Children of Loulan

Chapter 229 Consummation

However, her actions did not escape the eyes of the battle-hardened and martial arts-skilled Keremu. With his keen hearing, he caught Hanguli's slightly hasty and uneven breathing rhythm, and immediately understood everything. So, he blew out all the candles in the room without hesitation, plunging the whole room into darkness and silence.

Just as he was about to sit on the edge of the bed, he heard a faint swallowing sound by his ear - obviously coming from Hanguli's mouth. Keremu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Then he slowly stood up, walked to the table, gently picked up a teacup, and carefully filled it with water.

Then, he walked back to the bed with light steps, lowered his voice and asked softly: "Li'er, are you thirsty? Do you want to get up and drink some water?"

This question was like a sharp sword, piercing Hanguli's heart, making it impossible for her to continue pretending to sleep. In desperation, she could only forcefully open her eyes, but all that appeared before her was a dark expanse with no end in sight, as if the whole world was swallowed up by this thick ink color.

She struggled to move her body, her movements slow and gentle, and slowly straightened up. She opened her red lips and whispered softly, "My Lord, where are you? It's so dark around here, I can hardly see anything."

She stretched out her hands carefully, groping forward like a blind person, and suddenly, her fingertips touched a warm palm reaching out to her. That hand quickly grabbed her wrist and held it tightly, fearing that they would lose each other if they let go. Then, a low and gentle voice came: "I'm here, don't panic, wait, here, the water is coming!"

At the moment Keremu opened his mouth to speak, he had already handed the cup to her steadily. After Hanguli took the cup, she looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before she stammered, "My lord, it's as dark as ink everywhere, I really can't see clearly." The implication of her words was self-evident - in such a dark place, I was afraid that the water would go into my nose, but I couldn't find my lips.

Keremu seemed to have seen through her thoughts and said in a soothing voice, "It's okay, don't worry. Come here, I'll feed you."

After saying that, he took the cup from Hanguli again, carefully brought it close to her lips, and slowly poured it out, letting the cool water flow down her throat.

After drinking the water, Hanguli became more and more confused and asked, "Your Majesty, it's so dark here, how can you see the things around you?"

Keremu recalled solemnly: "When I was in the West City, candles were scarce, so I often had to go out in the dark to check if there were any omissions in the city walls that were being built, so I gradually got used to the night."

After saying this, he slowly placed the teacup on the small table beside the bed. However, at this moment, a dull crash suddenly rang through his ears - "bang!" Following the crash, there was another scream - "ah!" A slight "hissing" sound quietly rang out.

Upon hearing the sound, Keremu dropped the cup in his hand and rushed to Hanguli anxiously. He held her shaky body tightly, his face full of worry and anxiety, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

Hanguli covered the back of her head with both hands, her voice became hoarse and low due to the pain, and she responded with difficulty: "I accidentally hit my head on the headboard..."

Before he finished speaking, Keremu began to blame himself with a guilty look on his face: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have blown out the lights so early." After he finished speaking, he gently stretched out his hand and carefully kneaded the injured part of Hanguli, his movements showing his love and care.

Gradually, Keremu's comfort eased the pain in Hanguli's heart, but at the same time, a strange feeling spread in her heart. When he gently held Hanguli in his arms, her cheek involuntarily pressed against his broad and solid chest, and her strong heartbeat could be clearly heard. At that moment, Hanguli's heart couldn't help but pounding, like a deer's head, and she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

Keremu kneaded gently, and every movement was full of concern and tenderness. After a long while, he asked in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Li'er, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

At this moment, Hanguli responded softly, and the gentle "hmm" seemed to carry endless shyness and tenderness. However, even such a simple syllable, the warm breath brought out from her mouth was like a warm current, rushing straight to Keremu's broad chest.

When the heat touched his skin, Keremu felt a scalding heat surge into his heart, causing him to swallow his saliva involuntarily. The muscles in his throat slid up and down with this movement, and an indescribable impulse spread throughout his body.

Finally, he could no longer suppress his inner desire, and could not help but lower his head and approach the cherry lips that haunted him. When the soft lips like petals gently touched him, Hanguli froze, and even her breathing became rapid, but she dared not move at all.

Keremu was keenly aware of the tenseness of Hanguli's body. He slowly loosened his lips, moved his head to her ear, and whispered in a voice almost as loud as a whisper: "Li'er, I want to be your husband and protect you for the rest of your life. Are you willing to marry me and become my princess?"

The warm breath beside her ears was like a warm current, quietly flowing into Hanguli's heart, making her feel moved. In fact, she and the prince had already been married, but they had not yet consummated their marriage. However, the prince's question at this moment was purely out of respect for her personal wishes. Moreover, she also knew that the prince always called himself "I" instead of "this king" in front of her, which undoubtedly showed that the prince was sincere to her.

As her thoughts drifted, Hanguli's mind once again recalled the time when she was dozing off just now - when she closed her eyes, the scene of the prince risking his life to protect her many years ago immediately appeared in front of her.

However, despite the ups and downs in her heart, Hanguli was still too shy to speak. Finally, she chose to stretch out her arms slightly and gently wrap around Keremu's waist. Then, her delicate cheek was pressed tightly against the prince's solid chest again.

When Keremu felt the soft arms around his waist and the gentle woman in his arms, he could not help himself. He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the back of Hanguli's head, then carefully laid her down. He waved his sleeves lightly, and his inner clothes fell off like dancing petals. Then, his hot lips once again affectionately pressed on Hanguli's delicate lips.

As time went by, the bed curtain slowly fell, and the whole room was gradually covered by a hazy veil. The only sound left in the room was the faint and almost imperceptible sound of the bed turning over, as if telling a lingering love story...

Dal, who was guarding outside the door, turned around and left with a smile the moment the lights in the house were turned off, because she could see that the prince treated the young lady sincerely, and she believed that the prince would treat the young lady even better in the future!