After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

Zhou Yunjin's cheeks flushed slightly. She gave Xiao Cui a light reproachful look, then turned to look at Qin Yichen, her eyes sparkling with a gentle light that seemed to melt everything.

Xiao Cui cleverly slipped out, a sly smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with envy and blessings for the two of them.

Zhou Yunjin looked up at Qin Yichen, her eyes sparkling with a lively light, and said in a gentle yet slightly teasing tone, "Looking at you, it's like you've come to check up on me."

As she spoke, she slowly rose, her robes fluttering lightly, like a fairy descending to earth, and walked step by step toward Qin Yichen.

"Checking on the troops? Not at all, I'm here to hand over the grain tax."

Qin Yichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, asking with a half-smile, "I wonder if my wife still welcomes me?"

Their eyes met, and the air was filled with emotions that only they could understand. The whole scene was warm and beautiful, as if time had stood still at that moment.

Zhou Yunjin's cheeks flushed even more, and her eyes were brimming with laughter, as if it were about to overflow.

She tiptoed lightly, her fingertips gently touching Qin Yichen's lips, her voice like a spring breeze across a lake, carrying a hint of sweetness and shyness: "You always say things that make people blush and their hearts race. But since you're willing to hand it over, I, as your wife, will naturally accept it with all my heart."

After speaking, she gracefully twirled back to the table, like a butterfly fluttering, and sat down, her skirt swaying gently like a blooming flower, adding a touch of liveliness and beauty to the warm scene.

Qin Yichen stepped forward and hugged Zhou Yunjin tightly from behind. He whispered in her ear and gently stroked her ear: "Wife, shall I hand it over now?"

Zhou Yunjin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spat lightly, but her eyes were full of laughter: "Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know that you can't rush things? Let's have lunch first. Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood."

After saying that, she led Qin Yichen to the dining table and sat down, then plopped down on his lap.

Qin Yichen looked at the delicious food on the table, then at the lovely woman in his arms. "On one side are delicious dishes, and on the other side is a beautiful woman who is a feast for the eyes. Which do you think I should eat?"

Zhou Yunjin gave him a charmingly coquettish look and said, "That's easy. Since you want to eat both the bear's paw and the fish, then let's eat them together. It's not like we don't have the means."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yichen's lips curled into a playful smile. "Eat together? I'm not well-educated, so don't try to fool me. I've only ever heard the saying that you can't have your cake and eat it too."

He gently picked up his chopsticks, took out a piece of crystal-clear shrimp, and slowly brought it to Zhou Yunjin's lips.

Zhou Yunjin's cheeks flushed even more, but she didn't flinch. She just gave him a coquettish glare, then opened her small mouth, put the piece of meat in her mouth, chewed it carefully, and her eyes were full of enjoyment.

Taking advantage of the moment, Qin Yichen lowered his head and kissed her lips. Their tongues intertwined, blending the lingering aroma of the food with their deep affection, making the moment even more intense.

After a long while, their lips parted, leaving a lingering fragrance.

Zhou Yunjin smiled coquettishly, her alluring eyes captivating like threads of love, and her lips parted slightly: "Today, I will definitely let my husband know how to enjoy bear's paw and fish together."

Before she finished speaking, she smiled gently and reached out her delicate, jade-like hand, which was as smooth and smooth as white jade, and placed it lightly on Qin Yichen's belt.

Qin Yichen suddenly noticed Zhou Yunjin's actions and was startled. He quickly put down his chopsticks, reached out and tightly grasped the jade-like hand that was trying to undo his belt, and said urgently, "Stop fooling around, eat first."

However, Zhou Yunjin didn't seem to mind and said with a charming smile, "You eat yours, I'll eat mine."

After saying that, she winked playfully, as if hinting at something.

Hearing Zhou Yunjin's words, Qin Yichen's heart stirred, and he unconsciously loosened his grip on Zhou Yunjin's hand.

A sly smile appeared on Zhou Yunjin's lips as she leaned close to Qin Yichen's ear and whispered, her breath sweet as orchids.

She slowly rose, her skirt swaying gently like a blooming lotus, and gracefully straddled Qin Yichen's lap. Her captivating eyes were filled with tenderness and seduction.

Qin Yichen unconsciously tightened his arms around her waist, his gaze deep, as if trying to draw her whole being into his eyes.

Zhou Yunjin's fingers deftly moved through Qin Yichen's clothes, bringing a cool sensation.

Her movements were gentle yet firm, each one like a feather lightly brushing against his heartstrings, making Qin Yichen's heart beat faster and his breathing become rapid.

Qin Yichen's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to swallow the sudden thirst.

Zhou Yunjin's red lips brushed close to his ear, each word she uttered sounding like a bewitching whisper: "Husband, how about it, can we eat together?"

Her hair fell gently, brushing against Qin Yichen's face, leaving a faint, elegant fragrance.

A hint of dazedness flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes; he felt as if he were in a gentle dream.

Zhou Yunjin's fingers gently traced his chest, leaving hot marks that ignited his heart.

A moment later, Xiao Cui heard embarrassing sounds coming from inside the room and couldn't help but smile knowingly:

"Your Highness Prince Jin, Your Highness Prince Jin, you have starved your wife for so long. I hope you won't be walking with toes to lean on the wall tomorrow."

After saying that, he quietly left.

……

At the entrance of the Mei residence, Mei Wenhua, along with his wife and a large group of people, stood craning their necks, as if waiting for someone.

A moment later, a luxurious carriage slowly drove up.

Mrs. Mei was so overjoyed that she wept.

Mei Wenhua took Mrs. Mei's hand, his expression restrained yet somewhat moved, displaying the demeanor of a strict father.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of the Mei residence.

The servants hurriedly brought over a stool.

A tall, slender young man with delicate features, dressed in fine clothes, stepped off the carriage.

This man was none other than Mei Wenhua's son, Mei Qiantu.

He was just released from the Ministry of Justice prison.

Upon seeing the person who came, Madam Mei suddenly shook off Mei Wenhua's hand, which was tightly holding hers.

Then, like an arrow released from a bow, she rushed straight towards Mei Qiantu.

In the blink of an eye, she had already pounced on Mei Qiantu, stretched out her arms, and hugged him tightly like a pair of iron clamps.

"My son!"

Madam Mei's voice trembled with heartache, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. "You've suffered so much... It's all my fault. I'm so useless. I couldn't protect you and let you suffer such hardship!"

As she spoke, she gently stroked Mei Qiantu's back, as if trying to soothe his wounds and pain.

Mei Qiantu trembled slightly, then slowly raised his hand and gently patted Madam Mei's back, comforting her, "Mother, don't cry, your child is back now."

Mei Wenhua stepped forward, his face serious but his eyes showing concern. "It's good that you're back. Don't act rashly in the future."

Mei Qiantu nodded respectfully.

Madam Mei turned around and glared fiercely at Mei Wenhua. "Don't put on airs in front of my son. If you weren't so useless, my son wouldn't have suffered such injustice."

Mei Wenhua sighed helplessly and said no more.

Mei Qiantu looked at Madam Mei and said earnestly, "Mother, this time in prison has taught me many lessons, and I will never act impulsively again in the future."

Mei Wenhua nodded with satisfaction.

"My son has become sensible, and I am so happy as a mother."

Madam Mei stopped crying and smiled, pulling Mei Qiantu to the brazier. "Come, son, let's get rid of this bad luck."

After Mei Qiantu stepped over the fire pit, Mei Wenhua took a pomelo leaf and dusted it off him, saying, "Learn from your mistakes. Think twice before you act in the future."

Madam Mei snorted, "Alright, our son just got back, don't give me any more lectures."

As she spoke, she pulled Mei Qianjin towards the mansion.

The crowd escorted Mei Qiantu into the mansion.