At night, we turned off the lights and lay in bed.
"Can you give that plum blossom jade pendant to me?" He broke the silence first and said in a calm tone.
I was stunned. Except for the night of the wedding, he rarely called himself the king, and he asked for the jade pendant I always carried with me.
I was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "If the prince likes it, I will go to the jewelry shop to customize an exact one for the prince when I get back from the capital."
"I only like the one you bring." He answered quickly.
"That jade pendant was given by a friend of Yuan Chan. Yuan Chan cannot give it to the prince as a ransom." After a moment of silence, I said firmly.
He didn't answer, as if he was asleep. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, he stretched out an arm and hugged me tightly to his chest. I struggled to escape, but his strength was many times stronger than mine.
"Your Majesty..."
Before he finished speaking, he said in a cold voice: "Sleep."
I stopped struggling and put my hands on his chest. My breath was filled with the unique masculine smell of him.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
