Her hair was cloud-like and beautiful! She opened her eyes and found herself back in the third year

As midnight approached, a light rain began to fall outside, and the night wind blew through the trees, causing a few withered branches and green leaves to fall to the ground.

The flowers that bloomed in the courtyard during the day have all closed up, swaying in the wind and rain.

The dormitory was brightly lit, but the brocade bed curtains hanging in front of the four-poster bed obscured the view inside.

Within the dimly lit bed, shrouded by the bed curtains, faint sobs could be heard from time to time. The sound was like crying and moaning, with a choked nasal tone and panting, soft, charming, and pitiful.

Like a crabapple blossom being drenched by a torrential downpour in the night rain.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Qin Yizhen was held in his arms again, she felt as if her whole body no longer belonged to her.

She was breathing slightly out of breath, her usually bright and clear eyes were now filled with a dreamy spring-like allure, her eyes were slightly red, and she exuded charm. Her fair face was flushed, and her lips, redder than usual, resembled spring flowers in full bloom.

The intoxicating sensations left Cheng Yan dazed for a long time. With his body and mind completely satisfied, he felt nothing but tenderness for her. He kissed the corner of her lips and gently stroked her sweaty, slender back to bring her back to her senses.

However, as they continued kissing, he became a little emotional again, and the fervent desire that had just subsided surged back.

He couldn't help but trace his kisses down her lips, then showered her neck with tender, close kisses, and in the heat of the moment, he even gently bit her.

Qin Yizhen trembled twice, her whole body went limp, and when she saw him about to come again, she quickly reached out and pushed him away.

"No...don't kiss me anymore..."

Qin Yi truly felt that this matter was extremely painful.

She felt unwell and exhausted, extremely weak and tired, not even wanting to move a finger. He, on the other hand, seemed to have inexhaustible energy and spirit, like a fox spirit that had absorbed her vitality, and didn't feel tired even after a whole night of activity.

The first time they met, it didn't last long. Although they drank some aphrodisiac wine, which helped ease the pain and made their union more harmonious, she was still very uncomfortable because it was her first time experiencing such a thing. She didn't experience much pleasure besides the discomfort.

So they had to end it hastily.

Cheng Yan was not satisfied and coaxed her to come a second time.

This time she did manage to taste some pleasure, but he was just too much of a troublemaker, tossing and turning her over and over for almost an hour. She almost fainted twice because she couldn't recover.

Now that the second time was finally over, she felt like she had been pulled out of the water, her whole body was so weak that she couldn't move. Just as she was calming down a bit, he wanted to do it again.

Qin Yizhen really felt overwhelmed and couldn't stand him anymore.

Thinking about this, Qin Yizhen felt that life was hard, and tears were about to fall.

"Did I hurt you again?" Cheng Yan wiped away her tears with his thumb and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her eye.

Qin Yizhen shook her head. She didn't know if it was because he had read too much of Sun Tzu's Art of War and learned some good skills, or because of those two cups of aphrodisiac wine. This time it didn't hurt much. There was some pain at first, but it passed quickly.

If he hadn't been going on for so long, she might have even been enjoying it.

She nestled her head against his chest, listening to his breath and heartbeat.

Cheng Yan gently patted her back, then leaned down to whisper in her ear, "What happened then? Could it be... that you regret it?"

As he spoke, he stared silently at her hair, his emotions unreadable.

"Why regret it?" Qin Yizhen found his words rather strange, but her mind was in a daze, and she couldn't quite understand it.

Cheng Yan knew she was a little confused, so he kissed the top of her head and asked her in a different way, "Then why are you crying again? Did I make you cry again?"

In the heat of the moment, he enjoyed her crying, listening to her soft sobs, which stirred a more wicked emotion within him, a desire to make her cry even more pitifully.

But afterwards, he disliked her crying; her tears fell into his palm and burned his heart.

Upon hearing his question, Qin Yizhen felt wronged: "Please...please stop, it's making me feel so uncomfortable..."

It turns out they couldn't take it anymore.

Cheng Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, then affectionately stroked her hair, his fingers gently lifting a strand, as if to tease her: "Feeling uncomfortable? Try again and you'll feel better..."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to kiss her again, his hands also wandering around. Qin Yizhen got a little angry, reached out to block his lips, and then hugged the quilt and tried to leave his embrace and move into the bed.

Cheng Yan reached out and pressed down on her waist, pulling her back and flipping her over to pin her down: "Where do you think you're going? Hmm?"

Qin Yizhen struggled in vain, and seeing their posture, she was afraid he would really do it again. Both anxious and aggrieved, tears welled up in her eyes again: "You're bullying me again! I... I won't do it with you anymore..."

"Okay, okay, stop crying."

Seeing her so aggrieved, Cheng Yan realized that he had gone too far today, and if he continued, she would really get angry with him, so he had no choice but to regretfully give up.

He lay down on his side, pulled her into his arms again, and gently patted her slightly sweaty back to comfort her: "I just wanted to kiss you. You're my wife, how could I only think of my own comfort and not care about you..."

Qin Yizhen didn't believe him at all when he said that.

Just now she told him to be gentler and slower, but why didn't he listen to her? He was only thinking of himself.

They say a man's words in bed are lies, and it's true.

However, she was really too tired and didn't have the energy to argue with him at the moment.

Knowing that he had let her go, she relaxed. Waves of fatigue and drowsiness washed over her, and within moments she began to feel sleepy and soon fell asleep.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep like that, Cheng Yan chuckled helplessly. He touched her slightly sweaty back, then reluctantly grabbed the nightgown that was lying on the side of the bed and put it on. He then got up and called someone to bring hot water.

Tonight, Granny Gui was on night duty with two maids. Upon hearing the noise, she quickly instructed the maids to take the hot water from the stove to the bathroom, while she went into the bedroom to help tidy up.

"I'll do it." Cheng Yan, unwilling to let others see Qin Yizhen's current state, took one of his own robes, wrapped her up, and carried her into the bathroom before letting Granny Gui go in to tidy her up.

When Cheng Yan had washed them both clean and changed them into their nightgowns before carrying them out, the bedding on the bed had been changed to a new set. It was still a bright red soft satin quilt cover, but the double lotus flowers had been replaced with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

He used to think the red bedding was a bit too gaudy and tacky, but now he seems satisfied with it in every way.

The bright red color resembled the wedding quilt they used on their wedding night a few years ago.

Looking at it now, it seems as if the wedding night has been made up for.

Cheng Yan felt the emptiness in his heart slowly being filled and overflowing. He sent the person away, lay down on the bed, and held the person in his arms with satisfaction.

The person he had longed for for so long was finally his...