Because of those words, Song Tangxue's heart skipped a beat, and her pent-up emotions were about to erupt, eager to find an outlet.
He looked up suddenly, saw the person who was so close, and stretched out his finger.
Her slender white fingers caressed his face, starting from his eyebrows and eyes, carefully tracing his features, until they touched the prominent Adam's apple on his neck.
Her fingers paused, then gently stroked up and down, causing Xie Qianzhong's Adam's apple to move up and down with the force of her touch.
Song Tangxue heard him swallow hard, his expression deep as he stared at her. He tightened his grip on her waist without her noticing, and unable to resist, Song Tangxue smiled and tilted her head back to give him a kiss.
Xie Qianzhong held Song Tangxue's head tightly, her hair slipping through his fingers, so he could only grip her hair even tighter.
The breaths spraying onto her skin gradually became heavy and disordered. Knowing that it wasn't just wishful thinking on her part, Song Tangxue's movements became much more intense.
Slowly sliding down the clothes...
In her hands, the Grand Tutor became unlike the Grand Tutor who was once all-powerful and strategizing.
At least until dawn, this person was just her Xie Qianzhong.
The two cuddled and whispered sweet nothings, their love intense and tender until dawn, displaying the utmost gentleness in the world.
Song Tangxue's body was like a small boat sailing in a stormy sea, drifting on the water with the wind and waves, or like being bound by a net, the lines winding into her skin, tightening more and more, the force seeming to crush her into another hot body.
Before her eyes, she felt dizzy, as if fireworks were exploding, and her waist was tightly restrained.
The beams of the sleeping quarters are carved with a profusion of flowers, and as they rise and fall, one can experience a dizzying beauty.
Listening to the sounds inside the house, Cui Xi was trembling with fear, not daring to relax her observation of her surroundings for a moment, feeling extremely uneasy.
This is a wooden house; it's impossible for it to be completely soundproof, nor can it be said to be intentional. Moreover, the owner clearly intended to conceal it.
But a few sounds could always be heard from inside, high and low, intermittent, making Xiu De Cui blush.
After an unknown amount of time, the noise inside the room finally subsided. The screen inside the room was half-pushed open, and Xie Qianzhong walked out wearing a white inner robe, which he draped loosely.
Damp strands of hair fell smoothly to her ears and neck, and there were several teeth marks and scratches on her shoulders and back, as well as a shallow cut at the corner of her mouth.
Xie Qianzhong reached out and wiped it, hissing softly. The kitten's mouth was quite sharp.
Just as he let go, he heard Cui Xi, who had finally fallen silent, knocking on the door. Xie Qianzhong then let her in.
Cui Xi was holding a hot water bottle. It was truly shameful to have committed adultery with an outsider on the eve of her wedding night, and Cui Xi had secretly boiled the water for him.
"Lord Xie, Miss..." Cui Xi dared not look at the scene on the bed in front of Xie Qianzhong, and asked while staring at the tips of her shoes.
"Miss is asleep..."
To put it nicely, they fell asleep; to put it bluntly, they were too weak and passed out.
A mixture of heat and the scent of sandalwood spread throughout the room, faint yet omnipresent, making it clear what had just happened inside.
"Would you like me to serve you, Miss?" Cui Xi's head was almost submerged in the hot water.
"No need." Xie Qianzhong's voice was low and hoarse as he poured a cup of tea and fed it to Song Tangxue at the ferry crossing: "Just put it aside."
He has always disliked others touching his things, and those around him know this unwritten rule.
Clearly, Xie Qianzhong didn't want anyone to touch Song Tangxue right now, especially since Song Tangxue was covered in his scent.
Cuixi put down the hot water and retreated outside. Once outside the door, she closed it tightly, leaving no gaps.
Xie Qianzhong gently touched the water with his slender fingers, wrung out the handkerchief, and wiped Song Tangxue's cheeks. Her rosy cheeks were like spring flowers nourished by spring rain, delicate and beautiful.
Her lips were a vibrant red, making one want to taste them.
This matter was naturally not something to disturb others, so Xie Qianzhong did all the cleaning himself, draping the wrung-out cloth over the edge of the basin.
Xie Qianzhong breathed a sigh of relief. Wiping Song Tangxue's body was more difficult than he had imagined. His fingers stroked the red plum blossoms blooming on her body one by one.
A shadowy glint flashed in his eyes.
Aside from his face and other visible areas, all the marks were from his hands. If they hadn't lifted his clothes on their wedding night, it would have been fine.
If it's uncovered, there's no need to hide anything; everyone will understand what happened.
With his eyelashes drooping, Xie Qianzhong chuckled softly. He was just an ordinary person, and Song Tangxue was his own mortal world.
Plant a seed in his heart that is free of desires, giving him joy and happiness, but also instilling jealousy and unease in him.
Even though he had received a guarantee, he still relentlessly pressured her. He himself was an insecure person, and since Song Tangxue had chosen him, she had to bear all of this.
No one is perfect.
He sat in front of the bed for an unknown amount of time, doing nothing but staring at Song Tangxue's face, as if he had become a statue.
The moonlight wove a soft, moonlit garment upon him, softening Xie Qianzhong's cold and aloof demeanor.
When a rooster crowed in the distance, Xie Qianzhong stood up, his limbs stiff. A few wisps of night wind blew in through the half-open window, ruffling Song Tangxue's hair.
Xie Qianzhong raised his hand to remove it from her forehead, and gently kissed her smooth forehead, tenderly caressing her earlobe.
The intimacy was tinged with immense reluctance; what could be more heartbreaking than watching your beloved marry someone else?
This world is a swamp, engulfing many, and filled with resentment.
Knowing he couldn't stay any longer, Xie Qianzhong followed the path he had come from and left the Song residence as if no one else was there.
Cui Xi, who was dozing at the door, suddenly woke up when she saw the two old women standing there. She bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, two old women."
The atmosphere between the two nannies could be described as irreconcilable. Nanny Geng was sent by the Empress Dowager, while Nanny Zhao was sent by the Empress.
Granny Zhao said sarcastically, "The Second Miss's room has been brightly lit for a long time, but there's been no movement in the Eldest Miss's room. The bride hasn't gotten up yet, so the people outside are waiting."
Granny Geng raised an eyebrow: "What? Granny Zhao, are you trying to steal the job from that crowing rooster?"
"Or do you want to serve the Crown Princess in her courtyard?"
“You…” Granny Zhao took a deep breath. She was less senior than Granny Geng, and the master she served was also inferior to Granny Geng. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to swallow her resentment.
"Please hurry up and tell your master to get up!" If she couldn't do anything to Granny Geng, surely she could do something to a little maid? Granny Zhao's attitude towards Cuixi was anything but friendly.
Cui Xi couldn't afford to offend either of them. She turned around and went into the house. Song Tangxue had already been woken up by the argument outside and was leaning against the headboard, squinting her eyes sleepily.
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