An Sheng didn’t make a sound.
After a long pause, A Mei thought he wouldn’t reply, but then his voice rang out.
“So when I touch you like this, my wife, does it feel good?”
Hearing this, A Mei looked up, meeting An Sheng’s gaze as a slight smile curved his lips. His eyes were tender and indulgent, falling on A Mei’s face like moonlight—an indescribable charm.
A Mei couldn’t help but speak her heart, blurting out whatever she felt.
“It feels good. When my husband touches me, it’s soothing both in body and heart. I truly love it.”
An Sheng gazed into A Mei’s eyes. At that moment, her eyes were slightly curved, her sparkling orbs radiant with light, reflecting his own face. His heart stirred, and he couldn’t resist gently lowering his head to kiss her lips.
What began as a soft kiss gradually spiraled out of control. As A Mei let out a muffled “Mm,” An Sheng seemed hell-bent on devouring her whole, kissing her until she could barely breathe.
He parted her lips, and their tongues intertwined like a raging storm.
“Mm…”
A Mei squirmed slightly, but the next moment, An Sheng pulled her closer by the waist, deepening the kiss until her head spun, the world tilted, and her body went weak.
Bang, bang, bang!
Suddenly, a knock came from outside the door.
“My lord, an urgent letter has arrived from the east of Lingdong!”
Their lips finally parted, and for a moment, only heavy breaths intertwined in the room.
Shyly, A Mei looked into An Sheng’s deep eyes, listening to his steady, strong heartbeat passing through his thin skin and reaching her ears. Gradually coming to her senses, she whispered breathlessly, “Husband, someone’s here.”
An Sheng gave a low “Mm,” then bent his head once more, lightly brushing his lips against hers, savoring the tenderness. His voice was hoarse yet gentle: “Be good, it’s almost time for dinner. Let me help my wife get dressed.”
“Alright!”
They both sat up in bed, and An Sheng took the clothes, skillfully helping A Mei into her undergarments.
A Mei raised her arms and shifted her body to cooperate with the dressing, curious. “An urgent letter from the east of Lingdong? Husband, do we have people from our Internal Affairs Bureau there too?”
An Sheng seemed to recall something and sneered, a hint of cold ruthlessness in his expression, yet he explained patiently to A Mei: “When the late emperor was still alive, he ordered me to reorganize and establish branch offices of the Internal Affairs Bureau across various regions. I once submitted a memorial to set up an office in the east of Lingdong. But the late emperor doted too much on his youngest brother, Prince Anchang, and feared that such a move would weaken their brotherly bond, so he outright dismissed the plan.”
A Mei blinked. “Oh, and then? My husband is always thorough and cautious—surely you had another way?”
An Sheng raised a hand and tapped the tip of A Mei’s nose. After putting on her inner clothes, he guided her off the bed and turned to fetch her robe, a faint smile on his lips. “You see, you’re getting to know me better and better.”
A Mei puffed out her chest a bit, brimming with delight and pride. “Of course! I’m your wife. We’re one, so naturally I understand you more and more.”
“Tell me, tell me, husband—I’m curious!”
An Sheng raised an eyebrow, a chilling, venomous glint flashing in his eyes. With a sneering laugh, he returned to the subject: “The late emperor was advanced in years at the time, and it was already certain that the fourth prince would inherit the throne. I always act with foresight, looking a hundred steps ahead. The late emperor cherished his youngest brother dearly, but now Emperor Chengde will hardly show the same affection for his uncle. So I laid my plans early, planting informants in several spots across the east of Lingdong.”
“Wow! My husband is amazing! That’s… what’s that word? Let me think—ah, yes, ‘clairvoyant and prepared for anything’!” A Mei’s eyes widened, her face full of awe and adoration. The expression of hers made An Sheng feel smug and well-pleased.
An Sheng lifted his chin slightly, chuckling. “You think I was just wasting my time back then, busy from morning till night?”
A Mei giggled, her shimmering, watery eyes glued to An Sheng’s face, radiant with love. In a sweet, cajoling voice, she said, “Not at all! From the very start, I knew you were the most capable and extraordinary man.”
“A Mei is so lucky to marry you. Just thinking about it makes me want to jump for joy!”
An Sheng was amused by her exclamation. His eyes glittered, and he let out a low laugh. “Oh, really?”
A Mei nodded emphatically. “Yes, husband! It’s true!”
Having finished dressing A Mei perfectly, An Sheng stepped back, folded his arms, and looked her over. His deep eyes sparkled with an unusual light, revealing an enigmatic glimmer. He wore a lazy, roguish smirk as he slowly said,
“Then jump once for me now, my wife.”
A Mei: …
