Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

"I've kept you busy for so long today. Did it disturb your work?" Ruan Chuyin asked tentatively.

Qin Guanzhi had once mentioned to her that the Crown Prince rose before dawn every day for morning reading, then assisted in government affairs, and could not go to bed until after midnight. His life was much harder than the other Crown Princes recorded in the classics of her previous world. Looking at his jade-like face, she sighed in admiration: Even with such a non-stop schedule, he didn't even have dark circles under his eyes. I envy him!

"Why, Crown Princess, don't you want me to stay here with you a little longer?" Jiang Wenzhou joked, his lips slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes. Ruan Chuyin suddenly became flustered and shook her head guiltily: "No, no, I'm just worried that you have too many things on your plate and will be even busier later."

Now they were a couple in name only, so even if they really wanted to kick him out, they wouldn't dare to say it. The whole house was a gift from his father, so how could he not let his son stay a little longer?

After hearing what she said, Jiang Wenzhou's complexion obviously improved, and even his eyes were smiling, like a pool of melted spring water, rippling with charming charm.

After dinner, he showed no intention of leaving, which made Ruan Chuyin completely panicked.

At the hour of You, the sky at Hongmei Villa was dyed with a warm orange color.

Lanterns were hung high under the eaves, and red candles were lit in the courtyard. The surroundings were shimmering with golden light, and everything seemed so peaceful and comfortable.

Jiang Wenzhou had been sitting at his desk reading intently since he finished his dinner. It was quiet, and the only sound in the room was the crisp sound of pages turning.

His spine was straight, he sat upright, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and he reminded Ruan Chuyin of what Zhu Xi had written: "When reading, one must tidy up the desk, make it clean and straight, place the books neatly, straighten one's body, face the book, carefully and slowly read the words, and read it clearly and distinctly."

Jiang Wenzhou is now posing in the posture described by his father.

Her long gaze swept towards him, her white clothes glowing with a faint golden glow in the setting sun, her bright facial features became softer, exuding an incomparable sense of intimacy.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his star-like eyes and smiled in the direction of the person being watched. At that moment, Ruan Chuyin felt only the blazing green mountains, the distant stars, and the Milky Way setting in the sky.

Their eyes met, and she quickly turned her head to look at the red plum blossoms in the yard.

The sound of my heartbeat was rumbling. At this moment, only I could hear it clearly.

Jiang Wenzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and retracted his gaze, continuing to focus on the erotic picture in his hand.

What I once despised now seems extremely precious.

This book, also known as "Secret Play Pictures," originally consisted of only twelve pictures, but later expanded to thirty-six. Two years ago, it was revised and expanded to one hundred and eight. The poses are illustrated and covered extensively, and it's safe to say that no other book in Dayong is more comprehensive than the one he has. However, its essence is far more difficult to grasp than martial arts, and after nearly an hour of reading, I still haven't grasped the key.

"Princess, the hot soup is ready."

At that moment, two beautiful middle-aged women came through the door. Ruan Chuyin recognized them as the two court ladies who had dressed her on her wedding day: Le Wen and Lan Bing. Alarm bells immediately went off in her head.

"Crown Princess, don't you recognize us?" Le Wen jokingly asked. Today, the beauty wore a rouge-colored dress, untouched by makeup, yet still as radiant as a lotus, charming and alluring. Recalling the icy beauty he had admired while grooming her that day, he immediately winked at Lan Bing, and the two of them immediately surrounded her.

"It's still early, why don't I wash myself later?" The alarm in Ruan Chuyin's head became louder and louder, and she repeatedly declined them.

"Princess, the water temperature is just right now. It will be cold if you go in soon. The bathing pool in the courtyard is large, you can even swim a couple of laps in it."

Is it a bath like an indoor swimming pool?

Her heart skipped a beat. As expected of a royal villa, everything about it instantly killed every "no" in her mind. So, mindful of her daily routine, she finally followed the two ladies-in-waiting, even though she didn't want to.

The entire bathing pool is made of white marble. It is ten meters long and five meters wide, and you can indeed swim several laps in it.

I walked in barefoot, the water was over my waist.

Ruan Chuyin looked at the pool full of hot water and once again marveled at the royal luxury.

The two ladies-in-waiting couldn't wait to help her bathe. Four delicate hands began to rub her delicate body without any hesitation.

It was a little itchy, but—she could bear it.

"Princess, your skin is so tender you could squeeze it to release water. We're afraid we'll hurt you by rubbing it like this," Le Wen said as he added two more bottles of perfume to the water. This one smelled different from the last one he'd given her; the fragrance was very faint, but the amazing thing was that the water seemed to have gotten warmer.

Today, they scrubbed themselves quickly, taking only half an incense stick of time. She seemed unsatisfied, so she said softly, "Madams, I'd like to soak for a while longer by myself."

When Le Wen and Lan Bing heard that the Crown Princess used more intimate addresses in front of them, they were immediately delighted. They added two more buckets of hot water to the pool and retreated.

Ruan Chuyin completely submerged herself in the water, her dark hair spreading out, soft and flowing, like willow branches gracefully dancing. Weaving through the azure waves, her perfect curves were on full display. Every swing of her arms, every dive, every splash of water was filled with supreme beauty.

The moment it breaks out of the water, the waves surge. Crystal clear water droplets slide over the proud curves, flowing gracefully, exuding an irresistible and ultimate temptation.

On the bank of the pool, a tall figure stared at the magnificent scenery in front of him with a deep gaze.

The jade belt around her waist fell down and she slowly walked down the steps.

Ruan Chuyin wiped the water droplets from her face, and when she opened her eyes again, she had bumped into a wall of hot flesh.

In horror, a big hand firmly pinched her slender waist.

"Jiang...wen...zhou!"

A loud and inappropriate cry made her lower her head in shame, but the next moment she showed an even more horrified expression.

When she raised her head suddenly, her narrow and long starry eyes were faintly scarlet, with a smile she had never seen before: three parts laziness, three parts evil and the remaining four parts lust.

She was answered by a familiar chuckle and a strong force covering her soft waist.

The strong arms held the two of them tightly together, and the soft touch made Jiang Wenzhou's eyes darken even deeper.

Ruan Chuyin was so shocked that she froze, not daring to move. To her surprise, the man remained motionless, just staring at her quietly, his eyes full of fire.