Wearing a book, hooking him up

There was no need to attend the morning court today. After Jun Zechen woke up, he quietly stared at the woman who was still sleeping in his arms.

The woman had her back to him, her back as white as mutton-fat jade pressed tightly against his chest.

Jun Zechen's gaze slowly moved downwards. He had never thought that he would be so uninhibited in bed.

When he was with Ling Yue, although she was bold, she was still shy and thin-skinned in that aspect, and he would not deliberately bully her.

But last night, although the woman was extremely reluctant, she took the initiative to comply under his pressure.

He longed for her to sink with him.

But, even at the end, was she really addicted to it?

Or was he the only one who couldn't control his own body, or his madly beating heart.

From the first time he saw her, he was stunned by her stunning beauty. Although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, his lustful body honestly betrayed him.

But he is not a beast, and his emotions do not come from the simple attraction of appearance.

Afterwards, Jun Zechen deliberately ignored her, wanting to see if this woman was as vicious as the concubines in the palace, who only cared about interests.

He tested her again and again, and the little woman endured it again and again. Jun Zechen only saw her kind, generous, sensible, and considerate side.

After testing for the last minute, he discovered that he was the one with a despicable heart, and his attitude towards the little woman had changed qualitatively without him noticing.

He wanted her to be his real woman.

However, Jun Zechen was unwilling to admit that his feelings for Ling Yue had changed.

He clearly hated his father's three thousand concubines the most, and he clearly longed since childhood that his father would only favor his mother.

So when he decided on Ling Yue, he silently swore in his heart that his wife would receive his unique love.

But now, the appearance of the woman in his arms broke his belief of more than ten years.

Even at this moment, he couldn't tell what love was.

He thought he liked Ling Yue, but his body told him that he could also like someone else.

What should it feel like to like someone?

Is it the uncontrollable madness and desire for Su Jingyao, or the guilt-filled heartache for Ling Yue?

Complex emotions are intertwined in Jun Zechen's heart, but these confusions do not disturb his mind. Jun Zechen is rational and strong.

He will only make the best choice for himself.

Ling Yue and Su Jingyao are both his women. As long as he lets go of his worries, there will be no conflicts between them!

"Um……"

The woman let out a gentle moan, and her eyes slowly opened like butterfly wings, but were still a little hazy. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was a little uncomfortable.

Her slender eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, revealing her displeasure at the moment.

Su Jingyao could feel the man's warm big palm sliding and caressing her waist and abdomen, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps she was not fully awake yet, she muttered in dissatisfaction: "Take it away."

Her voice was soft and a little hoarse, as if it came from the depths of her throat, with a hint of unintentional coquettishness.

As she spoke, she tried to break free from the embrace of the man behind her. Just as she was about to move to the side, the man's big hands suddenly tightened and hugged her even tighter.

"Where do you want to go?"

The man's deep and magnetic voice sounded behind Su Jingyao. The voice seemed to carry a hint of temptation, making people want to get closer involuntarily.

The two were so close at this moment that the man's lips seemed to be against her ear.

The warm breath sprayed on her skin, making her shiver.

Su Jingyao shrank back, then turned around abruptly, staring straight at him with her watery eyes.

"Your Highness..."

There was a hint of confusion and shyness in her eyes.

Su Jingyao lay in his arms, her fair skin glowing charmingly in the morning light.

Thinking of the madness of last night, scenes kept appearing in her mind.

She was obviously feeling comfortable, but she had to pretend to be unwilling, and then act out the contradictory feeling of being led in and pulled by him uncontrollably.

worn out.

Jun Zechen saw that she was surprised, and her delicate and fair face was flushed with a bright pink blush like a peach blossom.

He couldn't help but stretch out his slender fingers and gently lift her chin, his movements gentle yet full of possessiveness.

He was very close to her, so close that his breath seemed to brush her face, and his deep and magnetic voice seemed to vibrate in her eardrums.

"What are you thinking about?"

Su Jingyao finally came back to her senses, her watery eyes sparkling with light.

"I thought Your Highness had gone to court, but I didn't know Your Highness is still here."

"It's a day off today. I didn't know that the concubine wakes up so late every day." Jun Zechen's voice was filled with a hint of ridicule.

When Su Jingyao heard his slander, her delicate little face wrinkled, her crescent-shaped eyebrows slightly knitted, and her beautiful eyes glared slightly.

"No, I didn't. I usually go to bed early and get up at noon. It was clearly last night, Your Highness..."

When she said this, her voice gradually lowered, and her face became even redder, spreading from her cheeks to her ears, making people want to take a bite.

Jun Zechen seemed to like seeing her like this. A barely perceptible smile flashed across his deep eyes, and he continued to ask, "What's wrong with me?"

Su Jingyao bit her lower lip lightly, her pink lips were as delicate and tempting as petals, but her face was no match for the man in front of her.

He could only respond softly and then hid himself in the quilt.

When Jun Zecheng heard the answer that satisfied him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he chuckled, and stopped teasing her.

"It's already 9 o'clock, get up and have breakfast."

Then Jun Zechen let go of her waist and put on his clothes.

Anshun heard the noise and walked in. Su Jingyao was lying on her side on the bed, with only her beautiful face exposed. She watched Jun Zechen changing his clothes through the bed curtains.

After Jun Zechen changed his clothes, he couldn't help but look at the little woman lying lazily behind the red gauze. He suddenly recalled how she was last night. She was truly charming.

Suddenly he was distracted. He took a deep breath, calmed the sudden restlessness in his body, and stepped out of the bedroom.

After he left, Su Jingyao slowly stood up, her silky long hair falling like a waterfall, swaying slightly with her movements.

"Master, you have finally seen the light through the clouds."

Miaoyun helped her master up, her face filled with irrepressible joy.

She helped Su Jingyao up, and saw dense red marks on her body, crisscrossed like blooming flowers, which were particularly eye-catching on her fair and flawless skin.

As a woman, Miaoyun couldn't help but blush and her heart beat fast when she saw it, and she could hardly control herself.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been able to flirt with his master in Xiyan Palace before. How on earth could he resist the temptation of such beauty!

Su Jingyao slowly stood up and casually put on a dress. The dress fluttered on her body like flowing clouds, making her look ethereal.

With Miaoyun's support, she walked to the dressing table with a bit of a stagger and sat down.

That bastard was so merciless last night, it was as if he hadn't touched a woman in 800 years. He demanded too much from her, so much so that she felt her legs trembling when she walked now.

Not to mention the bruises and purple marks on her body, each of which seemed to be telling of last night's passion and madness.

Su Jingyao looked at herself in the mirror quietly, her eyes inadvertently revealing a hint of charm, her eyes like spring water rippling, her face as rosy as spring, she was truly a beauty that could captivate the whole country.

Then she nonchalantly selected a purple jar of ointment from among the many on the dressing table.

When Miaoyun saw this, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

Does the master really want to avoid children?

Although Miaoyun had doubts in her heart, she had been serving her master since she was a child and had learned a lot from her master's teachings and ways of dealing with the world.

She knew that as long as her master didn't say anything, there were some things she didn't need to ask.

Su Jingyao gently opened the small jar, which contained pearl powder. She saw a pill hidden under the pearl powder.

Su Jingyao carefully took out the pill with tweezers, wiped it gently, and swallowed it without hesitation.

She naturally would not get pregnant now, her child must be born in Jun Zecheng's full expectation and joy.

What's more, it is not suitable to get pregnant now. If she gets pregnant now, what reason can Jun Zechen use to betray Ling Yue, and what reason can he use to come to Xiyan Palace?

Thinking of this, Su Jingyao couldn't help but chuckle.

She is still so considerate. She should at least leave a ladder for the bastard to climb down. Otherwise, how can Jun Zechen deceive himself?

After washing up quickly, Su Jingyao walked slowly to the dining room.

Jun Zechen sat upright, his posture as straight as a pine tree. He sat there quietly, emitting an innate majesty.

When Anshun saw her come out, he quickly and orderly arranged for people to bring in the meals one by one.

Su Jingyao walked slowly to Jun Zechen's side, bowed slightly, and then sat down next to him.

After sitting down, there was a slight awkward atmosphere between the two of them, as if there was an invisible barrier that made them both feel a little uncomfortable.

Jun Zechen lowered his eyes slightly and began to enjoy the meal in front of him, while Su Jingyao sat quietly without picking up his chopsticks.

"Why not?"

Jun Zechen's voice broke the silence, and his eyes inadvertently swept towards Su Jingyao.

"Miaoyue has already prepared my breakfast, and it will be served to me shortly."

When Jun Zechen heard her say this, he remembered that the little girl's diet seemed to be particularly different.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Miaoxia and Miaoyue came in carefully carrying the meals.

Miaoyue gently placed the dishes in front of Su Jingyao one by one, including jasmine tofu soup, lotus fragrance cake, and honey-filled pear flower, while Miaoxia followed behind with a pot of peony flower tea.

Jun Zechen looked at the food made of flowers in front of her, each one was so exquisite that it was amazing.

The jasmine bean curd soup is served in a small and exquisite bowl, exuding a faint jasmine fragrance; the lotus cake is like a blooming lotus, lifelike; the honey-floating crispy pear flower is even more eye-catching, as if it were a fine work of art.

These three small bowls of food would probably take even a skilled chef one or two hours to prepare.

"My concubine Su eats these elegant foods for breakfast every day?"

Jun Zechen looked at Su Jingyao with a hint of curiosity and teasing in his eyes.

"Your Highness, please don't tease me. Although these are all foods made of flowers, they all taste good. Your Highness, please try them?"

Su Jingyao picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a dish of jasmine tofu soup, and handed it to Jun Zechen.

"This dish is made with tofu as the main ingredient and jasmine flowers. It is not only delicious but also good for beauty."

As soon as Jun Zechen saw her meals, he knew they must be beauty-enhancing foods. This girl really cared about her appearance to a shocking degree.

Jun Zechen took a light bite, and his expression changed from indifferent to surprised. The dish was not as bland as he had imagined, but rather fresh and delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth, and even a long-lasting aftertaste.