After hearing Xiyuan's reason, Yun Mi couldn't help but laugh and cry, "So this is why you wouldn't let me touch you?"
How could he, a dignified prince, not get any woman he wanted?
Why were so many women throwing themselves at him, yet his new Princess Consort rejected him?
…
When he opened his eyes again, it felt like noon had arrived, and he was lying next to her, propping his chin up as he watched her sleep.
Xiyuan swallowed, "Prince, good morning..."
The words slipped out with a tempting hoarseness. She instinctively covered her mouth. Oh God, her voice was hoarse after just one night? What had she done last night?
Yun Mi cupped her face and kissed her, "It's not early anymore, the sun is already shining on your butt. Are you finally awake? I've been lying here watching you for a long time. Lunchtime has passed, are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"
