PFC Chapter 173 Infiltrating the Imperial Harem and Secretly Meeting the Princess
Chapter 173 Infiltrating the Imperial Harem and Secretly Meeting the Princess
Xiao Jinyan stepped forward, patted Chu Liangchen on the shoulder, and said with a piercing gaze, "Liangchen, you must overcome this! This is not only for yourself, but also for our future cause, to overthrow the tyrannical Liu Kun and save the people from suffering. Personal feelings seem so insignificant in the face of this grand historical tide. Zhen'er is also one of the sacrifices, a key link in our plan."
Chu Liangchen was silent for a moment, as if weighing the weight of each word. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Jinyan, I'll listen to you. For the greater good, I'm willing to do anything."
Xiao Jinyan nodded with satisfaction, a faint smile playing on his lips: "That's right, Liangchen. It's just an act. Once our great cause is accomplished, the two of us will be remembered in history. At that time, what difficulty will it be to find that pure emotion again?"
So, Chu Liangchen slowly stepped into the festively decorated bridal chamber.
Inside the room, Yu Zhen'er sat gracefully on the embroidered brocade quilt. Her red makeup accentuated her fair skin and clear eyes. Upon seeing her husband return, a smile of surprise and joy instantly bloomed on her face. She whispered, "Husband, you're finally back."
Looking at his beautiful wife, Chu Liangchen felt an indescribable tenderness welling up in his heart. A smile appeared on his lips as he said, "I went out to take a leak and took a few breaths of the fresh air outside. I feel refreshed now, completely different from before."
After saying that, he gently patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Yu Zhen'er to come closer.
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er's eyes flashed with concern and tenderness as she carefully examined Chu Liangchen, as if trying to capture every subtle change in him.
"My husband, you look so much better, as if you've been reborn."
Chu Liangchen smiled slightly, reached out and took Yu Zhen'er's hand, and said gently but firmly, "Madam, please help me undress."
Yu Zhen'er's cheeks flushed instantly, but she wasn't shy. She stood up gracefully and moved lightly to stand in front of Chu Liangchen. Her slender fingers gently touched the intricate buttons, her movements both elegant and skillful.
Just as she was concentrating on removing Chu Liangchen's elaborate clothes, Chu Liangchen suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes becoming intense and deep.
Yu Zhen'er was startled by this sudden action, her heart skipped a beat, and she asked softly, "Husband, what's wrong?"
Chu Liangchen gazed into Yu Zhen'er's affectionate eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice low and hoarse: "Madam, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes my heart flutter."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er's cheeks flushed even more, her eyes sparkling with shyness and anticipation. She softly asked, "Husband, do you want me?"
A look of determination and longing flashed in Chu Liangchen's eyes. He held Yu Zhen'er's hand tightly, his voice firm and urgent: "I want to, I really want to. Zhen'er, you are mine. I want to spend this beautiful time with you."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er's face beamed with a happy smile, yet also held a hint of mischief: "But, husband, didn't you just say you weren't feeling well? Could it be that now..."
Chu Liangchen chuckled softly, pulled Yu Zhen'er into a tight embrace, and said gently, "That's because seeing you healed my heartache without any treatment."
With a hint of shyness yet unwavering determination, Yu Zhen'er said, "My husband, since your heart has opened to me and you yearn to have me, then come on. I, Yu Zhen'er, have long been your destined partner."
Upon hearing this, Chu Liangchen felt an indescribable surge of emotion. He gently supported Yu Zhen'er's delicate shoulders, his gaze so tender it could melt ice.
Yu Zhen'er slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, outlining an extremely charming smile.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the two people's rapid and uneasy breathing.
Suddenly, Chu Liangchen could no longer suppress the passion in his heart. He leaned down and his lips covered Yu Zhen'er's softness like a storm. It was a kiss that was both gentle and wild, with an irresistible force, gradually enveloping Yu Zhen'er tightly.
Yu Zhen'er was captivated by the passionate kiss. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Chu Liangchen's neck, responding in an almost instinctive way. Their kiss gradually became hot and lingering, as if they wanted to merge their souls into each other's bodies.
As the kiss deepened, the temperature in the room seemed to rise quietly, and clothes slipped off one by one without them noticing, like petals falling and scattering all over the floor.
Finally, as if drawn by fate, the two collapsed together on the soft bed. Everything around them blurred, leaving only the sounds of their heartbeats and breaths intertwined, creating a hymn to life.
When everything returned to calm, a bright crimson stain remained on the bed sheet, a testament to Yu Zhen'er's purity and love.
Yu Zhen'er gently lay on Chu Liangchen's broad chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart filled with an unprecedented peace and contentment.
"My husband, from this day forward, I, Yu Zhen'er, am yours. No matter what changes may come, I am willing to spend this life with you."
Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Chu Liangchen felt an unprecedented surge of happiness and responsibility. He gently stroked Yu Zhen'er's smooth, jade-like shoulders, his eyes filled with doting affection and tenderness.
"My lady, do you know that meeting you is the greatest fortune of my life? If one day you find out I've lied to you, will you blame me?"
Yu Zhen'er's eyes flickered with confusion and amusement as she softly chuckled, "Husband, what kind of joke are you making? Our love is as deep as the sea, how could you bear to lie to me?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Liangchen's gaze deepened, as if he had a thousand words to say but hesitated. He slowly rose, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness that was barely perceptible: "Madam, I am not joking. I simply want to know, if one day I were to propose taking a concubine, would you... allow it?"
Yu Zhen'er was slightly taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on her lips: "Taking a concubine? I don't really care about that. Look, I have a half-sister. Not long after she got married, her husband took a concubine, and life went on just fine, didn't it?"
Chu Liangchen noticed the subtle change in her eyes, but still insisted on asking, "Does Madam mean that it's acceptable?"
Yu Zhen'er nodded gently, her smile showing a hint of relief: "Of course, it's not uncommon for men to have multiple wives and concubines in this world. Moreover, as descendants of a prominent family, we should be even more tolerant and understanding."
However, Chu Liangchen did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, he changed the subject and asked in a probing tone, "Then, Madam, if one day you suddenly find yourself as a concubine in this household, and another woman takes your place as the principal wife, how would you feel?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er couldn't help but chuckle: "Husband, your jokes are getting increasingly outrageous. I was the first wife, a proper and lawful marriage. Even if you were to take a concubine in the future, how could you so easily shake my position? Unless..."
Chu Liangchen quickly replied, "Unless what?"
Yu Zhen'er smiled knowingly, but still pretended to be innocent and said, "Unless I married in later, then the one who married you first would naturally be the principal wife."
In Yu Zhen'er's heart, the memory of Chu Liangchen's past was like a dusty ancient book; occasionally flipping through it would always stir up a subtle, almost imperceptible, worry in her. She knew that Chu Liangchen had been married once; his ex-wife, Princess Xincai, was a royal noblewoman who had once been showered with love and affection, but was forcibly taken by Liu Kun during a palace coup, ultimately meeting a tragic end with her disappearance unknown. It was rumored that she had perished in the palace.
This realization made Yu Zhen'er confidently believe that her position as the principal wife in this mansion was unshakeable and unassailable.
However, behind this confidence, Yu Zhen'er was unaware that Princess Xincai was not actually dead.
Faced with Yu Zhen'er's statement, Chu Liangchen smiled and slowly said, "Does Madam mean that the first to marry in will be the principal wife, and those who come later will naturally have to settle for the position of concubine?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er's smile widened: "Of course, everything in the world has its order of arrival, doesn't it?"
Chu Liangchen nodded slightly, a complex look flashing in his eyes, as if he had made an important decision at that moment.
"Yes, I understand what you mean, Madam."
Yu Zhen'er spoke softly, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness and anticipation: "Husband, have you come to understand something?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Liangchen smiled gently. He held Yu Zhen'er's soft, boneless hand tightly, his eyes full of doting affection: "Madam, I will certainly follow your wishes and go through fire and water without hesitation."
Yu Zhen'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly and hummed softly, her laughter carrying a hint of pride and satisfaction: "Hmph, my husband is so good to me, it really makes me happy."
As she spoke, she unconsciously rubbed her calf against Chu Liangchen's strong thigh, like a spoiled kitten, instantly melting anyone's heart.
Feeling this intimacy, Chu Liangchen felt a warm current surge in his heart. He suddenly tightened his grip on Yu Zhen'er's leg, his eyes gleaming with fervent light: "Madam, let's do it again. The night is so deep, and our love is so tender. How can we let it slip away?"
Yu Zhen'er feigned a coquettish tone, her lips slightly upturned, but her eyes were full of laughter: "Hmph, you rascal, it's only been a short while, and you can't hold back anymore?"
Chu Liangchen chuckled softly, his gaze burning as if he could see right through Yu Zhen'er: "Who can resist such charm, Madam? Every gesture you make is full of allure, and you're so good at captivating hearts. How could I not be moved?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen'er felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with determination and tenderness: "Hmph, considering how affectionate you are towards me, I'll grant your wish one more time."
As she spoke, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Chu Liangchen's neck, her cherry lips parted slightly, like a blooming flower, and offered him a deep and passionate kiss.
Chu Liangchen's response was equally passionate and affectionate. He reciprocated Yu Zhen'er's kiss, deepening it gradually, as if trying to merge their souls into the kiss.
Then, he slowly pressed down on Yu Zhen'er's body, and their heartbeats overlapped at that moment, like heavenly music, echoing in the loving bedroom.
The night remains gentle; love is blossoming.
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The following day, Liu Kun's bedroom, Shou'an Palace.
Sunlight streamed through the exquisite window lattices, dappling the opulent palace and adding a warm and bright touch to the magnificent space. However, despite the seemingly beautiful weather, Liu Lianyue's mood was shrouded in gloom, heavy with melancholy. She sat alone in a corner of the palace, her brow furrowed with unyielding sorrow, her eyes gazing blankly out the window, as if the entire world had lost its color.
Just then, an untimely sound of footsteps broke the silence of the room. Liu Kun, the man known to the world as a tyrant, walked towards her with a lewd expression and a malicious smile on his lips. Each step he took seemed to strike heavily on Liu Lianyue's taut heartstrings, intensifying her unease and fear.
"You tyrant, don't come any closer!"
Liu Lianyue's voice was filled with a resolute yet trembling tone as she tried to stop the impending nightmare. But Liu Kun seemed not to hear her, his smile widening and his eyes gleaming with greed.
"My beauty, come here, let me bestow my favor upon you."
Liu Kun's words were frivolous and dissolute, each syllable like a sharp blade cutting into Liu Lianyue's fragile heart. She bit her lower lip tightly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, the pain keeping her conscious to the last shred of her senses.