The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control Chapter 177: Shameful Thoughts

Ji Mingzhu ultimately decided to collect a few ancient books to send to Yuan Changan.

He would be staying in the capital for at least half a year, giving her ample ti to complete this task.

Xie Yunzhen didn’t want his wife to interact with Yuan Changan and decided to take over the task himself.

Upon returning to the East Courtyard, he said, "The Crown Prince is not short of ancient books; I will assist him, and once it’s settled, he’ll give a few, which I can then directly gift to Yuan Changan."

Ji Mingzhu poked his face.

Her face serious, as though she was investigating sothing.

"What is it?" The man’s mouth curved upwards wildly.

Embracing Ji Mingzhu’s waist, he bumped into her.

He displayed an attitude of ready-to-be-picked, "I’m ready."

Even having seen through his malevolent nature, at this mont, Ji Mingzhu couldn’t help but feel her cheeks flush.

"I really wonder how your face grew, so thick-skinned?"

Xie Yunzhen clicked his tongue, "I don’t get scolded for nothing."

"What do you want, can you even scold back?"

Scolding was impossible.

But he could make up for it elsewhere.

Suddenly lifting off the ground, Ji Mingzhu almost cried out, pounding the man’s shoulder forcefully.

"Gold and the others are still outside."

"Alright, I’ll send them away."

"It’s not dark yet."

The man looked determined, "I can’t wait a mont longer; even if the Emperor himself cos, I’ll still proceed!"

Ji Mingzhu: "..."

In prominent households, rules are stringent, marital intimacy must not be too frequent, let alone indulgence during daylight.

The forr harms the body.

The latter leads to indulgence in the tender nest, delaying proper duties, losing the drive to advance.

Moreover, if it spreads, it wouldn’t be pleasant.

It would earn the stigma of being engrossed in won’s charms, neglecting proper duties.

Xie Yunzhen acted solely on his feelings, those rules couldn’t restrain him.

He was a normal man, having not returned ho for days, at this mont, he only wanted to unite with the woman he loved.

As for what others might think, he didn’t care.

Of course, he also instructed others not to spread gossip in the courtyard.

Anyone caught would be harshly punished.

Mingzhu was thin-skinned, matters like these were best left to him to handle.

It was still before the Hour of Shen, the sun was just right, even with the windows shut, the room was brightly lit.

Ji Mingzhu was forced to kneel on the beauty couch.

A few strands of light filtered through the gaps, casting spots of light on her delicate porcelain-white skin.

Xie Yunzhen followed the light.

Using his lips and tongue to trace her waistline.

Ji Mingzhu was ticklish, unable to tolerate anyone touching the dip of her waist.

Xie Yunzhen was sufficiently mischievous.

Intentionally hovering there.

"Say you miss ."

To Ji Mingzhu, the man’s voice at this mont was the devil’s temptation.

She snorted, "If you don’t... then get lost quickly..."

Xie Yunzhen raised his eyes, filled with desire.

Yet he deliberately took his ti to tornt, "So impatient?"

Xie Yunzhen rarely returned ho, yet the main room’s doors and windows were closed tight.

This clearly inford everyone that the couple had private matters to attend to.

Ji Mingzhu thought and felt her face burn.

If this got out, it would be utterly embarrassing!

"I’ll give you two kezhong."

Nervous, her mind grew fuzzy.

Ji Mingzhu thought, as long as the ti wasn’t dragged out too long, when they opened the doors and windows, claiming they were just taking a nap, probably no one would suspect.

Two kezhong, Xie Yunzhen pondered those three words.

"I disagree, you’re mocking ."

Ji Mingzhu beca annoyed.

Reached out to push Xie Yunzhen.

Yet he grasped her wrist, "Such a temper, I must not have served you well."

A tempest fell rapidly, carrying a destructive madness, unstoppable.

The delicate lotus had nowhere to hide, only to sway in the storm.

Fragile and helpless.

As Xie Yunling said, when not ill, Ji Mingzhu’s body was quite healthy.

Not a frail girl gasping for breath after a few steps.

But compared to Xie Yunzhen galloping on the battlefield, her stamina seed insignificant.

Having not shared a bed for days, Xie Yunzhen found the pleasure intoxicating.

Carelessly going overboard.

Resulting in Ji Mingzhu tirefully collapsing on the pillow, all thoughts of two kezhong long gone.

Since getting married, it was her first ti falling into a deep sleep.

She didn’t even want dinner.

Xie Yunzhen thought Ji Mingzhu’s body had a problem.

After all, they had gone through entire nights of folly before.

At that ti, she was in great spirits, though her limbs were sore, her energy was entirely different.

Sitting by the bedside, he asked gently, "Are you feeling unwell sowhere?"

Ji Mingzhu just wanted to sleep.

Xie Yunzhen’s voice was like a mosquito’s buzzing in her ear.

She rubbed her face against the silk quilt, "Want to sleep, don’t disturb ."

"You haven’t eaten."

"Don’t want to eat."

Exhausted all afternoon, yet with no appetite for dinner, Xie Yunzhen increasingly felt that Mingzhu was ill.

He felt her forehead, but found nothing unusual.

Covered her with the quilt.

Left the room quietly.

Xi Yu wasn’t in the capital, so Xie Yunzhen could only send soone to the palace to summon the Imperial Physician.

Upon hearing it was Ji Mingzhu seeking dical attention, Empress Zheng dispatched the Imperial Physician, who had long been acquainted with her.

The Crown Prince was also present.

Mother and son were discussing the wedding matters.

Upon hearing Ji Mingzhu was ill, he instinctively wanted to visit Duke Mansion and see the situation.

"Ah Zhen has lingering toxins in his body; who knows if they’re fully expelled. I’d best go check on him, have the Imperial Physician diagnose him again."

Empress Zheng heavily placed down her cup.

Her face displeased, "Yinli, put away those unseemly thoughts!"

Suddenly hit on a sore spot, the Crown Prince’s first response was to deny.

"She is Ah Zhen’s wife; out of regard for Ah Zhen, I just care for her a bit more."

Then he furrowed his brow in regret.

Before Mother didn’t clarify the words, this would be admitting without being pressed.

Empress Zheng gestured for the palace maids to exit.

Then she coldly snorted, "I’ve been through this, can’t I see through your thoughts? Before when Ji Mingzhu ca to the palace to oversee the banquet, how many tis you ca to my palace in that period surpassed those in a month combined! On the surface bringing Ms. Xu to discuss banquet details, but in fact, who were you aiming for, you know yourself."

The Crown Prince lowered his head, face flushed with sha.

He didn’t know what was wrong with himself, ever since he saw Ji Mingzhu at the Duke Mansion, he’d been unable to forget her.

Even since that day, she occasionally appeared in his dreams.

Ji Mingzhu was Ah Zhen’s wife.

Growing up with Ah Zhen, bonded like brothers, he should not have these thoughts.

But he simply couldn’t control it.

The more suppressed, the fiercer it grew.

Sotis he even thought of sending Ah Zhen far away on business.

Sending him far enough.

Only allowing him to return to the capital once every two or three years.

Using the thod he once dealt with Xie Yunxuan.

Then finding a reason, having Ji Mingzhu co to the palace occasionally.

At that ti, either gazing at her from a distance.

Or using power to coerce her...

The Crown Prince shook his head, hurriedly brushing away these insane thoughts.

"Mother, I’m about to marry the Crown Princess Consort; the larger picture is my priority, I know my place."