Under the moonlight, the beauty was enchanting, her brows and eyes alluring, pink cheeks, and red lips captivating the soul. In the bliss of newlywed passion, Xie Xun couldn't help but plant a kiss on her lips. He pulled Fengyu tightly into his arms as if wanting to meld her into his very bones and blood. Fengyu was kissed so intensely that she almost couldn't catch her breath. Luckily, the palace maids and eunuchs were not inside the hall, as Qiuxiang and Chunlu had wisely left the inner chambers after Xie Xun returned, avoiding any disturbances to their intimacy.
Unable to resist, Fengyu clung to his shoulders, enduring his fervent kisses. Xie Xun realized he couldn't continue acting so recklessly—Fengyu wasn't feeling well and needed rest. After kissing her deeply, he buried his face against her neck. "Ayu, you smell so good..."
