The Imperial Princess Accidentally Seduced Her Husband

Chapter 8

When they got onto the bed, Qi Er Lun surprisingly kept his word and did not touch Fang Yun Luo. And due to the drug that he took, soon pa.s.sed out.

As his breaths, evened out, Fang Yun Luo opened her eyes to look at his face.

Using her hand she gently touched, his st.u.r.dy but manly face. As her finger moved, it gave her a melancholic feeling. Sighing out she said: “Seems some are destined to have no chance.”

Stealthily, she moved her body closer to his and leaned onto his shoulder, muttering to herself: “My Lord, this is what you have said. I can touch you, but you can’t touch me.”

(ED: oh my, what’s this….hmmmmm wow. women. no self control. even drugs him before hand to have her way. tch)

Calmly she listened to his heartbeat, breathing in his scent. And as the the dragon phoneix candle burned, she also drifted off to sleep.

With a rooster call, Qi Er Lun awoke. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his sleep was very filling; so good that he momentarily forgot his memories from last night and where he was.

Turning around, he looked at the person in his embrace, and his memories from last night, slowly came back. But his last memory was climbing onto the bed with the Princess, and nothing else!

He was not a person to sleep deeply. After the many years of war, he had learned to sleep lightly; not even the wind blowing past could escape his ears. Last night, he merely wanted to sleep the night and had promised not to touch the Princess, he could not have…….

Looking at how both people still had their clothes on, Qi Er Lun was certain that nothing happened. Releasing out a deep breath, he inhaled again; with it, came a sweet scent to his nose. Smelling this, bought a deep sense of regret.

Qi Er Lun turned to look at her again, seeing her graceful aura and lovable face, fast asleep she revealed a refined nature. Even though she could not compare to Lan Yun’s beauty, she could attract his gaze more readily. Gently he stroked her hair, he didn’t dare to move even an inch of his body as to awaken her. Afraid that she would use it as an excuse to avoid him.

Fang Yun Lai choose to wake at that moment, discovering that she was within Qi Er Lun’s arms. Immediately she rolled out of bed, her two cheeks burning.

While the corners of Qi Er Lun’s mouth perked up. It was not his usual arrogant and wild laughter, that was firmly secured behind his lips.

He also rolled out of bed: “This Lord does not really mind being a pillow for the Princess, and my arms are always open to you.”

Listening to this, Fang Yun Luo’s cheeks became as red as tomatoes. This embara.s.sed her to no end. She was the one to advance, so what could she say?

Gracefully rising from the couch bed, she bowed her head and said softly: “This servant wishes to pay respects to the Lord. This servant will immediately call for the maids to come and freshen you up, bringing with them a fresh change of clothes. Then inform Lady Yun to prepare to eat breakfast with you.”

The current her, held the tenderness of an unmarried daughter, unlike her past carefree nature from her travels. This attracted Qi Er Lun’s pity. Taking his hands out, he helped her stand up. “This Lord will stay here and accompany the Princess for breakfast.”

All morning, Fang Yun Luo was busy meeting all of the mansion’s members, while also giving each person a red bag as a first meeting present.

(TLN: How generous. A red bag is a Chinese tradition given out during special occasions e.g. New Year, birthdays, etc. They always contain money.)

Everybody’s impression of the Princess was at the peak, and when they learned that she knew the art of Qi Huang, their respect for her grew even more.

Even Qi Er Lun could not take his eyes off her; her actions were very appropriate.

After the various servants left, Lan Yun entered the anteroom.

“Lan Yun kowtows to the Lord and the Princess. Long live the Lord and the Princess!” Disregarding the social etiquette, Lan Yun went to stare at Fang Yun Luo. She hadn’t thought she would be this ugly.

how rude! nasty woman

Fang Yun Luo met the hostility in her eyes and smiled sweetly. “You must be the Lady Yun. Here a gift for our meeting.”

This was exactly the reason why she never competed with others. When competing, a person’s mind would be blinded by jealousy, they would lose sight of themselves and degrade themselves. The final results were never positive; you lose yourself, and are never able to retrieve it.

She believed that there are definitely ones who will only love one person; she just needed to take her time to find one.

“Thanks to the Lord and the Princess.” On Lan Yun’s face was a very obvious smile of distaste. It easily revealed that Fang Yun Luo’s appearance was only so-so in her eyes.

At this moment, Ai Li walked in, leading with him, a soldier dressed in a full body armor.

“The frontline soldier kowtows pick one already
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