Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Qingyao said provocatively, "I just won't go back to the phoenix couch, what can you do to me?"

Kangxi sighed helplessly, looked at Qingyao in front of him, and said lightly: "Qingqing, you and I know it very well, what can I do to you?"

Qingyao smiled provocatively and said, "You are helpless this time."

Kangxi's eyes passed over the sky that was already tinged with twilight, and he walked straight towards her. He picked her up gently and returned to the magnificent phoenix bed together.

"Oh, why did you suddenly pick me up?" Qingyao exclaimed, and her arms around his neck in panic.

Kangxi: "It's getting late, so it's time to rest."

Qingyao said softly, "Just go to sleep peacefully. I'm on the soft couch next to you and won't disturb you."

Kangxi: "Let's sleep together. Why sleep on a soft couch?"

Qingyao whispered, "I'm afraid you'll tear me to pieces."

Kangxi smiled faintly and gave a positive answer: "No, you can rest assured."

Qingyao complained, "I haven't even taken my hair off yet, and they're already rushing to carry me to bed."

Kangxi: "Yes, yes, what you said is correct."

Qingyao stood up from the bed, walked slowly to the dressing table, and sat down gracefully. She gently raised her hand, pulled the delicate hairpin out of her bun, and began to untie her long hair that looked like a waterfall.

Kangxi stared at her intently, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply in his heart.

Qingyao caught a glimpse of him in the bronze mirror. His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on her.

Kangxi: "My dear, are you not feeling well yet?" He looked at her.

Qingyao asked slowly, "Why are you in such a hurry?" Then, she elegantly picked up the ivory comb and gently combed her long hair like a waterfall.

Kangxi: "Okay, don't worry, we have enough time." He took off his outer robe easily and gently placed it on the shelf next to him. Then he took off his boots and lay comfortably on the phoenix couch.

Qingyao gently stroked her long hair and put the comb aside. She walked gracefully to the phoenix couch, sat gently on the edge of the bed, then took off her exquisite embroidered shoes and lay down comfortably.

Kangxi stood up gently, lowered the bed curtains gently, and then lay down quietly beside her.

Qingyao snuggled directly into his arms and rubbed against him gently, like a coquettish kitten.

Kangxi hugged her gently, his tone teasing: "Qingqing, it seems that you came to me willingly."

Qingyao responded playfully, "Oh, I didn't deliver myself to your door! You know, I'm used to sleeping in your warm embrace."

Kangxi: "Yes, Qingqing didn't come to me on her own." He turned over and pressed her under him. The bright yellow pajamas and the snow-white pajamas were tangled together and scattered on the ground.

The air was filled with faint moans of women and low gasps of men, as well as the faint sobbing of women.

Qingyao finally spoke, with a hint of annoyance in her tone: "You are such a jerk."

Kangxi said softly, "Yes, I am a bastard. Qingqing, please be patient for a while, and you will be fine soon."

Qingyao murmured, "No, I'm exhausted, please get up quickly."

Kangxi comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, my dear. It will be over soon."

Qingyao glared at the other person and shouted angrily: "You bastard!" But before she could finish her words, someone covered her mouth fiercely.

The room continued to echo with the faint moans of women and the low gasps of men, as well as the faint sobbing of women.

After a long time, the noise in the room gradually calmed down.