The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 952 - 628 Too Late to Live, Seize the Opportunity to Consummate the Marriage?_2

Chapter 952: Chapter 628 Too Late to Live, Seize the Opportunity to Consummate the Marriage?_2

Wanxin watched the emaciated Xiao Jinyu and softly persuaded, "Your Consort knows that you are worried about Concubine Han, but you must also take care of yourself. You have lost a lot of weight. If Concubine Han saw that you had harmed yourself for her sake, she would certainly be sad too."

When Xiao Jinyu remained unmoved, Wanxin continued to urge, "If you fell, what would become of Concubine Han? She is still waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinyu froze for a moment, thinking of Ayan, who was growing thinner by the day in bed. These past few days, he hadn’t been able to chat properly with her.

Every time he spoke at length, it would take Ayan half a day to respond, and just uttering one sentence would exhaust all her strength.

He picked up the small bowl in front of him and looked up at Wanxin. He saw her retrieve another bowl, scoop some soup, and then sip it slowly.

Only then did he feel relieved and picked up the celadon spoon, scooping up a spoonful of chicken soup to his mouth. The chicken soup was rich, and he could taste the flavor of ginseng.

Wanxin set down the bowl in her hand and picked up chopsticks to serve Jinyu, "Prince, try this venison."

Xiao Jinyu spoke lightly, "I prefer to serve myself."

Wanxin set down her chopsticks, "It was presumptuous of your Consort."

Xiao Jinyu put down his bowl, picked up his rice bowl, and used chopsticks to pick some dishes, eating a few bites along with rice.

Wanxin watched how Xiao Jinyu was eating, a bit casual. Since his return from the battlefield, she noticed that he was becoming more manly.

Xiao Jinyu had a few bites and then looked up at Wanxin, "Concubine Wan."

Wanxin asked softly, "Prince, what is it? Are the dishes not to your liking?"

Xiao Jinyu put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked up at Wanxin again. His interaction with Wanxin had been minimal and he knew very little about her.

"That’s not it. I feel that since you entered into Qiancheng Hall, you have been wronged."

Wanxin put down her chopsticks, stood up slowly, and came to Xiao Jinyu’s side, "Prince, I have said before, marrying you means I am yours. If you feel that I have been wronged, why don’t you stay tonight, would that be good?"

As Wanxin approached, Xiao Jinyu smelled a fragrance reminiscent of the one he smelled when he was with Ayan. It made him thirsty and his body heat up.

He looked up at the person beside him, and for a moment, he seemed to see Ayan, smiling at him.

Wanxin’s hand rested on Xiao Jinyu’s shoulder. A man’s shoulders were more solid and broad than a woman’s, giving a sense of security.

"Stay with me, alright?"

Xiao Jinyu, as if spellbound, reached out and pulled the person in front of him by the waist, bringing her forcefully into his embrace.

"Mm..." Wanxin lay in Xiao Jinyu’s arms, feeling his urgent tugging at her waistband, and a faint expectation in her heart.

As long as she consummated her marriage with Xiao Jinyu, he would have no reason to send her away.

If she became pregnant, Xiao Jinyu would surely focus his attention on her.

Xiao Jinyu buried his face in her neck, his hand coming to her waist, his voice carrying a hint of distress, "Ayan, you have lost so much weight..."

Immersed in the unusual emotions the man brought, a call of "Ayan" made her eyes snap open. She looked down at the man holding her – while embracing her, he was calling out another woman’s name.

"Ayan..." Xiao Jinyu swept her up sideways and strode to the bedside, laying her down on the bed, impatiently pulling at her clothes.

Wanxin called out nervously, "Prince..."

Prince?

Xiao Jinyu’s hands were on the ties of her bellyband, when suddenly he heard someone call ’Prince,’ and his senses sobered somewhat. He frowned and shook his head, looking down at the person beneath him.

Upon seeing the face below him clearly, he stiffened, "You are not Ayan."

Xiao Jinyu’s vision suddenly blurred, and he hastily propped himself up on the bed. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ayan looking at him, her gaze carrying a subtle temptation.

When Wanxin saw that Xiao Jinyu seemed to recognize her, she set aside modesty, reaching out to untie his waist sash, only to fumble without success.

Xiao Jinyu felt unbearably hot, that soft hand reaching over felt like it was on fire...

When Feng Wuyou arrived at Qiancheng Hall with Ouyang Jingyuan, there was no sign of Xiao Jinyu.

She asked Pingping, who had been attending to Concubine Han, "Where has Prince Jinyu gone?"

Pingping replied, "Back to the Crown Princess, the Prince has gone to see Concubine Wan."

A hint of confusion flashed in Feng Wuyou’s eyes. Wasn’t it that Xiao Jinyu never visited Concubine Wan’s quarters? What brought him there today?

She did not feel it was her place to ask.

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