Sharing a Pillow with Pear Blossoms

Synopsis A few days after their wedding, Prince Jing finally consummated his marriage with his wife. That night, his wife knit her brows in a low furrow, her soft and tender voice breaking with suppressed groans—sounds completely different from her usual self. He was blind and unable to see his wife’s face. Later on, whenever his wife choked back her cries in the dark, he would gently urge her to let go and relax. Yet, though he was blind, he was not deaf. His wife’s voice was wrong. Many things about her were wrong. A few months later, by a twist of fate, he regained his sight. His beloved wife returned to the estate after completing a seven-day fast and prayer ritual at the Buddhist temple. That night, wearing a veil of moon-white gauze, she sat shyly upon the bridal bed, her eyes shining with affection and her posture oozing charming grace. Prince Jing pulled back the curtain with his hand and stared at the stranger before him. He did not move, his knuckles turning pale white from gripping so tightly. If the woman in front of him was indeed the wife who had bowed before the heavens with him, then who was the woman who had shared his bed night after night? During his father-in-law’s birthday banquet, Prince Jing arrived at the estate to offer his congratulations. His wife’s family entertained him with great warmth, save for his wife’s younger sister, who dared not look at him and wished only to flee in panic. Yet her slender, delicate brow ridge, her small nose with fine nostrils, and her alluring, softly curled crimson lips—were the exact features he had held, pinned by the waist, and pressed ruthlessly with his thumb during countless pitch-black nights… Prince Jing narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his long fingers intentionally adjusting the gold and jade belt at his waist. The sister-in-law’s legs suddenly went weak. Prince Jing quietly observed her guilty, panic-stricken reaction, forcing her with his gaze to retreat into a corner. But in the next second, his eyes froze completely. Concealed beneath her loose, pear-blossom-white robe, her lower abdomen was already slightly bulging… — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Sharing a Pillow with Pear Blossoms — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠