The Slender Waist-Chapter 429 - 311: United as the Sun_2

"If you like, you can choose one."

She loved naming things, giving names to all sorts of objects tirelessly.

Pei Jue’s eyes were full of indulgence as he stooped to coax her.

Feng Yun received the generous gift, responding with a smile.

"Let me think..."

She examined the gold ware, bit it lightly, and admired its delicate craftsmanship, growing fonder of it the more she looked.

"How about calling it Yuejian?"

Pei Jue watched her joy, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he hummed in agreement, stretched out his arms to embrace her, binding her tightly.

"Keep it safe, and it will ensure your well-being."

Feng Yun lowered her head, smiling as she caressed the crescent-tip, "Is it that effective? Which sage has blessed it?"

Pei Jue: "My father."

Feng Yun pursed her lips with a smile, tilting her head up to look at him with laughter in her eyes.

"All right. My lord, you must also take good care of yourself on your journey."

Pei Jue hummed in response, his palm gently caressing her back as his chest heaved with breaths, as if he had a thousand words to say, yet when Feng Yun pricked up her ears and looked at him intently for a long while, he uttered not a word.

She sighed inwardly, pushed him away, turned back, and lifted the sheer curtain to lie down on the couch, casually leaning back and resting on the soft pillows.

"The night is short; let’s rest early."

Pei Jue gazed at the smile in her eyes, gently pinched her cheek, and said faintly:

"I’ll come back as soon as possible, so I won’t leave you alone for too long."

The way he spoke, it was as if she couldn’t live without him...

Feng Yun rolled her eyes at him, yawning.

"Either way, it’s too late to return before the new year; just arrange as you see fit, my lord."

Feng Yun had grown to face anyone and any separation calmly by now.

Too lazy to harbor suspicions.

Pei Jue, however, seemed not as relaxed as she was; after bathing, he enveloped her in the bedclothes, talking for a good while. He spoke of the situation in Central Capital, the state of the empire, the Emperor’s critical illness, to the six marriage rites – his expression remained stern and cold, but tonight, he spoke far more than usual.

Feng Yun let him speak until she was drowsy, with the handsome and robust beauty under her hands yawning ceaselessly.

"Your Majesty is in a good mood today; it seems you plan to return to the capital, abandoning your wife for your amusement, excited without reason."

Pei Jue spoke in a low voice, his voice heavy: "Lady Yun, say that again?"

Feng Yun: "Having spent so much time together, the King must be somewhat tired of me. Returning to the capital, rightfully interacting with Empress Dowager Li, and being a hero of great merit, you’ll inevitably be approached by those turncoats offering beauties. Without me around, isn’t it just the perfect time for you to enjoy yourself..."

Pei Jue’s voice was muffled as he flipped over the quilt, swiftly divesting her of her nightgown, pulling her into his embrace, "It seems I haven’t taken good care of Lady Yun, letting her harbor such thoughts..."

His voice contained an irrepressible huskiness, as if he had been exercising extreme restraint for a long time, without a hint of hesitation, he embraced her waist and pressed his burning body against her, skilled and familiar.

He understood all her sensitivities, and his touch was neither too light nor too heavy but just right to drive her wild...

Feng Yun gasped and slapped at him.

"These were baseless words, I should not have spoken them..."

Pei Jue pinned down her wrists, his head moving insistently, his breath falling on her ear with a bite in his tone, the candlelight on his eyelashes made his gaze fierce and deep.

"Before I leave, I’ll make sure you’re well fed, to prevent any mischief!"

The bridge of his nose pressed against hers, as Feng Yun would playfully nibble at baby turtles, rubbing gently, slightly shifting angles, staring at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing...

The two of them had done this so many times, one look was all it took to understand each other’s intentions.

"General..." she tensed her breath, the firm and hard pressure coming against her, she involuntarily contracted her body, calling out the familiar title.

"What did you call me?" he asked in a low voice.

"Pei Gou." Feng Yun knew what he wanted to hear, but she intentionally didn’t say it.

Pei Jue’s eyes darkened, he kissed her fiercely, a passion that moved from light to intense, landing on her lips, her neck, her collarbone, his breath hot and rapid, like a molten flame spreading fiercely, tingling every inch it touched.

"Damned man..."

Feng Yun’s muffled whimpers filled the room, deprived even of the chance to explain that her earlier words were just in jest, suppressed helplessly, she raised her arms high, clinging to his body, responding fervently. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The depth of the curtains was profound.

Initially, Feng Yun heard the faint sound of music from the neighboring courtyard, knowing Chunyu Yan had yet to sleep, and she nervously bit her lip, careful not to make any loud noises.

Pei Jue, as if unaware, pressed down determinedly, grasping fiercely and ruthlessly, and during their intimate moment, she was like a small animal caught in a trap, eventually losing control of her throat, her voice escaping in a whimper...

The excitement was not only from desire but also from the emotions of parting, gnawing at the heart.

When all settled into silence, there was not a sound from the neighboring courtyard.

Feng Yun lay exhausted in the bedclothes, wondering if the sounds she had heard were merely an illusion.