After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the woman's unique fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, making his Adam's apple roll unconsciously and his breathing become a little heavy.

Xie Mishuang seemed to hear his heavier breathing, and her pretty face suddenly flushed. She raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze fell on his sexy Adam's apple. Inexplicably, a strange feeling spread in her heart.

The atmosphere gradually heated up and ambiguity flowed between the two.

At this moment, Ouyang Jing suddenly spoke: "It's my beloved concubine's turn now."

Xie Mishuang was stunned, raised his eyes and asked in confusion: "What?"

Ouyang Jing looked at her confused eyes, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course it's for me to undress."

Upon hearing this, Xie Mishuang was so embarrassed that she quickly stood up and stammered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty feels that it is still early and I am not too sleepy yet. Why don't we... why don't we eat something?"

Ouyang Jing looked at her flustered expression, chuckled, stood up and walked to her side, stretched out his long arms, and wrapped her around his legs. His low voice rang in her ears: "That's right, my beloved concubine and I haven't drunk the wedding wine yet, so there's no rush."

Xie Mishuang was held in his arms, her hands subconsciously wrapped around his neck, her eyes fell on the two wine glasses neatly placed on the red cloth table, and her mind suddenly went blank.

She could say anything else, but she had to talk about eating!

Xie Mi rolled her eyes and said playfully, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told me not to drink anymore."

Ouyang Jing looked at her cunning appearance, his eyes darkened a little, and his low voice was full of temptation: "Today is different. Only after drinking this wedding wine can the ceremony be considered complete."

After saying that, he picked up a cup of wedding wine and handed it to her.

Xie Mishuang had no choice but to take the wine glass, and their hands touched in mid-air.

The wedding wine had a light sweet taste when it entered her mouth, but it made Xie Mishuang's cheeks turn red instantly, her eyes became blurred, and her red lips slightly opened.

Ouyang Jing looked at her seductive appearance and could no longer bear it. He lowered his head and bit her sweet and tempting red lips.

"Well……"

Xie Mishuang cried out in pain, but the sound was drowned out by Ouyang Jing's passionate lips.

Where is the abstinent prince?

As the prince invaded her crazily, she gradually mustered up the courage to respond. The two of them pressed tightly together through their clothes, and the prince's hands began to wander restlessly around her waist.

Although there was clothing between them, she could still feel the scorching heat coming from his palm, which made her feel as if she had been electrocuted, and her blood was about to freeze.

After a while, Ouyang Jing finally released his lips and whispered in her ear, "My beloved, your waist is very soft. I like it very much."

Xie Mishuang's ears turned pink when she heard this, which was very tempting.

Ouyang Jing couldn't hold back any longer and carried her to the wedding bed.

"Your Highness, could you please be a little gentler?" Xie Mishuang shyly pushed away.

Ouyang Jing's wolf-like eyes softened in an instant, and then they spent a night of passion together.

Xie Mishuang's proud figure finally made Ouyang Jing unable to stop, and the gentle action he had promised turned into a violent storm.

Until the next morning...

Xie Mishuang woke up in a daze, and there was no one beside her pillow. She felt a little empty in her heart.

Could it be that she has fallen in love with the prince?

No, it was just driven by desire. Everything that happened last night was just a natural progression.

Xie Mishuang tried to stand up, but found that her legs were shaking. It was the aftereffects of her...

Then she asked Qinghe to come in and help her wash and dress. According to the rules, she had to visit her mother-in-law, the Queen, early this morning.

When Qing He was combing Xie Mi Shuang's hair, she saw the red mark on her neck and asked in confusion, "Miss, what happened?"

Xie Mishuang looked in the mirror and saw the mark on her neck. Thinking back to Ouyang Jing's madness last night, her face flushed instantly.

No, she could no longer have any illusions about Ouyang Jing.

"It must be a mosquito bite. Please help me cover it with something. I can't lose my manners when meeting the Queen." Xie Mishuang said to Qinghe while pretending to be calm.

Qinghe nodded woodenly. She was inexperienced and didn't know what was going on, so she believed whatever the young lady said.

Xie Mishuang faced the bronze mirror and let Qinghe apply makeup on her face.

"Miss, you look so beautiful today. I'm afraid no one in this capital can match your beauty." Qinghe couldn't help but admire her while dressing her.

"You are just sweet-talking." Xie Mishuang smiled faintly, but her eyes drifted towards the door involuntarily.

From the bridal chamber to the gate of the mansion, the carved beams and painted buildings, rockery and flowing water along the way are breathtakingly beautiful.

But Xie Mishuang had no intention of appreciating it.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Qinghe followed her gaze but saw nothing.

"Nothing." Xie Mishuang withdrew his gaze, but a sense of loss arose in his heart that he himself had not even noticed.

Why hasn't he shown up yet?

As soon as this thought came up, Xie Mishuang quickly suppressed it.

What does it have to do with her whether he shows up or not?

"Let's go. Don't keep the Queen waiting for too long." Xie Mishuang took a deep breath and walked out holding Qinghe's hand.

As soon as I reached the gate of the courtyard, I saw a gorgeously decorated sedan parked there.

Xie Mishuang paused, a sense of anticipation inexplicably welling up in his heart.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Qinghe asked in confusion when she saw her stop.

"Nothing, let's go." Xie Mishuang shook her head, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, bent down and entered the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was slowly lifted up, and Xie Mishuang's heart was hanging in the air.

At this moment, the curtain of the sedan chair was suddenly lifted, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Ouyang Jing was dressed in bright yellow official attire for the crown prince, with a jade crown on his head. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was extremely handsome.

How did he get into the sedan?

Xie Mishuang widened her eyes in surprise and for a moment she forgot to react.

"My beloved, you seem surprised to see me?" Ouyang Jing looked at her with a playful smile on his face.

"No way, Your Highness is overthinking it." Xie Mishuang came to his senses and quickly denied it.

How could she forget that he still had to attend the morning court?

What on earth is going on in my head?

Ouyang Jing looked at her shy appearance, and wanted to tease her even more. He patted the empty seat beside him and said softly, "Come here."

Xie Mishuang hesitated for a moment, but still sat down obediently.

As a result, the carriage had already started to move, and she lost her balance and almost fell.

The next second, a big hand held her in its arms.

"My beloved, weren't you satisfied last night?" Ouyang Jing whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible hint of teasing.

Xie Mishuang felt her ears burning, and she suddenly came to her senses. She pushed him away and said calmly, "Your Highness, please don't tease me again. I just didn't sleep well. Don't think too much."

Ouyang Jing found her panic quite amusing, but he didn't expose her. Instead, his smile deepened as he explained, "There have been frequent floods in various places recently, and the court is very busy. My beloved concubine, please don't blame me for leaving without saying goodbye this morning."