Everything destined to happen had secretly been marked with a price.
Seeing Xue Lingxun now so wholeheartedly won over, Qian Ran felt fantastic.
After letting herself go, Xue Lingxun was no different from Feng Ling and the others. No, that was not quite right-she still was not as wanton as Feng Ling. But their skills were about the same. It seemed that his not taking the initiative to visit Xue Lingxun lately had made this woman anxious too.
She watched Qian Ran come and go all day, with an endless stream of women around him, yet he never sought her out. After that brief period of being courted by Qian Ran, Xue Lingxun had completely resigned herself to her fate. She also knew that if she did not put her heart into being with Qian Ran, she would have absolutely no standing in the household in the future.
A married woman's standing depended entirely on whether she was favored.
If Qian Ran never sought her out, would that not mean she was inadequate?
Qian Ran had done nothing. All he needed to do was wait by the stump for the rabbit to come to him. He truly had not expected Xue Lingxun to know so much. What an aptitude!
As expected of a princess of the Dou Ling Empire.
He had heard that once princesses came of age, the palace matrons would have them learn certain bedroom arts. It seemed that was probably true.
Seeing that Xue Lingxun wanted to put on a performance herself, Qian Ran could not be bothered to move at all. He also wanted to experience what it was like when a woman took the initiative.
Most importantly, he could admire the princess's bashful expression.
Xue Lingxun read Qian Ran's thoughts from his sternness. After her