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Jinse's mind went blank. Her doll, and Xuan Li's doll?
Xuan Li untied Jinse's belt. The brocade robe, the inner garment, the undergarment, and the trousers—all felt so natural and familiar, as if they had practiced a thousand times before finally being honest with each other. He gently pressed her down and leaned in to savor the taste of the red plum.
"Jinse," Xuan Li called softly, "be my Wife."
"Wife, you are so beautiful and fragrant."
At that moment, Jinse was in a daze. The feeling was like that year during the Lantern Festival when the fireworks burst forth in an instant of exquisite beauty, making one forget everything around them, even neglecting that it was Jinse whom Xuan Li was calling out to.
"Jinse, Wife, I did not wait for you in the palace."
There was no Jinse in the palace, nor in the capital; Jinse existed only in his dreams.
Xuan Li sighed softly and stepped into that deep void.
Jinse, do you remember? You once promised me that you would be my Wife.
I still remember.
The mountain valley was ethereal, with clear water flowing gently, as if stepping into a fairyland.
"Jinse, do you know my heart has quietly gone mad for you?"
Even in dreams.
Even if it's only in dreams, I can love you.
The sudden pain surprised Jinse. It hurt so much.
They were already—
Furrowing her delicate brows, she said, "Xuan Li, be gentle; it hurts."
“Jinse, you feel so real tonight.”
Tonight? When was she ever not real?
“Uh.”
As Xuan Li continued to demand, Jinse became lost once again in this boundless dream. He felt so comfortable, as if soaking in a hot spring, surrounded by fragrant scents and that tight, smooth feeling. Such scenes had appeared countless times in his nights, where he could hold her, possess her, and hear her soft gasps beneath him.
She had promised to be his Wife, after all; that was what he was meant to do.
He had always been looking forward to this, always waiting, but he couldn't find her in the palace. She did not appear in his harem, did not allow him to hold her, to possess her directly, to be her man, her only emperor, her sky.
He secretly thought of her madly; her body, her warmth constantly appeared in his lonely, locked nights.
But tonight, this feeling was incredibly real. Was it because of the wine?
The sensation of drunkenness felt so wonderful.
Xuan Li growled like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, racing without anyone to remind him or pull him back.
This feeling was too beautiful, too enchanting. For the first time, he felt like a true man dedicated to conquering a woman.
“Jinse, stay with me, together.”
“Mm.”
So it turns out that when he called my name, it sounded so enchanting.
Xuan Li, Jinse is captivated by you.
“Jinse, I want you even more.” A soft sigh, low and alluring.
"Always Not Enough for You"
Perhaps Xuan Li wanted too much during the night. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, and Jinse was still quietly asleep.
Everything from last night was not a dream!
Xuan Li turned his head to look at Jinse's serene sleeping face. He still remembered how crazily he had possessed her, marking her with his own imprint. The deep and shallow marks on her delicate white skin told him everything. Last night was not a dream; he truly had her, without any reservations.
"Hmph," he thought, it had always been like this. Whatever others called for, he would do. If they told him to enter the palace, he would enter; if they told him not to go to the Consort Selection, he wouldn't go. But he seemed to have forgotten that she had said she wanted to be his bride? Xuan Li snorted coldly, realizing she had never fought for him even once.
"What should I do with you?" While Xuan Li was pondering this, Jinse's eyelashes fluttered. Before he could figure out how to face her, Xuan Li closed his eyes.
Feeling sore all over, he moved his hand from her waist and gently got out of bed, quietly putting on his clothes and softly opening the door to leave.
As soon as the door clicked shut, the man in bed suddenly sat up, fire blazing in his eyes—she had slipped away!
"Damn it." Xuan Li clenched his fist and pounded it on the bed.
However, this time coming out of the palace to find her had yielded good results. A smile crept onto Xuan Li's lips; otherwise, how could he have left the capital during the Consort Selection? It was because the capital no longer had Jinse.
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