[Rebirth+Gongdou Machiavellianism+Double Cleanliness+Marriage first, love later+Bottom counterattack+Machinery to make money+HE]
"Is the princess caring about this king?"
Su Zhitang wanted to pull her hand away, but he held it tighter, causing her to tremble.
"I'm just doing my duty." Her voice trembled slightly.
"Oh?" Zhao Heng stood up and pulled her closer. The two of them were only a short distance away.
"Then Princess, tell me, what is the duty of a wife? To disturb someone's dreams in the middle of the night just to watch her husband sleep?"
Too close. The hormones emanating from men have a dangerous aura.
"My lord, let go." She scolded in a low voice.
"What if I don't let you go?" He touched her cheek with his other hand, and brushed her earlobe with his fingertips, as if he was provoking her to the extreme.
In the darkness, the heartbeat coming from his chest through the thin shirt made her feel shy.
"Your Majesty's shoulder injury has not healed yet, so you should not act rashly." She forced herself to calm down.
"The princess hasn't answered me yet, what is your duty?" Zhao Heng smiled evilly.
…
A wedding night, half a year late, was going on grandly and enthusiastically.
…
After a long time, she gently touched the top of Zhao Heng's hair.
"Zhao Heng, I can do it..."
…
"Tang'er, don't overestimate yourself in this matter..."
"Don't underestimate me either..."
"... Just tell me."
He raised his head, climbed up, and whispered in her ear
