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Chapter 376: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 60

Inside the bedroom, there was a brocade quilt embroidered with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the wedding bed was sprinkled with red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds, symbolizing the early birth of a son and a happy marriage.

The dragon and phoenix wedding candles swayed gracefully, casting an ambiguous light on the room. Wen Yuan took off her heavy phoenix coronet and bridal robe, changed into a light nightgown, and sat quietly by the bed, feeling uneasy.

This was the scene Yinzhen saw when he entered the bedroom. His queen, with her petite body wrapped in a veil, had skin as white as snow under the candlelight, and her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, making her so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.

"What are you thinking about, Yuan'er?" Yinzhen walked over to sit next to Wen Yuan and asked gently.

Wen Yuan raised her head and met Yinzhen's deep eyes, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

"I am just a little nervous."

Yinzhen chuckled and took Wen Yuan into his arms.

"Silly, what is there to be nervous about between us?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, with an irresistible charm. Wen Yuan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and she gently leaned on Yinzhen's chest, feeling his warm body temperature.

Yinzhen gently tucked the loose hair around Wenyuan's ears behind her ears, her delicate face reflected in his deep eyes. He picked up the wine pot and filled two cups with wedding wine, handed one to Wenyuan, and held the other in his own hand.

"Yuan'er..." Yinzhen's voice was low and gentle, like a whisper.

"Today is our happy day. From now on, you will be my queen and share this vast country with me."

Wen Yuan lowered her eyes shyly and took the wine glass with her slender hands.

Wen Yuan took a sip of wine, and a spicy taste spread in her mouth. She couldn't help but cough a few times. Seeing this, Yinzhen quickly reached out and stroked her back.

"Drink slowly." Yinzhen said softly, his eyes full of pampering.

"Although this wedding wine is sweet, it has a strong aftertaste."

Wen Yuan looked up and met Yinzhen's eyes as deep as the night sky, and her heart skipped a beat.

After drinking the wedding wine, Wen Yuan felt a hot current rushing to her forehead, and Yinzhen's face in front of her gradually became blurred.

"This wedding wine..." She wanted to speak, but found that her tongue seemed to be tied, and she couldn't even use her best coquettish behavior.

Yinzhen looked at Wen Yuan's confused eyes, and an abnormal blush appeared on his fair cheeks. He was secretly happy in his heart, but pretended to be worried on his face: "Yuan'er, are you not taking well to the wine?"

Wen Yuan wanted to shake her head, but she was powerless, so she could only let Yinzhen pick her up and carry her sideways towards the luxurious wedding bed covered with red dates, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds.

"Be good, Yuan'er. I've been holding it in for a year. You must reward me well..." Yinzhen's voice was low and hoarse, filled with suppressed desire.

Wen Yuan was in a daze at the moment, and she only felt that the man in front of her was extremely handsome, and his scorching eyes seemed to melt her. She pushed him away powerlessly, mumbling incoherently: "Your Majesty... wine..."

"Be good, the aftereffects of this wine will wear off in a moment."

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan exclaimed, but Yinzhen responded even more passionately. His kiss fell like a storm, with an aggressive breath that made her unable to breathe.

"Call me husband..." Yinzhen said vaguely, and his hot breath sprayed on Wen Yuan's ears, causing her to shudder. Wen Yuan felt weak all over, unable to resist, and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

"Husband..." Wen Yuan's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but it made Yinzhen pause.

"Yuan'er, you are finally willing to call me husband..." There was an imperceptible tremor in Yinzhen's voice. He lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of Wen Yuan's eyes, his tone as gentle as if he was treating a treasure.

"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this sound..."

Wen Yuan's heart seemed to be gently hit by something, and she looked at the affectionate man in front of her.

The red candles flickered, the bed curtains hung low, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Yinzhen gently stroked Wen Yuan's cheek, his eyes full of obsession.

"Yuan'er, you are so beautiful..." He murmured softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

Wen Yuan was dazed at the moment, feeling hot all over, and Yinzhen's face was getting closer and farther away, making it hard to see clearly. She instinctively wanted to push him away, but she had no strength and could only utter a few weak sobs.

"Be good, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you..."

Yinzhen's voice seemed to have a magical power, which gradually relaxed Wen Yuan. She responded to his kiss in a daze, feeling like a small boat drifting on the rough sea...

The golden sunlight shone into the bedroom through the carved window lattices, illuminating the mess in the room. The dragon and phoenix wedding candles had burned out, leaving only pools of solidified candle tears, indicating the madness of last night.

Wen Yuan slowly opened her eyes, only to feel a splitting headache and aches all over her body, as if she had been run over by a carriage. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but found herself being held tightly in someone's arms, unable to move.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan called in a low voice, her voice was so hoarse, as if it had been polished with sandpaper.

Yinzhen opened his eyes dazedly, and seeing Wen Yuan awake, a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yuan'er, are you awake?"

Yinzhen's fingers gently slid across Wen Yuan's smooth back, leaving a series of ambiguous traces. He was greedy for the fragrance of the person in his arms, and his tone was so gentle that it almost dripped water: "Yuan'er, you were so passionate last night..."

Wen Yuan endured the pain in her body and rolled her eyes in her heart.

Passion? It was obvious that this old man had given her an aphrodisiac, so she had no power to resist!

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan's voice was so delicate and lazi as if she had just woken up, that it made Yinzhen's bones go soft.

"Why are you still calling me Emperor?" Yinzhen bit Wen Yuan's earlobe in dissatisfaction, with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy in his tone.

"Didn't I tell you last night that you should call me husband?"

Wen Yuan resisted the urge to slap him away and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, I'm not used to it yet~"

The call of "Your Majesty" was so convoluted that Yinzhen was distracted and wanted to rub her into his bones and blood. He turned over and pressed Wen Yuan under him, speaking in a domineering but doting tone: "My Yuan'er is getting more and more charming..."

Wen Yuan pretended to be shy, put her hands around Yinzhen's neck, and said in a voice so sweet that it seemed to be able to be drawn: "Then how does the emperor plan to reward me?"

Yinzhen's eyes darkened and he lowered his head to kiss the chattering little mouth.

Yinzhen was in a good mood, and he held the girl in his arms for a long time before he remembered that he had promised Wen Yuan yesterday to give her a surprise. He gently played with a strand of Wen Yuan's hair and said softly, "Yuan'er, do you still remember that I promised you yesterday to give you a surprise?"