"Prince Consort, now that you're here, why hide anymore?"
Zhao Zhi's voice came from the bed, carrying a hint of laziness and playfulness.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes gleaming cunningly in the candlelight, like a cat hunting in the dark.
Shen Hanshan took a deep breath; he knew he couldn't escape.
What's more, the princess was injured because of him today.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, walked over, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Seeing this, a hint of smugness flashed in Zhao Zhi's eyes.
She thought to herself, "Shen Hanshan, when you imprisoned me in this Prince Rui's mansion for five days as a prince, I was helpless and desperate. Now that our roles are reversed, you'll taste the same pain!"
"My lord, why are you so shy? We're husband and wife now, we should do something tonight. You should be prepared."
"Your Highness, it's late, you should rest." Shen Hanshan tried to change the subject in a calm tone, but his heart was beating faster than usual.
Zhao Zhi chuckled, stretched out her arms, hooked her arms around Shen Hanshan's neck, and pulled him towards her.
"Prince Consort, do you think I'll let you go?"
She asked softly, her voice full of teasing and playfulness.
Shen Hanshan felt a faint fragrance waft towards him, and then a pair of soft and hot lips pressed against his cheek.
He was startled and tried to push her away, but found himself powerless to resist.
"Your Highness, now that you are mine, you should obey my arrangements."
Zhao Zhi's voice was seductive. She reached out and untied the bed curtains. With a clear ringing of a copper bell, the layers of pine-green gauze curtains fell down.
Shen Hanshan gazed at the princess with adoration and murmured, "Your Highness, I am your person, and I will follow your arrangements."
Zhao Zhi reached under the hem of his nightgown and slipped her hand inside, causing his lower abdomen to tighten suddenly.
A moment later, suppressed panting came from inside the gauze curtain, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
The window was half-open, and wisps of night breeze seeped into the room through the cracks.
The flames on the candlestick flickered left and right, and the gauze curtains on the canopy bed swayed gently.
The people inside had switched places with each other at some point.
From his elevated position, Shen Hanshan placed his arms above Zhao Zhi and passionately kissed the beads of sweat dripping from her neck.
Then he gently nibbled on her earlobe and whispered tenderly, "Just...just..."
Hearing him call her by her childhood name, Zhao Zhi's heart stirred.
"...Hanshan...Hanshan..."
As their passion reached its peak, Zhao Zhi let out a soft moan in her natural voice, and Shen Hanshan, who was above her, suddenly stopped.
He shook his head violently and bit his arm hard.
Blood seeped out, and his mind suddenly cleared.
Zhao Zhi looked at Shen Hanshan, and the intense longing in his eyes quickly turned into a sharp scrutiny.
"Zhao Chunhua, what is your relationship with Zhao Zhi?" Shen Hanshan's tone carried a threatening undertone.
Even though their current posture is clearly the most intimate kind.
"Why do you sound exactly like Zhizhi? And why did you risk your life and your child's to save me today?!"
He touched the mole on the woman's waist beneath him, his eyes reddening, and demanded, "Even the location of this mole is exactly the same!"
"Smack!"
A resounding slap landed on Shen Hanshan's face.
Zhao Zhi changed her voice again and said sternly, "While serving this princess, your husband still had another woman in his heart. Do you know what that means? I can punish you for a grave offense of disrespect!"
A night breeze blew by, and the copper bells on the gauze curtains jingled together.
The sharpness in Chen Hanshan's eyes slowly faded, replaced by an infatuation with the woman beneath him.
"Your Highness, what did I do wrong?" He innocently covered his aching cheek, looking just like a child being punished by an adult for doing something wrong.
"You, you, just now... hurt me..." Zhao Zhi lied guiltily.
Feeling guilty and annoyed, Shen Hanshan gently stroked her face and said embarrassedly, "I'll be careful."
The Great Xuan, the Imperial Study.
Zhao Yi stared at the empty desk and muttered to himself, "I wonder if Zhizhi's injury is really not as serious as the imperial physician said."
Li An thoughtfully draped an overcoat over him and comforted him, "I just heard from a scout that Your Highness and the Prince Consort are, well, very affectionate."
Seeing his hesitation, Zhao Yi glanced at his crotch and smiled maliciously. "Li An, you don't have that thing, so you can't even talk about that kind of thing?"
Li An chuckled twice, then said embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, please don't tease this old servant."
Zhao Yi didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and only said, "Later, you can look around in the palace and find a clever palace maid, and I will give her to you as your partner."
Li An knelt down with a thud, tears of gratitude streaming down his face, "This old servant thanks Your Majesty for your kindness!"
"Get up!" Zhao Yi said, pinching his brow in worry. "I'm just afraid that when Zhizhi finds out the truth, she'll hate me, her elder brother!"
Li An sighed softly and comforted him, "Your Majesty, His Highness will understand you. On the other hand, if Your Majesty hadn't dealt with the Yun Dynasty assassins who tried to kill His Highness beforehand, and then sent our people to impersonate them, His Highness would probably have suffered more than just a broken shoulder blade."
He observed Zhao Yi's expression and continued, "If His Majesty hadn't orchestrated this, he wouldn't have been able to test the sincerity between Your Highness and the Prince Consort. Given the life-saving grace, the young couple would have seriously considered their future divorce."
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