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"I am here."
Qingyang knew from a young age that he had a very beautiful mother, a mother who often made her, at the age of three or four, stare in amazement.
When Qingyang didn't understand what "beauty" was, she fell in love with her mother's beauty and appreciated it, just like when she passed by the peony garden in the imperial garden in spring, she couldn't help but stop for each peony.
So as Qingyang grew up, he became clearly aware of the beauty he inherited from his father and mother.
The beauty of my mother made her a "gift" for Luo Pan to curry favor with his father. This was my mother's helplessness. She was born as the emperor's daughter, so men of all identities around her did not dare to covet her beauty. This was her luck.
Since her status as an emperor's daughter meant she wouldn't face any threats because of her beauty, Qingyang focused on studying and government affairs, and didn't pay too much attention to her beauty. Of course, Qingyang still cared about her appearance. No matter she was wearing gorgeous clothes, plain clothes, or armor, she would maintain her dignity as an emperor's daughter. But Qingyang wouldn't waste too much time on makeup. During her studies, she wouldn't get up early around the hours of dawn every day to put on rouge and powder before going to Chongwen Pavilion. After entering the court, she wouldn't draw her eyebrows and apply lipstick before going to the office. Her father and the ministers wouldn't do that, so why should she spend so much effort on her beauty?
Unless she occasionally feels like dressing up, Qingyang will neither deliberately make herself more beautiful nor allow herself to get tanned or roughened to diminish her beauty. She has never delved into whether Zhang Su likes her because of her beauty or talent. She thinks he likes both, just like she does to Zhang Su.
Qingyang is well-read, but she has little knowledge of matters between husband and wife, and the love between men and women. She would not take the initiative to read such books, and no one dared to give such books to her.
But some things don't need to be learned, just like when she first memorized the Thousand Character Classic, no one taught her how to memorize it quickly and remember it deeply. She just read it several times and memorized it naturally.
She is so beautiful, isn't it natural for Zhang Su to be greedy for her physical intimacy? With her status, it is also reasonable for Zhang Su to be restrained and cautious.
Qingyang understood everything, the only surprise was that Zhang Su's closeness and greed would make her so happy, uncontrollable and as passionate as fire.
After taking a bath, Qingyang was only wearing a loose red silk nightgown. Now her inner garment had fallen on the bed, but Zhang Su's lips were still lingering on her neck and shoulders.
As Zhang Su pressed his lips against hers once more, Qingyang's hand brushed past his sweaty ear and neck, past his tense shoulders and arms, and finally onto his jade belt. Qingyang also wore official robes like these when attending court, so she was very familiar with how to put on and take off the jade belt. With just a few simple movements, she flung Zhang Su's belt aside.
Zhang Su paused.
Qingyang smiled, separating his lips from his, and slightly moving his upper body away. Facing Zhang Su's long eyelashes, which had drooped at some point, Qingyang hooked the collar of his brocade robe and said, "Stand up and take it off yourself."
She still remembered how quickly the fifteen-year-old boy closed the window when she accidentally ran into Zhang Su changing clothes in Xiyuan when she was nine years old. She also remembered that he deliberately avoided her for a long time. Now the young Zhang Su has been an adult for many years and has become more polite and ashamed. Qingyang has the legitimate right to let him change clothes on his own initiative and has the identity to watch him change clothes openly.
Zhang Su has been in love with the princess for a long time. Before the emperor granted him the marriage, he hoped to have the right to accompany the princess forever and be close to her. How could he be so foolish as to stick to the ancient etiquette at this time?
He was just a little embarrassed because once he stood up, His Highness would notice his uncontrollable eagerness.
So Zhang Su disobeyed the Crown Princess's order for the first time and continued to kneel in front of her. He took off his outer wedding gown without hesitation and then unbuttoned the red silk inner garment.
Qingyang's gaze swept across Zhang Su's chest and abdomen, which were also as white as jade, and then looked at Zhang Su's face, which was even redder than when he drank at the palace banquet.
Qingyang tapped his trousers with his right foot again.
Zhang Su grabbed the ankle with one hand, then put his arm around the Crown Princess' waist and carried her down. At the same time, he changed from kneeling straight to sitting kneeling, and then placed the Crown Princess steadily on his waist.
Qingyang took a deep breath, and with this action that she could not conceal, the face of the prince consort in front of her became even redder and his whole body became stiffer.
After taking a moment to accept the difference between his own son-in-law and the one depicted in the book, Qingyang put his arms around Zhang Su's neck and whispered in his ear, "Go to bed. Don't let your legs get numb from kneeling."
She had worshipped at the Taimiao and knelt before her father, and she knew how uncomfortable it was to kneel for a long time.
Zhang Su stood up and carried the Crown Princess to the bed. He saw her glance at the brocade curtains hanging on both sides, then turned around with her back to His Highness and lowered the brocade curtains.
As the brocade curtains on both sides were about to close, Zhang Su tilted his head and asked, "Should we turn off the lights?"
Qingyang smiled and said, "It's up to you."
Zhang Su went out and extinguished all the lights in the room, leaving only a pair of dragon and phoenix wedding candles.
The light outside dimmed instantly, and it became even darker inside the tent. At least when Zhang Suzhe came back, Qingyang took a special look but didn't notice any real changes.
Zhang Su, under the constant watchful eye of the Crown Princess, sat down beside the bed, his shoes, which he had been wearing in the inner room, casually kicked off and dropped to the side. Thinking that the Crown Princess did not resist his touch, Zhang Su tentatively pushed forward. Looking at the Crown Princess's rosy lips in the dim light, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Shall I continue to serve Your Highness?"
Qingyang smiled, her voice a little hoarse, which she didn't realize, "Okay."
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Zhang Su did not follow the instructions given by the teaching nanny, because there was no need for the nanny to emphasize it again and again, and he would not only care about himself but also neglect the feelings of His Highness, because His Highness was not just the Crown Princess who existed in his mind. She was so vivid and warm, and she would respond to his every exploration without any concealment. He could feel whether he liked it or not, whether he was willing to indulge her or absolutely not.
Zhang Su was not as straightforward as his mother worried. In order not to disappoint His Highness, Zhang Su left for a short while and continued to serve His Highness in another way that His Highness also liked. Then he lifted His Highness up again as quickly as possible.
Qingyang, who was very experienced in handling state affairs but was getting close to her son-in-law for the first time, did not notice anything wrong. She just held Zhang Su's shoulders tightly and glanced at him with eyes that were slightly resentful but not intended to stop him.
Zhang Su dodged it, and then looked over after the prince had completely relaxed.
At this moment, Qingyang couldn't see his face clearly, and his usually rational mind couldn't gather the words he wanted to say.
She was just surprised that Zhang Su could be so respectful to her and yet so unscrupulous, as if all his restraint and courtesy over the years were just an act, all for the sake of this moment of willful behavior.
Qingyang also knew that as long as she opened her mouth, Zhang Su would definitely stop and kneel respectfully beside the bed to apologize, but Qingyang had seen enough of Zhang Su like that during the day. At night, she liked the one in front of her more and liked the way he served her without regard for etiquette.
"Zhang Su..."
"I am here."
The Crown Princess called Zhang Su several times. At first, Zhang Su would respond, but he soon realized that the Crown Princess was just calling him unconsciously and did not need his verbal response.
But Zhang Su still wanted to respond.
Afraid that Her Highness would find him noisy, every time the Crown Princess called out to him, Zhang Su would just respond in his heart, "I'm here." Afraid that Her Highness couldn't hear him and would think he was just being perfunctory, Zhang Su truly let the Crown Princess feel his presence.
【Author’s words】
Here I come, 100 little red envelopes, see you tomorrow~
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