Chapter 43 Kissing His Flaw

Yun Xi waited on the bed for a while, and Yuan He left with a group of maids.

“…”

After a brief silence, Ji Xun walked out from behind the screen. The two looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Yuan He asked me to help you." He opened his mouth.

"So, do you need it?"

His eyes remained on the screen and he didn't even glance at Yun Xi.

After cleaning up, Yun Xi didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore: "I'm here now."

She knew Ji Xun knew a lot... not just random things. He was a martial artist, familiar with many acupoints, and had relied on acupressure to relieve the pain from previous injuries.

I ate ice during the day and had severe stomach pain. Brown sugar water alone could not completely relieve the pain and the effect was minimal.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, Yun Xi still hoped that Ji Xun could help her relieve the pain.

"I know you can press acupoints." Yun Xi's forehead was covered with sweat. "Can you help me?"

Ji Xun paused: "...No."

Yun Xi glared at him: "Still pretending? I saw you used it before."

"...Oh. That does happen." Ji Xun finally looked at her, "Where does it hurt, Your Highness?"

Although he knew something about the woman, he was still not sure about the details.

Yun Xi covered her lower abdomen and lowered her head: "Here."

Ji Xun lifted up his skirt, half-knelt beside the bed, and placed his palm on her lower abdomen, feeling for the spot: "Here?"

"No. A little further down."

"here?"

"Um."

Ji Xun lowered his black eyes, thinking: So it's here.

This is not only the softest spot for women, but also for normal people. It is really not very convenient to take action.

He was lost in thought. Yun Xi glanced up and saw him intently staring at her belly. They were very close together. Ji Xun couldn't move to take care of her, so he half-sat on the bed, casting an oppressive shadow over her.

Yun Xi could only see his broad chest, the black gold wristband gleaming coldly against her abdomen, and then his Adam's apple and collarbone. His eyes were beautiful, with long, thick eyelashes that resembled crow feathers.

"Is it okay?" Yun Xi asked nervously.

"I'll try."

Ji Xun had already thought of several connecting points. He unfastened the silver buckle of the wrist guard with a "click" and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a beautifully muscular forearm.

The fingertips with thin calluses pressed heavily on the soft skin through the thin inner clothing, grinding and pressing down.

Yun Xi's pupils suddenly shrank, and she couldn't help but shudder. She half-closed her eyes, and tears suddenly flashed in her eyes: "It hurts..."

The pain of acupuncture is not much less than the heavy pain during menstruation.

A faint girl's fragrance lingered in his nose, as fragrant as orchid. Ji Xun's brows jumped, but the strength in his hands did not decrease much: "Bear with it."

A short pain is worse than a long pain.

Yun Xi grabbed the quilt beside her and bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to make any sound. But after a while, she couldn't help but let out a little moan from time to time.

Did he have to endure all this when he was giving himself pain relief before?

Yun Xi suddenly felt that he was really a very tolerant person.

"Your Highness, lie down." He suddenly said, "There is only one seat left."

Yun Xi followed his instructions and lay flat on the bed, while Ji Xun climbed onto the bed and pressed her down. Despite this, he still managed the distance, not touching her anywhere except his hands.

When the big hand stopped in front of her, Yun Xi suddenly realized where the last seat was.

"etc."

Too late.

The fingertips, which were a bit rougher than her skin, pressed down and were about to press down when they suddenly paused for a moment.

“…”

I was in so much pain just now that I forgot to wear it.

Yun Xi covered her face, too embarrassed to look at him again. She could only comfort herself.

It doesn’t matter, this should be nothing in Ji Xun’s eyes.

She covered her eyes, but the man on her body also noticed it. He said nothing, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he turned his eyes away silently, continuing his work with his hands.

After a massage, both of them were sweating profusely, one in pain, the other in suffocation.

After it was over, before Yun Xi could react, Ji Xun got off the bed on his own initiative.

"alright."

Yun Xi opened her eyes and found that her lower abdomen was indeed much relieved, which was even more effective than taking medicine.

She no longer cared about the embarrassment and said in surprise, "You really have some skills."

Yun Xi's face was no longer pale, her chest was no longer stuffy, and she felt refreshed all over.

"Can I come to you next time?" Yun Xi really needed someone to help her relieve the pain. "If you're embarrassed, you can teach Yuan He the technique."

Ji Xun took a handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands, saying calmly, "I won't teach anyone else about my skills. Come back next time, I'll charge you some money."

Who is embarrassed?

He was speechless and did not expose her.

"You're still as money-hungry as ever." Yun Xi couldn't help but complain, "How much do you want this time?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Ji Xun thought for a moment and said.

"You don't have to accept payment. I'll tell His Highness when the time comes."

Yun Xi: "What about this time?"

It's quite mysterious.

"I've received it this time."

Yun Xi: “?”

She thought about it carefully and couldn't remember what benefits she had promised him just now.

Could it be that plate of honey apricots? Or perhaps the Phoenix Blood Pearl from even longer ago?

I think they all do.

Yun Xi rolled into the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and prepared to sleep.

"Can you go and call Yuanhe?" she asked, sticking her head out.

Ji Xun was sitting beside the couch putting on his wrist guard. He glanced at her and asked, "What do you want her to do?"

"Ask her to read the storybook for me." Yun Xi said, "I've been thinking about Yun Ye before going to bed lately. I can't fall asleep without reading the storybook to distract myself."

"Just a dead man." Ji Xun said lightly.

Yun Xi: "But I always think about how he looked when he died. What if he turned into a vengeful ghost and came looking for me?"

Ji Xun responded calmly to her concerns and explained, "Once you're dead, you're dead. You won't become a vengeful ghost, go to hell, or reincarnate. Once you're dead, you can never live again."

If there really were vengeful ghosts in this world, the brothers and sisters who died at his hands would have come looking for him long ago. The people of Jin who were killed by the Liang people should have gone to seek revenge long ago.

But this is the fact. The talk about ghosts and gods is nothing but self-consolation for the frustrated.

"Your Highness is a living person. You should think about how to deal with the troubles of the living, not worry about a dead person."

Yun Xi: “…”

That being said, it was her first time being involved in a murder case, so she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Seeing that she still looked worried, Ji Xun pursed his lips and tried to comfort her in a different way: "Look at the bright side. With that person's brain, he shouldn't be able to find the way to the princess's mansion."

Yun Xi: “…”

Is this funny?

A little bit.

"But I just want to listen to the notebook." Yun Xi said stubbornly.

Ji Xun was silent for a moment, then said, "Yuan He should go and rest. I will read it to Your Highness."

Yun Xi: "It's only this hour now, why is Yuan He resting?"

“…”

Asking despite knowing the answer.

Ji Xun picked up the notebook on the bedside table and turned to the page with the crease.

Because Yun Xi had previously revealed their relationship to the servants in the mansion, whenever he stayed in the princess's bedroom at night, the servants in the mansion would think that he would be the one serving Yun Xi that night.

It was obvious that she was the instigator, yet she pretended to be ignorant.

Is it so shameful to take the initiative towards him?

Ji Xun pondered for a moment, stroking the paper with his fingertips.

Maybe there are some.

If he and Yun Xi were a good match today, would things be different?

"Why don't you read it?"

Hearing Yun Xi's urging, he lowered his eyes and looked at the contents of the book.

It happens to be a childhood sweetheart scene.

The two countries have always had good relations. The little prince and the little princess first met at the envoy's welcoming banquet, became good friends, and admired flowers, fed fish, and visited the palace together.

The two fell in love with each other, and half a year later, the little prince left.

Ten years later, the princess grew up and was sent to a foreign country to marry a foreign prince. She cried and made a fuss, refusing to marry.

When she arrived at the place, she found that the person seeking marriage was the prince she had loved when she was young.

The ending is perfect.

Yun Xi listened quietly. She had not fallen asleep yet. Instead, the ups and downs of the story aroused her curiosity. When she heard the end, she curled her lips.

"Your Highness doesn't like it?" Ji Xun closed the book.

Yun Xi lay on the pillow, thought for a moment, and said, "...I don't like this ending. I think it's better for the little princess to stay in her motherland. She won't be able to adapt to a place she doesn't know suddenly."

"You don't like traveling far?" Ji Xun stared at her quietly.

Yun Xi: "It's annoying. Especially when going to a place where I don't know anyone."

In her opinion, her own home is more comfortable.

"What if your sweetheart is somewhere else?"

"Of course I'll bring him to live with me. It's easy to support one person in such a big princess mansion like mine," said Yun Xi.

Ji Xun seemed to be thinking: "I understand."

Yun Xi was speechless. "What do you understand? You've misread so many things. The little prince in the storybook is so handsome and elegant, how can he be described as 'ordinary and even a little flawed'?"

Ji Xun did not explain this and chose to play dead: "..."

Yun Xi turned over and said, "I feel a little sleepy. When I close my eyes, you can leave."

"Um."

As the night deepened, the person on the bed began to breathe more steadily and fell into a deep sleep. Not long after, she began to mumble in her sleep again, mumbling some nonsense.

Not surprisingly, Ji Xun heard his name again.

She seemed unaware that she was talking in her sleep.

Ji Xun stared at her every move and saw her turn over in her sleep, hugging the pillow next to her and calling him.

I don’t know what I dreamed about, but this time it didn’t seem like something indescribable.

"Yun Xi." He did not leave, but bent down and whispered in her ear.

Without saying anything else, he simply called her name, just as she had called him in her dream, as if this was only fair.

When Yun Xi calmed down, he took off half of his golden mask in the night, revealing the disfigured half of his face, and gently and silently pressed his lips against her cheek.

In an almost weird and twisted way, he allowed her to feel his true appearance in her sleep.

What did he look like in her dream?

Maybe it was just like the storybook she was reading, perfect as she imagined.

Ji Xun suddenly wanted to wake her up and let her see his face clearly.

She would definitely be scared if she woke up in the middle of the night and saw him.

Before he could do anything, Yun Xi opened her eyes drowsily, feeling the hot wind on her cheek.

"Why are you coming close to me again? Didn't you kiss me enough just now..."

Her consciousness was still in a dream, and she couldn't lift her hands. She could only tilt her head slightly and kiss Ji Xun on the side of his cheek that was close to her, right on the side with the scar.

"Okay, stop bothering me... go away..."

She closed her eyes and turned her back to him.

“…”

The bedroom was quiet for a long time, and the figure in the darkness remained motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a low chuckle was heard.

He covered her with the quilt, walked out with footsteps as light as a feather.