Then she stood up lightly, walked towards the screen, gently untied the laces of her wedding dress behind the screen, and put on a thin gauze skirt.
Jun Zechen frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the woman's leisurely back. She did not show the slightest nervousness of being a newcomer, as if he did not exist like air.
Jun Zechen, who was suspicious by nature, became even more suspicious.
Did she really not care at all that her husband not only loved someone else but was even unwilling to touch her?
I just hope that this concubine can really fulfill her promise today and not destroy the relationship between him and Ling Yue. Ling Yue grew up in the frontier and has a simple mind. She can't be a match for these girls from aristocratic families and is very easy to be sown apart.
When Su Jingyao finished packing and moved to the bedside, Jun Zechen was already wearing underwear and sitting quietly beside the bed.
He raised his head and looked straight at her. After removing her makeup, the woman in front of him looked less beautiful, but more innocent and pure.
Her eyebrows and eyes are like crescent moons, her skin is as crystal clear as cream, and as pure as white snow. Her long hair is draped over her shoulders. In the glow of the candlelight, she looks like a fairy who is not of this world and has descended gracefully.
Jun Zechen's gaze could not help but move downwards. Although the woman's thin skirt wrapped her tightly, he could still clearly feel her particularly prominent and graceful curves.
A heat spread in his body like a flame.
Jun Zechen turned his head quickly, trying his best to calm his inner restlessness, and said in a cold tone: "Go to bed."
"Your Highness, do you want to sleep on the outside or inside?"
Su Jingyao's voice has been as sweet as honey since she was a child, and her face is full of innocence, but when these words fell into Jun Zechen's ears, they were particularly hot and harsh.
Jun Zechen stared at her outfit and listened to her charming and sweet voice, and the conflict in his heart became more and more intense.
The woman in front of him seemed to be teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, but when his eyes met hers, her eyes were full of innocence, as clear as a lake with a clear bottom.
It was as if he was the villain with a dirty heart.
Jun Zechen pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Sleep alone on the outside."
Su Jingyao naturally had no idea what was going on in the man's mind. She nodded slightly, took light steps, and slowly and gracefully took off her shoes.
Her feet were white and tender, like white jade. She stepped lightly on the footboard beside the bed naked, and then got on the bed from Jun Zechen's side.
Jun Zechen's eyes were involuntarily attracted to her exposed white and tender jade feet. At the same time, a faint fragrance came from her body.
His heart began to beat wildly involuntarily.
Jun Zechen clenched his hands into fists on both sides, trying his best to control his uncontrollable body.
She was just a beautiful woman. How could a prince like him be seduced by her beauty?
After Su Jingyao lay down on the inner side, she completely pulled her body into the quilt, leaving only her exquisite and beautiful face exposed. She looked like a sleeping water lily, peaceful and moving.
The thick eyelashes cast shadows under the light, trembling slightly, like a fluttering butterfly in spring, exuding endless charm.
Su Jingyao's eyes moved as she stared at Jun Zechen. She saw that he remained motionless, with his body even slightly stiff.
Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had no intention of lying down to rest, and a trace of doubt flashed through my mind.
"Your Highness, won't you lie down? I am very tired today and want to rest." Her voice was soft, like the chirping of a nightingale.
As Jun Zechen listened to the pleasant voice, the conflict in his heart surged like a tide.
He is not Liu Xiahui. With such a beautiful woman so close to him, his body will inevitably have an instinctive reaction.
However, there was no way he would go against his agreement with Ling Yue.
Finally, Jun Zechen took a deep breath, calmed his body's restlessness, and then silently lay down with his back to Su Jingyao.
Su Jingyao stared at Jun Zechen's back, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a hint of sarcasm.
He speaks ill of others but acts upright himself, haha.
Then, she turned around lightly, slowly closed her eyes as clear as autumn water, and soon, she gradually fell into a dream.
Jun Zechen has been practicing martial arts diligently since he was young and is particularly sensitive to other people's breathing.
At this moment, he listened quietly and could clearly sense that the young woman beside him had quietly fallen asleep.
He grew up in the palace and knew how complicated the political schemes of the women in the harem were.
His mother was either scheming against others or guarding against the schemes of others.
Because of this, he once silently made a vow in his heart: If he ever met the woman of his dreams in the future, he would protect her all her life and never let her suffer from the intrigues in the harem.
He only wanted his bloodline to be borne by the woman he loved.
However, fate likes to play tricks on people.
He and Ling Yue have been married for two years, but they still have no children.
The Queen Mother begged the Emperor to issue an edict to grant him a marriage with Su Jingyao.
As the crown prince, he had no reason to shirk his responsibility; it was his duty and mission to continue the royal lineage.
But he would still stick to the promise he made to Ling Yue and would never touch Su Jingyao.
If Su Jingyao was a woman with a pure heart, he would give her supreme glory to make up for his debt to her.
Amidst these complicated thoughts, Jun Zechen slowly fell into sleep.
The candlelight flickered and swayed, and the newlyweds lay quietly on the festive red wedding bed like strangers.
However, Su Jingyao, who was sleeping soundly, was not at peace.
Her body involuntarily moved slowly towards the warm body next to her.
Jun Zechen, who was sleeping, suddenly felt waves of soft breathing on his neck. The warm breath was like a feather brushing, causing a tingling sensation on his skin.
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