The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 160 Mei Terumi gritted her teeth and shouted: I refuse to accept this!

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In the dead of night, Uchiha Sanfeng finally finished reviewing the last memorial.

He rubbed his temples, stood up wearily, and walked toward Uzumaki Ei's bedchamber.

The lights in the corridor cast his shadow long.

As he arrived at Huiyi's bedchamber, a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Pushing open the door, one sees the graceful figure of Uzumaki Megumi sitting in front of the dressing table.

She was meticulously combing her fiery red hair, every movement elegant and composed.

Hearing the door open, she turned around, smiled sweetly, and stood up to greet her.

"Have you finished your official duties?" she asked softly, taking off his outer robe.

Uchiha Mitsunori nodded, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her passionately.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the delicate fragrance of her hair: "With you waiting, how could I not hurry back?"

Whirlpool Megumi leaned against him, feeling the warmth of his chest, her eyes filled with tenderness.

But soon, she gently pushed him away and pointed out the window: "Ming-chan's bedchamber is still lit. Why don't you go to her place tonight?"

Uchiha Sanfeng paused, knowing what Huiyi was thinking.

Although Mei Terumi has never officially married him, he has allowed her to live in the palace as his fiancée, and the world has long regarded her as his queen.

Even Mei Terumi had long considered herself his concubine...

Uchiha Mitsunori hugged Uzumaki Megumi and kissed her forehead: "You do know how to think of me."

Whirlpool Huiyi gently pushed him away, straightened his clothes, and lightly tapped his chest with her fingertips: "Don't always bully her. That girl has been waiting for you for so many years. You can't let her keep waiting. She specially cooked your favorite eight-treasure lotus seed soup tonight and has been sitting in the room for almost an hour."

Uchiha Mitsunori smiled helplessly: "I know, you're my queen, yet you care about this even more than I do."

Whirlpool Megumi tiptoed and gave him a light peck on the lips: "Go quickly, don't keep her waiting."

Uchiha Mitsunori kissed Uzumaki Megumi again: "Okay, I'm coming right now. You should get some rest!"

Then, he turned and walked toward Terumi Mei's bedroom, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

Having such a considerate princess is the greatest fortune of his life.

Meanwhile, in Mei Terumi's bedchamber, the future queen was lost in thought.

"Sister Huiyi said she would have Sanfeng come over tonight... Will he really come?" She murmured to herself in front of the mirror, her fingers unconsciously twisting the sash.

In the mirror, she had emerald green eyes, long, reddish-brown curly hair cascading over her shoulders, and wore a gorgeous silk robe that made her appear both mature and dignified, yet gentle and charming.

"If they come, what should I do? Take the initiative? Or...?"

A blush rose to her cheeks, but she suddenly shook her head: "No, no, that's too shameful..."

She covered her burning cheeks, unable to bear looking at herself in the mirror: "He always bullies me... but I keep thinking about him... if he really doesn't come, I'll be so unwilling..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mei Terumi suddenly raised her head, her eyes instantly lighting up.

She took a deep breath, straightened her robe, and then got up to open the door.

The door creaked open gently from the inside.

Uchiha Mitsunori stood outside the door, moonlight streaming in from behind him, outlining a silvery edge around him.

He had changed into a loose bathrobe, his black hair casually draped over his shoulders, looking less dignified and more relaxed than usual.

Uchiha Mitsunori's gaze fell on her reddened ears.

A slight smile played on his lips, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Ming-chan, aren't you going to invite me in?"

Mei Terumi then came to her senses and hurriedly made way for him, saying, "Please, please come in."

The atmosphere in the bedchamber became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Mei Terumi stood there helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Uchiha Mitsunori chuckled and casually walked to the table to sit down. "What's wrong? Didn't you always say you wanted to be with me? Now you're shy?"

Mei Terumi hesitated for a moment, but still obediently walked over and sat down, keeping a little distance between them.

She blushed and retorted, but her voice trailed off: "That...that was a joke!"

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she abruptly looked up and stared directly at Mitsukasa: "You keep rejecting me... I just... don't know how to satisfy you..."

Seeing her earnest expression, Uchiha Mitsunori's heart softened.

Mei Terumi has been by his side for so many years, and he has always known her feelings, but he has always delayed on the grounds that she is still young.

Looking back now, it was indeed a bit excessive.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear, "I know. I've kept you waiting all these years."

Mei Terumi looked up, her eyes flashing with complex emotions: "I'm just... afraid of disappointing you..."

The familiar sweet aroma of eight-treasure lotus seed soup filled the room.

Uchiha Mitsunori's gaze softened considerably, and he said softly, "I heard that someone specially prepared lotus seed soup for me, so I came to try it."

Mei Terumi's face instantly burned, and she hurriedly ran to get the soup bowl. Her hand trembled, and half a spoonful of soup spilled onto the tablecloth.

"I'm sorry!" She hurriedly tried to wipe it, but Sanfeng grabbed her wrist.

His palm was warm, and with a gentle pull, he made her fall to the ground beside him.

He picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and held it to her lips: "What's the rush? You try it first."

Mei Terumi paused for a moment, then took a small bite of the spoon. The sweetness of the lotus seeds mixed with the warmth of his fingertips, warming her from the tip of her tongue all the way to her heart.

When she looked up, she met his deep eyes.

Gone was the playful banter of the past; only a deep tenderness remained.

He put down his spoon, raised his hand to stroke her face, and gently caressed her cheek with his thumb: "Ming-chan, I've wronged you all these years."

Mei Terumi's eyes welled up with tears, but she stubbornly shook her head: "I'm not wronged, as long as I can wait for this day..."

Uchiha Mitsunori lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

This kiss was different from the usual playful one; it carried genuine emotion and remorse.

Mei Terumi first opened her eyes wide in surprise, then slowly closed them, responding to his kiss.

When Mitsumine ended the kiss, Terumi Mei leaned against him, slightly panting, her heart pounding, her cheeks flushed.

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

The kiss was awkward yet bold, carrying her unique stubbornness and passion.

A determined glimmer shone in her turquoise eyes: "Tonight... stay... I want..."

Uchiha Mitsunori kissed her forehead and gently lifted her up: "As you wish, my little beauty."

That night, in Mei Terumi's bedchamber, soft moans and gasps filled the air, making the maids outside blush and their hearts race.

That night, Mei Terumi, having experienced her first life, actually wanted to challenge the authority of the Uchiha Three Peaks.

Uchiha Mitsumine, panting heavily, shouted, "Do you submit...?"

Mei Terumi gritted her teeth and shouted, "I refuse to accept this... Eeee... Ah..."

The next day, Uchiha Mitsunori went to work as usual, but Terumi Mei couldn't get up...!