Chapter 452

Song Jinglan’s movements halted. After a while, his lips slowly moved away from her body as he reached out to cover her body with the clothes he rid her from.

Lin Feilu blinked.

Song Jinglan smiled helplessly, brushing the jumbled strands of hair on her forehead with his fingers, “Get up and eat.”

Lin Feilu felt that this man’s restraint was amazing.

Song Jinglan straightened his arms, raised his body slightly and was about to leave when the girl under him suddenly grasped his belt(2), unravelling it with her slender fingers.

(T/N: The belt we’re talking about is not the modern type, but a sash that is made from material like silk before being tied around the waist)

There was a trace of red brimming at the ends of her eyes, but her usually soft and sweet voice was deliberately suppressed at this moment. With an ambiguous smile, every word that was spoken from her lips seemed to be laced with a seductive tone, “Your Majesty, do you really not want it?”

Song Jinglan didn’t speak as he looked straight into her soul with downcast eyes. Those orbs were incomparably captivating, the deep and darkened pupils not bothering to conceal his burning desire.

Lin Feilu faltered immediately.

No longer smiling, and ridding her voice of its sultriness, she withdrew her finger at lightning speed. Then, she added honestly, “Let’s eat, I’m hungry.”

After a long time, he chuckled and sat up slowly. He picked up the belt that she had torn off, tying it back around his waist with his head down in concentration.

Only then did she know how shy she actually was?

After Song Jinglan finished fastening his belt, he looked up at the girl’s flushed face and smiled.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, his gentle voice carrying a hoarse timbre to it, “Princess, don’t seduce me.”

Lin Feilu whispered, “We don’t know who is seducing whom.”

He laughed and ruffled her mop of unruly hair, “Be good, I want to give the Princess a grand and complete wedding ceremony.”

The food had already gone cold.

Seeing that His Majesty was leading the Princess out of the room, Sun Jiang called someone to serve another meal.

While eating, the people from the Royal Astronomy Supervisors came back and announced that the auspicious day of the big wedding had been fixed. It will be held on the 7th day of the next month.

When Lin Feilu heard that there was only one month left to prepare, she was a little worried that it would be too late or that it would be a rushed process. Recently, she also read up on the traditions of the empire, so she knew that the process of the Emperor’s wedding was a very complicated occasion. Also, it was granted to be an even more complex ceremony since he would confer her the title of ‘Empress’. Every step was undeniably going to be time-consuming and labour-intensive.

However, Song Jinglan was slightly displeased as he repeated, “Next month?”

The Royal Astronomy Supervisors were sweating profusely as they answered with an urge to cry, “Replying to Your Majesty, this is the closest auspicious day that was predicted by the officials.”

Song Jinglan just waved his hand, “Fine, go and prepare for it.”

The officials hurriedly retreated.

The auspicious date had been set, so the palace personnel began to hit the ground running with their immediate tasks, wasting no time.

On the day of the big wedding, all the government officials would come to visit. Lin Feilu would have to kowtow towards the heavens and respectfully carry herself throughout the ceremony, so even her outfit had to have an altered design after much research. The palace servants of the Imperial Garment Workshop measured Lin Feilu’s size and began to rush the process of making a luxurious Phoenix Robe for her wedding.