Yu Qizhe closed the door, walked up to Yu Jiao, took her hand, held it in his palm, and said softly: "I'm trying a case that's of great importance. I'm afraid you'll have to stay in the Dali Temple for the next few days."
He leaned forward slightly, lowered his head and looked at Yu Jiao. His peach blossom eyes were particularly bright with tenderness. "But did you miss me?" Before he finished speaking, he placed a kiss on Yu Jiao's forehead and held her in his arms.
Yu Jiao blushed and her heart beat fast. She leaned her head on his chest, moved her fingers slightly, and wrapped them around his waist.
A faint smile appeared on Yu Qizhe's lips. He gently rubbed his chin against Yu Jiao's head, and clasped her soft and narrow waist in his arms with his warm hands. "I haven't slept well in the past two days."
Yu Jiao raised her head slightly when she heard him. No wonder there was a tired look in his eyes. It was because he didn't sleep well. She said with concern: "Why don't you go back home and rest. The Dali Temple is still a bit shabby. No matter how busy the official duties are, there is no reason not to let people rest."
Yu Qizhe chuckled and placed a kiss on her forehead, "I can't sleep well without you in my arms."
Yu Jiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the atmosphere in the room became sticky. Yu Qizhe pecked and kissed her lips. Yu Jiao's whole body tensed up, and her breathing was slightly choked. Her immature appearance made Yu Qizhe's heart slightly hot. He stroked her white neck with his big hand and deepened the kiss.
As their lips and teeth met, Yu Jiao almost drowned in his hot breath. Her legs felt weak and she could hardly stand.
Yu Qizhe seemed to sense that she was exhausted, so he put his other hand around her slender waist and exerted a little force. Yu Jiao felt dizzy. Their positions had been reversed. Yu Qizhe was sitting on the chair, and she was sitting on his lap with his hand pinching her waist.
Yu Jiao struggled, but was held tightly in his arms, with her lips, tongue and breath all swallowed and controlled by him.
Yu Qizhe's breathing also became heavy, and his big hands unconsciously exerted force, as if he wanted to crush the person in his arms into his body.
Yu Jiao felt a little pain and groaned softly, then pinched him unable to bear it.
Yu Qizhe came back to his senses, withdrew his lips slightly, and released the force on his palm.
"You pinched me so hard..." Yu Jiao's cheeks flushed with shame, and she frowned and complained softly, in a rather coquettish voice.
Yu Qizhe then calmed down a little. He lowered his eyes and saw that her lips were slightly red and swollen, as if they were stained with bright lip balm. Her pretty face hid an indescribable beauty and her body was very restless, but he just restrained himself and kissed the corner of Yu Jiao's lips. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, he took a deep breath, and let go of Yu Jiao.
How could Yu Jiao not see his forbearance? She felt shy and a little amused. She touched his handsome face soothingly and kissed him on the chin, "Thank you for your hard work, my husband."
Before he could finish his words, his wrist was grabbed and pressed into his arms again, blocking his lips and teeth.
This time, Yu Qizhe kissed her particularly fiercely. His usually calm peach blossom eyes seemed to be burning with a dark fire, and his cold and handsome eyebrows added a touch of restrained madness.
Yu Jiao was a little scared and let him kiss her to her heart's content. When he let her go again, she only felt a stinging pain on her lips and tongue.
Yu Qizhe closed his eyes, calmed down the restlessness under his body and his slightly rapid breathing, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of warning that he could hardly restrain, "Jiaojiao, don't tease me."
"I just called you husband..." Facing Yu Qizhe's dangerous look, Yu Jiaoqi weakened and retorted vaguely, not daring to say anything more.
Yu Qizhe chuckled helplessly, almost gritting his teeth and said, "I have no self-control towards you. If you keep teasing me, I can't help it..."
To him, Yu Jiao's every smile and frown was a teasing, not to mention her tenderly calling him husband...
Yu Jiao looked at his handsome eyes and eyebrows, and her heart softened. "Otherwise..." She almost blurted out "otherwise we will have sex." Fortunately, she was still rational, as she was too young.
Yu Qizhe understood what she had not said, held her in his arms, and gently stroked her hair, "I promised you, and I will not break my promise." She was too fragile, young and petite, and she was still a child. He didn't want to have sex with her just because of his own desires, and let her have a child too early, which would hurt her health and worry.
Yu Jiao nestled in his arms, feeling warm in her heart. She enjoyed the tenderness between them and slowly started talking about business.
After hearing this, Yu Qizhe's expression changed slightly. "It's been a bit uneasy these days. I'm worried about you leaving Beijing. I'll go with you after a few days."
"Did something happen?" Yu Jiao asked, "I heard that the emperor left the capital and handed over all the affairs of the court to Zhu Yu. Did he make things difficult for you?"
After all, Yu Qizhe broke into the Eastern Palace and beat Zhu Yu in order to save her. As the high and mighty crown prince, he probably could not tolerate such humiliation. Given Zhu Yu's corrupt character and narrow-mindedness, he would not easily swallow this insult.
"Don't worry, he can't touch me." Yu Qizhe said calmly.
Although Zhu Hui has caused him a lot of trouble recently, the power given to Yu Qizhe by Emperor Mingzheng is too great. Although he is only a Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, he is much stronger than those who have official ranks but no real power. After all, the military power of the entire Shengjing is in his hands. As long as Zhu Hui cannot sit on the throne, he is not to be feared at all, not to mention that he is no longer the crown prince.
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