Chapter 99 "At a time like this, that good-for-nothing Xiao Jue..."

Yan Jiarou bit her lip, suppressing the strange movements in her body. Having experienced so many times before, she naturally understood what was happening now.

—Her strange illness has flared up again.

It had been a while since she had received the antidote from Xiao Che. Since leaving Huaizhou, apart from a few hasty attempts on the bumpy carriage, she was always hesitant to do so for fear of being discovered. Coupled with the fatigue of the journey, she was completely listless. She pitifully leaned against him, weakly calling out "brother." Xiao Che felt sorry for her and stopped bothering her.

After returning to the palace, they immediately started arguing. Xiao Che would say he wanted to break up with her at the drop of a hat and wouldn't even see her. She had gone to great lengths to get to see him, so where else could she find a chance to get close to him?

Having not received comfort for a long time, and now finally seeing Xiao Che, being held so intimately in his arms, the two of them were extremely close. Through the thin fabric of their clothes, Xiao Che's palms held her waist, his warmth continuously flowing into her body, and his breath seeping into her soul.

A surge of heat rose within him, his mind clouded, and Xiao Che's faint, captivating smile, barely perceptible, played as he lowered his eyes.

Such teasing was too much for her at such a young age, so it seemed reasonable for her to have a strange illness. However, the current flare-up didn't seem like a good opportunity.

They haven't reconciled yet, and it's unknown whether Xiao Che would be willing to help her...

Besides, she didn't want to ask him for sex at this time, and now she's acting all sullen. What kind of behavior is this... He'll definitely use this opportunity to mock her again. Waaah, she doesn't want that.

However, she has always been pampered and spoiled, and has never been able to endure hardship, so her willpower is naturally not considered strong.

However, after biting her lip and enduring it for a while, she couldn't take it anymore.

She cupped Xiao Che's face in her hands and kissed him haphazardly, her delicate body squirming restlessly in his arms. Her voice trembled as she whispered sweetly, "Brother, I missed you so much..."

"Your Highness is joking," Xiao Che thought she was trying to get away with it by being coquettish when Xiao Jue was mentioned. He scoffed and said coolly, "I'm right in front of you, what are you thinking about me?"

“I…I just miss you…You’re right in front of me, but you won’t look at me…” Yan Jiarou was almost crying: “Brother, look at me…look at me, and you’ll understand…”

Xiao Che frowned slightly, and after being pestered like this, he finally looked down at her.

But when his gaze swept across her face, he suddenly stopped.

The girl's face was flushed, her eyes were full of spring, and her red lips parted slightly, revealing a sliver of her bright red tongue, as if making a silent invitation.

Her thin gauze dress revealed her full, round breasts, which were almost spilling out. In her delirium, she was pressing them against his chest, the implication of which was self-evident.

Xiao Che raised an eyebrow and gave an ambiguous "Oh?": "It's acting up again?"

"Waaah, brother, I feel so bad..."

Xiao Che stroked her rosy lips with his fingertips and said in a hoarse voice, "After feeding her so much in Huaizhou, she's already so weak?"

"No..." Yan Jiarou looked at him with teary eyes and whispered in defense, "It's been... seven days since we last did it..."

Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips: "Royal sister, do you remember so clearly?"

"I don't even remember the dates, but you've calculated them so clearly. How come you counted them on your fingers?"

Yan Jiarou was already feeling unwell, and being questioned by Xiao Che like this made her feel even more ashamed. She shook her head and cried, "Waaah, no..."

"How did you count it? Tell me."

"I...I don't know..."

"Oh? You remember so clearly without even counting... I see, my royal sister thinks about doing 'that' with me every day, so you can remember so clearly without having to count, isn't that right?"

"Waaah...no...brother...I didn't..."

"It's neither this nor that," Xiao Che said with a playful tone, "Royal sister, then tell me, what is it?"

"You just said you missed me, but do you just miss me, or... do you want me to sleep with you?"

A smirk played on his lips as he leaned close to her ear, his husky voice seductive as he coaxed her softly, "Royal sister, how can your third brother help you if you don't explain yourself clearly?"

"Your Highness, you must be honest to receive a reward."

Yan Jiarou's clear black and white eyes were filled with tears, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at him blankly: "Brother..."

A faint smile appeared in Xiao Che's light brown eyes: "I'm here, Imperial Sister."

“I…” Jia Rou stared blankly at him, a faint blush spreading across the corners of her eyes.

Her pearly white teeth gently bit her lip, her breath coming in rapid gasps, her high, snowy breasts trembling. Finally, she succumbed to his temptation and uttered what he wanted: "I...I want it all..."

"What are you thinking? Imperial sister, explain yourself."

"Woo..." Yan Jiarou let out a meow like a cat, as if she was having trouble speaking, but she still managed to say it: "I miss my brother... and I miss my brother, have me..."

Xiao Che let out a soft chuckle from his Adam's apple: "Good girl, my royal sister."

Despite feeling extremely unwell, Yan Jiarou managed a slight smile after receiving the praise.

Her soft fingertips traced the curve of his Adam's apple, making her fingertips tremble.

She suddenly leaned in and bit Xiao Che's Adam's apple, mumbling, "Brother, a reward..."

Xiao Che let out a muffled groan.

"What kind of reward does my royal sister want?"

Xiao Che curled his lips into a half-smile and said, "If it were to help you cure your illness, I'm afraid Third Brother would find it a bit difficult."

Yan Jiarou quickly looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and asked with a wronged expression, "Why..."

"Didn't we say we'd go back to being ordinary siblings? Ordinary siblings don't go to bed together, Imperial Sister?"

Yan Jiarou quickly said, "Then I don't want to be just ordinary siblings with you."

She cupped his face in her hands, suppressing the waves of restlessness coursing through her body, and reverently placed a kiss on his lips: "Brother, I want to be your wife..."

Xiao Che lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, a faint smile playing on his lips: "If you want to be my wife, why are you still calling me brother?"

"If you want to be my wife, can't I call you brother...?"

Yan Jiarou looked at him blankly: "Sister, can't it be a wife?"

Xiao Che's eyes darkened for a moment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, can be a wife."

He leaned close to her ear, his lips and tongue licking her fair earlobe, and chuckled softly, "I mean, little sister, you were born to be a wife. Born to be with me."

"No matter how well-matched they are, they still need to get married before they can be called a wife."

"Baby, I really want to help you, but how can I help you if we're not married?"

Yan Jiarou was taken aback, then quickly said, "Brother, I will marry you, I will definitely marry you..."

"When?" Xiao Che gently nibbled at her earlobe. "How about tomorrow?"

Yan Jiarou frowned slightly: "I..."

It was during this brief moment of hesitation that Xiao Che's expression suddenly turned cold.

"What, you only want to sleep with me, but don't want to marry me?"

He scoffed coldly: "Looks like you're saving this marriage for your Crown Prince brother. So why are you coming to me for your wedding night? Oh, I forgot, he's a eunuch now and can't do it, so you've come to me, haven't you?"

"Alright, I'll come over in person after you've done your wedding ceremony, so he can see for himself how I'll share the joys of our wedding night. But for today, I'll have to decline."

He pretended to put her down, but Yan Jiarou wouldn't let him. She clung tightly to his neck, crying, "No, brother, I don't want to... I'm really in pain... Don't you care about me anymore? Waaah... You said you were my medicine, you'll always be my medicine, brother, you said that..."

Xiao Che closed his eyes tightly, let out a rather irritated breath, and ultimately did not throw her down.

He frowned at her: "So what? Will it always be like this from now on? Yan Jiarou, what do you take me for? What makes you think I'll keep having this clandestine affair with you?"

“You always have a thousand reasons, you have your concerns, you have your considerations for Xiao Jue, but what about me? Have you ever thought about me? Do you know that I also feel sad and upset? Yan Yan, I won’t wait for you forever.”

"Look at yourself now. You won't marry me, and you won't stay by my side all the time. Can you do that? When you're in pain, can that good-for-nothing Xiao Jue help you?"

"Tell me, can he help you?"

"It's been three days. Have you thought it through? Between me and him, who do you want?"

"I want you, brother, I only want you..." Yan Jiarou, having been deprived of comfort for so long, was nearly driven mad by her tormenting desire. She could only barely maintain a sliver of clarity and didn't recklessly agree to Xiao Che's request: "I'm sorry, brother... It's my fault. I always took advantage of your affection for me and acted without regard for your feelings..."

“I will definitely marry you, but not now… Please don’t be angry, listen to me first… I… I won’t stay by Xiao Jue’s side forever. If his illness doesn’t improve after a while, then… I won’t be able to do anything… When that time comes, I will marry you…”

"Brother, please believe me one more time, okay? This time it's for real. Wait for me one last time, okay?"

Xiao Che's Adam's apple bobbed. He looked at her intently for a moment, and finally asked, "How long?"

"I..." Yan Jiarou's lips parted, about to speak, when her body suddenly trembled uncontrollably. Instinctively, she rubbed against Xiao Che's body, her voice changing tone: "Brother, I feel unwell..."

Xiao Che stroked her burning cheeks and frowned, saying, "Fine, I'm too lazy to force you to marry me through sex—I don't stoop to such methods."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace: "Bear with it, let me treat your illness first. Once you're fully awake, we'll settle things properly."

However, Yan Jiarou had been delayed for too long and could no longer wait.

Her current description is exactly like someone who has been drugged with a potent aphrodisiac.

Moreover, with such an alluring antidote right in front of her, it was a form of torture for her.

After walking through the long corridor and exiting through the cloud-patterned archway, it was still quite a distance to reach Chenghuan Hall, but given the current situation, Yan Jiarou clearly could not wait any longer.

Moreover, it would be inappropriate for someone to see her like this.

After a moment's thought, Xiao Che changed course and turned north along the east corridor. He continued forward until he passed three vermilion lacquer screens decorated with lotus scroll patterns. Then, he came into view a large artificial mountain made of Taihu stones...