Because the Fourteenth Prince was younger than the Thirteenth Prince, Heyue simply nodded in acknowledgment and offered him tea. The Fourteenth Prince stood up and returned the gesture, saying to Heyue, "I wish the Thirteenth Prince and his wife a harmonious and long-lasting marriage."
He Yue smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Fourteen."
The Fourteenth Prince looked at Heyue, then thought of Yanyue. He had something he wanted to ask, but ultimately, considering the inappropriate occasion, he didn't ask anything. He sullenly tilted his head back, drank his wine, and then sat back down.
He Yue understood his situation, but she kept smiling.
After finally finishing the toasts, Heyue was exhausted.
Because he had just gotten married, the Thirteenth Prince was given a three-day leave. He didn't have to go to the Imperial Study to study during these days, so he returned to the mansion with Heyue.
Sitting in the carriage on the way back to the mansion, Heyue gently massaged her calves.
The thirteenth prince lifted her onto his lap and gently massaged her.
Surprisingly, it was quite comfortable.
Heyue didn't mind this particularly feminine posture.
She was exhausted from last night and her back was still sore. After walking for half a day, Heyue closed her eyes and dozed off in his arms.
The carriage moved slowly down the street, swaying gently.
The Thirteenth Prince gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling a strange sense of contentment.
He couldn't help but lower his head and lightly kiss the corner of her lips. He had only intended to touch her briefly, but he suddenly remembered everything from last night, and his eyes became eager. He pried open her lips.
Heyue was awakened from her sleep by a kiss, and she frowned and hummed softly.
The Thirteenth Prince's heart tightened, but he held her even tighter, afraid that she would wake up and struggle, so he didn't give her a chance to struggle.
Opening his eyes, he saw Thirteen's enlarged handsome face. He felt embarrassed and ashamed. This was a carriage, yet he didn't care about anything. How could he be so infuriating?
Everything from last night flooded her mind, and He Yue was genuinely afraid that he might actually do something here.
She didn't want anything to happen between them again, at least not now.
Heyue reached out and pushed her away forcefully. The Thirteenth Prince felt her struggle, opened his eyes and looked at her with displeasure, his gaze quite resentful.
It was as if she had done something utterly heinous.
He Yue didn't care, turned her head, and pushed him away forcefully.
The thirteenth prince released her, though unwillingly, he didn't want to anger her any further. However, he was still somewhat unsatisfied, licking his lips and staring longingly at her red lips, wishing he could transform into a tiger immediately.
Heyue was truly afraid of his gaze.
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