"My husband has lived an extra lifetime, and he is not only highly skilled in Go, but also has much more experience. This is really unfair. But today, it's fair."

When Jun Zechen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he failed to react to the deep meaning of Su Jingyao's words.

Then his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to meet Su Jingyao's eyes.

She...what does this mean?

Why is today fair?

Could it be because she also recovered her memories of her past life?

This thought flashed through Jun Zechen's mind, making his heart tighten instantly.

Jun Zechen subconsciously hugged Su Jingyao tighter in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Su Jingyao noticed his nervousness and a cunning flashed in her eyes. Then she obediently leaned her head on his neck and placed her hand on his heart, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.

After a moment, Su Jingyao directly confirmed Jun Zechen's thoughts.

"I remember everything."

Su Jingyao felt Jun Zechen's hold on her getting stronger and stronger, and the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter, but Jun Zechen couldn't see it at the moment.

She did remember everything, but also some modern experiences.

At this moment, connecting all the things together, Su Jingyao suddenly realized that it had been him all along.

The novel that appeared on her bookshelf must have been placed there by him on purpose.

She couldn't help but wonder, was it really Jun Zechen who wrote the novel himself? Did he have such a talent?

Su Jingyao felt very strange about this.

However, since the modern Jun Zechen possesses the memories of the present Jun Zechen and Ling Yue, they are actually the same person.

Thinking of this, Su Jingyao naturally stopped worrying about it. The man in front of her just didn't have the memories of his other two lives, but for the modern him, perhaps the memories of every life existed clearly in his mind.

No wonder he was so eager to get married before, it turns out that everything had its origins.

Jun Zechen held Su Jingyao, as if he wanted to merge her into his body, his eyes revealing a deep determination.

"Even if Jiaojiao remembers it, I will never let you leave."

"It hurts, don't hold me so tight." Su Jingyao frowned slightly and said softly.

She sat up straight and looked at Jun Zechen, her eyes and eyebrows filled with smiles, charming and moving.

However, Jun Zechen was unable to fully understand the deep meaning in her eyes. He only felt that the smile seemed to hide some kind of emotion that he could not fathom.

"My husband is so good, I can't bear to leave him."

Su Jingyao's voice is soft and sweet.

After saying that, she took the initiative to move forward without hesitation and kissed Jun Zechen's thin lips.

Her lips were soft and warm, with a faint fragrance. She opened her mouth slightly, took the initiative to pry open Jun Zechen's teeth, and lightly stretched out her tongue.

Jun Zechen responded to her obediently, their lips intertwined, their breath blending together, and they kissed hard.

The desire of the body began to burst out, and Jun Zechen suddenly pushed the chess pieces in front of him away with force. The chess pieces scattered to the ground with a crisp sound.

He reached out with both hands and placed Su Jingyao on the stone table.

Their lips became moist and red because of the intense kiss just now.

Jun Zechen stood in front of the stone table, looking down at her, while Su Jingyao raised her head and looked at him.

Their eyes intertwined, as if countless silk threads were entangled in the air, and their eyes were full of emotions, hot and intense.

Su Jingyao smiled charmingly, tilted her head slightly, and moved her shoulders lightly. The dress on her body slowly slid down her smooth skin, and her snow-white shoulders were instantly exposed to the air.

She turned her head, her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, shimmering and looking at him seductively, then she leaned back, resting her hands on the stone table, showing a lazy and charming posture.

Jun Zechen's eyes gradually deepened as she moved, as if there were twinkling stars in the endless darkness.

He slowly bent down, placed his hands side by side with Su Jingyao's, and supported himself on the stone table. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Jiaojiao, don't regret it."

Jun Zechen first gently placed a kiss on her shoulder, and then his kiss became more and more unrestrained, moving all the way down along her shoulder, as if it was a passionate journey of exploration.

Wherever the lips touched, they left behind traces of heat.

Su Jingyao tilted her head back with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The rain outside the pavilion was still drizzling, bringing a hint of coolness.

The raindrops hit the buds outside, as if baptizing them, making the flowers more beautiful and emitting charming fragrance.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, with only the sounds of their breathing and heartbeats echoing in the air.

An hour later, the rain gradually stopped.

The air in the pavilion was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, telling of the warm and passionate affair that had just taken place.

Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen's clothes were now in disarray, hanging loosely on their bodies, barely covering their bodies covered with love marks.

Jun Zechen panted slightly, raised his hand to tidy up his clothes, and then sat down, with lust still burning in his eyes, and held Su Jingyao in his arms again.

Su Jingyao was like a delicate flower ravaged by a storm, her whole body limp and powerless. She spread her legs and sat lazily on Jun Zechen's body, her chin resting weakly on his shoulder, her eyes closed, and she had no strength to open her eyes.

Jun Zechen gently stroked Su Jingyao's scattered hair with one hand, his fingers lightly passing through her hair, feeling the silky touch, and his other hand hugged her slender waist.

"Since Jiaojiao has recovered her memory, Jiaojiao, tell me, do you love me or him?"

Jun Zechen's voice was hoarse, with subtle nervousness and anticipation.

Su Jingyao's originally empty mind was instantly brought back by these words.

She couldn't help but laugh in her heart. This man's jealous habit would never change in several lifetimes. He was even jealous of her.

She was about to say "You are one person", but her mouth opened and closed again.

The current Jun Zechen has no memory of his previous two lives. If she said that, he might think that she loved him in his previous two lives more and treated the current him as a substitute.

Thinking of this, Su Jingyao raised her head slightly, looked into Jun Zechen's eyes, and said softly: "I love you the most in this life."

When Jun Zechen heard this answer, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Then he held her hips, stood up, and walked with big strides towards the bedroom where they lived in the palace, holding her in his arms.

Do it again.