"Your Highness," Yue Jiang trembled as she faced Jing Yan's touch, her voice filled with fear, "Your Highness, please, you won't punish me by pulling out my teeth, will you? I'll never bite you again."
Every few words she uttered, slurred and mumbled, made Yue Jiang's small, pearly teeth twitch.
But she didn't look scared at all, and instead used the excuse of biting him hard.
Unconsciously, Jing Yan felt a surge of heat throughout his body. His mind, which had been clear, gradually became filled with emotions he could no longer suppress.
He miscalculated again. He should have realized that Yue Jiang was a wonderful woman in every way, but he shouldn't touch her casually.
Otherwise, if you lack willpower, you'll only make things difficult for yourself.
Jing Yan withdrew his gaze, lowered his arm, curled his hot, slightly red thumb in his palm, and placed it behind his back to calm his heavy breathing.
He looked at Yue Jiang, whose eyes were sparkling and blinking, and who had already clutched her chest in relief, as if she had escaped a great disaster, and felt utterly helpless.
"Your canine tooth is good at biting me. I'm just testing its sharpness. I have no intention of pulling your tooth out."
Yue Jiang widened her eyes slightly. Regardless of who bit whom more, she immediately snorted at who was the best at arguing and who was right.
"Your Highness is so annoying, trying to turn the tables on me. Just now, I was grinding my teeth against Your Highness's chest, wasn't I? Wasn't I?"
She poked Jing Yan's exposed chest, which was fair and clean, strong and muscular, without a single tooth mark except for old scars.
Yue Jiang puffed out her chest, looking every bit the victim, using Jing Yan as a witness and evidence to accuse her of the crime.
"Does Your Highness dare to strip off my clothes and see what you've done?"
The moment Yue Jiang brought it over, that spot swayed slightly; in fact, Jing Yan didn't need to deliberately dig it out.
The nightgown was already loose, and with Yue Jiang's casual movements, half of it would leap out, as if it were shouting along with its owner.
The snow-white skin now showed bruises, which had been as beautiful as fallen plum blossoms the day before, but today they looked pitiful and heartbreaking, making Jing Yan unable to resist touching them.
"Does it still hurt?"
Yue Jiang remained silent, letting out a soft hiss, her meaning self-evident.
Just as Yue Jiang was wondering how Jing Yan would react and whether she could continue teasing him, Jing Yan unexpectedly covered her lips with his.
He then lifted Yue Jiang's right arm and wrapped it around his neck, partially encircling her.
For a long time, Jing Yan gazed tenderly at Yue Jiang's private parts until Yue Jiang's breathing became rapid and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Jiang'er, are you satisfied?"
Yue Jiang's breath hitched. She looked down at the person in her arms, her eyes filled with shock: "Your Highness, you...how..."
Why am I trying to please her?
Jing Yan lacked confidence, his gentle eyes fixed on Yue Jiang, revealing no hint of sharpness, only wanting to know how Yue Jiang felt.
"Was what I did right?"
He didn't know how to explain his recklessness on the night of their wedding night. Perhaps he had drunk too much, perhaps he had received a secret letter, or perhaps he had just experienced the pleasures of love for the first time.
He couldn't control his desire for more, and Jing Yan was unaware that this would hurt Yue Jiang.
Although they only spent two nights together, there was no doubt that as long as Yue Jiang responded with the slightest soft moan, he knew she was comfortable.
“Yes,” Yue Jiang couldn’t deny that Jing Yan’s attempt to please her had been very successful, and she liked it, nodding slightly.
Upon hearing the answer, Jing Yan let out a soft sigh and then got down to business for the night. Yue Jiang, seeing his intention, collapsed with him.
"This hurts too, Your Highness! I'm not used to it yet!"
“Yes, I will apply the medicine for you tomorrow,” Jing Yan immediately understood Yue Jiang’s meaning.
Since he had just given himself to her, he was still unfamiliar with her and needed to get to know her gradually. Jingyan should also take care of her as needed.
There are only four nights left; he can't give up halfway!
...
The next day.
The room was filled with the strong smell of medicine. Yue Jiang's long, dark hair was disheveled on the pillow and hung down to the floor.
She blinked her drowsy eyes lazily, but Jing Yan was no longer in the bedchamber.
Granny Ye was too old to stay up all night, so Qingke and Qingfei stayed by her bedside.
Yue Jiang raised her hand and tapped the bed surface. Qing Ke Qing Fei immediately got up upon hearing the sound.
Qingke asked, "Your Highness, you're awake. Would you like to get up?"
"When did Your Highness leave? Who administered the medicine?" Yue Jiang asked, but her voice was so hoarse that each word was broken into several fragments.
Qingke: "Your Highness left at dawn to attend court. As soon as you left, he had me and Qingfei come in to watch over you. He also served you the medicine before he left."
"His Highness also instructed me not to wake you, and to pour you honey water when you do."
When His Highness gave the order, Qingke was puzzled, as the Crown Princess never had the habit of drinking honey water upon waking up in the morning.
But now, listening to the Crown Princess speak again, Qingke understood everything.
For the past three days, the Crown Princess's throat has been hoarse since she woke up in the morning.
Yue Jiang chuckled: "Don't listen to his excuses. It's not like he didn't attend court yesterday. He was still there when I woke up. He was just too embarrassed to apply the medicine to me in person."
However, I will gradually become more concerned about her discomfort afterward.
It seems I can try to coax Jingyan into saying some sweet words to me.
Jingyan, having been the crown prince since childhood, was born with a heavy burden to bear, which fostered a perseverance that is rare among ordinary people, and he is very self-disciplined.
Although he could indulge himself at night, it was only temporarily physical. During the day, he would revert to being the same Jing Yan who would say, "Jiang'er, don't talk nonsense, Jiang'er, don't ramble."
Maybe after seven days, he'll quickly slip away and hide away for a few days to calm his mind. Yue Jiang can't let him lose his peace of mind.
We must shower him with sweet words.
...
The ninth prince of the Jade Kingdom has come to Jing and will be living in the Jing Palace from now on. Therefore, a banquet needs to be held to show our welcome.
After getting up and dressing, Yue Jiang went to the Jiaofang Palace in the inner palace.
The journey in the palanquin wasn't tiring, but just as she was about to reach the end of the passageway and enter the inner palace, she encountered Jing Shuo by the roadside.
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