After Prince Guo was reborn, Zhen Huan became invincible

Yin Meizhuang closed the door quietly, turned around and looked at Wen Shichu, who was lying on the bed and seemed a little drunk, with mixed feelings.

She walked slowly to the bedside, her eyes gently brushing across Wen Shichu's face, feeling both sweet and a little helpless in her heart.

Although Wen Shichu is a skilled doctor and treats people gently, he always seems so clumsy and direct in expressing his emotions. This sudden romance makes her both surprised and embarrassed.

She sat down gently, tucked the corner of the quilt for Wen Shichu, and whispered: "Shichu, do you know how many people laughed at what you said just now? However, I am happy in my heart. It's just that the affection between us is more suitable to be savored when no one is around, don't you think?"

Wen Shichu seemed to feel Yin Meizhuang's tenderness in his dream. With a satisfied smile on his lips, he murmured to himself: "Mei'er, Mei'er..." That voice was full of dependence and affection, which made Yin Meizhuang's heart soften.

She sighed softly, stood up, walked to the window, gently pushed open the window frame, letting the night breeze blow on her face with a hint of coolness, trying to calm her restless mood.

The moonlight was like water, filling the courtyard and illuminating a corner of her heart.

She recalled every moment she had met and known Wen Shichu, and the days they had spent together, rainy or sunny, all became especially precious because of each other's company.

"Shichu, knowing you is my greatest luck in this life." Yin Meizhuang muttered to herself as she looked at Wen Shichu, the corners of her mouth rising unconsciously.

She gazed at Wen Shichu's peaceful sleeping face, her heart filled with gratitude and happiness. She knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead would be, as long as the two of them walked hand in hand, they would have nothing to fear.

It was late at night. Yin Meizhuang took off Wen Shichu's clothes and covered him with a quilt.

Afterwards, she took off her clothes, slowly lay down, and snuggled up to Wen Shichu, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shichu had woken up at some point and pressed forward...

Yin Meizhuang only felt a pair of warm lips covering her lips, soft, and with a faint smell of alcohol, which was not as bad as she had imagined.

Because both of them were only wearing thin clothes at the moment, they could feel the indescribable touch with just a touch of their fingers, which was so exciting.

"My wife, I love you so much. Do you know? After you returned to the palace, I was so jealous of the 'Emperor' that it was difficult for me to hug you." Wen Shichu felt a little aggrieved as he spoke.

His hands continued to invade her territory, "So soft and fragrant..."

Yin Meizhuang knew that she owed Wen Shichu something, so she let him do what he wanted. She was immersed in their lovemaking and panted as she said, "I understand, I understand...ah...from now on you and I...ah...can be together forever, and never...separate again."

When Wen Shichu heard this, his legs became stronger, as if he was suddenly filled with energy. He smiled foolishly and said, "Okay, we will never separate again, my lady. I will make you happy..."

The two of them lingered until dawn, still unsatisfied, Yin Meizhuang collapsed on the bed exhausted, she felt full of love...

Wen Shichu looked at Yin Meizhuang's rosy face, which was very beautiful and he never got tired of looking at it. He hugged Yin Meizhuang and said, "Mei'er, sleep for a while..."

Yin Meizhuang nodded gently, and as Wen Shichu placed a kiss on Shen Meizhuang's forehead, the two closed their eyes and slowly fell asleep...