Yan Xuan kissed Ruan Ning, starting gently before it turned into fervent passion, almost drawing away her breath. Ruan Ning fell weakly into his arms, allowing him to kiss and caress her as his desire swept over everything.
After a long time, Yan Xuan reluctantly released her lips, kissing the tears on her cheeks. The taste was slightly salty and bitter, yet it resonated deeply in his heart.
His lips lingered at her earlobe as he insisted, “No matter who is in your heart, I won’t let you go. You can only be mine.”
He had once thought that in time, letting her go might be possible. Later, he wanted to spoil her until she forgot Sui Huan.
But now, he thought, no matter who was in her heart, he just wanted to keep her and never let go.
“I won’t go. There’s no one else in my heart,” Ruan Ning hugged him tightly. “Only A Mo.”
Yan Xuan kissed her joyfully. Ruan Ning responded passionately. They clung to each other until they fell onto the large, soft bed, clothes carelessly thrown aside, finally bare, facing each other.
Ruan Ning buried her face in Yan Xuan’s chest, her burning cheeks against his hot skin. Yan Xuan hesitated, unsure whether to proceed.
Then Ruan Ning wrapped her long arms around his neck, her gaze blurry, her voice hoarse: “Don’t you want me…?” She kissed him actively.
Yan Xuan no longer hesitated, responding to her desire. She cried out in pain, but he comforted her with gentle kisses. This unprecedented experience made them feel as if they were above the clouds. Yan Xuan explored carefully, wanting to give her a more beautiful experience.
After a long time, painful whimpers turned into soft moans. Ruan Ning clung to him, leaving scratches on his back in her confusion.
She didn’t know what else she wanted, only able to cling to him, allowing him to lead her into endless madness.
The nanny smiled silently, relieved that as long as another child was born, the princess would be established in the inner palace.
More than an hour later, Ruan Ning was carried back by Yan Xuan, her fingers too weak to move. Her thin waist bore his fingerprints, her knees bruised from the pool’s edge, marked by him. Yan Xuan’s breath was unsteady; had she not begged for mercy, he wouldn’t have stopped.
The bedchamber’s white candles were replaced with red ones, and the decor was transformed into bright red. A pair of dragon and phoenix wedding candles stood on the table, glowing warmly. Ruan Ning looked at Yan Xuan in surprise. His eyes shone with childlike mischief as he whispered, “Making up for our wedding toast.”
Sitting on his lap, they drank exchanged wedding wine, cutting locks of hair to tie in a lovers’ knot. Yan Xuan sucked on her earlobe, murmuring: “Bound together in heart, from now on, only you and I.”
“Only you and I.” Ruan Ning was dazed, as if in a beautiful dream, hoping never to wake up.
Two days later, Sui Huan, traveling to Chen Kingdom with Ning Ye, received news from palace informants that the Emperor had favored the Imperial Consort and the palace was celebrating with lantern decorations.
“Yan Xuan, how dare you!” Sui Huan’s eyes were bloodshot, nails digging into his palm, blood flowing between his fingers. He hoped the pain would keep him lucid.
His heart was desolate. He had lost her and handed her over to another man. In this life, he could never be redeemed.
The medical woman left the medicinal oil on the table. Yan Xuan sat on her body, warmed the oil in his hands, and began to massage her lower back, neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow.
Although his strength and heat were greater than the medical woman’s, Ruan Ning quickly noticed his body rubbing against hers, occasionally brushing up against her.
This scoundrel! Ruan Ning gritted her teeth and turned sideways, glaring at him: “Behave yourself!”
“How am I not behaving?” Yan Xuan looked puzzled, appearing innocent.
Ruan Ning tried to push him away, but he caught her hand, flipping her to face him directly. He smiled ambiguously: “So you like it from the front? Your husband understands.”
He pressed down hard, rubbing his chest against her softness.
Ruan Ning bit her lip, involuntarily letting out a soft moan. Yan Xuan smugly licked his lips and whispered, “You know I can’t stand when you moan; you’re trying to seduce me.”
Ruan Ning was furious and pinched his waist hard. “Who’s seducing you? Stop dreaming!”
Yan Xuan winced in pain, inhaling sharply. “You’re so strong; I can tell you’ve recovered your strength. Come on!” He hugged her tightly, rolling back and forth on the bed. Ruan Ning was both angry and amused, twisting his waist again and shouting, “Get off!”
Yan Xuan laughed and rolled off her, slowly massaging one of her legs. “Considering how hard you’ve worked, I’ll let you off today, but I’ll make up for it double tomorrow.”
“Double?” Ruan Ning asked, breathing sharply. “Yan Xuan, are you sure you’re not trying some kind of yin-yang supplementation?”
Yan Xuan burst out laughing. “Supplementation techniques require different virgins, and you’re not one.”
Ruan Ning kicked him hard on the thigh.
Yan Xuan covered himself and rolled away, gasping, “Ning Ning, you’re trying to murder your husband!”
Ruan Ning suddenly froze, remembering the task’s condition: make him die for you. Her expression slowly changed.
“Ning Ning, what’s wrong?” Yan Xuan quickly noticed her unusual state and embraced her.
“Nothing,” Ruan Ning suppressed her unease, nestling into his chest and listening to his heartbeat. “A Mo, I hope we can be together forever.”
She called him A Mo only when deeply emotional. Yan Xuan gently stroked her hair, saying, “We will, we’ll always be together.” No one could separate them.
The bedroom was in disarray, with cat paw prints everywhere. Ruan Ning followed the scattered objects and found a pufferfish in the garden and another by the pond. In front of her was a vast bamboo forest. She entered with two palace maids from Chen Kingdom. Suddenly, one maid fell, and the other whispered, “Princess, General Sui has ordered me to escort you.”
Author’s note: The finale will be released tomorrow, a very fat chapter, extremely fat!
Chapter 61: Substitute White Moonlight
Ruan Ning was shocked.
Normally, Yan Xuan was always on guard. The palace maids and eunuchs in Qi Xia Palace were carefully screened. But who could have imagined there was a piece of Sui Huan’s chess among those she brought from Chen Kingdom?
The palace maid, though using humble words, spoke authoritatively and pushed Ruan Ning deeper into the bamboo forest. Gagged and unable to call for help, Ruan Ning pretended to twist her ankle and stumbled toward a nearby stone sculpture, grabbing it to strike the maid. The maid, caught off guard, was hit on the leg, which hindered her agility. Seizing the moment, Ruan Ning tore off the cloth from her mouth and shouted, “Help!”
“Princess,” the green-clothed palace maid who had previously been knocked down struggled to her feet, still injured. “I am here.”
Ruan Ning felt a glimmer of hope with two against one. However, the other maid soon arrived. Just as Ruan Ning was about to speak, she felt a sharp pain in her neck as the green-clothed maid struck her. Before losing consciousness, she heard her say, “Princess, I’ve offended you.”
It was clear they were collaborating in a well-orchestrated act.
Yan Xuan received news of Ruan Ning’s disappearance half a shichen later. Prior to this, the green-clothed maid had returned, falsely claiming she would stay in Qi Xia Palace for a day.
When Ruan Ning was searching for something, the maid prevented others from following. After waiting for half a shichen with no sign of them, people became suspicious and went to investigate, only to find them gone.
