Chapter 111 Chapter 111 Cold thin lips.
The window in the room was opened a crack, and the daylight dispelled the silence of the night, leaving only a hazy warm fragrance behind the curtains.
Sheng Puzhu woke up, but her consciousness was not yet fully clear. She was held tightly, and her body naturally wanted to move inward out of habit, but she couldn't move at all. The strong arms were placed on her slender waist.
"Awake?" Xie Zhiyan turned his head and hugged the person tighter, his voice hoarse.
He raised his hand, placed his palm on Sheng Puzhu's smooth forehead, and touched it. "Well, although I'm sweating a little, I'm glad I don't have a high fever."
The autumn curtains were thick, and Sheng Puzhu felt like she was trapped in a dream. The light in the tent was dim, and she was sleepy and not very awake for a while. Until the drowsiness gradually faded away, the fragmented but hot memories of last night suddenly flooded into her mind.
The flickering candlelight, the suppressed breathing, and the scorching touch.
Especially Xie Zhiyan's seemingly heartless lips, which were more passionate and more difficult to resist than a kiss. He sucked hard and bit her neither lightly nor heavily, wanting to make her collapse or to make her happy.
Even if we didn't make it to the final step, it was still too much...
Don't want to face it.
Sheng Puzhu wanted to go back to sleep. It was obvious that everything that happened in a dream turned out to be real. Her ears were burning and she was so embarrassed that tears were about to come out.
When she realized all this, she wanted to hide, but just as she tried to move in, Xie Zhiyan grabbed her lower back unexpectedly, making her dizzy and turned over.
Xie Zhiyan stared at her, his tone smiling: "Madam, what are you hiding from?"
Sheng Puzhu couldn't stand being looked at, especially when he spoke, his lips opened and closed.
"I didn't hide." She whispered.
Xie Zhongyan's phoenix eyes were dark, and he looked at her leisurely, with a playful look: "Are you going to take it all away? Don't you plan to admit it?"
They are obviously a legitimate couple, but why do the things they say always sound like they are having an affair?
Sheng Puzhu's eyelashes were trembling, and the tears in her eyes seemed like they would overflow at any time. She felt extremely guilty. It was clearly him who "ate" her, so how could it be that she was the one who escaped?
How could she not remember the pleasure of the night and how wet the sheets beneath her were?
It’s just that Xie Zhiyan’s gaze was too strong, leaving nothing to hide. Not only were her cheeks hot, but every inch of her skin was probably stained with a thin layer of pink.
"Madam, were you satisfied last night?" Xie Zhiyan's low and hoarse voice, with the lazy magnetism unique to waking up, penetrated Sheng Puzhu's eardrum.
He spoke each word slowly.
Sheng Puzhu understood, but it seemed as if he didn't understand.
My body was shaking, as if I had forgotten to breathe. I closed my eyes tightly, wishing I could shrink back into the quilt. I prayed silently in my heart that it was all an illusion.
However, Xie Zhiyan was extremely evil. He knew that Sheng Puju was avoiding him, but he just refused to let her go.
"Are you not satisfied?" Xie Zhiyan chuckled softly.
His eyes slid across the teeth marks on the back of her neck and also on her wrist. On that special night, the pearl necklace jingled. If it were hung with bells, it might have a different flavor.
Sheng Puzhu felt that there were traces all over her body, and the traces were left deep inside her body. They were too strange and soft, too clear and straightforward, and numb, reminding her all the time that everything in her memory was not a dream.
Xie Zhiyan's palms were cold and his breath was hot.
There is no dissatisfaction, but it is difficult to speak out.
"Puzhu, speak." Xie Zhiyan leaned close to her and said in a hoarse voice.
"Yeah." Sheng Puzhu's legs curled up and tightened unconsciously, and even her snow-white toes curled up shyly.
"Well, what does it mean?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"Really?" Xie Zhiyan narrowed his eyes, his breath closer than before, and his soft tongue brushed across her red earlobe unscrupulously.
Sheng Puzhu couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm".
Xie Zhiyan smiled, his voice hoarse with joy: "So 'hmm' means satisfied."
Sheng Puju's sense of shame seemed to have reached its limit.
At this moment, she felt as if all the bones in her body had been pulled out by Xie Zhiyan. She was immersed in warm water and floating in the clouds. Her hands and feet were powerless. She was teased and loved, like a cat sated by the autumn sun, stretching lazily.
Her body was sore, her bones were weak, and her hot cheeks buried deeper into the soft pillow. She shook her head silently and said in a muffled voice, "My dear, please spare me."
"How can I forgive you?" Xie Zhiyan pursed his thin lips until they turned red, hinting at something.
Sheng Puzhu closed her eyes and kissed him gently: "Is this okay?"
Xie Zhiyan didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a smile.
Sheng Puzhu lay there stiffly for a moment, but finally couldn't stand the silent embarrassment anymore and tried to get up.
However, as soon as she moved, Xie Zhiyan's big hand accurately grasped her waist and applied a little force: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."
Sheng Puzhu felt that he couldn't fall asleep at all, but somehow, he couldn't resist the overwhelming sleepiness. His eyelids gradually became heavy, but after a while he fell into sleep again in a daze.
When I woke up again, it was already noon. The sunlight fell on the ground, bringing a gentle warmth.
She opened her eyes and lazily supported herself with her arms to sit up on the bed.
"Madam, are you awake?" Madam Du asked with a smile.
"Where's your husband?"
"My dear, you are practicing martial arts in the garden. Seeing that my lady is sound asleep, I forbid the servants to disturb her."
Nanny Du brought people into the room to help her wash and dress. When she sat in front of the dressing mirror, she saw that Sheng Puzhu had been wearing a pearl necklace that she had hardly taken off for the past month. She had carefully put it into a brocade box and did not wear it as usual.
"Why aren't you wearing it today, madam?" Madam Du asked in confusion.
At this moment, Sheng Puzhu felt a blank in his mind, his heartbeat was as fast as the sound of the pearl chain at night, his moist eyes fell on the pearls with soft luster in the box, the heat that had finally subsided instantly surged to his cheeks again, and even his ears turned a delicate pink.
Although the pearl necklace was carefully washed with clean water, when Sheng Puzhu saw it, she thought of the scenes at night that made her blush.
The slightly cool beads slid against her hot skin, and even on her wrist there were still ambiguous and lingering red marks left by the rubbing of the beads.
When everything was over, she held the pearl necklace in her hand, but it was so slippery that she couldn't hold it at all, and the cold pearls could burn people.
"I won't wear it for now. It's too heavy and my wrist is tired."
Sheng Puzhu even made up a hasty excuse.
Although Madam Du didn't quite understand, she was good at observing people's expressions. When she noticed her mistress's ears were turning red, she smiled and nodded, "Then this old servant will put it away for you."
"Madam, are you awake?" Xie Zhiyan had sweat on his forehead and his breathing was a little heavy.
His gaze lingered on Sheng Puzhu for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and without saying much, he went straight to the inner room to take a bath.
In just a moment, he changed into a refreshing Qingshan-colored casual suit, with the fresh scent of soapberry all over his body.
Breakfast has been prepared. It is still the plain porridge and side dishes as during the mourning period, except that there are two extra bowls of tender egg custard, garnished with green chopped green onions.
Sheng Puzhu sat at the table, and Xie Zhiyan sat down beside her. He scooped a spoonful of egg custard very naturally and passed it to her lips: "Use more, you've lost a lot of weight."
Nanny Du and her men stood guard nearby.
Sheng Puzhu's cheeks turned red again, and she could even see a few maids winking at each other from the corner of her eye.
"Is it delicious?" Xie Zhiyan asked.
"Well, it's okay."
"Then eat more." Xie Zhiyan emphasized the word "eat".
The egg custard was smooth and delicious, but Sheng Puzhu's mind was not on breakfast at all. Her eyes always involuntarily, as if being drawn, quietly swept across Xie Zhiyan's exceptionally moist lips.
"Madam?" Xie Zhiyan slowly scooped a spoonful of egg custard, raised his eyes, looked at her leisurely, and asked knowingly, "Madam, what are you looking at?"
"No, I didn't see anything." Sheng Puzhu lowered his eyes hurriedly and denied it.
Xie Zhiyan leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "If my lady is satisfied, please savor this often. I am not a stingy husband."
ah!
Who is reminiscing.
Sheng Puzhu's eyes widened: "I don't have any."
After breakfast, the couple went to pay their respects to Princess Shoukang.
"Mother." Before entering the house, Sheng Puzhu habitually wanted to pull her hand back, but she didn't expect Xie Zhiyan to hold it tightly, not caring at all about the presence of the elders.
Princess Shoukang's eyes fell on the two people's naturally clasped hands, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"No need to be so polite. I'll ask the nanny to make tea for you." She said this to Sheng Puzhu.
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Xie Zhiyan, and the smile on Princess Shoukang's face faded a little: "When did Sanlang return home last night?"
"I'm home at the end of the night. Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern, mother."
Princess Shoukang nodded, and stopped asking about family matters. Instead, she picked up a small piece of paper from the small table beside her and handed it over.
"I'm sure you've also received the news that was just sent from Prince An's Mansion."
Xie Zhiyan took the note and glanced over it quickly.
The content was not much, it only detailed that the Crown Prince's Consort of Prince An's Mansion had safely given birth to a very healthy baby boy an hour ago.
"What do you think, Sanlang?" asked Princess Shoukang.
Xie Zhiyan was not surprised and said calmly, "Son, I know. I will send someone to Yumen Pass to tell Fu Yunzheng to make preparations early."
Princess Shoukang nodded and said, "Then I will order people to prepare gifts for Prince An's Mansion. Qingshu is, after all, a girl who married out of the Duke Jing's Mansion, so she must be treated with the proper etiquette."
Sheng Puzhu was also not surprised. With the current momentum of Prince An's Mansion, no matter whether the baby in Xie Qingshu's belly was a boy or a girl, it would only be a son.
She calmly took a sip of tea, thinking that the Crown Princess was also about to give birth. She did not pray deliberately, but just hoped that the Crown Princess could also give birth to a healthy child.
Princess Shoukang sighed, the corners of her lips curled up in mockery: "Prince An has been looking forward to this grandson for a long time, and now his wish has come true."
Xie Zhiyan's expressionless brows knitted slightly. "I'm afraid that starting tomorrow, the court officials will once again urge the Saint to adopt from the clan. Prince An has made a good plan. It seems to be a done deal without any soldiers being used."
Princess Shoukang sneered, "What are you talking about with me? Didn't you secretly call Xiao Heyin back?"
"I know what you and your father want to do."
"It's just that the Empress still holds out a little hope for the Crown Princess's unborn child. You shouldn't overdo it for now. Prince An is very cunning. Who knows if he'll be desperate enough to do something desperate."
Xie Zhiyan gently squeezed Sheng Puzhu's palm and said blatantly, "Are you scared?"
Sheng Puzhu: “?”
"What are you afraid of?"
Xie Zhiyan laughed: "Prince An is desperate."
Sheng Puzhu didn't notice Princess Shoukang glaring at Xie Zhiyan. Instead, she thought seriously, "Don't be afraid. What's there to be afraid of a dog?"
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