On the large yellow pear wood bed, a light purple gauze curtain danced in the wind. Ning Yin opened her eyes groggily and subconsciously nodded her head.
Xiao Xuan was overjoyed. He stared at Ning Yin for a few seconds, then deftly unfastened his waist belt, and soon his black python robe was also removed.
He stroked the beautiful woman's exquisitely sculpted face with his fingertips, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Ning Yin's arms, as delicate as lotus roots, began to respond to the man's movements. Her eyes were glazed over, and her mind was filled with desire.
Xiao Xuan was even more delighted to receive Ning Yin's response and gently covered the woman's crimson lips with his.
He was clearly more nervous this time than before, kissing her until she was breathless, yet he was still not satisfied.
He only released her reluctantly when a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead and her previously flushed cheeks turned pale.
Both of their lips were quite swollen and red, and a bloody smell spread. Xiao Xuan touched the corner of his lip that Ning Yin had bitten and bled, then casually wiped it away.
Perhaps it was the stimulation of the bloody smell that made Ning Yin suddenly feel her consciousness returning. Realizing what she was doing, her head went blank for a moment, and she quickly reached out and blocked the man's chest as he was about to lean down.
Xiao Xuan was wearing a loose white undergarment, and Ning Yin felt as if she were holding against a thick wall.
It carried the warmth of a man, and the slightly nervous heartbeat.
"Ah Ning, what's wrong... are you feeling unwell?"
The voice was deep, husky, and seductive, lingering around her like ants nibbling at her skin.
The slight consciousness that had just returned was completely extinguished by this murmur. She arched her body like a child and snuggled closer to Xiao Xuan's arms.
The fluffy head buried itself in his arm, scratching him until he felt completely flustered.
If Xiao Xuan was just feeling joy and nervous, his mind is now completely blank.
The carved red window wasn't closed tightly, and occasionally a few wisps of spring breeze would sneak in, carrying the refreshing scent of pear blossoms, causing the purple gauze curtains to sway once more.
Outside the palace, pear blossoms fell like snow, covered in a thick layer, while inside, the lingering fragrance of beauty still lingered.
It was an hour later when Ning Yin was carried by Xiao Xuan to wash up. She was exhausted and drowsy, letting the man do whatever he wanted to her.
Once back on the large yellow pearwood bed, Ning Yin rolled over like a kitten, fidgeted around for a bit, found the most comfortable position, and quickly drifted off to sleep.
She curled up on the inside of the big bed, her body still smelling fresh from her bath. Xiao Xuan couldn't help but gently pinch Ning Yin's cheek. Ning Yin raised her hand and slapped him away, then hummed twice and moved further inside.
Xiao Xuan looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly and let out a soft laugh. Suddenly, his gaze shifted and he noticed a bright red stain on the plain brocade quilt that was particularly eye-catching.
The man's heart skipped a beat, then his eyes lit up with even more joy. No wonder the little woman's movements were so clumsy just now, as if she had never experienced anything between a man and a woman before.
Especially at crucial moments, he could feel Ning Yin's tightly furrowed brows and her extremely painful expression.
It's all his fault for being too excited just now, which made him ignore Ning Yin's feelings and take her for so long.
I've gone way too far!
As Xiao Xuan blamed himself, he reached out and pulled Ning Yin into his arms, gently stroking her cheek.
"Ah Ning, from now on, I'll protect you!"
The next day, when Ningyin got up, she found that her whole body ached and her legs felt weak after taking just a few steps.
Although there was some discomfort in a certain area, it felt cool and refreshing. Ning Yin suddenly remembered that this morning, before dawn, in her drowsy state, Xiao Xuan held her and applied something to that area.
At that time, she had a splitting headache and felt weak all over. She didn't care about anything else and just wanted to get a good night's sleep. Little did she know that Xiao Xuan was actually applying medicine to her.
The thought of that scene made Ning Yin blush instantly, and she immediately decided to sneak out of Zhaoyang Palace and never come back.
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Time flies, and before we know it, it's peony season. Kyoto has a royal peony garden where various precious peony varieties are grown.
Every year at this time, the concubines in the palace would dress up carefully and go to admire the flowers. Ostensibly, it was to admire the flowers, but in reality, it was to compete to see who could outshine the peony.
Besides the women from the palace, some members of the royal and noble families were also eligible to attend.
The concubines competed to outshine each other, while the unmarried girls hoped to find their ideal husbands on this day.
If she were to catch the eye of any prince, she would enjoy endless wealth and honor in the future.
Coincidentally, Shen Jia and Wang Shi also received an invitation that day.
Wang was still thinking about the phoenix crown that had been lost for so long, and felt extremely distressed.
"Aunt, could you take Yuanyuan to the flower festival this time to broaden her horizons? Yuanyuan also wants to see what the daughters of officials look like."
Wang sat in front of the dressing mirror, carefully examining the makeup that Wang Yuan had done for her, and was very satisfied.
This girl has been in the manor for over a month, and not only has she managed the general's manor in an orderly manner, but she also comes to pay her respects every morning.
Her hairstyling and makeup skills were unmatched by any of the old nannies in the mansion.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Wang seemed to have become four or five years younger. A smile appeared on her lips as she compared herself to Ning Yin and Yang Shuhuan from before.
Ning Yin had neither a good family background nor any ability, and yet she repaid kindness with enmity. She had long wished to tear her to pieces.
As for Yang Shuhuan, she only has a pretty face, and even with the Marquis's mansion as her backing, it's not enough to make up for the fact that she's a bit dim-witted.
If Yang Shuhuan hadn't offended the Crown Prince's people, her Yun'er wouldn't have been targeted by the Crown Prince.
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