Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The next day, as the sky was just getting light, the morning light shone through the carved window lattices, casting fine golden rays of light on the hanging gauze curtains.

The curtain was not lifted, and the light inside was dim as if immersed in warm water. Princess Pyongyang slowly woke up in this soft warmth.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she bumped into a warm chest. The tip of her nose was filled with the masculine scent of Lin Lang, mixed with the intimate atmosphere of the two of them that remained from last night.

The moment consciousness returned, the beautiful scenes of last night came flooding back like a tide.

Princess Pyongyang's cheeks suddenly felt hot, and she subconsciously shrank into Lin Lang's arms, her arms with white fingertips still resting on Lin Lang's abdominal muscles.

"whee……"

Princess Pyongyang squinted her eyes and stuck out her tongue, smiling with a look of secret delight on her face.

It turns out that becoming a real woman is such a wonderful feeling. It is not the pain that the maids in the palace vaguely mentioned, but a sweetness that fills the heart and even makes the fingertips tremble.

She secretly regretted that she had been alienated and neglected Lin Lang for the past three years, and had missed such a sweet moment.

His eyes slowly moved upwards and landed on Lin Lang's sleeping face.

This was the first time that Princess Pyongyang looked at Lin Lang so closely and unscrupulously, feeling the throbbing of a young girl in love.

She looked at Lin Lang's high nose bridge, his thin lips slightly pursed, his long eyelashes drooping like butterfly wings. Even in his sleep, he exuded a bit of imperial heroism, but he seemed particularly gentle because he had let down his guard.

Lin Lang's handsome appearance made Princess Pyongyang's heart skip a beat. Her love spread silently like a bud soaked in morning dew, and even her breathing became gentle.

In the past, Princess Pyongyang would hate seeing Lin Lang whenever she thought of the national hatred and family feuds.

Now that she has let go of her inner hatred and calmed down, Princess Pyongyang finds Lin Lang more and more handsome the more she looks at him. She suddenly realizes that her husband is a handsome man that is rarely seen in a century.

That’s right, after a night of tenderness, Princess Pyongyang fell completely in love with Lin Lang.

The way she looked at Lin Lang also became infatuated.

To put it bluntly, Princess Pyongyang has always regarded Lin Lang as an enemy and felt that they were destined to be together. However, after getting to know Lin Lang more deeply, she was attracted by his human brilliance and personal charm, and finally realized that they were destined to be together.

After all, Goguryeo's national strength was too weak. No matter which general of the Tang Dynasty led the troops to attack, Goguryeo would be in danger of being destroyed.

If a cruel general had been in their place, everyone in the Gao family, young and old, would have died tragically at the hands of the Tang soldiers.

It was because Lin Lang saw that Princess Pyongyang was quite pretty that he married her as a concubine, thus saving the Gao royal family from being slaughtered after the country was destroyed, and the whole family was able to survive to this day.

This is the case with many things. When you can't figure something out, you get stuck in a rut.

Now Princess Pyongyang has figured it out and is beginning to like Lin Lang more and more.

Unable to control her emotions, she tilted her head slightly and placed a feather-light kiss on Lin Lang's handsome cheek.

"Well……"

Lin Lang let out a low moan, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which were usually deep and sharp, were now sleepy, and when they looked at Princess Pyongyang, they were instantly filled with tenderness.

Lin Lang retracted his arms and hugged Princess Pyongyang tighter. His deep voice was hoarse from the morning, "My beloved, are you awake?"

Princess Pyongyang's heartbeat quickened when Lin Lang called her "My beloved concubine." Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "Your Majesty..."

Seeing Princess Pyongyang hiding in the crook of his neck like a frightened little rabbit, Lin Lang let out a low laugh from his chest, carrying with it the lazy warmth of the morning.

He raised his hand and gently ruffled Princess Pyongyang's long hair. The touch of his fingertips brushing against the hair was as soft as the finest silk. His tone was full of indulgence: "Why, are you shy?"

"Your Majesty, last night was my virginity. How could I not be shy?"

Lin Lang teased with a smile: "My dear, didn't you take the initiative last night and beg me to let you get pregnant?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Princess Pyongyang's face became even hotter, and even the tips of her ears turned red. She reached out and gently pinched Lin Lang's waist, but the force was so light that it felt like tickling.

"Your Majesty, you are not allowed to tease me." She muttered in Lin Lang's neck, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice, but her fingertips unconsciously stroked the skin on his waist and abdomen, feeling the firm texture under her palms.

Lin Lang grabbed Princess Pyongyang's rebellious hand, and gently interlocked his fingertips with her fingertips. The warmth of his palm was transmitted through her skin, making Princess Pyongyang's heart tremble again.

He lowered his head and placed a light kiss between Princess Pyongyang's eyebrows, his breath lingering on her hair: "Okay, let's not talk about it."

Lin Lang paused, his voice softening. "Then, my beloved, would you like to sleep a little longer? Last night... I tired you out."

Princess Pyongyang shyly raised her blushing little face and looked into Lin Lang's smiling eyes.

Those eyes were usually sharp and deep, but at this moment they were filled with tenderness, like stars immersed in warm water. Seeing them, Princess Pyongyang's heart softened, and she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue, and could only mutter softly.

"Your Majesty favors me, and I am delighted... and not very tired."

Lin Lang looked at the shy and lovely appearance of Princess Pyongyang, and his smile deepened. He reached out and pulled her tighter in his arms, letting her rest her cheek on his warm chest. She could clearly hear his steady and strong heartbeat.

"Then lie down with me for a while. Do you want to do it again, my beloved?" His voice was low and affectionate, with a hint of temptation.

Princess Pyongyang hugged Lin Lang back, feeling his warmth and the familiar scent lingering around her nose, and her heart was filled with a sweet sense of security.

She shyly buried her face in Lin Lang's arms again, her voice as soft as cotton candy.

"It's already daybreak, I'm too shy to be in broad daylight."

The morning light outside the tent grew brighter, shining through the gauze curtains and casting a faint golden glow on the figures of the two people hugging each other.

The air still lingered with the ambiguous scent of last night, mixed with the freshness of the morning. The entire room was immersed in this gentle and sweet atmosphere, and even time seemed to slow down.

Lin Lang scratched Princess Pyongyang's nose and said with a smile, "I'm just teasing you. Concubine Zhen has already woken up in the next room."

Princess Pyongyang blushed and said weakly, "Your Majesty, you made such a loud noise last night, could Sister Zhenfei have heard it?"

Lin Lang lowered his head and kissed the Pyongyang Princess's tender red lips, then teased her jokingly, "What? Are you embarrassed?"

Princess Pyongyang's cheeks were hot from Lin Lang's kiss, and her fingertips unconsciously poked Lin Lang's abdominal muscles, and her voice was as thin as willow catkins in spring.

"Your Majesty, you're still laughing! If Sister Zhenfei teased me, I would ignore you."

There was a hint of pretentiousness in Princess Pyongyang's words, but her body honestly shrank back into Lin Lang's arms like a kitten seeking warmth.

Looking at the Pyongyang Princess's hypocritical expression, Lin Lang's smile deepened. He lowered his head and gently bit her red earlobe, causing her to tremble and dodge.

"Don't worry, my beloved concubine," his breath brushed against the Pyongyang Princess's ear with a reassuring tenderness, "Jung Concubine knows her limits and won't embarrass you with a joke."

After saying this, he raised his hand to smooth down the messy hair on Princess Pyongyang's forehead, and rubbed her delicate cheek with his fingertips. "My beloved concubine, you are so beautiful when you are shy. I finally got what I wanted."

These words were like a piece of candy wrapped in honey, gently falling into Princess Pyongyang's heart, making her instantly forget her previous embarrassment.

She raised her eyes to look at Lin Lang. The morning light shone through the gauze curtain onto his chiseled profile, making the gentleness in his eyes even clearer.

She reached out her hand as if possessed by a ghost, and her fingertips gently traced Lin Lang's brow bone. Her voice was soft and sticky: "Your Majesty, I have always ignored you before, why are you still so kind to me?"

Lin Lang held Princess Pyongyang's delicate and boneless hand, placed it on his lips and gently kissed the knuckles, his tone so serious that it made people tremble: "You are my beloved concubine. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"

"You always treated me like an enemy before, but now that you've let down your guard, I'll naturally give you the best."

After hearing this, Princess Pyongyang's eyes actually became warm.

She didn't say anything else, but just turned sideways and snuggled into Lin Lang's arms again, letting herself completely press against his warm chest, feeling an unprecedented sense of security.

Lin Lang tightened his arms, rested his chin on the top of Princess Pyongyang's hair and gently stroked her shoulders with his fingertips.

"My beloved, why are you silent?" His voice was close to Princess Pyongyang's ear, a smile wrapped in his low voice. "Do you think what I said is wrong, or are you shy again?"

"Neither." Princess Pyongyang shook her head in Lin Lang's arms, her voice soft and charming. "I just feel like all this is a dream."

In the past, she always thought that she would live her whole life in hatred, and never imagined that one day, she would be in the arms of an enemy and even breathing would become so sweet.

Lin Lang chuckled softly, and the vibration of his chest was transmitted through his skin into Princess Pyongyang's heart, making her heart beat even more irregularly.

"My beloved, this world is full of truth and falsehood, and people's hearts are full of illusions and realities. Only time is the most real. I will love and treat you well for the rest of my life."

Princess Pyongyang was moved after hearing this. She raised her face slightly and moved closer to Lin Lang's lips. The corners of her eyes were moist and red, like a kitten seeking favor.

"I wish to spend every day and night with Your Majesty. It would be wonderful if I could always be by your side, witnessing the scenery of all four seasons."

Princess Pyongyang's soft and emotional gaze completely softened Lin Lang's heart.

He didn't hesitate any longer and bent down to kiss her warm red lips. Unlike the strong kiss of last night, the kiss in the morning light was a little gentle and lingering.

Princess Pyongyang's breathing suddenly became disordered, her hands unconsciously wrapped around Lin Lang's neck, her body became soft as if she had no bones, and she leaned completely in his arms.

Lin Lang didn't even use any kissing skills, but Princess Pyongyang was kissed so hard that she was almost breathless.

Lin Lang stepped back slightly, resting his forehead against Princess Pyongyang's, his nose rubbing against hers, his eyes filled with unwavering tenderness: "My beloved, do you still think this sweet moment is a dream?"

Princess Pyongyang's cheeks were red enough to boil an egg. She shook her head gently, and her fingertips drew circles on Lin Lang's chest. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito but with a hint of boldness.

"Your Majesty, this concubine believes in the truth at this moment, hehe..."

Lin Lang's eyes darkened instantly. He reached out and gently pinched Princess Pyongyang's blushing cheek, his tone teasing and doting: "My dear, how long do you want to stay at your parents' home?"

Princess Pyongyang looked at Lin Lang with affection, the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowing: "It's rare for me to return to my parents' home. I would like to stay with my mother and sister-in-law for a while. Is that okay?"

Lin Lang said, "My dear, why don't you bring your mother-in-law and sister-in-law to the Tang Dynasty to live for a while?"

"I will give you a thousand taels of gold. You can take them on a good tour of the Tang Dynasty and buy them all the good things to eat, drink, and wear. After you have had enough fun in the Tang Dynasty, send my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law back to Andong."

Princess Pyongyang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she couldn't hide her surprise as she asked, "Really? Will the Queen allow me to take my mother and sister-in-law back with me?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied, "Yiren is not that stingy. Two more people is just a matter of two more pairs of chopsticks. You can also bring Yuan'er with you and let him see the world in the Tang Dynasty."

"That's great! Thank you, Your Majesty." Princess Pyongyang hugged Lin Lang's neck and kissed him all over his face, feeling extremely happy.

"Then it's settled. My beloved, please discuss this with my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law. We'll set off after breakfast."

"Your Majesty, are you in such a hurry?" Princess Pyongyang was reluctant to leave her hometown.

Lin Lang said lovingly, "Silly boy, from now on, I will take you back to visit your parents every three months. Is that okay?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace! Hehehe... I will get up now, dress up, and go discuss with my mother and sister-in-law about taking them to the Tang Dynasty." Princess Pyongyang looked so happy.