With her delicate face and slender waist, the royal uncle lost control.

Qin Jiuchen tried to stop her, but she moved quickly and pulled open her clothes in a few moments, revealing her strong chest.

Although he was injured and his body had become thinner, his muscle lines were still clearly defined.

"Nian'er,"

His voice was hoarse, his reason faltering, "I don't want to delay..."

Before the word "you" could be uttered, Yun Nian suddenly leaned down and pressed her soft lips against his chest.

Qin Jiuchen froze.

Yun Nian's movements were awkward yet bold.

She could feel the changes in his body...

"Nian'er wants to be the prince's woman."

She said vaguely.

Qin Jiuchen let out a low roar, unable to restrain himself any longer, and suddenly flipped over and pinned her down.

The two switched positions instantly. Yun Nian lay on the soft mattress, her black hair spread out, making her small face look even more delicate.

The gauze skirt had come undone in the struggle, the neckline had slipped down, and the mauve-colored bodice underneath was clearly visible, covering her alluring curves.

Qin Jiuchen leaned above her, his gaze fixed intently on her, his voice low and hoarse:

"You don't regret it?"

Yun Nian reached out and hugged his neck, pulling him close and kissing his lips: "I will never regret this in my life."

Qin Jiuchen responded to her kiss, and with his other hand untied the ribbons of her bodice.

The final barrier fell away, and she was fully revealed to him.

In the candlelight, her body was as white as jade, with exquisite curves, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Nian'er"

He called her softly.

Yun Nian trembled slightly as she ran her fingers through his hair.

She couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

Qin Jiuchen paused, then looked up at her.

Her eyes were glistening with tears, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Tell me if it hurts," he said in a hoarse voice.

Yun Nian shook her head and kissed him proactively: "It doesn't hurt, Your Highness wants me..."

But when the most crucial moment arrived...

Qin Jiuchen's body suddenly went limp, and he collapsed weakly into Yun Nian's arms.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

Yun Nian nudged him, but he didn't react at all.

I could hear his breathing gradually becoming steady and long.

He actually fell into a deep sleep at that moment.

The two were almost naked, their skin touching, their warm breaths mingling and intertwining.

But this passionate love affair was abruptly cut short at its most intense climax.

The candlelight burned quietly, casting their shadows on the wall, intimate yet lonely.

Yun Nian's tears silently slid down her cheeks.

She knew he wasn't really in a coma.

In this way, he preserved her innocence at the last moment.

Even with burning desire and overwhelming passion, he still couldn't bear to part with it...

-

After that night.

Qin Jiuchen's health fluctuated; he often fell into a coma when the poison took effect, and when he was awake, he would hold Yun Nian's hand and talk to her.

Yun Nian always had a smile on her face, but when she turned her back, her eyes often welled up with tears.

But she never shed a tear in front of Qin Jiuchen. Instead, she took even better care of him, telling him with a smile every day, "Your Highness looks much better today. Once the antidote arrives, you'll be well soon."

Three days later, Yun Nian insisted on completing the wedding.

"The prince promised to marry me."

She sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand, her eyes resolute.

Seeing the light in her eyes, Qin Jiuchen finally nodded.

The wedding was very simple.

There was no banquet or elaborate procession; only a few tables were set up in the main hall of the villa, and the guards and servants from the villa were invited to witness the ceremony.

Yun Nian sewed her own wedding dress.

It wasn't some elaborate phoenix coronet and embroidered robe; it was just a simple red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with golden intertwined branches embroidered on the collar and cuffs.

Her long hair was tied into a woman's bun, and she wore a white jade hairpin given to her by Qin Jiuchen, with a small red silk flower adorning the head of the hairpin.

Qin Jiuchen also changed into a red casual outfit. Although his face was still pale, he was in good spirits.

He insisted on standing to complete the ceremony, and Yun Nian could not persuade him otherwise, so she could only carefully help him up.

Chen Sha acted as the master of ceremonies, shouting in a loud voice.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth."

The two turned around and bowed deeply towards the heavens and earth outside the door.

"Bowing to the parents twice."

With the seat in the main hall empty, the two bowed in the direction of Kyoto.

Qin Jiuchen's parents had long since passed away, and as for Yun Nian's family, it's best not to mention them.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Yun Nian turned around and looked at Qin Jiuchen.

He was looking at her, his eyes filled with undisguised affection and tenderness.

The two faced each other and bowed deeply.

Just as he bent over to stand up, Qin Jiuchen's body suddenly went limp and he fell straight backward.

"Your Highness!"

Yun Nian exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to hug him, but he pulled her down to the ground with him.

Chen Sha and the others rushed forward and carried Qin Jiuchen back to his room.

The imperial physician rushed over, and after taking the prince's pulse, shook his head with a grave expression: "The poison has already invaded the heart meridian. If an antidote cannot be found within three days, Your Highness may be beyond medical help."

The room was deathly silent.

Yun Nian remained unusually calm.

She walked to the bedside, took Qin Jiuchen's cold hand, and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, we are married. From today onwards, I am your princess. You must get well soon; we promised to grow old together."

Qin Jiuchen was unconscious and unresponsive.

For the next two days, Yun Nian stayed by his side without leaving for a moment.

Qin Jiuchen was sometimes conscious and sometimes unconscious, and the time he was conscious was getting shorter and shorter.

Yun Nian never mentioned the antidote, but just smiled and talked to him about trivial things every day: "The weather is so nice today, and some of the osmanthus flowers in the yard have bloomed again. When you get better, let's go pick them together."

"Qiluo has learned to make new desserts. She said she'll make them for you to try when you're better."

She always says "when you're better," as if it's just a matter for tomorrow.

On the last day, Qin Jiuchen was unusually lucid for a long time.

The afternoon sun shone through the window, making it warm and cozy.

Yun Nian helped him lean against the headboard and carefully fed him water.

"Nian'er,"

Qin Jiuchen suddenly spoke, his voice very soft, "I have a few things to tell you."

Yun Nian paused, then casually put down her water cup and smiled at him, "Your Highness, I'm listening."