Ji Feiyu didn't care about him at all. She put away the golden needles and resumed sparring with him. Earlier, the Empress Dowager had said that Yong Yaxuan had governed the country well, but his health was not so good. If he hadn't stumbled just now, she wouldn't have believed it. Now that she had the chance to test him, she didn't want him to find another excuse to send her away next time.
Thinking of this, Ji Feiyu couldn't help but recall how he had pushed her away for various reasons before. Instantly, she got angry. Seeing that Yong Yaxuan could still handle it, she gradually sharpened her moves. Yong Yaxuan saw that she was serious and quickly coaxed her gently, "Yu'er, don't be angry!"
Although Yong Yaxuan was sparring with her, in fact, he was giving way to her everywhere. At this time, as Ji Feiyu increased the strength of her moves and he didn't fight back, it was naturally a bit strenuous for him to dodge left and right.
Ji Feiyu was also very strenuous. She couldn't even do anything to him when he didn't fight back. Was the Empress Dowager's eyesight failing? How could she say that his health had declined! Just as she was thinking, she didn't guard against Yong Yaxuan using a clever force to defuse the power of her palm, and then he directly pulled her into his arms. Naturally, Ji Feiyu wouldn't let him succeed. She spun her foot and whirled her body to escape, but unexpectedly, Yong Yaxuan also spun with her, and his hand took the opportunity to rest on her waist.
Just then, as their figures spun and moved, they accidentally stepped on the long, light silk curtain used as a decorative partition in the palace hall. With a "tear" sound, the connection between the light silk curtain and the top broke off. The thin light silk fluttered down and suddenly covered the two of them.
Time seemed to stop at this moment. Yong Yaxuan steadied Ji Feiyu to stop her from spinning. Ji Feiyu looked up with the orange light silk on her head and looked at Yong Yaxuan, who also had the light silk on his head. One glance seemed like an eternity.
Could they just stay silent and let this moment last?
Let her look at him quietly, then hold his hand and keep walking forward.
Deep in love, Yong Yaxuan stared at Ji Feiyu and softly asked, "Does the emperor owe you a wedding veil that hasn't been lifted?"
Ji Feiyu said, "You know it too? If you had lifted it that night, we might not have had to wait so long."
"It's not too late now." Yong Yaxuan looked at her, with the corners of his mouth slightly curving up. His eyes moved slightly, like stars and the sea, deep and boundless, but the deep affection in them couldn't be hidden.
Suddenly, he broke free from the silk curtain and picked up Ji Feiyu, who was still in the hazy light silk, horizontally.
Ji Feiyu suddenly felt a bit nervous and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yong Yaxuan let her lean against his broad chest, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Do what we didn't finish that day."
Ji Feiyu understood what he meant, and her face instantly turned red, but it couldn't be seen because of the orange silk covering her.
Yong Yaxuan carried her towards the bed. Leaning against his chest, Ji Feiyu tentatively asked, "Don't you resent me for pretending to be Shuanghua and deceiving you for so long?"
Hearing this, Yong Yaxuan curled his lips, "There's nothing that makes the emperor happier than your return."
"But your concubine is so naughty. Aren't you angry, Your Majesty?" After Ji Feiyu finished speaking, her little feet, which were still hanging in the air while being carried by him, playfully twitched.
Yong Yaxuan gently sat her down on the edge of the bed and whispered, "What can I do about you? The emperor is willing."
Ji Feiyu sat upright, lowered her head and snickered, feeling sweet in her heart.
Yong Yaxuan then sat down beside her and gently lifted the light silk with his hand. Under the orange light silk, Ji Feiyu's face was flushed. Although she was simply dressed, with no decorations on her head and no makeup on her face, she was still extremely charming. She lowered her head slightly, looking shy and timid, really resembling a beautiful bride waiting to be married in a phoenix crown and colorful robe.
Yong Yaxuan stared at her, his eyes gentle, the corners of his mouth slightly curving up. He then reached out his hand to lift her chin, making her look into his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Yu'er, no matter what you look like, you're so beautiful."
Ji Feiyu looked at him, her eyes full of affection, the waves glistening in them. She shyly whispered, "You're just good at saying nice things."
Yong Yaxuan then said, "From now on, let's never be separated again, okay?"
Ji Feiyu nodded.
Yong Yaxuan then stroked her face with one hand, and a kiss gently landed on her lips. He kissed her carefully, treating her like a precious treasure. After the kiss, he let go of her and looked at her, lost in passion.
A touch of confusion also appeared in Ji Feiyu's eyes. The two looked at each other and seemed to be very in tune. They hugged each other and kissed again.
This time, both of them poured all the experiences and emotions of their years of separation into the kiss. As the entanglement of their lips and tongues deepened, the scene naturally became more passionate.
Ji Feiyu held his head and gave him enough response. They sucked each other's lips, but it was far from enough. Their tongues unconsciously slipped into each other's mouths and began to fight for dominance.
That kiss almost took away all her strength, but it also melted all the love and resentment she had for him over the years. His tongue stirred and tasted in her mouth, and she also entangled with him unyieldingly. He gently bit her lips, making her feel pain, and Ji Feiyu didn't let him off either. From their first meeting to their mutual resentment later, the sweet or slightly sour scenes between them rushed towards them like a tide.
Time and years were as wonderful and illusory as floating dust. The once beautiful memories had now become phantoms. Only the warmth of the embrace at this moment became the reality in her life. Ji Feiyu hugged the person in front of her and entangled with his lips and tongue, even if she couldn't breathe. He slightly let go of her, giving her a moment to catch her breath, and then gently bit her red lips again. They both desperately tried to integrate each other into their own lives.
Deeply in love, floating in the sea of sin, let her also fall into madness once. Even if they had tortured each other before, now that they opened their hearts and met again, let go of all the past and confided their feelings to each other, they would never regret it for the rest of their lives.
Their kisses slowly moved from their lips to their necks and then to behind their ears. Their breaths were hot and long.
"Yu'er, Yu'er..." Yong Yaxuan gently called her, his voice soft like melted water.
"Um..." Ji Feiyu responded, and a pair of small hands reached into his collar and touched his chest.
Yong Yaxuan reached out to untie her cloak, while Ji Feiyu withdrew her hand from his chest and went to loosen Yong Yaxuan's belt.
The two of them undressed a bit impatiently. They had never thought these clothes were so troublesome.
The bed curtain was lowered. Yong Yaxuan hugged Ji Feiyu and lay down. He buried his head and kissed her. Unexpectedly, he deliberately teased her. After kissing for a while, he stopped to look at her, and then kissed her again after a while. Ji Feiyu was so weak all over from his kisses that she couldn't stand his constant teasing. She got up and rolled over to press him down, and kissed him on his body. Her hand also slid down all the way.
Yong Yaxuan couldn't help but breathe lightly and said, "Yu'er, you..."
But Ji Feiyu raised her blushing little face, looked at him and smiled, "Your Majesty is usually so brave. It turns out that you've been saving your strength and using it all on me. I said that Your Majesty has been having a night of debauchery every night, but still can play so wildly with me. It turns out that it's all an illusion." After she finished speaking, her little hand reached for his crucial part.
Hearing this, Yong Yaxuan blushed and was slightly annoyed, "You're being presumptuous..."