Gifted Bride of the Sinned Prince

“I don’t have any wine left. I sent Sun Fuguo already. I cannot go out, else I would have fetched it for you,” Xiaoming lied to her.

Liu Jin Yu moved her face closer to Xiaoming, causing him to stop blinking for a few seconds. “You are not lying, right? You don’t want to give me the wine because you think I have drunk too much.” She spread out her arms before lowering them down.

Xiaoming stroked her hair. “Why don’t you sleep? It’s already late,” he opined.

“I am not sleepy,” Liu Jin Yu said, and tilted her head at him. “Are you sleepy? You must go to bed early. Will you be punished if you wake up late?” She waited for Xiaoming’s response.

“I won’t be punished for waking up late. It is not expected of the Crown Prince to wake up late. Moreover, I am an early bird. Even if I sleep late, I can wake up early,” Xiaoming explained to her.

“My father kicked out my mother when I was nine months old,” Liu Jin Yu told him and chuckled. “Wu Jin took my mother to his small home and took care of us. My mother died soon after. I had only Wu Jin in my life, but he left me too,” she said in a low voice. However, she didn’t cry this time. The grief was there, but Jin Yu didn’t want to cry anymore.

“Do you know my father?” Liu Jin Yu asked him. “How would you know?” She laughed and playfully hit his arm. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I became stronger so that one day I would find the man, who threw us out. He is a nobleman,” Liu Jin Yu ended up telling him the secret which was meant to be with herself only. Xiaoming immediately tilted his head to look at her, and he grasped her both arms.

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“Your father is a nobleman?” Xiaoming inquired, as he looked at her face. However, she had fallen asleep. A tear came out of her left eye, and it tore up Xiaoming’s heart.

He embraced her and smiled. “You fool! Why did you never tell me you are a daughter of a nobleman?” He mumbled. Half of his way to marrying her was clear now. She wasn’t a woman of low status but the daughter of a nobleman. She could definitely become his wife without any hindrance.

But the question was, who was her father?

He decided to ask her in the morning and lifted her in his arms. He took her to the bedchamber and placed her on the bed. He covered her with the quilt. But before that, he removed her shoes and wiped the tear from her right cheek with the pad of his finger.

“You decided to hear the remarks of people around you, but you never told them you were the daughter of a nobleman. How could you bear all these things? I will make sure to fill your life with happiness,” Xiaoming promised her as he caressed her head. He put her hands right below her chest and walked away.

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Lóng Wei stopped Li Hua from pulling on his cheeks and pinned her to the mattress. “His Highness’ cheeks look no less than a monkey,” Li Hua laughed. She pursed her lips together before apologizing to him as she found the change in his facial expressions.

Lóng Wei brought his hand to her nose and pinched it. “You naughty woman!” he said and smiled.

Li Hua rubbed her nose and asked him to move away. Instead, Lóng Wei leaned down as he rested his weight on his elbow. The pad of his index finger traced her face from her forehead to her jawline as he lifted her chin.

He kissed her slowly while giving them enough time to breathe. Their eyelids moved slowly as they looked at each other before their lips met again. Her hand locked behind his nape as she pulled him down. Their bodies were pressed against each other, and the two felt each other’s erratic heartbeats.

He let go of her lips and left butterfly kisses on her neck, which made her giggle. “Your Highness, that tickles,” she said when he bit her sweet spot, which made her moan.

“Li Hua, you drive me crazy,” he whispered as he left open-mouthed kisses on her shoulder. His hands sensually moved over her upper body while her hands raked into his soft, silky hair.

“Allow me to worship you more, Li Hua,” Lóng Wei whispered in her ear and slowly leaned back to meet her gaze. She nodded at him as a hue of red crept across her cheeks. Lóng Wei’s fingers tucked at the knot of her dress, and he slowly opened the knot. Her dress loosened from her chest and her heart hammered against her chest.

Lóng Wei softly kissed the middle of her forehead and looked into her eyes. He traced her brows with his thumb, which slowly moved down to her lips. “So pretty,” he whispered.

The next second, he lifted her up and made her sit on his lap. She rested her hands on his shoulders as her eyes fluttered because of the sudden nervousness.

“I love you, Li Hua,” Lóng Wei said, and waited for her response.

“I love Prince Lóng Wei,” Li Hua promptly replied. Her hands cupped his face. In the light of the candles, the expressions were perfectly visible. She continued to caress his cheeks, which she had pulled earlier. “I didn’t intend to hurt His Highness’ cheeks.” The pitch of her voice was low yet soft. She leaned in close and kissed his cheeks before kissing his lips.

His hand went to her nape. He drew her close, his lips opened to welcome her soft, rosy lips. He kissed her hungrily, like a starving beast. His hands pulled down the dress from her shoulders. Soon, his hands explored her upper body and so did his lips, making her moan in pleasure.