that this might just be her pretense, he still couldn't help but feel his heart tremble slightly because of her concern.
"Does Yaoyao really care about me?" His voice was filled with anxiety and expectation.
"Your Majesty, are you going to question all of my actions in the future?" Su Jingyao asked coquettishly, her eyes full of grievance.
"Whether it's true or not, I will feel relieved because of Yaoyao's concern."
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