Chapter 352 Now, immediately, get in here!
After becoming pregnant, Tao Wanyin became very sleepy and would go to bed almost as soon as it got dark.
She had just blown out the light and closed her eyes when she heard rustling sounds at the door.
Tao Wanyin pretended to be asleep, but when she heard the deliberately light footsteps, her eyelashes fluttered.
For many days and nights before, she had been hoping that person would come to see her, so as soon as the person entered the inner room, she could tell who had come to Jinmo Residence just by the sound of their footsteps.
Breathing sounds came from outside her bed curtains, and the sound of the beaded curtains being gently lifted could be heard.
Tao Wanyin's hands, which were under the quilt, gripped the mattress beneath her with nervousness.
A warm palm was placed on her face.
Zhao Minghong gently stroked her face with his thumb, and Tao Wanyin's fingers gradually relaxed, making her feel a little drowsy.
In my daze, I heard his voice, so low it sounded like a sigh.
"Wanyin, what should we do?"
His tone was filled with regret and sadness.
Zhao Minghong's eyes were deep. He did not intend to tell her the truth about Su Fengyue's matter, as he did not want her to recall the embarrassing events of the past.
However, because of this incident, the two of them have misunderstood each other for so many years.
Zhao Minghong's breathing became much more rapid, and he hated his own impulsiveness and heartlessness.
A broken mirror can never be mended; things can never go back to the way they were before, never back to the days of newlywed bliss.
Tao Wanyin closed her eyes, but what she was thinking about was something else entirely.
The feeling of him touching my face was like a warm electric current piercing my skin. The fetus in my womb seemed to sense something and moved slightly as well.
Tao Wanyin gave a short, soft hum, and Zhao Minghong immediately withdrew his hand.
In the darkness, he nervously touched his neck and then waved his hand in front of her eyes.
Tao Wanyin didn't know what Prince Yong was talking about or what to do. Was it because official business was difficult? But she was certain that he was feeling distressed.
In the pitch-black night, under the soft bedding, and with the gentle touch of Prince Yong just now, Tao Wanyin lingered on the dry warmth of his hands.
A hand grabbed his, and Zhao Minghong's five fingers began to stiffen.
They've been discovered after all!
Tao Wanyin intended to use the force of pulling his hand to sit up, but unexpectedly, with a forceful pull of her right hand, she pulled Prince Yong down.
It almost hit her.
Tao Wanyin patted her chest with lingering fear and moved further into the bed, making room for him.
She sat back on the innermost part of the bed, looking surprised. Could it be that she had become too heavy after becoming pregnant?
Or is it... that Prince Yong is physically weak?
Zhao Minghong's face alternated between black and white, but fortunately, the room was dark, so it was impossible to tell what was wrong.
His voice was tinged with shame and anger as he opened his mouth: "You didn't even see who the man was, yet you dared to drag him to the bed?"
After saying that, Zhao Minghong wanted to slap himself.
Tao Wanyin gave him a strange look, only able to make out his outline, and said, "Of course I know that the person who came is the prince."
Zhao Minghong took a deep breath, feeling extremely choked up.
The two were eight zhang apart, but fortunately he was tall and had long arms, so he turned to the side and reached her hand.
Tao Wanyin felt her wrist being grabbed and pulled by him, and warm breath approached her palm.
With a snap!
It was very crisp, and quite a bit of force was used.
Tao Wanyin's eyes widened in shock, and her palms burned.
Not to mention the person who was slapped; their face must have turned bright red.
"Your Highness, you, you..." Tao Wanyin couldn't find the words to express her feelings.
Zhao Minghong did not let go, and instead pulled her wrist to slap his own mouth.
"If I ever say those rubbish things again, you can hit me, okay?"
This time, Tao Wanyin was on guard. She pulled her hand back forcefully, and only lightly placed it on his chin.
In the darkness, Zhao Minghong's eyes shone brightly as he said, "Wanyin, don't be reluctant."
"no......"
"Not what?"
Tao Wanyin said softly, "Your Highness doesn't mind the pain, but my palm still hurts."
Zhao Minghong paused, then pressed her hand firmly against his face, his lips landing perfectly on her palm.
"Does it hurt? Let me rub it for you, Your Highness."
Except for the hand he had restrained, Tao Wanyin's body was trembling slightly.
Who would use their lips to rub someone?
During the day, Ji Qingwu's words resurfaced in Tao Wanyin's mind, and her body began to feel hot.
Tao Wanyin suddenly pulled her hand back, and Zhao Minghong looked a little bewildered; he hadn't rubbed her enough yet.
She asked, "Did the prince come straight here after returning?"
Zhao Minghong shook his head and hummed in agreement.
Tao Wanyin said, "It's late. Your Highness should take a bath and cleanse yourself before resting."
Zhao Minghong said, "I want to spend more time with you, no, I want you to spend more time with me."
Tao Wanyin said, "But I want to sleep."
Zhao Minghong sat up slowly, the curtains in the room blocking out the moonlight, so no one could see the grievance on his face.
He reluctantly got out of bed, turning back every few steps.
Tao Wanyin gripped the top edge of the quilt tightly with her fingers, relying on the sound of footsteps to determine the location of Prince Yong.
It took Zhao Minghong about fifteen minutes to reach the door.
A soft female voice clearly reached his ears from the inner room.
"Jinmoju's clean rooms also have hot water."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Tao Wanyin heard a loud "plop".
Did you trip over?
She sat up in bed, pulled back the bed curtains, and looked towards the door, but couldn't see anything clearly.
Zhao Minghong jumped up from the ground, kicked the threshold, and turned to the west-side clean room with a silly grin.
Zhao Minghong couldn't tell whether the water in Jinmo Residence was hot or not, because his whole body was burning up, and even soaking in ice water couldn't extinguish it.
Ice water couldn't extinguish his burning passion, but a sudden imperial decree from the palace put an end to it.
It was Eunuch Xiao Dongzi from the Imperial Household Department who came to deliver the imperial decree.
The lights of Jinmo Residence came on, and Prince Yong's face was extremely gloomy.
Xiao Dongzi glanced at Prince Yong's face, took a breath, and said, "Your Highness, this servant has come to convey the Emperor's decree, requesting that Your Highness come to the palace to explain the trial of Su Fengyue's case."
Zhao Minghong asked, "Does it have to be tonight?"
Xiao Dongzi said, "Now, immediately." He whispered a reminder, "His Majesty is very angry, please don't delay, Your Highness."
Tao Wanyin changed her clothes and came out. Hearing their conversation, she walked to Prince Yong's side and said softly, "Your Highness, please go quickly."
Zhao Minghong's gaze was fixed on her face. With others present, he coughed lightly, hinting, "Then what we agreed on..."
Tao Wanyin said, "Wait for the prince to return."
Zhao Minghong left happily, and anyone who didn't know better would think he was going to the palace to receive a reward.
Upon reaching the gate of the Hall of Diligent Governance, Prince Yong realized that what Xiao Dongzi had said was true.
He could sense Emperor Wusu's anger even before he entered the palace.
Li Yuzong stood at the palace gate, not daring to breathe loudly. When he saw Prince Yong, he wore a bitter expression.
Zhao Minghong, his scalp tingling, asked, "How angry is Your Majesty?"
Li Yuzong pursed his lips and shook his head.
"Get in here!"
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