The man's lips and tongue were as scorching hot as his body temperature at this moment, making it hard for Song Yihuan to resist.
Although they had been intimate many times, on the couch in the Yixiang Pavilion of the Prince Ning's Mansion, he had never kissed her lips like this before. It was even more intimate than their lovemaking on the couch.
She had her teeth pried open by the man as he plundered without any rules. Their breaths mingled and were inseparable.
Ji Lingchuan was half-awake and half-dazed at this moment. He vaguely knew who the person tightly held in his arms was. He adored this elegant apricot blossom fragrance.
At this moment, he wanted her, wanted to possess her, wanted to plunder frantically on her body, making her completely belong to him alone.
This crazy thought had been in his mind since he learned that she was the person he had been looking for for a long time.
But the pain in his body made it difficult for him to act, so he could only plunder in this way.
I don't know how long it took before he finally let go of her already chapped red lips. Holding the person in his arms, he fell into a satisfied slumber.
Even when he was asleep, Ji Lingchuan still didn't let go. Song Yihuan couldn't move and could only resign herself to lean in his arms.
Listening to his steady breathing, Song Yihuan could feel that most of the high fever in his body had subsided. And she listened to the pattering rain, trying hard to calm her turbulent heart.
He had just bitten and nibbled like a wild beast. Her lips were a bit swollen. She raised her hand and touched them, still feeling a slight tingling pain.
At this moment, she couldn't help thinking that if someone suddenly found them here and saw them in this state, she might not be able to explain herself even if she had a thousand mouths.
But Song Yihuan thought angrily in her heart that since her elder sister wanted to kill her to silence her, why should she care about this?
Recalling her experience of being hunted down, Song Yihuan's eyes grew colder.
The fact that her elder sister wanted to kill her meant that in her elder sister's eyes, she had already become a useless pawn.
She wasn't such a weak person who would be submissive and let others bully her. But now Xuan'er was still with the Princess of Prince Ning. If her elder sister threatened her with Xuan'er's life, she had no choice but to compromise.
She had to find a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip that could make her elder sister afraid and not dare to touch her and Xuan'er.
She raised her head and looked at Ji Lingchuan's face in the firelight.
Since she got that prescription, Song Yihuan had known that the person who was really afraid of the exposure of the wedding night was not her Song Yihuan, but Song Nanxin.
Her elder sister had designed all this just to stabilize her status as the Princess of the Heir Apparent of Prince Ning and enjoy the honor brought by this title.
Her elder sister was able to marry the Heir Apparent of a prince because of her academic achievements in the Imperial College. But no one in the world knew that those achievements were actually obtained by her for her elder sister. Her elder sister must be very afraid that this secret would be known by the Empress Dowager.
And the prescription for miscarriage in her hand. Her elder sister must never have thought that she already knew the real reason why her elder sister couldn't conceive.
Fuling said that her elder sister had discussed a plan to kill her with a man last night. But this was the hunting camp in Xingzhou. What kind of man could sneak into her elder sister's tent and be intimate with her?
Weren't they afraid of being discovered?
There was only one possibility - that man was confident enough not to be afraid of being discovered.
Thinking of this, Song Yihuan's mind showed a face that couldn't be more ordinary, that strange maidservant "Baishao" who could disguise herself!
She had suspected before that "Baishao" was actually Cui Ying'er, the leading actress of the Qiongliban, her elder sister's old acquaintance, the actress who had taught her ventriloquism.
Could it be that the leading actress Cui was not a woman at all, but a man?!
Thinking of this, Song Yihuan's heart became more and more restless.
Yes! She remembered why she had felt that the killer chasing her on the cliff looked a bit familiar. The figure, the height, and the slightly upturned cat eyes were all very similar to those of the leading actress Cui!
She had made a mistake before. When her elder sister went to the Changyue Nunnery to stay for a while in March, if the leading actress Cui was also there, she must have been invited as an actress, so she naturally wouldn't be on the list of guests investigated by Uncle Qi.
Since her elder sister was so ruthless and wanted to kill her completely, then don't blame her for fighting back in kind!
The warmth from the man's body kept coming. Song Yihuan was lost in wild thoughts and gradually felt sleepy. Before she knew it, she leaned on the man and fell into a drowsy sleep.
The two of them snuggled up to each other to keep warm in this quiet mountain forest. That night, Ji Lingchuan felt as if he had returned to the apricot forest on the border. He was lying under the apricot trees, drinking wine and admiring the clusters of apricot blossoms above his head.
When dawn broke and the first ray of light shone on his eyelids, he moved his eyelids and opened his eyes.
As his consciousness returned, he felt someone lying on him. Looking down, he saw Song Yihuan sleeping soundly on him.
He wasn't completely unaware of what had happened last night, and he also remembered what he had done to her. Seeing her in his arms at this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness.
Remembering something, he stared at the sleeping person. While she was still asleep, he gently tucked the loose hair behind her ear and pulled down her collar.
Her fair skin was covered with dotted red marks. He remembered that it was the night before, in the tent of the camp, that he had deliberately left these marks on his "wife".
When did he start to feel that something was wrong with the person serving him at night?
Probably since he gradually got familiar with her and could recognize her at a glance in the crowd. Since then, he could clearly distinguish his attitude towards the person serving him.
When facing Song Nanxin, he couldn't muster the slightest bit of desire or interest in her. Instead, he had an improper longing for Song Yihuan, his wife's younger sister.
Before leading his army back to the capital, he wasn't familiar with the sisters from the Ding'an Marquis Mansion. He could even say that he was a stranger to them.
If he hadn't smelled the apricot blossom fragrance that haunted his dreams on the person serving him on the wedding night, he wouldn't have allowed all this to happen.
At that time, confused by the apricot blossom fragrance, he thought that the wife carefully selected for him by the Empress Dowager was the little friend he had been looking for for a long time. Although he felt nothing when he saw her during the day, out of the friendship through the letters in the past and considering that she was his imperial - bestowed wife, he fulfilled his husband's obligation and gave her the due dignity.
But who would have thought that these two sisters would be so bold as to play a trick of substituting one for the other on him.
However, now he was extremely lucky.
He hadn't misidentified the person.
The person who had shared the night of passion with him was indeed the little friend he had been looking for for a long time. It turned out that the person who had taken her virginity and caused her to lose her innocence was himself.
Ji Lingchuan subconsciously tightened his arms around the person in his arms, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
This was his person, the person he had finally found. He wouldn't let her leave his side. Now, it was time for him to think about how to deal with this matter and his nominal "wife".