"Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh."
Cedric glanced at the dissuading men before glaring at Ethan.
"Are you telling me that the General, who has won many victories on the battlefield, is at a loss when it comes to the small nation of Song? Is there a reason why you cannot go?"
Ethan straightened up when he heard Cedric's taunt.
If he didn't want to go, then he didn't have to go. The cold winters of Song were too harsh for the soldiers of Gideon.
Even though they could face a loss in Song, the Emperor and Cedric were desperate to have Ethan leave the Palace. Additionally, the duke was pretending not to have heard them while silently agreeing.
"I will go."
"Ch-General!"
The protesting nobles were at a loss for words. The Palace would become tumultuous without Ethan.
Having changed his mind, Ethan was at peace.
If his presence was too uncomfortable for everyone, he was willing to fall for their tricks.