Chapter 67 Where did he touch you?

This name.

This momentarily scattered Yunxi's thoughts.

Xiao Shenjing suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her chin, and forced it towards him.

He propped himself up on one hand beside her head, looking down at her and saying, "Look at me. Who gave you permission to daydream?"

Her breathing was still rapid.

The stacked and piled-up clothes couldn't block anything.

"Xiao Shenjing?" Yun Xi closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, her eyes regaining some clarity. "Do you want me to see him like this?"

Even the scalding heat cooled down.

Xiao Shenjing frowned, remained silent, and sat back down on the golden nanmu throne behind him.

He lowered his gaze and watched as Yunxi gathered her clothes and stood up.

His gaze suddenly fell on her lips.

Crimson red, swollen.

Xiao Shenjing's eyes darkened sharply. Just as Yun Xi regained her footing, he reached out and grabbed Yun Xi's hand, pulling her forcefully.

She unexpectedly bumped into his arms.

He called out, "Fu Shun, get in here!"

Yunxi was shocked for a moment, clutching her clothes with one hand and hurriedly looking for her belt.

Xiao Shenjing pulled her into his arms, blocking out all the spring scenery.

The palace doors were then pushed open.

Fu Shun bowed and walked in.

"A screen!" Xiao Shenjing only said two words.

Fu Shun lowered his head and quickly directed the palace maids to move a screen from the next room and place it in front of the imperial desk.

No one dared to look up for more than a second throughout the entire process.

After Fu Shun left.

Yunxi wanted to leave Xiao Shenjing.

But he wouldn't let go of her waist.

"Will you let go or not?" Yunxi gripped her clothes tightly, gritting her teeth.

Her eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Xiao Shenjing narrowed his eyes. "So eager to see him?"

Even the hand gripping her lower back tightened its grip.

"You're absolutely incomprehensible!" Yunxi frantically suppressed the urge to stab this madman to death. "You're the one who wanted to see me. If you've got the guts, let me go now!"

She was furious and spoke recklessly, uttering treasonous and foul language towards the emperor.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have been dragged out and beheaded long ago.

Xiao Shenjing, however, seemed to be amused by her anger. He wrapped his arms around her waist and suddenly leaned down to give her a heavy peck on the lips.

“?” Yunxi.

Wasn't she insulting him?

What is this person going to do now?

Are you so angry you've lost your mind?

"I'd rather be furious to death." Seeing Yunxi's bewildered expression.

Xiao Shenjing couldn't resist and kissed her lips downwards.

Just as Yunxi frowned, about to slap him again, he looked up at her and said, "Yunxi, don't forget what you said, or I will be angry."

“Yunxi”

Did she say anything?

Ignoring Yunxi's puzzled expression,

Xiao Shenjing suppressed the surging dark light in his eyes and pulled down Xiao Yi to straighten her clothes.

Then, he personally tied her clothes sash layer by layer.

Seeing his drastically different actions, Yunxi said from the bottom of her heart, "Xiao Shenjing, you really should have some imperial physicians check your head."

These treasonous words seemed to please the young emperor.

A barely perceptible smile of pleasure even appeared on his lips as he asked, "Is my beloved concubine worried about my safety?"

"Is there another person living inside this person's body?"

Xiao Shenjing slowly sat back on his throne.

Just as Yunxi was about to back out, he grabbed her waist with one hand and forcibly pulled her onto his lap.

Before she could protest, Xiao Shenjing raised his voice and said, "Summon the Turkic envoy."

Yunxi paused.

She stared at the hands that were wrapped around her waist and wouldn't let go, and didn't move again.

Why provoke such a lunatic?

To avoid causing others to suffer a fatal disaster because of her.

Seeing that she was sitting obediently on his lap and no longer resisting, Xiao Shenjing turned his head and pecked her slightly pouty cheek again, then rested his chin on her shoulder.

The actions were quite intimate.

Yunxi felt extremely uncomfortable and moved her shoulders, trying to shake off the heavy head.

But as soon as he moved, the palace door was pushed open.

Along with the gentle breeze that wafted in, there was also a tall, slender figure.

Separated by fluttering curtains, separated by a screen.

Their eyes met.

Ashina Yuansi couldn't see clearly; he could only see two hazy, overlapping figures behind the screen.

Two

Behind the screen, he saw his wife being embraced by a man.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest.

Anger and jealousy surged to his head; he wished he could kick the screen away and twist the Han emperor's head off.

But reason prevailed over his impulse.

He knew that if he made even the slightest movement, he would be immediately captured by the heavy guards outside the door.

He had no choice but to bow and loudly proclaim, "Turkic envoy Ashina Yuansi pays respects to His Majesty of Jing Kingdom."

Hearing that familiar voice, even though Yunxi was prepared, she couldn't help but feel a moment of disorientation.

She recalled that terrifying glimpse during the Lantern Festival.

I remember the surprise that flashed in his eyes when we met again.

He remembered how he stayed by her bedside day and night when she was sick, and how he would stay up all night to make her favorite dish, Panlong.

He would remember anything she said unintentionally.

At that time, she really thought about spending her whole life with him.

Unless he stops loving her, he will never leave her.

Memories I thought I had forgotten surged in my chest and choked me.

Lost in thought, she didn't notice that Xiao Shenjing had turned his head and was staring at her intently with his thick eyelashes half-lowered.

He was like a patient hunter observing his prey, capturing her every move, not letting a single detail slip by.

The hand that was restraining Yunxi's waist was already bulging with veins.

The young emperor's patience crumbled the moment he saw her completely oblivious to his gaze.

What is she thinking?

Is he reminiscing about everything he and Xu Yuansi did together?

She hadn't forgotten those damned Turkic scum at all.

At that moment, a deep gloom flashed in the young emperor's eyes, and he suddenly bit Yunxi's earlobe.

"Hiss!" Yunxi gasped unexpectedly.

She winced in pain and tried to pull away, but the arm around her waist tightened its grip, pinning her firmly against his chest.

Xiao Shenjing finally let Yunxi go only when she trembled in pain.

He bit her earlobe until it turned red, then licked it with the tip of his tongue. He then leaned close to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I am being merciful by letting you see him once, so that you can completely give up on him, not so that you can rekindle your past relationship. Do you understand?"

At this moment, Xiao Shenjing was like a venomous tongue sticking out.

It was so damp and dark that it sent chills down your spine.

The scent of ambergris mingled with the blue smoke emanating from the crackled incense burner, casting a hazy shadow on the silk screen. The young emperor pressed the female protagonist down into a rosewood armchair, as if she were bound by an inescapable entanglement.

Inside the main hall, Xu Yuansi, who had been waiting for a response, straightened his back and called out loudly, "Your Majesty!"

He couldn't hear their whispers or see their intimate moments, but he could guess the general situation.

As a man, there is nothing more infuriating and humiliating than this.

He clenched his fists tightly. "Your Majesty, you are the emperor who rules the Central Plains. I believe you have already found my wife, Zishu. Please return her to me."

Xiao Shenjing stroked the cracked ice patterns on the edge of the glass lotus cup, put one arm around Yunxi's waist, and said brazenly, "You are a Turk. How could a woman from my Great Jing marry you? I was just deceived by you for a moment. This marriage contract is invalid."

Ashina Yuansi suddenly frowned.

"Secondly," as if he didn't want to hear his answer at all, Xiao Shenjing smiled and tapped the dragon table with his slender fingers, saying, "You two didn't even consummate your marriage that day, so how could you talk about a wife?"

"Now that Your Majesty has found Zishu, why won't you let me meet with her alone? Why do you insist on being the one who breaks up the lovers? Or is this high-sounding excuse just to cover up your own selfish desires?" Ashina Yuansi continued in a clear voice, "Zhaojun's pipa still plays a mournful tune beyond the Great Wall. Does Your Majesty intend to ruin a second beautiful story of a marriage alliance today?"

Undercurrents are swirling, tensions are high.

The grape wine, a tribute from the Western Regions, reflected clusters of cold light under the broken ice in the mirror.

Bound to Xiao Shenjing, Yunxi glanced at the ice shards in the glass cup that floated and sank with Xiao Shenjing's tapping. She turned her head and subconsciously looked at the blurry, tall silhouette through the screen.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She never imagined that Dr. Xu, whose ears always blushed easily, would become the second prince of the Turks.

He had changed a lot, I don't know what he had gone through. His refined and gentle manners had faded, and his words and actions revealed a decisive and ruthless nature.

Is this the fate of all those who become emperors?

Will I become a complete stranger?

Xiao Shenjing was like this, and so was Xu Yuansi.

Was the marriage alliance a pretext to provoke war, or was it driven by Xu Yuansi's personal motives?

Could it be that she escaped from one cage to another?

Her expression made Xiao Shenjing's eyes darken suddenly.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Yunxi's chin with one hand and forcefully thrust his tongue into her mouth.

Before she could struggle, his hand slipped inside her collar.

Yunxi's body suddenly tensed, and she stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The thin garment felt weightless; pulling and gripping it carried a punishing force.

Xu Yuansi was just a screen away, not far away. Weren't they discussing matters of state? How dare he be so presumptuous?

Has Xiao Shenjing really gone mad?

A strong sense of shame made Yunxi struggle desperately, but the hand restraining his waist felt like an iron arm.

She turned her head to avoid his kiss, and he bit her earlobe like a wolf cub.

She dodged, and Xiao Shenjing's hands became even more unrestrained.

"I told you to give up all hope completely, what are you thinking!"

When he grips hard with his fingers, he even pulls on them as punishment.

Yunxi trembled uncontrollably. Just as she was about to slap Xiao Shenjing across the face, he said in a cold and menacing tone, "If you are distracted by him for even a moment longer, do you believe that I will take you right now?"

Yunxi suddenly gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

Xiao Shenjing made no attempt to conceal himself as his hand moved down the path.

Even through the fabric, she could clearly feel him.

It was so hot and intense that it made your scalp tingle.

Amidst the rustling sound of fabrics rubbing together, the brush on the imperial desk was swept away by Yunxi's wide sleeves.

Yunxi bent over, her muffled groan of pain abruptly stopping, but it still alerted Ashina Yuansi, who was outside the screen, to something.

He suddenly looked up, and couldn't help but take a step forward, calling out, "Zi Shu!"

"Someone come here." The next moment, Xiao Shenjing suddenly spoke.

The vermilion lacquer carving was opened in an instant, and Dao Yidao Er led the Imperial Guards in and immediately surrounded Ashina Yuansi.

"Your Majesty of Jing Kingdom, what do you mean by this?" Ashina Yuansi asked, his feet rooted to the spot, suppressing his anger.

The atmosphere in the main hall was tense; the slightest disturbance could trigger a war between the two countries, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

Xiao Shenjing, however, did not care at all. He held Yunxi in his arms and then pulled his hand away.

He waved his long, jade-like, moist fingers in front of her. Seeing the murderous intent in Yun Xi's bloodshot eyes, he suddenly brought his fingers to his lips and licked them.

Yunxi watched helplessly as he made such a lewd gesture, and for a moment she was completely speechless.

Separated only by a screen, countless imperial guards surged outside.

Xiao Shenjing licked his fingers without a care, and even stared at Yun Xi without blinking.

Thick eyelashes cast deep shadows on the corners of her phoenix eyes, her high, straight nose blocked the flickering candlelight, and half of her handsome face was hidden in the dim light.

The obviously lewd actions somehow possessed a seductive and unrestrained charm.

"My beloved concubine tastes quite good." After saying that, Xiao Shenjing grabbed Yunxi's neck and suddenly leaned in to put his tongue into her mouth.

Her scent, intertwined with their lips, fiercely invaded each other's breath.

He kissed her fiercely, wanting to soak her inside and out.

Until Yunxi, filled with shame and anger, bit his tongue forcefully.

He then retreated in pain.

Staring at this madman, she could no longer contain herself. Just as she grabbed the inkstone from the table and was about to smash it over Xiao Shenjing's head, Ashina Yuansi in the main hall spoke up again, asking, "Your Majesty of Jing Kingdom!"

Staring at the inkstone in Yunxi's hand, Xiao Shenjing even raised his hand with great interest to wipe the clear water stains from the corner of her lips.

Then he pressed her down on his lap and slowly looked into the main hall.

"A marriage alliance?" Xiao Shenjing asked slowly. "Back then, when Wang Zhaojun went beyond the Great Wall, the Xiongnu Chanyu knelt to receive the Han imperial edict and offered sacrifices of three kinds of animals and five kinds of grains to Heaven and Earth. But you use plunder as betrothal gifts and coercion as the betrothal date. Do you think you are worthy to talk to me about a marriage alliance?"

Ashina Yuansi asked, "So, His Majesty does not agree to sign the Yinshan New Alliance?"

"Our Great Jing will not make peace through marriage, pay reparations, pay tribute, or cede territory!" Xiao Shenjing said resolutely. "If one day you come to climb the threshold of our Celestial Dynasty with the head of the Chanyu in your hands!"

With no hope of peace talks remaining, Ashina Yuansi no longer held back, saying, "I hope the borders of the Jing Kingdom will be as resolute as Your Majesty's."

"Anyone who dares to bully the people of Jing Sheng will have their country destroyed and their race exterminated by the iron cavalry of my Great Jing," Xiao Shenjing laughed. "However, since the Second Prince has come from afar, he can enjoy a few days of sightseeing in Jing Kingdom. Otherwise, he will never see this beautiful landscape again in his life."

Ashina Yuansi also retorted, "Your Majesty should also appreciate it properly. After all, the change of dynasties and the fall of the empire often happens in the blink of an eye."

Xiao Shenjing's gaze swept across Yunxi's face, and if she made any move, the hand holding her waist would tighten its grip.

Yunxi didn't put down the inkstone she was holding.

Whenever I feel like smashing something in this person's face, I think of Onion, Fan Zishi, and Hongxiuzhao.

Even in such a situation, Xiao Shenjing was still able to multitask and reprimand Ashina Yuansi, saying, "The rules of the grasslands have always been that the alpha wolf tears apart the challenger. Your elder brother's whistling arrow pierced your own uncle's throat ten years ago. And how long can you, the second prince, survive in the hands of the eldest prince?"

Seeing Yun Xi purse her lips almost imperceptibly, Xiao Shenjing frowned.

She was worried about Xu Yuansi.

The young emperor's eyes instantly turned piercingly cold, and even his words were tinged with murderous intent: "A dying man who remains as inflexible as rotten wood deserves only to become a meal on a plate or a soul beneath a horse."

Xu Yuansi remained silent for a long time amidst the gleaming, shining longsword.

"These are His Majesty's conditions?"

Yunxi narrowed her eyes.

Even though she was not knowledgeable about politics, she knew that the conditions Xu Yuansi mentioned referred to her.

Xiao Shenjing wants to use her as a bargaining chip?

Oh.

She was just a nobody from the martial arts world; what merit or ability did she have to have the fortune to influence the political situation of the country?

Just as she was thinking this, she felt the hand around her waist tighten its grip.

She subconsciously turned her head to look.

Noticing Xiao Shenjing staring intently at her, she uttered domineering words, "How dare a vulture from the grasslands covet the Phoenix Palace?"

As Xu Yuansi's eyes narrowed, Xiao Shenjing seemed to lose his last bit of patience and ordered, "Please invite the Turkic envoy out and have the commander properly entertain this guest who has come from afar."

"Please, Second Prince." Dao Yi gestured for him to enter.

Xu Yuansi knew that once he left, he would probably never see Zishu again, unless he stormed into the Han Chinese royal court and shattered the Forbidden City.

But that takes time.

Will she be able to wait?

He knew he shouldn't say it, but he had no choice but to.

Otherwise, after this parting, I will never have peace in my life.

“Zi Shu, that letter was not written at my behest, just as it was before.”

One sentence made Xiao Shenjing immediately look at Yun Xi.

Xu Yuansi's words were so unexpected that Yunxi was caught off guard and stunned.

Was that letter that severed ties with her not written by him?

How could her expression escape Xiao Shenjing's notice?

"Send it out." He coldly uttered these three words, and before Xu Yuansi could even step out of the palace, he snatched the inkstone from Yunxi's hand, leaned in, and bit her lip hard.

Yunxi gasped in pain, "Xiao Shenjing!"

The familiar voice instantly froze Ashina Yuansi in his tracks. He desperately wanted to go back to find her, "Zi Shu."

Dao Yisheng, fearing trouble might occur, quickly pushed him out.

The palace doors were closed heavily.

"Have you had enough?" Yunxi slapped Xiao Shenjing across the face again.

Enraged, she reached for the inkstone, but Xiao Shenjing grabbed her hand, pinning her against the imperial desk and ripping off the sash he had just tied. "In the past? What past? Where did he touch you?"

"None of your business!" Yun Xi raised her foot and kicked Xiao Shenjing.

After all, she was a martial artist, and her kick caught him off guard, causing him to stumble and fall onto the throne.

"Go to hell!" Yun Xi grabbed a calligraphy brush and turned to stab Xiao Shenjing.

"Guards!" Xiao Shenjing was furious. The throne rolled away, narrowly avoiding being poked in the eye.

At this point, Yunxi had lost all reason; all she wanted was to kill the scoundrel emperor before her.

But Xiao Shenjing's clenched teeth and stern warning kept her rooted to the spot: "If you move an inch further, I will immediately chop off those people's heads."

At this moment.

Dao Er had already rushed to the front of the hall, knocking the brush out of Yun Xi's hand and twisting her arm behind her back.

Xiao Shenjing was furious and ordered, "Tie her up for me!"

"Xiao Shenjing, you're a mad dog, biting anyone you see." Yunxi couldn't move, but she still struggled and glared angrily, cursing, "You petty, vindictive man, you're disgusting."

Xiao Shenjing, his hair disheveled, stared down at her.

Yunxi was completely fearless.

The way she stared at him seemed to want to turn into a sharp knife and cut him open.

Finally, Yunxi, trapped like a rice dumpling, was thrown onto the bed in the side hall by Xiao Shenjing.

They saw him holding a rope in one hand and a sharp knife in the other as he walked to the edge of the bed.

Yunxi realized something was wrong and, supporting her neck, asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xiao Shen's expression was both serious and stern.

It was as dangerous as a wild beast that might open its bloody jaws at any moment.

Yunxi wanted to run away, but she was bound and couldn't escape anywhere.

Finally, Xiao Shenjing, without saying a word, was tied to the bed in a spread-eagle position.