On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Sima Chunlei was suddenly startled, and all sleepiness disappeared instantly. Her heart suddenly rose to her throat. She subconsciously wanted to struggle and shout.

"Chun'er, you played the song very well."

A familiar voice came.

Sima Chunlei turned her head and saw the person clearly in the dim moonlight.

It turned out to be Lin Zhen, the person he had been thinking about day and night.

That familiar and heart-beating face was like a ray of light, instantly dispelling the fear in her heart and replacing it with endless surprise and peace of mind.

Her eyes suddenly became moist, and crystal tears burst out uncontrollably, slowly sliding down her cheeks: "Husband..."

Seeing this, Lin Zhen felt filled with pity.

He leaned forward slightly, kissed away the tears on her cheeks, and patted her back with his big hands, whispering softly, "Chun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Zhen's voice was full of concern and affection.

Sima Chunlei choked up, her voice filled with a hint of grievance and coquettishness: "I thought my husband would not come."

The expectation and loss in those words seemed particularly clear in this quiet night.

Lin Zhen sighed softly, hugged her tighter, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said gently, "Your husband is indeed busy with trivial matters, but I am always thinking of you. So, I came here as soon as I had time."

When Sima Chunlei heard these heartwarming words, she turned over suddenly, wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Zhen's neck, and stretched one of her beautiful legs between his knees, pinning his legs against the bed, as if she wanted to use all her strength to melt herself into his arms.

She was wearing loose underwear, and when she hugged Lin Zhen, her delicate little feet gently rubbed Lin Zhen's ankles. It was not known whether she was seducing him or simply feeling her lover's body temperature.

After a long moment, Sima Chunlei, still hiding in Lin Zhen's neck, said in a sweet voice, "My husband, do you know? My greatest wish was to ascend to the throne of empress. This way, I could pave a glorious path for the Sima family, making them a top-tier family in the Daqian Dynasty, and highly respected."

Her voice was soft but powerful, and every word carried her expectations for her family and her own ambitions.

Lin Zhen nodded silently, and ripples appeared in his heart.

He suddenly realized that he was always busy running around and had never been able to calm down and talk to the beauty in his arms.

A hint of guilt flashed across his eyes, but more of it was pity for Sima Chunlei.

Sima Chunlei paused, raised her head, and looked straight at Lin Zhen: "But now it's different. After going through so many things, I gradually understand that all the glory, wealth, and supreme power are not even one ten-thousandth of what my husband means to me. I don't want to be the queen anymore. I just want to be your woman, even if it's just an ordinary woman. I will stay by your side and eat simple meals every day. I am willing to do that."

As she spoke, her eyes became slightly red again, and the deep affection in her eyes seemed to drown Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen's heart warmed. He raised his hand and gently patted Sima Chunlei's beautiful back. He held her thighs and began to stroke them up and down, as if comforting a wounded deer. He said softly, "Silly girl, you are destined to be the mother of the country. No one else is qualified to be the queen."

Sima Chunlei nodded gently, tears of emotion gleaming in her eyes. She buried her head in Lin Zhen's neck again, her warm breath spraying on his skin. With a hint of trepidation, she asked, "My husband, will you blame me for being too snobbish?"

Lin Zhen shook his head slightly, his lips curled up in a doting smile. "How could that be? Everyone has their own pursuits and dreams. As long as you pursue them with your own efforts and in an upright manner, how can you be considered snobbish? What I value is your commitment and sense of responsibility to the family."

Sima Chunlei couldn't help but smile foolishly when she heard this, and she hugged Lin Zhen's hands tightly with a little more strength.

How long had it been? How long had it been since the two of them had hugged each other so quietly?

No evil thoughts, no ideas, and the whole body is relaxed.

At this time, the moonlight was like water, pouring in through the window, giving the room a layer of silvery glow.

Sima Chunlei seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to the door and shouted, "Xueqi, quickly tell the kitchen to prepare some wine and food. I want to have a couple of drinks with my husband."

"Okay, I happen to be a little hungry."

Lin Zhen smiled and nodded, and the two of them stood up and walked towards the dining table hand in hand.

Sima Chunlei moved lightly with her lotus steps, her underwear swaying gently with her steps, faintly revealing her slender and straight legs, her skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade.

Walking to the table, she sat down lightly sideways, slightly bent one leg, and gently placed her snow-white feet on the chair next to her. Her toes were round and cute, like pearls.

At this moment, Lin Zhen seemed to understand Lu Dehao.

Because Sima Chunlei's feet are really beautiful and very ornamental.

Among his many wives and concubines, Sima Chunlei was not the most outstanding.

Her breasts were not as magnificent as Murong Yan's; her legs were not as long as Liu Miaoyan's; and her looks were not as good as Qingxia's.

But Lin Zhen didn't know why, she also held an important position in his heart.

After a while, Xueqi skillfully arranged the wine and food.

Sima Chunlei picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tempting beef, and gently passed it to Lin Zhen's mouth. Her eyes were full of tenderness, and she said softly: "Husband, this is a new dish made by the palace chef. Please try it."

After Lin Zhen opened his mouth to eat, she picked up the wine glass and fed him wine herself, with such a focused look, as if there was nothing else important in the world.

Lin Zhen's heart was filled with tenderness, and he could no longer hold back. He reached out and gently picked up Sima Chunlei, letting her sit on his lap.

Sima Chunlei's cheeks flushed instantly, her legs hung naturally, and she rubbed Lin Zhen's legs with her toes intentionally or unintentionally. The delicate touch made her heart flutter.

Lin Zhen picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his eyes never leaving Sima Chunlei's face. He said softly, "Chun'er, I'm sorry for putting you through this these days, but Daqian is currently undergoing a transformation unseen in a century, and many things require my personal attention. So, if you ever miss me, or feel tired or annoyed, go out for a walk, take a look around, or travel south. I'll send the Tiger Guards to protect you."

"Can I still leave the palace?"

"Of course, when did I ever restrict your freedom?"

"Freedom..." Sima Chunlei had never thought of this word.

The Three Obediences and Four Virtues tightly bound the women of Daqian, so how could there be any talk of freedom?

It can only be heard from the unruly Lin Zhen.

But as she thought about it, Sima Chunlei's little face became lonely again.

"Alas, forget it. There are a lot of things going on in the harem. If I am not here to keep things under control, those concubines who want to rise to higher positions will definitely rebel."

"It's not that serious, is it?"

"Yes! My husband doesn't understand women at all. Those concubines were sent here by ministers. They all want to gain my husband's favor and advance their family. To achieve this, they can do anything."

Lin Zhen had a good idea at first, which was to sleep with all the concubines in the harem.

But when that time really came, I no longer had the mind to do so.

It's not the quantity of women that matters, but the quality. A trustworthy lover is more valuable than a hundred concubines.

Lin Zhen smiled and placed his hand on her leg, slowly moving it through her panties, pinching her from time to time: "It seems you have to protect yourself too."

"Don't worry, my husband. No one can challenge my position, so they won't dare to act recklessly. Moreover, the maids and eunuchs in the harem must obey my orders. Even if they want to trip me up, it's useless."

"It's better to be careful. Right now, the Xuanhe Sect and the Hade Sect are both trying to turn the capital into a battlefield for their own interests. Even the palace isn't very safe. I suggest that you and Zhen'er sleep in Yan'er's bedroom from now on. I'll send Yanyan in to protect you. That way, Murong Wushe can watch over the outside, and Yanyan will be inside. Even if those thieves are extremely powerful, they won't be able to harm you. Once the storm has died down, we can go back to business as usual."

"Okay~ I'll listen to my husband~ Come on, open your mouth, ah~~"

Lin Zhen avoided the vegetables Sima Chunlei fed him and bit her red lips directly.

Sima Chunlei responded fiercely, as if she wanted to fill Lin Zhen's stomach with her sweet saliva.

After a long kiss, Sima Chunlei's cheeks became more rosy, like a ripe peach, and her eyes were sparkling, full of intoxication and tenderness.

She leaned in Lin Zhen's arms, her fingers gently drawing circles on his chest, and murmured, "Husband, I still want a child."

"Yes, I want it badly."

"But my stomach hasn't moved. When I went to the palace that day, I secretly asked the Immortal Sun to check it. There's nothing wrong..."

As she spoke, Sima Chunlei looked at Lin Zhen, her eyes teasing yet evasive.

Lin Zhen's face was furious. He pinched her breasts with one hand and said, "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with your husband?!"

"Ah! No, no, that's not what I meant."

"Okay, it seems you really mean it. Then let's see who has the problem tonight!"

After saying that, Lin Zhen picked up Sima Chunlei, threw her on the bed, and pounced on her.

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