After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Li Zhong hesitated in the face of the Crown Prince's questioning, but still said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I... I know everything..."

Ouyang Jing frowned, becoming even more confused: "What do you know?"

Li Zhong lowered his head, not daring to look Ouyang Jing in the eye, and hesitantly said, "Your Highness, don't feel embarrassed. As long as you take good care of yourself, you will get better one day..."

Ouyang Jing's expression suddenly darkened, and he shouted coldly, "Speak human language!"

Li Zhong was so frightened that he quickly told everything he had heard.

Ouyang Jing's veins bulged, and his tone was icy, "Go get twenty sticks yourself, and get out."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhong hurriedly ran out of the study and bumped into Xie Mishuang who was carrying ginseng soup.

Li Zhong saw Xie Mishuang and bowed, saying, "Greetings to the Crown Princess."

Xie Mishuang nodded. When Li Zhong left, he glared at Qinghe behind her with resentment. Qinghe was confused by the glare.

At this time, Xie Mishuang gently pushed open the door of the study, and saw Ouyang Jing sitting at the desk with his hand on his forehead, looking very tired.

She walked lightly to Ouyang Jing's side and placed the ginseng soup in her hand on the table.

Ouyang Jing didn't seem to notice Xie Mishuang's arrival and still had his eyes closed.

Xie Mishuang looked at Ouyang Jing's profile. From his handsome sword-like eyebrows to his perfectly lined jaw, everything was as exquisite as a masterpiece of God, with a hint of softness in his coldness.

Even though it was very pleasing to the eyes, Xie Mishuang remained awake. Just as she was about to look away, Ouyang Jing suddenly opened his eyes. His slender phoenix eyes seemed to contain a vast galaxy, deep and charming.

Ouyang Jing looked at Xie Mishuang who was so close to him, a playful smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and his voice was low and magnetic: "My beloved concubine, are you peeking at me?"

Xie Mishuang was a little flustered by Ouyang Jing's sudden action. She quickly turned her eyes away and said calmly, "Your Highness, this is the ginseng soup I made myself. Drink it while it's hot."

Ouyang Jing's eyes fell on the ginseng soup on the table. He raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "My beloved, do you think I'm not doing well?"

"Ah?" Xie Mishuang was stunned and looked at Ouyang Jing in confusion. "Why do you say that, Your Highness?"

Ouyang Jing chuckled, a hint of self-mockery in his tone, "Now it's spread all over the palace that my waist is not in good condition. The Crown Princess even specially prepared a tonic and sent it to me. It seems that the rumor is true."

Xie Mishuang was immediately embarrassed. The news in this mansion spread very quickly and accurately. Even Ouyang Jing, who stayed in the study all day, knew about it.

"What? My beloved, don't you have anything to say?" Ouyang Jing looked at Xie Mishuang and asked with a smile.

Xie Mi rolled his eyes and decided to change the subject: "Your Highness, the ginseng soup will get cold if you don't drink it now."

Ouyang Jing looked at Xie Mishuang, and the smile on his face deepened a little: "It's okay if you want to drink alone, my beloved concubine can feed me."

Xie Mishuang was stunned again, looking at Ouyang Jing's deep eyes. Never mind, in order to go to the Ministry of Punishment tomorrow, just feed him!

Ouyang Jing looked at Xie Mishuang, opened his thin lips slightly, and said with a hint of teasing: "Sit here."

He patted his thigh and motioned Xie Mishuang to sit on it.

Xie Mishuang's cheeks instantly became hot. Before, he had forcefully dragged her onto his lap, and now he asked her to sit on it on her own initiative?

This, this, this... is too shameful!

Ouyang Jing looked at the rich changes in Xie Mishuang's expression, and did not urge her. He just looked at her quietly with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Xie Mishuang took a deep breath and told herself, isn't it just sitting on someone's thigh? What's the big deal?

She slowly stood up, walked to Ouyang Jing, and sat down stiffly.

However, Ouyang Jing did not hold her in his arms with his big hands as he did before, nor did he even rub her waist as he did before.

Xie Mishuang's back was straight, and she didn't dare to press her small buttocks completely on his thighs. Her calves also bore some of the force, so she sat a little shakily.

Ouyang Jing looked at Xie Mishuang's cautious appearance, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Xie Mishuang picked up the ginseng soup, scooped up a spoonful, blew it gently to his lips, and then slowly brought it to Ouyang Jing's mouth.

Ouyang Jing opened his mouth cooperatively, and the soup flowed into his mouth from the corners. His Adam's apple rolled, and he seemed to enjoy Xie Mishuang's service.

After Xie Mishuang fed the baby a mouthful, he felt relaxed as if he had completed the task, and continued to scoop up spoonfuls of ginseng soup with ease until he finished the last mouthful.

She was about to get up when Ouyang Jing's big hand held her waist tightly.

"What? My beloved concubine wants to run away after feeding you the ginseng soup?" Ouyang Jing's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of danger.

Xie Mishuang's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered, "Your Highness, the ginseng soup is finished..."

Ouyang Jing's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice became even hoarser: "I've finished drinking the ginseng soup. Do you want to experience its effects?"

His breathing gradually became heavy, and the hot breath sprayed on Xie Mishuang's ears, making her feel a tingling sensation in her ears.

Xie Mishuang looked at Ouyang Jing's handsome face which gradually became bigger, her heart pounding and her eyes slowly closed.

However, Ouyang Jing just touched the corner of her lips lightly and left.

Xie Mishuang opened her eyes and looked at Ouyang Jing in a daze.

But Ouyang Jing's lips were still very close, and she could touch them as long as she moved forward gently.

Is he waiting for her to take the initiative?

Xie Mishuang mustered up her courage, placed her small hands on his chest, closed her eyes, and suddenly stepped forward to offer her red lips.

A hint of a triumphant smile flashed in Ouyang Jing's eyes, and then he indulged in the kiss, which gradually deepened.

Outside the window, peach blossoms are falling, and inside the house, spring is in full swing.

The two of them struggled for a full quarter of an hour. When they separated, Xie Mishuang's hair was disheveled and half of her clothes had fallen off.

Ouyang Jing picked her up horizontally. Xie Mishuang breathed slightly, leaned quietly on his shoulder, and walked out of the study.

Qinghe had been guarding outside. When she saw the prince and the young lady being so intimate when they came out, she lowered her head and dared not look.

The prince only said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Prepare the bath water." After that, he strode towards the bedroom.

A few maids saw this from a distance and covered their mouths in shock, afraid that they would scream out loud.

Ouyang Jing gently placed Xie Mishuang on the bed. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, he felt itchy and wanted to finish what he hadn't finished yet...

Three hours later.

In the bathtub, Xie Mishuang soaked in the water to soothe her aching body. Thinking of how Ouyang Jing had treated her just now, she felt a surge of shame.

No, no, no, she had to stay calm. They were just newlyweds, and it was inevitable that they would experience some unknown things. She certainly couldn't assume that the prince really loved her because of this, that would be too naive.