Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Shen Yunheng turned around slowly, his eyes burning with desire, his black eyes were deep, and his black eyes were as heavy as a knocked-over black butterfly.

A low, hoarse voice escaped from his lips and teeth, revealing a hint of danger. "Do you know what you are saying?"

Meng Tingyue's throat moved slightly, and she forced herself to swallow a slight throbbing. She nodded randomly in panic, her eyes fixed on Shen Yunheng, without moving.

"I know."

They are husband and wife now, so what can't they do?

"Your Highness, is this... not possible?"

There was a hint of doubt and hesitation in Meng Tingyue's tone.

Although the prince suffers from mania, it shouldn't affect his abilities in that area.

While Meng Tingyue was daydreaming, a pair of big hands suddenly fell on her shoulders.

There was surprise in her eyes, her vision was spinning, and her whole body sank into the soft bedding.

She raised her eyes and met a pair of dark eyes filled with lust, and a trace of fear emerged in her heart.

"I will make you regret what I said tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Meng Tingyue to react, Shen Yunheng leaned over and tightly sealed the red lips that were about to utter words.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Meng Tingyue felt as if her breath had been completely robbed, and she seemed to be in chaos.

At the same time, a large hand slowly moved over her body, causing waves of tremors wherever it passed.

The clothes on her body were quietly taken off, Meng Tingyue's eyes and heart trembled slightly as she felt the warmth of the palm falling on her body.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape.

The light gauze curtain slowly fell down, and the faint light of the red candle added a bit of haziness as it swayed.

It's dawn all night.

A fair arm inadvertently emerged from behind the veil, the skin was as white as snow, dotted with red marks.

Meng Tingyue murmured softly, her eyes slowly opened, and through the gaps in the gauze, she caught the mottled light and shadow of the sunlight outside the window shining through the delicate window lattice.

As her consciousness gradually became clearer, the memories of last night came flooding back, and her cheeks instantly turned crimson.

She subconsciously pulled the quilt over her face to cover up her shame and regret.

She really shouldn't have provoked the prince on impulse.

Isn’t the prince capable?

The prince is very capable!

Meng Tingyue was filled with shame and anger. She clenched her fists and gently hit her head, wishing she could go back to yesterday and hit herself to wake herself up.

As soon as Shen Yunheng came home from court, he went to Tingyuxuan.

"Is the Crown Princess awake?" he asked softly, with an imperceptible tenderness in his tone.

"Your Highness, the Crown Princess has not yet woken up."

"I'll go in and take a look."

As the voices outside faded, the sound of a door opening was heard.

Meng Tingyue immediately pulled the quilt to her head and covered it, trying to hide the illusion that she was not awake yet.

Shen Yunheng slowly moved to the bedside, lightly lifted a corner of the gauze curtain with his fingers, and his eyes gently fell on the person who covered herself tightly inside, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's almost noon. There's some porridge warming up in the kitchen. You were too tired yesterday. Get up and eat some first, or you'll be hungry and uncomfortable."

Meng Tingyue gently tugged at the corner of the quilt, revealing only a pair of bright eyes filled with shyness and timidity. She avoided Shen Yunheng's fiery gaze and just nodded randomly.

Then he hurriedly pulled the quilt over his head to cover his entire face.

Her voice sounded a little muffled through the quilt, "Yeah, I understand."

Shen Yunheng felt a surge of tenderness when he saw this, and he said softly, "I'll go take care of some government affairs first, and I'll come back to have dinner with you later."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Meng Tingyue had no intention of coming out, Shen Yunheng stood up and quietly left the room.

Meng Tingyue could vaguely hear him walking out of the room and whispering instructions to the maid outside.

She slowly pulled back the quilt, revealing her slightly relaxed face, and let out a soft breath.

At this time, Nanny Qin and Qingdian led several maids into the house.

The smell in the house had long since dissipated, replaced by a fresh and elegant incense that was relaxing and pleasant.

Meng Tingyue let Nanny Qin and Qingdian help her dress up.

Qingdian's gaze inadvertently swept across the faint red marks on her skin, and her cheeks turned red. Her eyes flickered and she dared not look directly at her.

Nanny Qin's eyes sparkled with deep joy. She sighed, "Seeing the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince so loving and harmonious, I've finally let go of my worries. I have no regrets in this life."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue's eyes once again showed a hint of shyness, and she called out softly, "Mammy!" There was a bit of coquettishness and helplessness in her voice.

Nanny Qin chuckled, as if seeing through her thoughts, and cleverly changed the subject: "The kitchen has specially prepared some nourishing soups. Crown Princess, you must drink more later to replenish your body."

Meng Tingyue said nothing, just nodded slightly, and the blush on her cheeks became more and more obvious.

She gazed at her reflection in the bronze mirror, tenderness flowing between her brows, and a hint of charm inadvertently emanated from her every move.

After looking for a while, I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and quickly looked away.

Stepping onto the bluestone path leading to the dining hall, Meng Tingyue's cheeks still had a lingering blush, as beautiful as delicate peach blossoms in the morning light.

It was not until she stepped into the house that the blush caused by embarrassment gradually faded away when she saw the annoying guy in the house, and was replaced by a barely noticeable coldness.

"Niece, you are finally here." Meng Dongliang came forward with a warm smile on his face, as if the disagreement yesterday had never happened.

Meng Tingyue nodded dignifiedly and sat down, her tone somewhat polite, "Uncle, did you sleep well last night?"

Meng Dongliang nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face, "Okay, okay, okay."

"My niece looks healthy. I guess she slept well last night."

Meng Tingyue's heart couldn't help but ripple. Recalling the twists and turns of last night, a barely perceptible panic flashed across her eyes.

Meng Dongliang didn't notice the panic in her eyes. His attention was deeply attracted by the dark figure who walked into the room.

"My nephew is here."

From the moment Shen Yunheng stepped through the threshold, his eyes never left the beautiful figure. He just nodded slightly in response to Meng Dongliang's greeting and then sat down.

Meng Dongliang was completely unaware of this and only felt that the prince was noble and taciturn.

At this time, the maids moved nimbly around the house, placing plates of exquisite dishes on the table.

When the dazzling and fragrant dishes were served, they instantly captured Meng Dongliang's attention.

He became more and more certain that the servants had lied to him this morning.

What do you mean the Prince’s Mansion has no money? Can you eat such delicacies without money?

At the same time, the richness of the meal also surprised Meng Tingyue, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.