Marrying the Crown Prince

Li Ziyan stepped in, and the first thing he saw was a chaise lounge, with Zhou Zhou wrapped in a fox fur coat beside it.

Her hair was loose and draped down, and she had removed her rouge and face powder, leaving her without any makeup. As a result, the gentleness that naturally graced her face became even more apparent.

Li Ziyan walked over cautiously.

But sometimes it's strange how things work out; the more careful you are, the more likely you are to make a mistake.

So, his wide sleeves accidentally brushed against the pen holder next to him.

The pen holder fell over on the desk with a dull thud.

Zhou Zhou opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him blankly, "Your Highness?"

What? You think Donghe didn't clean properly? So you're going to clean it yourself?

Li Ziyan coughed lightly, straightened the pen holder, and asked, "Was today successful?"

When this was mentioned, Zhou Zhou got excited.

She sat up slightly, then leaned back against the cushions. "She's a really nice girl. Su Ye has struck gold."

"You'd guess this is the first time you've ever described the couple like this."

"Actually, they are quite a good match."

Zhou Zhou looked over innocently, her eyes wide and round, pure and lovely.

Li Ziyan couldn't stand her like this, so he reached out and covered her eyes.

"Hmph," Zhou Zhou reached out and pulled the man's hand down, taking his hand and gesturing for him to sit instead of standing.

Old Gao, standing there you have to crane your neck to look at him, it's really uncomfortable.

Unaware of her true thoughts, Li Ziyan assumed it was a sincere invitation from the beautiful woman.

Given that, how could he refuse?

After he sat down next to him, Zhou Zhou also adjusted his posture—sitting up straight.

Zhou Zhou squeezed his hand and asked, "Let's not talk about me anymore. How did your conversation with Young Master Qi go?"

Li Ziyan looked down at the hands that were playing with her own. These hands were slender and fair, without any excess flesh, and the skin looked smooth.

But he knew that Zhou Zhou's palms had calluses, a mark left from years of holding a pen and writing.

He exhaled a shallow breath and looked at Zhou Zhou gently, "Yes, thank you very much, Crown Princess, for facilitating this connection for me."

"Hmm?" Zhou Zhou hooked his hand, pulled him closer, and gently wrapped her arms around his waist, bringing her face close to his, her breath sweet as orchids. "How would Your Highness like to thank me?"

She stood very close, so close that Li Ziyan could clearly smell the faint floral scent emanating from her.

This fragrance, like a gentle melody, permeates the nose, making people feel happy involuntarily, thus relaxing the body.

Li Ziyan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, the tips of his ears slowly turned red, and his voice was soft and low, "How does the Crown Princess wish me to express my gratitude?"

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou's smile became even brighter, and her hands no longer stayed on his waist, but moved upwards.

Li Ziyan's eyes darkened.

Zhou Zhou's hand traced his Adam's apple, lifted his chin, and gently caressed his lips.

Her lips were upturned, her eyes were smiling, and her gaze was captivating, like a bewitching fox spirit, stirring up endless emotions in people.

Sometimes, there are things that you just can't tolerate.

So, Li Ziyan raised his hand and grasped her wrist.

At that moment, Zhou Zhou bent down and brought her warm lips close, gently tracing his lips.

Zhou Zhou's one hand was held, but her other hand was not idle; it hooked around Li Ziyan's neck.

Her fragrance, her softness...

Their breaths mingled together; she could clearly hear his panting, and he could clearly feel her chest rising and falling.

Zhou Zhou released her hand, moved her lips away, and looked at Li Ziyan's lips, which had turned red from the kiss, and smiled smugly.

That smile was breathtakingly beautiful.

Before she could say anything, Li Ziyan grabbed Zhou Zhou's head and showered her with kisses.

The two of them fell onto the couch, the man on top and the woman on the bottom.

He held Zhou Zhou's face in his arms, his lips tracing the outline of his teeth again and again.

She was completely captivated and couldn't help but open her mouth to receive everything he had.

Li Ziyan's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and the kisses no longer satisfied her lips, gradually moving to the side.

His scent lingered on every inch of her earlobes, neck, and even collarbone.

The clouds in the sky gradually descended, and as the dark clouds swirled, thousands of lines and threads drifted across the sky.

A gust of wind blew by, and the beautiful beaded curtain fell on the roof tiles, dripping and pattering softly.

Spring rain, like a gentle mother, embraces the millions of creatures on earth, filling the entire land with vitality.

Rain dripped from the eaves, hitting the petals, which, unburdened, drifted down onto the water's surface with the rain.

Shallow ripples appeared on the water's surface, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Ziyan ran his hand through Zhou Zhou's hair, gently stroking her again and again.

Zhou Zhou's eyes were slightly red, her voice a little hoarse, yet also infinitely alluring, "Your Highness..."

Li Ziyan leaned down and kissed her lips, swallowing all the rest of her words.

Zhou Zhou kicked weakly, only to kick the fox fur coat off the bed to the ground.

The rain outside the window intensified, relentlessly pounding against the glass with a persistent, resounding "thump-thump."

The rainwater accumulated on the streets, pooling into small streams that rolled down the slope, carrying away the dust.

Finally, the rain stopped, and Zhou Zhou was asleep in Li Ziyan's arms.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

For the past month, Fang has maintained a frequency of entering the palace every five days, where Zhou Zhou will teach her for two hours.

Although it was called teaching, Zhou Zhou didn't actually teach her anything.

It's just talking to her, occasionally doing some needlework, planting some flowers, and going fishing in the pond.

Fang found relaxation in the Eastern Palace, both physically and mentally.

But it's not quite like that to say they weren't taught.

During this period, Fang's expression became more and more natural and relaxed, and she appeared much more generous.

In Zhou Zhou's view, Fang had no flaws whatsoever. The reason she seemed a bit petty was simply because she was overly sensitive and nervous.

For someone with a resolute character, like Su Ye, or like myself, learning etiquette, rules, and manners can indeed be helpful.

But Fang is not that kind of person.

She is gentle and mild-mannered, so what she needs to do is learn to enjoy life and learn to live well.

For wealthy and powerful families, there are not only rules and regulations, but also many things to do to relax and unwind.

So Zhou Zhou would take her out to play and show her around. Occasionally, when he was handling palace affairs, he would ask her to help with some math.

Finally, after more than a month of getting to know each other, Fang's temperament remained unchanged, but her attitude towards things had changed quite a bit.

That's a good start.

Zhou Zhou was genuinely happy for her.

After seeing Fang off, Zhou Zhou did some more calculations. When she finished, Li Ziyan still hadn't returned, so she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Donghe, send someone to check on them," she ordered.