Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

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A few days ago.

Beicheng, the Imperial Palace.

On the day after the new emperor got married, the new emperor decreed that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty should be amnesty for three days, and even the people in the city won a good fortune.

On the day of the wedding, the Ziling Palace was full of joy. There were pairs of red carp lanterns hanging on the palace, red ribbons flying among the trees, and the sound of the palace banquet could be heard from afar. Song and dance music came.

The huge hall is covered with a layer of bright red blankets, and the windows and doors are exquisite and beautiful hollowed out paper-cut characters. On the table, there are mandarin duck cups and a pot of wine tied with a red ribbon.

Inside the veil sat a man in a red wedding gown. The skirt was inlaid with flamboyant fine lines all the way to the waist. The upper body was opened in the form of a half cloak, with a faint gold border embroidered on the edge, and a Strands of jewelry tassels hang down from the collar on both sides of the body. This red wedding dress makes her figure extravagant and extravagant. She didn't bow her head, and she didn't even wear the red hood. She just wore it exquisitely and beautifully. The phoenix crown, with exquisite makeup on his face, with such beautiful eyes, stared at the red candle on the bedside table without blinking, watching the red candle flickering, so warm The light, faintly, seemed to be reflected in the eyes.

When the palace door was gently opened, Ji Xili finally slowly raised his eyes and looked out from the hazy veil.

He vaguely saw a familiar figure approaching, getting closer and closer.

He stopped in front of the huge bed, stretched out his hand, and gently lifted the veil.

Ji Xili looked up at him, the emotion in his eyes was unclear.

But he stood in front of her, looked down at her, and breathed slowly, the scorching breath smelled like wine. He drank a lot of wine at the palace banquet, but at this moment, he was very sober.

She is here.

Ji Xili has become his wife.

Wearing a red wedding dress and a phoenix crown, she is so beautiful.

He called her in a low voice: "Xi Li."

Ji Xili let out a "hmm", but there was still no response.

Cheng Zhiyu went to pour two glasses of wine and handed them to Ji Xili. Their hands interlaced and intertwined. He stared at her deeply and drank the glasses of wine.

Ji Xili also drank it down.

The two sat on the side of the bed, staring at each other very quietly, Cheng Zhiyu turned around slowly, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head against the contours of her eyebrows and eyes, breath entwined, came to her lips, and lowered his He whispered: "Can I kiss you, Xili?"

Ji Xili closed his eyes and said, "Yes, yes."

Cheng Zhiyu held her back and kissed her slowly and affectionately.

Lingering together, half-undressed, Cheng Zhiyu finally felt a slight strangeness in the person under him, he raised his head from her naked body, and saw Ji Xili tilting his head to the side, with his eyes tightly closed, He didn't even dare to breathe, let alone open his eyes to look at him.

Cheng Zhiyu's heart seemed to be stabbed hard by something, and there were tight and dull pains. He didn't continue, and asked the person in his arms in a hoarse voice: "Xi Li... don't you want to?"

Ji Xili's lips trembled slightly, her voice became a little thinner, she was not at all like her usual, "No... I'm just, just nervous. You...Go ahead..."

"Really?" Cheng Zhiyu looked at her without even daring to open his eyes, and then lowered his head and kissed her lips, but she clenched the quilt tightly, and her fingers trembled slightly.