The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 64 After the Wedding Night

The breeze of the wind produced a soothing rustling sound of leaves. Footsteps produce a crisp sound on the stepped floor, signaling that so many people are doing something. A small laugh and a gentle hiss to silence the laughter could be heard from outside the bride's room.

“It's so noon, but still not up?” mudan said with a frown. He wanted to report something, but what a power if the chairman can't be bothered. “Can't anyone wake them?” This report was so important that Mudan could not wait patiently.

Meihua who was nearby cheered. “You crazy?” meihua asked as she touched her best friend's forehead. “Where is your conscience? Can-can bother two newlyweds after wedding night.” He clicked his tongue.

The conversation of the two subordinates of Liang Fenghong made Qiuyue smile thinly. ‘It seems, Mr. Liang needs time to tame Madam, his inner’ is deep in heart.

Xiaoming who was leaning on the pedestal of the residence shook her head. “Be quiet!” whispered half a snarl. “If Junzhu is the one who woke up because of your voice, then you will be safe. However, if the Awakened Chairman ..” The man shuddered in horror. “I don't even want to imagine it.”

Hearing Xiaoming's words, Meihua and Mudan fell silent. Qiuyue looked at the three and understood about something. ‘It seems, Mr. Liang is much more creepy than it looks.’

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The faint rays of the sun that pierced through the window warmed the bodies of the two people lying on top of the bed. With blankets covering their naked bodies, the two were still attached to each other.

The woman's eyes twitched, feeling a little disturbed by the temperature that began to rise. Slowly, the eyelids opened, showing off a drowning black bead.

Huang Miaoling was shocked when his gaze caught the presence of another person on his bed. As his consciousness began to seep in, the woman's face gushed red.

‘We ... really married?’ Huang Miaoling was still having a hard time believing.

Huang Miaoling's mind drifted to the scene the night before. He had no time to think about his ridiculous actions due to the liquor he gulped. Right now, his brain was filled with memories regarding how wild his wedding night was with this man before him.

Huang Miaoling's eyes swept across the scene before him, savoring every inch of Liang Fenghong's face that looked so unawares before him. In contrast to his usual expression being so cold, the man looked so calm.

With one arm in motion, Huang Miaoling touched the tip of her index finger gently on the side of her husband's face. Had it not been for him experiencing it himself, Mingwei Junzhu would not have believed that the owner of the cold face had a passionate side.

Suddenly, Liang Fenghong's forehead wrinkled slightly. The man could feel a light touch on his face, making him slightly tingled.

Liang Fenghong's hand that wrapped around his wife's body moved slightly. This made Huang Miaoling feel shocked and immediately retracted his hand.

Slowly, Liang Fenghong's eyelids opened. His gaze roared at Huang Miaoling's face for a moment. Then the man closed it again.

Without a fad, Liang Fenghong tightened his embrace, making Huang Miaoling cling to his chest. “Sleep longer,” he said in a deep voice. It was faint from his voice that the man was still sleepy.

Huang Miaoling's heart felt warm. Remembered himself in life and woke up with no one by his side after the first night. There were only servants who took her bed to announce to Empress Dowager Shen and Empress Mingmei that she was no longer holy. Not only that, he still had to report to the women in the palace as the daughter-in-law of the royal family.

“I have to say hello to your parents,” Huang Miaoling said as she let her face rest on her husband's body, enjoying intimacy never before felt. “You also still have to entertain guests for the party on the second day.”

Liang Fenghong groaned lowly, not so pleased with Huang Miaoling's last sentence. The first day alone the man had almost exhausted all his strength, how could he be happy to have to spend the second day accompanying the guests again!

“I want to spend my day with you,” Liang Fenghong replied seriously. “Mom and Dad will understand if you don't go,” he added while hugging his wife, not giving Huang Miaoling a chance to leave.

At this moment, Liang Fenghong opened his eyes and looked towards Huang Miaoling. The man's forehead was wrinkled unhappily. “If anyone dares to say like that, I will tear his mouth.” Then, his expression turned relaxed, as if indifferent. “Again, the important thing is that you have the status of being the best wife. That's enough.” The man kissed Huang Miaoling's forehead.

“Ah ..”.

A sigh could be heard coming out from the Mingwei Junzhu's mouth as her husband's hand mischievously teased her body. The woman could sense that Liang Fenghong was intending to repeat the incident the night before.

Before Liang Fenghong's hand had infiltrated where it shouldn't be, Huang Miaoling gripped the man's hand. “A Feng ...” The woman revealed an adorable frowning expression. “Do not make me angry,” threatened.

Inside Liang Fenghong's chest, the man's heart was racing even tighter. Instead of worrying about his wife's threats, he became increasingly tempted. ‘She was so adorable,’ she thought. ‘And he realized that his actions did not frighten me, but rather wanted it more and more.’

Liang Fenghong brought his face closer to Huang Miaoling. Funny, but the woman also did not shy away, showing a pent-up desire in him. The two of them were shocked at each other, venting out the desire that began to radiate within them.

Low sighs began to blur from the sidelines of the kiss that Liang Fenghong had given his wife. Huang Miaoling felt out of breath, but he also did not want to separate himself.

The seductive cry was thrown when Liang Fenghong released Huang Miaoling's lips and moved on the woman's ears. “So, your ears are your weakness?” the man whispered right on the side of Huang Miaoling's ear, making the woman's body tremble.

“Hah ...” Huang Miaoling let out a sigh as Liang Fenghong kissed his ears. “J-don't be there.” She tried to raise her hand to push her husband's face away. “Ah!” However, Liang Fenghong's hand quickly held him back. “A Feng ...,” call the woman with a face asking for more.

Liang Fenghong lowered his kiss from the ear, headed to the neck, down to his wife's body. The kiss was so gentle, but it left a trace of heat on Huang Miaoling's body.

“Ling’er, i—!”

Geck! Geck!

“Master! Madam! Are you awake?!”

At that moment, Huang Miaoling and Liang Fenghong were frozen on the spot. Sang Mingwei Junzhu instantly regained consciousness from the turmoil of her lust and immediately pushed her husband aside. It made Liang Fenghong growl low.

“What's up?!” liang Fenghong asked curiously, preparing to throw mockery at whoever it was his subordinates who dared to disturb him.

“M-sorry for having to disturb the Master and Madam, but ... His Majesty the Emperor requested the presence of the two of you in the palace!” said the person who was none other than Qiuyue. “This is about the Fifth Prince!”

Hearing this, Huang Miaoling and Liang Fenghong's expressions turned ugly. There was not a hint of warmth left in the radiance of their eyes.

Liang Fenghong became the first to react. “What's with the Fifth Prince?” tanyanya, asking for an explanation.

Outside the room, Qiuyue's expression looked pale and his body trembled. “P-Fifth Prince .. perished en route to Kun Lun!”

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