The Prince Consort's Beloved

Li Yuanrou turned around and rubbed her face in his arms out of habit, and Xiao Luobai patted her back out of habit. Even though they had been together for less than a year, it seemed as if they had been together for a long time and were extremely familiar with each other.

Li Yuanrou raised her head in his arms. Xiao Luobai was looking at her with gentle eyes. A magical warmth surged in Li Yuanrou's heart again, and she smiled.

Xiao Luobai saw this and felt that her smile was like the spring breeze, rain and dew, which moistened everything silently, bringing all things back to life and making them full of vitality, which made him linger endlessly.

He tightened his hands around her waist and lifted her up so that they were eye-level.

Just by looking at him like this, Li Yuanrou's face turned red again. She was obviously not a young girl who had just begun to fall in love, but just by looking at him like this, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

They both said at the same time: "Does your leg hurt?"

After saying this, they were all stunned, and then they started laughing together.

Xiao Luobai stroked the back of her head with his big hand and pushed her face a little closer to him. He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead lightly with infinite deep love, just like last night, extremely gentle.

Humans are truly magical animals, with magical perceptions. He has been following his feelings over the years, constantly trying to get closer to her, and it turns out there is a reason for this.

He also wondered why he was so resistant to power and only wanted to integrate into the secular world. It turned out that she had died three times for him, each time due to their own identities and responsibilities.

Another time, he killed her for the sake of imperial power. She died, but he lived a hundred years, missing her for a hundred years...

The hundred years of longing in the mortal world was more than the thousand years of waiting in the divine world. It turned out that this was the reason why he never coveted the throne of Beiluo...

It’s already the fourth life…

She is really the one who is close to his heart...

Xiao Luobai's heart softened again, and he smiled and said, "My leg doesn't hurt anymore, it's healed now."

He kissed her forehead again, and asked softly, "Does your leg hurt? Is your waist sore?"

Li Yuanrou lowered her head and buried her face in his neck for a while, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt, nor is it sore... last night..."

She didn't raise her head because she was shy. It wasn't the first time, but for some reason her heart beat faster... and her face turned red.

In the past, when the two of them were together, they always played around and fought with each other, but there had never been anything like this time.

It was as if each of them was exploring each other deeply with caution, indulgence and restraint.

She is now too embarrassed to even say, "You were so gentle last night."

His Adam's apple moved against her cheek, and his deep and magnetic voice passed by her ears: "So, do you like it?"

Li Yuanrou felt her face getting hotter and hotter like wildfire, but she nodded and whispered honestly, "I like it."

She paused, as if she felt that the word "like" was too light and not enough to express her true feelings, so she started again: "I love you."

After she finished speaking, she felt that the three words "I love you" seemed too pale and insufficient to express her feelings. However, she had little education and could no longer make any promises heavier than Mount Tai. She only felt that she was willing to give her life and sacrifice everything for Xiao Luobai.

Then she spoke again: "I love you...I would die for you."

Xiao Luobai's heart trembled, and a ray of pain suddenly rose up, biting his heart fiercely. His hand unconsciously tightened the person in his arms again. His voice was soft, but with a slight rebuke: "Don't say that!"

She has died for him three times, so why does she still have such thoughts in this life? Xiao Luobai's heart was gripped.

He wanted to order her not to talk about death again, but when he opened his mouth, it was as if he was comforting and coaxing her. He sighed, "Never die for me, you must live well."

Li Yuanrou felt that she shouldn't continue this heavy topic. She was a little hungry and her body was a little sticky. The two of them had been too absorbed in sex last night and hadn't asked for water several times. Now she wanted to take a bath and eat at the same time, so she said, "It's almost noon. Let's get up. I'm hungry."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and her face immediately turned redder. She thought of Xiao Luobai's usual speaking style. If it was a situation like this, Xiao Luobai would definitely laugh and tease her, "You ate so much last night but you're still not full. It seems that your husband is not working hard enough."

However, this time Li Yuanrou was overthinking. Xiao Luobai was uncharacteristically so. He didn't even laugh. He just said in a gentle voice, "Okay."

Xiao Luobai even sat up and massaged her thigh considerately for a while, which made Li Yuanrou feel embarrassed. She kept whispering, "It's really not sore, stop massaging it."

Xiao Luobai had a smile on his face, his eyes filled with tenderness and love. Finally, after Li Yuanrou's repeated refusals, he loosened his hands that were massaging her legs.

He got dressed and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Daya and Qingfeng standing in the yard. Daya looked solemn, and Qingfeng was pacing around Daya anxiously, shouting, "Xiao Meng... Meng Meng..."

Xiao Luobai's face immediately fell. He knew there was someone in the yard. He noticed it the moment Daya entered the yard, but the feeling of knowing and seeing it with one's own eyes was different.

When Daya saw the door open, she trotted into the house. Qingfeng wanted to hold Daya, but Daya shook her hand away.

Xiao Luobai walked up to Qingfeng, who looked depressed, and took out a bunch of keys from his arms: "Take your woman to live in the courtyard in the east of the city. Don't go back to the princess's mansion for a while. Just treat it as a vacation for you."

Qing Feng drooped his head and stammered, "Xiao Meng definitely doesn't want to leave. I can't persuade her."

Xiao Luobai tried his best to control his urge to hit someone. He took back the key and took a deep breath: "In the Green Bamboo Garden, there is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brought back from the village. You can bring two jars back. At night, you two can drink together and get her drunk..."

Qing Feng muttered softly: "Isn't this taking advantage of someone's misfortune? This is too shameless and not what a gentleman would do..."

Xiao Luobai was furious. This was exactly what he did last night. He was teaching Qingfeng with good intentions, but he actually said that he was shameless?

Qing Feng felt the chill around him and immediately understood something. He quickly explained, "I mean, there must be a reason for drinking. If there is no reason, what if she doesn't drink?"

Xiao Luobai took another deep breath, and after a while he finally calmed down. He said patiently, "Just say that today is your mother's death anniversary, and you feel sad and want to drink. Ask her to drink with you."

He paused, then added cautiously, "Remember to act more serious and more grieving."

Qing Feng asked again in a low voice: "But I am an orphan. I don't have a mother."

Xiao Luobai's chest began to rise and fall violently. He took a deep breath again, but it didn't work. He took another deep breath, but it still didn't work. He was so angry that his face became more gloomy. He gnashed his teeth and whispered, "What's wrong with an orphan? Aren't orphans born by their mothers? Did you jump out of a crack in a stone?"

Qing Feng was confused and muttered, "But I don't know when my mother's death anniversary is. It probably won't be today."

Xiao Luobai finally couldn't help it. His anger had reached its peak, but he was afraid that his voice would be heard by the two people in the room. He suppressed his anger in great pain, lowered his voice and said angrily and hurriedly: "Just say what happened today. Would she find ways to find out when your mother's death anniversary is? If you say it's today, then it's today. Who would doubt these things? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? You have been with me for so long, why are you still so stupid, like a wooden stake? No wonder you can't even handle your own woman. Get out of here and don't hang around in front of me anymore. I get a headache when I see you."

Xiao Luobai rubbed his temple anxiously, but Qingfeng raised his head and stretched his neck to look into the house, saying, "But Xiaomeng..."

Xiao Luobai interrupted him angrily: "Xiao Meng, what Xiao Meng? Get lost!"