“I said it in my heart before,” he paused for a moment, seemingly captivated by her sweet and gentle appearance.
Even if she can't hear his thoughts, he will still keep his word.
****
"You knew I would be nervous and scared, so why didn't you just tell me directly?" Luo Cuiwei smiled and moved closer to him, her soft, jade-like fingers gently brushing his burning cheeks, seemingly both embarrassed and annoyed, yet also showing concern for him.
"Why would you go to His Majesty to ask for such an absurd edict? Don't you, Prince Zhao, have any dignity?"
Her face was so close that her soft, fragrant breath seemed to waft towards Yun Lie's face as she spoke, stirring a shameful sweetness in his heart.
After a long silence, Yun Lie finally managed to speak, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."
He knew that the allure of a gentle embrace was a recipe for disaster, and he feared that once he tasted the sweetness, he wouldn't be able to leave, or he might be unable to resist taking her with him.
Besides, if he really became a beast, how could she, with her delicate body and tender skin, withstand his "torture"?
He'll easily push her down, ravage her, and do this and that to her...
As things were about to end, his mind began to fill with wicked thoughts.
"So," Luo Cuiwei tilted her blushing face and looked at him with a mischievous smile, "this decree is both a protective talisman you obtained for me and your immobilization spell?"
Seeing the immense danger in her eyes, which clearly indicated she was planning to "make a fool of herself and cause some trouble," Yun Lie casually responded and was about to back away when Luo Cuiwei suddenly pounced on him.
She straightened up, kneeling beside him on the edge of the bed, her arms encircling his neck, and smilingly bringing her sweet, flushed face closer—
"I don't believe it. Want to try?"
The moment his thin lips were pressed against those sweet, soft red lips, Yun Lie felt both sweet and annoyed.
His new wife, when she gets angry, is no ordinary scoundrel.
Already filled with wicked thoughts, this bastard wife deliberately provoked him. Yun Lie gritted his teeth and decided he couldn't let her take advantage of him too much.
****
Luo Cuiwei felt a large hand firmly pressing down on the back of her head, and the initiative between her lips and teeth was immediately taken away by the other party's brute force.
The sound of breathing gradually became ambiguous and deep, but it was impossible to tell which of the two people was breathing.
Or perhaps, they're evenly matched.
With her "protective charm," Luo Cuiwei was clearly much bolder. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders and neck, clumsily but trying her best to "respond to the challenge."
Her unusual initiative made this verbal "battle" thrilling.
The two breaths mingled and burned, soothing the heart and lungs, making one's blood boil.
Although Yun Lie relentlessly and forcefully devoured her lips and tongue, she found that every response she gave seemed to elicit muffled groans from him, as if he were stubbornly restraining himself, or as if he were yearning and anticipating.
It's really... pitiful.
So she softened, raised her eyelashes and smiled lightly, finally abandoning her confrontational stance, unable to bear being cheeky and making him uncomfortable any longer.
A moment later, their noses brushed together, their breathing quick and shallow.
“Actually, the decree said that you had the right to refuse,” Yun Lie said, holding her tightly with one arm and supporting her head with the other, his eyes blazing with anger. “In other words, you could actually… not refuse.”
Luo Cuiwei, her face flushed, slowly shook her head and chuckled.
The small flame in Yun Lie's eyes was extinguished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and his face instantly turned into one of distress and displeasure.
He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice low and mournful, "Perhaps you should reconsider? Actually, I..."
Luo Cuiwei felt a pang of tenderness in her heart. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and whispered a soft laugh in his ear, "Waiting for you to come back from Linchuan."
Yun Lie's heart skipped a beat, but he managed to suppress his lustful desire before it reignited, and changed the subject with a hoarse laugh.
"Where is the half of the gold seal I gave you?"
Chapter 37
A golden seal?
The topic changed abruptly. Luo Cuiwei was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh," and lowered her head to take off the dew-collecting lotus pouch from her waist, took out the half of the purple ribbon and gold seal, and handed it to Yun Lie.
"Don't worry, I've kept it safe."
As she spoke, she took Yun Lie's arm and got off the bed, bending down to straighten her slightly disheveled clothes.
"I was just asking, what do you want with this?" Yun Lie seemed slightly annoyed. His long, well-defined fingers reached out and took the pouch from her, putting the gold seal back in.
"I thought you needed it urgently."
“I will stay in the manor with you for the next two days,” Yun Lie said. “There’s nothing I need to use the seal for.”
Even if we need to use it, there's no need to take half of it from her.
Luo Cuiwei raised her face and, seeing his sullen expression, casually asked with a smile, as if to comfort him, "This golden seal, was it originally in two halves? Does every prince have one?"
After all, the Luo family of Jingxi had been away from the imperial court for more than a hundred years, and she knew little about the affairs of the royal family. This practice of splitting the seal in two was something she had never seen before, and she couldn't help but find it somewhat novel.
“It was originally in two halves,” Yun Lie lowered his head and re-tied the dew-collecting lotus pouch back onto her belt, his long fingers gentle and tender like a spring breeze, “It will only be available after the manor is established.”