In other words, he ate the tofu again and again, leaving not even a scrap of tofu.
She said angrily, "This is not fair!"
"What's unfair about it?"
"You've seen me, but I haven't seen your body at all!" Even last night, it was pitch black, and he held her in his arms and did all sorts of things to her, without her ever appreciating his body.
Song Wuxia stroked her chin, nodded, and said seriously, "Feng Guang is right... then let's do this."
He pulled open his collar, grabbed her hand, and placed it against his chest. He laughed and said, "You can look at Fengguang however you want, touch her however you want."
"You're really... generous." Her lips twitched.
Song Wuxia smiled, "I've always been generous when it comes to the scenery."
Feng Guang sighed, knowing that she could never win an argument with him.
“Since Fengguang isn’t taking the initiative, then I’ll have to do it myself.” Song Wuxia sighed dramatically, then grabbed her wrist, leaned in and pushed her onto the bed. He captured her chin, pressed a kiss to her lips, and slowly caressed them. “It’s still early… how about we do it again?”
Although he spoke in a consultative tone, he continued kissing her while quickly and rapidly undressing her without stopping for a moment.
Feng Guang's mind seemed to have turned into a mess, he was dizzy and confused, so of course he could only do whatever he was told.
It wasn't until the afternoon that the Crown Princess returned to the East Palace.
It was Song Wuxia who delivered it. No one dared to look up at Fengguang, let alone point and whisper. Except for Feiyu, she would often secretly look up and gaze at Fengguang with worried eyes.
Song Wuxia was always very satisfied with his prestige. It could be said that his eyes and ears were everywhere in the palace. Anyone who had any idle gossip would immediately disappear from this world.
As Feng Guang was about to enter the bedchamber, Song Wuxia grabbed her hand and, quite openly, kissed her forehead. He said softly, "If you're still feeling unwell, you can come to Cuizhu Pavilion, and I'll help you apply the medicine."
Thinking of what he had said about applying medicine... Feng Guang's ears burned. She quickly looked around, but everyone was obediently lowering their heads, not daring to look at her. So she tried to deceive herself, thinking that those people hadn't seen or heard anything.
She glared at him and whispered, "You better behave yourself."
Song Wuxia blinked innocently. "Am I being presumptuous?"
nonsense!
Feng Guang glanced at him again, then turned and ran into the palace.
Hmm... that one glance is truly captivating.
The moment she left, he actually missed her. Song Wuxia thought about whether he should follow her into the palace and take her to the Green Bamboo Pavilion. The wind brought a different message. He turned around and saw Baili Mo.
Song Wuxia smiled, "Your Highness, good afternoon."
Before anyone knew it, all the palace servants had left, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Song Wuxia, making him look even more like a victorious war god.
Just as all was quiet, another voice suddenly came, "Good afternoon, Lord Song."
Song Wuxia narrowed his eyes, a chilling glint flashing within them, as he scrutinized Baili Mo.
Baili Mo chuckled lightly, his voice gentle yet powerful, but utterly devoid of any threat. "Lord Song, would you be interested in a talk?"
"What does the Crown Prince want to talk to me about?"
"About the scenery, and about my true identity."
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