“Yes.” Nan Xuzong nodded. “Prince Lin’s purpose this time is to make contact with the Third Princess and join forces with her.”
"Join forces? Join forces for what? Do you mean to kill the Third Prince? Or to use him to commit regicide?" Ji Wushang looked at him and became nervous. If that were the case, it would probably be in line with Empress Yao's wishes. Empress Yao was always ready to seize the best opportunity to make everyone die at her hands! This ambitious woman!
"I don't know, but we can't rule out these possibilities. We'll just have to react accordingly." Nan Xuzong looked at her, his fingers gently tracing her fair face. He couldn't resist touching her soft, jade-like skin. He chuckled, "What more could I ask for? Hehe!" He looked at her and laughed.
She nestled her head against his chest, "I suddenly feel a sense of fear. I'm afraid you'll leave me... Cong, why, why does my heart always ache with worry whenever I'm with you? I'm so scared. What will I do if you leave me? I... I..."
"Listen." Nan Xuzong interrupted her, picked her up, and made her sit on his lap. He looked into her eyes for a long time, and she was so captivated by his unrestrained gaze that she forgot to speak for a moment.
“Listen, Ji Wushang, I, Nan Xuzong, will never leave you, not even in death!” Nan Xuzong looked at her intently, as if trying to see everything about her. “I will never leave you, not even in death! If I die, my soul will linger by your side, watching you sleep, watching you wake up, watching you laugh, watching you cry. I don’t want reincarnation, I don’t want the next life. I will wait for you, wait for you until I die, wait for you on the Bridge of Helplessness, wait for you to meet Meng Po together, wait for you to reincarnate again, meet again, and become husband and wife again.”
Ji Wushang's heart skipped a beat. She looked at him, her hand trembling slightly as she reached out and touched his lips. "If I die, as you said, my soul will always be by your side, waiting for you, until you die of old age..." Her tears suddenly fell. Why did her heart ache when she looked into his eyes at this moment? It was a feeling of reluctance to let go, a deep love, an inescapable attachment!
Nan Xuzong felt a pang of pain in his heart. He adjusted his breathing, lowered his head, and gently kissed her cheek, burying her tears with a hint of apology. "Silly girl, I shouldn't have said those silly things just now... Didn't you say that you would grant me immortality, that if I didn't die, you wouldn't age? Where did all that nonsense come from? I was wrong, sweetie, don't cry, okay?" He coaxed her softly, his lips touching her eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, tears still clinging to them. He kissed them gently, with utmost tenderness.
"Your Highness, Fourth Imperial Consort, we have arrived at the Prince Zong's residence!" Just then, the carriage stopped, and Gong Shu respectfully announced from outside. Hong Fei, Cui Wu, and the others stood with Gong Shu.
Ji Wushang and Nan Xuzong parted their lips reluctantly. He looked into her bright eyes, and she looked into his dark eyes, their gazes filled with affection and love. Ji Wushang's hands were still wrapped around his waist, while he placed his large hands on her waist.
Just as she was about to speak, Nan Xuzong suddenly picked her up and carried her off the carriage.
Ji Wushang looked into his eyes, silently burying her head in his chest, letting him hold her tightly as they entered the Prince Zong's mansion. Gong Shu and the others watched them go in, then quickly urged the carriage to enter the mansion and settle in.
As night deepened, the Prince's mansion fell silent, with only the occasional patrol of guards passing by.
At this moment, a candle flickered gently outside the love tent, its dim light faintly illuminating the intertwined figures of the two people on the bed.
He slowly kissed every inch of her delicate skin. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she weakly embraced his neck. His perfectly proportioned body pressed against her, supporting him with his hands, while his body moved slowly beneath her. Her head tilted back slightly, which only made it easier for him to see her every captivating expression.
How wonderful this was! He kissed her, from head to toe, leaving no part untouched, every little bit, every inch, with such care.
The burning desire consumed their reason; they only wanted to possess each other, to follow the feeling of body and soul as one, and to experience that irresistible passion!
He gazed at her beautiful, slender neck, and felt incredibly soft beneath him. Her lips were slightly parted, as if she were about to breathe, or perhaps the endless pleasure was making her act so alluringly. Yet, he loved her deeply, and seeing her like this only deepened his appreciation of her fragrance.
"Cong." She couldn't help but call out his name, and his lips covered hers. "Wu Shang." The sweet taste of his lips and the passion of his tongue made him even more reluctant to leave.
His overly gentle actions aroused her immense anxiety, and she was unable to utter a coherent sentence.
Nan Xuzong smiled wickedly. He knew her too well. He lay on top of her and kissed her tenderly.
Upon hearing this question, Ji Wushang blushed even more and pushed him away with her delicate hand.
He chuckled, grabbed her delicate hand and placed it on her head, but in the next second, he struck her hard.
She was startled, but to her surprise, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice that he had relaxed.
She frowned slightly. Who told him to tease her like that? She'd teach him a lesson he deserved! He's always bullying her, huh!
Nan Xuzong enjoyed this ecstatic feeling and could no longer hold back. His movements went from light to heavy, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes without any method and sometimes with a pattern. He was insatiable, taking and taking, endlessly feeling her, her warmth, her tightness, and everything about her.
The candlelight flickered and burned out, yet he continued to move his body, while she had long since fallen into a deep sleep, letting him ravage her. The man turned her over, glancing at the place that had been explored once, his gaze burning.
A voice kept echoing in his ears: "Take her, feel her, take everything of her—every part of her should be yours, every single one should be imbued with your essence! Feel her, and she will feel you!"
If there is an afterlife, she will be able to find you by following your scent and your essence, and be with you to continue the unfinished love affair from the previous life!
A wicked smile played on his lips. He would wait, wait for that moment! Now, he would give her even more of his love! In the next life, he would let her find herself!
The moment she was filled, she finally felt that tearing pain. She woke up with a start and realized that the somewhat perverted man beside her had become so brazen, taking all of her without even asking how she felt!
She frowned, and tears welled up in her eyes. She had already suffered enough last time, why did he have to treat her like this again!
He gently adjusted her posture, but did not change his mind in the slightest.
Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to push him away, but it was to no avail. Instead, her delicate hand touched his chest, which only fueled his desire and ferocity.
He kissed her eyes, sucking her tears into his mouth.
He slowed down his movements, and seeing her face warm up, he became even more ferocious, each thrust heavier and more intense than the last!
It was nearly dawn when he finally released her and held her as they fell asleep. Her penis, now limp after his release, stubbornly refused to come out.
After several unrestrained moments, his body felt completely relaxed, and only then did a satisfied smile appear on his face.
The morning sunlight streamed through the window, and beneath the brocade quilt lay a man and woman, lost in blissful intimacy.
She slightly opened her eyes and gently raised her hand, only to feel a tingling numbness! It was all this man's fault! She glared at him angrily with her fiery eyes, but when she saw the satisfied smile on his face, Ji Wushang's heart softened.
He was simply too deeply in love with himself, and this was a rare occasion when they could do it in a place that belonged only to each other. What other way could a person so deeply infatuated express themselves?
Well, he had felt that pleasure himself; it was a thrill he would never forget. Thinking of this, Ji Wushang helplessly pursed his lips.
Just as she was about to push him away, she noticed that the thing beneath her was stirring and jumping! Ji Wushang was startled, her face instantly turning bright red. This man—she should kick him out! What was he trying to do!
"Hmm?" Suddenly, a gentle and mellow voice, like fine wine, rang in her ear. The warm breath was so close, and most importantly, as he spoke, the unruly thing below grew much bigger, stuck there, about to burst forth!
"You, you, get out, get out!" She blushed with embarrassment and stammered. How dare he be so presumptuous as to treat her like this!
"Hehe, just a moment, just a moment." He laughed, turned around, and pressed her back onto the bed, giving her a powerful thrust in an instant.
The thrilling sensation traveled from the point of connection between the two, reaching her nerves, stimulating her spinal nerves, and ultimately transmitting to her brainwaves.
"You bad guy, you bad guy!" She punched him in the chest, but he just kept smiling and kissing her gently, bringing her the beauty of the morning.
During breakfast, Ji Wushang kept a sour face, holding his bowl and sitting opposite him, resolutely refusing to sit next to him, let alone on his lap.
Nan Xuzong watched the little woman in front of him throwing a tantrum, a slight smile always playing on his lips. When he ate and tried to put some food in her bowl, she would deliberately take the bowl away, preventing him from doing so.
She had to teach this man a lesson; he showed absolutely no respect for her opinions and feelings! At first, she had even made excuses for his actions, but now it seemed she didn't need to! Hmph! Ji Wushang gave Nan Xuzong a couple of light snorts, then picked up some food and ate it herself.
Nan Xuzong smiled gently as he slowly ate his food. However, he would patiently put food on her plate again and again. She would take the bowl away, and he would put the bowl back on for her to eat. The next time, he would put food on her plate again.
"Fake kindness! I won't eat it, I won't eat it!" Ji Wushang sneered.
"Yeah, I'm just pretending to be nice, but you still have to eat, or you'll be hungry," Nan Xuzong said with a smile.
Hongfei and Cuiwu brought over the food. Looking at the two men, the man grinned sheepishly, while the woman sternly called them "bad guys." The two maids chuckled inwardly, thinking, "The master's probably bullying the Fourth Princess again!" They thought, "If they were like this, it would be perfect. Otherwise, how could they live like this?"
"Here, these are your favorite snacks, have a bite." Nan Xuzong smiled ingratiatingly as he put food into her bowl. She pouted, realizing how hungry she was.
"I don't need you to serve me!" Ji Wushang snorted, put the pastry back on the original plate, then picked up another piece for himself and put it in his mouth.
Nan Xuzong felt extremely pleased watching her sulking. Hongfei and Cuiwu, standing behind them, covered their mouths and chuckled.
Ji Wushang turned her head and looked at the two maids. "What are you laughing at?" she asked immediately with a stern face.
"Reporting to the Fourth Imperial Consort, we servants did not laugh," Hongfei immediately said, kneeling down.
Ji Wushang snorted coldly, but upon hearing Nan Xuzong laughing, he immediately turned his head and pointed at Nan Xuzong, "You're laughing too?"
“My wife is above me, I am not laughing!” Nan Xuzong raised his hand and said seriously.
Ji Wushang pouted and lowered her head to eat her food.
Nan Xuzong waved for Hongfei and Cuiwu to leave, then instantly moved to Ji Wushang's side, grabbed her waist, and pulled her onto his lap. He was now sitting in her original spot, while she was sitting on his lap!
"Hey!" Ji Wushang exclaimed softly, "You, Nan Xuzong, you!"
Nan Xuzong looked at her glaring angrily and laughed, "What's wrong with me?"
"Go back to your seat and put me down! I want to eat!" Ji Wushang protested.
However, the protests were ineffective.
“I’ll feed you,” Nan Xuzong said. “Don’t be angry, okay? I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? I’ll listen to you from now on, okay? Don’t be angry, okay?” He held her in his arms. If he weren’t so tall and she weren’t so petite, they probably wouldn’t have had such a natural effect! This is probably what they call being a good match.
Ji Wushang pouted, "Angry!"
"I promise, I promise I'll ask your opinion before doing anything from now on, okay?" he said ingratiatingly.
"You never keep your word! Your promises don't count either, humph!" She wasn't buying his act!
"Hmm, what should I do? What should I do to make you forgive your husband?" Nan Xuzong narrowed his eyes, as if deep in thought or scrutinizing her expression.
Ji Wushang struggled, "Put me down." This time, I need to teach him a lesson!
Nan Xuzong narrowed his eyes, but the next second, his face fell, and he said pitifully, "My wife, please forgive me..."
"No forgiveness!" Ji Wushang retorted angrily, "You're always breaking your word, I'm not going to forgive you!"
Nan Xuzong lowered his eyes, remaining silent as he quietly watched her. Had he gone too far? Had he failed to cherish and love her enough? Was he truly unforgivable? How could he appease her? How could he win back her heart?
Ji Wushang lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable when he suddenly became quiet. So he secretly looked at him out of the corner of his eye. At this moment, his face was full of grievance, pity, guilt, tenderness, and helplessness.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked softly, then nudged his chest.
"I...I'm sorry..." he whispered.
Ji Wushang pouted, looked at him, reached out and pinched his cheek. Hmm, it did have a nice feel to it; it was the first time she'd ever pinched him! He wasn't angry at all; instead, he looked at her with disbelief. Was she going to forgive him?
"I forgive you," she said, just as he had hoped.
He stared at her, his eyes widening instantly. "Really?"
"Hmm." Some things are best left unsaid; moderation is key. He loves me, otherwise he wouldn't be begging for my forgiveness like this. Besides, I know he sometimes has trouble controlling himself in that area.
Seeing his happy expression, Ji Wushang narrowed her eyes slightly, remembering his arrogance, and immediately added, "Yes, you must do what you just said!"
"...Okay." What did I just say? I've said so much, I'm a little confused. Never mind, I'll just agree first! Nan Xuzong smiled and pulled her into his arms, kissing her lips passionately before immediately picking up some food for her. "Come on, let your husband feed you!"
Ji Wushang was speechless; his face changed faster than anything else! But looking at him, he was indeed filled with happiness. However, in the next second, Ji Wushang saw that his bowl was already piled high with the food he had put on his plate.
"That's enough," Ji Wushang said helplessly. Why was he acting like a child? Sometimes he was so powerful that it was hard for Ji Wushang to get close to him, and other times he felt like he was facing a big boy. Moreover, he often changed his expression.
Nan Xuzong glanced at Ji Wushang with a grin, but seeing the surprise in her eyes, he ignored it and greeted her with a smile, "Alright, let's start eating!"
"Alright!" Ji Wushang had no choice but to nod in agreement.
But looking at him, why did he always feel like he had her completely under his thumb? Ji Wushang secretly glanced at him again; his face was full of smiles, and he was in an extremely good mood!
"What are you looking at?" Nan Xuzong turned around abruptly and asked her immediately. His vigilance was still as high as ever!
Ji Wushang paused for a moment, then said, "No, nothing."
"Okay," Nan Xuzong nodded.
After breakfast, Gong Shu came in from outside. Nan Xuzong quietly settled Ji Wushang in and then left.
Ji Wushang watched his departing figure, slightly lost in thought.
Yes, he can't be by my side all the time, so I should cherish it. It's already very good that he can stay with me; he doesn't take concubines, doesn't take mistresses, and doesn't promote maids, which is already very rare.
In the corridor.
"When did this happen?" Nan Xuzong turned around and asked. Were they in such a hurry? But, humph, they don't need to make me do anything! Fine!
"It was late last night," Gong Shu reported. After thinking for a moment, he immediately knelt down and said, "My lord, please give the order!" Since others had already begun to take action and stir up trouble, how could he sit idly by and wait for his death?