She deliberately leaned close to Qin Qianluo's ear, her warm breath like a gentle spring breeze, lightly sprinkling on her reddened earlobe.
She said softly, "I thought that Qianluo knew my feelings when we went boating on the lake that day."
Her voice was as soft as a petal falling in the spring breeze, carrying a delicate and tender quality.
Like the most alluring breeze in spring, it gently stirred Qin Qianluo's heartstrings, making her cheeks burn even hotter.
The little deer in my heart seemed to have been ignited with passion, and it pounded even harder.
As if trying to break free from constraints, she ran freely in this small space, releasing all the joy and shyness in her heart.
Feeling the warmth and tickle from her ears and neck, Qin Qianluo's face turned even redder, and she stammered, unsure of what to do.
Su Jinyun chuckled softly, then placed a kiss on Qin Qianluo's earlobe. Qin Qianluo felt the coolness on her earlobe, her body stiffened, and her breathing became even more erratic.
Seeing the person in her arms like this, Su Jinyun's heart fluttered even more, her breathing became heavier, and she almost dropped the brocade box in her hand.
She chuckled and said again, "My Qianluo is truly alluring."
A gentle breeze blows by, like a tender messenger, carrying the rich fragrance of flowers.
Leisurely passing through the exquisitely carved window lattice, one can quietly slip into the elegant room, adding a touch of lazy comfort to this space.
Inside the private room, the fragrance of sandalwood rose gently, its faint aroma like wisps of smoke intertwining with the warm light.
This made the atmosphere in the private room even more enchanting and captivating.
An ambiguous atmosphere, like invisible threads, quietly entwines and spreads in every inch of air, as if to gently envelop everything.
Outside the window, the sunlight poured down unreservedly, draping the earth in a golden glow.
However, from some unknown point in time, the sunlight seemed to have taken on a touch of human shyness, quietly disappearing behind the clouds, leaving only a faint, hazy light and shadow.
This small space seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious and dreamlike veil, completely isolated from the outside world.
No one knows what happened here, leaving onlookers full of curiosity and endless speculation, like having their mouths watered but having no way of knowing what the delicious food is all about.
Life flows gently like a babbling brook, and before we know it, subtle changes are beginning to appear in the city.
It is unknown when, but the ornaments on the waists of Prince Jinrui Zhao and Prime Minister Su have become a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants.
These jade pendants are lustrous and warm to the touch, as if they were alive. Their delicate texture seems to be quietly telling a romantic story that no one knows.
The dragon pattern is carved with vigor and strength, and every engraving exudes majesty and immense power, as if it is about to soar into the heavens.
The phoenix pattern is graceful and elegant, with the gentle curves between the feathers showing beauty and agility, as if it is about to take flight and dance.
The two complement each other perfectly, much like the wonderful and beautiful fate between King Zhao and his prime minister—a match made in heaven, beyond words.
I still remember when they stepped out of the private room, their faces were all flushed, just like the beautiful and dreamlike sunset on the horizon.
It added a touch of vividness and vitality to their usually stern and dignified faces.
King Jinrui Zhao's expression seemed somewhat shy, like a flower bud about to bloom in spring, with his eyes lowered and his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
It was impossible to discern the emotions hidden in her eyes; all one could see was a blush, like a spreading cloud, slowly extending from her cheeks to her ears, making her charming and captivating.
Meanwhile, Prime Minister Su was beaming with pride, a smile he couldn't hide playing on his lips.
That smile was like the most dazzling star in the world, as if she already possessed the most precious treasure in the world. The light in her eyes was bright and dazzling, overflowing with happiness and sweetness.
The two held hands tightly, their fingers interlocked, and the warmth of their fingertips touching seemed to be transmitted to everyone around them.
They walked away side by side, their figures leaning against each other and overlapping, their steps perfectly synchronized as if they were one person, each step seemingly treading on the beautiful rhythm of spring, light and harmonious.
As they passed by, a gentle breeze stirred their clothes, much like the indescribable tenderness and affection between them.
Like a melodious tune, it drifted gently through the streets and alleys, attracting the attention of passersby.
While everyone was amazed, they couldn't help but secretly admire how well-matched the two were.
It's as if they were a perfect match arranged by heaven, a match made in heaven that inspires envy.
The day after the two had confessed their feelings for each other, just as dawn broke, the morning light, like a group of impatient elves, eagerly pierced through the thin, gauze-like clouds.
The soft light spread out like a delicate veil, gently gilding the majestic and solemn palace with a faint golden edge.
This adds a touch of gentleness and dreamlike quality to the palace, a symbol of power and majesty, bathed in the glow of the early morning.
The court assembly slowly came to a close in a solemn atmosphere. Officials, dressed in neat court robes, with varying expressions, filed out like a tide.
Su Jinyun stood out in the crowd; she was tall and straight, with a steady and firm gait.
A moon-white brocade robe gleamed softly and warmly in the sunlight, as if moonlight were cascading over her.
On the brocade robe, the cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread are intricate and exquisite, and each line contains the craftsman's ingenuity and endless effort.
As she swayed lightly with each step, the cloud patterns appeared and disappeared, as if the clouds at the horizon were swirling around her, dreamlike and ethereal.
A jade belt cinched his waist perfectly; the jade was smooth and delicate, warm to the touch.
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