Good morning, my wife.

Jiang Yu felt that these words were like a spell to break a curse, finally giving her the ability to react and move.

She first looked down at her clothes and found that she had only taken off her outer skirt, and was still wearing her silk inner skirt.

Noticing her subconscious movement, Fan Qingyin sat up and began to explain in a low voice:

“Xiaoyu, you fell asleep last night. You must have been too tired lately, so you slept very soundly. I tried to wake you but couldn’t, so I didn’t want to disturb your rest and let you stay here overnight without your permission. You said you were a little hot in the middle of the night, so I took off your outer skirt.”

At this moment, Jiang Yu didn't feel offended or anything else, except for being shy. After all, she was a 21st-century woman who had been in love and wasn't completely ignorant about such things.

Sharing a bed with her now legally married husband did not cross her moral line, and besides, nothing had even happened between them. Fan Qingyin was indeed a gentleman.

Although the intimacy at this moment was not in Jiang Yu's mind, it actually happened, and it wasn't so unacceptable. She didn't want to blame Fan Qingyin at all, so she smiled and said good morning to Fan Qingyin.

Fan Qingyin was wearing a loose silk shirt, which was quite different from his usual meticulous style of wearing long robes. He looked young and approachable.

However, now that they were both awake, Jiang Yu felt it was inappropriate to continue talking in bed, since she and her husband did not yet have a truly intimate relationship.

She casually tidied her hair, got out of bed, picked up her outer skirt, told Fan Qingyin, and went back to her room to wash up and change.

Although he tried his best to make his steps appear unhurried, it still looked like he was fleeing in panic.

After she left, Fan Qingyin's cheeks slowly flushed, and her previous gentle and calm facade completely crumbled.

Like a child who has found secret joy, he buried himself in the blankets again, gently inhaling the faint fragrance left by his wife, his face buried in the blankets revealing a sweet, silly look.

He knew he hadn't acted so childishly since childhood, but he begged the Aurora God to forgive him, for he felt so incredibly happy.

However, the childish and silly Fan Qingyin only appeared for a short while in the early morning, like the first ray of dawn when the sun rises. Her appearance was extremely brief, and she did not allow people to see too much of her, which made her all the more precious.

After washing up and changing, Fan Qingyin was still the same as usual. As he walked down the stairs, he was still the noble Son of Aurora.

But at the breakfast table, when he discovered that his lovely wife was even too shy to look him in the eye, he transformed from a cold, hard jade into a warm one, radiating tenderness and displaying more intimacy in his demeanor.

Jiang Yu knew that Fan Qingyin was usually a considerate and thoughtful person. Today, she seemed to be the same as usual, personally setting out her favorite dishes, serving her food, and whispering to her to eat more. Everything seemed the same, but because of their unexpected sharing of the bed last night, everything seemed exceptionally different.

Unlike the obviously ambiguous and harmonious atmosphere between the two people in front of him, Lin Yi's meal was utterly tasteless.

When he saw Jiang Yu emerge from Fan Qingyin's room in the early morning, her clothes disheveled, he had already lost the ability to think. It all seemed so unexpected yet so reasonable.

We agreed to take it slow, didn't we? We agreed to cultivate feelings gradually before accepting each other, didn't we? But he hadn't even felt a trace of her warmth or joy before she had already chosen Fan Qingyin? He had tried so hard, yet it was so unfair.

Jealousy nearly drove him to madness, but he forced himself to calm down.

He was the most outstanding member of the Lin family in the Ocean Empire, and the youngest officer in the Ocean Empire. And this was just the beginning. He possessed far more than just the solitary courage of a soldier.

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