An Shun was shocked when he heard Jun Zechen's order. His Highness had rejected the Crown Princess' invitation today. If His Highness went to Xiyan Palace tonight, what would the Crown Princess think tomorrow?

Concubine Su wrote a letter, and His Highness sat there reading it for a long time, thinking about it with all his heart. Even now, in the rain, he still had to go to Xiyan Palace.

The concubine is really capable.

Although he was thinking over and over again, Anshun still responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

When Jun Zechen arrived at Xiyan Palace, there was only a candle flickering faintly in the bedroom, and the little woman was already sleeping soundly.

Jun Zechen walked into the bedroom quietly without making any sound.

He stood quietly beside the bed, gazing at her tenderly.

Her sleeping face was sweet and peaceful. In the dim candlelight, her eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes. Her small and straight nose was slightly twitching, and her lovely rosy lips were slightly upturned. Her whole face was beautiful as a dream.

Jun Zechen just looked at her quietly, as if time had stopped at this moment.

After a long time, Su Jingyao seemed to feel something, but she did not open her eyes and just remained sleeping.

"Your Highness, how long will you continue to look at me?" Su Jingyao's voice was lazily and mischievously voiced.

Jun Zechen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that she had already noticed his presence.

"How did Yaoyao know it was Gu?"

Su Jingyao opened her eyes, turned sideways, supported her head with her hands, and looked at Jun Zechen with a smile that was naughty and cute.

"Because Your Highness and I have a tacit understanding, I could sense it the moment Your Highness came."

"You are such a smooth talker. Why did you deliver a letter to me today and go to bed so early after delivering the letter?"

"I asked Miaoxue to deliver a letter to Your Highness in the rain. Your Highness, what does it mean?"

Jun Zechen pursed his lips slightly. He really didn't know the specific meaning of her letter.

However, there was still no expression on his face. He didn't want to expose his ignorance in front of this little woman. He was a prince, could he lose to a little girl like her in literary attainments?

Jun Zechen strode forward, and his tall body instantly enveloped Su Jingyao.

He bent down, placed his hands on either side of the woman, and stared into her watery eyes with deep, fiery eyes.

"Since you want to sleep alone, why do you feel sorry for the lack of thunder?" Jun Zechen's voice was low and magnetic.

"Without thunder, how can I have any reason to crawl into your arms?"

Su Jingyao smiled as beautifully as a flower, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes. Then she hugged the man's thin waist tightly, with her smiling face pressed against his chest.

Jun Zechen's heart trembled, and his eyes suddenly froze. How could she say such a thing!

Jun Zechen's eyes became even hotter, as if they wanted to melt her.

"How can you be so sweet!" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible lust.

Jun Zechen's eyes began to gleam with anger, and his breathing became a little rapid.

"Because my heart is sweet." After saying that, Su Jingyao placed Jun Zechen's hand on her heart, "Does Your Highness feel it?"

"I didn't feel it."

Jun Zechen put his lips against her ear, his voice was low and slow, and a little hoarse, as if he was deliberately seducing her.

"I miss your Highness. Your Highness is in my heart, so my heart is sweet."

Su Jingyao blinked her big, twinkling eyes and looked at Jun Zechen sincerely.

Jun Zechen couldn't bear it any longer. Where did this woman learn these seductive tricks?

"Then I want to taste it!"

He leaned over and kissed her lips fiercely, greedily sucking on her sweetness.