These words were whispered into Song Yihuan's ear. The scorching breath hit her earlobe. Song Yihuan placed her hands on the man's chest, feeling as if her ear and half of her body were about to catch fire.
"I did this to save you! If I hadn't done so, how could they have let down their guard against you?" she murmured softly against his ear.
Seen from the side, the two of them were extremely intimate at this moment.
"Speaking of which, how did Doctor Feng become the Lord of Yanyun, and how did you become the Princess of Yanyun?" Ji Lingchuan voiced his doubts.
Song Yihuan then explained Feng Tingyun's identity to him and briefly told him about their experiences in Yanyun.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung half - way on him, smiling brightly. "I'm a princess of a country now. I have the king of a country backing me up. In the future, when the Heir of the Duke of Ning sees me, he'll have to be respectful. If he bullies me and makes me unhappy, my elder brother, the king, will avenge me."
"Did you get the life - saving medicine?" Ji Lingchuan didn't forget their original purpose of going to Yanyun.
Song Yihuan replied, "Yes, I got it. After the war is over and we return to Yu State, I can let my father take it."
Remembering that he was injured, she anxiously reached out to pull at his clothes. "I heard that you were hit by a poisoned arrow. Let me take a look at your wound."
Ji Lingchuan didn't stop her. He let her tear open his clothes, revealing his strong and muscular body.
Her eyes swept over his honey - colored and powerful muscles. Song Yihuan's ear tips turned slightly red. She lowered her head and carefully examined his wound, with obvious concern in her eyes.
It had been ten days since he was shot. Although the wound had stopped bleeding, it still looked shocking. The arrow wound was very close to the wound he got from being kicked by a horse's hoof. She gently ran her fingers along the edges of the two wounds and asked softly,
"Does it still hurt?"
Ji Lingchuan stared deeply into her eyes and said, "It didn't hurt before you came. But when I saw you, it started to ache faintly."
Seeing tears in the corners of her eyes, he wiped them away with his thumb and said, "You shouldn't have come. I was captured as part of a plan. The purpose was to enter the city and secretly make arrangements. I wasn't poisoned at all, and they couldn't hold me back. There will be a fierce battle here soon. This war has lasted for four years. It's too long. It's time for it to end."
"But I was worried about you. If I didn't see you escape danger with my own eyes, I couldn't be at ease."
Song Yihuan gently tugged at his collar. "Even if it's dangerous here, it's worth it to be with you. I'll try my best to protect myself. I won't be a burden to you, and I'll do my best to help you."
These words were more touching than any love words. Ji Lingchuan's eyes darkened, and he tightly pulled her into his arms.
It had been too long, really too long since he last held her like this.
When he saw her in Su City, Ji Lingchuan had wanted to do this. But at that time, she was in a hurry to go to Yanyun to get the medicine to save Qi Lei. Since Qi Lei's life was at stake, he didn't dare to delay. He could only watch her leave.
He thought he would have to wait a long time before he could have this moment.
He held her face in his hands, stared deeply into her eyes, and murmured, "Then fight with me in the blood - stained battles. I'll bring you back to Yu State safely, my princess."
The scorching breath was like a cluster of flames, completely igniting the two people who had reunited after a long separation. Ji Lingchuan grabbed her chin, lowered his head, and covered her rosy lips, completely taking the initiative.
At first, Song Yihuan was a little unaccustomed to being treated so intimately.
But he was so familiar with every part of her. Soon, she was completely flustered under his control. She had no choice but to cling to his neck like a vine and put all her weight on him, allowing him to do as he pleased.
The temperature in the room kept rising. Their shadows on the ground were intertwined inseparably.
This "battle" lasted a long time. Throughout the whole process, the two of them didn't say a word. They were sincerely communicating the suppressed emotions in each other's hearts. In the flickering candlelight, their eyes reflected each other's figures, and they couldn't be separated anymore.
His fingers ran across the woman's shoulder blades and found the most familiar mole. Ji Lingchuan's eyes were bloodshot. With a hint of punishment, he covered her red lips again.
The carved bed creaked all night. It wasn't until the sky gradually turned pale that the sounds in the room finally stopped.
After being tossed around for so long, Song Yihuan was already too tired to speak. She wrapped her arms around Ji Lingchuan's neck, nestled in his arms, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully, with a faint smile on her lips.
Smelling the elegant fragrance of apricot blossoms, Ji Lingchuan hugged the person in his arms tightly and planted a precious kiss on the top of her head.
With Song Yihuan, such a "willful" princess by his side, and with Feng Tingyun deliberately putting pressure on others, no one dared to disturb Song Yihuan and Ji Lingchuan. The two of them slept soundly in the room until their stomachs couldn't stop growling. Then Song Yihuan opened her eyes.
Ji Lingchuan had already woken up, but he didn't get up. Instead, he half - leaned against the head of the bed with her in his arms, reading a book. His long black hair was scattered behind him, making his usually cold and serious face look a bit more unruly.
Hearing the sound, he looked at her. "Are you awake?"
She replied in a low voice and shyly buried half of her face.
This wasn't the first time Song Yihuan had slept with Ji Lingchuan, but it was the first time she had woken up in his arms. After her thoughts cleared up, she remembered all the intimate things they had done last night. It was even more intense than every time she had served him as someone else four years ago.
Her appearance made Ji Lingchuan feel extremely fresh. He lovingly hugged her up a bit more and said, "I was a bit rough last night. I wonder if I hurt you. Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
Such words coming from his mouth were really embarrassing. Song Yihuan glared at him angrily. "You know you were rough last night!"
She felt as if she had been torn apart by him last night. Now, she felt that every part of her body didn't belong to her. It was no different from their wedding night.
Rarely seeing her show such a lively side in front of him, Ji Lingchuan liked it very much. With a serious face, he said, "It seems that I hurt you quite badly. Let me take a look - "
He lowered his head and kissed her again. Song Yihuan didn't expect him to go crazy again early in the morning. She was so panicked that she tried to dodge while saying in a flurry, "N - no need to look. I'm fine. Please, please let me go first."
"Really? Then it seems I wasn't hard - working enough. That's why I failed to satisfy the princess."
Song Yihuan gasped. Her neck tilted backward, and her fingers unconsciously grabbed his shoulders. Tears welled up in her beautiful deer - like eyes. The red corners of her eyes added a bit more charm to her.