Reborn to marry the emperor, I just want to confuse the emperor and seize the throne

Jiang Fenghua didn't expect him to be so angry all of a sudden. "Whether the emperor reads it or not is his business. Whether I copy it or not is my business."

"Jiang Fenghua." Xie Shang scolded her. He had been holding his anger in from yesterday until today. Didn't she notice it at all?

She didn't dare to move for a moment, staring at him with her eyes straight, and said calmly, "Why is the prince angry? How did I offend the prince?"

He was so angry that he wanted to smash the table. His eyes were like a cheetah, sharp and cold. Seeing Jiang Fenghua's pitiful and bewildered look, he suppressed his anger and suddenly pulled her hand, "Why didn't you apply the medicine when you went back last night?"

Jiang Fenghua pulled her hand back and avoided his touch. Wasn’t it you who did it?

She said calmly, "This kind of bruise doesn't hurt or itch, so applying any medicine won't work. We can only wait for it to heal slowly."

Jiang Fenghua avoided his eyes, sat back at the desk, and copied the task assigned by the emperor carefully and attentively.

Xie Shang clearly felt her alienation and indifference, and she seemed to have withdrawn instantly. Was it because he didn't give her an answer to the question she asked last night, so she let it go?

She wants to withdraw, has she obtained my permission?

He pulled her up and turned around to sit on the stool. Jiang Fenghua felt that he was a little unreasonable and turned around to leave.

The next second, Xie Shang suddenly pulled her to sit on his lap, held her tightly in his arms, and took out a porcelain bottle to carefully apply medicine on her.

Jiang Fenghua stared at his fingers. There was a cut on his slender white finger. Although it was no longer bleeding, it had not healed yet. A wound that is not bandaged will always heal slowly.

Seeing that she had obediently applied the medicine and holding her warm and soft body in his arms, Xie Shang suddenly felt itchy in his heart.

He saw her staring at the wound on her finger with a hint of worry in her eyes, so he said, "This is just a minor injury, it will heal in two days."

"My fingers are connected to my heart, and it will hurt eventually." Jiang Fenghua's voice was soft and charming, passing through his heart like a musical note, and there was hidden worry in her eyes.

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Xie Shang suddenly touched her curly eyelashes with his fingers.

Jiang Fenghua suddenly spoke up, "Since Your Majesty has applied the medicine, please let me go."

Xie Shang held her slender waist tighter and tighter. His eyes were deep and his handsome face showed a hint of playfulness. His every move revealed an elegant and majestic temperament.

Jiang Fenghua was half-hearted and pushed him away, "I thought we had made it very clear last night."

"You mean you don't like me." He deliberately lowered his voice, a magnetic and ambiguous breath lingering in her ears, and a natural imperial majesty inadvertently revealed, "So you have to like the one with the surname Xiao."

"No, I don't like Master Xiao." Jiang Fenghua quickly denied, "I thought the prince only liked Concubine Su, so..."

Xie Shang felt a burning sensation in his heart. Was she angry? Was she jealous because he liked Su Tingwan?

The next second, he suddenly put her on the desk, and the papers, pens and inkstones on it instantly fell to the ground, crackling and playing a series of inspiring notes. He pressed down on her regardless and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her eyelashes carefully, his movements were gentle and caring, as if he was afraid of startling her.

He had been enduring it from last night until now, and even in the carriage on the way to the palace, he sat upright with dignity and self-respect.

Both of them seemed to be holding back their energy and were unwilling to bow to the other.

Jiang Fenghua tried his best to endure it. He could feel her nervousness. His fingers caressed her cheek inadvertently and his fingertips rubbed her ear gently, but he held her still to prevent her from moving.

His thin lips pecked the tip of her nose lightly, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

His actions were extremely ambiguous, as if he was an affectionate husband pleasing his wife.

She called out softly, "My Lord..."

"Tell me whether you like me or not." Xie Shang's voice was hoarse, and his lips rubbed against her ear, teasing her intentionally or unintentionally. He was not in a hurry to kiss her, and his lips gently brushed across her cheek, like wings caressing the tip of her heart.

He knew her lips were soft, but he wanted to hear her say that she loved him with her own ears.

Jiang Fenghua didn't answer, but kept her mouth tightly shut, and even lowered her head slightly to prevent him from touching her.

Xie Shang was still unwilling to give up, and his hands became even more presumptuous. His fingers around her waist easily slipped into her clothes and rubbed gently. Jiang Fenghua felt a tingling sensation all over her body.

Xie Shang noticed her strangeness and kept moving his hands, slowly moving upwards. Jiang Fenghua's cheeks were rosy and she was very shy, "Your Majesty, don't."

Her not wanting means she wants it.

Xie Shang didn't care whether she wanted to or not, he had to force her to admit with her own mouth that she loved him, until he touched the softness of her chest, and she couldn't hold back any longer and began to tremble all over.

"You still won't tell me? Do you like me or not?"

Jiang Fenghua's eyes were filled with mist, she closed her eyes tightly, bit her pink lips and nodded repeatedly, "I like you, Your Highness. I have liked you for a long time."

The next moment, a kiss as violent as a storm fell on her lips, blocking her from saying anything.

His movements slowly opened and closed, the touch of lips was gentle and lingering, ambiguity and affection intertwined, his kiss gradually deepened and became more intense, making her feel overwhelmed, even unable to resist.

The more he kissed her, the more he tasted her beauty. This time the feeling was completely different from the kiss he forcefully gave her last night. He wanted to lure her into a realm unknown to both of them. He pried open her teeth and held her tightly in this contest of desire and exploration.

Jiang Fenghua felt like she was going to be kissed to death by him. Xie Shang must be an expert in love affairs. She didn't know how many times he had practiced this on Su Tingwan. Jiang Fenghua almost lost her mind and indulged in his tenderness.

At this moment, her body and mind were separated, and her body became hot because of his teasing.

She finally recovered and felt his masculine characteristics burning hot. She reminded him softly, "Your Highness, this is the ancestral temple, you can't..."

He was also trying his best to endure it. If this was not the ancestral temple, he would have gone to Wushan with her to make love.

He held her in his arms as if he wanted to break her bones, and he wished he could take her for himself right away.

"Your Majesty, the emperor has summoned you and the princess to the imperial study to see him." At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

After waiting for a while, the person outside the door did not get a response. When he was about to push the door, he saw a mess inside as soon as the door opened a crack. There were two people sitting beside the desk in ambiguous postures. They were Prince Heng and Princess Heng. He was stunned for a moment.

He quickly stepped out and closed the door, calming himself down, and said, "Your Highness, Princess..."

Xie Shang said coldly, "I understand. I will take the princess to pay respects to the emperor right away."

At this time, Jiang Fenghua was lying on the desk in a seductive posture. Apart from her delicate body, everything else on the large table was scattered on the ground.

Her cheeks were shy and charming like a red rose, which instantly captured his heart.

Xie Shang got up from her and suddenly said something nonsensical, "I am leaving the palace and returning home."

Jiang Fenghua spoke in a weak voice, retracted her beautiful legs, and gathered her skirt, "But the emperor summoned us to see him."

"So after seeing my father, I must find a way to leave the palace." Xie Shang said in a deep voice, "This time, my father punished us to stay in the ancestral temple for three days. He was also angry with me because he lost an arm. If I go and confess, his anger may dissipate a little."

Jiang Fenghua smiled slightly, because he wanted to vent his lust, so he had to bow to the emperor to quell his anger.

Jiang Fenghua stared at his face with her beautiful eyes, "So why did the emperor want to imprison me too? Do I have to confess my crime too?"

Xie Shang pinched her little face affectionately, "Because the princess signed the three characters Jiang Fenghua on the petition of the people, it angered the emperor."

Jiang Fenghua suddenly realized, "I understand. I am a fish that has been harmed by the prince. I can't escape."

"You are now tied to the same rope with me. You can't escape." Xie Shang said with a double meaning.

Jiang Fenghua smiled softly, her face full of happiness, and the competition officially began.