They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

Jiang Wanyue ran towards Prince Jing in the most beautiful manner and threw herself into his arms.

"Your Majesty!"

Prince Jing hugged her subconsciously.

"What happened?"

Jiang Wanyue buried her head in his chest.

"I am just too happy and touched... Your Majesty is so kind to me... I really..."

Her words were somewhat incoherent, but Prince Jing breathed a sigh of relief and patted her on the back.

"It's just a small thing."

Jiang Wanyue raised her head from Prince Jing's arms and looked at him with extremely sincere eyes.

"It's a small matter for the prince, but it's a big matter for me. That's my home, where I grew up. The prince is so good to me, I really can't repay him."

There was a tenderness on her face that made Prince Jing's heart beat violently.

He put his arm around Jiang Wanyue's waist, leaned close to her ear and whispered something.

Jiang Wanyue blushed, grabbed his belt with both hands, and pulled him into the inner room with a moving look in her eyes.

Xiuchun reacted the fastest. She glanced at the others and led them out.

Then, he and Rong An stood guard outside the door.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, are like door gods.

Soon, a blushing and heart-pounding sound was heard in the house.

Suddenly, Rong An stretched his hand out from his sleeve.

He was holding something in his hand and quickly stuffed it into his ears. Soon his expression became serious.

Xiuchun looked at him curiously, thought about it, and said nothing.

Didn't move either.

The lady said that love between men and women is a normal ethical thing and there is no need to take it too seriously. If you can't even get over this hurdle, how can you deal with other troubles in the future?

Xiuchun remained calm and her heart gradually settled down.

The house was hot.

The charcoal in the stove glowed red, making the small and exquisite house warm.

Warm as spring.

Jiang Wanyue hugged Prince Jing's neck tightly, feeling his hands wandering on her body, bringing waves of numbness and burning sensation.

Prince Jing had never been a gentle man in bed.

Jiang Wanyue recalled the first time she served Prince Jing.

He totally ignored the fact that it was his first time and he carried her to the bed roughly, leaving her with bruises all over.

But now Prince Jing has obviously made great progress.

He would gently stroke her back to make her relax; he would passionately kiss her lips and earlobes to arouse waves of heat in her body.

But Prince Jing is still Prince Jing after all, his nature has not changed. Even if he is gentle at first, once he starts attacking, he will become fierce and strong.

They captured cities and territories, gradually breaking down Jiang Wanyue's defenses.

Until Jiang Wanyue was completely defeated.

Jiang Wanyue screamed, and her arms, which had originally been around his neck, now clenched her fingers, leaving white marks on Prince Jing's back.

Prince Jing became more and more excited.

Only when Jiang Wanyue could no longer bear it and begged for mercy in a low voice did Prince Jing let her go.

After that, Prince Jing did not immediately ask someone to bring him water. Instead, he hugged Jiang Wanyue and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest.

Jiang Wanyue tilted her head slightly and looked at his wild eyebrows. Her eyes moved down from his high brow bone and nose bridge to his lips, and Prince Jing suddenly spoke.

"Want more?"

Jiang Wanyue blushed, looked away and turned her head.

Prince Jing opened his eyes and looked at her being so shy. He couldn't help laughing and grabbed her waist.

Jiang Wanyue screamed, and before she could react, Prince Jing picked her up and sat on him.

This is really sudden.

No matter how calm and composed Jiang Wanyue was, she couldn't help feeling a little flustered at this moment, and she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

"My Lord, can you let me down?"

She placed her hands on Prince Jing's chest.

Prince Jing smiled wickedly.

"Didn't you say you would repay me? Come, I'm waiting."

Prince Jing's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Jiang Wanyue's eyes widened and she looked at Prince Jing in shock.

“Is that so?”

She really didn't understand Prince Jing's preferences.

Jiang Wanyue bit her lip, with a hint of hesitation on her face, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

She switched positions to make them both more comfortable.

Then, starting from Prince Jing's eyebrows, he kissed him little by little.

Her movements were extremely gentle, and wherever her soft and warm lips touched, they created a burst of fire.

In an instant, Prince Jing's eyes changed.

At this moment, both of them felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

Prince Jing held her in his arms and whispered her name in her ear.

"Wan'er..."

Jiang Wanyue hugged him tightly with her arms.

…………

Prince Jing looked at her in surprise.

Jiang Wanyue refused to look up, and he only saw her red ears.

He called out.

"Wan'er?"

Jiang Wanyue trembled all over and covered his mouth with her little hands.

At the same time, she raised her head, revealing a flustered and charming face, pretending to be fierce.

"No barking."

Prince Jing held back his laughter.

"What are you not allowed to call?"

"Don't call me by my nickname."

"So your nickname is Wan'er. Wan'er? Wan'er?"

Prince Jing called her name softly.

Jiang Wanyue was furious, but she couldn't do anything about Prince Jing, so she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder in anger.

But to Prince Jing, this force was like tickling.

He laughed and held Jiang Wanyue's waist.

Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty..."

Prince Jing pressed his lips against hers.

"You're still yelling so distantly at this time."

Jiang Wanyue blinked, looked at Prince Jing who was so close to her, and changed her name.

"Saburo?"

Prince Jing raised his eyebrows and looked displeased.

Jiang Wanyue tried several other names, but Prince Jing was not satisfied with any of them.

He moved leisurely and put all his weight on Jiang Wanyue.

Jiang Wanyue pushed him but failed. She became angry and slapped him on the chest.

"Li Ce! Get up! Are you going to crush me to death?"

Prince Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang Wanyue was stunned.

Does this person like being called by his full name?

What's wrong with this?

Before she could figure it out, Prince Jing started to make trouble with her again.

"Li Ce, put me down...ah!"

The eyelids of the two door gods at the door trembled at the same time when they heard the shout.

Rong An resisted the urge to look back.

The prince really indulges Aunt Jiang...hiss! I have to ask someone to make a new pair of earplugs tomorrow. This thing is getting less and less effective.

Rong An's mind wandered into the sky.