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He wanted to move those seductive feet away, but his fingertips didn't have the courage to touch. He could only swallow his saliva silently, lower his eyelids, and force himself not to look at things he shouldn't.

"Are you shy?"

Lin Chunhuan spoke in a light tone with a subtle smile, as if he was very interested in the teasing at this moment.

Before Feiying could come to his senses, the person who was originally lying on the bed stood up and half of his body leaned on him, sending a warmth that made him blush uncontrollably.

"Yiyun's coming to the princess's mansion to be her lover is just a cover."

Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips and leaned on the man's strong shoulder, with a weak grievance in her tone, "He has a lover. He left last night and will never come back."

There was a soft sound of breathing in his ears. It seemed that there was wind outside, blowing the gauze curtain beside the bed high up, blocking Feiying's clear view.

Everything he saw seemed like a dream. Feiying swallowed silently, feeling as if his entire heart was covered with a veil, isolating his rationality and making him unable to think.

"All I want is you alone."

The taut string in my mind broke in an instant. The weather was sunny just now, but after a loud thunder, it started to rain heavily.

It rained heavily for three days, and Lin Chunhuan was tormented for three days.

Facts have proved that when you have nothing to do, you should never provoke a hungry wolf that has never eaten meat!

This man seemed to be desperate and wanted to die on her!

Lin Chunhuan had just thought of this when her waist was grabbed by strong arms again and she was dragged back to the bed. The mixture of extreme pleasure and exhaustion made her lose the ability to think again.

Her feelings for Feiying are not inexplicable. In that dream, Feiying was the only one who avenged him after discovering that she was dead.

He killed Shen Yuming's entire family, including the young child.

Then he carried her already miserable corpse and left the small courtyard where she had been imprisoned for countless years. It was also from that time that the prince, who had become emperor, realized what Shen Yuming had done over the years.

But it was no use, she was already dead.

Feiying built a curtain and erected a monument for her.

Lin Chunhuan whimpered softly, as if in pain, or jealousy and pleasure. Her pair of arms, as white and tender as lotus roots, tightly wrapped around the man's neck.

Every time she closed her eyes, she could see the words on the tombstone clearly.

That was also the last scene in the dream she had.

The late wife Chang was Chunhuan.

The rain that had been falling for three consecutive days finally stopped, and Kyoto City welcomed the first ray of sunshine since the beginning of autumn.

Lin Chunhuan raised her arms, and the unbearable soreness made her frown uncontrollably. If only she had no strength at all.

She really wanted to elbow the man behind her to death.

But at this moment Feiying was sleeping very soundly, breathing deeply, and apart from a pair of hands still holding her tightly in his arms, there was no other reaction.

Lin Chunhuan turned around and half-knelt, stretching out his fingers to carefully outline Feiying's face. His face was angular, with a high nose bridge, but his lips were unexpectedly rosy.

Compared to the young men in Kyoto, Feiying's skin color is darker, like carefully brushed bronze, without a trace of affectation. Both visually and tactilely, it is full of wild bursts!

Compared with Feiying's skin color, her own body looked even whiter and reflective.

"Flying Eagle, Flying Eagle..." Lin Chun smiled and murmured his name as his fingertips slowly stroked the other's rosy lips.

She had never experienced the suffering in the dream. Logically, even if she understood Feiying's special love for her, she didn't have to give herself to him.

She could give Feiying a lot of money, or ask her father to give him an official position, or anything else.

But as they got along slowly, she fell into Feiying's eyes more than once, as his heart and eyes were filled with her. From then on, she could not stop and gradually sank.

In this world, she is loved by many people, her father and her brothers.

But besides her, her father had other children, and the country, so he only had a little love left for her. When she was young, her brothers were willing to take her out to play.

But when they grew up, they each got married and had children, and competed for the throne. They became busier and busier, and had less and less time to care about her, their so-called sister.

So even though she was a princess and had a life that most people envied, Lin Chunhuan spent most of her time alone in her Liuxia Palace.

The palace was large and luxurious, but so quiet that it seemed lifeless.

Lin Chunhuan reflected on this, and she thought that this was the real reason why she had been blinded before, and was determined to be nice to Shen Yuming, and didn't care even if he treated her like a fool.

She longed for something different in her life, and Shen Yuming was that difference.

Coming back to his senses from his brief thoughts, Lin Chunhuan chuckled and continued to draw the man's face in the air with his fingers.

Love can be thrilling, but more often it is a long-lasting and steady flow.

So even though there was no earth-shattering or dramatic story, Lin Chunhuan still clearly realized that she was not completely without feelings for Feiying.

In that case, I will get married sooner or later anyway, so why can't it be Flying Eagle.

As for getting married, Fu'an knew from a young age that she was a princess and that if she enjoyed wealth, glory and supreme power, she would have to pay a corresponding price.

When Sheng Kingdom is stable, she can do whatever she wants. When Sheng Kingdom is unstable, her fate as a princess is to marry a foreign princess, either to gain peace or to buy time for her country.

The same goes for marrying a flying eagle.

The only difference is that the one who needs to be appeased is not a strange country, but the world that is also in urgent need of stability.

Fortunately, this choice did not disgust her.

From the moment she knew that her father had made Feiying her lover, Lin Chunhuan had figured everything out.

It’s just... Feiying felt a little unfair that they went straight to the next step without a grand wedding.

"Huai Jin."

At the moment when Lin Chunhuan was lost in thought, the man beside her slowly opened his eyes and took hold of her hand that was constantly moving and making her heart itch. "My name is Chang Huaijin."

Lin Chunhuan's face immediately turned red. He turned over and buried himself in the quilt, shouting in a muffled voice, "You...you get out!"

"I don't want to see you now!"

Flying Eagle, or Chang Huaijin.

He stood up with a look of both laughter and tears, hesitating whether to pull away the quilt covering Lin Chunhuan's face. After a moment of silence, he reached out and touched her soft hair.

"Okay, I'll go out first and let Caiyun come in and help you get dressed."

"Don't worry, I will be responsible."