Lin Feilu had just woken up and she was still a little out of it. She watched as Song Jinglan walked in from the outside and yawned.
Under the auspices of the etiquette officials, the two first performed the bowing ceremony before continuing with the congregation ceremony. After they were over, the waiters removed any remaining items as the officials finally left one by one, leaving only the Emperor and Empress in the room.
The sky outside the window was already pitch black.
Lin Feilu took off the Phoenix Crown, threw it on the desk and sprawled her entire frame onto the bed as if she was doing a snow angel.
After Song Jinglan went to wash up, he found that she had fallen asleep again upon returning. She didn’t even take off the Phoenix Robe as the dress was crumpled under her body, draping from the bed to the floor.
The Phoenix Robe was bright in colour and smooth in texture, so under the dim light of the candlelights, there were layers of water-like ripples and varying shadows. As she laid down with her head tilted to the side, it appeared as if she was sleeping on a body of crimson water. Along with her jet black hair that was spreaded behind her, the entire scene was rather attractive and serene to him.
Song Jinglan stood beside the bed, content to just look down for a moment.
After a while, he laughed silently before leaning over to untie her belt.
Lin Feilu kicked her feet in her sleep and softly said, “I’m sleepy…”
Song Jinglan then picked her up, took off the multi-layered Phoenix Robe and reached out to remove her hairpin and earrings. Lin Feilu collapsed in his arms as if she didn’t have bones in her body. WIth half-closed eyes, she allowed him to manoeuvre her limbs freely.
Subsequently, he removed all the extra accessories on her body before picking her up and gently placing her on the inner side of the bed.
Lin Feilu was awake but too tired to talk, so she squinted at him after lying down. He took off his outerwear, stretched out his hands and lowered the drapes to block the light from the flickering candlelight.
Letting down his hair, he stood against the light, looking even more like a celestial being than she did.
The space next to Lin Feilu sank as he slept beside her. After reaching out to wrap her in his arms, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Lin Feilu’s heart was a little agitated, but she pretended to be calm and waited quietly.
As a result, she waited until she fell asleep and woke up again. Even then, Song Jinglan was still hugging her gently. He breathed steadily above her head, as if he was asleep.
Lin Feilu was silent for a moment until she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you asleep?”
A short pause later, she heard the lazy reply of a low voice, “Hmm?”
Lin Feilu was about to explode from anger as she broke free from his embrace and sat up on the bed. Looking at him viciously, she exclaimed, “What do you mean ‘hmm’?! It’s our wedding night in the bridal chamber and this is all you’re going to do? This is it?!”
Song Jinglan laid flat on his back and smiled at her, “Weren’t you tired?”
Lin Feilu, “You’re tired out already before we even started? It seems you’re not that strong, Your Majesty.”
Song Jinglan, “…”
His smile faded, and his eyes held a dangerous glint to them.
Lin Feilu had just woken up and she was still a little out of it. She watched as Song Jinglan walked in from the outside and yawned.
Under the auspices of the etiquette officials, the two first performed the bowing ceremony before continuing with the congregation ceremony. After they were over, the waiters removed any remaining items as the officials finally left one by one, leaving only the Emperor and Empress in the room.
The sky outside the window was already pitch black.
Lin Feilu took off the Phoenix Crown, threw it on the desk and sprawled her entire frame onto the bed as if she was doing a snow angel.
After Song Jinglan went to wash up, he found that she had fallen asleep again upon returning. She didn’t even take off the Phoenix Robe as the dress was crumpled under her body, draping from the bed to the floor.
The Phoenix Robe was bright in colour and smooth in texture, so under the dim light of the candlelights, there were layers of water-like ripples and varying shadows. As she laid down with her head tilted to the side, it appeared as if she was sleeping on a body of crimson water. Along with her jet black hair that was spreaded behind her, the entire scene was rather attractive and serene to him.
Song Jinglan stood beside the bed, content to just look down for a moment.
After a while, he laughed silently before leaning over to untie her belt.
Lin Feilu kicked her feet in her sleep and softly said, “I’m sleepy…”
Song Jinglan then picked her up, took off the multi-layered Phoenix Robe and reached out to remove her hairpin and earrings. Lin Feilu collapsed in his arms as if she didn’t have bones in her body. WIth half-closed eyes, she allowed him to manoeuvre her limbs freely.
Subsequently, he removed all the extra accessories on her body before picking her up and gently placing her on the inner side of the bed.
Lin Feilu was awake but too tired to talk, so she squinted at him after lying down. He took off his outerwear, stretched out his hands and lowered the drapes to block the light from the flickering candlelight.
Letting down his hair, he stood against the light, looking even more like a celestial being than she did.
The space next to Lin Feilu sank as he slept beside her. After reaching out to wrap her in his arms, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Lin Feilu’s heart was a little agitated, but she pretended to be calm and waited quietly.
As a result, she waited until she fell asleep and woke up again. Even then, Song Jinglan was still hugging her gently. He breathed steadily above her head, as if he was asleep.
Lin Feilu was silent for a moment until she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you asleep?”
A short pause later, she heard the lazy reply of a low voice, “Hmm?”
Lin Feilu was about to explode from anger as she broke free from his embrace and sat up on the bed. Looking at him viciously, she exclaimed, “What do you mean ‘hmm’?! It’s our wedding night in the bridal chamber and this is all you’re going to do? This is it?!”
Song Jinglan laid flat on his back and smiled at her, “Weren’t you tired?”
Lin Feilu, “You’re tired out already before we even started? It seems you’re not that strong, Your Majesty.”
Song Jinglan, “…”
His smile faded, and his eyes held a dangerous glint to them.
