A lingering, ambiguous atmosphere remained in the air, intertwining with the soft candlelight to create a dreamlike ambiance.
Su Jinyun and Qin Qianluo spent a tender time together, their love filling the air and creating a beautiful atmosphere.
At this moment, Su Jinyun, with a satisfied smile, had fallen into a sweet sleep. Her breathing was soft and even, like the gentlest breeze in spring, gently blowing into Qin Qianluo's heart.
Her face, illuminated by the candlelight, was flushed with a faint blush, like a peach blossom just beginning to bloom on a spring branch, delicate and beautiful, so captivating that one could not look away.
Her jet-black hair was casually scattered on the pillow, with a few stray strands falling on her fair cheeks, adding to her charm and coquettishness.
Qin Qianluo lay on her side next to Su Jinyun, gently supporting her head with one hand, her elbow sinking into the soft pillow.
Her gaze fell gently on Su Jinyun's face, her eyes like the warmest sunshine in spring, showering her with unreserved doting and affection.
She looked at Su Jinyun quietly, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The sweetness in my heart is like the blooming flowers in spring, layer upon layer, blooming freely, and cannot be suppressed no matter what.
Qin Qianlu's lips unconsciously turned up, forming a happy arc that held endless tenderness and love.
She gently leaned closer, hugged Su Jinyun, and kissed her again. The soft kiss first landed on her smooth forehead, as light as a feather, with a hint of warmth.
Then the kiss lingered on her rosy cheeks, filled with endless love, as if wanting to pour all the affection into this one kiss.
Then, Qin Qianluo got up quietly, barefoot, taking each step carefully, trying not to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the beauty in her arms.
She walked silently to the door, gently pushed it open, and a very faint creaking sound came from the crack in the door.
She immediately stopped what she was doing, nervously turned around to look at Su Jinyun, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still sleeping peacefully.
She whispered to the maid waiting outside the door, "Prepare some hot water, and be quiet."
Her voice was as soft as a spring murmur, carrying an irresistible tenderness.
After the maid nodded and left, she returned to the bedside and quietly looked at Su Jinyun, her eyes full of tenderness, as if the most precious treasure in the world was lying in front of her.
A short while later, hot water was brought in. Qin Qianluo walked to the door again and took the basin of water from the maid with both hands.
The rising steam from the basin blurred her vision, but she was oblivious, carefully carrying it into the house.
She placed the basin of water on a low stool beside the bed, where steam rose gently, carrying a hint of warmth.
Then he returned to the bedside and carefully picked up Su Jinyun, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare treasure, every action filled with care and tenderness.
She first used a warm towel to carefully wipe Su Jinyun's body.
From her slender neck to her fair arms and supple waist, every movement was full of tenderness.
During the wiping process, Su Jinyun occasionally moved her body, and Qin Qianluo immediately stopped what she was doing and gently coaxed her.
Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Sweetie, go to sleep."
She only continued what she was doing after she calmed down again.
After washing herself, she quickly and efficiently washed herself as well, but her eyes kept glancing at Su Jinyun, as if afraid that she would wake up.
After everything was tidied up, Qin Qianluo lay back down on the bed and gently embraced Su Jinyun.
Su Jinyun seemed to feel the familiar warmth and subconsciously snuggled closer to her in her sleep.
A sweet smile lingered on her lips, a smile as radiant as the brightest spring sunshine, illuminating Qin Qianluo's entire world.
Qin Qianluo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a happy smile. She gently pulled the blanket over them, tucking the corners in neatly.
Then, contentedly, I close my eyes and, in this peaceful night, drift off into a sweet dream with my beloved.
The next day, the sky was still shrouded in a bluish-gray hue, and the morning star stubbornly twinkled on the horizon, but the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City was already brightly lit.
The heavy palace doors slowly opened in the morning breeze with a long, deep creak, like a sigh of history, breaking the silence of the early morning.
The officials, dressed in fine robes and carrying tablets, entered in single file with solemn expressions.
Their footsteps were light and orderly, the soles of their shoes rubbing against the stone pavement, making subtle sounds that intertwined like a low, melancholic melody.
According to their rank, they stood in order, and for a moment, a solemn and dignified atmosphere filled the hall, with a sense of tension and respect in the air.
The morning bell tolled softly, its sound seemingly piercing through the palace walls and echoing throughout the Forbidden City.
The former Crown Prince Ning Chenyi is now dressed in a magnificent dragon robe, sitting upright on the supreme dragon throne.
Time has left indelible marks on his face; his former naivety has completely faded, replaced by maturity and composure.
His eyes were deep and sharp, exuding the majesty of a superior, as he methodically surveyed the assembled officials below the throne, each glance seemingly carrying scrutiny and consideration.
His gaze inadvertently fell on Su Jinyun and Qin Qianluo.
As the Prince of Jinrui Zhao, Qin Qianluo stood tall and straight like a pine tree, exuding confidence and charm in every gesture.
The sword at her waist swayed slightly with her movements, its blade flashing with a cold light, as if telling tales of her glorious past exploits.
Su Jinyun, as the exceptionally promoted Princess Consort of Prince Jinrui Zhao and Right Prime Minister, wore a gorgeous dress embroidered with intricate patterns. Her figure was elegant, and her eyes revealed intelligence and gentleness.
She stood quietly beside Qin Qianluo, her demeanor dignified yet approachable. Occasionally, she would exchange glances with Qin Qianluo, her eyes filled with understanding and affection.
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