Chapter 58 I love her so much
"Your Highness?" Su Jingyu gently wrapped her arms around his waist.
"I like it very much." Xiao Jingzhan's deep voice sounded above her head, "It was given to me by Guai Guai, and I wear it every day."
He released her and immediately removed the gold-inlaid jade cufflinks from his robe, replacing them with a pair of bamboo-shaped jade buttons. The warm white jade and the lustrous pearl on the cuffs of his dark brocade robe were understated yet elegant, further highlighting the steady and powerful nature of his wrists.
"Is it pretty?" he asked her, holding out his hands.
Su Jingyu looked up and saw his phoenix eyes smiling, his deep gaze full of tenderness, and the cufflinks on his wrists seemed to come alive. Her heart overflowed with sweetness, and she nodded emphatically: "Beautiful! Your Highness looks the best in them."
Xiao Jingzhan chuckled and kissed her forehead: "You had a very fruitful day out. You got some good materials, met some talented people, and even received a lovely gift." He took her hand, kissed it, and said, "I am delighted." Then he kissed her soft lips.
Su Jingyu's body went weak from his kisses, her heart pounding like a drum. She knew what he wanted.
A light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) in intimate moments...
Her skin was so smooth and soft, it always made him...
Xiao Jingzhan's hot breath was alluring, spraying onto her sensitive skin and causing waves of sensation...
"Your Highness...go...go inside..." Su Jingyu barely regained her senses, her small hands clutching the fabric of his shirt, her voice barely audible. Although they were in her own boudoir, this was still the outer study, and she was too shy to admit it.
Xiao Jingzhan paused, took a deep breath, suppressed his surging desire, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the side room connected to the bedroom—there was a small bathtub there, filled with hot spring water, which was now steaming.
"Be good, bathe with me." His voice was hoarse as he carried her into the warm pool.
The water rippled, instantly soaking their clothes. The thin fabric clung to their bodies, outlining their alluring curves. Xiao Jingzhan's eyes deepened, and using the pool water as a springboard, he slowly and methodically undressed her…
Su Jingyu blushed deeply, extremely shy, and simply let him take good care of her.
The warm pool water enveloped my body, relieving the slight fatigue from walking all day and making every touch even clearer.
His fingertips brushed across, carrying a warm temperature and a moist feel, stirring up delicate ripples.
Her clothes were gently removed and she disappeared into the water. Xiao Jingzhan pulled her close to the smooth jade wall of the pool, using his own body to shield her from the hardness and coldness, their bodies pressed tightly together.
His kiss landed again, deeper than before, filled with unmistakable tenderness and affection. His hand gently stroked her smooth back, finally supporting her firmly in his arms.
Su Jingyu nestled against him, her soft and delicate body finding comfort in his presence.
Warm water gushed from Xiao Jingzhan's throat, rippling as it approached...
"My darling..." He pressed his forehead against hers, his breath still uneven, calling her in a deep, seductive voice. "My darling, don't be afraid, I'll be careful."
Su Jingyu was already dazed, her body weak and boneless. She could only look up at him with her flushed and tender face and her misty eyes, and gently nod.
He kissed her brows, her eyes, her ears… so tenderly, the time had come…
"Your Highness..." Su Jingyu was pinned against the edge of the pool by him... her soft, seductive voice rang out...
Xiao Jingzhan held her tightly, gently kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and whispered in her ear.
“Yu’er…my Yu’er…”
I love you so much.
“Good clothes…” He loved her looking like this.
For a very long time... from here to there... Xiao Jingzhan could never bear to let go.
Xiao Jingzhan was extremely patient and gentle, taking her ups and downs... until she could no longer hold on and fainted softly in his arms.
Xiao Jingzhan tenderly kissed her sweaty temples, carefully dried the water droplets from their bodies with a soft cloth, and then carried her back to the bedroom, where they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Su Jingyu was exhausted and slept soundly. Xiao Jingzhan, however, was wide awake, his fingertips gently tracing her eyebrows and eyes, his heart filled with love.
His darling was his wife, the mother of his child, and the only love of his life. All the splendor within the palace walls paled in comparison to the sight of her sleeping peacefully in his arms at this moment.
The night was deep, and the room was filled with sweet affection.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Before returning to the palace, Madam Zhou held her daughter's hand, giving her countless instructions. Su Mingyuan also bowed deeply to the Crown Prince, everything understood without words.
The carriage slowly drove away from the Su residence. Su Jingyu leaned against Xiao Jingzhan's arms, watching her home gradually disappear into the distance. Although she felt reluctant to leave, her heart was filled with warmth.
"If you ever miss home in the future, just tell me, and I'll come back with you for a short stay." Xiao Jingzhan pulled her cloak tighter.
"Mmm." Su Jingyu tilted her head back and kissed his chin. "With Your Highness here, anywhere is home."
Xiao Jingzhan's heart skipped a beat, and he hugged her even tighter.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Su Jingyu was nearly six months pregnant, her belly swollen. Crown Prince Xiao Jingzhan protected her even more carefully, and everyone in the Eastern Palace knew that Consort Liangdi was the apple of His Highness's eye, and could not be neglected in the slightest.
The study in the Eastern Palace, Liuli Pavilion.
The afternoon sun shone through the clear window lattice, casting a warm glow into the room. Su Jingyu wore a soft, pale yellow silk dress with scattered flowers. Because of her growing weight, she leaned against the chaise lounge by the window, holding a small purple brush, and carefully sketching on the Chengxintang paper spread out on the table.
Behind his desk, Xiao Jingzhan was reviewing memorials. He wasn't wearing his court robes today, but rather a dark-colored casual robe embroidered with silver cloud patterns. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, and the lines of his profile appeared even more handsome and sharp in the light and shadow. The vermilion brush in his hand was as steady as a rock, sometimes he would write swiftly, and sometimes he would frown and ponder.
After reviewing a memorial concerning the reform of the Grand Canal system, he put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the window. His young wife was hunched over the desk, biting her pen, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling faintly, her expression adorably focused.
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