The candlelight in the hall was blown out by the wind and suddenly fell into darkness.

Chu Zheng heard Yan Ge's breathing sound. It was light at first, but gradually it became a little heavy.

His fingers swam on her, and at first he tried carefully, and then he became bolder.

After loosening his clothes, Chu Zheng closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yan Ge."

"Your Highness...I do." The young man replied in a low voice.

Chu Zheng didn't make a sound, letting the young man unbutton his clothes. He got up slowly, sat on Chu Zheng, and groped and kissed her in the dark.

After a while, Yan Ge stopped and lay in her arms: "Your Highness, did I make you angry?"

"I'm giving you time to regret."

Yan Ge's breathing was slightly suffocated.

"Your Highness, I won't regret it."

"That's OK."

Yan Ge's body suddenly turned, and his whole body was pressed down below, and Chu Zheng's kiss fell down.

From the rudeness of the storm to the silent lingering of everything.

Yan Ge moaned softly in discomfort, but Chu Zheng didn't mean anything to move him.

"Your Highness, it's uncomfortable..."

"Um."

"Your Highness..." Yan Ge begged in his tone.

The body of the gauze is hot, and it is even more swollen and painful, and needs to be relieved.

Chu Zheng kissed his eyebrows, Yan Ge's eyes were slightly wet, and his breath was slightly gasping: "Your Highness, Your Highness...I feel uncomfortable..."

Chu Zheng kissed him.

Yan Ge inhaled slightly, and looked at the person who kissed him in the glimmer of light.

Before he could see clearly, the pleasure spread from his body.

Yan Ge bit his lip and refused to let himself speak, but occasionally he couldn't help but two ambiguous sounds spilled out.

The fingertips of Chu Zheng were hot and soaked in liquid.

She touched the corner of Yan Ge's eyes, which was moist.

"Yan Ge, why are you crying?"

Yan Ge's voice was slightly hoarse: "Your Highness, I didn't cry."

Chu Zheng's fingertips rubbed down the corner of his eyes: "Do you regret it?"

"No." Yan Ge said stubbornly.

"I'm done with regret."

-

Yan Ge cried as long as he did.

Chu Zheng was really afraid that Yan Ge's eyes would be swollen and could not see anyone, so it would end soon.

The boys here are probably made of water.

Chu Zheng first experienced it, her body was delicate and soft.

Yan Ge may have been tired and fell asleep soon.

Chu Zheng cleaned up for him, and then hugged him and went to bed.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Yan Ge, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes and stared at the darkness.

"Your Highness?"

He shouted.

The only response to him was a gentle breathing sound.

Yan Ge sat up from Chu Zheng's arms, and he touched the cold dagger under the pillow.

Now is the best chance to kill her.

Yan Ge aimed the dagger at the position of Chu Zheng's heart.

Yan Ge's fingers were trembling slightly.

The dagger approaches Chu Zheng.

Yan Ge suddenly stuffed the dagger back under the pillow.

-

The next day.

Yan Ge sat up from the bed, something slipped down from the side, he looked over, and his somewhat confused consciousness suddenly woke up.

Palace card.

"Please keep it, don't lose it."

The woman's voice suddenly rang.

Yan Ge looked over and found that Chu Zheng was leaning against the window, staring at him without blinking.

Yan Ge pressed the zheng word on the palace sign with his fingertips, and his heart tightened.

"If you feel uncomfortable, sleep for a while, I will ask you to bring more than just breakfast."

Yan Ge called Chu Zheng: "Your Highness..."

Chu Zheng looked back at him.

"It's okay, I just want to call you."

“…”

Not only did he just lower his head and came in.

"Young Master, do you want to take a shower?"

Yan Ge looked down at the palace sign and shook his head: "No need."

He was very dry and was in a daze last night. He remembered Chu Zheng cleaning him.

"That servant is waiting for you to change your clothes?"

"Um."

Not only did he take the clothes over, Yan Ge lifted the quilt and a dazzling red jumped into his eyes.

Not only did he see it, he quickly lowered his head.

"Young Master, Your Highness is..."

Yan Ge lifted the quilt back to block the red color.

As soon as Yan Ge put on his clothes, Kapok brought people to clean up. Yan Ge saw Kapok folding the blood-stained bed sheets and taking them away, and there was someone next to him recording something.

"Congratulations to the servant." Kapok said with a smile: "Your Highness has given you a lot of things. Do you want to look at me?"

"I am Your Highness..."

Yan Ge seemed unable to ask.

"The Lord of the Secretariat is the first person to favor." But Kapok knew what he was going to ask.

Yan Ge's fingertips trembled.

She has been a grown-up for almost three years...

Many princes have begun to favor men before they become adults. Even if they don’t, someone will arrange it when they become adults.

How could she...

He knew that there was no servant by her side.

But he never thought that she had never favored anyone.

That……

"Do you need to look at me?" Kapok asked again.

"No."

Yan Ge took more than just a glance.

Not only the very sensible people gave the money to everyone who came.
To be continued...