Reborn After Widowhood

Chapter 31

Chen Jingzong could feel Hua Yang's fear.

They got married last winter, and she was ignorant on the bridal night's matters. After that night, she disliked him during the day, but became alert and defensive at night, like a little phoenix with gorgeous feathers but no fighting power, restless for tiger and wolf that was gradually approaching.

Chen Jingzong didn't have any solution. He could say some sweet words, but the difference between their bodies was so big. No matter how much he said, he couldn't change the fact that she had to bear it.

The smoothest time was in the Fourth Month this year, when she threw herself into his arms with tears in her eyes. She hugged him so tightly that she seemed to be more eager than he was

"Weren't you not afraid last time?"

He asked, lowering his head.

Hua Yang trembled slightly.

It was different last time. She regarded him as the yang spirit returning from the dead. After three years of separation, the yin and yang finally met again. She couldn't think of anything else.

Chen Jingzong kissed her face.

Hua Yang knew he was waiting.

She tried to think of other things, such as the countless long nights during her three years as a widow, such as the two guards she saw in her aunt's house, such as the night she got reborn.

She had really tasted it, and she wanted it too.

"Try, try."

She was trembling, and Chen Jingzong suddenly thought of a way: "Hit me if you feel uncomfortable. None of us will take advantage of the other."

Hua Yang wanted to laugh, but the next moment, she took a sharp breath and raised her hand to hit him.

But Chen Jingzong grabbed her two wrists and said hoarsely: "It's better to scold me. I bully you, then you scold me. I like to hear it."

He was a bastard, and he liked the way she couldn't move.

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Sometimes, Chen Jingzong was an economical person.

The medicine must be taken. Since it's going to be eaten, it's better to make the medicine more worthwhile. Just like a soldier sent out to die, killing one soldier is just one kill, but killing a few more is more worthwhile.

Before dawn, Chen Jingzong pulled the limp princess into his arms again.

He knew she was tired, but it wasn't easy for him either. Both husband and wife worked hard this time, so they could have a good rest and recharge their batteries in the next three months.

Hua Yang was too sleepy, slapped his hand away, and hid in the innermost part of the quilt.

Chen Jingzong caught up, and Hua Yang, who just wanted to sleep, became angry and opened her eyes to scold him.

Chen Jingzong looked at her faintly: "Today is my birthday. Last time?"

Hua Yang:...

Anyone could say "last time", except for him. He would live a hundred years, and he could have many more times.

As soon as she lowered her eyes, Chen Jingzong understood.

It turned out that he could get preferential treatment on his birthday, so next year, at least on his birthday, he would definitely be able to sleep with her.

Of course, the premise was that she still wanted him as her prince consort and didn't divorce him.

Chen Jingzong always remembered that at the reception on the night of his wedding, a male guest who was toasting said in his ear: "A person like you is not worthy of her at all."