Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 691 - 494: Little Crybaby, Beautiful and Charming, The Rugged Man Spoils His Wife with Seduction 44
In fact, Su Zhiruan’s beautiful vision was not quite as she imagined—
She was indeed on top, Ji Xiaoyuan didn’t cheat on that part.
But what she wanted was the power to lead!
Blame it on her not being strong physically, and the natural disparity in strength between genders.
When she sobbed and leaned against him, Ji Xiaoyuan deepened further.
Thinking of the faint glow of the little fireflies under the tree, Su Zhiruan seemed to see it. She reached out her hand, but in the next second, her hand was held down.
"Focus."
"There’s still the petitions to handle tomorrow." Su Zhiruan hugged the quilt and moved back a bit, seeing his increasing energy, she remained silent for a moment. "Seems like the little emperor will need more rigorous training, otherwise those petitions will pile up like mountains, Prince Regent."
"Princess handles everything impeccably." Ji Xiaoyuan gently massaged her, then leaned closer, "Really not going to take a few days off?"
"Then..." Su Zhiruan raised an eyebrow, slipped out from the quilt, and casually grabbed, "Once more?"
"Are you serious?" Ji Xiaoyuan’s eyes lit up.
"Yes."
...
At this time, the little emperor in the swaddling clothes had no idea that Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan’s grand wedding added a few more subjects for his studies.
Naturally, he couldn’t possibly imagine in which occasion those two devised the Devil’s training plan aimed at him.
After the wedding, Su Zhiruan took a seven-day rest, free time which was either spent on physical exertion on the bed or working through petitions on the bed.
With youthful vigor rushing through them, they were strong and fit, cherishing the much-awaited wedding like a perpetual motion machine, exerting tireless effort.
Su Zhiruan gazed at the table, which was suddenly filled with restorative soup, and fell silent.
As she picked up her chopsticks, for a moment she didn’t know where to start.
Ji Xiaoyuan, attentive to her needs, served her a bowl of black chicken soup, feeding her meat and vegetables.
The servants who once closely attended to Su Zhiruan were at a loss, making several attempts to serve her dishes only for Ji Xiaoyuan to beat them to it, leaving them astounded.
"Ruanruan, try this—"
"This one’s also good, try it."
"Ji Xiaoyuan," Su Zhiruan held his hand, speaking sincerely, "I want to eat with you."
"Alright." The man brimmed with tenderness in his eyes, sitting closely next to her, his gaze mostly fixed upon her.
The servants felt utterly redundant, watching their display of affection, as if they were extraneous outsiders while pink bubbles of love enveloped the two, impossible to ignore!
At that moment, they had no idea that this was merely the beginning—
Before the wedding, Ji Xiaoyuan lacked a sense of security. After all, many young men in the Wan Dynasty admired Su Zhiruan to varying degrees; not to mention ordinary people vying for her favor, even among courtiers there was no shortage of handsome, well-bred gentlemen attentive to her, arousing endless concern in him, yet lacking a formal status, he couldn’t even express jealousy openly.
Now, having achieved his desire, he vowed to announce to the world their affection.
In a matter of days, it became known throughout the Wanzhao Palace that the Princess and Prince Consort were deeply in love, their bond as strong as gold, densely linked.
Su Zhiruan also experienced being passively fed romantic gestures everywhere she went, leaving her somewhat helpless, but seeing Ji Xiaoyuan delighted, she just let him be, after all, it wasn’t anything serious.
After the little emperor turned one year old, Su Zhiruan proceeded to ask for a Grand Tutor, herself becoming more mindful, constantly reminding the wet nurse of necessary tasks.
Thus, life continued seamlessly in this manner.
*
On this day.
Su Zhiruan attended court as usual.
The courtiers reported recent major state matters just as before.
At that moment—
Su Zhiruan felt a sudden turmoil in her stomach, the female official noticed her discomfort and immediately supported her, shouting, "Someone—call the Imperial Physician!"
The courtiers were at a loss, and chaos erupted.
