Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 180 Canglan Ferry (50)

At Jing Chen's behest, the couple's wedding and hereditary title ceremony were held on the same day.

Although time was short, all the proper etiquette and formalities were observed. Jing Chen, as the newly appointed Duke of Dingguo, married Yan Zhen with the rites due to a principal wife.

On her wedding day, Yan Zhen wore a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe. After the ceremony, she sat alone in the bamboo garden with a red veil covering her face.

The room was filled with festive red, and the air was filled with the scent of burning red candles. Yan Zhen sighed inwardly, this was her second marriage to Jing Chen.

The last time Jing Chen was the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom.

I wonder if our wedding night will remind him of the time she stabbed him to death in the Great Jin Kingdom, and if that will ignite his anger and cause him to stab her again...

Her thoughts were so scattered that she didn't even notice someone walking into the room until a pair of gilded cloud-patterned black boots appeared in her view under the red veil, and the person carried a faint smell of alcohol.

A maid brought over a small scale, which Jingchen took and lifted her red veil.

As the red veil was lifted, Yan Zhen's vision suddenly opened up, and she could see Jing Chen in his wedding attire.

Their eyes met, and Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly.

Pei Ji has a striking appearance; the brighter and more flamboyant the colors he wears, the more handsome he looks. Although Jing Chen, dressed in bright red, has no expression on his face, his features are undeniably refined and handsome, a feast for the eyes.

He was lost in thought, staring intently at her.

After drinking the nuptial wine served by maids and the matchmaker, and leaving the others, only the two of them remained in the bridal chamber.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, neither of them spoke for a moment.

An awkward silence hung in the air.

Yan Zhen glanced at him and his expression darkened. He still had that cold and expressionless look, but his hands were on his knees, sometimes clenching and sometimes making fists, showing his tension.

Yan Zhen ignored what he was imagining, got up and walked to the dressing table, and began to remove the jewels from her head.

She had just taken off the phoenix crown when Jing Chen walked over and stood behind her: "I'll help you."

"it is good."

Yan Zhen lowered his hand and let him do as he pleased.

But soon——

"Tsk, it's pulling my hair!"

"Be gentle!! Do you even know how to take it apart?"

"Hiss... Did you do this on purpose?!"

After Jing Chen pulled on her for the third time, Yan Zhen turned around angrily, slapped away the gold hairpin that he had just taken off, which still had a few broken strands of hair wrapped around it, and said angrily, "If you don't like me, just say so! Why do you have to tease me like this!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Jing Chen's eyes: "I..."

"I don't need your help anymore, go stand over there!"

After shooing Jing Chen away, Yan Zhen quickly removed her makeup and hair, washed up, and changed into her undergarments.

Getting married is a very tiring thing. After getting ready and lying in bed, Yan Zhen let out a long breath, feeling like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

But she knew that today's matter was not over yet.

She waited a while, and then the curtain was lifted. Jing Chen, who had changed into her undergarments, quietly climbed up and lay down next to her.

Then there was another silence.

The two seemed to be competing with each other, neither of them saying a word.

After a while, Jing Chen seemed to finally muster up his courage, adjusted his posture, turned to face Yan Zhen, pressed his chest against her back, and groped under the quilt to grasp her hand.

He was clearly still nervous, and his grip was quite strong, causing Yan Zhen some pain. Before he could make any further moves, she asked, "Shall we do it?"

Was it really necessary for him to go to such lengths, sacrificing his virginity, just to get revenge on her?

Jing Chen paused, then asked instead of answering, "Do you want to do it?"

"I don't care." Yan Zhen said honestly. She had been lying down with her back to the mirror, and patted her chest. "But since we're married, it's only right that I fulfill my marital obligations. I can cooperate if you want to."

Jing Chen hesitated for a moment, then rolled over and covered her, lowering his head to kiss her lips.

Yan Zhen showed no resistance or rejection; when he kissed her, she even tilted her head back to meet his kiss.

However, Jing Chen's kissing skills were really clumsy. He either licked or nibbled like a puppy. Yan Zhen was bitten on the corner of his mouth again. After shuddering in pain, he sighed helplessly.

Jing Chen immediately stopped, somewhat helplessly reaching out to touch the corner of her mouth: "I've learned it, but..."

Have you studied this?

Yan Zhen became interested and teased, "Where did you learn that?"

"...Reading a book."

"Erotic paintings?"

"……Um."

“That thing is too abstract and subtle.” Yan Zhen reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck, then flipped him over and pinned him down. “Let me teach you.”

She intertwined her fingers with Jing Chen's with one hand, and pinched his chin with the other, making him raise his head slightly. Then she leaned down to kiss him, taking the initiative.

A damp, humid atmosphere filled the red tent. A slender, soft hand slipped inside her undergarment, and wherever it touched, sparks flew. Jingchen felt a sense of being held hostage, and her breathing quickly became heavy and disordered.

A wave of unfamiliar feelings washed over him, and he let out a suppressed gasp.

Knowing full well that this feeling of losing control was extremely dangerous, his reason was frantically resisting his continued descent into depravity, but his body was very honest, urging him to demand more.

Just as he was about to be overwhelmed by passion and surrender to the person on top of him, he caught a glimpse of Yan Zhen out of the corner of his eye, who was both pleasing him and observing his reaction from above.

That cold, calm gaze, devoid of any desire, was like a bucket of cold water, instantly chilling Jing Chen to the bone—

He immediately pushed Yan Zhen away, sat up, and anger quickly welled up in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhen wasn't angry at his treatment, but just puzzled. "Are you feeling unwell?"

She should have kept quiet; the question only made Jingchen angrier.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on whether he was angry that she acted like a superior, watching him succumb to his depravity with an air of superiority, or angry that even though he himself had succumbed to such depravity, she remained completely unmoved.

This person always seems to act like this, putting on an air of detachment, yet easily driving him to lose control and go berserk.

The intense sense of inequality made Jing Chen feel stifled and uncomfortable, his heart aching and numb. He roughly threw off the bed curtains, and stormed off without even putting on his shoes.

Yan Zhen watched his retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips.

You think you can outsmart her with such limited skills? Aren't you afraid of losing everything?

Although Yan Zhen was happy to see Jing Chen suffer a setback, she did not forget that she still had to cooperate with him in his act. So she called a maid and brought a quilt to Jing Chen, who was staying in the study.

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Perhaps it was the comforting blanket that worked its magic, because when Yan Zhen woke up the next day, Jing Chen had already returned and was changing clothes with his back to her.

Yan Zhen noticed that he was wearing casual clothes and casually asked, "Don't you have to work today?"

Jing Chen turned around when he heard the noise and saw her propping up her head with one snow-white arm, her long, flowing hair covering most of the pillow.

The chaotic memories of last night flooded his mind, and his anger was still not appeased. He put on a stern face and said, "No need. Get up and come with me somewhere."