They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 344, Eyes Filled with Tears

Chu Qiu intentionally or unintentionally avoided Wu Ziyan's wolfish gaze, his veins bulging as he tried to control himself.

"Can I touch it now?"

Chu Qiu stared at Wu Ziyan with a cold glint in his eyes and nodded. Wu Ziyan extended an index finger to probe, slowly approaching.

Chu Qiu grabbed her wrist and made her place her entire palm against his chest.

It was hard yet somewhat soft. She patted her hand in the water, but due to the water's resistance, it didn't feel very real.

But it's also clear that his hand is tentatively probing.

Wu Ziyan wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him.

Chu Qiu's hands were rough to begin with, and when he held her, it felt as if she had no bones; they were so smooth and delicate.

The wrapped clothes were untied in the water, and only their heads were above water; as for what was underwater...

No words were needed; their lips met, their eyes were glazed, and water droplets danced in the air.

Wu Ziyan's hand was flailing wildly in the water when it accidentally touched his sensitive spot, making his face turn red and hot.

His emotions surged even more uncontrollably, and Wu Ziyan smiled slyly.

He was still an innocent young man, and he reacted in the blink of an eye.

"Do you want?"

"I cannot do such a thing with Your Highness."

"But we've already gone through the wedding ceremony today, so why are you holding back? I can feel how much you're suffering. Don't you like me?"

The questions she asked seemed to echo in Chu Qiu's ears like the whispers of a demon.

How could he not like Wu Ziyan? He even wanted to possess her completely.

But he can't now. What if she gets pregnant with his child? He would be letting Sima Lingchuan down!

As he thought this, Wu Ziyan continued to entangle and demand him. He grabbed her shoulders with both hands, his eyes filled with lust and anger.

"Your Highness Ziyan, please stop!"

"What am I like? What's wrong with me? Tell me."

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to be rude to you!"

I liked to whisper in his ear, and even bit it: "Let's see how unreasonable you can be!"

Chu Qiu held her tightly, and she felt a tightness in his arms. She knew that Chu Qiu was enduring, but she was also somewhat wary. She couldn't bear to torment him.

She gently patted his back: "Okay, then help me scrub my back. After all, I've been traveling for the past few days, and I must be quite dirty."

"Okay." His voice was very hoarse, as if he was deliberately speaking in a low voice.

Gently wiping her jade-like back with a towel, the bathroom was just as quiet as it was, for a while.

The rubbing stopped abruptly; such close friction was enough to make one's blood boil—of course, this refers to Wu Ziyan.

She didn't know if it was from eating mutton or drinking alcohol, but she could feel two warm streams flowing down her nose.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked it; it tasted fishy but somewhat sweet. It turned out she had a nosebleed!

She couldn't hold it in any longer; her nose started bleeding. She quickly covered her nose with one hand and raised her elbow.

Seeing her so suddenly, Chu Qiu turned her head and saw bloodstains between her fingers.

I thought something had happened, why was she bleeding from her nose!

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, just too much desire, I'm holding it in."

His speech was slurred and unclear, and he would eventually cough up blood. How could he possibly stay in the water like that?

Stand up quickly. Without the hot water, the blood circulation will gradually stop.

Chu Qiu quickly came out and wrapped her in a clean robe.

Even if it's warm inside, you'll feel cold once you leave the hot water. Don't catch a cold.

"Okay, okay, it's stopped."

Looking at Chu Qiu's worried face, even her physical reaction subsided a little.

Wu Ziyan patted his abs again: "Chu Qiu, you need to learn to be happy, like this..."

Her hand slowly caressed over him, and the feeling was indescribable. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and it was as if his mind was blank and he was unable to think at that moment.

"Do it yourself, I need to get dressed."

"Your Highness...no, can you help me?"

The look in his eyes was like a puppy begging its owner to stay.

Wu Ziyan felt that his feet were cold and his hands were numb, but he still had to take responsibility.

She smiled wickedly, raising an eyebrow: "Good girl."

He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, whether in discomfort or enjoyment was unclear.

But his eyes had become unfocused; at that moment, he truly wasn't thinking about anything.

Afterwards, she hugged Wu Ziyan tightly, her eyes still seeming to hold a hint of grievance.

Liang Jingjing looked a little pitiful. He hooked his arm around her neck, his lips already cool, and gently kissed her eyes.

"Your Highness, please don't look... I..."

His hand naturally rested on his neck, and he said softly, "Okay, I won't look, I won't look."

After a while, perhaps sensing that Wu Ziyan's body temperature was slowly decreasing.

He regained some consciousness and took a clean, thick coat that was hanging nearby to wrap Wu Ziyan in.

However, she wasn't wearing any inner garment; she was simply wrapped up like a cotton ball.

He was wearing a large coat; he had long been accustomed to the cold wind here.

But he couldn't let the person in his arms get cold.

The elderly people outside were standing far away from the bathhouse, waiting until they saw the two of them come out.

Moreover, Chu Qiu was carrying Wu Ziyan horizontally, which in their eyes was somewhat putting the cart before the horse.

But perhaps their young master Chu Qiu just has a taste for this.

Of course, we won't discuss it much; we'll just focus on cleaning up the preventative measures.

Chu Qiu carried Wu Ziyan back to his room, which was simply furnished.

It's arguably better than even the guesthouses outside, but the taste is reassuring.

It smelled of cedar, earth, and sandalwood; perhaps it was the unique scent of his room on a snowy day.

He put her on the bed and draped a blanket over her. To his surprise, the blanket felt warm, as if it had just been heated by a stove.

Isn't this more considerate than the women in her household?

However, Chu Qiu did not sit on the bed, but instead wiped her hair, which was a few strands wet.

Wu Ziyan struggled to free himself from the cotton robe he was wrapped in, and then poked his head out from under the covers.

Staring at Chu Qiu, I don't know if it was the dim candlelight or something else, but he looked so captivating.

"Chu Qiu, are you sure you can do it?"

He turned around, a hint of embarrassment on his face. He had just stepped down when Wu Ziyan started teasing him again.

He must hold back, he can't... he absolutely can't!

"Come to bed quickly, it's cold for me to sleep alone."

"Your Highness, you should go to sleep first. I will sleep later."

"No, no, come quickly!"

As you spoke, you lifted a corner of the blanket, revealing glimpses of her figure underneath, her legs crossed.

She rested her hands on her temples, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dreamy, and she exuded a captivating charm with every blink.

Chu Qiu was quite dull in front of Wu Ziyan, but she also opened the door to a new world for him. Even if they couldn't have sex, he could still experience it.

But he still longed to be with her, for that was the only way to be truly complete. He sat on the bed.

Wu Ziyan rested her head on his lap. He tried to pull away, but she held him back.

"Your Highness, are you really not afraid that I will make a mistake?"

"I will not punish you, but I will not force you either. So go to sleep."

The disappointment in those last four words was palpable; she probably did hope he would do that.

"Your Highness."

"what?"

"I don't understand these things. Can you teach the minister?"

“Okay, I’ll have Fang Yuerong get you a book on bedroom arts later.”

"What you learn from books is never enough; I would like Your Highness to teach me now."

This was what Wu Ziyan wanted, but she pretended to turn her head away.

With a sullen expression, she had Chu Qiu completely under her control.

"Above or below?"

"Either is fine"

"is it here?"

"Now, you idiot..."

Finally, the bed curtains fell, and Chu Qiu lay down to the side, panting heavily. In the end, he still couldn't take that step; it was just his first taste.

Wu Ziyan felt like a cat was scratching at her heart.

The atmosphere has already reached this point, so why not!

Why don't you?

“Your Highness is not taking any risks. My mother says that childbirth is dangerous for women.”

His words touched her deeply. Indeed, what man would have thought of such a thing?

Everything was done from his perspective. If she were a man, she would have slept with him long ago.

Unexpectedly, he preferred to suffer himself.

Wu Ziyan rolled over and pinned him beneath her, cupping his face in her hands.

"My Chu Qiu, what should I do with you? Well, I'll make an exception and help you one more time, but don't disappoint me next time."

Chu Qiu's breathing rose and fell as she gripped the bedsheets tightly. Finally, she let out a long sigh, and Wu Ziyan closed her eyes as well.

But the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't get over it, so she hugged his lips and sucked on them until she couldn't breathe.

She seemed to have been a little aroused earlier, before contentedly placing his hand on her chest and falling asleep peacefully.

Chu Qiu couldn't sleep all night, since the person next to him was right next to him.

Even with skin to skin, I could feel her warmth with every movement, whether it was a slight split or a minor movement.

He stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, and his consciousness gradually became hazy.

When he was asleep, he was almost in a half-awake, half-asleep state, and he could feel Wu Ziyan constantly pressing against him.

It turned out that the heater had cooled down, and the air conditioning in the room was gradually coming up; she was looking for a warm place.

He rolled over and pulled Wu Ziyan into his arms, his arms going numb from her weight; at that moment, he was in a state of enlightenment.

He was thinking that other ordinary couples do the same thing, but usually it's the woman who's taller and holds the man in her arms, but he likes it this way.

It seemed quite late in the morning; the wind could be heard whistling outside. Chu Qiu rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Looking down, he saw Wu Ziyan curled up in his arms like a kitten.

She pressed her hand against her face; it was chubby, and her lips were pouting.

He was mesmerized. He noticed her eyelashes trembling slightly and her eyes moving; she was probably about to wake up.

But he didn't shy away from it at all, his eyes fixed on her. She had just opened her eyes, and everything in front of her was still a little blurry when she felt a cool sensation on her forehead.

It turned out that Chu Qiu was kissing her forehead and patting her back with his other hand; he had no intention of getting up.

He was afraid that once he stepped out of that room, all those memories of spending time together would vanish like a dream.

With his eyes fully open, looking at Chu Qiu's handsome face, he truly regretted not having eaten him.

She drew circles on his chest with her hand, murmuring with a thick nasal tone, "Good morning, my Chu Qiu."

His voice was so soft, sweet, and gentle that it sent shivers down your spine.

He couldn't help but have a physiological reaction again, or rather, it never subsided.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

His finger lingered on the tip of her nose, his eyes fixed on her, as if she were bathed in light, so beautiful!

The two kissed and embraced, while snow began to fall from the sky outside.

Just then, they seemed to hear voices coming from the courtyard. The two of them, their lips still wet with saliva, were whispering sweet nothings to each other as they reluctantly parted.

"What time is it now? We haven't gotten up yet. Have they already returned?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because it's snowing outside, so there's no daylight and the room is dark."

"Shall we get ready?"

She deliberately left her hands outside to cool them, then brought them back into the quilt to cool Chu Qiu. He didn't say anything.

However, he was very reluctant to leave, because he knew that he would not be staying in Qiyang for long and had to set off for the capital immediately.

"Why aren't you answering? Do you not want to get up? Do you want to stay here?"

"Of course I want to stay by Your Highness's side, but I want to hug Your Highness a little longer."

The sounds outside were getting closer, and it seemed like they could hear them talking.

Chu Feng said, "Isn't it inappropriate for the two of you to go into this courtyard?"

"I wonder what they were doing last night. It's so late, and they still haven't gotten up?"

Qi Zexuan was being sarcastic and sarcastic there.

“I don’t have to go back, but the two of them must return to the capital, at least before the Lantern Festival.”

Wu Ziyan and Chu Qiu are currently shirtless in the room, and they didn't even lock the door last night.

If they were to push the door open now, they would be greeted by a beautiful spring scene!

“They’re coming, and we’re still not up. We didn’t lock the door. What kind of image would it have if they saw us like this?”

Just as Chu Qiu was about to stand up and put on his clothes, Wu Ziyan grabbed him tightly with her hand, her eyes filled with a strong sense of amusement—it was a real thrill!

"Your Highness, I will go and lock the door."

His eyes also held a hint of amusement, giving Wu Ziyan a feeling of going against the grain.

"Hey, Chu Qiu, I'm not making a fuss anymore. I'm getting up. Seriously, if they see this, I'll want to crawl into a hole in the ground."

"Alas, Your Highness, you were the one who stopped me, so you can't go back on your word."

His eyes held a hint of cunning, and the corners of his mouth were turned up in a slant.

Wu Ziyan hurriedly got out of bed, but a gust of cold wind blew her back into the covers.

Chu Qiu went over, locked the door, and then came back and crawled into bed.

They did nothing, just lay there holding hands for more than ten minutes.

“Your Highness, I really want to stay in this moment, but I know I can’t. In fact, I couldn’t help myself several times last night, but I knew I couldn’t. I hope that one day I can.”

Wu Ziyan was very grateful that he was so understanding and cherished her so much, so she turned over to face him.

She placed her hand on his chest; the two were now pressed together, their heartbeats gradually synchronizing.

It is said that only two people who truly love each other will have their heartbeats in sync.

She was just staring blankly at her heartbeat when she looked up and saw that Chu Qiu's eyes were filled with tears.