Chapter 160: The Price of Romance 9

The big holiday is coming to an end, and tomorrow will start the court.

A month-long backlog of military affairs piled up. After spending a sweet wedding month, the two were immersed in a sea of joy, but, as the king of a country, Ziling had to hurry up and deal with it.

Xia Ji snuggled up to the stove and sat in the flower room looking at the first red plum tree that bloomed early outside the window. There is a delicate table next to it, on which are all kinds of rare melons and fruits, snacks and teas that can only be found in the palace...... Especially her favorite fruit tea.

She took a pleasant sip of hot tea and ate a small piece of snack. In the windy and snowy weather, having such a pleasure is really a luxury that I never dared to think of before.

It was a joy that I didn't dare to appear in my dreams, a great change in life. She suddenly wanted to share it with others, so she slowly got up, sealed the best melon and fruit snacks with her own hands, and asked the maids to bake them in a warm oven, and then slowly went to the imperial study.

At the door, she took the cage from the maid's hand, quietly signaled the guard not to squeak, and carefully pushed the door in.

Zi Ling was engrossed in the pile of bamboo slips. At that time, paper had not yet been invented, and the ministers' recitals were all written on bamboo slips, and only a few were written on silk with a little more generous heart. The bamboo slips are very heavy, so it is very difficult to review them. Fortunately, Zi Ling is young and energetic, especially this month's newlywed Yan'er, which makes him full of scenery and radiant, and he does not feel tired from early in the morning to after noon.

Natsuhime tiptoed over to him, and he didn't notice it. She looked at what he was looking at on tiptoe to see what he was looking at so intently, but before she could see clearly, the next moment, she was held in her arms by a pair of big hands that suddenly reversed, and she fell on the thick carpet on the ground......

The bamboo slips on the desk slammed on the ground with a bang, but where did the two of them still have the heart to care? His big hand was already impatient to remove the thick curtain from her body......

Obviously, his movements are so bold, wild, and even with a little bit of savage strength...... However, Xia Ji didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, this was completely different from the barbarism imposed by other men, not Zi Man, not Chen Ling, and even not Wu Xian's kind of pet-like master......

There is no prelude, no sweetness, no romance, so direct, so wild, even slightly rough, deliberately a predator...... Without a word of greeting, she was devoured completely—but her body was strangely ready to greet him in such a harmonious manner......

Silky carpet. The two rolled together wildly in the warm fire...... Soon, the bamboo slip on the desk next to it fell backwards with a bang......

The earth-shattering sound frightened Xia Ji's body, but Zi Ling didn't care about it, hugged her tightly, rolled on the spot, and walked away from this large pile of obstacles unharmed, almost to the side of the stove......

The temperature rose higher, the sweat on the two of them was more, and in the huge imperial study, there was a sound of unbridled joy......

Fortunately, the door was so heavy that it blocked out the unleakable sound.

After a long time, Zi Ling turned over, hugged her in his arms, and very comfortably pillowed the soft blanket on the ground, with an extremely hearty smile on his face.