"Not tonight," Ye Hui replied, "I'm spending tonight with the main husband, and tomorrow night with Mo Qi."
The Eleventh Master gazed at his beloved's delicate features with misty eyes, a hint of pain showing, lifting the ivory-white satin bodice, revealing smooth, soft breasts that bounced out... He immediately grasped one side, burying his face and sucking and nibbling the other.
Ye Hui, not wanting to exhaust herself before dealing with her main husband that night, felt helpless about the head buried in her chest. But after being kissed for a moment, she was starting to feel aroused and was considering giving in. However, he suddenly stopped, neatly arranging her bodice, picking up a pale purple butterfly-printed long dress to dress her, then taking an ivory comb to tidy her slightly disheveled hair. After examining her, he found a silver-white long shawl from a chest and draped it over her shoulders.
The Eleventh Master smiled contentedly: "My lady looks much more beautiful now."
Touched by his thoughtfulness, Ye Hui stood on tiptoe, kissing him for a while, her delicate hand caressing his blue-green stubble, revealing a soft smile: "Eleven, you should shave."
Unmarried men in Yingtang Kingdom didn't grow beards, not by rule but by fashion, believing a clean, elegant face would more easily attract women's admiration. Thus, young men paid great attention to their attire and appearance.
The Eleventh Master stared at her intently, saying nothing.
Holding his warm large hand, Ye Hui walked out of Jinhua Hall, a clear wave flashing brightly: "Eleven, rest assured, I'll make it up to you when I can."
The Eleventh Master gripped her soft hand: "Just hearing that makes me happy."
They exited the pavilion, where the Tenth Master stood in the corridor, his long robe flowing, looking leisurely, sarcastically remarking: "Eleven looks so satisfied. Did you just eat well inside?"
This was not about eating! The Eleventh Master retorted: "Not as vulgar as you think."
Ye Hui stepped forward, holding the Tenth Master's hand, leaving the flower hall together before releasing them, walking ahead - as the crown princess, she couldn't behave too casually lest the servants look down on her.
Ye Hui nodded, saying that ultimately, Wang Dequan could not resist the temptation of a seductive woman. “You don’t need to worry too much. Princess Xilin is a criminal, and if your father dares to marry her, his official career will be over.”
