"...I understand," Su Zhiruan wasn't really listening to what he had said at that moment. She stared at the carriage roof, and it seemed to her that the sound of snow falling and the footsteps of the coachman and the maid were constantly reminding her that they were on the street, in a carriage. She tried to gather her open collar and said to Fu Huaichu, "Your Highness, perhaps we should get up and have a proper talk."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by another sticky kiss, their fingers intertwined, leaving her unable to move at all, completely overpowered.
Even though they had been married early in the Su Family village, and had done everything that married couples do, even having two children, Zhezhi and Zheye, at this moment, she really did not want to continue in the carriage.
She struggled hard, but her movements, seen by Fu Huaichu, only made their bodies press closer, and his eyes grew darker.