He suddenly smiled, "So beautiful."
Immediately, the people around couldn't help but sigh and praise Ji Wushang's beauty.
Nan Xuzong looked Ji Wushang up and down, her beauty accentuated by her red wedding dress, and his eyes remained fixed on her. Finally, she belonged to him.
"Please invite the bride and groom to drink the nuptial wine!" said Madam Fugui, and immediately had a maid dressed in red bring over a tray with two cups of nuptial wine on it.
The maidservant brought the wine to them. Nan Xuzong took a cup, and Ji Wushang took a cup as well.
The two sat on the bed, smiled at each other, and then hooked their arms around each other's necks to drink. Even the finest wine couldn't compare. After one cup, Ji Wushang felt a blush creep up her cheeks. Nan Xuzong, however, kept his eyes on Ji Wushang, wondering why she was being so obedient today. Had she completely remembered everything about him and her?
I'll definitely ask about it later.
The people around them watched and started to jeer.
"My beloved Crown Prince's Consort!"
"Give me a kiss!"
"Young Master, kiss me!"
...
Upon hearing this, Ji Wushang immediately turned her face away in embarrassment. Nan Xuzong felt awkward and wanted to refuse, but the others persisted.
Nan Xuzong leaned forward gently, and since she had her face turned away, he could easily kiss her fair cheek. Ji Wushang's face turned even redder.
The people around couldn't help but clap their hands.
Having seen that the amount was about right, they all took the purses and dispersed. Those who were making a ruckus in the bridal chamber knew when to stop; everyone had witnessed or heard of the Southern Prince's skill in making and removing his golden hairpin in the General's mansion. They knew that it was best not to mess with someone who wasn't to be trifled with, so they all packed up and left.
After everyone had left, Nan Xuzong flicked his palm, and a handful of golden threads rolled out and slammed the door shut with a crisp sound; the door was now locked.
Ji Wushang's heart was pounding. It should be evening now, and the sun wouldn't set for about an hour...
"Wu Shang, you are finally mine, Nan Xu Cong's." He looked at her for a long time before uttering these words. His large hands, as if looking at a rare treasure, gently embraced her arms. At this moment, her face was facing him, and Nan Xu Cong looked her up and down.
It felt like there were so many things I wanted to say to her, so many things I wanted to share with her. But when I looked at her, I couldn't say a word.
Ji Wushang didn't know what to say, so she could only look at him.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely, as if he had longed for her for a long time, as if he were savoring the most delicious food in the world. Her lips were so delicate and sweet, and the honey in her mouth sweetened Nan Xuzong's heart.
He desperately tried to take it; yes, it was finally his! He no longer had to endure anything, yet he was also afraid of hurting her. All he could do was keep kissing her.
He only released her when she was almost out of breath. Looking at her swollen lips, he laughed, making her so embarrassed that she lowered her head.
“You are my Wushang, my complete Wushang, aren’t you?” he suddenly said.
"What do you think?" Ji Wushang's bright eyes flashed with a hint of cunning upon hearing this. Nan Xuzong caught that fleeting glint!
"Yes, I said yes!" Nan Xuzong couldn't contain his joy and pulled her into his arms. She struggled a bit, "That thing on my head is heavy, should I take it off first?" she asked tentatively.
Nan Xuzong looked at her phoenix coronet and wedding gown, adorned with beads, and nodded, "Let your husband help you."
Ji Wushang smiled. This man quickly changed his tune, showing his preference.
He carefully removed the phoenix coronet and wedding gown, then set them aside. But when he saw her wearing the phoenix jade hairpin, his face lit up with joy. "You look so beautiful with this hairpin on."
“Yes,” she nodded.
He gently removed her phoenix jade hairpin, and she immediately exclaimed, "What are you doing? Why did you take the hairpin away out of nowhere?"
"The bridal chamber." He pursed his thin lips slightly.
Upon hearing this, her face turned as red as a tomato, and she lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.
He gently let her long black hair fall down, cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. Looking at her, he smiled with satisfaction, "I must say, I, Nan Xuzong, am so lucky to have married such a wonderful woman as you."
"I'm hungry, can I get something to eat?" Ji Wushang asked softly.
She was pulled out of bed early in the morning and hadn't even had breakfast before she had to get ready. Then she was started being fiddled with. She wanted to eat something, but the noble lady said it was unlucky, so she had no choice but to endure it.
Having arrived here, he was extremely hungry, and Ji Wushang thought that if they were to do *that* later, he definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.
"Okay." Nan Xuzong replied with a smile. A golden thread rolled out from his sleeve and steadily rolled up the wedding cake on the table. He picked one up and said, "I'll feed you."
"I can eat by myself." She looked up and smiled shyly.
"Good girl." His voice became a little hoarse, but even more sexy.
She opened her mouth, and he fed her, watching her slowly chew. She ate one piece, then took another. In this way, after three pieces, Ji Wushang already felt half full.
"Do you want more?" Nan Xuzong asked when he saw that she didn't seem to want to eat.
She gently shook her head.
He smiled and placed the plate on the small table beside the bed.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Ji Wushang asked, a hint of shyness on his face.
"Later." He chuckled softly, a hint of ambiguity in his voice, ignoring the shyness on her face, and instead swept the tea over to her.
"Have you eaten? Are you thirsty? Would you like a cup of tea? Or perhaps some wine?"
Looking at his doting gaze, Ji Wushang nodded shyly, "Tea." He had just drunk the wine, which had warmed him up.
He poured the tea and placed it in her hands. She held it and drank it all, and every movement she made was observed by him.
She put it down. "Aren't you going to drink?"
"Later." He smiled ambiguously, but her face burned. She had just drunk a cup of tea and should have felt cool, but his words and eyes made her feel hot all over.
He chuckled again, setting the tea aside. "Is everything ready?"
"Mmm." Ji Wushang lowered his head. But he had already covered her lips with his again, his large hands moving uncontrollably from her back upwards, igniting waves of fire. He was serious, he was passionate, and he didn't intend to let her go!
Ji Wushang felt as if she were floating on clouds from his kisses, while his hands continuously caressed her back, bringing her a unique pleasure. His tongue was now alive, swirling and dancing around her, stirring her emotions and demanding her sweetness.
In the midst of their passionate embrace, she couldn't help but succumb, becoming one with him, dancing with him. Her hands involuntarily clung to his waist, and he, taking advantage of this opportunity, led them both into the incense-filled tent. He sat there, and before she knew it, he had pulled her into his arms, her entire body resting on his lap.
He released her, and she looked dazed. She tried to push him away, but then she noticed their position. Her face turned even redder, and she tried to get off his lap, but he wouldn't let her go.
His legs were weak and clumsy, making the missionary position extremely challenging. Therefore, he needed to lead her and help her break through this barrier in their relationship.
He was now breathing heavily. He pulled her close, and the gentle kiss was gone, replaced by a domineering and forceful one. He was directly asserting his dominance; he wanted to declare his desire to her.
He reluctantly released her swollen lips, and moved his tongue to her earlobe, where a thin strand of saliva appeared. He kissed her earlobe, and Ji Wushang was stunned, her whole body trembling involuntarily.
Nan Xuzong felt her trembling and immediately pulled her even closer to his chest, whispering softly, "Don't worry, leave it to me..." His deep, rich voice was irresistibly seductive, drawing her senses in.
"Mmm..." she answered softly. He kissed her lips, then moved down to nibble at her delicate collarbone and beautiful skin. Her beauty could only be enjoyed by him alone, while those worldly people could only look on with longing! No, even looking on with longing was not enough! Thinking of this, Nan Xuzong intensified his kissing.
She was startled. "It hurts."
"It doesn't hurt," Nan Xuzong murmured, his large hand slowly probing upwards.
Her face turned bright red, and she felt like a puddle of water, soft and weak, feeling a tingling sensation from his touch. She thought of resisting, but he replaced her with a kiss.
She couldn't help but succumb to it.
His other hand gently reached for her waistband, and the hand that reached in, caressing her, was burning hot.
She froze, "No!"
"Good girl." He gently placed her hands behind her back. His arms were like steel, holding her, yet still able to explore the unknown beauty.
Her body became burning hot, and she wanted to refuse, but it was as if a voice inside her was shouting, "Yes, I want more of this feeling, I want the pleasure he brings me..."
Suddenly, she felt a chill, and a glimmer of light returned to her hazy eyes. She saw that he had his shirt off, and she didn't even know when he had taken off his clothes. Looking at his slightly bronze chest, with a tiny scar on it, she realized that it wasn't ugly but rather added to his wild charm.
Her face flushed, and when she looked down, she saw that her clothes were half open. Her face turned red again, and she thought of covering herself, but he grabbed her hand with lightning speed, lowered his head, and invaded her private parts.
The moisture contained through the gauze will surely create a unique sensation.
"Mmm." She let out a soft moan, but he kissed it down her throat, leaving only soft, shallow breaths.
He couldn't help himself, yet he had to hold back. His forehead was covered in sweat, but he wanted to give her a wonderful experience and didn't want to ruin this first time.
No one taught him this skill; he had only unknowingly seen some while learning medicine. The innocent and passionate young man's face turned red with embarrassment. He vowed never to look at it again, but on the day the imperial decree was issued, he had no choice but to study it.
He loved her so much that he never wanted to hurt her in the slightest, not even with the pleasure of love. If she asked him to stop, he would rather hold it in himself than let her hurt him.
Ji Wushang gently pressed against his chest, "I...I'm scared."
Her past life had cast too many shadows on her. When Nan Jinxue carried her into his mansion, that very night it was practically rape, as he brutally committed his bestial acts without any regard for her feelings. His subsequent tenderness was nothing more than a routine matter, devoid of any gentleness. And she had foolishly thought that Nan Jinxue was simply busy with official duties! In retrospect, it was utterly ridiculous!
But now, Nan Xuzong is different; he is still a man, and she inevitably still has some lingering fears about matters between men and women.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you... Leave everything to me, listen to me, don't be afraid." He had studied it for several nights, and it was going to come in handy!
Ji Wushang nodded slightly as he listened to the voice. He was captivated by her youthful fragrance and couldn't extricate himself from it.
He gently kissed her entire body, from top to bottom, climbing up and down, leaving no stone unturned. He was more frenzied than ever before, every cell in his body was burning. He kissed a world he had never known before, his movements carrying a hint of wildness, yet also full of careful tenderness.
A restless feeling ignited within her. He was burning hot all over. He pulled her close, pressing her against him, letting her deeply feel his warmth and the passion in his body... almost scorching her skin.
She was so frightened that she backed away. Why didn't she know when he had removed his belt? He suddenly pulled her into his arms, saying, "You once had feelings too, Wushang, you are mine."
Her face flushed, knowing which time he was referring to, but she had only acted like that when she was under the influence of a lust curse... alluring and charming, but now, it was different.
He sniffed lightly. It was quite good that he had been able to endure it until now, which meant that his research on the medicine to stop nosebleeds was effective. Otherwise, with this lively and fragrant scene, how much more nosebleed would he have had?
"Is your nose alright?" Thinking of his embarrassment last time, my heart felt cheerful.
"What do you think?" Nan Xuzong smiled wickedly, his dark eyes, already clouded with desire, becoming even more unfathomable. Her laughter only fueled the restlessness within him. He whispered in her ear, "Give it to me..."
But as he was speaking, he thrust his hips forward, and Ji Wushang immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain!
Ji Wushang's tears welled up instantly. She thought of crying out, but Nan Xuzong swallowed them all and sucked them hard. "Don't be afraid, be good."
Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed, "Waaah..." Her hand reached out to hit his back, but instead, it only aroused him more.
"Relax, it doesn't hurt." He became gentler, remaining still in that position. "Relax." His thin lips moved upward, gently kissing her beauty, leading her into a perfect paradise.
She followed him slowly, thus ignoring the fact that they were stuck halfway.
He kissed her eyes, his hands stroking her back, sending her endless strength, giving her wonderful feelings, and conveying his desire. He moved slightly, trying to give her the feeling of being awakened.
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, but the pain from before subsided. He watched her expression and slowly began to give her pleasure. His forehead was covered in sweat. She opened her eyes and saw him enduring the pain. Her heart softened, and she reached up to his neck, gently offering her hand. She whispered shyly in his ear, "I can do it now, don't hold back."
Overwhelmed with excitement, he suddenly swayed wildly. She almost wanted to grit her teeth and faint, but he sent her soaring into the sky!
Gritting her teeth and enduring it, Ji Wushang didn't want to see him like this either, and lay on top of him.
Slowly, an exquisite feeling arises, a lingering, exhilarating pleasure, a desire to die but also a longing for more. Inside the red tent, the mandarin ducks frolic together, their heavy breathing and soft moans filling the room. The red candles flicker, dancing gently in the breeze.
After their tender, lingering lovemaking, Ji Wushang was so exhausted he could barely keep his eyes open, yet his spirit remained high. He gently placed her beside him, then lay down himself. He took a silk handkerchief from the bedside and gently wiped her face. He then cleaned away the sticky substance from her body; in his prime, he hadn't been able to resist taking a little more. Fortunately, she also felt the beauty of their shared dance.