On the day of my tragic death, I was reborn and married to the Regent

Jiang Nian's hand trembled and he quickly pulled it back.

She seemed to hear King Yan chuckle.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'd like to trouble Niannian to help me undress."

This was the second time the King of Yan called her that, but this time, it added a bit of charm.

Jiang Nian slowly reached out to untie his belt. The Prince of Yan was now only wearing his inner garment, and the belt was easy to untie. With a gentle pull, his waist was exposed.

Jiang Nian quickly averted her gaze. Even if she had lived two lifetimes, she would still be shy.

Prince Yan finished what she hadn't finished. He said nothing and remained very calm, but the look he gave her seemed to ignite her.

Prince Yan held her in his arms and kissed her passionately again. Unlike before, this kiss was overbearing and fierce, just like his image in public.

Clothes were thrown all over the floor. Jiang Nian couldn't help but make a sound and climbed onto his shoulders.

The slightly cool touch was like a flame, burning all over the body, and wherever it reached, it was like red plum blossoms falling in the snow.

She felt like meat on a chopping board, being tossed over and over without any room for resistance, with only the breathing of the two men in her ears.

In the dim light, Prince Yan seemed to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't hear what he said.

Before falling asleep, she had only one thought: the rumors were indeed not credible.

When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Nian took a long time to react before she remembered that she was already married.

She turned over and was obviously feeling uncomfortable, but it should have been cleaned up. The discomfort she said was not discomfort from sweating.

She tried to get up, but as soon as she moved, a hand reached out from her side, picked her up, and pulled the quilt to surround them both.

Jiang Nian simply leaned in his arms. King Yan asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Nian curled his lips: "If I say yes, will His Highness change?"

not talking anymore.

It seems that it will not change.

The bed curtains had not been lifted yet, so I couldn't see outside clearly. Just as I was about to reach out to grab the curtains, I saw marks on my arm.

What a beast.

I lifted it up and took a look. It was dawn.

Jiang Nian was still a little sleepy, his head buried in Prince Yan's arms, and he murmured, "Your Highness, shouldn't we get up?"

"Ah."

Prince Yan got off the bed first, and only then did Jiang Nian see the fresh scratches on his body.

Was it all her doing?

I looked down at her nails. It turned out that she had just grown them a couple of days ago to dye them red.

Jiang Nian didn't say anything, pretending not to see it. He lifted the quilt and got up to put on his clothes.

She was fine in bed, but just as she was about to stand up, her legs felt so weak that they didn't seem like her own.

He stumbled and fell straight forward.

Prince Yan was quick to grab her and put her on the bed, then quickly pulled the quilt over her.

Jiang Nian looked at the King of Yan and complained, "Your Highness has no sympathy for women."

King Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and Jiang Nian became obedient after just one glance.

Forgive her, she really can't come again.

Prince Yan put on his clothes, brought new clothes from the bathing room, and slowly put them on her.

After finally helping her to her feet, Prince Yan pulled her hand over and put it around his waist to support her.

This action instantly reminded her of last night, when he had also pulled her hand to his waist and then down...

Jiang Nian's face turned red instantly and he shook his head, unable to think about it anymore.

He stood up by holding onto the table, nudged Prince Yan, and asked, "Your Highness, have we missed the time to pay our respects to the palace?"

Just now she thought it was still morning, but now looking out, it was probably past noon.

"It's okay, you don't have to go if you don't like it."

"Really?"

"Ah."

After hearing what Prince Yan said, Shen Qingtang immediately felt relieved. If he had any problems in the future, he could just go to him and settle them.

Baozhu and Amber brought in water, helped her wash up, and then set the table for dinner.

Prince Yan washed her hands and wiped them clean before helping her to the table.

But after taking two steps, he stopped and said aggrievedly: "It hurts."

King Yan carried the person over, and Jiang Nian smiled.

She finally understood that the King of Yan was really tolerant of her, but she didn't know where his bottom line was.

He appears cold and serious, but sometimes he would joke with her.

People outside say that he is vicious, cruel, cold and intimidating, but that is not entirely true. At least the King of Yan she knows is not like that.

After dinner, Jiang Nian didn't want to move anymore. Prince Yan seemed to be very free and stayed with her the whole time.

Jiang Nian said sensibly, "If your Highness has something to do, go ahead and do it. You don't have to accompany me."

Now she didn't want to go anywhere in her current state. If she hadn't looked closely just now, she would have suspected that it was broken.

"Today is our first wedding day, where do you want me to go?"

"Isn't Your Highness very busy on weekdays?"

King Yan carried her to the low couch, covered her with a blanket, turned around and went out. After a while, he came back with the medicine bottle in his hand.

Jiang Nian quickly gathered the blanket around him and asked, "What is your highness going to do?"

"It doesn't hurt? Let me see."

Jiang Nian quickly curled up and refused to look at it, even if he was beaten to death!

Prince Yan grabbed her ankles through the blanket and pulled her towards him: "Be good and listen."

Jiang Nian just refused, but King Yan didn't force him. He picked him up and held him in his arms.

Then, Jiang Nian heard the following words.

"You told the King of Jin that day that you had no close relationship with me. Will you still say that in the future?"

After a moment of shock, Jiang Nian reacted and his eyes widened.

How did he say this...?

I said that back then mainly to deceive the King of Jin, and I didn't think it was wrong. But hearing it from the King of Yan today, it's really...

"What? Was I right?" King Yan asked indifferently.

Jiang Nian quickly explained: "I lied to him about all that. I didn't mean it. Your Highness, please believe me."

He really heard what was said that day.

After a long while, the King of Yan spoke again: "Well, of course I believe Niannian."

As he said this, he was about to lift up her clothes to check the situation.

Even though they had been like that yesterday, Jiang Nian still couldn't accept it. He quickly grabbed his hand that was constantly trying to reach in: "Your Highness, can you... call my maid in?"

The King of Yan is really...

He looked cold, but who knew he could be so direct?

Prince Yan sighed slightly, kissed her suddenly, lingered on her lips for a long time, panting, and then left. As soon as he left, Baozhu and Amber came in.

"girl."

Jiang Nian asked hurriedly: "How?"

"Miss, we talked to several of His Highness's lieutenants yesterday, but we didn't get anything out of them," Baozhu replied.

Amber also shook her head. "They are very cautious, and we dare not ask too much, for fear of revealing the truth." After a pause, she continued, "Miss, why don't you ask His Highness directly? His Highness likes you and will definitely help."

Jiang Nian also thought about asking King Yan, but this was not a trivial matter after all. She was afraid that King Yan would not only refuse to agree, but would also regard her as an accomplice and implicate her family.

She admitted that Prince Yan treated her very well and she could be unrestrained in front of him, but there had to be a limit. Prince Yan could tolerate her willfulness, coquettishness and ignorance of rules, but that was a crime punishable by the extermination of her entire clan, and she did not dare to take the risk.