On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1169 Good morning, Your Majesty the Empress

Murong Yan asked again.

"I left them at Yumen Pass for the time being."

Lin Zhen said.

"Firstly, it will allow them to adapt to the climate and environment of the north."

"Secondly, it would also allow them to conduct several joint exercises with Huhanye's steppe cavalry."

"And incidentally, it will also serve as a deterrent to those petty scoundrels with ill intentions."

As for me...

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, I rushed back to see my beloved wife whom I had been longing for day and night."

Murong Yan blushed and her cheeks burned again at his blatant words of love.

But she felt incredibly sweet inside.

At this moment, she was still wearing the Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown.

The deep black Suzhou brocade base was bathed in this atmosphere filled with the joy of reunion.

It felt as if the night had transformed into the gentlest and most tender of nights.

The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread seemed to be overjoyed at its long-awaited reunion with its master.

A dazzling light of joy burst forth from his phoenix eyes!

The five-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long, dark gold Suzhou brocade trailing behind them was piled up haphazardly at their feet.

They were tightly wrapped up inside.

It was as if she was making up for the longing she had endured for the past three months.

"Husband..."

She took the initiative to move closer.

She planted a hot, passionate kiss on his lips.

"Welcome home."

Lin Zhen was slightly taken aback by her sudden, proactive kiss.

Immediately, an immense and indescribable joy and satisfaction overwhelmed him like a flood bursting its banks.

He took the initiative, stretched out his arms, and pulled her tightly into his embrace, deepening the kiss.

This kiss was no longer as tentative and provocative as before.

Instead, it was filled with the ecstasy of a long-awaited reunion and the preciousness of something lost and then regained.

He forcefully savored every inch of the sweetness in her mouth, as if he wanted to swallow all the longing, worry, and fear of the past three months in this moment.

Murong Yan responded to him warmly.

Her arms, as white as jade, were tightly wrapped around his neck.

In a clumsy and awkward way, I tried to imitate him, and we kissed.

She could feel his strong body trembling slightly.

She could hear his heart pounding like a drum, pounding with extreme excitement.

She knew just how much this man, the man she loved so deeply, had sacrificed to get back to her side.

Tears, once again, betrayed her and slid down her cheeks.

This time, however, the tears were no longer bitter, but filled with endless sweetness and happiness.

"Silly girl, why are you crying again?"

After a long time, the lips parted.

Looking at her beautiful face, streaked with tears, Lin Zhen felt a pang of heartache and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

His voice was hoarse beyond recognition, yet so gentle it could melt your heart.

"I...I didn't cry..."

Murong Yan sniffed, her voice thick with nasal tone.

"I'm just... just so happy..."

"I'm so happy, I don't even know what to say..."

"Then don't say anything."

A mischievous smile crept onto Lin Zhenzhen's lips.

He swept her up from behind the desk and carried her in his arms.

He strode towards the enormous phoenix bed where they had shared countless tender moments.

"ah!"

Murong Yan exclaimed in surprise and instinctively reached out her arms to tightly hug his neck.

"Husband, what...what are you doing!"

Her cheeks instantly turned as red as a red-hot iron.

"What?"

Lin Zhen gave her a big kiss on her pretty face.

"Of course, it's about getting down to 'real business'!"

"I am acting on the orders of our entire court, contributing to the succession of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

"You...you scoundrel!"

Murong Yan, feeling both embarrassed and angry, lightly punched his firm chest.

This man is getting worse and worse.

He couldn't stop talking about his little secrets.

Looking at her adorable expression, a mixture of shyness and annoyance, Lin Zhen felt even more passionate.

He gently placed her on the phoenix couch covered with a soft brocade quilt.

Then, he covered himself with it.

"Yan'er," he said, his voice hoarse as he looked into her phoenix eyes, which were glistening with shyness and nervousness.

Do you remember what I told you before I left?

“I said, when I get back, I’ll enforce our ‘family rules’ properly.”

Murong Yan's heart started pounding wildly.

Of course she remembered.

This scoundrel always likes to tease her in this domineering and frivolous way.

She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings.

That shy, demure look, ready to be taken, completely ignited the raging fire in Lin Zhen's heart that had been suppressed for more than three months!

He let out a low growl, no longer hesitating.

He lowered his head and kissed those alluring red lips he had longed for.

This time, no old ministers who didn't know when to stop came to bother them.

This time, there were no more urgent military reports.

It was as if only the two of them remained in the entire world.

And those heavy, panting breaths that made one blush and their heart race.

The red candles flickered, and spring was in full bloom.

The Phoenix Descent Dress that Murong Yan wore, which served as her only nightgown, seemed to be completely ignited by the burning passion of their long-awaited reunion.

The extremely dark Suzhou brocade, under the flickering, ambiguous glow of the red candlelight in the bridal chamber, seemed to transform into the softest, smoothest black sea of ​​desire.

It clung tightly to her perfect figure, which trembled slightly with passion.

It made her fair skin, which was as white as snow, appear even more translucent and radiant with an alluring pink glow.

The giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread seemed to be infected by this intense love.

All majesty and brilliance were concealed, leaving only a hazy, intoxicating spring-like beauty in his phoenix eyes.

The five-zhang-long dark gold brocade train flowed in an extremely exaggerated manner from the phoenix bed all the way to the cold gold brick floor.

It was entangled and intertwined with the black royal robe that Lin Zhen had carelessly discarded.

It formed a scene of primal desire and unrestrained, luxurious chaos.

It seemed to be silently telling the story of the long-suppressed madness and longing of the lovers who had been reunited after so long.

"Husband..."

In the final moments of utter surrender, Murong Yan whispered softly in his ear, her voice barely audible.

"I love you……"

"I love you too, my Yan'er."

Lin Zhen responded to her with the most passionate and affectionate kiss.

Then the night passed without further incident.

Only the flickering candlelight and the creaking of the bed that never stopped all night could be heard.

It silently records this long-overdue wedding night.

The next day.

The sky is bright.

A mischievous ray of sunlight, filtering through the priceless stained glass window of Qifeng Pavilion, quietly climbed onto the large and luxurious phoenix couch.

Murong Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a broad chest that is both solid and warm.

And a magnified image of his handsome, heart-pounding sleeping face.

Lin Zhen is still asleep.

His breathing was even and long.

That face, which usually carried a hint of laziness and unruliness, now appeared exceptionally quiet and gentle in the morning light.

It lacked some of the regent's domineering and ruthless nature.

She now possessed a tenderness that belonged solely to her, a tenderness from her husband.

Murong Yan's heart instantly melted.

She just stared at him, as if she could never get enough of him.

She carefully extended her jade-like fingers, trying to trace his perfectly sculpted features.

But her fingertips had not yet touched his cheek.

His deep eyes, like the starry sky and the ocean, suddenly opened.

Eyes facing each other.

The air was instantly filled with an indescribable sweetness and warmth.

"Good morning, Your Majesty the Queen."