Jiang Yueyang sat up suddenly, and Xiangling quickly put the fan into her hands.
"General." Xiangling knelt down and bowed to Lu Yunting, then stepped back and closed the door.
Lu Yunting walked up to Jiang Yueyang, raised his hand and gently took the fan from her hand, looking at her slightly tipsy and nervously.
"Yangyang."
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yueyang suddenly became nervous and pursed her lips unconsciously.
Tonight seemed to be their wedding night, but she was not ready yet.
Lu Yunting sat down slowly beside her, staring at her for a while, then leaned his head on her shoulder and said coquettishly, "Yangyang, I have a headache."
"Then...then I'll ask someone to make you some sobering soup." She said as she stood up.
Lu Yunting reached out and pulled her back to sit on his lap. He stared at her with burning eyes and then slowly approached her.
The warm, alcoholic breath blew on her face, making her drunk without even realizing it.
She slowly closed her eyes, and her trembling eyelashes revealed her nervousness and anticipation.
The next second, thin lips with a slight coolness came gently against mine.
The kiss was like a soft feather, plucked her heartstrings little by little.
She just felt dizzy and her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck to respond to him.
Gradually, the two got closer and closer, their breathing became rapid, and the kiss became more and more passionate.
Lu Yunting gently pried open her pearly teeth, entwined his lips and tongue with hers, and demanded it passionately.
Just when both of them were about to lose themselves, Lu Yunting stopped the kiss with difficulty.
Jiang Yueyang came back to his senses, "Ah... Yue, I... I..."
"Yangyang, you don't have to say anything. I'll wait for you." His voice was low and restrained.
"Hmm~" Jiang Yueyang responded in a tender voice.
Afterwards, Lu Yunting held her in his arms to calm her restlessness, and then he took off the pearl hairpin on her head and the wedding dress on her body.
Jiang Yueyang undressed him shyly, and then they both fell asleep with their clothes on.
Lu Yunting hugged her and asked, "What's the meaning of those three questions that blocked the door?"
"Guess." Jiang Yueyang squeezed into his arms.
"Want to go to sea?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang looked up in surprise, "Ayue, are you sure you are not the worm in my stomach?"
Facing those clear and bright eyes, Lu Yunting couldn't help but kiss her forehead, "Why do you want to go to sea?"
"There are several island countries on the other side of the sea, and I want to destroy them!" Jiang Yueyang said firmly.
Lu Yunting was shocked, but soon he chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll kill them for you when I have the chance."
The word "husband" immediately made Jiang Yueyang blush, and she couldn't help but bury her face in his chest shyly.
Seeing this, Lu Yunting smiled even more clearly. He couldn't help but hug her tighter and whispered, "Yangyang, can you call me husband?"
Jiang Yueyang hid in his arms without moving. After a while, she called out in an unusually low voice: "Husband~"
This soft and sticky sound almost melted Lu Yunting's heart. He laughed softly, his voice full of joy: "So good."
As he spoke, he gently stroked the top of her hair, "Go to sleep."
Jiang Yueyang lay in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, the blush on her face never fading.
After an unknown amount of time, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Jiang Yueyang woke up from Lu Yunting's arms.
Seeing that handsome face, she couldn't help but stretch out her fingers to brush across his eyebrows, trace his outline, and finally land on his lips.
She stared at his lips for a moment, then stealthily leaned forward and kissed him.
Just as she was about to pull away, the person next to her curled her lips, grabbed her waist and held her close to him.
"Want to escape after doing something bad?" He slowly opened his eyes with a wicked smile on his lips.
Jiang Yueyang argued guiltily: "Who... who did something bad? You are my husband, I... I can kiss you if I want."
"Hmm~ Madam, what you said makes a lot of sense." Lu Yunting smiled and moved his face closer to her, "Then... kiss me again."
"No." Jiang Yueyang turned her head away shyly.
Lu Yunting chuckled, gently turned her face around and kissed her tenderly.
Just as the two were being affectionate, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by hurried knocks on the door.
"Girl, His Majesty has sent someone to summon you to the palace. The Queen seems to be giving birth!"
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